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teapartyprincess4two · 2 months

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Can i ask for a johnnie guilbert x reader where the reader is a friend of tara who is a very private person, so she gets know in the channel as "baby" and people start to notice that johnnie gets shy and is always looking somewhere off camera (to her)

A LOTTTT of pinning by johnnie (like so much it hurts)

And maybe at the end he confesses she kisses him and a lil sum-sum 😏

Thank uuuuu 😘

Babygirl- J. Guilbert

pairing: shy!reader x Johnnie

classification: fluff

warning: use of y/n, slight cursing, slow build up, Jake and Tara are dating in this, suggestive content but NO smut, very long

inspiration: request^^, Deaf, Mute, and Blind Baking, Becoming Tara Yummy for a Day

summary: You didn’t choose a life in the limelight, you were just famous by association, and now you’ve earned yourself the nickname “babygirl” by the entire internet.

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Most people wish they had the fame you had, they spend their entire life reaching for an unattainable dream that fell in your lap by coincidence. They wish for the fancy cars, the expensive clothes, and especially to be so famous they’re stopped by fans on the street for a picture.

Tara, your best friend, was one of those people. She spent her childhood and teenage years fangirling over pop stars and YouTubers, hoping that one day people would be fangirling over her too. She worked hard to earn the platform she has today, bringing you along with her to the top. But you never asked for any of this.

At first her newfound fame didn’t affect you, you were just a recurring background character in her videos and would sometimes, but very rarely, have a main role in them. Although you tried remaining in the background, the internet is quick to get attached to shy, background characters and before you knew it the fans were begging for more content with you.

So now you and Tara are a well known YouTube duo and you’re featured in almost every one of her videos, most of the time opting to participate from behind the camera. You especially remain behind the scenes when Jake and Johnnie are involved, specifically because you’re never able to hide your crush on Johnnie and would probably die from embarrassment if the fans caught on.

Like today for example, Jake and Johnnie are over at your house filming. They’re filming a video they’ve filmed many times before, they’re turning Tara emo. The three of them are piled onto the couch, discussing topic after topic as Johnnie packs on black eyeshadow on Tara’s eyes.

“Ow, Johnnie. You’re hurting me!” she squeals as Johnnie accidentally pokes her in the eye with the bristles of the brush. You can’t help but giggle from behind the camera, watching as Johnnie becomes flustered. “Sorry! I only ever do my own makeup, okay?” he apologizes, not becoming any more gentle with his motions. Johnnie glances at you quickly, a smile forming on his face because of your laughter.

“Why are you laughing, Y/n? You’re next,” Jake chimes in, following his statement with a boisterous laugh. Your face flushes slightly as you reply with a laugh, “no I’d prefer not to be tortured.” Johnnie laughs at this, sending you a fake pout, “you hate my look that much?”

Your face becomes even more red, if that was even possible. You didn’t mean the comment like that. Tara, whose face is being attacked with makeup, chimes in, “No, Y/n is too babygirl for this.”

“Oh God, you’re making me sound so high maintenance,” you laugh, shaking your head in disbelief at Tara’s comment. “It’s true though!” she exclaims, turning to face you just as Johnnie begins applying eyeliner, causing a black streak to run from the corner of her eye to her hairline.

“Guys, Y/n is probably the most high maintenance out of the four of us. She gets a manicure exactly every two weeks, she gets her hair redyed like once a month, her room is NEVER dirty. She almost never ever has dirty laundry, AND she irons her clothes. Who irons their clothes?” Tara exclaims, flailing her arms in the air dramatically.

“So yes, she’s babygirl,” Tara’s talking to the camera now, completely oblivious to her appearance. You scrunch your name at the nickname, the internet tended to latch onto things like that, “First of all, you look ridiculous right now. And secondly, don’t call me that. I don’t need to be known as ‘babygirl’ for the rest of my life,” you reply, laughing as Johnnie tries to fix his mistake but fails.

Jake, who’s sitting on the couch next to Johnnie, straightens up and leans forward to look at Tara. He immediately laughs at the sight, the black eyeliner smudged all over her face. “You’re just mad that it has a nice ring to it,” Tara retorts, choosing to ignore the mess Johnnie made. You scoff, glad that the camera isn’t on you to catch how your eyes train on Johnnie.

“Okay, but doesn’t it sound cute?” Tara proposes the question to the boys, waiting expectantly for them to answer. Jake was always quick to agree with her, it was a trait she trained him to have over the years of their relationship, “yeah, it’s pretty cute.” Tara nods her head in triumph, turning to Johnnie for his response.

Johnnie doesn’t know what to say, he agrees that the nickname is cute, but he’s afraid he’ll say too much and expose his crush for you. “Johnnie?” Tara says, widening her eyes as she awaits his response.

“What was the nickname again?” Johnnie asks, trying to act casual. But if the cameras zoomed in they’d easily catch how his hands tremble as he fixes Tara’s eyeliner. “Babygirl?” he reiterates, attempting to sound confused and oblivious. Tara nods her head, causing Johnnie to mess up once again, but he’s too busy trying to keep his composure to care.

Coming from him the nickname doesn’t sound so bad, it actually makes you want to take back everything you just said. “Babygirl is cute,” he murmurs, sending you a small glance before quickly turning back towards Tara. You hide your face in your hands, trying to hide your flushed cheeks and the smile that won’t go away no matter how hard you try.

“Enough with the babygirl talk,” you groan, but you really loved hearing him say it.

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From that moment on, you were known as babygirl within the fandom. You couldn’t escape the nickname no matter how hard you tried, and the fans loved teasing you about it. Whether it be through edits, Instagram comments, or tweets; the fans were always calling you the nickname.

Johnnie, Jake and Tara are currently filming yet another video, despite your protests. The three of them are standing behind the kitchen counter, with either tape on their mouths, earmuffs on, or blindfolded. They were trying to bake a cake, something they struggled to do even without the inhibiting factors, so all they were really doing was making a big mess.

They understand your hesitance with being on camera, so they never force you to make any special appearances, but you still loved to watch. You sit behind the counter, just out of view of the camera, watching in amusement as the three interact.

Johnnie keeps getting distracted by you, fumbling and stuttering his way through the intro. You watch as Johnnie struggles to find the supplies needed for the video, searching through every cabinet in the kitchen. “Every time Johnnie says he’s ready, he’s never ready,” Jake comments, adjusting the black beanie on his head. “Where the fuck did I put it? No, Jake where did you put it?” Johnnie replies, scavenging for the baking supplies.

“They’re in the pantry,” you comment, walking over to Johnnie briefly and guiding him towards the pantry. Johnnie smiles at you, grateful that there’s at least one sane person here to help him. The interaction was caught on camera, but you were too distracted to realize.

“Thanks babygirl,” Tara exclaims, bopping her head to the music blasting through her headphones. You roll your eyes, helping Johnnie take everything out of the grocery bags and sprawling them out onto the counter. Once everything is in order, Johnnie’s mouth is quickly covered with a sticker, but he’s happy he isn’t blindfolded because he can keep sneaking glances at you.

The entire situation was chaotic, none of them had any clue how to communicate properly and they had less knowledge on how to bake a cake. Jake’s arms were stretched forward as he tried finding his way through the kitchen, Tara’s loud singing making it hard for them to concentrate on one task alone.

Tara, who wore the headphones, was more focused on singing than the cake. You watch them intently, unable to stop yourself from laughing, “you need to whisk the cake!” Tara, who can’t hear a single thing you’re saying, repeats your statement causing you to burst into laughter.

Johnnie pulls out a plastic butter knife, deeming it appropriate for the task. “Get the beater!” Tara yells, following it by belting out song lyrics. Johnnie has no idea what Tara is talking about, so he sends you a pleading look. If there’s anyone here who’s going to help him finish this cake, it’s you.

“The whisk, get the whisk!” you exclaim, trying to talk over Tara’s singing as best as possible.

“What’s going on?!” Jake asks, one of his flailing arms slapping both Johnnie and Tara. Johnnie’s laughs are muffled by the sticker as he holds the whisk out for Jake, guiding him to the bowl.

“Babygirl?!” Tara is being so loud, her voice a good three octaves higher than normal. “Stop yelling!” you exclaim, but she ignores you and changes the song, continuing to belt out the lyrics.

“Y/n, we need your help,” Jake comments, stirring the bowl so aggressively that it was twirling. “We have no idea what we’re doing,” he continues, lifting the whisk up and blindly taking a lick.

“JAKE DON’T LICK IT!” Tara yells.

Johnnie’s laughter and shocked scream are muffled, his face scrunched up as he laughs uncontrollably, and you can’t look away. You wish you weren’t so shy, so that way you’d be able to join them in this fun activity without feeling anxious.

“This cake is going to be so bad,” you chuckle, catching Johnnie’s attention. His eyes linger on you for a little too long, a moment the fans were definitely going to clip and edit.

“What did you say?! Did you say my singing is bad?!” Tara is still yelling, following each and every statement with loud singing.

Many dirty dishes and a messy kitchen later, the cake is finally done. The oven rings throughout the kitchen, and Jake and Tara send Johnnie to fish the hot pan out. The cake didn’t look too bad, but considering you watched them make it, you weren’t too excited to actually try it.

“You have to wait until it cools to frost it!” Tara exclaims, the headphones causing her volume to be more than pleasant. Johnnie can’t respond because of the sticker, and he doesn’t want to wait for it to cool, so he continues haphazardly spreading the icing over the camera. Jake, on the other hand, is in his own world.

“That actually looks disgusting. It’s raw,” you gasp, watching as Johnnie lifts the spatula to reveal an uncooked, watery mess. “It’s undercooked!” Tara yells, her inability to hear you causing her to repeat everything you say in different words.

Johnnie’s muffled laughter is infectious, earning a string of laughter from you. “Let’s just eat it,” Jake suggests, facing the complete opposite direction of the group. The beanie on his head inhibits him from seeing the state of the cake, but even if he could see it, he would probably still ask for a bite.

“Wait let me help,” you get up from your seat and walk behind the countertop, immediately searching for something to serve the cake in. “This is gonna have to do it,” you hand Johnnie three plastic cups. He scoops up the raw batter, the liquid cake jiggling in the cup and running down the sides, immediately coating his fingers in frosting and batter.

“We’re gonna get salmonella,” Tara is staring at the goopy mess in shock, how had they managed to mess up such a simple recipe?

“I wanna see… I think we should take this off,” Jake yanks his beanie off, a fit of laughter attacking him as soon as he sees the state of the cake. Tara was subconsciously poking at it, creating a big hole in the center. Johnnie’s hands were full of chocolate frosting, and he held them up in exasperation as he waited for someone to remove the sticker from his mouth.

“Here lemme help you,” you murmur, gentle hands removing the sticker. Your touch lingers a little too long, but he doesn’t complain. If he had it his way, you’d have your arms around his neck and his lips would be on yours.

“Thanks, babygirl,” he whispers in return, loving how easily the nickname riled you up. You hated how much you loved hearing him say it.

“This is actually not that bad!” Tara’s boisterous voice breaks you two from the intimate moment, forcing you to reenter reality. “Try it,” Jake suggests, going back for a second scoop.

Johnnie is hesitant, but he grabs the cup and puts a spoonful of the raw cake batter in his mouth. His face contorts in disgust, but it couldn’t be that bad, could it? “Here let me try,” you take the cup from him, using his spoon to take your own bite.

As soon as the cake hits your tongue, you’re gagging. “Oh wow this is horrible,” you say, fighting the urge to throw up. They’re all laughing at your reaction, Jake pulling a long hair from his mouth in the process. “I love this hair, adds flavor.”

“Oh my God, I’m gonna throw up,” the hair Jake held between his fingers was only making the situation worse for you.

“See, she’s so babygirl,” Tara laughs, joking about the situation even if she found it equally as gross.

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It seemed like your friends were always filming because every time the four of you hung out there always seemed to be a camera lurking not too far. Like today for example, Tara gathered everyone for a casual hangout, but once you arrived she explained that everyone was going to be living like her for the day. At first, you declined her invitation, making a lame excuse about not feeling good. But she begged and begged for you to be in the video, and before you knew it you were an integral part of it.

“Okay, since you guys are becoming me for the day, it’s only fitting that you dress the part. So, put on these track suits,” Tara says as she hands you, Jake, and Johnnie each a pink track suit. You’re trying to hide from the camera as much as possible, but Tara keeps pulling you back in every time you almost wander away.

The three of you shimmy into the outfits, immediately feeling the Tara Yummy essence wash over you.

“This is sexy,” Jake comments, admiring his figure as the sweatpants hang loosely from his hips. “I’m serving cunt,” Johnnie says, joining Jake in admiring himself. Their tattoos peeked through, contrasting the pink outfits entirely.

You emerge from the hallway seconds later, the track suit providing you with a newfound confidence, “I feel so stupid, but I also kinda feel like that bitch.” You stand still, allowing the camera to pan to you before hitting a dramatic pose. You turn around to show the camera the backside of the suit, the word babygirl written in curly white letters across your ass. “Slay, babygirl, slay,” Tara chimes in, strutting over to you and hitting the same pose.

“Let’s please not start with the babygirl jokes,” you groan jokingly, adjusting the sweatpants that kept riding up, you were starting to get a wedge. But you knew you weren’t going to escape the babygirl comments today, especially not with it written across your backside. It was like a label that you were forced to wear for the rest of the day, and the fans would surely seize the opportunity and run with it. To top it all off, the four of you were so well color coordinated that you looked like a 90’s girl group, ready to perform on stage at any moment.

“This is fun, but I still don’t understand why I’m being forced to do this,” you say, staring at Tara blankly.

“Because you’re my best friend,” she replies cheerily, offering you a big smile and booping your nose. It was hard to stay mad at her. She walks away, joining Jake as they engage in conversation.

“And you’re babygirl,” Johnnie teases, coming up from behind you unexpectedly, immediately causing a blush to form on your face. He loved watching you get flustered over the nickname. He laughs at your reactions, relishing every bit of it.

“Alright, first things first, time to eat. Mama’s hungry,” Tara says, ignoring yours and Johnnie’s interaction before facing the camera and leading everyone to the car. Jake and Tara are far ahead, leaving you and Johnnie to trail behind.

“It’s gonna be leaves,” Johnnie whispers to you, earning a laugh in response. He loved making you laugh. “Yeah, how much you wanna bet we end up at Health Nut?” you ask, settling the bet with a firm handshake between you and Johnnie. His hand holds a firm grip on yours, almost like he’s hesitant to let go as he says goofily, “$2, take it or leave it.”

As predicted, the four of you end up at Tara’s favorite restaurant; Health Nut. It’s no one else’s restaurant of choice, but you’re living as Tara for the day so it doesn’t matter what the rest of you want. You’ve been here with Tara enough to be familiar with the menu, so you order a simple salad and drink before moving to the side and allowing Johnnie to order. Once he’s finished ordering, he pays for your meals before letting Jake and Tara order.

Johnnie is playing it up for the cameras, trying to embarrass himself with his actions before the pink track suit does it for him. He’s sitting on a toddler chair and you stand next to him, choosing him as your comfort zone.

Because you always opted to remain behind the scenes, most of the viewers weren’t completely aware of yours and Johnnie’s dynamic. You two were always clinging to each other in uncomfortable or unfamiliar situations, making quiet jokes to make the other laugh. You both also had a huge crush on each other, which further served as a gravitational pull.

“Order for… babygirl?” the employee calls out, a hint of confusion in their voice as they read the name on the order. This immediately causes you to laugh out loud. “You did not do that,” you whisper shout at Johnnie, who held his hands up in feigned defense as he tries not to burst into laughter. You awkwardly grab the food, both of youwalking over to Tara and Jake’s table.

“Did they just call you babygirl?” Tara asks as soon as you’re sitting down. “Yes dude, fucking Johnnie told them that was my name,” you laugh, hiding your red face in your hands. They call out Tara’s name and she dismisses herself briefly to pick up the food.

“Let’s go!” She exclaims from the restaurant’s front door, bag and drink in hand as she pushes the door open and walks outside. “Oh, I guess Tara Yummy eats in the car,” Jake says sarcastically, the three of you following Tara to the car.

Once you’re in the car, you and Johnnie sit in the backseat while Jake and Tara occupy the front. “I wanted to eat in there, but you guys are so embarrassing,” Tara says, handing Jake his food.

She doesn’t give any of you enough time to respond, “you guys are already pretty embarrassing, but the pink track suits make us all look genuinely crazy.” She’s obnoxiously shaking her salad from the front seat, causing the entire car to rock.

“Damn, don’t gotta put your whole pussy into it,” Jake laughs, earning a sly remark from Tara. Soon, they’re lost in a conversation of their own, leaving you and Johnnie to talk quietly in the back seat.

“Why do you keep pushing this ‘babygirl agenda,’ sir?” You ask, both in true curiosity and to make light of the nickname. He blushes, mindlessly picking at the salad in front of him.

“Oh come on, don’t get all shy now,” you tease, piling up a good bite on your fork. He smiles at you awkwardly, preparing to admit something embarrassing.

“I think it’s kinda cute,” he admits with a shrug, taking a big bite of his food. Your eyes blow open in shock, this whole time you thought he was teasing you, but now it turns out he thinks it’s a cute nickname? “Don’t make fun of me,” Johnnie pleads in defense through a mouthful of food.

“I’m not, I just wasn’t expecting that,” you respond, trying not to be too loud. You couldn’t help it though, your giggles were soon filling the backseat. There was something about the confession that gave you hope that maybe you and Johnnie could be more than just friends. But you don’t want to get your hopes up, ir could easily all be for the video. You’re about to say something crazy and bold, but you’re cut off by Tara.

“Are you two done flirting? Cause I’m in the mood for coffee.” Leave it to her to ruin a sweet moment.

—

The day is finally over and the four of you are now wearing pajamas, reminiscing on the day’s events. Tara and Jake leave once the video is over, leaving you and Johnnie to lay on the large couch. The room is silent, but it’s not awkward, you’re both just catching up and joking.

“I was serious earlier, by the way,” he murmurs, staring at the ceiling above. “Yeah?” you say in a teasing tone, rolling over on your side so you’re facing him.

He takes a deep breath before continuing, “Yeah. If I’m being honest, I’ve had a crush on you for a long time. I’m surprised you haven’t noticed, I mean the fans definitely have.” You mindlessly play with the strings of your robe, subconsciously scooting closer to him.

“So that’s why you keep calling me babygirl?”

“Mmm yeah, mostly. I think it sounds cute,” he smiles down at you, your figure just slightly further down the couch. You feel a surge of confidence wash over you, something you don’t usually feel as a shy person, and straddle his lap.

He looks at you in shock, both arms limp at his sides. “Say it,” you whisper, moving your face dangerously closer to his. You use your hands to grab his, placing them on your waist. He feels excited, nervous, and shocked all at the same time, was this really happening?

You grind your hips down onto him, hoping to elicit a response from him. “Babygirl,” he whimpers, the sudden friction sending a shiver up his spine that has his hips bucking. You hum in response, finally inching close enough to connect your lips to his.

You’re in a heated make out session, completely obvious to the world around you. Johnnie’s hands are roaming your body, your hips are grinding down onto him, and your fingers are tangled in his hair. You kiss from his lips down to his neck, sucking and biting the delicious skin until you leave a hickey.

The situation is about to escalate, but Jake and Tara interrupt before it can. They saunter in loudly, both you and Johnnie jumping off of each other in shock.

“About damn time!” Jake says, applauding you both for finally make a move on each other. “Get it babygirl!” Tara laughs, joining Jake in his obnoxious round of applause.

“So annoying,” you groan, throwing a pillow at them and shooing them out. Once they’re out of the room, you and Johnnie share a sheepish look.

“You’re never escaping that nickname,” he chuckles, silently pulling you back on top of him. “That’s okay. If you’re the one saying it, I don’t mind,” you murmur, kissing him again.

“Okay, babygirl.”

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a/n: Such a good request, I LUV being challenged with these specific requests!!! Hope I did it justice bby, I rewrote this like 5 times & had a different storyline each time. Also, I mentioned the famous hickey (💀💀) and I changed it from “baby” to “babygirl” because he mentioned that he’s “so babygirl” on Trisha’s podcast.

anyways, enjoy hunny bunches. Luv uuuuu

-L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

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sm-tlov-r · 2 months

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Smut one shot requests (I write them on Wattpad & here but you can only request on here, my Wattpad user is sm_twrit_r) I only do male smut sorry

Baby:

-damiano younes

-niccolo govender

- Brando de sanctis

-fiore fiorenzi

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Harry potter + fancast:

-theodore nott

-mattheo ridde

-tom riddle

-lorenzo berkshire

-regulus black

-blaise zabini

-cedric diggory

-harry potter

-ron weasley

-fred weasley

-george weasley

-draco malfoy

-professor snape

-professor lupin

- James potter (fancast)

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Outer banks:

- JJ maybank

- john b

- poper heyward

- rafe cameron

- topper Thornton

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The vampire diaries:

-damon salvatore

-stefan salvatore

- Enzo st john

-jeremy gilbert

-tyler lockwood

- alaric saltzman

-klaus mikealson

- elijah mikealson

-kol mikealson

- kai parker

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The walking dead:

-daryl dixon

-rick grimes

-carl grimes

-negan smith

-glenn rhee

-ezekiel sutton

-jesus (Paul) monroe

-abraham ford

-alden

-merle dixon

-dwight

-shane welsh

-micheal mercer

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Stranger things:

-steve harrington

-eddie munson

-billy hargrove

-jonathan byers

-dimitri

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Riverdale:

-jughead jones

- archie andrews

- f.p jones

-sweetpea

-fangs fogarty

-reggie mantle

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Shameless:

-ian gallagher

-lip gallagher

-carl gallagher

-mickey milkovich

-kevin ball

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Grey's anatomy:

-derek shepherd

-alex karev

-jackson avery

-mark sloan

-george o malley

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Random:

- Jake webber

- johnnie guilbert

- Colby brock

- Sam golbach

- Vinnie hacker

- ghost (cod)

- ghostface

-dominic fike

-javon walton

-jaden walton

-matt sturniolo

-chris sturniolo

-dean winchester

-samwinchester

-percy jackson(og)

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The rookie:

-tim bradford

-john nolan

-wesley evers

-aaron thorsen

-henry nolan

----------------------------------------------- if there's any kinks, tropes or setting you want in lmk in comments or lmk in messages

MY WATTPAD IS DOWN RIGHT NOW!!

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samandcolbysworld · 2 days

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!!NO SMUT REQUESTS!!

also I'll be making a list w what I'm comfortable w writing and what I'm not soon!

guysss should I write some stuff?? if so... what? I'm terrible at finding plots. anyways, lmk!!

#sam golbach #tara yummy #sam golbach one shot #colby #colby brock imagine #sam golbach x reader #colby brock #jake webber #johnnie guilbert

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cherieluver · 5 months

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Cigarettes After Sex. (Johnnie Guilbert x fem!Reader)

Word Count: 1091?

Warnings: smut, alcohol use, smoking (reader is 21+)

8:15 PM

You just arrived at the party as you grabbed your bag and walked up to the door. Breathing nervously, you stepped inside and looked around. You knew some of your friends were there but weren't sure where to find them.

After looking around, you walked over to the open bar to get a little drunk. There was music blasting in your ears, and the house seemed like a maze. After downing two shots of Pink Whitney, you looked around to see if there was anyone you could talk to, but couldn't find anyone you knew.

Eventually, you ended up in the bathroom just to fix your hair and makeup and stepped back outside. Walking into the living room, someone caught your eye, some guy was sitting on the couch with a beer in hand. You adjusted your dress and fishnets while slightly stumbling over to the couch. As you sat down, he looked you up and down with a blank expression. Awkwardly, you cleared your throat and looked away from him while fidgeting with your bracelets.

"So..." the guy said while tapping his fingers on his beer glass, "You can't find anyone to talk to either?" He asked as he looked over at you on the opposite side of the couch. "Yeah, basically." you sighed, "I have some friends that are here, but I have no clue where they are," you said with disappointment. "Well, I'm about to get another beer if you want to come with me," he said as he stood up. "Sure!" you said a little too excitedly while your heart raced.

As you got to the bar you made small talk and found common interests. "Oh I forgot to ask, what's your name?" he asked while smiling a bit. "Oh I'm Y/N," you said with a sigh, "What about you?". "I'm Johnnie," He said and took a quick swig of his beer.

After chatting for a bit more you and Johnnie went to go explore the house. For such an introverted person, Johnnie seemed to open up easily to you, but the beers helped out with that. After some time, the two of you ended up in an unused bedroom. You and Johnnie were laughing when Johnnie got a call. "What's up, man?" He said on the phone, "No, y'all can leave without me, I'll catch an Uber later." Johnnie slurred, "Okay, bye Jake," He said as he hung up the phone.

The room was filled with a comfortable quiet. Johnnie was looking at you as you lay on the bed together with nothing left to say. Slowly Johnnie reached his hand out to hold your cheek. "Is this okay?" He whispered as he was about to lean in. "Almost perfect," you mumbled as you smiled and leaned into a kiss.

You pulled back but looking into each other's eyes for a few moments made you both realize how much you needed each other. Johnnie put his hands on your waist and leaned into another kiss, this one being more heated and lustful.

After a few moments into the kiss, Johnnie pulled away, "fuck..." he mumbled under his breath. you looked confused and said, "Do you not want to..." Johnnie interrupted before you could even finish your thought, "No, I do want to,". You got tired of Johnnie's hesitation and both sat up as you started taking off your dress. Johnnie looked shocked for a moment then started taking off his clothes. You threw your dress on the ground as Johnnie did the same with his shirt, leaving him in only his pants and boxers.

You took the initiative and kissed Johnnie while guiding his hands along your body, first grabbing your waist and then moving down to your ass. you let go of Johnnie's hands and let him touch wherever he wanted to. As the kiss broke, Johnnie looked down at your cleavage, "Take it off for me," you said in a raspy voice. Johnnie looked flushed and mumbled, "Okay..." as he unclasped your bra and continued to kiss you.

As you were kissing, Johnnie's hands traveled to your breasts and played with your nipples as you moaned into the kiss. Your hands moved down Johnnie's torso as you slowly started to unbutton his pants. "Yes," Johnnie moaned into the kisses. You moved to his lap after you took off his pants and started palming him through his boxers as your bare chests touched.

Johnnie let out a needy moan which immediately made you look up at him. His hair was messy and his makeup was smudged but, god, it looked sexy. You could feel your heart pounding as Johnnie took off your fishnets and underwear. Johnnie inhaled sharply as he saw you fully and took off his underwear just as quickly. With your approval, he moved his fingers down to your folds and started stretching you out. Moaning out of pleasure, you said, "I'm ready" as he licked his fingers and leaned back onto the pillows.

You slowly leveled yourself down onto his length as you sat to adjust yourself for a moment. You gave Johnnie the look of 'okay', so he began to slowly thrust into you. With every thrust, he let out a small grunt, but as he went faster they slowly turned into moans. At this point, you both were sweating and your legs started to get tired so Johnnie decided to flip you over. You wrap your legs around him as he thrusts into you, panting and whining. You felt yourself coming closer to the edge and could tell Johnnie was too. "Fuck, fuck..." Johnnie moaned as you came and he was on the edge. Your knees buckled as he quickly pulled out of you and came on your stomach as his eyes rolled back.

Luckily, there was a connected bathroom so Johnnie put his boxers back on and went to grab a towel and a cup of water while you slipped your underwear on. Johnnie wiped off your stomach and you sat back, leaning on the headboard as Johnnie from his pants. He pulled out two cigarettes and opened a window as he lit one. He handed you one and lit it as you held it in your mouth, taking a heavy breath of the smoke. You gave Johnnie a peck on the lips as he went to sit down next to you.

"Cigarettes after sex, hm?" You sighed as you looked over at Johnnie as he smiled at you.

#johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert x reader #smut #Johnnie Guilbert smut #x reader #reader insert #fanfic

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bratzforchris · 2 months

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hi! I’d love to see johnnie fluff w/ reader just cuddling him and admiring his tattoos?? please and thank you 🙏 🖤

Coloring Book

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Summary: In which you treat Johnnie and his tattoos like your own personal coloring book<3

Pairing: Johnnie x gender neutral reader (i don't think there's any fem terms in here, but please let me know if i'm mistaken!)

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 684

A/N: WHEN will i have my own personal johnnie guilbert??

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“It’s so wet out,” You groaned, peeking through the blinds of your and Johnnie’s living room. “I’m bored.” You huffed, flopping on the couch beside your boyfriend dramatically.

“You’re like a puppy.” Johnnie mumbled, not taking his eyes off his phone.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, playfully raising your eyebrow.

“You can’t stay still.”

“I wanna do something.” You pouted.

You couldn’t stand not having anything to do. Whereas Johnnie was perfectly content to hang out inside all day and engage in his hobbies, you preferred to be out and about, seeking out new experiences. In a rare turn of events, Johnnie had no filming and no editing to get done this weekend, and you didn’t have to work. Unfortunately though, Los Angeles had decided to torment you with a downpour of rain and chilly wind.

“C’mere,” Johnnie put his phone down and opened his arms for you to cuddle. “I love you.” he hummed once you were in his arms, kissing your head.

You snuggled into his chest, whispering back soft words of love. You figured that you might as well try to nap while Johnnie was holding you; maybe it would help pass the time. As you closed your eyes and tried to rest, images of things to do while stuck in the house floated through your mind until you suddenly shot up.

“Be right back.” You giggled, hopping off his lap and padding towards your office.

Johnnie shook his head with a soft laugh, wondering what in the world you were up to. You quickly returned, brandishing a large pack of Crayola markers. Your boyfriend looked at you curiously, seeing as how you weren’t holding any paper.

“Can I color in your tattoos?” You asked, straddling Johnnie’s lap and looking up at him with big puppy eyes.

“So that’s what you wanted to do?” Johnnie chuckled, squeezing your hips with a smile. “Sure baby, why not.” he told you, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

You let out an excited squeal as Johnnie pulled his shirt off. Your boyfriend was literally one big coloring book and your mind raced with possibilities of what you could do. You poked your tongue out in concentration as you selected a pink marker, beginning to decorate his ‘I’m not perfect’ tattoo with flowers and vines designs. Johnnie smiled as the marker glided across his skin, but that wasn’t what he was focusing on. Instead, he was admiring your beautiful face that was etched with concentration as you focused on making your lines neat.

You two stayed like that for quite a while. The rain pattering on the roof and the feeling of you coloring on his skin and leaving soft kisses on him was lulling Johnnie to sleep. Every now and then, you would whisper out how much you admired a certain tattoo. Being a big fan of both The Cure and of nature, your favorites were his Robert Smith tattoo and his tree tattoos. You adored all of Johnnie’s tattoos, though. They made him unique, telling you the story of his life without words. Not only that, but they also offered you quite a bit of entertainment on days like today.

“All done!” You exclaimed about an hour later.

Johnnie was pulled out of his sleepy trance, a smile on his face. “Am I allowed to look?”

You nodded, dragging him to the bathroom and flicking on the light. Your boyfriend stood in front of the mirror, admiring the beautiful colors you had added to his tattoos. Johnnie wasn’t a big fan of tattoos with color, but you had made them beautiful.

“I love it, baby.” he giggled, pecking your lips.

I love you,” You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Thank you for being a wonderful coloring book.”

Johnnie smiled, picking you up and kissing you again. He loved you with all his heart, and that was definitely shown by the way he paraded around the house shirtless for the rest of the day, showing off the color you had added both to his skin and to his life.

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slvtforfiction · 5 months

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here to request again because I thought about something !! Alright hear me out a Johnnie Guilbert smut where we dress all pink like skirts and cute shit ifyk what I mean. I think an enemies to lovers trope would be perfect !!

Fuck you (literally).

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☆ Hey guys! Before anything else I would ask you to request anything you want because I've lost a lot of motivation and it would really help! :D

☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)

You:

Fuck you.

Johnnie had decided to message me just to tell me how bad my outfit was as per usual.

I couldn’t be assed to deal with him anymore,I thought as I hit the big red block button on my screen.

I was wearing a pink mini skirt with a crop top,black with a pink logo,posting it because I look cute but ofcourse he had to be the one to ruin it.

It was the same thing I was wearing to the party and I was slightly annoyed and embarrassed that he had to be rude.

He was beyond annoying (not to mention rude) and I didn’t want to deal with him. Not today at least,I had a party to go to at Colby’s apartment.

I walked into Colbys apartment,my outfit as pretty as ever,no matter what other people (Johnnie) said.

The apartment was crowded with familiar faces and one that caught my eye,Johnnie mother fucking Guilbert.

I sighed as I grabbed myself a drink,this is going to be a long night.

I will only be here an hour I told myself trying to calm myself down but in reality I knew it was a lie.

After 2 hours of shots,drinks and snacks to sober up a little,I was ready to leave. I bid my farewells and good nights to the people I had been speaking to and left Colbys apartment.

I walked into my apartment,kicking off my uncomfortable heels and stumbling to the kitchen for a glass of water to sober myself up further.

It wasn’t long after I had put on my sweatpants and a hoodie that I opened the door to find Johnnie staring back at me.

“What do you want?” I sighed,rolling my eyes back into my head. “Awh sweetheart at least act happy to see me!” He said,stumbling into my apartment.

“No,tell me what you want or get out.” I told him, “Can I crash here?” He asked almost pleading and I felt bad.

“Are you going to mock me in any way?” I asked him sternly and he shook his head “Fine but only because I don’t want you dead,it decreases the value of my apartment.” I told him as I grabbed a glass,filling it with water and placing it infront of him.

“Drink.” I told him as he laid on my sofa,sitting up to take a sip every once in a while.

I looked at him,realising how pretty he actually was before quickly snapping out of it. He had been my enemy for god knows how long,a hate relationship and never a love hate relationship. He was horrible and rude and I was horrible and rude back,Thats the way the balance of our relationship worked.

Although deep down I did wonder why he knocked on my door,out of everyone he knew in this apartment block,I mean for godsakes Jake was only below me.

I ignored my thoughts,belittling it down to the fact that my apartment was across from Colbys and therefore easier for a drunk to walk to.

“Im going to bed.” I told him and threw a blanket over his almost lifeless body. And with that I walked upstairs to my bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I woke up the following morning and got dressed before walking downstairs to make myself some pancakes.

I was surprised to see Johnnie still asleep on my sofa,as the sun rays hit his eyelids.

I smiled at him before beginning to make my pancakes. I stood over the stove as I flipped the golden brown,fluffy pancakes.

I smiled to myself looking at my plate of perfection. I sat down at my island in the kitchen as I ate.

“Good morning,pinky pie.” He said smiling whilst he stretched “Oh fuck you.” I said as I put my plate in the sink.

My rage seeped in,threatening to ruin my day and he always seemed to be the cause of it.

“Gladly.” He said smiling as he walked up behind me,holding his hands at my waist.

“Bold of you to assume I would go anywhere near you.” I told him before he pulled me into a kiss.

I resisted it until I gave into the kiss,smashing my lips back into his. He picked me up by the waist as he lied me down on the sofa.

“Do you have any idea what these outfits do to me?” He said pulling up my skirt whilst simultaneously pulling down my panties.

I whined out as his fingers circled my clit,settling his head in between my legs. He wrapped his arms around my thigh,keeping me close as his tongue hit my entrance,sliding inside.

“Johnnie!” I moaned out,whining as my eyes rolled back.

I had known Johnnie for ages,never a girlfriend in sight,but god was he good with his tongue.

His tongue hit my g-spot and my eyes rolled further,my head lulling to the side and my hands shaking in his hair.

“Please! M’ close!” I almost screamed whilst he ventured deeper through my walls.

“Come f’me love.” He said and with that I came undone on his tongue. Though he didn’t stop,he continued through my high and then pulled me closer to continue his movements.

“Johnnie please! Too-too much!” I muttering as tears streamed down my face from overstimulation,my hands unable to grip anything as my thighs along with the rest of my body shook uncontrollably.

I came undone on his tongue another time,but this time he stopped and pulled my body,that shook almost violently,into his.

I cuddled into his chest and soon fell asleep.

I woke up to find myself in bed,Johnnie no where to be found across the apartment. I gave up liking and decided he had left me,going back to bed,I pulled the covers over me and looked at my phone.

Johnnie:

Gone to get us some food I’ll be back in 10 okay love? X

#spotify #smut #song #romance #cute #fluff #colby brock smut #sam and colby #sam and colby fluff #colby brock #johnnie guilbert fluff #johnnie guilbert smut #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert #enemies to lovers

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hearts4golbach · 2 months

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can you write a Johnnie x fem reader fluff?

Sweater Weather.

Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.

shorter one shot based on "Sweater Weather." By The Neighborhood.

johnnie gripped my hand tightly, dragging me as we ran through the rain. i was giggling like maniac, getting more soaked by the second. the umbrella was no use at this point. johnnies makeup smeared, dripping slowly down his face along with mine.

"god damn, why can't we just go to the gas station in peace?" i squeel, swinging open the car door and jumping inside. i quickly started the car, making sure to turn on the heater so we wouldn't catch a cold.

he slid into the passenger seat as water dripped from the tips of his hair. chills ran down his spine, "jesus, fuck."

"i know," i put the car in reverse and sped down the road.

johnnie quickly connected his phone to the car and put our mixed playlist on shuffle. my current favorite song, 'Sweater Weather' by The Neighborhood, came on. It also happened to be our song.

"all i am is a man, i want the world in my hands."

johnnies hand made its way to my thigh, gently running his thumb over my rough jeans. "the weather is so pretty," i mention.

"i hate the beach, but i stand in California with my toes in the sand."

he looked over, admiring my semi-concentrated face as i paid attention to the road. his eyes trailed over my body. he always loved it whenever i wore my mother's hand-me-down maroon sweater. "i guess, but now my makeup is all fucked up," he complained sarcastically. "i love it whenever we go on drives in this kind of weather."

"Use the sleeves of my sweater. Let's have an adventure."

as we got off the main road, i moved one hand off the steering wheel and onto johnnies. his fingers intertwined with mine as i hummed along with the song. "I'd hate to say I'm dreading the summer, but it's never like this then." i looked towards johnnie, making eye contact as he smiled softly at me.

"Head in the clouds, but my gravity's centered."

"You're beautiful," he interrupts. my face heated up as i turned my attention back to the road, stopping for a red light. he leaned over, kissing my cheek gently. his hand snaked under my chin and turned my head towards him before pecking my lips.

"Touch my neck, and I'll touch yours, you in those little high waisted shorts, oh."

the light turned green, and i kept driving. johnnies leaned on the center console, his hand making its way back to my thigh. he had a soft smile on his face, making me blush. "Your smile is adorable," i commented before singing quietly with the song.

"she knows what i think about, and what i think about: one love, two mouths. one love, one house."

he placed soft, sweet kisses on my neck. my hand met his again as i rubbed circles with my thumb.

"No shirt, no blouse. just us, you find out."

we stopped at the gas station to get fountain drinks. johnnie kissed my forehead as we walked out, drinks in hand.

"Nothing that i wouldn't wanna tell you about, no."

sitting in the passenger seat once more, johnnie sighed contently. "i love you," i hummed.

"cause it's too cold for you here. and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater."

"i love you more," he cooed.

#fanfiction #fanfic #jake and johnnie #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert x you #oneshot #fluff #car ride #sweater #sweater weather #the neighbourhood

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ctrlchar · 4 months

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heyyy!!! if youre comfortable could you write anything with sub!johnnie guilbert please? thank you have a good night/day <33

sub!johnnie

a/n: thank you for the request! I had a hard time writing the ending for this one ngl but i hope you like it

the two of you had been sitting on the couch at one of Jake’s friends party. the smell of alcohol,cigarettes and weed filled the air which were sure to follow you no matter what room you were in.

you tapped Johnnie’s shoulder to get his attention “i’m gonna go get a drink from the kitchen do you want anything!” you stated raising your voice due to the loud music. “i’m coming with you!” he yelled back as the two of you got up and made your way to the kitchen.

it was much quieter in the kitchen since it was a room or two away from where most of the people were. you found some of your friends in the kitchen to which you waved at before making your way over to the table with the drinks.

Johnnie had a tight grip on your hand on the way to the kitchen partly because he didn’t want to loose you in the crowd of people but also to show people that you’re taken.

once you two had gotten to the drinks you poured yourself a shot and then asked your boyfriend if he wanted one to which he nodded

Johnnie’s hand let’s go of yours as you poured yourself a shot before passing the bottle to him for him to pour his own.

you take the shot with a sour look on your face after you swallow it

“that tastes like shit” you laugh to which Johnnie agrees as he has the same reaction

you both grab a beer before heading over to the hallway which was just outside the room you had just been in.

“are you having fun?” you ask looking up at Johnnie as you open your beer, taking a sip.

“yeah it’s great what about you?” he says totally not distracted by the way your lips wrap around the tip of the bottle

unaware of his gaze you nod your head “it’s alright” you shrug,wiping a drop of beer that had ran down your mouth.

this time Johnnie wasn’t as discrete with his eyes as you could clearly notice the way he was looking at you

and maybe that’s how you ended up here,on your knees in the bathroom with Johnnie standing above you. his hard cock out with your hand wrapped around it

“baby please” he practically whined begging for your touch

not wanting to tease him too much you begin to kitten lick the tip of his cock making him jerk back against the cold countertop of the sink

his breath hitched as you slowly took him into your mouth,pumping what you couldn’t take in your mouth with your hand.

“ah-!” he gasps softly arching his back against the counter as your mouth swallowed his cock. his knuckles turning white from how hard he had been gripping the counter

you continue to suck him off,his hips bucking forward and into your mouth as he lets out a groan of pleasure

after what seemed to only be a couple more minutes your boyfriend gripped your hair “fuck baby,i wanna fuck you before I cum”

you look up at him with spit pooling at your chin and you ask “are you sure?” to which he nods

you get up off of him before pulling him into a deep kiss. not breaking the kiss you pull your dress up before Johnnie grabs your thighs to help you sit up on the counter

your boyfriends hand begins to slide down to your now unclothed hear before you stop him

“johnnie just fuck me” you stated looking up at him with your mascara slightly running

without hesitation Johnnie begins to slowly slide into you careful to not hurt you. his tip prodding at your sensitive hole makes you grip his hair pulling out a moan from Johnnie

you gasp as he slowly begins to push all the way into you,your head now buried in the crook of his neck as he was fully inside you

he begins to slowly thrust out and then back inside of you as he lets out soft moans

“you feel so good” he whines out,his thrusts getting faster

you grip the corner of the counter with one hand and Johnnie’s shoulder in the other as you throw your head back in ecstasy

“Johnnie please go f-faster” you say,your voice faltering at one particularly deep thrust

his fingers dig into your thighs as he whines out “God you’re so tight baby,I don’t know how long i’m gonna last” he says to which you whimper,your hand creeping up from his shoulder to his hair,gripping it tightly

the almost pornograohic moan he lets out from your grip on his hair was almost enough to make you cum had you not been waiting for johnnie to finish first

his need for release becoming impossible to control causes him to thrust up even harder into you.

“baby baby baby” is all he can say feeling his orgasm creep up on him

his thrusts become sloppier and sloppier signaling to you he was about to cum.

“doing so good f’me” you say trying your best to even your voice

your voice mixed with your walls clenching around him due to your own orgasm approaching was enough to make Johnnie’s orgasm wash over him as he chanted your name like mantra

you came shortly after him,your legs trembling and wrapping around him with your breath heavy

after embracing each other for a couple moments you get off of the sink and your boyfriend helps you put your clothes back on

“are you okay?” he asks his hand rubbing your back soothingly to which you nod

the two of you eventually walk out of the bathroom hand in hand,heading back down to the party

#smut #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert headcannons #johnnie guilbert smut #jake webber #jake webber smut #jake webber headcannons #jake webber imagine

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eyeliketoeatpoosay · 20 days

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CONGRATULATIONS ~ chris sturniolo.

part 2

pt1

summary ~ you and chris have been dating for quite a few months and you’ve only had sex a few times. but, chris is fine with waiting for as long as you need because he loves you.

warnings i! ~ fluff & smuttt, riding, oral (male rec), makeout, etc lmk if ive missed anything !! , use of baby & y/n (NOT PROOFREAD)

a/n ~ my first smut AHHH im scared dont kill me pls pls pls pls🐱🐱 - this is part 2!! -

“but i swear that ass is what heavens like, and when i’m in that pussy it’s a better life.”

when you guys arrived at the party, you were greeted by tara. you can never turn down a tarayummy party. you brought her into a hug and squealed. “tara! i missed you so bad.” you smile, following her to the drinks bar.

chris was stood beside you, his arm around your waist. you were both poured a vodka shot each, shot after shot. and by the end of it, you were feeling pretty tipsy.

matt was off talking to some random girls, nick hanging around jake webber and johnnie guilbert. you found some girls that you were friends with from social media and danced with them. chris had left your side awhile ago, but you had no idea where he was.

you knew he wouldn’t do anything illegal or disloyal, so you didn’t let it get to you. one of the girls random spoke up, dragging your little group to the couches. “okay, so. let’s play truth or dare.”

you grinned and nodded, “sure! who’s first?”

“i’ll go first. y/n, truth or dare?” abigail asked, looking directly at you.

it’s always safest to pick dare. “dare.” you smirked.

abigail grinned, “i dare you to.. go give that guy a lap dance.” she pointed at some influencer. did she not know about you and chris? layla nudged her, shaking her head. “girl, she’s with someone.”

abigail laughed, “so? a dares a dare. do it.” you mumble a ‘fuck.’ before you look at her. “i’ll just do truth.” maybe dare wasn’t always safe.

abigail groaned and rolled her eyes. “fine. who are you dating?”

“chris sturniolo.”

“does he give good head?”

what the fuck?

your face soured and you shook your head, “that’s two truths. also, i wouldn’t know. we’ve only ever had sex like twice.. never done anything else.” you admit shamefully, looking down at your dress that was somehow mostly up your thighs.

abigail laughs, “you gotta get out there, kid.”

layla slaps her arm, shaking her head in disbelief. “abi, quit it. the girls only 21 for fucks sake.”

“so what? it’s embarrassing! she’s 21 and hasn’t fucked more than twice. insecure much?” abigail giggles, looking you up and down.

you take a deep breath and stand up, “i’m just gonna go to the bathroom.” you laugh awkwardly, pushing your way through the crowds of dancing and drinking. on your way to the restroom, chris stops you and hugs you. “where have you been, y/n?”

“with some friends. we played truth or dare, it lasted a round.” you shrug and smile, “can we leave?”

chris furrows his eyebrows, grabbing your hands, “why what’s wrong?”

“i just want to go home.” you say over the music, looking towards matt. “matt, come here!”

“what’s up?” he smiled, a cup of fruit punch in his hands.

“have you drank any alcohol?” you asked and he shook his head, “can you drive us home?”

matt and chris chuckle, “y/n, we got an uber here.”

you sigh, “right.”

“why do you wanna go so bad?” chris places his hands on your shoudlers, looking down at you.

“just not feeling up to party.” you lie. he nods and grabs his phone out, dragging you to the front yard and calling an uber.

you kick your heels off into the middle of your bedroom, throwing your purse onto your chair and plopping onto your bed. chris followed behind you, shutting your bedroom door and sitting next to you on your bed.

“alexa, play congratulations by mac miller on spotify.” chris says to your device, smiling at you. his hand runs up your thigh, his finger moving your face to his. he presses his lips against yours, moving them at a slow pace.

your hands come up to his hair and his neck, sitting on his lap and already feeling his warmth beneath you. you move your head back slightly, leaving room for chris to plant kisses along you neck and jaw.

— “but i swear that ass is what heavens like, and when i’m in that pussy it’s a better life.” —

you moan softly at his touch, grinding gently on his lap, earning a groan from chris. you lift your dress up over your hips, resting on your waist.

chris looks at you, a little sparkle in his eye, “you sure, baby?” he asks, knowing how slow you like to

take things.

you nod, “i want to.” you pause, “but i want to be in control.”

chris chuckles and nods, “okay, baby.” you shuffle off his lap and pull his jeans down, along with his boxers. his already hard dick springs out, leaking with precum.

you take a deep breath as you look at the sight, chris taking notice and lifting your head up. “you don’t have to do this, you know?” he says softly.

you shake your head, looking at him with an innocent face. “no, i want to. i wanna make you feel good.”

chris nods, “okay, baby. if you’re sure.”

“i am.”

you spread it across his tip, pumping your hand slowly. he whimpers quietly, tilting his head back. you lean your head down, taking what you can in your mouth and using your hand for what doesn’t fit.

he moans, gripping your hair and gently pushing you down, not wanting to overwhelm you. “f-fuck.. that’s good baby.” he hushes out.

you bop your head down faster, looking up at him as you suck his dick. he clamps his eyes shut, already feeling himself close to his climax.

“you’re doing so well, baby.. just like that.” he praised, making you want to make him feel even better.

“so close.” he mumbles, with that you move faster, swirling your tongue around the tip. without warning, he finishes in your mouth. you sit up and scrunch your face up, swallowing. he lets out a deep groan as he does so.

“you gotta drink more water.” you both laugh as you kiss him, climbing back onto his lap. your hands wrap around his neck as you press your lips to his. “nuh uh.”

chris lifts your dress over your head, running his hands down your body. he smiles softly, “so beautiful.”

you push your black laced underwear to the side and slowly sank down onto him, gasping at the feeling. only having sex twice meant you were still adjusting to the feeling of a man inside of you.

chris looked up at you, “you okay, baby?” he ran his fingers through your hair and smiled. “we can stop.”

“no, i’m okay.” you shook your head and bottomed out. you let yourself adjust to the feeling of being so full and slowly moved your hips up and down, you bury your face into his neck and hold his hand.

“fuck.” you moan, already getting tired. your pace slow down and chris’ hands come up to you hips, pushing you up and down for help. he groans into your ear, “you close baby?”

you nod and whisper, “s-so close.” you feel the familiar yet so unusual feeling in your stomach, like theres a knot that’s about to snap.

“let go, i’m right behind you.” chris breathed, and you did. you let go all over his dick as he lifted you off him and he finished on your thigh.

you panted and dropped down next to him as he kissed your cheek. he stood up and grabbed a towel from your en suite, wiping your leg and himself.

“i love you so much.” you say softly, pulling him down and kissing him. “was i okay?”

chris chuckled and pulled his boxers back up. “more than okay, baby.” he planted a kiss on your cheek and grabbed you some clean underwear and sweatpants from your drawers. he lifted his t-shirt over his head and handed it to you as you put everything on.

he had some pajama pants in your room, so he slipped them on and climbed under your blankets beside you. you let your head drop onto his chest and your arm wrap around his torso.

“i love you too, by the way.” he whispered and closed his eyes. you listen to the pattern of his heartbeat and sigh deeply before shutting your eyes and letting sleep take over.

this was super scary. i hope it was ok for my first smut and also a virgin💋💋💋💋💋 ok bai pls domt dox me pls dony kill me pls just get wet !!

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samandcolbyownme · 3 months

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Credit to the edit creator on TikTok for the Johnnie pictures!

This one shot is going to have reader being choked with a chain necklace, PLEASE DONT READ IF YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE!

Summary: anon request - "begging anyone that will listen to make sumthing based off this necklace bc the way he pulled it is rlly doing something to me"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, choking will be a big part of this, hair pulling, unprotected sex, creampie, filth

I'm also going to be writing this my own way, so if you've seen the actual video it isn't going to be accurate.

Word count: 2.5k | not edited

TikTok I'm writing for specifically

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You walk up to the front door of the house, giggling drunkly to yourself as you fish for your keys inside your purse.

You're just getting home from your night out with Tara, so Johnnie expect you to come home at least, somewhat drunk.

You push the door open, seeing the empty scene as you think, he must be streaming.

He was. As you walked back the hall, you heard the faint sound of him strumming his guitar from behind the door.

The closer you get, you can hear him faintly singing. You smile as you rest your head on the door, waiting for him to finish before you gently knock and open the door.

"Uh oh. Look who it is!" He smiles at you and leans his guitar against the desk, "Guy, y/n just got home from being with Tara. Should she come say hi?"

You roll your eyes, giggling as you shake your head. He holds his hand out, "Come hither. They want to say hi."

You sigh, pushing your body off the door frame as you walk over. You lean down, waving into the camera, "Hi guys!"

"Yeah, her outfit does look phenomenal tonight." Johnnie leans back, "She always looks good, to me anyway."

You look at him and stand up, "Thank you." He lays his hands on your hips, pulling you onto his lap, "You're going to finish this stream with me."

"No." You whine lightly with a laugh, "I need a shower."

"You can get one after. Guys. I've been teaching her how to play the guitar." Johnnie smiles and you look at the screen, "No. I'm not going to embarrass myself like that." You laugh, "No way!"

Johnnie lays his hand on your leg, weaving his fingers through the openings in your fishnet stockings, "Don't worry. I'll get her to open up and play for you."

You roll your eyes, moving to snake your arm around his neck, "Maybe." You smile down at him, "I'm going to get a water, do you want anything?"

He shakes his head, letting you stand up before he places his guitar back onto his lap. You leave, quickly making your way back after going to the fridge.

You slip in, sitting on the chair off to the side and in your still, slightly drunk state, Johnnie tugging on the metal chain around his neck starts to get your mind racing with such dirty thoughts.

You bite down on the inside of your lip, adjusting how you're sitting. Johnnie glances over at you, pulling the chain to adjust it and your eyes stay fixated on it.

He smirks slightly, looking back to the screen as he leans back, sliding his hand up his arm to push his sleeve up.

He looks so good tonight.

The combination of his hair, makeup, and outfit were all the absolute perfect combination.

You were secretly hoping his stream would be done soon, you didn't know how much longer you could take without his hands on your body.

"I'll play a snippet from my new song then I think I'm going to get off for tonight."

His words caused your excitement to grow.

You couldn't wait much longer for him to finally fulfill those words.

You sat there, elbow digging into the spot above your knee as your hand rests under your chin. Your eyes stay fixated on him and he knows you're watching.

He smirks at you, pushing up his sleeves as his guitar rests in his lap. Your lip pulls between your teeth as your head slightly tilts to the side.

You need him. Bad.

After a little bit more of listening to Johnnie sing, he finally ends the live and turns to you as he sets his guitar down.

"Get over here."

His words have you up on your feet with in a second after rolling off of his tongue. You walk over, straddling his lap and running your hands over the sides of his neck.

His hands slide over your hips and you whimper out a quiet, "Need you."

"I know." He smirks, "I could tell since you came home." He bites down on his lip ring and nods towards the door, "Come on."

You get up, taking his hand as he leads you to his room. He pulls you in front of him, hands on your waist as he guides you backwards into the room.

He reaches back, pushing the door shut before laying his hand on your neck, "You look so good." He leans in, connecting his lips to yours.

"I can say the same about you." You gently bite his lip, pulling it as you tilt your head back. A quiet gasp leaves his throat and his hand squeezes your hip, "Get these clothes off. Now."

You step back, turning to face him as he walks over to the bed. You bend down, unzipping your black boots so you can stand up and kick them off.

Your hands move to your belt, undoing it as your eyes fixate on the metal change wrapped around Johnnie's thumb, "That outfit is crazy hot."

You smile at his words, "I figured you'd like it." You throw your belt on the floor and slip your fingers into the hem of your red, lace crop bralette top.

Johnnie watches as you lift it up over your head, shaking your hair slightly as you toss it to the ground with your boots.

You lock eyes with Johnnie as you push your skirt down, leaving you in nothing but your black lace panties.

He holds his hands out, indicating he wants you to come to him, and you comply. You walk over to him, straddling his lap again. His hand slips down between your thighs and he smirks, "What's got you this turned on, sweetheart?"

"You want me to be honest?" You smirk slightly as Johnnie nods, "Always, baby."

Your hand drags up his chest, tangling the metal chain around your finger, "This. How fucking hot you looked while playing with it."

He licks his lips, "What do you want me to do with it?" He tilts his head, "Actually. Don't tell me, I'll just.." he trails off, lifting it up over his head and placing it around your neck.

His eyes scan over the chain hanging down between your boobs, "mm. I see what you mean." He smirks and grabs the chain, pulling you in to kiss him.

The kiss quickly turns heated, grinding down on him, moaning out as he bites down on your lip.

"P-please." You whimper out, desperate for his cock at this point, "Johnnie.”

He leans back, brushing hair from your face, "Hands and knees baby." You move off of him, crawling up the bed to hold your weight up with your hands pressed firmly into the bed.

You can hear Johnnie get undressed, but your mind is racing about one thing.

That chain tightening around your neck.

The bed dips down behind you and Johnnie slides your panties down, letting them drop to your knees, causing your heart rate to pick up.

It picks up drastically, when he slides a hand up your back and moves it under your hair to grab the chain.

He slowly and teasingly pulls it back, dragging it over your shoulders until it's pulled tight against your neck.

You gulp with excitement, knowing why Johnnie’s necklace was around your neck was exhilarating.

There’s just enough pressure, you can still breathe normal, but you can tell with one yank, your air supply will be cut well in half.

“Bring your ass up, baby.” Johnnie lays a hand on your hip and you drop your shoulders to the bed, the chain pulling tighter the further you move down towards the bed.

“You are so fucking sexy.” Johnnie says lowly as he admires the position you’re in. He grabs his cock, stroking it a few times before tapping the head of it against your wet slit.

You bite your lip, gripping the blanket below you as you feel him slowly push his cock into you.

You let out a moan, pushing your hips back to gain more of him.

He pulls the chain, causing it to grow tighter.

“Fuuuck.” He breathes out, fingers digging into your skin harder as he slides in more, “Shit.” You whimper at both the feeling of his cock and the chain tightening around your neck.

He wraps the chain around his hand, “Sit up a little for me.”

You rise up, holding your self up with your forearms on the bed. You tilt your head back and Johnnie leans forward to look down at you.

Your eyes lock with his, a strangled moan leaving your lips as he slowly pulls his cock out and slowly slides back in.

He bites his lip, watching your face twist with pleasure, “Does that feel good?”

You nod as best as you can, “Mm.”

“Is this what you wanted?” He asks and you open your eyes, whimpering out a small, “Y-yes.”

He smirks, leaning back, chain still wrapped around his hand, “I wanted to do this before you left, that little outfit you had on, fuck. It was so fucking sexy.”

He keeps the chain tight against your neck as he picks up his thrusts. It’s soon a punishing pace, the chain tightening more and more with each time his body connects with yours.

You try to moan, but you can’t.

Strangled noises leave your lips at random times.

Between the chain and Johnnie’s thrusts bringing you closer and closer to orgasm, your vision starts to go spotty.

You reach up, scratching at the chain and Jonnie loosens it. You take a deep breath as he leans forward, “You good?”

You nod, looking up at him weakly with a smile, “Uh huh. Keep going.”

He smirks, leaning back to resume his thrusts. He waits to tighten the chain, “I wanna hear ya.”

You let out a loud moan, pushing your hips back to meet his, “F-fuck.” You whine, “S-so close.” He lets go of the chain, gripping your hips to pull you back to him, slamming your body into his, “Shit.”

You drop your head down, moaning loudly as you clench around his cock, pulling the blankets as you finally hit that point.

“that’s it, baby.” Johnnie groans, “feels so good.”

Johnnie continues to fuck you, guiding you through your high before pulling out and rolling you over. Your eyes meet his as he leans down, grabbing the chain and wrapping it around his hand.

He pins it down beside your head, it tight against your neck.

He groans as he slips back into you, bringing your one leg up. His fingers dig into the outside of your thigh.

You whimper, eyes rolling back as his thrusts resume to being punishing. He leans down, crashing his lips onto yours.

You reach up, tangling your fingers into his hair, pulling, which earns a groan from him.

You loved hearing him, too.

“You’re so fucking good to me.” He whispers against your lips, “So fucking good.”

Your lips part as you watch him lean back, the chain loosening just enough for your moans to come out full volume.

He smirks, biting onto his lip as he closes his eyes. He tilts his head back, thrusts growing sloppy, “Fuck. Fuck.” He leans back down, tightening the chain once again as he rails into you.

The chain dulls your screamed moans as you drag your nails down his back. He groans loudly, “Fuckin hell.”

He dips his head down, lips attaching to yours as he pushes in, his cock twitching to coat your walls white.

He keeps his lips on yours, moving them in a slow rhythm with yours as he lets go of the chain. You take a deep breath as he moves to plant kisses on your cheek.

“You sure you’re okay?” He whispers as he brushes his finger over your neck. You turn your head to face him, “I’m good, baby.”

He picks your lips, sitting up to pull out and stand up.

He grabs his shirt and wipes off your thighs, “I really hope that wasn’t too hard.” He glances up at you as you sit up and you shrug, “Aw well.”

You laugh slightly which causes him to laugh, “I can’t believe you talked me into that.”

“I didn’t talk you into anything.” You stand up, “But I will talk you into going for a shower with me.”

“If I ever say no to that, use that chain and choke me out until I’m dead.” He walks over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist as he leads you to the bathroom.

The next morning, you wake up, sitting up to stretch as you look over at Johnnie, who’s still sleeping.

He was up late last night editing a video, so you decided to let him sleep in. You go out and start to make some breakfast before the curiosity of whether or not the chain left a mark gets the best of you.

You set down your mug and make your way to the bathroom. You flick on the light and as soon as your eyes meet your neck in the mirror, they grow wide and your mouth drops open.

“Oh fuck.” You cover your mouth, leaning in to drag your fingers down over the chain like bruise that circles around your neck, “Fuck.”

You laugh slightly, shaking your head. You look towards the open doorway as you hear Johnnie’s door open, “y/n.”

“Bathroom, babe.” You call out, leaning against the counter to wait for him. He walks around the corner, hand ruffling his hair, “What are ya doing?”

You bite your lip, “Um. I was just-“

“Holy fuck!” Johnnie drops his hands and move towards you, placing them on the sides of your neck.

His thumbs trace over the mark, “What the fuck.” He looks up at you and you can’t help but laugh, “I know. That’s why I came in here.”

Johnnie laughs in shock, “Jesus Christ.”

“It could be worse.” You shrug and Johnnie looks at you. You lean in, “I liked it. I promise. I’ll just cover it up with necklaces and stuff. No worries.”

“You are one freaky slut, you know that?” Johnnie slides his hands down to your hips and you pull him closer to you, “Those sound like fighting words.”

“Maybe they are.” He raises his brows and tilts his head, “what do ya say? Hmm. Wanna go a few rounds?”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Thank you guys for being patient and thank you for reading! I truly appreciate and love you all so much! I hope you enjoyed this! 🖤

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jake-webber · 3 months

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*Jake and Johnnie Tripsitting you*

Jake: I can feel them crawling in my skin. I can feel them crawling in my skin. I can feel them crawling in my skin. I can feel them crawling in my skin.

Johnnie: Is it just me or is the room getting smaller? It’s so cramped in here, I can’t breathe, Y/N, I can’t breathe.

Jake: NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE. NIGHTMARE.

You, crying your eyes out:

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teapartyprincess4two · 2 months

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Messy- J. Webber

pairing: Waitress!reader x Mechanic!Jake

classification: SMUT SMUT NO FLUFF

warnings: 18+, MDNI, literal sex, messy sex, public sex, facial, cream pie, cursing

inspiration: request

summary: Jake is a regular customer at the diner you work at, eating the same meal everyday before returning back to work. One day, when you’re taking his order, you can tell he has much more sinful intentions than a quick meal.

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The diner is slow today, it always is on Sundays. You’ve had a total of 5 customers and it’s already past noon, making the day feel endless. You’re currently messing with the fryer in the kitchen. It turned off suddenly and now it won’t turn back on. “Stupid fucking fryer,” you grumble, clicking random buttons until it finally starts heating.

Suddenly the front doorbell rings, indicating a customer has entered the lobby. “Hello! I’ll be right with you!” you call out from the kitchen, peering your head over the order window to catch a glimpse of the customers. You instantly recognize that it’s Jake, he’s a regular customer and arrives everyday at exactly 12:30pm without fail.

Jake saunters in, dirty and sweaty from a hard days work. He works at an automotive repair shop that sits right on the corner of the street, choosing your diner everyday as his preferred dining spot. The walk from his car shop isn’t long, but he always leaves early so he misses the lunch rush.

Because he’s such a frequent customer, Jake knows the diner well, so he situates himself in the booth that gives him the best view of the kitchen. When he first started eating here, he realized that this booth provided him with a cinema worthy experience because he could watch you work as he enjoyed his meal.

You emerge from the kitchen with a big smile on your face, walking around the front counter and over to Jake’s table. “Can’t get enough of this place, huh?” you joke, retrieving a small notebook and ball point pen from the depths of your apron.

“Guess so,” Jake replies with a chuckle, folding his dirty hands over the table. They’re permanently stained with car oil, calloused by countless hours of manual labor. Your eyes travel from his broad, tattooed shoulders down to his folded arms, relishing in the way his sweat glistens in the sun that trickles in through the window. His white tank top is adorned with black smudges and stains, ripped and frayed along the edges. There’s dirt under his fingernails, a detail that you’d usually find disturbing, but it adds even more grit to Jake. You love the idea of being fucked by a hard working man who isn’t afraid to get dirty.

Jake’s messy look completely juxtaposes yours. You’re wearing your diner uniform, clad in a pastel pink dress and an apron so white it reflected the sun. Your hair is curled and pinned back, a matching pink bow dangling in between your bouncy strands. Stark white sneakers sway back and forth, as you wait patiently for Jake to order. You looked so clean, too clean, and Jake wanted to roam his hands all over you and watch how messy you could really get.

“So, your usual?” you ask, knowing Jake’s order by heart. Over the course of his visits, you’ve learned that Jake is a simple man. He orders the same thing everyday and although the food was slightly above average, he claimed it was his favorite as an excuse to watch you work.

Jake loved watching as you diligently wiped down tables, your hips rocking back and forth as you worked the rag into tough, grimy spots. When you were mopping, he’d scoot closer to the edge of his seat and watch you bend over as you rung out the mop. He especially loves watching as you walked over to his booth with his meal in hand, because once you arrive to the table you bend over just enough to expose the top of your breasts.

“You know how I like it, baby,” the nickname slips out naturally, the flirtatious undertones evident in Jake’s voice. At first you would become flustered with his incessant flirting, but now that you’re used to it, you get turned on. You feel like a car engine, revved up and ready to fuck some miles into him.

“Alright, it’ll be right out,” you reply with a playful smile, shoving the notepad and pen back into your apron before making your way back to the kitchen. Your hips sway as you walk away, the string of your apron slapping against your ass with each step.

Jake’s eyes are glued to you, mentally undressing you from across the room. He’s really hungry now, but not for the food.

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20 minutes have passed and you’re still not back with his food. Jake isn’t the type to complain, but he knows it never takes you this long. Loud beeping rings throughout the diner, followed by a loud yell from the kitchen, “Ow! Fuck!” Metal clangs on the floor shortly after, a string of cuss words coming from you.

Jake’s natural instinct is to get up and check on you, but you come out from the kitchen before he can act on it. You’re pressing a cold, wet towel on your hand, “Sorry, it’s gonna be a while. The fryer’s been acting up all day and it just turned off. I burnt myself trying to fix it, but I popped your fries in the oven instead, okay?”

Jake sees the opportunity and takes it, “No problem. I can take a look at it if you want?” He’s an extremely handy man, and he’s hoping to get handsy with you if he plays his cards right.

“At what?” you ask confused, applying pressure to your hand.

“The fryer. I can try to fix it. It’ll only take a few minutes,” he replies, using his hands to push himself out of the booth. Before you can protest, Jake begins walking to the kitchen. His dirty work boots leave a trail of footprints on the floor as you follow closely behind, trying to keep up with his long strides. He quickly finds the fryer, following the smell of gas until he locates the source.

“No, it’s okay! I’ll just put in a work order,” you reason, watching as he kneels in front of the machine. You were beginning to panic, no one other than employees were allowed in the kitchen. What if your boss suddenly showed up and found him back here? Not to mention how unsanitary it was for him to be touching everything with his soiled hands.

“Yeah? And when will they finally come fix it?”

The question has you stumped, causing you to think for a while. The maintenance men usually didn’t come until weeks after the initial work order was put in, and working without a fryer for that long sounded like actual hell. That didn’t mean you wanted a customer working while on their lunch break, “Probably a couple of weeks, but it’s okay. It’s not a big deal, really!”

Your words fall on deaf ears though because Jake is opening the fryer hatch, a whiff of cooking oil and gas hitting him straight in the face. From that smell alone he immediately knew the problem, “Yeah, see, the gas line isn’t connected. One stray spark and this whole place is blowing up.”

Jake’s used to working in much hotter temperatures, surrounded daily by the summer weather and even hotter car engines. So, although the fryer is emitting a lot of heat, it’s nothing compared to what he deals with daily. He manages to find the main gas line, turning the nob off to ensure there isn’t any other leaks. After that, he swiftly turns the machine off before unscrewing a hot, black tube. He pulls the black tube off with a grunt, causing a loud hissing noise as the last bits of gas spill out.

“How do you know it’s the gas line?” you ask curiously, blissfully unaware and nose blind to the smell. “The smell,” he replies blatantly, strong hands removing random pieces from the machine. Well they were random to you, but Jake seemed to know the purpose of each piece.

The oven dings faintly in the background, indicating that the fries are finally done baking. You would love to stay and watch his arms flex as he worked, but you didn’t want to cause another hazard, “I’ll be back, those are the fries. I don’t want them to burn.”

He hums in response, the sound being followed by another animalistic grunt. You feel your core clench at the sound, there was something about him that made you want to push him to the ground and get messy.

You force yourself to look away, finally walking over to the oven to retrieve the fries before they burn.

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The fryer was worse than either of you anticipated, causing Jake to spend more than a ‘few minutes’ working on it. He’s lying face up on the floor to get a better view, a broken down cardboard box is sprawled out under him to serve as a cushion and as a barrier from the cold floor.

Luckily you’ve only had one other customer since then and all they ordered was a drink, so you’ve been able to watch Jake work this entire time. Your pussy is throbbing at the possibilities, your mind delving into uncharted territory as you imagine what he’d look like under you.

Jake’s hips buck upward as he adjust himself, pushing himself further into the machine each time. Your eyes fall onto his crotch every time, you can’t help but stare and salivate at the growing bulge. He knows you’re watching and it’s turning him on.

“Here, hold this piece right… there,” he instructs, voice trailing off as his fingers pinch a wire in place. You comply, scooting closer so you can properly hold the wire in place. The position is uncomfortable though, your legs struggling to remain in place as you try not to fall on Jake.

After a while your legs start to hurt, trembling from the constant strain. “I can’t reach,” you explain, attempting to shift your weight so you’re comfortable.

Jake lifts his head up, careful not to hit it against the metal above him, as he peers at you. You were awkwardly reaching over him, one hand gripping onto the edge of the fryer as the other stretched to properly hold the wire in place. He looks down at your legs, watching as they shake before he accidentally catches a glimpse of your underwear.

“Here, just…” he begins to say, forgetting his sentence as his mind fills with sinful thoughts of you. He places his tools on the ground before taking a hold of your waist, dirty fingerprints immediately soaking into the fabric of your dress. He uses his hands to carefully guide you over him, stopping once you’re situated directly above his crotch.

“Try again,” he instructs, forcing himself to think about anything other than the newfound pressure you’re applying to him. You reposition the wire with your right hand, your left hand resting on Jake’s chest for support. Once the wire is in place, he scoots forward, his hips bucking up again as he does it. The rough material of his jeans rubs against your clothed pussy, causing you to squirm from above him. You’re forced to bite back a whine, realizing that this was not the time nor the place to be getting all riled up.

Jake is extremely concentrated, choosing to ignore the growing erection in his pants. “Hand me the pliers,” he says, but it comes out more like a command. His toolbox sits next to you, the short distance being close enough for you rummage through it quickly. You subconsciously grind down on his crotch, surprised to feel the outline of his dick through the thick material of his jeans.

His hands instinctively travel to your hips again, a firm grip willing you to stop your movements. “Sorry,” you murmur, becoming drunk on the idea of Jake fucking you long and hard on the kitchen floor.

Jake lets out a small groan, the innocence in your voice seducing him even further. “Here,” you whisper, eyes locking with his for a second through your long, thick eyelashes. He takes the pliers from you, forcing himself to return to the task at hand.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

You squirm from above him, wiggling so you can feel him again. Usually you wouldn’t be this bold, but your pussy is hungry and your mind is drunk. Jake chases the feeling too, wishing there was nothing to restrict him from feeling you entirely.

“Don’t look at you like what?”

“Like you want to fuck me,” he replies sternly, the heels of his boots digging into the floor as he drags himself out from under the fryer. The cardboard makes it easier for him to slide out and he’s strong enough to bring you with him, eliciting a gasp from you as you place your hands on his chest to anchor yourself.

He sits up, his left arm immediately wrapping around your waist in the process. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, princess,” he smirks, pushing you down onto his crotch.

Your hands gingerly rest on his shoulders as you look at him through hooded eyes, were you really going to do this? The sexual tension is blinding you, causing you to make yet another bold remark.

“What if I do want to fuck you?”

“That’s fine, baby. Just don’t complain when it gets messy,” he replies coyly, pulling you further into him. Jake’s plump lips latch onto yours, metal lip rings digging into your face. The pain only eggs you on, your hands traveling up his neck and tangling into his hair.

“So eager,” he murmurs into the kiss, scrunching your dress up around your abdomen. His hands find your ass, slapping and kneading the skin in his firm grip. Moans are slipping from you, all of them being swallowed by Jake as he hungrily kisses you back. Your hips grind onto him again, desperate for release.

You’re whimpering, trying to feel as much of him as possible through the multiple layers of fabric that separate you. “Patience, baby,” he moans, but even he’s becoming impatient.

It comes to no surprise when you scoot back onto his thigh and feverishly unzip his pants, he doesn’t protest either, instead he watches eagerly. You make swift work of his pants, Jake lifts his hips to help you tug them off. “I want you to make a mess on my face,” you whisper, hopping off of Jake’s lap so you can wiggle further down.

The suggestion makes Jake’s dick twitch, precum spilling out from the tip and soaking into his boxers. You pull his boxers down and they pool around his ankles alongside his pants. His dick stands up straight, and it’s so big you begin to wonder if this was a good idea. How was that supposed to fit inside of you?

Jake knows exactly what you’re thinking, smirking at the sight of you gawking over the size of his cock. You’re brave though, so you crawl closer to him and slowly begin pumping his shaft. His head is immediately thrown back in pleasure, your touch alone almost being enough for him to spill his seed onto your hand.

You wrap your lips around the tip, your head inching down to the base slowly. If you go any faster, you’ll surely gag around his cock and start crying. “Just like that,” he groans, swooping some of your hair out of your face with one hand as the other holds his dick in place for you. Your lips kiss his hand as you take as much of his as possible, your throat struggling to keep up with the sheer size of him.

His hips thrust into your mouth, eliciting a gag from you that flips a switch in Jake. He wants to hear that sound again and again, so he holds your head firmly and guides it up and down his cock repeatedly. Each time you reach the tip, you gasp for air before he’s pushing you back down again. Saliva is dripping down your chin and bubbling at the corners of your mouth, tricking far enough to coat Jake’s penis entirely.

“Making such a big mess, beautiful,” he grunts, pulling you away from him to get a better look at your face. Streaks of mascara run down your face, your hair is all over the place, and saliva is actively dribbling down your chin. “Come here, let me ruin you,” he instructs, pulling you back down so he can coat your face and uniform in his cum.

He pumps his cock aggressively over your face, watching with a slack jaw as you close your eyes and allow his cum to paint your face. You’re glazed in the liquid, squealing slightly at the new sensation. “Yummy,” you giggle, licking your lips to gather as much of it on your tongue as possible.

Jake isn’t done though, he’s fully prepared to go another round with you, but this time with his dick balls deep in you. Right as you’re about to continue, you hear the front doorbell ring.

“Hello?” a customer asks, peering over the counter in search of an employee. Luckily, because you’re on the floor, you’re perfectly out of view. Jake gets an idea, immediately pulling you onto his lap and pushing your panties to the side so aggressively they rip.

“Sit,” he commands, aligning his cock with your entrance. You look at him in shock and whisper shout, “there’s a customer!” He’s unrelenting, dragging the tip of his cock up your folds as a response. You bite your lip, accepting the challenge as you sit on his thick dick.

A small gasp escapes your mouth once you bottom out, the girth of his cock stretching your walls.

“Hello? Anybody there?!” The customer shouts, tiptoeing to see behind the order window and into the kitchen. They’re becoming more and more impatient by the second.

You begin bouncing on Jake’s dick, his hands leaving prints all over your dress. You’re a whimpering mess, the stretch being both pleasureful and painful.

“C’mon, princess, is anybody there?” he taunts, sucking on the skin of your neck. You pull him in closer by his neck, moaning into his ear as quietly as possible.

“I just want a coffee!” the customer pleads, still trying to find at least one employee. Jake slaps your ass, silently instructing you to respond.

“Take a seat! I’ll be right with you,” you squeak out, trying not to sound like you’re getting your brains fucked out. Jake is satisfied with your response, arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you down harder on him.

“You’re making me wait for a coffee?!”

Jake’s angles you forward so he can fuck you harder, his head resting on your chest. “I’m fixing the- fuck,” you begin, but Jake hits a spot inside of you that has you clenching around him. “What are you fixing?” Jake questions, loving how flustered you are.

“I’m fixing the fryer,” you spew out, the lame excuse annoying the customer further. The euphoric feeling in your pussy is enough to wash away any anxiety you feel, your walls clenching around Jake with each thrust.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he moans, his orgasm from earlier catching up to him. “Cum in me,” you demand, so drunk off his dick that you don’t realize what you said. The idea is enticing, so enticing that Jake doesn’t second guess it either.

One last thrust has him spilling his hot seed inside of you, the warm feeling sending you over the edge shortly after.

“Just a coffee! UNBELIEVABLE.”

“I’m coming,” you yelp, as your orgasm washes over you. You’re whimpering, moaning, and panting as you convulse around Jake’s cock. The statement puts a smirk on his face, you were definitely coming.

Once you come down from your orgasm, Jake is pulling you off of him slowly. You look like a beautiful mess. White liquid drips from your hole down your thighs, your underwear is ripped, your dress is stained from Jake’s oily hands, streaks of mascara run down your cheeks, your face is coated in cum, and your hair is tangled.

“Go get him his coffee,” Jake teases, watching as you slowly realize how crazy you look right now. He slaps your ass one last time before you’re hopping off of him, adjusting your dress and smoothing your hair down haphazardly.

You grab a napkin, running it across your face as you try and clean yourself up as best as possible. It’s no use, you look a mess. Without another word, you’re stumbling out into the lobby.

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pinkchevyimpala · 3 months

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KISS, johnnie guilbert

reader has a panic attack

' i used to wait in my room for a single sign from you say i hate you cause i knew that you would never love me too '

female reader , assault , panic attacks , enemies to lovers? kinda sorta , johnnie being a cutie , swearing , drinking , fluff anymore lmk !

y/n readjusted her shirt as she downed another shot, the liquid burning her throat. she grinned at the man in front of her, "another one, please!" she exclaimed. the man, she had literally just met, nodded and poured whatever type of concoction he had made previously, into a shot glass.

their fingers connected as she removed the glass from his hand, downing it yet again. "what's your name?" the older man yelled over the music, y/n shook her head. "why does it matter?" she shouted back, her voice laced with worry.

"because, you're a pretty girl. of course i want to know a pretty girls name." he spoke, looking deep into her eyes. a shiver ran down her spine, "um, no thank you. i think i'll go and find my friends." she replied, taking a step back. the man grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer towards him.

"stop it, let go of me!" she yelped, he shoved a hand over her mouth, eyes drawing towards them. "there are 50 fucking people in this room. if you don't shut up, i swear, i'll kill you."

y/n took her chance, biting his hand. "you fucking bitch!" he groaned in pain, holding his hand to his chest. she quickly ran off, tears streaming down her face.

all of a sudden, her face collided with someones chest. "fuck." she mumbled, rubbing her nose. "watch where you're going." she choked, still sobbing.

"what-- y/n?" she heard a familiar voice. she looked up to see him, the bane of her fucking existence. "what do you want?" she managed to choke out, her throat closing up.

"what happened, why are you crying?" he spoke softly, holding his hands on her shoulders. "i.. i don't know. but.. he... then." y/n mumbled, her hands shaking violently. "let's go outside, yeah?" johnnie lead her out to the front, where there were only two or so people.

he sat her down on the porch, before leaning down in front of her at eye level. "i'm scared." y/n blurted out, bobbing her knee up and down. she placed her hands in her hair, then moving them to her knee, then back to her hair, then to her nails, picking at them, then--

"god here- just hold my hand." johnnie ushered, taking her hand in his. "are you okay y/n?" he questioned, looking her in the eyes, "you're shaking. what can i do? let me help you."

"i want to go home. please." she sighed, tears streaming down her face. "okay, i'll ask jake. stay here, don't move." he smiled, placing his hands on her knees as a way of reassuring her.

"no, please don't leave me." she nearly yelled, pulling on his hand. "okay, okay i won't. calm down. i wont let anything happen to you, i swear." he spoke, pulling out his phone and presumably texting jake.

a few moments later, a car pulled up in front of the two. a full car. "jake, dude. i thought it was just you?" johnnie questioned, dragging the smaller girl towards the car with him, his arm wrapped around her waist. "i can't just leave them here drunk, johnnie." his friend replied, unlocking the car for them to get in.

"where is she supposed to sit?" johnnie asked, jake shrugged. "is y/n okay man? what did you do to her, jesus christ." he continued, looking at the small girl, of whom was looking all over, still vigorously shaking.

"what if y-" johnnie started, pointing to his lap. "if you seriously propose that i sit on your lap, i will kill you." y/n mugged him, standing outside of the car.

"oh my god. just get in." jake groaned, his head falling back. y/n looked around a final time, before huffing and sitting on top of johnnies lap. she slammed the door shut, a string of curses falling from her lips. "don't slam my doors!" jake yelled, y/n flinched. "don't yell at me!" she shouted back.

"just drive." johnnie muttered, jake pulled out of the driveway. "we never speak of this again, do you hear me?" y/n inquired, johnnie nodded, as well as jake.

johnnies hands were moving all around, not knowing where to place them without making her feel uncomfortable. "not that i'm enjoying this, but could you move your hands?" she questioned, grabbing his hands and placing them down onto her thighs.

"i never noticed your back dimples piercing, it's cute." johnnie complimented, trying not to keep the awkward silence. "thankyou." she smiled, playing with the rings on his fingers.

"we're here." jake revealed, his car hauling to a stop. "i'll take you in." johnnie offered, y/n nodded. he followed behind her as they walked up the steps to her apartment. she sighed, unlocking her door with the keys she kept under her plant pot.

"want me to come in?" he asked, y/n replying by pulling him inside by his wrist. she took in a long, deep breath, leaning over the counter. "you um, you never told me what happened." he brought up, she looked over at him.

"i'm gonna shower and get changed. can you wait here?" she asked, completely ignoring what he had just said. "uh yeah, i'll order some food, or something." he replied, y/n nodded and walked into her bathroom.

after she got warm into her pyjamas, she towel dried her hair, before walking back into the living room. she sat down next to johnnie, pulling a blanket over the two of them. "why did you help me johnnie?" she asked.

"i just, i don't know. i can't tell you." he commented, she shook her head, "of course you can tell me, you just don't want to."

"you wouldn't understand." he mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. "please, tell me." she echoed, moving closer to him.

"i love you, y/n. i love you so much and- and you don't feel the same way. and i genuinely don't know why but my brain just goes blank when i look at you. and i just love you so much, but-"

"shut the fuck up."

the kiss was slow and full of love, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "i love you." y/n spoke, "so much."

"i can't pretend anymore. it's you. it's always been you. and i know i can be a bitch, but it's just because i knew- well i thought that you would never love me too." she confessed, looking deep into his blue eyes.

"can you stay here tonight? please." y/n spoke, he nodded, following her to her room. she switched off the lights, flicking her lamp on, and lay on the right side of the bed. he got in next to her, she lay her head on his chest, close to his heart, listening to it beating.

"never figured you for this much of a cuddler." johnnie smiled, she flicked his forehead. "that really hurt!" he yelled sarcastically, she giggled, as his hands moved towards her waist. "johnnie, no." she grinned, moving away. he smirked, tickling her waist. "stop!" she exclaimed, straddling his waist.

"your eyes are really pretty up close." she admitted, looking down at him. "oh yeah?" he spoke, messing with a piece of her hair, wrapping it around his pointer finger.

"you're really pretty." johnnie also admitted, she blushed, leaning down and kissing him. the two kissed for a few minutes, before she pulled away. "okay, stop. before i can't sleep." she giggled, pulling off of him, taking her place next to him.

"will you still be here when i wake up?" johnnie asked, she smiled and nodded, "of course i will. goodnight, johnnie."

"goodnight, y/n."

#johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert #jake and johnnie #2000s emo #enemies to lovers #friends to lovers #fanfic #pls read #barks #i love you

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banquetwriter · 21 days

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Please do a part 2 to the Johnnie fix u just posted !

୨୧ Cinnamon pt:2 ୨୧

pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ Reader

warnings: ୭̥⋆*｡

summary: ʚ A part two to cinnamon ɞ

Words: 1034

An: this was in reference to: cinnamon go check it out since this is part two! This turned out so bad I'm so sorry. I never wanted to make a part two to this so I'm a lil upset lol

It was the day after the party, you weren't too hungover by any means, just a little sick feeling in the morning but that had passed hours ago. You had also left the party early deciding it wasn't fair to torture yourself with Johnnie all night long.

You were taking a slow sip of your drink and scrolling around Pinterest when an Instagram DM from Johnnie popped up on your phone. Your eyebrow shot up tapping the notification.

J: ‘Hey, you left that party quickly last night. Sure you're doing ok?’

You smiled briefly at his message. You set your drink down while sitting up to reply.

‘Haha yeah I’m all good just got a little overwhelmed that's all :)’

You sent your message and decided to put your phone down. You didn't want to wait around for his reply, that was only going to cause you to get even more attached to someone who didn't like you. You turned the TV on and put on one of your favorite shows.

You say most of an episode is for caving and checking for a text back. Sure enough, that was a notification from the world's favorite emo boy. You tap on it unlocking your phone.

J: ‘oh ok. I'm always here if you need to talk or anything like that. Can I ask what made you so overwhelmed?’ he asked. You felt that familiar heartbeat increase as you re-read his message over and over again.

‘It was just someone I didn't wanna be around for that long. It wasn't in a bad way, I just needed a break from someone.’ you replied. You Weren't sure why you couldn't just lie to him but you couldn't.

You hoped he would take your words and leave you be, but as fate would have it… he doesn't. J: ‘Was it me?’ he asks. You're not sure how to respond, you suppose it would be time to talk this out as the opportunity presented itself.

‘We can talk sometime in person, ok? Are you free at all this week?’ you sent back, anxiety creeping its way through your whole body in waves. This wasn't right. We shouldn't meet.

Was there a possibility that Johnnie actually liked you? No. Right? You Weren't sure at this point. People who like someone check in on them. Maybe he DID like you just not how you want him to.

Your heart nearly exploded when you heard another text go through. J: ‘Im free today’ your heart was pounding so fast. Would you even have the courage to meet today in the first place.

It's better to get the bandage ripped off sooner than later. ‘Works for me lets get dinner?’ you sent the message feeling like you were going to vomit. You wanted to get all ready for him, look your best.

But you knew you shouldn't do that. He needed this from you at your most true self. Sweatpants and all. He agreed and you both arranged plans to meet in only four hours.

Four hours is a lot of time to wait for something but it felt even longer as you checked the clock every five minutes to see if it was time or not. But after all your waiting it was finally time to leave.

You pulled up to this place and Johnnie was already standing outside. You both shuffle around each other awkwardly for a moment before you tell him to sit down. You choose a spot outside and sit down.

The wind blows on both of you as it chills you to the bone. “So I did leave because of you but, that sounds so scary and mean.” you start. He just stared at you for a moment “ok.” was all he said, his voice wavering.

“It's because I really like you. And I know this sounds immature and silly but when you didn't talk to me at the party I felt so alone. I thought you might have liked me too and I don't know. I just needed to leave after you gave me water.” you confessed to him.

It all felt so silly now. Leaving a party because a boy didn't like you. He doesn't say anything and again your instinct is to just run, as fast and as far as you can. Johnnie doesn't let that happen this time.

As soon as you stand up his arm reaches out for you. You stop at his contact. “Y/n I definitely like you, don't worry,” he said as you slowly sat back down. You hold his eyes before eventually feeling the feeling of shame creep back in.

“Sorry,” you mumble slowly. “I thought you left because I made you uncomfortable or something,” he said, the wind blowing again. Your heart was soaring at his words. “No, I was just high and overwhelmed,” you said looking down at his hand that was still holding your arm.

“Oh right. Well, I definitely like you, I don't talk to people I don't like this much,” he said, causing both of you to giggle slightly. “I'm sorry for the way I reacted. I just got so scared,” you said through a pitiful laugh.

“It's ok we all get scared of something. I just can't ever imagine someone like you liking someone like me,” he said rubbing the back of his neck. “What do you mean? You're so fucking funny and nice Johnnie of course I like you,” you say with a smile.

“Thanks but I don't believe you. It's just that you're so funny, smart, and… pretty. I don't know how I can compare.” he said looking down. “Johnnie, that's how I feel about you,” you said leaning towards him.

“We should hang out sometime,” he said, unfortunately removing his hand from your arm to fix his hair. “We’re hanging out right now,” you said, tilting your head slightly. “No, I mean like on a date?” he says looking up at you through his hair. “You wanna take me on a date?” you whisper leaning further towards him.

“Y-yes we should go on a date,” he said again, adjusting his hair. “Ok let's go on a date then.”

“OK?”

“Ok.”

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jakevwebber · 24 days

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johnnie guilbert x anxious reader

JOHNNIE GUILBERT X ANXIOUS READER SMUT

summary: johnnie and y/n had been in a relationship for 2 years and they were the exact same people just different genders , when it came down to there sex life y/n was always anxious but johnnie always tried to made her feel better.

it was october 31st me and johnnie had been invited to a halloween party , you had to dress up in costume so me and johnnie did matching and went as harley quinn and joker.

i was in the bathroom with door open quickly touching up on my lipliner and lipstick when johnnie walked in smiling at me

“you look so good” he kissed my cheek

“thank you baby so do you”

he sat on the side so he was looking down at me while i was doing my lips , he then asked me if i could touch up on his hairspray cause he felt like his black hair was coming through.

i grabbed the green hairspray and swapped seats with him , him standing inbetween my legs me sat infront of him on the side i began spraying his hair and getting the hair gel and running it through his hair to get the same hairstyle as the joker.

“look in the mirror baby did i get it all?” i questioned

“yeah you did thank you” he kissed me and grabbed my hips picking me up and letting me stand back up following him out the bathroom .

i put on the jacket that went to my outfit and laced up my shoes also drenching myself in perfume , johnnie then doing the exact same thing as me.

“are you ready to go jay?” (nickname for johnnie)

“yes i’m ready who’s driving?” he asked

“me and then you can drive on the way home”

he agreed and followed me out the house locking the door and getting into my car.

10:27pm

me and johnnie had been at the party for around half an hour i was so drunk without realising , johnnie was with tara and jake most of the time leaving me to be with colby since i couldn’t speak to anybody else becuase it scared me speaking to people i didn’t know.

me and colby were going back and forth to the bar getting shots each time and then sitting back down in the booth we were in from the start of the party.

“where’s johnnie?” colby wondered

“i don’t know but im gonna go find him i miss him” i said getting sad

“don’t start crying please” he begged

“i can’t help it i love him so much cole im gonna go find my boyfriend” i said crying

colby just laughed and let me walk off to find johnnie.

i finally found johnnie and he was stud with tara , i walked over to johnnie hugging him from behind still crying

he turned his head to see me hugging him from behind and realised i was crying , he then turned his whole body around and lifted my chin up asking me what was wrong.

“i just love you so much baby like soooo much i can’t even explain” i said squeezing him

he smiled at me and kissed my forehead “i love you too” he let go off the hug and grabbed my hand walking over to a big booth were lots of people were sat.

johnnie sat next to jake obviously and i sat next to chris , not even realising chris was there i layed my head on johnnies lap curling my legs up to my chest and looking up towards johnnies face.

he was just speaking to people and stroking my head and looked down at me every one in a while asking if i was okay and if i wanted something to drink. i declined each time because i didn’t want to be really hung over the next morning

we finally all started to move and eveyone went to the dance floor to dance and got lots of drinks in , i totally ignored the fact i just said i won’t have more to drink and kept drinking and dancing with different people .

i was dancing with johnnie the most , tara a lot , and colby obviously and somehow ended up dancing with all the triplets at different times.

time skip

3:45am

me and johnnie were walking out of the party holding hands and many other people were leaving at this time as well so all i could hear was people talking and music playing quietly form behind me

i was very drunk so johnnie said goodbye to eveyone for me and put me in the passenger seat with a bottle of water in my hand so i could sober up , thankfully it was working i was starting to feel less sick thank god .

“when we get home i’ll get you some tablets and get you changed okay?” johnnie says to make me feel better

i smiled at him tilting my head onto the seatbelt so i could sleep for the 30 minute drive we had ahead of us .

we arrived back home and johnnie went and got me another water and tablets from the kitchen and we both walked into our bedroom i literally just flopped onto our bed staring up at the ceiling , johnnie came over to me pulling me into the bathroom and helping me take my makeup off .

johnnie also took his makeup off and quickly washed his hair in the sink also washing his face.

i walked into the bedroom slowly taking off my costume , i took off my jacket and my socks then unclasping my bra throwing it somewhere random on the floor.

while i was changing johnnie came out and said for me to stop and that he will do it for me, he went over to our drawers and grabbed me some of my shorts and a baggy shirt.

he took off my shorts and then taking off my tights , he put my pj shorts on for me then telling me to put my arms up.

i did

he pulled the shirt over my head and looked straight down at my boobs , i looked up at him staring into his eyes he then looked up from my boobs looking into my eyes.

“ can i kiss you ”

i nodded

he kissed me and began leaning foward causing me to lean backwards so he was on top of me , he moved from my mouth to kissing my neck and my shoulders.

he asked if he could take off my shorts and then my panties and i nodded.

he took them off my body he began kissing down to my thighs until he reached my clit , starting to pleasure me by kissing it licking my folds up and down i was out of breath covering my mouth

“ uhm can i put my bra back on please” i ask

“of course here” he hands over my bra

he stopped kissing my clit and put two fingers in his mouth then bringing them down near my hole teasing me slightly

“stop teasing please” i mutter under my breath

he was rubbing his fingers around my hole touching each fold while making direct eye contact with me

i moan a little and johnnie moves one of his hands up to my boobs and squeezes one of my boobs massaging them.

he shoved his fingers straight into my hole curling his fingers inside then bringing them in and out

“fuck your so hot”

johnnie got faster making me moan i covered my mouth arching my back throwing my head and my whole body back

johnnie took his fingers out and didn’t let me finish and he sat up on his knees pulling his pants and boxers down

his cock was leaking with pre cum with thick veins running up and down it , my mouth opened forgetting how big he was each time we had sex.

“you definitely want to carry on baby?” he questioned

“yeah please” i stuttered

he lined his cock up to my folds moving it up and down teasing me again , he moved back and moved me over to sit ontop of him

he was holding my waist to keep me hovering over his throbbing cock.

he then slowly moved me down so now i’m sat on it

all of it

he filled me up so well and he lifted my chin up and asked if I was okay i nodded at him smiling

i began moving once i was adjusted to his size , i was moving back and forward with my hands resting on johnnies chest

the whole room was echoing with johnnies groans and him talking me through it and my loud moans every once in a while

“omg johnnie”

he smiled and started bucking his hips up to thrust into me deeper , so i was moving back and forward and he was thrusting into me faster and faster

“your so good at this o-omg” johnnie moaned

i smiled down at him and leaned down to his face and began kissing him

“i’m so close johnnie keep going”

“okay i am too baby”

we were both riding out to our highs so close to cumming with eachother he grabbed both my hands that were on his chest and interlocked them with his so we were holding hands

his cock twitched inside of me so i knew he was seconds away so i got faster and kissed his neck making him finish with me.

we both finished at the same time and we were so out of breath we were sat staring at eachother then broke into laughter

i got off johnnie and went into the bathroom using the toilet and then washing my hands coming out to get some panties to sleep in and i got back into bed with johnnie laying on his chest with one of my legs over his legs.

“your special to me” he said kissing my forehead

“your special to me to baby”

“i love you y/n”

“i love you so much more jay”

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OKAY I HOPE RHIS WAS GOOD ITS MY SECOND TIME WRITING SMUT LOL

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