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Okay but friend Jaehyun walks in on you masturbating and asks if you need some help ;)

––angel; 1.4k;

jaehyun swore he wasn’t going to come in, but you hadn’t even bothered to shut the door fully. he bites back a soft gasp at the sight of you on your bed, legs spread wide as you work your fingers in and out of your core.

he swore he was just going to let it go and walk away, but he couldn’t stop fixating on every single noise that left those pretty lips of yours. your moans are soft, muted whimpers sending jolts of arousal down to his stirring cock.

he swore he was going to pretend it never happened, but when you mewl his name softly, your head dipping back, something in him snaps and he’s pushing open your door, stepping into the room. you gasp, legs immediately closing as you pull your fingers out, cheeks flaring red. jaehyun swears his ears are burning, knows how wrong it is to be doing this, but one more glance at your pretty eyes, pupils blown wide with desperation, and he’s losing control.

“you know, i was watching for a while,” he finally says, voice thick, and your eyes widen.

“oh, my god.” you groan, hiding your face in your hands. his eyes trail to the two fingers you had inside of you and how they’re now resting on your cheek, and he can’t help but think about trailing his tongue up the subtle trail of slick, about sucking your glistening fingers into his mouth, about spreading your legs wide and fucking you open nice and deep– “jaehyun?” you’d ask softly, nervously, and he’d snap back to reality, eyes trained on your lips because god, his name had never sounded so beautiful. “i asked how much you heard.”

“i heard you cry out for me,” he breathes, taking a daring step closer. “heard you whining, moaning, whimpering. god, you sound beautiful.”

“jaehyun,” you whisper, shocked by his boldness, and he steps closer, running a hand through his hair.

“you do,” he insists. “like an angel.” he steps closer, and your knees fall apart slightly, revealing just a glimpse of your core, and oh– “all that for me? just the thought of me?”

“i–um,” you stammer, and his knees brush against the foot of the bed as he takes another step closer.

“don’t be shy,” he urges, climbing onto the bed and sitting in front of your closed legs. “tell me.”

“yes,” you admit breathlessly, and your confession hangs in the air between you, the tension thickening. “it’s for you.”

“if you want me,” jaehyun starts, reaching a hand out tentatively to cup your knee. at your lack of protest, he places his other hand on your other knee, spreading your legs gently. there’s absolutely no resistance from your end, your eyes watching him intently as he kneels between your legs. “you just have to ask.”

“please, jaehyun?” the words slip out immediately, and even you look shocked. “please touch me.”

“of course,” he coos sweetly at you, because who could deny you anything when you ask so prettily like that? he trails his fingers down your clothed stomach, drawing circles into your smooth skin, before the digits arrive at your mound. he leans down, presses a soft kiss to the skin, and could almost come right there when you shift, keening softly. “can i?” he asks, fingers ghosting up your slit. the tip of his index finger brushes your clit, and you jolt, a stifled whine leaving you. he groans inwardly as he realizes you must have been touching yourself long before he started watching if you were this sensitive from a little bump.

“please,” you breathe, and he doesn’t need anything more than that, fingers tentatively slipping between your folds, collecting your arousal on his fingers. you hum contently, and he looks up at you, pushing two fingers into you slowly and watching your reaction. he observes your expression change from shock to utter bliss, and his chest swells with pride as he starts to move his fingers inside of you slowly. “oh, god,” you whimper, throwing an arm over your face.

“no, no, don’t do that,” he insists gently, moving up to bring your arm away from your face. “i wanna see you…wanna hear you. you’re so beautiful–everything about you is so beautiful.”

“jaehyun,” you whine, and he could swear he’d lost his mind. he throws caution to the wind and leans down, gently pressing his lips against yours. your back arches into his chest, and he pulls back slightly, looking at your expression. your eyes are closed, and there’s a soft smile on your lips, and he realizes that he doesn’t know just how long he’s waited for this moment. he bites his lip before leaning back in, pressing his lips to yours more insistently. your lips mold together like they were made for each other, and he speeds up his pace subconsciously, eyes widening when you gasp into his mouth.

“perfect,” he whispers, scared that if he speaks just a decibel higher, he’d ruin whatever miracle is taking place. he curls his fingers inside of you, pushing deeper, and your hips lift up off of the bed, your head pressing back into the pillows. “so perfect.”

“just like that,” you encourage him, voice sweet, and he holds back a whimper. “a little harder,” you request softly, and he licks his suddenly dry lips, as he obliges, fingers pressing into you insistently.

“you like that?” he asks, and you nod, arms looping around his neck and pulling his face closer to yours. he thinks he would die the happiest man right now, with someone so beautiful, so ethereal, so out of this world moaning so beautifully for him. “good.” he murmurs, eyes looking down to where his fingers are slipping in and out of you.

“oh–jaehyun,” you moan, and he has to squeeze his eyes shut, trying to bathe in the sound of you moaning his name, trying to etch the soundwaves into his eardrums. “i’m close,” you whimper, and he leans down to kiss you, reverent presses of his lips against your skin.

“come for me, angel.” he urges you tenderly, stroking your walls and pressing into your g-spot. your back arches again, your hips lifting off the bed as a series of broken gasps and soft mewls of his name tumble from your lips. he’s so wrapped up in the sheer beauty of your climax that he doesn’t stop touching you, fingers moving purposefully inside of you. your walls flex, tightening around his two digits, and he finally lets a groan slip out, unable to stop thinking about how if you were this tight around two of his fingers, how impossibly tight you would be with your walls wrapped around his cock–which, he notes, is throbbing almost painfully.

“stop,” you gasp, pushing at his hand, and he pulls his fingers out immediately, sitting up and watching you as you catch your breath. the air is thick between the two of you, and jaehyun can’t help but wonder if you’re feeling just as awkward as he is now. you break the silence, clearing your throat before mumbling, “i–um. thank you.”

“you’re welcome,” he answers quietly, eyes drifting from your face to his wet fingers. curiously, he presses them together and pulls them apart, eyes almost rolling back in his head as he observes the clear string of fluids connecting them. he wants nothing more than to slip his fingers into his mouth, to taste you, but he refrains, thinking the gesture too lewd for a moment like this.

“i’ll, um…i’ll go,” he mutters hastily, standing up and turning to walk towards the door. with his back turned to you, he takes the opportunity to suck his fingers clean, his free hand immediately squeezing his length to relieve some of the arousal. you taste amazing, he notes in his head, and mourns the opportunity to experience that firsthand as he pulls his fingers from his mouth and brings them to the doorknob.

“jaehyun?” you call softly, and he stills, hand still on the knob. he turns to face you, and you look nervous all over again, smiling anxiously, and he wishes he could cup your cheeks and kiss the nerves from your system. “what–” your voice comes out as an endearing squeak, and you clear your throat and try again. “what about you?”

“what about me?” he asks slowly, incredulously, sure he’s getting ahead of himself.

“i mean…your fingers aren’t the only thing i’ve been thinking about lately,” you point out nervously, with a pointed glance at the imprint of his length in his sweats. the dam of self-restraint snaps, and jaehyun’s turning around fully, walking back over to your bed and returning to his position on top of you.

“oh, angel,” he moans desperately, freeing his length from its confines and pushing into you slowly. “oh, angel.”

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Pairing : demon!Jaehyun x fem!reader.

Genre : demon!au / yandere-ish!au / fluff, angst, mature content.

Warnings : This is not what a normal loving relationship is like, this is a work of fiction. fingering (fem. receiving) unprotected sex (kids, please be smart) coming inside. non sexual choking. mention of deaths. explicit (kind of, it’s pretty soft) and non explicit deaths. blood. alcohol consumption. mention of drugs. manipulation. toxic relationship.

Word count : +10.1k.

Plot : Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian demon. His methods are often more violent, but they are more straight forward. What does he have that the regular guardians don’t ? An obsession. You.

You didn’t think being assigned to a demon was a simple mistake, do you ?

A/N : This is part of the Halloween collab made by the incredible @neo-cult-ure. We had to choose a song, mine is Kill for you by Zolita.

Taglist : @plump-peach / @crtznstuff / @kriselynne / @yourmagnanimousholiness / @soothingjae / @peachjaem00 / @chanslaptopp / @luvlyjaemin / @jeongyoonohs / @junghoe / @nakayutasama / @ddaawwnn7

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The Exhibition (M)

pairing: jaebeom x you (ft. jinyoung)

genre: photographer!au, smut, romance, one-shot

synopsis: You are starved for inspiration as a photography student. When visiting the anonymous photographer “Defsoul’s” exhibit you meet a like-minded boy who gives you that spark. Only you didn’t expect the night to pan out exactly as it did.

word count: 7.8k

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A Little More of You (m)

Johnny Suh x Fem Reader

Genre: Smut/College AU/Tiny bit of angst/Friends with Benefits to Lovers???

Word Count: 8.7k

Warnings: Cannabis drug use, alcohol consumption, profanity, implied one night stand, oral sex (male & fem giving/receiving), hand job, fingering, Johnny’s massive cock, spanking, impact play, squirting, implied public sex, overstimulation, creaming, marking, mentions of angsty past break up, pet names like Princess and baby girl

A/N: Part of a Mini Series, spin off from an angsty Johnny timestamp. well this is how they met! and the series will continue.

Girl meets boy, they have some sexy fun, but as always emotions and feelings gets involved and things get confusing. Then another sweet boy comes along and confesses and now who do you choose?

Taglist: @skyisfull @yixing-jaehyun @keonaforever21 @kpopscape @nct-writers

It was the beginning of your sophomore year of University and you were more than ready to meet new friends and possibly go to some college parties. You had spent freshman year being a total nerd, mainly hanging out with your friends in each other’s dorms and had just heard about the crazy parties some of your more extroverted friends went to. Especially with what happened over the summer you were so ready to mingle and get over your ex. That relationship of 6 months didn’t end well. You basically spent the summer crying yourself to sleep and staying in bed, binge watching anything Netflix had to offer. Korean dramas didn’t help because it just showed you all the amazing romantic men that didn’t exist in real life and reminded you that your ex was an asshole.

“Y/N, you need to come with us to these international parties so you can meet some new guys and forget about your dumb ex!” Your friends kept telling you. Normally, you would make up some excuse not to. Large crowds and a bunch of people you don’t know, who most likely will be drunk, did not sound appealing in any way but the desire to get your mind off your break up pushed you in the party direction.

Honestly, deep down you knew you deserved better but you couldn’t help wallowing in the pain. He was your first college boyfriend and you had started off as friends, somehow ending up dating each other. He was your first for a lot of things, you even lost your virginity to him. You weren’t in love but you definitely felt like you were close and without any real reason, he broke up with you. It wasn’t the fact he ended the relationship, it was more so about HOW he did it. Everything was fine and then when summer started, everyone went back home like most college kids do. You even visited his home and met his parents and everything. However, after a few weeks into the summer he slowly stopped responding to your messages, texts and phone calls. At one point, you were so worried that he was in an accident and in a coma or some shit. It drove you insane and you felt like a crazy person. Finally one day you called his parents house and his mom answered, she actually adored you and it seemed she either had no idea or wasn’t going to get involved. She said he wasn’t at home and she would tell him you called when he was back. That’s when you knew he was perfectly healthy and not in a coma and was simply completely ignoring you. The fucking asshole had the audacity to ghost you after dating for 6 months??

When your circle of friends found out what he did, he was blacklisted from all those circles of friends. Which was also why these parties would be a haven, because he definitely wouldn’t be there. Time to meet a handsome stranger to make out with was the goal of the night and you ended up with something a lot more than that.

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One big house, full of bad bitches | Johnny Suh

▸ Johnny x reader ▸ Fluff, Angst, Smut, Witch au, Ghost Johnny ▸ HALLOWEEN SERIES: 127 HOUSE ▸ 1/5 for NEOHALLOWEEN writing festival hosted by @nct-writers

Summary: After Johnny’s death and your little witch play, All Hallows Eve is the one night of the year where the spirits of the dead can return to Earth. But for you and Johnny, Halloween is like hearts day. This is the only time he can spend time with you.

Word count: 7k

Warnings: Description of murder right after the cut, blood, Major character death, witchcraft, mentions of palm reading, unprotected sex, mentions of blood, mentions of knives, swearing, mentions of other idols, fingering, depression

A/N: Pure fiction and made everything up. Witches are true, I’m well aware. And so I would rather made up things than putting informations I’m not confident with. Inspired by American Horror Stories, my fave. For me this isn’t a happy ending, but idk with you maybe it is for you? Also I changed the banner from the teaser HEHEHEHe, word in italics are Johnny’s.

Taglist: @angel-suh @floweringtheflowers @huangxx @bumblebeenct @chocolattees (if I happen to forgot you, I’m sorry! But these names are on my list. Thank you!)

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125 ft

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut, exes to lovers

warnings: 18+, language, dirty talk, cheating (?), public fingering, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected sex

word count: 6,300+

summary: when you agreed to meet with your ex-boyfriend after a spur of the moment rendezvous at 35,000 ft, you were set on keeping the conversation strictly verbal… then how did it become so physical?

a/n: surprise!! 35,000 ft sequel! I know a few people wanted it so here it is :) this will be the final part but i’m open to later doing drabbles for this couple. Also the title of this one refers to how many feet seoul is above sea level just FYI! enjoy and let me know what you think!

35,000 ft

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The blinking lights of the city outside your hotel’s window made you feel sick.

You had spent the last twenty minutes staring at them, hoping the city you loved so much would give you a sign of what to do, but instead you were met with silence. Nothing manifested itself into a response and looking down at the clock on your phone, you realized that you were out of time. You had to make a choice.

After you had landed, you agreed to meet Mark at your hotel’s bar for drinks. He had first suggested a place near his apartment, but you figured it would be best to keep this on your turf. Even though you didn’t really have a turf.

Staying at your hotel gave you the opportunity to say goodbye whenever you wanted and retreat back to your room without another word or glance from Mark ever again.

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hooked

characters: park sungjin x reader

word count: ~3.2k

summary: park sungjin is almost a perfect boyfriend for you…until he abruptly starts being emotionally withdrawn from you a few months into your relationship.

genre: fluff, smut

tw: mentions of anxiety, unprotected sex, slightly toxic relationship

requested by @parksungjinsfan

a/n: had tons of fun writing this really warm and cozy sungjin, thank you for the request!! tbh, i always see him as someone i’d be comfortable to share everything that’s on my mind. and i feel like he’s one of the very few people who will never judge you for your stupid mistakes but is also someone who needs to be taken care of. im blabbering too much. enjoy the story! :)

There was nothing special on the day you first met Park Sungjin. Like any other normal college student, you were able to find yourself a small circle you can trust and have fun with. Because of them, you have encountered the seemingly quiet and mysterious guy from the engineering class. He was best friends with the guy your close friend, Erin, was dating.

If first impressions last, like how they say it does, you’re fairly sure you would barely get more acquainted with a Park Sungjin. Unlike you, Sungjin is more reserved with a constant hang of serious air around him, like the type of person who barely laughs when someone makes a joke in front of him. He doesn’t always hang out with a lot of people but when he does, he’s always got an earphone dangling in one of his ears as if saying he’s only halfway present. He dresses neatly albeit casually—oftentimes in a plaid or button-down shirt and faded jeans with his dark, wavy hair falling shortly before his dark brown eyes.

He’s a pretty decent guy but not really the type you see yourself to be dating. But when you accidentally met him at the movie house alone and decided to grab dinner after, you two hit it off so smoothly. Turns out you both share the love for the book that was recently adapted onto the big screen. You two talked over dinner nonstop about the movie, how it varies against the book, the great and bad parts that were changed, the cast that played the role, the cinematography, the lines. Your exchange that night was nothing but informative and honestly, you craved more to be with him after that night so you asked him to hang out with you again. Sungjin already had a perfect proposal to invite you the second time if you didn’t ask. His mind worked extra hard trying to keep up with the conversation with you while thinking about how to ask you out for the second time at the back of his mind.

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meraki

([may-rah-kee] GREEK

(n.) to do something with your soul. Creativity, or love; to put something of yourself into your work)

word count: 8,706

pairing: jaebeom x reader

a/n: part of got7 alive fest on twitter. you may also view this on ao3! :)

“Can I buy you a drink?” you offered enthusiastically as you slide beside the man who doesn’t pay any attention to the girl on his other side. The woman glared at your boldness and stomped away when her subject instantly tilted his head to your direction. Trying to hide your own thumping heart, you smiled at his incredulous expression.

After living as a hermit for a few years and squeezing all the creative juices out of your brains onto literary masterpieces, you finally decide to venture out again to your old world. When asked for a recommendation, your agent/best friend didn’t miss a beat telling you about the upcoming party being thrown by your common friends in college—an unusual bachelor party and bridal shower in one. Hearing all the possible details from her made it sound twice more interesting and fun. Before you even knew it, you were nodding your head in excitement and confirming your attendance at the upcoming event. The timing was perfect. You had your scheduled flight earlier on the day of the party, so you could go straight there. The thought of finally seeing your college friends after five years excited you, but above all, you were yearning to see one specific person you dearly missed—Lim Jaebeom.

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𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖒𝖊 - js

𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: demon!johnny x fem!reader

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: smut, demon!johnny au, supernatural au, horror

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: mature content, oral (female receiving), corruption kink, slight impreg kink?, creampie, unprotected sex (use a condom pls!!), choking, spanking, pet names, size kink, bulge kink, some fluff if you squint

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 3.4k

⭄ basically, you let your curiosity get the best of you

𝖆/𝖓: Soooo this may or may not be my first smut. In honor of spooky szn approaching I give you demon Johnny 😈 . I love writing dark, spooky, and supernatural au’s so if you have any other requests/ideas let ya girl know. Anyway I’m going straight to hell for this so hope you enjoy!!

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Hello! Can i request an smut with Johnny? A very soft and caring school girl that actually is a very filthy girl and never stops thinking about Volleyball Player!Johnny. Thank you for taking your time, hope you're taking care 💖 Have a good day or night

seo johnny will kill you someday.

you’re absolutely sure of it as you watch him on the court, diving for the volleyball before it hits the ground. the whole auditorium breaks into applause when he’s able to get it over the net and score a point for the team.

the other team calls for a timeout, and yoojung nudges you and points to the line for snacks. “i’m gonna get a burger. want something?”

you shake your head and she leaves your side. your eyes return to johnny’s figure as he towers over his teammates, drinking from his water bottle as the coach relays the game plan for the rest of the team. you drink in the sight of him and although your friends would never know it, johnny’s got your panties soaked.

none of them know about your crush on the captain of the volleyball team, they just genuinely believe you like watching the game. they have no reason to think otherwise — you play the part of an innocent school girl very well. they have no idea that your mind swirls with thoughts about bouncing on johnny’s cock in the school’s library-

you’re taken out of your trance by the referee’s whistle. you cough when yoojung comes back, sitting down next to you.

“i heard there’s a party at jaehyun’s after this. wanna go?”

you shrug. “sure. sounds fun.”

you’ve been to a few of jaehyun’s after game parties and they’re pretty tame. jaehyun’s not exactly looking to throw a rager on a school night, he usually just wants to hang out with his friends and talk about the game.

the last few times you attended, you’ve gone with your friend, mark, who’s good friends with johnny. johnny likes to tease mark often since he’s younger and so he can watch mark flush with embarrassment.

it’s not like johnny doesn’t know who you are either — you’ve just never been close enough to hold a conversation with him. you run in the same group but you’re not as acquainted with him as your other friends.

you’re brought back to the current reality when the people next to you stand up to cheer. yoojung is one of them, tugging your arm and hauling you up from your seat. you realize that your team has won the game and you weren’t even paying attention.

johnny is rejoicing, laughing and enveloping his teammates in a large group hug.

“can you believe we won?” yoojung yells in your ear over the noise. “let’s congratulate them!”

like the rest of the crowd, you and yoojung run down the steps and flood the gymnasium floor. you’re lost in the sea of bodies and you’re surprised when johnny comes into your view.

he’s laughing with jaehyun before he realizes you’re standing there.

“good game,” you shout at him.

he chuckles, his eyes sparkling as he smiles at you.

“thanks, y/n.”

“are you coming to the party, y/n?” jaehyun asks. johnny throws him a look that you don’t catch.

“yeah! i’ll be there!”

he smirks and johnny hits his shoulder. you ignore their interaction when johnny’s gaze returns to you.

“see you there.”

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most of your friends have already arrived when you and yoojung pull up to jaehyun’s house. jihyo takes your arm and asks if you’ve finished the homework for calculus while yoojung tells you she’s going to find something to drink.

johnny’s lounging on the couch next to ten, laughing at whatever taeil has just said. you pretend to be remotely interested in what jihyo has to say, eyes focused on the leather jacket hugging johnny’s body so perfectly.

“so what do you think? study session together on thursday?”

you blink twice and return your gaze to jihyo, who is patiently waiting for your response. you clear your throat awkwardly.

“yeah! that sounds great!”

she smiles thankfully at you before excusing herself to go to the restroom. jaehyun notices you from his spot at the kitchen counter and motions for you to walk over to him.

when you approach him, he smiles fondly at you.

“you came!”

“i said i would,” you murmur, accepting the drink he offers you.

his dimples poke out as his grin never falters. his eyes flit over to where johnny is sitting.

“johnny was hoping you would come.”

“oh?” you murmur, coughing a little. you ignore the sound of jaehyun’s snicker. “why would that be?”

jaehyun is looking like the cheshire cat at this point. “take a guess. why would johnny want to hang out with a pretty girl?”

you cough again.

jaehyun turns around. “hey, johnny,” he calls out. “look who‘s here.”

johnny’s eyes practically sparkle when they land on you. he gets up to join you and jaehyun, smiling while he plays with the rim of his solo cup.

“hey, you made it!”

you laugh nervously. “yeah, i did.”

jaehyun sneaks away to leave you two alone, and you feel incredibly small underneath johnny’s heavy stare. if he notices your squirming, he doesn’t comment on it. you’ve never been left alone with johnny like this and it honestly has your heart racing. seeing him up close like this — you can feel wetness pool in your underwear.

“i noticed you come to most of our games,” he comments. you still refuse to meet his eyes. “starting to think you have a crush on jaehyun or something.”

you laugh. “jaehyun’s cute, but not my type.”

johnny raises an eyebrow. “really? what’s your type then?”

you finally stare back at him, and the smirk is evident on his face. you decide to be bold and voice your inner thoughts.

“take a guess. i wonder why a girl like me would go to every single one of the school’s volleyball games.”

your whole body is on fire and johnny hasn’t even done anything to you yet. the weight of his stare is boring into you, goosebumps rising on your arms. you desperately want to touch him but you can’t do it here. not in front of everybody.

he takes a step closer to you, and your breath hitches. he places his cup on the kitchen counter so he can wrap his arm around your waist. you gulp and lay your hand on his chest as he leans down to whisper in your ear.

“you’re not as good as you seem, are you baby?”

you blink, your eyes wandering around the room to see if anyone’s looking at you. everyone seems to be in their own little bubble — paying no regard to how johnny holds you. johnny doesn’t seem to care about anyone else, his grip tightening on you.

“answer me, baby.”

“um, i- i mean, i-“

he chuckles at your stuttering. “why don’t we go somewhere more quiet? that way i can hear you better.”

and you nod, letting him lead you to one of the spare bedrooms in the house. he shuts the door so you two have complete privacy. you awkwardly take a seat on the bed and johnny joins you, giving you a small smile.

“this is better. i’ve been waiting to talk with you alone for a long time now.”

“is that so?” you murmur, twitching nervously as he inches closer to you.

“need to tell me what you like, baby. i don’t wanna cross any boundaries.”

you take the leap. johnny’s surprised when you climb into his lap, pressing your mouth down on his. he groans and wraps his arm around your waist, holding you steady as you kiss him passionately. you break apart to whisper your desires.

“need you, daddy. i think about you all the time.” johnny practically growls at your confession, and you egg him on further. “come to those games just to see you. i imagine you taking me on the court for everyone to see.”

“fuck, baby,” he hisses. he flips you over so that he has you pinned underneath him. you squeak when you land on the pillows. “you’re just a filthy slut, aren’t you? little innocent schoolgirl just needs a big cock to make her feel better, doesn’t she?”

you whimper and nod. “need your big cock, daddy. need you to stretch out my tight hole.”

johnny makes an incoherent noise, his fingers coming up to lift up your shirt. “fuck,” he mutters, eyeing the lacy white bra you’re wearing. “you’re so fucking pretty, baby.”

he pulls down your bra to envelop his mouth on your breast and you moan, arching at his touch. his tongue circles your nipple and you shudder. he pulls away after giving a few more licks and tugs, returning to kissing you.

his fingers glide over the expanse of your thighs and you’re grateful that you opted into wearing a skirt today. it gives johnny easy access to your underwear as he runs a finger over your clothed slit. you whine and buck your hips up, begging to be touched.

“so impatient,” he hums. “been waiting a long time for me, haven’t you?”

you frantically nod. “so long, daddy.”

he smirks. “do you think about me when you’re wet, baby? finger yourself to the thought of me?”

“i always think of you, daddy. but my fingers are never enough. i think you would do a lot better.”

he grins. “let’s see.”

he pulls your underwear to the side and plays with your folds gently. you moan at his touch and he leans down to press another kiss to your lips. when he slides a finger inside your entrance, you cry against him.

“so tight, baby,” he whispers. “can barely fit my finger inside. wonder if you can take my cock.”

“i can take it, i can take it,” you quickly assure. he laughs breathily at you before pushing another finger inside, stretching out your weeping pussy. it isn’t long before he’s scissoring you, watching as your face contorts into pleasure. he fingers you for a while longer before he can’t take it anymore.

“need to eat you out, baby. you look too good,” he says, retracting his fingers and moving down the bed. he wastes no time in delving into your pussy and in the midst of his frantic state, he rips your underwear in half.

“johnny!”

he chuckles, taking a lick up your slit. “sorry, baby. got carried away.”

you completely forget about it as he sucks at your folds, his tongue greedily lapping up your juices. he eats you out so sweetly, being gentle and cautious with you while also bringing you enormous pleasure. you climax in no time, back arching as you fall apart around his tongue. you cry when the oversensitivity becomes too much and johnny pulls away. you watch with lust filled eyes as your juices drip down his chin.

he sits up and unbuckles his jeans, pulling them down and exposing his hard cock. you eyes widen at how big his length is. he’s fucking massive and you can already feel the burn in your throat at the thought of taking him.

johnny can sense what you’re thinking, running his hand up and down his shaft while you watch.

“look at how hard i am for you, baby. you always do this to me. i get so fucking hard watching you walk around in these short skirts, acting like you’re the most innocent girl. you don’t know how many times i’ve wanted to flip up your skirt and pound you until you’re crying.”

you sob. “please, daddy. want it so badly.”

he quickly flips you over, smacking your ass and watching the way your skirt bounces at the movement. you cry as he shoves your face down into the pillows, ass high up in the air. he runs the tip of his cock over your entrance and you practically salivate at the thought of taking him fully.

“want me, baby?”

“yes yes,” you blubber. “want daddy’s big cock.”

when he finally pushes into you, you whimper at the pain. he’s bigger than you imagined, and you can tell johnny’s struggling to fit inside you. “relax for me, baby,” he murmurs. “so fucking tight. what a sweet pussy.” he continues to stretch you out with his cock, and you can feel every ridge and vein digging into your walls.

“daddy, daddy,” you repeat when he bottoms out. johnny groans at the feeling, letting you get adjusted to his girth.

after the pain subsides into pleasure, you desperately buck your hips back into him.

“ready to take daddy’s cock, baby?”

“fuck me, daddy,” you beg.

he wastes no time and starts pounding into you. he wraps his fingers around your hair and pulls, making you cry at the pain. you scream as he slams into you over and over, reaching your sweet spot and sending you to cloud nine. you don’t care who hears you at this point, and you want everyone to know how well you’re taking johnny’s cock.

“feels so fucking good,” he growls, one hand digging into your hip to gain leverage on you. “pussy was made for my cock, baby.”

you can barely form a coherent sentence, babbling and chanting daddy back to him. johnny lifts you up so that your back is against his chest, and he eagerly fucks up into you while watching your expression. you imagine you look absolutely filthy — mouth wide open and eyes rolled back. he pinches your clit and you whimper.

“gonna cum for daddy, baby? gonna let everyone know how you take daddy’s big cock?” he hisses in your ear. he licks at the shell of your ear and continues whispering dirty things. “pussy’s so nice and wet for me. squeeze my cock so nicely, baby. you’ve been waiting for daddy’s big load for a long time, haven’t you?”

“y-y-yes, daddy,” you reply.

you don’t even register your orgasm until it’s finished, going limp in johnny’s arms. you’re dizzy and incoherent, but you can hear johnny speak to you.

“didn’t know you were a squirter, baby.”

your eyebrows furrow in confusion and you glance down at the sheets, completely soaked in your juices. you’ve never squirted before, and johnny can sense what’s on your mind. he still hasn’t cum yet, and his assault on your pussy is relentless as he bucks into you.

your fingers dig into his arm when the oversensitivity hits you.

“can you do it again?” he grunts. “wanna see you make a pretty little mess for me.”

the bed is flooded with your juices by the end of the night as johnny is determined to watch you fall apart over and over again on his cock.

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