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sarcasmo-mexicano · 9 months

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Jonathon Ohnn x Reader, where he catches you touching yourself 🔞

Pre-Collider Jonathon Ohnn/The Spot, f!Reader, voyeurism, masturbation

He's back home earlier than expected but didnt text or called you as to give you a surprise, its been a while since you two had a nice home-date.

Jonathon tentatively calls your name but its only greeted with silence.

"Honey?" Thats unusual, even if you were busy with something you would shout a "welcome home" from whatever room you are in. Not today it seems.

Maybe you were out running some errands? Seems unlike it, you always left a note just in case, or text him that you will be out. Maybe you /did/ text him but he didnt hear it? Jonathon is about to take his phone to call you when he hears some shuffling from your shared bedroom.

Oh, so you were home.

He makes his way to your room, the door is half open and there is light pouring from the crack between it. He is about to open it when he hears you:

"Johnny~"

His whole body freezes, hand over the handle.

"Mnhh- Johnny~"

He holds his breath, cheeks flushing.

Are you-

Are you doing what he thinks you are doing?

As to confirm his hypothesis, you let out a gasp followed by an unmistakable and rather breathless moan.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god" He chants, excited, panicked. He swallows, his throat suddenly very dry.

Carefully he leans forward, peaking through the crack of the door.

Except for the shirt -his shirt!- that you are wearing, you lay completely naked on the bed.

You have your legs spread open, two of your fingers rubbing lazy circles around your sex while you knead your breast with your hand.

He feels his face hot, blood running to his groin, easiest and fastest boner he has ever have. He's so hard that his pants are feeling uncomfortable tight already.

Not even on his wildest fantasies Jonathon thought he would be on this position, his mind is torn between the guilt and how horny he is feeling.

He should stop watching, he needs to stop but...How could he just walk away? You are the most delicious sight, you obviously have just started by the looks of it but you already are feeling so good, he can tell.

He pours one "im so sorry" after another as his hand quietly but surely grasps the bulge of his pants giving it a firm squeeze just at the same time /you/ give your tit a squeeze. You let out a moan as he bit his lip to not let out his own.

Unware of being watched, you hold your breath as you push two -oh god two already- inside your wet cunt, curling them oh so good that you gasp, mouth full open as you lift your hips just to have them deeper inside.

"Johnny-!" You call his name needely, imagining that the fingers pleasuring you are not yours but his. Long and thick fingers, that reach places your own cant. Oh God, you want him so bad. You could cum with his fingers alone. "Please-"

Jonathon sighs, taking his cock out and giving it a few pumps. What is what you want? You are calling his name so sweetly, if you only knew he was there, ready and eager to give you anything and everything you would ever need.

Your fingers go in and out of your pussy, making a delicious wet noise as you pinch your nipple, moaning at how good you are making yourself feel.

In the privacy of your mind, you imagine him over you, making you feel small but so safe, he is so much bigger than you, fuck.

You think of his hands all over your body, caressing you softly.

You want his hot mouth on your clit, sucking it as he fingers you, all while he watches you with those big brown eyes of his.

Oh, you would feel so damn good.

You want him to make you scream in pleasure, making you climax over and over again on his toungue.

"Please, Johnny-" You moan the rhytm of your fingers becoming faster, a familiar hot feeling pouring into your gut.

"What do you want baby" Jonathan whispers, a hand working on his cock as the other digs into the door frame. "Oh, just tell me what you want"

In your fantasy you can almost hear the same question, his voice low and hot that make you breathless.

There's an inch inside you, begging not- SCREAMING to be taken care of.

You bring the sleeve of his shirt to your nose, deeply breathing in the fading aroma of his cologne, submerging yourself even more into this little fantasy of yours as your fingers reach as far as they can.

Its good but not enough, you want more, you /need/ more.

"Fuck me Johnny!" You shout against your arm, nose filled with him. "Please fuck me!"

"Fuuuuuck-" He cant take it anymore.

The door of the bedroom flies open, startling you so much that you even sit straigh in the bed. A flash of color moves from the corner of your eye and before you can call his name, Jonathon is all over you, panting.

"Tell me" He says between kisses "What do you want? I will give you anything you want" You moan into the kiss, your head too foggy to think straight only to feel his hands, his erection rutting against your belly.

"Johnny?!" You manage to say after the initial shock "How long have you-"

He kiss you desperatly, his hands coming from your hips to you breast, fondle them, pinching your nipples.

You sigh, arms going around him, your fingers digging into the curls of his hair. "Please-" You cry into his ear. "Fuck me"

He lets out a shaky moan, his hand trembling as he aligns himself against your cunt before ramming it inside.

Barely letting you adjust as his size, he starts pounding you, thrusting so hard he pushes you up with each.

You scream in pleasure, digging your nails into the skin of his back.

"So-Ah! Tight!" Jonathon is breathless, focusing into filling you up. "You feel so good!" You feel one of his hand sliding between your thighs, two fingers rubbing your clit.

"Johnny-!" You cry.

You squirm at the touch, overstimulated.

The heat on your belly is reaching its limit, your body begging for realese.

You dont need to tell him, he can feel you are close because your pussy is tightening around his cock, your legs wrap around his waist holding him for dear life.

"Cum" He whimpers against your neck, the pace of his thrusts becoming more and more erratic, he is close too. "Oh God, cum!"

With a final push, you scream in pleasure, your body tensing and a moment later becoming undone. You call his name as you come until everything that comes from your lips are unintelligible sounds.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He curses, his ears picking the wet noises of your cunt as he pounds it, the little weak whimpers as you take his cock. "Im cumming! Im cumming!" His load comes hot and thick, even when your body is starting to feel limp, you still shiver at the feeling of being filled.

Jonathon grunts, holding you impossible close, his knuckles white.

He feels how you squirt into his cock, probably soaking the bed, it arouses him even more, his climax coming closer and closer.

Jonathon keeps thrusting, a little more slower this time, as he keeps cumming; Exahusted, his body collapses into yours, pinning you down.

You can feel yourself dozing off only opening your eyes when he speaks:

"Im sorry for peeping" He apologizes, nuzzling into your neck.

You chuckle, this dork you swear to god. You kiss the roof of his head, his messy hair tickling your nose. "Next time, just knock Johnny".

#the spot #jonathon ohnn #jonathan ohnn #the spot smut #the spot x reader #jonathon ohnn x reader #spiderverse smut #the spot spiderverse #to be honest i rushed the ending a little bit #i lost inspiration #but i do like it #casmo writes

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sussyxverse · 1 month

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kitty tea party

i got incredibly lazy with the colouring and it's been rotting in my ibis for so long please just take this

#im sad i didn't finish this tbh...#i lost inspiration #undertale #undertale au #sans #sans au #error sans #killer sans #something new au #cat

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astearisms · 7 months

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but it ain’t called love without a little tragedy 🍁

#my art #a love letter to betty and simon #getting to explore simon’s journey post AT finale and the nuances of his relationship with Betty has been an experience #I don’t know what’s next but we can only hope closure for them #that betty maybe learns to put herself first after putting every ounce of herself in simon #or that simon learns to let go? or both of them do #assuming we do see Betty again #i am preparing to say farewell to the series once again after the finale #thank you adventure time crew #fionna and cake #fionna and cake spoilers #simon petrikov #betty grof #petrigrof #adventure time #I forgot to mention #this animation was inspired by ‘autumn leaves’ by yves montand #but a cover of it #I was listening to the song because I wanted to learn it on an instrument #it’s a melancholy song about autumn and lost love #and as I heard the lyrics of course I instantly thought of these guys #and then I started drawing #inspiration had a strong grip on me #thank you for reading #and your support #I hope you guys have had as much fun with this show as I have #I’m grateful for it

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ihatebrainstorm · 2 months

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Late night at the ER

#would u believe me if I said this was randomly inspired by a screenshot of soldier from a team f2 fan horror film....#transformers #mtmte #maccadam #maccadams #transformers fanart #tf idw #more than meets the eye #frootertooter archive #lost light #ratchet #the wee woo wee woo guy

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multistoty · 2 years

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Open to any female muse over 21- in Josie’s med student human verse

Josie Saltzman was a cliche after all and she did not at all mind. What was the universe doing putting her in a group project with a person who could prove god existed with their long hair and high cheekbones? It was tough to not let her inside voice make a dramatic appearance as they hunched over the coffees they had ordered. And the girl was , possibly, the most beautiful creature the onyx haired Saltzman girl had ever seen walking this earth. And her study partner didn’t even seem to know it.She had no clue how beautiful she was or how brightly she shined. What was she supposed to say? That she want to be the friend she fell hopelessly in love with. The one she took into her arms and into her bed and into the private world with which was kept trapped inside her head. The one who will memorize the things she said as well as the shape of her lips when she said them. She wanted to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of the others body. Love was a real heartless bastard. This was the new world Josie wanted. Not just a girl with a beautiful heart, but a shining soul hidden in the background either. For the first time in her life, the med student was attempting to only juggle herself. No family to keep together or twin sister to keep from mayhem. This was her time to force the quiet parts of her soul become loud enough to be heard. Besides, medicine made a healthy coping of taking care of people. Her coffee stained orbs were pickpockets as they trampled over the woman and time. This was drastically more intimate than necessary. They sat on the same side of the booth close enough to feel labored breaths. Hard as she tries, the melody of their meeting runs through her mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and she doesn't think she could ever get tired of hearing it. Most people’s eyes were mirrors showing you what you wanted to see or a perfect representation of themselves. This study date had eyes like windows. Depths without lies. A vulnerability in bravery. God, had she been staring like a creepy man for that long? “You know I much prefer studying with you. My sister used to get us color coded binders and plan down to the minute. And there certainly weren’t pastries. Or a pretty girl- not that my sister isn’t pretty. God, it’s seven am and I have only drank a cup of coffee and I seem drunk.”

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mumblesplash · 6 months

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what do you mean it wasn’t supposed to be angst

#inspired by a post i saw earlier and then lost completely #they literally should have been at the club??? and that’s the whole point??????#mumbling

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niinnyu · 22 days

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Picnic time

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kissatoru · 4 months

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ughh i wanna put a bratty sub in his place so bad!! :((

i wanna make him think he’s got the upper hand until the last minute, to watch the look on his face when he realises that he’s been playing right into your hand the entire time; that every moment leading up to this was just a carefully calculated step in your plan. i want to see how he struggles to fight back once he does, how hard he tries to prove himself, not realising that if he was really the one in control, he wouldn’t need to prove it, would he? he’d just do it. yet here he is, scrambling for his place back in the driver’s seat that he was never truly in.

your giggles would interrupt him amidst his little speech, cutting off the empty bluffs and dirty promises that he could never even dream of keeping anyway; the way you’d chuckle behind a coy hand like you’ve got some little inside joke with yourself? it would make that fragile ego of his fucking quiver; make him feel confused and embarrassed and he would try to twist the situation back in his favour, of course he would, to try pretend he’s in on the inside joke... but the truth is he feels helpless. for the first time ever, it feels like he’s the one in the dark; he’s the clueless and defenseless one, the one who’s been caught in a trap he never saw coming.

but then again, how could he when you play the part of prey so well? when your innocent performance is so convincing — with your big glossy eyes and shyly averted gazes, your voice so sweet and unsuspecting, stumbling over filthy words like you’ve never even thought them before? what reason would someone like him have to fear a precious thing like you? he’s all chiselled muscle and tenacity, with the eyes of a wolf; you’re small compared to him, cute and soft and easy to overpower — and yet he still ends up beneath you because your presence alone harbours more power than he does in all those muscles he’s so proud of, and his resolve is weak as long as you know where he’s most sensitive and what words make him blush, and with enough patience and punishments, those wolf’s eyes will melt into a puppy’s every time.

and getting a man like him to submit — or better yet break — is no easy feat. he thought himself a dom before he met you and god, if there isn’t anything more rewarding, more wonderful than that; teaching him to bend to your will and seeing his inevitable downfall each and every time. no matter how many times or how far he goes to defy and provoke you, you both know that he will always return to his rightful place: beneath you and completely at your mercy.

EREN JAEGER, TOJI FUSHIGURO, TOUYA TODOROKI, MUZAN KIBUTSUJI, SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

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coffie-bun · 10 months

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Oc belongs to: @/yumejo

#*husband instincts*#lilimana #this is inspired by that one scene when lilia protected silver #i have one more general lilia on my drafts but his outfit is so DIFFICULT #i ain't finishing that🙄🙄#anyways we lost internet connection again. grr i cant play games👺🔥🔥#twst chapter 7 spoilers #i think..?#ref used from wmmap idk which chapter #twisted wonderland #lilia vanrouge #oc x canon #character x oc #lilia vanrouge x oc #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc

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darthmalewife · 2 months

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Cody is the type of guy to adopt an old, scraggly looking cat. He isn't going to, but then he hears someone in his building is moving, and they can't keep their cat, so either someone takes it or they get rid of it. And Cody reluctantly gets pressured into taking it.

And at first they're roommates, sometimes he talks to it like it's a person. "Ripley, where is my phone? C'mon old girl, you saw me with it."

But then the cat gets used to him, and suddenly, he sits at night watching TV with this cat sitting on the arm of the chair next to him. "You see that? Unrealistic. You'd have to stick the knife deeper for it to bleed that much." "Meow."

But then, one random night, he's had a bad day. He's frustrated and annoyed at everyone and everything. He's sitting with his feet up on the table in front of him, and he's scowling. Then these little paws start stepping across his abdomen, and he stares down at the cat in bewilderment as it curls up on his abdomen and falls asleep. He gives her a little scratch behind the ear, and she purrs rather loudly.

After that, it becomes a nightly tradition.

Eventually, she gets out of his apartment and finds her way to a kind stranger and befriends him. When this kind stranger brings her back, Cody and this kind, friendly, and rather handsome stranger start getting along. A couple of months later, Obi-Wan wakes up in Cody's bed to see Ripley, the little old lady, sitting on his chest staring him down.

#this is inspired by my little old lady that we lost on thursday #she was my little old baby and i loved her more than anything #star wars #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #codywan #cody and ripley <3

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wispscribbles · 2 months

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thank you for feeding us such quality ghost soap art mwah bye

And thank you for eating it up!! I love feeding you all w art of the murder lads - Here's some more to chew on :D Tarot Ghoap!