Jean in Leather

Please help get my best friend out of an abusive household and a potential homelessness situation. They really need all the help they can get. I care about them so dearly and I want to see them safe, they have a safe place here at my home with my family, but we can only get them here with the help of donations. Even sharing this post would help to spread awareness, thank you.

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"Who will be hearing what exactly?" The blond hissed softly, trying to be quiet like the dark haired woman had requested but struggling to hold back the slight annoyance that seeped into his tone as he stumbled around in the dark.

Eyes widened as he was finally dragged out of the incredibly dark area into one that seemed flooded with a silvery-blue light, head tipping back and mouth gaping, sucking in a gasp as he stared up and the glistening, starry skies. "H-Holy shit... I've never seen the sky so clear.." Wide, golden eyes darted to Mikasa, finally closing his gaping his mouth to try and appear a little less gormless. 

My character is being kept on suicide watch at a psych ward. Send me ✃ for their response to your character visiting them.

Marco’s eyes stay lowered, brow furrowed as he stared at the little bracelet on his wrist, toes tapping and his head throbbing. They wanted him to be comfortable. He was supposed to be comfortable. He wasn’t. He had been given too much medicine, too much. Sometimes it felt as if there were no more emotions left to be fixed.

Hearing the knock, he licked at his chapped lips and let his fingers tap together, nodding silently when it was opened. A visitor? He heaved a breath, though staring up, he noticed who it was. The familiar face of his friend made him smile weakly, though it fell as he remembered not having told Jean anything, having just suddenly tried to do something like this…. He assumed the blond wouldn’t be pretty happy… So once Jean was let in and the door was closed, he began to softly scratch at his knuckles.

“Hey, Jean…”

With a sigh, Jean pushed his way fully into the room and lightly shut the door behind him, leaning against it shoulders sagging slightly, thinking about what to say, staring at the other with a mix of sympathy, worry, hurt and slight anger...

"Marco..." The dark blond breathed, "Why didn't you tell me?... Marco..." The blond's voice was worried and almost hurt, surprised- why had Marco tried to take his own life?... He was always one of the happiest people he knew, the one who would cheer him up when he felt crap... He never seemed like the sort of person who'd try something like this, who'd have this sort of problem... Not Marco.. Never Marco...

Jean had his own fair share of depression issues... They were generally caused by loneliness and he often drank way too much to try and block it out, though he knew it only made it worse.

“Pretend you don’t want it.”

“They’re all watching the movie. They’re not even going to notice.”

“I want you. Right up against the window.”

“You know I love you, right? I have every intention of fucking you like I don’t.”

“Don’t pussyfoot around. I want it to hurt.”

“Let me blindfold you.”

“I want to make every inch of you mine.”

“Wrap your hands around my throat.”

“No, no. Leave your clothes on.”

 “Home is too far away. No one’s going to see us here.”

 “Just sit back and let me give you a show.”

 “I want to make you bleed.”

 “Relax. I’ll teach you the ropes.”

 “Don’t worry. I won’t let you suffocate.”

 “Clearly, you’ve never experienced silk sheets properly, then.”

 “What would you think about adding a third party?”

 “You can’t come until I say so. Understand?”

 “That’s it. Touch yourself for me.”

 “Bet I can make you come without ever touching your cock.”

 “No using your hands. I’ll spread my lips and you lick.”

 “Clean yourself out for me first.”

 “Present yourself for me.”

 “I want you to tie me up so I can’t get away.”

 “I’m going to tie you to the bed posts and have my way with you.”

 “I want you to dominate me.”

 “You’re all mine, pet.”

 “Oh fuck, yes. Bite me again.”

 “Are you sure that’s going to fit?”

 “I’m going to fill all your holes.”

 “They’re next, after I’m done with you.”

 “Just watch it with me. Maybe it’ll give us some ideas.”

 “I want you to humiliate me.”

 “You’re pathetic. If I wasn’t willing to fuck you, no one would.”

 “It’s an ice cube, darling. Do you like it?”

 “That’s good. Now spread your cheeks for me.”

 “Don’t touch me. Just watch.”

 “Are you sure you know how to use that?”

 “I hope you don’t mind whip marks.”

 [Text] What are you wearing?

 “I want to drip candlewax all over you.”

 “I know just how to make you relax.”

 “Have you ever tried rimming?”

 “Your muscles are in knots. Better let me rub you down.”

 “I got the mirror so you can see yourself while I’m fucking you.”

 “You’re not afraid of a little piece of ginger, are you?”

 “I want to pour ___ all over you and then lick it off.”

 “Oh my. I didn’t know you could move like that.”

 “I’m your master/mistress and will be addressed as such.”

 “I don’t care if they’re watching. I’m not done with you yet.”

 “Oh no. Not until you beg.”

 “Tell me how good this feels.”

 “On your knees.”

 “I’ll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud.”

 “Better be quiet or they’ll hear you.”

 “Relax your throat.”

 “I want you to ride me.”

 “Oh, that hurts so good.”

 “I want to hear you scream.”

 “Better be quiet or they’ll hear you.”