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bisexualcage · 4 months

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HIHI!!

UHMM NO PRESSURE

could you do an nsfw fic with mk11 (!old) form johnny x ftm bottom reader? preferably post-op (top surgery) and pre-op bottom surgery? SORRY THAT ITS SO SPECIFIC I’m just head over heels for this man he’s so cute!!

maybe something like morning sex, praising etc. THANK YOU SM!

(Sorry for the late reply! Hope you enjoy!)

Just Before Sunrise |

Older Johnny Cage x Trans Male Reader, NSWF MDNI! 🔞

Relationship: Older MK11 Johnny Cage x Trans Male/Masc Reader

Warnings: literal smut, afab anatomy, post top surgery, ect.

An: didn’t really proof read welp

Johnny stayed out for the night doing a late shift at the special forces military base. Supposedly he had to get some rookies in to to shape and his higher ups put the incredible tedious responsibility of getting them ready despite his refusal of only being a civilian contractor. Nonetheless, you passed out by 10 pm and figured he’d come in and wake you up; just not in the way you thought.

You slept in till the morning, feeling something rubbing between your legs softly. It felt like a palm almost and your eyes shot wide open in shock as you thought it was a dream but it wasn’t. There was Johnny, his nose nuzzled in to your neck and his calloused hand was palming your clothed crotch softly. By the way he still had his usual military attire on you could only guess he came in just recently. Hungry for something else that wasn’t his work.

“J- Johnny?” You sit up a bit, trying to meet his eyes.

Johnny chuckled, meeting your orbs finally, eye bags around his sunken tired eyes. His salt and pepper hair slightly disheveled. “There you are, mornin’ baby.” He mumbled, still casually palming between your legs as if it was so natural to him. “You missed me?” He pecks your lips softly.

Your face is practically red and your breath is picking up, “Christ, what a way to wake me…” you chuckle.

“You know what I was thinking while rounding up those rookies today?” His hot breath hits your nose, his expression serious. Your breath hitches and you whimper as his palming picks up, his eyes unwavering. “I was thinking about how badly I wanted to feel you. Be in you. Make love to you. But no, I had those damn kids I had to straighten out.”

“Oh- oh really? Were they- that- that bad?” You stutter and swallow, barely able to pay attention to him.

Johnny chuckles, a toothy grin showing as his eyes crinkle at you; “Immature punks is all. Now…” he trails off, his palm now ceasing and not moving on your crotch anymore. “…Will you do me a favor, baby boy?”

You nod frantically, already missing the friction. “Can I see you? Take your shirt off.” He sounded almost desperate and it was barely a question, his eyes firmly on you.

Your hands had a mind of their own and they immediately started to pull your shirt over your head and throwing it to the floor. All the while Johnny licked his lips and kneeled between your legs on the bed, then started to lean down over your torso and figure. His face nuzzling your bare chest with his lips and sharp nose, kissing the top surgery scars that rested neatly under each pec. You immediately grow goosebumps and your chest hardens slightly. “Ah-“ you gasp softly.

Johnny’s big arms then wrap around your waist, pulling you against him tightly and making his face smushed against your torso; “Every time I see you, your journey, it makes me so proud of you. You’re braver than any guy out there, these scars prove it.” He mumbled against your skin.

You chuckle and flick his head with your pointer finger, “Don’t make me all mushy right now, you big doofus-“

Your playful banter is interrupted by him suddenly lightly biting down on your pec making you yelp; “HEY!”

Johnny snorts loudly and holds you even tighter against him as he hides his face on your chest; “Don’t interrupt my mushy speeches!”

“Alright alright-“ you laugh loudly, “just-“

He starts kissing your scars again, peppering kisses across your chest softly, getting a rise out of you again. He was so gentle and patient with you, it always made you smile like an idiot in love. And he knew his sappy behavior was something you loved, despite your best efforts to seem unbothered by them. It’s what egged him on, your reluctance to be vulnerable sometimes. He then started unbuckling your belt, struggling to undo it because of the excitement that was coursing through him.

“Alright, let me.” You chuckle endearingly at him with a smile, you then unbuckle your belt easily and halting at the button of your pants. He took this as a cue of taking over again, quickly undoing your jeans and zipper and throwing it to the floor as well— leaving you in nothing but your briefs. There was an undeniable arousal coming from you as your briefs were slightly wet.

Johnny’s mouth went agape and a grunt came from the back of throat, as if he was trying so hard to keep himself together at the sight of your arousal. He then went ahead without warning and ripped your briefs offs, your body now fully exposed. He took this as a cue to start undoing his shirt and pants as quickly as he could, the poor man was almost out of breath.

“Johnny relax-“ you chuckle at his desperation.

“I gotta have you-“ he breathed out, “been stuck in that hell hole all day— I ain’t wasting no time, sweetheart.”

Johnny was now naked, between your legs and gently rubbing your thighs with a mischievous grin. His torso was rock hard for his age, and his biceps were the size of your head. It never ceased to amaze you how top shape he is in. Your cheeks turned red as you eyed him down, your eyes settling on his hard cock that was rubbing against the inside your thigh.

He saw this of course and chuckled with a bit of cockiness; “Mmm- keep looking at me like that stud and I’ll have you immovable by the time this is done.”

You punch his shoulder playfully and roll your eyes, he then softly pulls your hips towards him as he settles more between your legs. The playful atmosphere suddenly vanished and all you saw was lust and passion in his eyes, an unquenchable hunger. You swallow deeply, goosebumps all over your skin as he starts leaning over your body. His chest coming in to contact with yours, he nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck, his arms then wrapping tightly around your waist making you completely squished against him.

Johnny’s breath picks up, all hot and humid against your neck and he wasn’t even inside yet. It’s like he wanted to consume you completely with how he held you, cocooning you from the world. He was bigger than you so it was easy for him to engulf you under him. Suddenly, he snakes one arm between his legs and inserts the tip of his member in your folds— teasing you.

“Ah- fuck you-“ you groan, your eyes closing tightly.

“Oh you love it.” He snickers, his hot breath hitting your face, “Now…” his eyes turn soft again, “Take a deep breath, baby…” he rubs your jaw with his free hand.

You turn warm, knowing what was coming and nod. As soon as you do he doesn’t hesitate to slowly move in, his throbbing warm length slipping inside of you. You let out a moan along with him, he immediately wraps his large arms around your waist again, bringing you even closer to him. His breath became heavy as he rested his head on your neck. He then kisses your neck and starts slowly thrusting in to you, making you whimper softly. The grip his arms had around you becoming tighter and tighter by the second.

“Those lovely little noises…ah- fuck-“ he groans as he thrusts firmer against your core now, licking along your jaw.

“Oh god-“ you let out, gripping his lower back and desperately trying to bring him even closer.

He moans against your ear now, his cock twitching inside you and hitting your walls so firmly. Your walls welcoming him as they grip around his throbbing length. Johnny then slides a hand to the back of your head, gently gripping at your hair and bringing your face to his— kissing your lips passionately and desperately as he kept thrusting erratically in to you. Your breath was short and hot as you moaned in to his mouth.

“Fuck baby…I’m close…” he hisses in to your wet mouth, gripping your hair now a bit roughly. “You take me so nicely, so warm and tight for me- such a good boy-“

“Jesus Christ-“ you moan loudly.

“Wrong JC, sweetheart-“ he jokes in the middle of reaching his height with you, as if he couldn’t help but make you chuckle at the situation.

You wrap your arms around his neck and bring him closer, hiding your face against his neck as you cried softly reaching your climax with him. “Johnny-“

He engulfs you again, his arm tightening around you more as his head rests on top of yours, his breath hitching and his whimpers loud; “oh honey….that’s it, that’s it- fuck- take it all, take it all…every last drop-“ he buckles weakly against you a few more times before warm ribbons of his cum fill you up, his hips shaking as he doesn’t let go of you and his praises don’t cease.

“Ah- …so good, such a good boy- mine- only mine- my sweetheart-“ he mumbled tiredly and warmly against your ear, kissing your jaw softly. So full of love and patience as you both lay in your sweat and release. Johnny then held you tightly against his chest, like he was afraid you’d vanish in his grip once it was all done. He looks at your flushed face and chuckles, “How did I get so lucky?”

“It wasn’t luck, it was your annoying insistence on asking me out-“ you chuckle with a love struck expression on your face, thinking back to when he wouldn’t give up on you.

“So ‘Johnny Cage Luck’?” His eyebrow quirks up at you with a grin.

“For the last time…there’s no such thing as JOHNNY CAGE LUCK-“ you roll your eyes playfully.

“Oh I beg to differ, one time on set I convinced a bunch of executives to sign off on this crazy film idea I had-“

“Thats just your annoying charisma!”

#johnny cage #mortal kombat #mk11 #mk1 #johnny cage mk11 #dilf johnny cage #johnny cage x you #johnny cage x male reader #johnny cage x reader #johnny cage x y/n #johnny cage x trans male

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broken-glass-puppet · 7 months

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Hey guys umm...guess who's into mortal Kombat now... fucking need requests with my baby girls

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tobyisher3 · 7 months

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Daddy’s Boy

Fandom: Mortal Kombat

Pair: Johnny Cage x tv personality Transmasc Reader

Pronouns: He/Him

Tw: Cursing, detrans threats, angst, fluff, and unedited.

Key: (Y/n)-Your Name

(H/C)-Hair Color

(H/L)-Hair Length

“Come to my house, we have to talk.” Johnny said then hung up. I was on the verge of tears. Is he going to break up with me. Of course a small time tv personality like me, isn’t good enough for a big time movie star like Johnny Cage. I sighed and fiddled with my fingers and looked down as I walked to the gate and typed in the number. I hugged myself as I sat there. My knees high converse and black shorts with fishnet tights fit perfectly for the hot LA Weather. I also had on my crop tank top with fishnet t-shirt under that. My (h/c)ette not to mention my (h/l) and had my gloves on. They were stripped white and black. My hair blew through the wind and I looked down with my eyes tearing up. I heard Johnny open the door. I couldn’t hold it back and sobbed. “I’m sorry Johnny I don’t know what I did wrong. I’ll change it I’ll look like a girl again I’ll detrans and put on extensions and then change my style to match yours I’ll dye my hair! I’ll do anything! Please don’t break up with me!” I sobbed out and heard him move. “(Y/n).” He said and hugged me. “I’m not breaking up with you. Don’t change yourself for me. I love you just the way you are. Besides it’s exactly the opposite of breaking up with me. I was wondering if you moved in with me?” He asked and I was caught off guard I was sniffling now. As I pulled away from the hug. “Why?” I asked and he sighed and looked around before bringing me in the house. “Mortal Kombat?” I asked after he got done explaining to me. “I might die and I don’t want to spend what could be my last days without you.” He spoke as I smiled. “Oh Johnny.” I told him and hugged him. “I will.” I told him. “But you have to help me move. Oh shit you haven’t seen my apartment!” I told him and he cocked his head. “I may or may not live in a one bed one bath, shitty place.” I told him with a nervous smile. “I thought you lived in a condo with a balcony?” He said and I looked away. “I thought if you thought I was rich that would increase my chances of dating you.” I told him and he sighed. “Okay we will go tomorrow with a small moving U-haul.” He told me. I smiled softly at him as we sat down on the couch. “You know that stuff doesn’t matter to me.” Johnny spoke as I looked away. “I didn’t know that at the time.” I told him with a small smile. “Well, I love my boy even if I’m not happy about the lying which stops here.” He told me as I nodded. Mortal Kombat huh. Let it begin then!

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A/n: So I’m sick fun right? So I put off writing my Dabi x fem reader because I can so I may forget stuff idk. I’m tired. Anyway Goodnight. My cat says goodnight too-TI3 and Gatos.

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justgrey · 3 months

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wsg gng

sorry i got hit by a bus, put in hospital, gave birth to 7 dwarves in the span of 2 days, and opened a strip club but we ballin' you guys

have this johnny cage smut prac as a reward for something idk. first time i ever done this and i'm working on an arthur morgan one but idk if i'll post that. lemme know if someone does. also before anyone gets mad at any of the language being used to refer to genitals or sum, i am transgender. say whatever you want actually i'm going to bed. running a criminal empire is hard.

Kaboom ((18+))

Johnny Cage x trans male reader

1047 words

warnings : smut (minors dni) daddy kink. Breeding kink (pregnancy maybe) Probably swearing and other non-serious kinks. be warned. Make 0 sense cause i barely proofread it. Language used to refer to readers genitals include -> clit, pussy etc. so it's pre-bottom surgery. Don't read if uncomfortable.

Johnny gently rubs your clit for a little while, moving to bite your bottom lip and whispering the sweetest and dirtiest words you’ve ever heard him utter.

“It’s okay to be a little noisy, alright? It’s okay… you’re okay with daddy. You know that, right? Yeah, I know you do.” Johnny smiles and repositions himself so that he’s lying on top of your back.

He then probes around your pussy for some time before sliding a single, thick finger in. Your warm, velvety cunt wraps around it, and he can’t help but chuckle. You took him so damn well. No wonder he was obsessed with you.

“You’re such a good boy. A greedy boy too! Look at how much your tight pussy wants me, honey. So good… so good… Such a nice boy… taking that finger so well.” Johnny praises before adding another finger. It feels so much better, and you let out a loud whine so that he knows that you’re satisfied with his performance so far.

Johnny doesn’t stop there though, adding yet another finger into your sopping wet hole.

“Aaaaannnddd… that makes three… what an amazing little boy you are. So good, so amazing. You think you’re almost ready for daddy or do you need some more time, pretty boy? Completely up to you… I’ll take it as slow as you want, baby.” He coos and kissing the back of your neck, moving all three fingers inside of you and holding you as you move around.

Your entire body felt like it was on fire… but in the best possible way. It was hot and steamy and passionate, but it was Johnny. How could you ever resist Johnny Cage? Your thoughts were filled with the man, your daddy. Only your daddy. And the knot you feel deep inside you begins to tighten, just over Johnnys fingers.

You are taken completely over the edge though as he pulls his meaty fingers out and then pushes them back in at what you swore was inhuman speed. The knot snaps for the first time in forever and you squirt all over the sheets, crying and whimpering like a puppy. Johnny just adored all of it.

“What an amazing little boy. Good… good job… you haven’t had an orgasm like that in a while, huh? You think you can have another one, just for daddy? I promise that I’ll go easy on my beautiful boy…” He whispers, his rough voice barely making it through to you while you’re in a post orgasmic haze. But you make out enough to barely nod your head.

“Sorry baby, daddy’s gonna need a lot more than a nod.” He holds your face in his hands and places you onto his lap where you can feel the large bulge in his pants that is now pressing right up against your soft pussy now. The only thing you’re thinking of now is what it would be like to have that behemoth massage your insides, the veins running along your walls and making you shake like a delicate leaf.

You whisper some words of consent, and he wraps one arm around you and starts to gently play with your nipples. “Good boy, I knew you wanted something like this… I knew it… Such an amazing little toy for daddy. So well behaved, so obedient. You wouldn’t dare disobey me, huh?” He chuckles and kisses your cheek from behind.

Then, he settles the other one of his arms on your stomach, his hand deviously moving to touch your fleshy nub as he skilfully slips his pants and underwear off while you’re still in his lap. The tip of his cock is pressing against your silky flesh now, begging to slide inside of you.

“Let daddy hear how much you want his cock, baby.” He whispers and listens to the following sounds you make. Moans, whines, groans, and whimpers. He eats it all up with pleasure before the tip slowly enters you, dragging against your walls and making you even louder. Before it hits your g-spot though, he pulls out.

This warrants disappointment from you until he rams back inside and begins to fuck you in a steady yet agonising pace. Not fast enough to make you cum, not slow enough to have no affect on you. His mouth nips your earlobe, and he whispers, “C’mon, good boy… I know you want me to make you cum… I know you do, little one. Daddy’s got you… he just needs a little something from you first, alright? He needs you to fucking beg for it. Beg for my fucking cock, pretty boy.”

Broken moans and whines enter his ears from your open mouth. Johnny listens to you beg for him for what feels like an eternity before he gradually speeds up the pace he’s been fucking you. It’s almost as if he’s punishing you which only makes you cry.

He’d be lying if he said that he didn’t enjoy it.

“Am I making you dumb on my dick, honey? Really? I bet you like being fucked silly on my cock. You love it. I know you do. Daddy knows- daddy knows fucking everything about you. That’s why he’s so good at fucking you stupid- fucking- fuck… your pussy is so soft… so tight. Best pussy I’ve ever fucking felt! So soft… B- fucking bounce on it! Bounce on my fucking cock now, baby… come on, come on, come on!” Johnny fucks you hard and fast now, spearing you on his dick.

He's so close to coming himself now. He turns your face around to your side so that he can get a little look at your features, staring at how your eyes are rolled back and your mouth is open in pure dirty delight. Fuck, you were so beautiful…

Johnny then feels your walls clench around him, causing him to shout something before he spurts cum inside of you, making sure it lands inside your womb.

“Such a good boy… pretty boy… shhh… yeah… holy fucking shit… you’re- you’re gonna be an amazing father to our kids, hun.” He chuckles, slightly out of breath as he lowers you onto the bed, still intertwined with him through his cock.

It doesn’t look like he’s going to pull out anytime soon.

now that this mess is over, ty. stay safe when crossing roads. look both ways. don't get hit like i did. xoxo bye boo boo see you next year <3

#johnny cage x reader #Johnny Cage #Johnny Cage smut #kill me now #mk smut #x reader #transgender #x male reader #johnny cage x male reader #goodnight gang #mk johnny cage #mk11 johnny cage

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ivy-loves-chocolate · 1 year

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So I worked hard in the past couple of days, and I managed to write five fics/headcanons. I will upload them in the following days, but until then, you can early access them on Ko-fi or Patreon (links below).

1. Wesker x GN!Reader (SFW/Ko-fi)- Resident Evil

Plot: this happens during RE5. After a fight with Wesker, the reader gets amnesia. In order to gain their trust, he fakes a marriage, so he can later use them against Chris. However, Wesker develops feelings, so in the end, both Chris and Wesker are fighting for the reader;

Tags: fluff, a little angst.

2. Wesker X F!Reader (SFW/Ko-fi)- Resident Evil

Plot: this happens during H.F.C, when the reader accidentally confesses to Wesker that she has feelings for him, but she also wanted him to know because Wesker didn't seem to notice and it hurt her a lot;

Tags: fluff.

3. Promises (Kano x Johnny Cage/Patreon)- Mortal Kombat

Plot: After a steamy and accidental exchange of letters, Kano proposed a meeting at a hotel to sort things out. Based on these letters.

Tags: smut.

4. Check-up (trans!male oc x Albert Wesker/Patreon)- Resident Evil

Plot: set between RE4 and RE5, Wesker and the oc engage in some doctor-patient roleplay. Wesker tries to control himself, because he doesn't want to hurt him. However, his presence underneath him drives him insane, so he returns to his primal instincts.

Tags: smut.

5. The dance of two lovers (Leon Kennedy x F!Reader/Patreon)- Resident Evil*

Plot: set in Infinite Darkness, post-breakup with each other due to thinking they weren't good enough for each other, he instigated the breakup, but he regrets it and wants to be with her, and it's late at night, so he sends a text asking if they can talk. He comes over, and after conversations and some gentle touching, it ends in sensual love making.

Tags: smut.

*work in progress.

I will upload my works to Ko-fi (SFW) or Patreon (NSFW) two or three days before making them public.

Thank you for your time :3

#resident evil #mortal kombat #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker x oc #leon kennedy x reader #johnny cage #kano #johnny cage x kano #albert wesker #leon s kennedy

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bisexualcage · 2 months

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just some very self indulgent piece of my trans masc oc (it’s literally just me lmfao) x a very protective johnny 🫂

(click on it for higher resolution 👍🏽)

#johnny being bi #johnny cage x trans male #johnny cage #mortal kombat #mk1 #mk11 #digital fanart #mortal kombat art #mk art

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bisexualcage · 9 months

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Stunt Work | Johnny Cage x Trans Male

Pairing: Johnny Cage x Male Reader (trans male/masc)

Summary: you’re a stunt double working on one of Johnny’s films, he’s annoying to work with and you think you both mutually hate each other…at least you thought.

Warnings: NSWF! 🔞 MDNI!!, mentions of afab anatomy, there’s almost no plot but I tried my best so it’s a little layered.

Word Count: 3.2k

A/C: I didn’t really proof read this a whole lot, so ignore any errors pls <3

Part 2 here <-

“Alright, Cage, you gotta commit to it man stop flaking— grab his shoulder, flip him over and leg lock.” The director instructed Johnny who was shirtless, sweating and in an overall fussy mood because he couldn’t for some reason commit to performing the stunt on you all the way.

“Hop off my sack, man. I’m trying.” Johnny breathed heavily.

“If I may-“ you tried to put in a word of advice but it was quickly shut down.

“Listen, G.I Joe, zip it-“ Johnny barked, all cocky.

“You both been acting like cats and dogs all day, cut it out!” He yelled and then turned to Johnny, “What’s gotten in to you? You’re literally a martial artist, an actor, and you keep stopping at a simple leg lock?” The director whispered at him, patting his back.

The director not reprimanding his shitty behavior and only talking about his stunt block made you scoff loudly.

Johnny gave you a brief look before looking away and shaking his head, “I know I am, I’m the best there is— I’m Johnny Cage for god’s sake.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, another take! We’re gonna get this!” The director yelled.

You rolled your eyes and got to position, as well as Johnny getting in to fighting stance in front of you.

“Action!”

Johnny started throwing his moves at you, you dodged them successfully and then the sequence he struggled was next. He grabbed your shoulder, flipping you over on to the padded floor harshly which made you groan, and then finally performing the leg lock on you— extending your leg between his thighs on the floor as you grunted. You thought he finally got the move down until you felt something firm against your thigh as he kept it in a hold. You hesitantly look down and notice that between his legs was a rock hard erection making you go completely still and your eyes widen. Of course, he noticed your reaction and he immediately let you go and stood up with an embarrassed look on his face. A blush covering his cheeks as his shades hid part of his face.

“Way to go, Johnny! That’s my boy!” The director yelled.

You got up from the padded floor and cleared your throat, a heat coming from your neck. Not really looking at him as you were ready to run off set to your trailer.

“Are we done?” You look at the director and ignore Johnny’s flushed face.

“Yes yes, go ahead and take your breaks.” He patted an immovable Johnny’s back.

Without even a second thought you rushed to your trailer, a bunch of feelings and thoughts flooding your head. You were confused as to why you felt an attraction to the asshole, you were supposed to hate his guts, right? But now, since it’s pretty obvious he didn’t wanna do a leg lock all day was because he didn’t wanna reveal the rock hard boner he got in that position with you it made any rationality of in your head vanish.

An hour passed since you were trying to relax in your trailer, that is until you heard a few firm knocks on your door making you jolt and walk to it.

“Listen, if the stunt needs more rehearsing I might shoot myself-“ your words caught at the back of your throat as you saw a showered Johnny in front of you with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression.

“Easy, G.I Joe. It’s me.” He grinned at you.

“No- we ain’t doing this shit. You cannot just knock on my door with a smile and expect me to forget how much of an insufferable dick you’ve been.” You went to close the door on his face but he shoved his foot in and firmly moved his way in.

“What the-“

“Unclench your ass, I just need to talk.” He walked in with his hands in his pockets, he was wearing slacks and a navy blue dress shirt with his usual shades.

You slam the door closed as you turn around and near him, “The only reason why I’m letting you in is because I need this damn job— I would have kicked your ass by now.”

Johnny smirked, completely not phased by your red angry face, taking his shades off and looking in to your eyes with his big brown warm eyes. “Listen, I know I was a bit of a dick but I like you despite our quarrels on set. It’s an eat dog eat dog world out there, baby.”

You scoff loudly, “Baby?”, a redness in your face.

Johnny walked around your trailer, looking at your room and decorations on the walls. “Never had anyone call you pet names huh, stud?”

You shake your head and follow behind him, “Forget that. Why the hell did you have a boner when you did a leg lock on me?”

His cocky smile suddenly falters as he turns around to meet your eyes, his face uneasy. “That’s what I came to chitchat about. I’d appreciate if you didn’t go around to gossip about that. It wouldn’t be good press.”

You laugh dryly, “So you didn’t come to explain yourself but rather save your ass?”

Johnny rolled his eyes, “I’m a star, I don’t need any bs like that getting out there you understand? Plus, do you honestly think I could have controlled what happened?”

You shake your head, “That’s not the point. You know how many accidental boners I’ve experienced while doing stunt work? There’s friction when doing stunts it happens, it nothing perverted, But all of the actors I’ve worked with have apologized, just out of decency.”

Johnny actually stayed quiet, pondering on what to say, “I’m…I apologize. You know, I don’t usually apologize— I’ve been so out of it today and you being around just messed with my focus.”

You approach him more, “You’re blaming me for not being able to perform a stunt? I was distracting you?” You say bitterly.

“I’m not blaming you. Only explaining. I- I didn’t want to do the stunt all the way because I knew the second I got you on that leg lock…you’d feel it.” He looks away, a hint of vulnerability for the first time all day.

You sit down on a chair, taking a deep breath, “It wasn’t the friction.” He continued, looking at you with a certain emotion that you couldn’t quite tell what it was.

“What-“

“It was you. Moment you walked on set.” He played with the rings on his fingers, a more serious look on his face.

There was a warmth that overtook your body, a shock. “But-“ you were cut off.

“Just let me get this out alright, G.I Joe? I know what it looks like; ‘Johnny Cage getting a boner over another guy’, it’s not ideal for my image. It’s not ideal for Hollywood if it got out that their poster boy for masculinity, heterosexuality and womanizing was…not necessarily that all along.” He swallowed deeply now, sitting down next to you and looking away.

“…I guess you’re more layered than I thought. A dick with shades of gray.” You say, trying to be somewhat lighthearted at the rather shocking truth.

Johnny chuckled softly playing with his hands, “I am a dick sometimes, that I don’t deny. But the truth is, most of what people see is a facade— As most publicity of actors in hollywood is. I was raised in to this industry to fit a certain mold and you do it long enough you sort of become that regardless…” he trailed off, now looking at you, “As corny as it is, I haven’t felt a more genuine attraction in years.”

You blush, taking a deep breath, “So, have you always liked guys? Or is this something…new?”

Johnny thinks deeply, “Always. I get with anyone really. I’m an actor, of course I’ve gotten with dudes.” He grins at you, a hopeful look in his eyes that urged you to elaborate on your own thoughts.

“I guess we finally found some type of common ground Hollywood, I’m pretty…fruity.” You cheese.

“You are..?” His brown eyes turned to a dark color suddenly, a sort of hungry expression in his face. “And you…fancy me also, right? I see it in your face…”

You take a deep breath, “Careful with the ego but yes.” You chuckle, “Think I was…quite mad that your little slip up on set didn’t turn me off.”

Suddenly you feel his hand on your knee, his thumb grazing over your pants, “Come on then stud…we both want it.” He says in a deep husky voice.

A shiver runs down you leg, “Isn’t it unprofessional to get involved with- with coworkers?”

He chuckles, “Oh sweetie, unprofessional is my middle name.”, he glided his hand up your thigh now, studying your every expression as he did.

“Good point…” you breathe faster, a warm feeling festering in your lower abdomen.

“Shhh…shhh.” He whispered, “Let me just…I’ve been harboring a boner all day because of you, we’re doing this…” he trailed off, his hand now reaches the button on your jeans undoing it.

“Wait I-“ you stand up in a slight panic, “There’s something I gotta say before we proceed…”

Johnny raised an eyebrow at you, confused and stands up with you, studying your face.

You start pacing around, “I’m trans. A trans guy. I just wanted to say something before we-“

Johnny chuckled softly, a relief on his face, “Sweetheart, I thought you were gonna tell me something horrific.” He touches his chest, “Don’t worry about it, stud.”

Your face turns amused, “Are- are you sure you know what I’m saying?”

Johnny approaches you now, rubbing the back of your neck with his warm hand, “You’re a trans man, I understand. But a man nonetheless.”

You grow goosebumps as he touches you, “That doesn’t bothe-“

“It doesn’t, This is Hollywood baby, you know how many different folks I’ve gotten down with? I got you.” He now made his hand trail down your chest, rubbing it passionately.

Your breath hitches and you become warm all over, his hand then trails down your abdomen to under pants, his hand reaching the waistline of your briefs. Pulling you close against his chest with his free hand, “Now, come here, be a good boy…” he kisses your lips for the first time firmly, all warm and wet.

You sync your lips with his and hum against his mouth, a groan leaving his throat the deeper he went. Sliding his hand in your briefs now, rubbing your crotch up and down making you moan against his mouth.

“Fuck…” you hiss, making a grin form on his lips.

Johnny then suddenly slips his hand out and starts undoing your pants, but before he pulls them down he looks in your eyes for approval. When he sees that you nod with a gulp he immediately pulls then down to your knees leaving you in your briefs, “Don’t worry, honey…” he whispers as he cups your jaw and kisses you on the cheek. He pulls back while gently guiding you to the couch, your back against it as he finishes pulling your pants off. There was a primal look in his eyes as he crawled between your legs and was on top of you, his chest laying against yours as he leaned in and kissed your neck desperately.

“Shit-“ your breath wavers, your skin hotter than the sun.

“Mmm- taste so good-“ you heard a groan leave the back of his throat, he then trailed his hands down to your hips and gripped them tightly. “You okay? You ready?” He looked in to your eyes for any hesitation— as cocky as he was you saw an undeniable softness in them now. A want to please, a want to do something for someone. The way his eyebrows quirked up slightly waiting for your answer, like a kid looking for some sort of validation. For someone to tell him yes and that he’s doing well. It made you reconsider everything you knew about him so far. Maybe he was just a man desperately trying to look for connection in an otherwise soulless industry that broke people. He wanted connection, he craved it— he wanted realness with someone.

You nod, rubbing his sides tenderly. He closed his eyes briefly at that, sighing deeply with a small smile on his lips. Then, he reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his shirt, immediately going to unbuckle his belt and his pants. At a point, you saw he was struggling to get them off, maybe it was nerves, maybe it was frustration, so you sat up sightly between his legs and reached up gently to his belt undoing it with ease. You later unbuttoned his pants as well, but giving him space to take off his pants on his own. Johnny stayed completely quiet when you did that small act for him, observing you with a want that grew tenfold but with a side of that softness he emitted no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Big brown eyes like chocolate itself.

You chuckle up at him, “What, Hollywood?”

The actor snapped out of it, shaking his head, sliding his pants down and throwing them to the floor with the other clothes. “God, I wanna fuck you.” He said bluntly, taking his boxers off now, his dick in full view and without any hesitation going back between your legs, touching the hem of your briefs with his fingertips and with a sudden halt.

“Johnny, it’s okay…” you look down at him with a shy yet flushed face.

Johnny nodded, a grin back on his face as he used both of his hands to slide your briefs off— your heart accelerating at how slow he was going. He finally slid them down your legs and immediately his vision went your throbbing pussy— like an inevitable reaction. The actor licked his lips as he positioned his thighs and hips accurately, leaning over you. He looked in to your eyes as you felt his burning cock hitting your inner thigh, teasing your entrance.

“Hnnngh-“ you groaned, almost desperate now as you moved your hips against him, a trickle of sweat down your temple.

Johnny let out a chuckle as he placed his finger below your chin to look at him, “I ain’t even in yet handsome…take a breather.”

“Don’t tell me what to do you ass.” You chuckle and playfully slap his shoulder.

Johnny smirked at your behavior, reaching down between his legs and grasping his length that was oozing with precum already. Positioned it at your core and carefully slid past your folds with his hips— carefully studying your face as he laid down over you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“Ahh-“ you moaned softly, digging your fingers in to his lower back…trying to push him faster inside.

“Easy…easy….” He said with reassurance, his mouth agape as he finally made it all the way in making him grunt as he felt your walls clenching around his cock.

Johnny then took no time nuzzle in to your neck as he pulled his hips back slightly and then rammed in to you with no warning, making you let out an earth shattering groan against his ear. His arms locking around your waist tightly now as he held you against him like you were air itself and he’d die without it. There was a slight tremble to his body the more he rammed in to you.

“Jesus- fuck-“ your eyes grew a bit watery as you cursed, a coil already tightening in your lower abdomen while you tried to gain your breath.

“Oh- Wrong J name, baby-” He moaned with a bit humor beneath, peppering your neck and jawline with kisses as his buckling against your wet tight pussy became more frequent.

It was a cumulation of moans, groans, curses and senseless phrases between you both. You noticed his face was flushed, his cheeks pink as he pulled back a bit to study your face. “That feel good, sweetheart? That feel- Fuck-“ he whimpered, and it was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. “Answer…” he continued, with a stern tone now.

Your chest heaved faster as he picked up his speed, “y- yes, god- so good-“, your hands gripping his lower back more as he pushed in and out of you.

“You’re gonna take it like a good boy- mmm, sweetheart-“ He groaned as he grabbed your hips now more harshly, you could tell he was close as well the way he became more direct and possessive. A constant harsh rhythm was formed by his hips, his dick reaching in to the deepest depths inside as he hit your g spot over and over with no mercy. With no breaks or signs of stopping, you whined loudly and shook— feeling your height coming.

A the coil inside you soon snapped, making you whimper as you reached your climax— coming all around his swollen length. Johnny leaned in to your neck, moaning against it as he came right after you— his warm come filling you up to the brim.

“Fuck- fuckkkkk-“ he groaned as he bit down on your neck and then licked alongside your jaw.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you held him close as you tried to come down from the electricity that was currently running through you both. Johnny then reciprocated… sighing loudly, still inside you and wrapping his toned arms around your waist not caring how sticky and sweaty you both were against each other. He was content of sorts, a small smile playing on his lips, closing his eyes against your chest as he listened to your quick heart.

“You okay, Hollywood?” You rub his back tiredly.

Johnny chuckled lowly, “I feel like a million bucks, baby.” He leaned in and took a long sniff of your neck, “I love how smell-“

“That’s sweat, don’t patronize me-“ you laugh, your face red and full of embarrassment as you realized he hasn’t made any attempt of moving out of you.

“Oh shush— you have a musk. You might get me addicted, sweetheart.” He rubbed your sides now, his hair sticking in all directions.

You snort loudly now, rolling your eyes at his charming yet annoying behavior, “Okay fancy pants, can you pull out of me? I need to pee, I don’t want a UTI!”

His eyes widen at the realization and he carefully pulls out, “Oh- oh I apologize, stud. Next time I’ll remember-”, the actor says apologetically and stands up with a slight tiredness, carefully helping you up as you wince.

“You’re getting pegged next time that’s what.” You say humorously with a grin as you walked to the bathroom in your trailer and he walked behind you like a lost puppy.

“Oooh, challenge accepted, G.I Joe!”

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Stunt Work, PART. 2 | Johnny Cage x Trans Male | MDNI 🔞, NSFW!!

part 1 here <-

After that first time you thought Johnny wasn’t the type to stick around, nonetheless the one to keep up with the people he hooks up with— but you were wrong of course. You both exchanged numbers after wrapping filming and that was it for a few weeks, he kept texting you constantly asking when you’re off. But you were a busy guy, you had stunt work to do for another film you were working on— as much as you wanted to see him again.

“It’s been 2 weeks, sweet cheeks…come on!”

“I told you, diva, I’m busy.”

“I’m busy too stud. U ain’t special in that. I want 2 see u.”

“You wanna get pegged that bad?”

“Yes ;) but also…I just wanna see that pretty face of yours…what do u say?”

You were smiling down at your phone till you hear the director of choreography call you over to the practicing mat to practice your stunts for a future scene. About half an hour passed of you sweating and grunting all over the mat, you were exhausted and so was the choreographer.

“Alright, one more time and we’re calling it a day. Now— come on.” The choreographer motioned you over as he breathed heavily.

You walked over and got in to a fighting stance in front of him, you wrestled and tumbled until he had you in a headlock.

“Loosen up on the headlock, bro.” You grunted,

“We’ve done this about 30 times— now break out of it as I’ve shown you.” He talked down your ear behind you, holding you in a tight lock.

“Alright alright-“ you said quickly and winced, as you were about to break out of the headlock you hear a sort of commotion on the other side of the filming set. A bunch of filming crew and cast running to the entrance of the set. Then you heard people yelling “Johnny!” and you froze in your spot.

“Hey, no distractions. We gotta finish this.” The choreographer director tightened his grip around your head making you annoyed.

“Dude- who the hell is there?” You groan at him. Your heart accelerated and your breath came in short.

You knew exactly who it probably was causing a frenzy like that, but the question was how the hell did he know where you were at specifically and what film you were shooting when you never regaled him in those details.

“Don’t know and I don’t care if it’s Jesus Christ himself- now-“ he tried to finish but got shortly interrupted.

“What do we have here, huh?” Johnny walked up to the mat, his hands on his hips as he sported his usual smirk looking down at you both in a rather complicated position.

Your head shoots up, “What the hell are you doing here? Are you crazy?”, and in a quick motion you flip the choreographer from behind over your shoulders, making him land on his back on the mat.

Johnny makes an impressed expression, looking down at you with a lustful expression that couldn’t be mistaken for anything else. “You didn’t reply to my text, stud! What else was I supposed to do?”

The fighting choreography groaned as he got up and sent glares at both of you, “this isn’t a get together for your Hollywood friends to come to— this is a filming set.”

Johnny chuckled at the man’s hostility, “Don’t worry, I cleared it with the filming director. He’s a good buddy of mine. So is G.I Joe here…” he looks at your sweaty frame, up and down. The choreography noticed this and rolled his eyes as he walked off.

You scoffed loudly, wiping your brow at his nerve— but you couldn’t hide how amused you were at his dedication. “Again, are you out of your mind? How the hell did you find me?”

Johnny walked closer to you now, taking his shades off, “I have connections— plus your IMDb is pretty informative. Said this film was in pre production and I got to calling a few contacts of mine as to its filming locations, and WALAH! how’s that for smart honey?” He cocked his eyebrow up.

You couldn’t help but shake your head with a slight grin at the edge of your lips. “All of this because I didn’t answer your text? I was obviously working.”

“Oh I saw. Two weeks without seeing you and you’re already snuggling with Mr Choreographer, huh?” He said in a humorous tone but his eyes betrayed him, a jealousy behind them.

You huff incredulously, “We were clearly practicing. What’s it to you anyways? You’re putting your image at risk by interrupting pre production and being seen with me.”

Johnny’s expression turned unreadable and his smirk was gone, “I know, I know, it’s dumb. But I can’t help but not give a shit-“

You’re taken aback at this, rubbing your neck and not knowing what to say; “Johnny, the first time we ya know…” you clear your throat trying to word it well, “…you went on about how important your self image was…not wanting stuff to get out.”

Johnny sucked his teeth in, clearly conflicted; “Yes, listen- these past 2 weeks I haven’t been able to concentrate- can’t sleep, hell- I can’t even eat, it’s like a disease.”

You make a confused expression, “What…?”

The star’s expression becomes humorous again at your confused face, “Sweetheart, I’m trying to….say I like you….probably too much for my liking.”

There’s a silence that grew, your face turns red. You knew there was some sort of mutual interest but you didn’t know it had the man practically insane. It made your stomach erupt with butterflies.

“I do too. But you and I know this…is risky with me being a guy.” You say with slight solemn on your face.

Johnny scoffs loudly, “That’s the thing— I don’t give a flying fuck. I came all the way here for this I can’t take it anymore not being able to just…be me. You’ve taken over my brain ever since we… it’s like a spell- you’re driving me crazy.”

You were speechless, blushing of sorts, the film crew around you trying to get an earful of what Johnny was hissing at you. “Oh brother…” you touch your chest, “You just gonna dump all of this on me on a Tuesday morning?”

Johnny doesn’t budge and stares at you with undeniable longing.

“Can we do this somewhere else?” You sigh and whisper, signaling towards your trailer.

—

Once you’re both in your trailer before you can’t even turn around and speak with him, he rushes over and brings you for a soul crushing hug, burying his face in the crook of your neck. As if it would kill him if he parted with you. This wasn’t just sexual longing, this was also something else entirely. So you rubbed his back softly.

“Are you okay?” You whisper in his ear.

“Fuck, you probably think I’m looney.” He mumbles against your neck, his hug growing tighter.

“I- I dont. Just tell me what’s up?”

Johnny didn’t say anything for a whole minute, just mowing over how to say things as he held you. “My dad was an asshole. I hated him as much as I tried to please him. Made me hide things that made me…well ME. Was like that for years. All I ever wanted was to make him proud, but it was never enough for him. He called me a ‘pussy’ when….” He trailed off, pausing for a second before resuming; “…I cried over a neighborhood cat getting ran over. I was 8. That type of crap…sticks with you— I guess what I’m trying to say is…that first day I was with you, when we talked, I didn’t feel judged or denied or ridiculed for the first time ever.” He pulls you a bit tighter against him.

You hug him back, rocking him back and forth, after a while of silence you speak up; “Is…is your dad still around? Did he know about ya know…you swinging for both teams?”

Johnny tenses up slightly and pulls back as he looks at you in the eyes now, his arms still around your waist; “I don’t know, haven’t seen him in years, he probably suspects something but I don’t give a shit .”

Nodding understandably, “Johnny…why did you tell me all of this?” You look at him softly.

Johnny brings you in again but this time crashing his lips on to yours, making your eyes widen but then slowly relax as he kept shifting his lips against yours. There was hunger behind it, the way he tried to basically inhale you. When he finally pulled back he leaned his forehead against yours with a smirk, his big brown eyes boring in to your shy ones; “I usually wouldn’t— but I can’t help but spill like a can of beans. It’s sick- you’re making me ill and vulnerable-“ he says with a hint of humor as he touches your nose with his.

You chuckle softly, “Oh hollywood, what am I gonna do with you?”

Johnny’s eyes turn lustful, “Peg me…that’s what, honey.”

“You’re still with that?” You chuckle with a blush.

“Hey! You said you would!” He does a mocking pout.

Walking over to your dresser you look through it and take out a box, Johnny following behind you like a tail. You open the box in front of his curious eyes, taking out a black strap on. His eyes widened and then a smirk appeared.

“I’m not sure you can take this, superstar.” You grin back and laugh at how silly it all was.

“Oh you don’t know what I can or cannot take, sweetheart.” He bit his lip as he leaned in pressed his lips against your neck. “I’m gonna take you.” He whispered against your skin, his breath warm.

Goosebumps appeared all over your hot skin as you let him trail wet kisses down your neck to your collarbone, you close your eyes and let out soft noises. After a minute, without warning he begins to pull his pants down and your eyes widen still not used to it.

“Your confidence never ceases to amaze me, Cage.” You smirk as you seem him in his boxer briefs.

“Hey, I gotta live up to my reputation hotshot.” He approaches you and starts unbuttoning your shirt, slowly with precision. Studying your reaction as he did one button at a time. His brown eyes glancing down at your semi revealed torso and then up at your reddened face. He was so gentle, so careful.

“I have a binder underneath …I’d prefer if that….” You trail off, slightly nervous.

Johnny nodded and undid the last button but not before cupping your cheek in his hand; “You want me to leave it on, sweetheart?”

You nod, shyly, looking elsewhere. “Yes. I know it’s not healthy to…leave it on while engaging in…ya know, but for now…”

He slides your shirt off, your black binder underneath being shown for the first time, he studies it before looking back at your expression; “You okay with this? You can just tell me to go to hell-“

You chuckle, “It’s fine, Hollywood.”, you start unbuttoning your pants now, leaving you in your briefs.

Johnny gives you a grin before removing his own shirt and pants in a jiffy, there was a gleam of excitement in his brown eyes as he almost tripped while taking his pants off which in turn made you giggle.

“So I assume you’ve done this sort of thing before?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

Johnny snorts, “Of course I have, that being said— please tell me you’re gonna lube it.”

“I’m not a novice at this, why do you think I own one?” You start looking for the lube in your drawers.

“Bad, bad boy.” He sends you a wink.

When you find it, you start lubing the strap on, giving Johnny a mischievous smile, “You better not make too many noises Cage, my crew is outside this trailer—“

Johnny shrugs, “Not the first time I’ve gotten a headline written over people hearing what goes on behind closed doors.”

You wince as you hear him say that, “God I’m sorry you got creepy ass people writing articles about your sex life-“

Johnny waves his hand dismissively with a grin, “Nah, part of me doesn’t care, creepy bastards might as well.”

You sit down on your bed, motioning for him to sit next to you. As he does that, he looks at you with lustful eyes again, “Just because you’re used to it doesn’t mean it’s okay, alright? People need to mind their business.” You say softly.

Johnny chuckles and leans his forehead against yours, “I swear…the way you’re so darn caring and soft with me honey, it gives me the worst boner on this planet.” He whispers, his hot breath against your face. You look down and see his boxers are tight, the fabric stretching against his evident hard on.

Johnny then leans in without warning and crashes his lips on to yours, slipping his warm tongue in your mouth and exploring. You let out a groan against his lips as your tongue now brushes against his. He then softly slides his hands down your bare sides and leans your back down against the soft bed as he keeps devouring your lips. Your lower abdomen already tightening and growing warm by the second. You decide to try and take over, catching him off guard as you flip him on his back.

“Woah baby- if you wanted to be the boss you could have just told me.” He smirks up at you while he caresses your thighs softly, you straddling his waist.

“Ready?” You start putting the strap on around your hips without wasting time.

The actor’s eyes widen and his face flushes for the first time, a rare but nice change to see for once. He swallowed deep for a second before his cocky demeanor came back; “Hell yeah- have your way with me.” He squeezes your thighs, his eyes turning dark.

You took that as a sign to grab his hips and turning him to lay with his back facing you, his face nuzzled in to your sheets as you felt slight friction between your cunt as you straddle his ass that was covered by his briefs.

“Oh fuck-“ he lets out, you could see how he breathed heavily and his shoulder blades contracted.

You back away a little and start sliding his briefs down to his thighs, having a complete view of his pale soft ass. It made you grow warm, a redness on your face. It looks like he noticed your sudden apprehensiveness as he chuckled against the covers; “Don’t bail on me now baby, you were so bold just a min- AH SHIT-“

Before he can even finish the sentence you press the lubed tip of the strap on dildo against his cheeks, prying them open slowly as they just briefly touch his ass hole. “What was that?” you said in a teasing, dominant tone. Your hands gripping his hips now tightly as the dildo teased his entrance.

“That’s cold- that damn lube-“ he laughs, “Oh you fucking tease-“ he breathes heavily, as he looks slightly over his shoulder at you with a grin.

“Shhh-“ you try and shush him as you try and enter his entrance slowly, your hips moving forward gently.

Johnny groaned loudly, gripping the bed sheets as the dildo stretched his ass hole out more and more. “fuck baby-“ he hissed, his face falling on to the sheets as his stayed up.

There was a grin of pride on your face, having such a prideful man on his knees as you took him from behind, it was definitely making you more and more turned on. You didn’t need to have an actual dick to guess how it felt, how his walls closed around you, how he shivered against you, you just knew and it made your cunt wet.

“Agh- shit-“ you hissed, getting a sudden impulse to not hold back anymore and shove the dildo deeper inside him and making him whimper loudly, probably making your crew outside hear it.

“God, that’s it, right there baby boy-“ he moaned, you’ve never never seen him so vulnerable before, he was so excited you could see the practical erection he had that was rubbing against the bed sheets. He was so in to it that he shoved his ass further against you and the strap on.

You bite your lip, almost making it hurt as you start moving slowly back and forth against his trembling ass cheeks, his pleadings become louder and at this point you couldn’t bother with who heard. You could tell you were hitting the g spot in his ass by how deep your thrusts were and how he whimpered against the sheets, the once all cocky actor now on his knees and groaning. His cheeks flushed red, as he looked back every once in a while at you ramming in to him.

As you kept thrusting in a steady rhythm in to him, you leaned over his back and wrapped your arms around his lower abdomen, your face against his spine as you reached down gripped his throbbing cock that was already oozing with pre cum, the actor immediately moaned, his eyes widening as all his senses were being overstimulated by you.

“Easy, Hollywood…” your chest rubbed against his back and you began jerking him from behind as your hips kept moving inside him.

“Oh- F- fuck baby- please- ahh-“ he said in a high pitch, already about to bust wide open. Your fingers gripped his shaft and your movements became more desperate, you were becoming more and more wet under your strap on.

Johnnys face and neck were bright red and you could sworn you saw some tears in his eyes by how stimulated he was, his face looking at you at an angle from the soft sheets, you grunt and jerk him off more as you kept rammed in to him, your eyes staring right in to his. Soon, he let out a loud whimper as he reached his climax; “OHHHH- OHHHH FUCK, YOU LITTLE SLUT YOU- agh-“ his cum oozing all over your hand and the sheets, ribbons everywhere.

You softly moan and pull out of him gently, falling back in to the bed, but not before grabs you by your jaw and kisses you roughly, shoving his warm tongue down your throat, he wasn’t even letting you breathe, he wanted to consume you. “You’re such a little vixen.” He pulled at your bottom lip, his cheeks still red. “Such a good boy… my good boy mm.” He pulled back, his lips making a smacking sound, he looked completely enamored by you.

You blush, “So I did good?”

Johnny slides his hand beneath the strap on and touches your wet cunt with his warm hand, “Mmm- so good.”

“Agh-“ you hiss.

“Now, your filming crew knows who you belong to G.I Joe.” He bites your earlobe.

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