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I can't think of anything else but Jean walking you to the university..
Live in Babysitter (Minors DNI)
Living temporarily on a farm was never a thought for you, having always been a city girl the endless plains of crops and dirt roads never called your name… that is until one Mr. Kirstein changed your mind. In desperate need of some extra hands Jean was ecstatic when he found your ad online for a live in babysitter, you of course couldn’t believe someone actually responded. Using it as a chance to freeload you immediately agreed to meet up. What you didn’t expect was a undeniably attractive middle aged man. Arms buff from what you could only assume was all the farm work, nice stubble paired with a sexy mullet, and piercing honey eyes that sized your body up and down stopping on your plump lips. You won’t ever forget the sight of his pink tongue licking his lips as he gives your body one last look eyes finally meeting yours. Finally getting to business Mr. Kirstein, now known to you as Jean, gives you the run down of his expectations for you, which of course is nothing unexpected. Agreeing to get started as soon as possible you find yourself sitting in Jeans white Ford F-150, whatever little belongings you own lying in the truck bed.
Things started off great you met Jeans 7 year old twins, an outspoken and rambunctious little girl by the name of Cecilia and his sweet and soft spoken little boy Oscar. The twins instantly growing attached to you made your job a lot easier, helping to occupy them while their father got some much needed work done around the farm. Living there began to feel normal, you sometimes forgetting that this is only a temporary situation. From cooking meals, to dropping the kids off at school, and even having “family” game nights on Fridays as a celebration for making it through the week, things began to feel like a real family. You couldn’t help the motherly bond forming between you and the twins, you also couldn’t help the love and lust growing in your heart for their father. Not to mention, Jean wasn’t making things any easier his teasing behavior getting worse with each passing day. First it was just light grazes as he passed by you, then lingering touches especially when you asked for help on a question you and the twins couldn’t understand during homework time, lingering touches turn into Jean finding more excuses to get you two alone, pleading for you to help him with some of the light work around the place. He knew he could do it alone but the sight of you bending over pulling weeds, in your leggings that are a little to tight, the imprint of your pussy on display drove him insane. The tight pussy he jerks off too in the middle of the night, sweat dripping down his tense abs, large hand wrapped around his sensitive pretty cock. Tip flushed a bright red, precum dripping everywhere as he fucks his fist. Eyes screwed shut as he imagines you lying on your back, tits bouncing, endless moans falling past your kiss swollen lips. Thinking of the sound of his name coming from your mouth is enough to have him cumming all over his hand and stomach. Breathing ragged and uneven, arm over his eyes as he comes to the realization he NEEDS to make you his.
It’s the perfect opportunity now, the kids going away for a few days on a school trip leaving the two of you all alone. Things start off relatively normal, that is until one night after your usual shower, baby blue towel wrapped around your wet body, you crash into the sturdy frame of Jean. Towel dropping to the floor Jean can’t help but rake his eyes over the body he has been pinning for since he met you in that little cafe. Breathing hitched and eyes locked you both stand there trying to process the situation you are in. Feeling his cock twitch Jean throws all caution to the wind, picking your naked frame up pushing you against the wall. Lips attacking yours, a desperate needy moan leaving both of your mouths. Finally getting what you both craved for months you can’t help but to rush this. Lips never leaving yours Jean stumbles his way to his room, plopping your body on his large king sized bed. Jean can’t help but to palm himself at the sight of you lying spread out on his silk sheets, glistening pussy on display waiting for attention. Pulling you down the bed arms wrapped around your plump thighs Jean locks eyes once more to make sure this is what you want. All it takes is one nod of your head before Jean is delving into your pussy, eating like it’s his last meal. Moans flying from you lips, his pace relentless as he fucks you with his tongue every groan from him sending delicious vibrations through your body. Legs shaking, hands gripping his hair so tight as his thumb slides up to rub your precious nub. It doesn’t take you long to come undone after that the pleasure too much for you to handle. Cumming all over his tongue Jean can’t help but groan convinced you taste even sweeter than the strawberries on his farm. Giving you time to recover Jean strips himself of his clothes, shirt flying across the room as he begins to unbutton his tight blue jeans that leave little to the imagination. Pulling both his jeans and boxers down, his big cock slaps against his stomach. As much as Jean would love to see your pretty lips around his cock he knows he can’t wait any longer. Getting comfortable between your thighs Jean places a gentle kiss to your lips before slowly pushing his head in. Letting out a deep moan Jean stills engraving the feel of your pussy convulsing around his tip into his memory. Impatient whines leaving your lips as you raise your hips in an attempt to slide him the rest of the way into you. Feeling stretched beyond your means you can’t stop the tears from rolling down your face. Leaning over careful not to lay all his weight on you, he pulls out, quickly thrusting back in. His cock never misses, tip always kissing your special spot. You can’t help but clench at the pet names the older man gives you “baby, sweetheart, darlin” each one bringing you closer to your sweet release. Jean feels feral your pussy so addicting he can’t help the words that fall from his lips. “Wanna make you a mommy, wanna give my kids a little brother or sister. Gonna fuck you full until your swole with my baby… OUR baby”. So fucked out all you can do is yell “yes”as you let him take over. Legs tight around his waist you begin to grind up into him letting him hit places even deeper than before. Both of you know your not going to last much longer bodies shaking and jerking from the pleasure you give eachother. Nothing on your mind now but your release and the man inside of you, you can’t help but beg Jean to “make me a mommy” walls fluttering as your orgasm hits you hard blinding white light clouding your vision as you milk Jean for all he’s worth. Hips stuttering against yours Jean spills his seed into you giving you every last drop. Head in your shoulder little butterfly kisses to the crook of your neck Jean can’t help but to tell you “I love you” smile grazing your skin. Running your fingers through his hair you repeat the exact same phrase meaning every word of it.
The country life was better than you imagined.
After all it did give a simple city girl a family.
Dilf cowboy Jean is so fucking yummy that is all 🤤
i love this concept so damn much
I really love the concept of Levi in school uniform 😍
Below Freezing
captain!jean kirstein x reader 18+ warnings: explicit content, idiots to lovers, authority kink, marking, multiple orgasms, light exhibitionism, begging, light breeding kink, creampie wc: 7.5k a/n: Starting off the year right with my true husband of husbands. This is an alternate canon where Jean is promoted to captain at age 21, and this piece takes place two years after that. What I’m saying is that everyone is of-age here, and the events of season 4 of the anime probably haven’t happened. Don’t think too much into it. I hope you enjoy. TAG @mindninjax @some-kindofgnome
The trees are thick in this part of the forest, the trunks as wide around as castle towers. It’s hard enough to navigate this dense growth in ODM gear to begin with, but then it started snowing. You still have a long way to travel, your rendezvous point for this mission waiting on the far side of the trees, still miles away. Your face, your hands, your feet: all of them are freezing, and the snow is only getting worse. There wasn’t supposed to be a storm tonight; otherwise, this simple recon mission would have been delayed. You’re about to call out to your team, to ask if anyone else’s limbs are so cold that they can barely control their midair movements, when your side slams into a tree branch you couldn’t even see through the heavy snowfall.
You cry out in pain, clutching your ribs on your right side. It doesn’t feel like you broke anything, but it hurts enough to knock the wind out of you. Your wires go slack and you plummet down several feet in the air, snowy limbs soaking your coat and trousers as they brush against you. You’re falling, falling, until two long arms wrap around your middle and pull you upward again.
You can’t tell who caught you until you hear him shouting over your head. “Visibility is too low for maneuvering! Find a branch and we’ll wait out the storm!” You’d know that voice anywhere; you’d heard it every day for the past two years, since you were selected for his squad: Captain Kirstein.
You squeeze the triggers on your hand grips, releasing your wires now that you’re safely in Jean’s grasp. He loosens one arm from your waist to aim and sink his anchor into the trunk of a massive tree that suddenly comes into view through the snow. For someone as large and lanky as he is, it’s a wonder he’s known for being the best in the scouts with an ODM. But even while holding you tight to the front of him, he soars and lands effortlessly on a wide horizontal branch in the canopy before setting you softly on your feet.
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I got too carried away while I was reading this. this fic is too perfect.
IS THIS
DID YOU
YOU DREW CAPTAIN JEAN POST-SHOWER???????
I can even speak this is so amazing
Ahaha, you helped me get rid of the art block, so I really wanted to show it
МмМм
There are no centaurs in Oxford
Below Freezing
captain!jean kirstein x reader 18+ warnings: explicit content, idiots to lovers, authority kink, marking, multiple orgasms, light exhibitionism, begging, light breeding kink, creampie wc: 7.5k a/n: Starting off the year right with my true husband of husbands. This is an alternate canon where Jean is promoted to captain at age 21, and this piece takes place two years after that. What I’m saying is that everyone is of-age here, and the events of season 4 of the anime probably haven’t happened. Don’t think too much into it. I hope you enjoy. TAG @mindninjax @some-kindofgnome
The trees are thick in this part of the forest, the trunks as wide around as castle towers. It’s hard enough to navigate this dense growth in ODM gear to begin with, but then it started snowing. You still have a long way to travel, your rendezvous point for this mission waiting on the far side of the trees, still miles away. Your face, your hands, your feet: all of them are freezing, and the snow is only getting worse. There wasn’t supposed to be a storm tonight; otherwise, this simple recon mission would have been delayed. You’re about to call out to your team, to ask if anyone else’s limbs are so cold that they can barely control their midair movements, when your side slams into a tree branch you couldn’t even see through the heavy snowfall.
You cry out in pain, clutching your ribs on your right side. It doesn’t feel like you broke anything, but it hurts enough to knock the wind out of you. Your wires go slack and you plummet down several feet in the air, snowy limbs soaking your coat and trousers as they brush against you. You’re falling, falling, until two long arms wrap around your middle and pull you upward again.
You can’t tell who caught you until you hear him shouting over your head. “Visibility is too low for maneuvering! Find a branch and we’ll wait out the storm!” You’d know that voice anywhere; you’d heard it every day for the past two years, since you were selected for his squad: Captain Kirstein.
You squeeze the triggers on your hand grips, releasing your wires now that you’re safely in Jean’s grasp. He loosens one arm from your waist to aim and sink his anchor into the trunk of a massive tree that suddenly comes into view through the snow. For someone as large and lanky as he is, it’s a wonder he’s known for being the best in the scouts with an ODM. But even while holding you tight to the front of him, he soars and lands effortlessly on a wide horizontal branch in the canopy before setting you softly on your feet.
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I got too carried away while I was reading this. this fic is too perfect.
А у вас какой вид из окна?
У меня слишком унылый город чтобы его выкладывать
*мой одноклассник стоит в узком проходе между партами и я пытаюсь пройти на своё место*
Я только начала, но с уверенностью могу сказать, что игра мне очень нравится