"Obscenities" - A Short Snippet (Patreon)

Based on the commission, "M! Jean x MC (he/they) just being cute and gay."

mildly spicy

"This is obscene," you say. Your face is hot, that familiar curl of desire already tensing in your belly. You clear your throat. "This...wow."

Jean eyes you - nervous, you can tell. His hands tucked into his sweatshirt sleeves, knees pulled up to his chest. You set the phone down and give him what you hope is a reassuring smile...although, based on how you currently feel, it might be more sultry than soothing. 

"I...uh...I just write what I like. So." Jean's voice is quiet, and you can hear just the touch of shakiness in it. He can't look you in the face, and he yelps when you pull him into your arms. 

"I didn't mean it in a bad way," you explain, trying to find the right words. Right words are a little difficult when you have other...preoccupations in your mind. You have never read anything so graphic in your entire life - and, fuck it, you like it. "Just...I didn't expect that from you."

Jean buries his head into your shoulder, and you feel - more than hear - him take a deep breath. 

"You didn't expect your boyfriend to be a Tumblr smut king?" he says in one long rush, and a laugh rips from your throat, and then he's laughing too, and then you're both laughing in that giddy, hysterical way that you love - where everything and nothing is absolutely hilarious.

"Tumblr smut king?" you giggle between gulps of breath. "Is that what you are? I thought you were a doctor."

"I'm a man of many talents," Jean says, a serious expression on his face, before he devolves into laughter again. 

When the two of you have calmed down (well, calm down enough), you press a kiss to Jean's forehead, then his nose, then his mouth. His lips taste like the matcha cake you just shared at dinner, and you feel greedy, although that's no exception - you can never get enough of him. 

You roll yourself on top of him, your hands gently pinning his wrists against the bed. 

"I love you," you say, and he looks up at you - his face open and smiling, like you're the best thing in the world. 

"I love you, too," he murmurs, and you lean down to kiss him again, before moving up his jaw, your tongue tracing a wet line on the shell of his ear. 

"So," you whisper, and you feel him shiver beneath you. "Shall we act out some of your fantasies?"