Literature
Jean x Reader I Love Him
There were hands roaming your figure, appreciating every curve and crease. There were lips moulded with yours, a few nibbles here and there as tongues danced to a silent melody. There were soft, loving whispers exchanged and two different pairs of eyes glistening in the candlelit corridor, glinting with so much adoration. It was these times of the night that the both of you would cherish, when no one was around, when all worries of the world dissipated, when you could embrace and love one another. No one was there to disturb you, and you just hoped nobody would be there to scold you for being out of your rooms this late. "We should go back to our rooms," the taller male told you quietly, forehead resting upon yours. "Just... Can we just stay like this for a few more minutes? Please," you responded in the same timbre as him. "Of course, princess." A smile snuck onto your lips when you stepped closer to him for a hug, and he gladly accepted, holding you tight as he left small kisses