This chapter has sexual content.
It's been few weeks since Pieck last saw Jean. This would be the first time she would see him again after the encounter they had in her office. The words that Jean said to her still resounds in her head, "Do you even love me?" It kept playing over and over in her head making her feel guilty and at the same time stupid for not letting him know how she feels for him.
She thought, Armin and Annie's wedding would be a great time to finally say the words he wanted to hear. As she put on her make-up, she began being excited on seeing Jean. She missed him terribly. She wanted to see him, to thank him for what he had done to save her parents, but she haven't muster the courage to do so. "I'll thank him today." She thought.
Wearing a red fitted dress that highlights every curve of her body, she entered the hall where the wedding ceremony will be held. She swallowed, feeling nervous but eager to find Jean. But he's not yet inside.
A soldier approached her and told her where to sit. Every guest has a designated seat and it turns out she will be sitting on the side of the dignitaries. She's surprised to see Levi who's seated next to her.
"Hi Heichou." She greeted him and sat down.
"Well, you look great." He coldly said. Even though he's saying something good, it doesn't sound great coming from him.
"Thanks." She silently sat.
Slowly, the hall was already filled with people. Her agitation grew realizing that Jean might come in any time soon. She felt uncomfortable as if her gut is telling her to turn her gaze at the back of the hall.
With hesitation, she slowly turned her head. And there he is, Jean. Standing tall, looking so polished in his tuxedo. His broad shoulders are perfect for his tux. He's trying to button the sleeve but he looked like having hard time doing it.
Pieck wanted to go where he is and help him with his suit. As she is about to stand, Mikasa wearing a pink embroidered gown approached him and buttoned his sleeves. Her hands also reached for his bow tie and re-did it.
She felt frozen. She couldn't move anymore. Her hands felt numb and thoughts are racing in her head. "Was I gone for too long? What happened between them while I was gone?"
Then, the wedding march stared which made her focus her attention on the aisle. Jean walked first, alone. He walked fast as though he does not want people's attention. But how could he escape people's eyes when he's tall and looking so gorgeous. Pieck's gaze darted on him. Even though Armin, and the maid of honor Mikasa already walked on the aisle, she did not remove her stare from Jean as though he's the only person in the room that mattered to her.
The door opened and there it brought out Annie, looking divine in her white dress. She wears a smile on her face that Pieck has never seen before. Pieck turned her gaze to Armin and found him in tears. As Annie continued walking towards Armin, Pieck could feel tears falling from her eyes. It seemed like this wedding awakens emotions out of her. "Is it tears of joy? Am I this happy for them? Or I'm just envious of them, finding the love they have always wanted." She thought as she wiped her tears.
Annie gave her vows to Armin in a quavering voice. Her words are personal and could pierce through ones heart. It shows how much she loves Armin and how thankful she is for seeing the good in her. Pieck cried again hearing Annie's vows. With poise and composure, she wiped her tears.
Levi remarked, "hey, this is a wedding, not a funeral."
"Sorry, I am just so touched. Imagine having a love like that." She told Levi, still sobbing.
"Tch. As if you have not experienced that." He said sarcastically.
At the banquet after the ceremony, Pieck is still seated beside Levi. To her surprise, she's also in Queen Historia's table where Reiner is also seated.
Reiner whispered to her, "Why were you crying during the ceremony, do you like Armin or something?"
She slapped his arms and laughed realizing that it's just a sarcastic joke. Her laughed fades as she searched for Jean only to find him sitting on table with Mikasa and Connie. She wished Annie realized beforehand that she wants to sit next to Jean.
"Do you always space out?" Levi asked her as he hands her a glass of wine.
She's surprised, not even paying attention to what he said. She just grabbed the wine, drank all of it and asked, "What?"
"You've been staring blankly. Your mind is obviously somewhere." Levi said watching her as she continues to stare at Jean.
"Why don't you just approach your boyfriend instead of drowning in misery?" Levi asked, sipping his wine.
"I can't. It's not the right time. I'm not even sure if he's still my boyfriend." She stood and walked away from their table. Levi followed her steps with his eyes and saw her talking to a waiter.
With a smile, she came back to the table. She whispered to Levi, "We have a treat." She said excitedly.
Few minutes later, a bottle of whiskey is brought to their table. She clasped her hands eager waiting for the waiter to pour on her glass. Even the queen to surprise to see that Pieck is a hard drinker.
"Wow, Ambassador, I never knew you drink this kind of alcohol." Queen Historia gasped.
"Oh, your highness, this is my best friend in times of misery." She said smiling as if being miserable is fun.
Levi discreetly told her, "Is this your way of coping from jealousy?"
"Jealous? Why would I be?" She said denying the fact that she's burning from jealously.
"Tch, if you only get your ass over Jean's table, you two would probably be making out now." Levi refuses to believe the lie she's telling.
She remained silent and continued drinking.
"I knew it. You wanted Jean to come to you, begging." Levi said sarcastically.
"I guess that's what I wanted." She honestly said as though the alcohol gives her the courage to really say what's in her head.
Suddenly, people started flocking on the dance floor. Queen Historia grabbed Reiner's arm and lead him to dance with her. "Wow, Reiner is the man." She thought as she continued drinking her 4th glass of whiskey. Then, her attention is drawn to Jean and Mikasa who are also in the dance floor. Jean's hand is on Mikasa's waist and the other is holding her hand.
Her eyes didn't move from them. She's like a masochist loving the pain that the scene is giving her.
"You are so fun to watch." Levi said.
She did not reply and just continued staring at them.
"You want Jean's attention. I'll help you." Levi said not even looking at her. Her gaze turned to him as his remark surprised her.
He drew his face near his ear and whispered, "Listen, let's pretend we're flirting. Laugh after I whisper. I'll touch your neck so don't get mad. Then place your hands on my lap.Then, let's pretend to talk."
She thought it's a crazy idea but she obliged and laughed just like what Levi said.
He's face drew closer to hers and she wanted to turn away from his gaze because she feels awkward, but if this is what it takes for him to come to her, so be it.
Levi's fingers trailed on her bare neck and this made her giggle.
"Pretend to be happy." Levi instructed silently.
She smiled at him and said, "does this look happy already?"
"Put your hands on my lap as we pretend to talk." Levi said and so she did.
"I saw Jean look this way." Levi said triumphantly.
"Now, let's pretend to be going somewhere. It will drive him crazy. He'll think we'll make out." Levi continued.
Pieck blushed with what he said but probably because of alcohol she felt a little adventurous.
"Listen, let's pretend that we will discreetly go somewhere. So, stand and leave this hall without looking at anyone." Levi instructed.
She stood and grabbed her purse. Slowly, she walked away and Levi walked beside her, touching her waist lightly. Levi scanned the room, as though examining if people see them escape the party. But the reality is, he just wanted to make sure that Jean sees them.
"Heichou, thank you for your help. I think, I should go home, I am too drunk."
"Tch. Get it together. We came this far, giving up is bullshit." Levi said as they walked through the balcony.
"Don't worry, he'll be here in no time." Levi mumbled as he helps her sit. "Jean shouldn't find me here with you, so I'm leaving."
She just nods and closes her eyes because she's been so dizzy. "Why did I even drink so much?" She thought frustrated at herself. Then she remembered her goal, of talking to Jean and to tell him how she feels.
She tried to stand, but miserably fell on the floor. With her arms, she tried to stand again. Then, a strong arm lifted her up, grabbing her hands and holding her waist. She looked up to see Jean, worried for her.
"Jean, you came." She said in a slurring voice.
"You're drunk, I'll take you home." He said as she leans on his chest.
"Mmmmm. I love the feeling of your chest. So strong, so manly, so perfect." She said burying her face on his chest, sniffing his fragrant musk.
"I can't let other people see you this way, Pieck. You're the ambassador." But she protested and wanted to go back to the banquet hall. Not listening to her protests, he carried her over his shoulders, so her face his on his back and his arms are wrapped firmly on her legs not letting her escape.
She didn't remember what else happened. She became conscious when she felt him put her down on a soft bed. "Have I been dozing off?" She opened her eyes and found herself on a familiar room, it's Jean's bedroom. She loved how comfortable his bed is against her back. But she couldn't sleep because she could feel the urge to throw up.
Hurriedly, she went to the bathroom violently and loudly puking. She felt better afterwards. She washed her hands and saw that her toothbrush is still in his bathroom. She brushed her teeth and thought of what to do next now that she feels a little bit better but still dizzy. She thought of telling Jean about her feelings but she shudders with the thought.
"Are you okay?" Jean knocked on the door of the bathroom.
"I'll be right out." She said as she rinsed her mouth.
She found him sitting on a couch of his bedroom. She hesitated to go near him because she's not sure what's going on with his life. She wanted to ask him a lot of questions and she also wanted to apologize for being stupid of leaving him.
She sat beside him but maintained a distance.
"Why were you with Heichou Levi?" Jean asked not looking at her.
She thought, "Clearly, he's jealous. Now you know how it feels."
"Why were you dancing with Mikasa?" She asked turning to look at his reaction.
"It's the best man and maid of honor's dance? We were the firsts people to be on the dance floor along with Armin and Annie. Obviously, you wouldn't know because you're so busy flirting and drinking with Levi." He said frustrated. "I was about to ask you to dance with me, but you left with Levi. So tell me, what were you doing?"
She let out a laugh. Jean looked even more furious now. "We planned everything. That was all a scheme that Levi plotted to get you jealous and it worked."
"Well, that's stupid." He mumbled.
She ignored what he just said for she felt really sleepy at dizzy at the same time, wanting to lie down and close her eyes. Then, as though the couch is calling her, she rested her head on Jean's lap. He's angry with her for agreeing to Levi and making him jealous and yet now she's lying on his lap as if nothing happened. His anger vanished. He hates himself for he couldn't even stay mad at her for too long.
"This is not the most comfortable place to sleep in." He said and carried her to bed.
"Hmmm." She leaned on his chest again, rubbing her cheeks against his chest savoring the comfort that it gives her. She loves how he carried her this time and it makes her feel like a princess.
He slowly put her down the bed. She opened her eyes, sat up and told him, "unzip me." He sat behind her and out of impulse, trailed his lips on the bare part of her back as he slowly unzipped her dress. He caught the scent on her neck, a scent that has been familiar with him and he missed her—her scent, her supple skin, her flesh.
"I missed you." He mumbled as she could feel his breath on her skin.
Despite that she's dizzy, sensations went through her even though his kiss barely touched her skin, as if it was just meant to tease her.
She turned to face him, "I missed you too." She wanted to say, she loves him but she knew this would change the mood. "I'll tell him, I promise." She thought trying to convince herself.
Her dress fell on the ground, exposing the lingerie she was wearing. She completely forgot about it for it's meant to make her waist look small but it has totally different effect on him. He marveled at it, pleased to see her little body wrapped in a sexy corset.
"Could you stand, so I can see it well?" He asked pulling her arms.
"Fine, whatever." She's too dizzy to protest to his request.
He stared at her body for quite sometime, it made her feel conscious. He pulled her next to him, as he's sitting on the bed and she's standing. He looked up to her, held her face and said, "You're beautiful." His right hands started squeezing her butt cheeks which is something she enjoys being done to her. She knew he has the habit of doing that to her ass even before they were still in Marley.
He reached for her lips and kissed her gently. She responded hungrily, opening her mouth, letting his tongue invade her mouth, tasting the hint of alcohol.
He pulled the tie of her corset, allowing her already small waist escape from the bondage. She lied down on the bed, not breaking from the kiss, savoring how soft his lips feel against hers. It's been a long time since he kissed her and it caused her to long for him, for his lips to touch hers.
He suddenly stopped and went out of the room which surprised her. She is about to feel frustrated when he returned with belts and a pint of ice cream in his hands.
Her eyes is questioning what's going on, he realized this and said, "Let's try this."
He held her arms, placed it over her head and tied it on the head bed.
"Jean." She said almost whispering.
"Don't be scared, it won't hurt."
"How did you know that this is my fantasy?" She wanted to ask him, but decided not to and eagerly wait what will he do next.
He spread ice cream all over her belly, causing her to shiver with its coldness. She closed her eyes, in anticipation and excitement. His fingers trailed on the food on her belly, teasing her. Then, his tongue, slowly glide and trace them causing her to shudder as it gives her tingling sensations.
Then, he expertly snapped the hook of her bra, exposing her round breasts. "Hmmm, my favorite." He said as he fondled them. He brought out a strawberry and trailed its tip around her breast. He continued on and trailed its tip on her nipples, making it swollen as she's no longer dizzy but fully aroused.
She felt fully under his mercy since she's tied up, it seemed he could do whatever he likes. She saw him getting ice cream and she realized his plan of spreading it on her breasts.
"Jean, no." She said closing her eyes.
He knew that her no is not really a protest. Her mind says no, but her body says otherwise. He spread it in the middle of her breasts, causing her to have goose bumps. Again, he licked everything, removing them from her skin. She loved it, she wished he would do it on her breasts, but she's too ashamed to say it.
But as always, he already knew her desires and he wanted to give her every single desire she has.
He spread the cold ice cream on her breast with the goal of licking all of it. His tongue circled around her breasts, then on her nipples, sending her waves of pleasure. Lightly, he sucked and bit one nipple, making her moan his name, "oooh, Jean."
He went down and his lips trailed to her inner thighs, making her move her hips. Using his teeth, he pulled down her underwear, exposing her bald cunt. Seeing this, his desire of eating her grew. His tongue, slides on the lips of her cunt, then it circled around her engorged clit. He inserted two fingers on her hole and it made her whimper.
He brings his fingers in and out of her as he continued on pleasuring her clit with his tongue. He could feel her hole beginning to be drenched in her juice and so he moved his fingers faster. Her breathing became faster and she let out a moan as she squirted all over his face.
He removed the belts tied on her hands and pulled her towards the floor just beside the bed. He's behind her now, and she could feel his cock rubbed against her ass. He gently pushed her head to the bed with the desire to fuck her from behind. He slides his huge cock on her already wet cunt and gently pulled her by the waist until his whole erection is inside her warm, tight hole.
He thrusts slowly, as though savoring the softness of cunt. But she's going crazy already, wanting him to go faster as she's already feeling that she's about the reach the height of pleasure again. She pulled him back and forth, signaling him to go faster and deeper. His thrusts go faster, making her huge breasts move up and down with every thrusts. He noticed this and grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples as he continued moving in and out of her. Then, both reached their orgasm, panting and falling flat on the bed, satisfied.
He spooned her, her back against his chest. She feels secure in his arms whenever he hugs her this way. He kissed her cheeks and whispered, "I love you."
She wanted to respond immediately, but it seemed like there's a lump in her throat stopping her from saying her feelings out loud.
She musters the courage, "Good night, I love you." But she did not hear a response. She turned her back and found that he's already fast asleep.
"I'll tell you, tomorrow." She whispered.
At dawn, she awakens realizing that she needs to go home. "I can't go home in an evening dress. That would be shameful." She got up, got dressed and kissed him on the cheeks. "Promise, I'll be back, I'll just get fresh clothes." And there, she left him sleeping.
She is shocked by the sight that welcomed her when she came home. Her father is lying on the ground and her mother is trying to carry him. She hurriedly went outside to look for help.
And there she realized, "Oh, Jean. I'm sorry, you'd have to wait."
Dear Readers, sorry if this chapter is long. I want to end this story soon. Hope you'll like this chapter. :)