"Such a fucking brat," Jean hisses out, but the bite in his voice is hardly sharp enough for it. His thumbs dig into the back of Eren's knees where he holds them as he thrusts in. It's tight, and Jean has to pause just a moment to not embarrass himself, letting his eyes close for a second.

Eren wants to get fucked, though, and he feels his hand try to find some purchase on his body. He braces his own knees on the bed a little more, and starts a brutal pace. There's not much that seems romantic about this, Jean holding Eren in half and fucking into him deep, but it's the closest they can get without letting Eren eat him. Or him eat Eren.

He wishes he could be inside Eren's mind, just for a little bit, to figure it all out. He'll settle for fucking him instead, leaning down to press Eren's legs further back and look into his face as he fucks him.