SEXTAPE, PART III,
CHAPTER 52.

" 𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇. "

( - unedited, kinda a filler? )

You stretch to the side as soon as you open up your eyes. Summer sunlight flooded the room, and you were tangled in the sheets. 

Sometime after you fell asleep after you and jean fucked, the two of you had woken up again pretty much sweating to death, and so you just slept in underwear and a sports bra, while he stuck to his boxers.

Although sure enough, your entire body was sore and you could hardly move your legs. 

This sucks, you mumble to yourself as you try your best to sit up.

You fix the straps of your bra that slid down your shoulders, and look to where Jean was still asleep, causing you to laugh a little bit.

Setting your cheek back on his chest and making yourself comfortable next to him, you exhale a bit, listening to the birds outside.

As soon as you could've fallen asleep once more, and your eyelids became heavy, there was a bit of shuffling and a small grunt from Jean from the side. You look up to see his pretty eyes looking down at you, and the two of you laugh a little bit. 

"Morning princess." He says softly, kissing your forehead and pulling you even closer to him than you already were.

"Mornin'" You reply, stretching out your sore limbs, eyes widening as the bones crack for a split second, but smile a little in the relief of the feeling. "Sleep well?"

He nods.

"Of course. Did you?" He asks, and you nod as well. "Good, good." 

He mumbles, moving you around so you could both once again sit up. His eyes scanned the hickeys and bite-marks that littered your neck, shoulders, collarbones and tits with a satisfied grin.

He wraps his arms around your waist as he gets behind you at the slightest, and kisses right under your jaw. The ceiling fan's air was cold on your skin, sending as shiver down your spine, and Jean held you tighter.

"I think you'll have to carry me downstairs, babe." You chuckle, putting your hands on his as he placed them near your abdomen.

"No biggie. You can lay on the couch and i'll make breakfast. I wanna catch up on The Bachelorette.. I've heard shit about it and i'm kinda interested." He teases around, yet honestly.

"Mmm really now?" You smile, turning to kiss him on the cheek before slipping out of his ars to fetch your shirt and pull it on from the edge of the bed where it lay.

"Yeah!" He laughs, moving away to pull you up on the bed, which you only fall into his arms, a shocked gasp leaving your lips although you knew it was going to happen in those very moments he pulled you into his chest. "Fuck, you good..?" His tone was laced with sudden concern, and he furrows his eyebrows.

"I'm alright, I promise." You tell him, and he practically throws you up over his shoulder, and your stomach flips. "Dude, don't. You nutted inside more than once last night, careful." You hiss, lips curving into an upset, uneasy expression.

"Cute, right?" He retorts, smacking your thigh softly as he proceeds to carry you down the stairs. Although, you don't protest, since you were too exhausted.

Within less than a minute, you were gently thrown onto the couch. 

Besides nearly having the wind knocked out of you, the two of you broke into laughter, and you hug a pillow close to you as you go on in your state of laughter.

After he, for the seemingly 100th time, asked if you were okay, he rushed off to make breakfast at the sound of his stomach growling.

You turn over to grab the remote, and click on the TV.. finding your way around to some older episodes of The Bachelorette. Reiner was supposed to be flying in to LA for something that had to do with shooting some movie, and auditioning for others.. and he had your recordings which was perfect for you, either way you needed Jean to get the feel of things, which he was happy to do so.

You grab the pillow again, holding it close to you as you fixated your eyes on the show in front of your eyes, listening as Jean prepared to cook for the two of you. 

Exhaling, you relax your body on the cushion, but you weren't even that comfortable to be honest. It didn't effect you much, though.. and so you pull out your phone from your purse that had luckily been disregarded right by the coffee table in front of you. 

Twitter notifications were flooding your lockscreen, and you frown, pressing in the passcode quickly to check it out. 

Of course, there was shit about the tape in your feed, which you unfortunately couldn't ignore. You scanned comments, likes, quotes and everything your vision grazed over. 

You weren't gonna be a fucking pussy and report the accounts that posted it, or report the posts in general, since you didn't really care. You found it funny now that Eren was out of the picture for the time being.

Neither of you had talked to him much since. Either way, comments were always funny and interesting enough to make you laugh.

vveryis
- holy shit :/

sakurakingx
- more lol

hhttpsyomama
- LETS GOO 👊

As per usual, you had at least 90+ dms, a few following requests, and a fuckload of mentions. You shut your eyes and open them again, scrolling down through your mentions for a few seconds before switching to Instagram.

Jean had posted like.. three pictures in one of the two of you on your date last night as he insisted he needed more nice pictures of you. You smile a little bit, shifting in the couch to stand up, wobbling a bit before you can regain your balance that you fortunately lost las night.

You make your way over to Jean, and wrap your arms around his waist loosely. He chuckles, twisting away from the stove to kiss you on the cheek, thankfully deciding to not risk his coffee breath.

On your own, you decide to get coffee for yourself. You didn't like it black as he did, so you normally had to search for a creamer that was normally vanilla or almond flavored.

You pull the box of keurig cups towards you and pull one out gently, shoving the box back to it's space next to the coffee maker which was still hot from Jean's brew. You normally had to remind him to unplug it, but he remembered this morning for once.

"Is there anything you wanted to do, like, tomorrow or something? I was planning on staying home today. And tomorrow If you were just gonna hangout or run errands I was gonna see if Connie wanted to come over for dinner or something, and Reiner is gonna be in town so we could have him too." Jean offers, raising his mug to his lips. "And you can invite the Vinnie bitch."

You laugh, looking at your phone for a quick second before looking back over to Jean, who looked at you from the side. 

"I was gonna go shopping on Tuesday, since I need new clothes. Tomorrow i'm not sure what I'm gonna do yet, but dinner with them sounds good." You tell him, scratching your side quickly before your coffee finishes up and you can take the cup and mug out.

"Sounds good. Then, can I go shopping with you Tuesday?" He asks quite curiously.

"Are you positive that's a risk you're willing to take?" You retort, taking a quick sip of the coffee and Jean sends you an offended look before answering believe it or not, truthfully.

"100 percent." He says, saluting with his free hand as he set his mug down.

"It's a date, then." You say, putting your hand on his shoulder with a smile, and he does as well.

"It's a date."

- PUBLISHED 5/18/21

giving yall that shopping chapter soon
because ik yall wanted it when i mentioned
shopping together in chapter 39 lolz