Make it Right

Punishment

The next day, Jean couldn't keep his eyes off you. At the dining hall, you felt his eyes on you as you sat with Connie and Sasha and him on the other table with Marco.

When it was time to train, he'd avoid you as a sparring partner and opt to be in different simulation teams than with you. It made you feel good that you had such an effect on the notorious playboy that you walked around with much more confidence than you used to.

It wasn't until Jean somehow got over your effect on him and suddenly turned to annoy the shit out of you. From cutting in front of you in the mess hall to messing with your stirrups in formation training, he made it nearly impossible to focus on your training.

He was acting like a child, and like a child, he needed to be taught a lesson.

One night after Jean hid your training boots and you got into trouble with Shadis for being late, you decided it was time to take your revenge.

Sneaking into the boys' dorm, it wasn't hard to find Jean's room as he requested to be in the room in front of Marco who slept with his door open.

You opened the door quietly and spotted Jean sprawled out on his bed with his face facing the wall. Smirking, you straddled him around his waist and suddenly, his eyes shot open in surprise and he began to squirm but you quickly grabbed his arms, pinning him down.

"Y/N—" he began but you quickly covered his mouth with your hands. "Shhh." You purred and released your hand from his face.

"What are you doing?!" he attempted to sit up but you pushed him back down. "You've been acting like an asshole this whole week..."

"I have not—" he began but you suddenly pressed your lips onto his collarbone and heard him gasp.

You continued placing kisses around his neck and grinding your hips onto his. You heard him chuckle and suddenly, his hands were on your waist. Grabbing his hands and placing them above his head he looked at you with a surprised expression.

"No, no, no, you don't get to touch."

"What are you doing?"

"This is your punishment." You smirked against his neck.

"You call this punishment?" the room was dark but you could tell he had that cocky grin plastered on his face.

You continued to rub your hips against his as you trailed kisses down his neck. Slowly, you unbuttoned his shirt and continued to gravitate your lips downward on his body. You heard him moan and smiled as you heard his satisfied responses.

Moving upwards his body again you lowered your face to his and he shot up expecting to feel his lips on yours. To his disappointed, you quickly rolled off him and made your way to the door.

"H-h-hey where are you going?" Jean shot up breathing heavily. "I'm leaving." You stated.

"You're just gonna leave me like this?!" Jean looked at you with frustration and desire, so you knew your punishment worked.

"That's what you get for being an asshole." You smirked and left, leaving a shocked and distressed Jean halfway out of his bed to follow you.