Abducted

abducted

chapter two

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getou x reader

tags: canon typical violence // curse words // masterbation (m & f)

word count: 3.2 k

chapter one

getou groggily shuffled out of bed, still feeling over exerted from the night before. the man hadn’t felt so relieved after masterbating in quite a long time. usually masterbation was just a way to relieve stress, just a part of getou’s routine. pure lust was something getou hadn’t felt in years. he chalked it up to a spike in testosterone, he wasn’t used to a woman being in his house. getou wouldn’t try to lie to himself though, he had always been attracted to you, and even in love with you at one point in time. that side of him was dead, he knew that, but it still didn’t take away from the fact that he had little control over his impulses in your presence.

the tall man made his way out of the master bedroom, surprised to see that you were already awake and making breakfast in the kitchen. getou stopped to lean on the entryway wall, waiting for you to notice him. you were deep in thought while whisking eggs in a bowl, waiting for the skillet to heat up.

“making enough for two?” you jumped at the sound of getou’s deep voice breaking through the silence. you turned your neck sharply, angry at the man for sneaking up on you. the bitter words that you planned to throw at him died in your mouth. getou stood tall in the entryway, his black sleep robe tied loosely at the waist— revealing a large portion of his marble chest. his hair was loose and messy, it was clear to you that the man had just rolled out of bed.

you dismissed your thoughts, narrowing your eyes on him, “how long have you been standing there?” the corner of his lips lifted, “long enough.” you rolled your eyes at this casual demeanor, “well to answer your question, no. i did not make enough for two.” you dumped the contents out of the pan and onto a small plate, “why would i cook for my captor?” it was getou’s turn to roll his eyes, “captor? here i thought we were friends.”

you lifted yourself to sit on the countertop to enjoy your breakfast, not bothering to respond to getou’s remark. the dark haired man sauntered across the kitchen, his back faced you as he reheated the stove on the kitchen island. you hadn’t realized just how hungry you were until your plate was completely cleared and your stomach was full. you sat the plate down next to your side, as getou turned to face you keeping an air of casualness about him as he leaned against the island.

“i’m glad you ate a good breakfast because you’ll be training with me today.” your brow furrowed at the bluntness of his tone, not understanding his meaning. “training? what do you mean training?” that same sly grin returned to getou’s face, “well if you going to be of service to me and my cause, you’ll need to be able to cultivate your cursed energy much more efficiently than you currently are.”

you scoffed, leaning back on your palms. the countertop felt cool to the touch, while heat rose to your cheeks. you could sense an argument coming but you couldn’t help but feel defensive, “and what makes you think that i have any interest in joining your cause? gojo will be finding this secret realm soon enough, and you and your cause will be completely dismantled from the bottom up.” you said matching getou’s smug attitude.

the playful grin disappeared from getou’s face, being replaced with an ominous blank expression. the man slowly moved closer to the countertop where you sat, closing the distance between the two of you. even being sat up high off the ground, getou’s frame still dwarfed yours. getou didn’t speak until his face was just inches from yours, “silly girl. don’t you understand that i’m counting on gojo coming here to rescue his precious little girlfriend? that’s all a part of the bigger picture.” your eyes wided at his words. his gaze was hard on yours, never relenting. “see, satoru’s power of jujutsu will be rendered useless in this realm, i created this place just for that purpose.”

red hot anger filled your bloodstream, “how long have you been planning this getou?” the man leaned in so close, causing you to lean back as he placed a hand on the counter behind you. your anger was quickly replaced with fear while getou spoke slowly in your ear, “for quite a while actually, but you see it wasn't as easy as you think, i had to learn your habits and day-to-day routine to be able to capture you while no one else was around.”

you didn’t move a muscle. getou could sense your tenseness causing him to chuckle in your ear, “yes, i saw how you spent most nights at your boyfriends house and i also saw how much you frequented that beach we used to go to so much, all those years ago.” you sucked in a tight breath at his mention of the beach, “does gojo know of your visits to the beach? does he know how you secretly go there hoping to relive your memories of me?”

you quickly turned to meet his gaze, “i don’t-“ getou cut you off, knowing that you would deny his claim. “right of course, i’m dead to you and gojo is the person you use as a placeholder in my absence.” getou had always been able to read you better than anyone else, and you hated him for it. your voice was laced with venom as you spoke, “just how important do you think you are to my life?” the corners of getou’s mouth lifted upwards at your question, “i think i am just as important to you, as you are to me.”

your eyes glazed over at his response, his words sent your brain into overdrive. does that mean i’m important to him? you thought. a sense of accomplishment washed over the man at your lack of response. getou didn’t relent, he moved to stand up straight, drawing you out of your thoughts as he looked at you dead on, “since we’re on the subject of satoru, why don’t you tell me why your beloved preferred to keep you in a state of mediocrity? your better half is the most powerful sorcerer in the jujutsu world yet your skills are severely lackluster.”

your stare hardened on getou. your anger returned once more, “believe it or not, but me and gojo don’t make jujutsu the centerpoint of our relationship.” getou crossed his arms, “no of course not, the centerpoint of your relationship is sucking saturo’s cock a couple times a week and following it up with some unfulfilling sex. right?”

without thinking your hand connected to his cheek with a loud smack. the slap echoed through the quiet kitchen, getou’s eyes widened in surprise.

the air grew thick between the two of you. you held your breath tightly as getou grabbed your wrist, yanking your body off the countertop. the man forcefully pulled your body forward, resulting in your chest flush against his. getou looked down on you with dark eyes, “do that again and i might decide you aren’t worth the trouble and kill you where you stand.” getou turned away swiftly, “your training begins in thirty minutes, you will serve my cause or you and your little boyfriend will die. your choice.” without another word getou was gone, leaving you alone to ruminate over the recent events in confusion.

getou’s anger had significantly subsided once he was standing alone in the training room. he almost felt regretful for speaking to you with such harsh words; but the man was much too proud to apologize. the padded floor provided cushion beneath his feet, rooting him back into a sound mind. the large room was dimly lit, getou watched the shadows move across his face in the mirror that covered the wall as he wrapped his hands in gauze, preparing himself for the training session.

you still felt dazed from your conversation with getou as you shyly entered the room. you weren’t sure what to expect out of this impromptu training session. you slapped getou, and you knew that was something he wouldn’t let go of easily. you attempted to mentally brace yourself for whatever might come next as you came to stand behind the man who looked at you through the mirror with an unimpressed expression.

getou tied the last of the gauze together, turning around to face you. he seemed broader than usual in his casual athletic clothing. the sleeves of getou’s white shirt were rolled up, revealing his veiny forearms. the veins became more apparent when getou flexed his hands, testing the integrity of the gauze wrapping. his eyes stayed down as he spoke, “glad to see you made it on time, we’ll start by you showing me just how much cursed energy you possess.”

you chewed your bottom lip listening to his words, it had been years since you had properly trained. you only called upon your cursed energy when it was strictly necessary. getou finally looked up to take in the sight of you, he tried to conceal how his breath hitched in his throat at the clear sight of your anxious expression.

“when was the last time that you had a real training session?” getou was genuinely curious, you seemed to be a much stronger sorcerer when the two of you were close. he was surprised to have found you completely incapacitated by the grade three cursed spirit in the lavender field, you used to take on grade two spirits with no problem at all.

your feet shifted as you tried to think back to the last time you exercised your technique just for practice. you crossed your arms over your chest as you spoke, “well, i wasn’t lying about what i said earlier. jujutsu isn’t a focal point of mine and gojo’s relationship.. and well, i never really need to use my own cursed energy if he’s around..” you trailed off.

getou still looked unamused, “that wasn’t my question. when was the last time you trained?” your gaze shifted to your feet, “before you left.” you spit the words out so quickly it took getou a moment to process their meaning. a concerned look fell upon getou’s face, “that was years ago. you mean to tell me you haven’t practiced since then? you know how important it is for a sorcerer's skills to stay fine tuned.”

you rolled your eyes at his comment, you had no intentions of keeping your skills finely tuned after getou turned. seeing the person you trusted most, so massively miss use their jujutsu made you question just how good being a sorcerer was for the collective. whereas getou thought the world would be a better place without non-sorcerer’s, you questioned if the world would be a better place if the opposite happened. you didn’t see much good coming to the world from jujutsu sorcerer’s. you saw first hand how sorcerer’s could use their powers to benefit no one but themselves, getou was the perfect example of one of these selfish sorcerer’s.

you finally looked up to meet the man’s gaze, “am i here to train? or am i here to listen to how important it is?” getou’s eyes narrowed on you as he turned his head in warning, “tch..careful.” the man circled your body with a scrutinizing glare. “let’s begin. call upon your cursed energy.” you almost laughed, “i can’t do that on command, i have to be threatened to call upon my energy.”

getou stopped short behind you, “you can’t summon your cursed energy on command? you’re weaker than i thought.” getou moved in closer to grab your shoulder, as he spoke softly into your hair. “guess i’ll have to pull it out of you then.” you didn’t have time to try to decode the meaning behind his words before he quickly made his way around your body, moving into a fighting stance.

a sinister smile stretched across getou’s face, “don’t worry, i’ll stick to hand to hand combat. for now.” you raised your fists just below eye level waiting for getou to make his move. getou moved quickly, stepping into your space before he swung. you luckily deflected the blow, only to realize it was a dummy swing when his other hand slapped the side of your head. getou sucked his teeth, “never take your eyes off your opponent.” the words irritated you, you switched to a defensive approach, grunting as you swung your fist at the mans face.

getou easily evaded your fist, laughing as he kicked his foot out to knock you onto your back. the padded floors broke your fall, but that didn’t stop the pure rage that began to rise deep inside you. you let out an angry grunt as you laid out on the floor. getou reached a hand out to help you up, you used this as an opportunity to get the upper hand on him. you gripped his hand, forcefully pulling him down to the floor. you quickly wrapped your legs around getou’s waist, flipping yourself on top of him.

pride swelled in your chest at the sight of the man pinned down beneath your weight. a playful grin pulled at the side of getou’s mouth as he looked up at you, “i love a woman who can take charge.” your eyes narrowed on him in annoyance, you opened your mouth to speak but you were quickly cut off. getou swiftly flipped you back onto the padded floor, his hips were wedged between your legs as he pinned your wrists above your head. “but i think i like you better like this.”

you ignored the heat that formed between your legs as you tried to escape the compromising position getou put you in. getou pushed his weight down on you harder preventing your escape, “you should know that you can’t over power me physically, but you can summon your cursed energy at any time .”

as if in response to getou’s words, cursed energy moved through your body, flowing to the palms of your hands. getou’s deep voice sounded off above you, “ah.. there you go.” you looked up at the man in confusion, “i can feel it too.” he said, picking up on your thoughts. you could only stare back at getou, in awe of the fact that he could feel the cursed energy flowing through your veins. you had never known of any sorcerer that could feel another’s cursed energy before expelling it.

without thinking words slipped from your lips, “can you pick up on everyone’s cursed energy?” getou’s eyes glazed over in deep thought. a beat passed before he spoke, “just yours.” getou released you from his hold, moving to stand above you. “i think that’s enough for today. we’ll train again tomorrow.” that was all he said before he quickly exited the room.

sleep was hard to come by that night, you tossed and turned for what felt like hours. your mind was racing and you couldn’t slow it down. you thought about what gojo might have been doing in that moment, and if he was close to finding you. you almost felt bad for how fast your train of thought moved onto the training exercise you had earlier in the day. you thought back on the sensation of getou’s body pressing down on your’s, the way his hips were settled between your parted legs.

you could almost feel the weight of his hands pinning your wrists above your head once more. you stared at the wall, trying to break the pattern your thoughts were forming but your cunt had already grown needy. you pressed your thighs together trying to ignore the wetness growing between your legs at the thought of getou entered your mind once more. you couldn’t believe that you were having such inappropriate thoughts about a man that you could never see eye to eye with. what would gojo think? he was probably scouring every realm known to man in search of you, while you were one room away from getou, thinking disgusting thoughts of him.

you huffed in defeat, pulling the covers off your body. you shimmied off your sleep shorts, and quickly moved your hands up your big shirt to play with your nipples. you clamped your mouth shut, careful to not make any noise in fear of getou hearing you through the walls. your body temperature steadily rose as you toyed with your breasts. you moved to lift the shirt up allowing the cool air to hit your skin, making your nipples hard.

you accidentally let a moan escape your lips when your fingers met your clit. you prayed that getou was in a deep sleep in the next room over, but your motions didn’t relent. your back arched off the bed as you pictured getou in your minds eye. in your head it was getou who was playing with your tits and working your clit into oblivion.

unbeknownst to you, getou did hear your soft moans coming through the walls. the initial shock of hearing your pretty sounds quickly wore off as getou’s cock grew hard in his sweatpants. oh how he wished that it was him in your bed invoking soft moans from your lips. getou quietly moved from the bed to lean against the wall that your room was on the other side of. getou could tell that you were trying your best to conceal your moans as he pressed his ear against the wall. the man closed his eyes and pictured your body beneath his as he freed his cock from his pants, quickly stroking himself to the mental image.

you bit down on your lips as you inserted two fingers into your wet cunt, doing your best to pretend that it was getou’s long fingers entering you instead of your own. you could feel your orgasm pooling in the bottom of your stomach, thinking of getou’s deep voice speaking into your ear, telling you how good of a girl you were being for him. your orgasm hit you so hard that you didn’t realize that you let getou’s name slip past your lips as your walls contracted around your fingers.

getou’s eyes went wide at the sound of your pretty voice moaning his name, he had to cover his mouth with one hand as the came hard into the other. he thought he had to be hearing things, there was no way you felt the same level of attraction for him as he did you.

sleep surrounded you quickly after you reached your orgasm, but getou was still wide awake on the other side of the wall. the man was deep in thought, he knew he couldn’t allow his old feelings towards you to return, it would ruin his plan. the plan that was years in the making. getou kept trying to tell himself that what he felt for you was sexual attraction and nothing more, but even he didn’t fully believe it.

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credit: mappa

a kirschtein holiday

jean x reader

tags: // general smutt //overstimulation// masterbation // use of good girl // curse words // nipple play // fluff

word count: 2k

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“i’ve been thinking about you all day”

you blushed at the sound of jean’s voice coming through the other side of the phone.

you audibly sighed into the device. you missed jean so much, it was hard being away from him especially when you were lying in bed at night without his warm body next to yours.

you were back home visiting family for the holidays while jean stayed behind in the city. “i’ve been thinking about you too actually, even being around my family doesn’t keep me from missing you.” you said as you stared at the sun drenched ceiling of your childhood bedroom, the blinds on your window casting a shadow onto the surface.

a beat passed before jean’s voice came through the phone again, “say the word baby, and i’ll be on the first flight out to you.”

you shot up from the bed, you felt like electricity was pumping through your veins as the warm sensation of hope filled your chest. “don’t say things you don’t mean jean, i mean it. don’t get my hopes up.”

you could hear jean speaking through the smile that was plastered on his face, “oh i mean it, all you have to do is say the word princess, your wish is my command.”

the warm sensation in your chest spread throughout your whole body, you tried to conceal your tone not wanting to sound too excited, “but what about my family? are you sure you’re ready to meet them?”

“i’m ready if you are, princess.”

———

later that evening, you noticed snow beginning to fall outside of your family’s dining room window. your mother and father were in a deep conversation over the neighbor's dog, while your grandmother was trying to explain the new bill that just passed congress to your hard hearing grandfather after finishing your mothers famous casserole. you disregarded your plate as you moved towards the window to take in the view, the snow looked so beautiful falling against the christmas decorations in the front yard, the powder white snow perfectly blanketed the red and green lights that lined the driveway.

your breath hitched in your throat when you saw a yellow taxi cab pull into the drive, you tried to bury the giddy feeling that was rising in your stomach, knowing exactly who was inside the vehicle.

you felt kind of creepy, just blatantly staring out the window but you couldn’t peel your gaze away when you saw jean’s tall frame exit the vehicle. he was dressed as dapper as ever, fitting for the freezing temperatures wearing a white button down shirt and slacks with a long wool coat on top. you could tell he left directly from work to catch his flight. you also took notice of the red poinsettia flowers and the bottle of wine that jean had in hand as he made his way to the front door.

your excitement rose to the surface when the doorbell rang, “i’ll get it!” you said as you raced to the front door.

jean smiled down at you fondly when you flung the door open, “hey-“ you didn’t give him a moment to speak, you immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, taking him into a tight embrace.

jean hummed in your ear, “huh, guess you really did miss me.” he said as he placed a kiss into your hair.

“well hello there! you must be jean.” you released your boyfriend from your embrace at the sound of your mother’s voice.

jean attempted to readjust himself, having almost dropped the items in his hands from you pouncing on him. “yes ma’am, and it is a pleasure to meet you. i’m sorry for being late, it turned out to be quite a challenge finding a good bottle of wine inside the airport.”

your mother laughed as she took the items off of jean’s hands, “please come in, you must be freezing out here.”

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you were originally very nervous about how jean meeting your family would go, but it turns out your family just might like your boyfriend more than yourself. you were actually impressed with how jean was able to strike up a conversation with your typically reserved father.

there must be something in the wine. you thought as the two men cackled at each other's jokes.

the anxiety you felt before jean met your family completely melted away as you watched the scene play out before you.

your mother passed you a plate of pie as she took a seat next to you, “this one might be a keeper. he somehow broke your father out of his shell, if he successfully did that then.. well he must be a keeper.”

you blushed, still watching jean fraternize with your father and now grandfather.

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your heart deflated a little when your mother broke the news that you and jean would have to sleep in separate rooms, she didn’t care how old you are now, there would be no “hanky panky” under her roof.

jesus christ.

jean placed a kiss upon your forehead before entering the guest bedroom for the night.

you pouted when he pulled away, missing the feeling of his lips on your skin. jeans hand gripped your waist while his tall frame loomed over yours looking down on your face intently, “i’ll see you in the morning.” his whisper of words caressed your ears sweetly, while the deepness of his voice compelled your pussy to grow wet. you instinctively pressed your thighs together in an attempt to push those feelings away, the last thing you needed was to get yourself all hot and bothered while you were home for the holidays. being horny in your parents house just felt completely wrong on all levels.

“okay, see you tomorrow.” you said as you quickly entered your room directly next to jean’s.

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you tossed and turned in bed for what felt like hours before you let out a huff of breath, abandoning the idea of sleep. you felt too pent up, you just wanted jean’s hands on your body but even if you were brave enough to disobey your mothers demand, you figured jean must’ve been asleep already.

conceding to your body’s needs, you flopped onto your back. you couldn’t believe that you were about to masterbate in your parents house all while imagining your boyfriend working your clit in the most heavenly way possible, the way only he can.

you slipped your sleep shorts off, discarding them on the floor and began to rub soft circles on your clit while snaking a free hand up your shirt to tease your already hard nipples. all thoughts evaporated from your mind as your hips began to instinctively roll against your hand, you picked up your pace against your throbbing clit. the temperature seemed to rise as warmth washed over your body, your mouth hung open as you panted heavily from pleasure.

your eyes went wide when you accidentally let a soft moan escape your lips, you were too lust drunk to stop your ministrations on your swollen clit, so you used your free hand to cover your mouth in an attempt to muffle the sweet sounds flowing from it.

jean was wide awake, staring at the snow falling past his window, he already had a hard time sleeping without you, and knowing that you were just one room away somehow made it even harder. jean’s mind was filled with thoughts of you and your body, wishing that he could palm your soft tits as your nipples grew hard under his touch, while fucking you so slowly that your body ached from ecstasy. jean pictured your form perfectly in his mind's eye, squirming and writhing under his touch.

jean’s gaze moved to the tent that his hard cock made in the fabric of his sleep pants. he sighed, not wanting to act on his horny thoughts by jacking off to the thought of his girlfriend that was probably fast asleep just one room over.

jean was stunned when his ears picked up on the sound of your sweet moan coming from the other side of the wall, he held his breath for a moment trying to listen closer, thinking that maybe he was hearing things. a beat passed, and your voice was heard once again, though much quieter this time.

whimpers fell from your mouth, now that your hand was not there to prevent it. you were so lost in the moment from both of your hands being put to use, one hand worked circles fervently on your clit while the other pounded your g spot. you didn’t even notice the sounds leaving your mouth, your eyes were clamped shut picturing it was jean going to work on your cunt instead of own hands.

you were so lost in pleasure that you didn’t hear jean stealthy enter the room. his broad frame towered over you at the end of the bed, watching you in complete awe as your hands vigorously worked your beautiful soaking cunt.

jean was grateful that your eyes were still closed as your cunt began to quiver around your fingers.

you quietly whimpered jean’s name over and over as you came, your body shook still picturing him in your brain.

a deep voice broke through the silence, “i’m right here baby.” you gasped when your gaze met jean’s, noticing his hard cock poking through his pants, just begging to be let out of the prison of fabric that it was encased in. “you look so pretty like this, i didn’t want to interrupt you.” he said with lust filled eyes.

you simultaneously felt relieved by jean’s presence, while also feeling much more needy now that he was standing before you. tears pricked your eyes at the sight of the beautiful man admiring your naked body from above you.

your body too cried out for his touch, “please” you whispered, “i need you, now.”

jean didn’t waste a second, seeing you in this state could almost make him cum on the spot, he loved seeing you all needy and strung out. jean settled between your already parted legs as he cupped your face, “goddamn i’ve missed you so much.” he didn’t allow you time to respond, jean’s lips immediately locked onto yours initiating a long overdue kiss.

you moaned into your boyfriends mouth when his large hand palmed your sensitive breast, jean’s body responded to the sweet sound by rubbing his clothed cock over your overstimulated clit.

the motion sent shockwaves through your body, you couldn’t help but scream into his mouth.

jean broke the kiss to place a palm over your mouth, as he still grinded himself against your soaking wet cunt.

“shh shh shh… i know baby, i know. be a good girl, and stay quiet for me. okay?”

you nodded your head, as you stifled another whine when his free hand rolled your nipple between his fingers.

your overstimulated cunt was crying out for jean’s cock, your hips bucked against his clothed length, causing his cock to twitch at the motion. jean leaned down to place a sweet kiss on top of the hand that was covering your mouth, “mm.. gonna be a good girl and take all of my cock without making a peep? hm?” a single tear slid across your cheek, you felt like your body was about to combust waiting for jean to take you, you nodded your head in affirmation.

jean’s cock sprung up, after being freed from the tight confines of his pants. the tip of his cock glistened with pre cum as he kept one hand over your mouth, and used the other to grip your waist tightly while he sheathed himself fully into your swollen cunt.

your mouth gaped open under jean’s hand as your back arched off of the mattress, your pussy was already fluttering around his length while the tip of his cock pounded the spongy material that was your g spot.

jean wished that he could hear all of your sweet whimpers that his cock elicited from your mouth, but he couldn’t risk waking up the rest of the house if he removed his hand.

jean leaned down, placing an open mouth kiss on your tender neck while quietly moaning into your ear as he pumped deep inside of your core,

“mm. such a good girl, your doing so good for me.”

more overstimulated tears streamed across your face, as jean’s cock forced a second orgasm from your pussy. jean moaned into your neck again at the feeling of your cunt fluttering around his cock, causing him to cum deep inside you.

your hands raked through his hair while the both of you rode out your orgasms. jean’s hand left your mouth, and was replaced with a long languid kiss.

you both cringed when jean unsheathed himself from your tired cunt, he reached his hand up to cup your face again while his thumb traced circles over the tear streaked flesh, “i love you so much.” he said with a smile, as he placed a loving kiss on your forehead.

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“so did you sleep well in the guest bedroom jean? it can get a little drafty in there during this time of year.” your eyes went wide at your fathers question during breakfast.

“oh it wasn’t drafty at all, i was actually quite warm last night, i slept like a baby.” jean said with a smile as his gaze moved to you, “what about you babe? how’d you sleep last night?”

asshole.

you immediately changed the subject, “the christmas tree really looks great this year mom, good job.”

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a/n: i just made a kofi you can get to it here or in my masterlist thanks for your support love y’all x

art credit: pwkj_cos on twitter

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the lyrics to the outro song of aot s4 part 2