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Delivery Boy
Johnny Suh x Male Reader
cw: dom-ish top johnny, johnny has a big thick dick… man's hung >:D, rough sex, spit play, dub-con, blowjob, deepthroat, unprotected sex, dumbification, underwear gagging, a bit of degradation, musk kink, choking, tummy bulge, creampie, cumming hands-free, pwp.
an: the mission = end the johnny suh drought.
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it was sunday and yn was bored and the bastard decided to make prank calls to the local pizzeria, ordering pizzas with fake voice tones and giving wrong addresses that led to nowhere. one of the delivery boys, johnny, was starting to lose his patience, then the phone rang and he answered “hello, pizzeria, can i take your order?”, “oh yeah hello” on the other side of the phone yn was snickering trying hard to not laugh, “i want the extra large with lots of cheese please”. unfortunately, yn got careless and spoke with his normal voice tone and johnny recognized him, now knowing who the idiot behind the prank calls was, he was ready to give him a spoonful of his own medicine…
someone was calling at yn's door, he was weirded the fuck out because he wasn't expecting visits at night, “oh hello johnny” yn greeted laughing nervously “what are you doing here?”, “came here because someone ordered a pizza” johnny was unfazed. “i'm s-sorry i di-didn't ordered a pizza. you must be confused”. “why are you stuttering ynnie? you didn't stutter while making those prank calls” smirked the taller. “what?”
johnny forced himself into yn's house pushing him against the wall, with one hand he grabs the other by both wrists and put them above him and unconsciously putting his knee right under yn's crotch “cut the bullshit yn, i know you were the one behind those calls”. “i'm not, you dumbass” he answered, trying to get out of the other's grip.
“do you know how much time we've wasted,how much money did we lose, all because fucking yn was bored”, johnny pressed his knee more feeling the bulge above it. his head hang low… he smirks and look at yn directly into his eyes “you like it rough huh?” his evil smile sending shivers all over yn's body. “l-let me go please” yn begged “i would pay for all the pizzas but don't hurt me. “well… you have to pay for them of course but i want something else to make up for the wasted time” his knee pressed harder and harder on yn's bulge, making him moan shyly.
yn's eyes wandered on johnny's body and that's where he noticed the bulge on his pants ‘looks heavy’ he thought, a blush appearing on his cheeks.
johnny forces yn to kneel down, then the next thing yn knows is johnny's thick big cock coming out of his pants and landing on top of his face, yn sniffed his balls and shaft, the muski scent making him feel dizzy. “open up” johnny demanded and yn obeyed “that's a good whore” inch by inch the taller's cock intruded into his wet mouth, until it was balls deep. his cock was so big and thick that it formed a bulge on the other's throat. when he pulls out he wowed watching his cock dripping in thick saliva, he shakes it a bit and then put it on yn's face smearing the saliva on it too. watching how hot he looked with all that saliva, johnny grabbed him by the jaw opening his mouth and spitting on it kissing him right away, playing with the spit inside their mouths.
johnny once again introduced his cock on the other male's mouth, thrusting hard this time forcing yn to deepthroat him while pinching his nose to make him gasp for air and therefore thightening more his throat “is so fucking thight. who would've thought your mouth would feel this good. shit!”. with every thrust johnny did yn's head bumped against the wall, tears falling down his cheeks. johnnt kept mouthfucking yn until he flooded it with his seed, laughing at how yn was massaging his jaw for how sore it was.
johnny lifted yn and pushed him against the wall, he tapped his thighs “open wide”, yn obeyed , opening his legs and showing his pink hole to the taller. johnny slaps right into the hole making yn moan and his legs tremble, the top slapped the tip right into the hole and introduce it all at once forming a bulge in yn's lower tummy “ugh.. so.. fu..cking big~” he slurred, feeling the big thing rearranging his insides.
each thrust was stronger than the last, yn could feel the anger that johnny had at him for what he did that could have cost johnny's job, “slow… down plea-” the bottom couldn't finish his sentence because the other gagged him with his underwear “you look better being quiet” he whispered.
yn's legs were shaking for how rough johnny fucked him, he pulled out his cock appreciating the puckered gaping hole spitting on it and watching how it rolled deep down the other's insides, johnny pushed yn's head against the wall with his big hand “you've been a bad guy yn” he says “you don't deserve my cum inside you”. he takes out his cock and starts to stroke it while still pushing the other's head. lots of thick gooey cum came from the tip of his cock, painting yn's back and ass cheeks in white “however, the time we spent now was very hot and i kinda like it so maybe you deserve to have just a little bit of it inside you” and as he says that, he puts his cock back in, which still had traces of cum on the tip. the thrust was so hard and reached so deep inside him that it made yn cum hands-free.
johnny finishes and yn fell down the floor, his legs kept shaking and he was tired, “next time think before making a prank again” johnny was about to leave when he heard yn mumbling something “maybe i should keep doing pranks specially in where you work”. yn was laughing, he enjoyed it and he wanted more. johnny scoffed and smirked “you're an unbelievable son of a bitch. keep doing those pranks then” leaving right away.
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Do-Over | Johnny Suh
Summary: You give your kid’s deadbeat dad Johnny one last chance to step up. A snowstorm puts him in danger of letting you down yet again.
Genre: Baby daddy!Johnny, ex boyfriend!Johnny, angsty
Word Count: 1.2k
Johnny laughed at his reflection in the rear-view mirror. In his homemade costume, he looked like a turnip.
He was determined to go all the way for yours and his daughter Rakha’s play. He would make awful jokes, he would hold little Rakha on his shoulders, he would point her out to the other parents and say, That one’s mine!
He was ready to finally step up and be a father to his kid.
The bouquet of long-stemmed red roses for you was a bit much, he now realised. They were the floral equivalent of a confession of love. Maybe he should leave those in the car.
Thick snow piled up over everything. The world looked a day old.
The dash on his bust-up Ford Fiesta said 5:40pm. He might just make it to Rakha’s end-of-term play in time…
Then he turned a corner, and cursed. He had just hit a mile-long stretch of road where the snow had not been shovelled. The land ahead of him was as blank and lonely as a piece of paper.
There was no way to get through.
He whipped out his phone and tried to call you, but there was no signal.
He let his forehead fall forward in frustration.
He would never forget his last conversation with you.
“Just one more chance. Please.” he had begged, trailing you as you strode to your car. You strapped Rakha in the backseat without looking at him, then got in the front.
He held the car door open so you couldn’t shut him out.
You looked coldly up at him. “She barely recognises you, Johnny.”
“I’ll be at the next recital. On time. Early – early, in fact.”
When he saw that glint of steel in your eyes, he remembered why he had fallen in love with you. Your words cut like razors, but even as it ached, he loved you for it.
“Go get some sleep, Johnny,” you said. Your nose curled. “And a shower.”
You tried to close the door, but he stopped you one last time.
“Y/n” Johnny said quietly. “When will I see you again?”
You let out a shaky breath. “Fine. She has an end-of-term play. But if you don’t make it to this one… I don’t want to hear from you again.”
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You stood at the back of the tiny church, glancing at the clock. You kept picturing Johnny thundering through the doors, blurting out apologies in his bull-in-a-china-shop way.
But he was nowhere to be seen.
You still worried about Johnny. You would never tell anyone this, but it was true.
Every night, you would get up at around midnight, leave the bed without waking your new boyfriend Mark, and walk out onto your tiny balcony. Standing there, you would silently ask the universe where Johnny was. If he was still living in his parents’ basement. If he was eating alright.
If he still thought about you.
Then you would go back to bed, without ever telling a soul what you had done.
The curtains opened for the play, and you applauded with all the other parents. You watched Rakha’s little face fall when she realised Johnny wasn’t with you.
That was when you realised. Just like Rakha, you had still secretly believed that Johnny would show up.
Of course, he’d forgotten.
You felt like an idiot.
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Johnny felt a fire burn in his belly, despite the freezing air in the car.
He would get to that recital if it killed him.
It was a blizzard now, but he was only about twenty minutes’ walk from the church.
He pushed his way out of the car and started the slow trek, using an old map to shield his head. The wind howled in his ears. Each flake of snow was a tiny blade.
He couldn’t feel his fingers, but he was determined to keep going. It wasn’t just his baby girl he was fighting for.
It was you.
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“You know what my husband Mr Giant likes best? Little girls on toast,” a girl in Rakha’s class shouted. “Quick, Jackie, hide!”
Rakha, who was playing Jackie in Jackie and the Beanstalk, jumped behind a cardboard cut-out of a pot.
There was silence.
That was when you realised your mistake. Unable to resist Johnny’s pleading, you’d let him play the Giant in the school play. It was a tradition that one parent would take part in the play with the children.
Rakha’s face started to turn red. Her eyes flicked to the door and back. The sight was torture for you.
You were rigid in your seat. Should you jump up and be the Giant?
Suddenly, the double doors at the back of the church slammed open. Everyone turned around.
A six-foot tall, monstrous figure limped into the room. It was shaking, and covered with snow and mud.
Its voice thundered through the room. “FEE-FI-FO-FUM! I smell the blood of an Englishwoman!”
All the kids squealed with joy. Even the teachers were laughing.
You were the only one not smiling.
Johnny’s half-hearted attempts at parenting were almost more painful than if he just disappeared. They made you hope. And hope was a road that led nowhere.
When the play was over, Johnny lifted Rakha up onto his shoulders. She proceeded to pull his ears and try to control his movements like a puppet.
When Johnny saw the look on your face, he put her down.
Your arms were crossed. “The play started at six, Johnny. Not six forty-five.”
Johnny explained everything about the snowstorm, and how he had to abandon his car.
You didn’t want to believe him, but you had to admit he was telling the truth. And… it was a little sweet how he’d learned all his lines.
Johnny smiled.
“What is it?” you said.
“I just realised how I remember this church.”
He walked into a dusty music room filled with old pianos and organs.
He turned to face you. “Have you really forgotten? My 18th…”
You chuckled, your face heating. “Oh my god. Was it really this room?”
Johnny pretended to lay himself seductively over a grand piano. “My very first time.”
“Shut up,” you said, grinning. Then you saw that he was serious. “I was your first?”
Johnny came close and placed his hands on your waist. You placed yours on his shoulders, just as you used to do.
Johnny leaned slowly down and kissed you. His lips were unbearably sweet.
“Why are you doing this?” you asked quietly, though you already knew the answer.
“I want to try it for real,” Johnny said. “I want us to be a family.”
You wished you could be like your daughter Rakha. You wished you could love Johnny effortlessly, for love’s sake. Without having to remember all the times he had let you down.
It wouldn’t be that easy. You were a parent now.
But then, why it felt so natural so be in Johnny’s arms, despite the years you had spent apart. Johnny was your home. It was as simple as that.
“How about… we start with the Easter fair, and we can take it from there?”
Johnny was about to protest, but you put a finger to his lips.
You grinned. “Just to warn you… that costume of yours did not exactly hold up in the rain. You might want to put that jacket back on before somebody calls the police.”
Smirking, you walked away, leaving Johnny in that little hall.
They say you cannot choose your family. You could not choose whether or not to love Johnny.
You would always love him.
It was as simple as that.
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[04:24]
warning: smut, sexual themes, degradation
"I c-can-" you croak out, yet it only comes out as an inaudible whisper.
His chuckle is low and deep, and his fingernails are digging their own graves at the flesh of your hips, "why? What's wrong? hmm?"
Your insides flip upside down, sideways, diagonal and in every way possible by the way he stares up at you— so intense, so degrading. His eyes that are honey brown when kissed by the sun are now dark and intimidating. It could be the lack of light, but you'd like to believe that it's lust and his greed for you.
You shudder at the chills that run up your spine when his other hand move up to cup your face and stroke your lower lip with his thumb ever so lightly, "Look at my baby getting all shy and dumb on my dick. Isn't this what you want?"
"P-please," you whimper against his thumb, nearly taking it to the wet (now dry) of your mouth.
He chuckles once more, "please what, baby?"
"D-daddy-" you whine, but his other hand was quick to move and pinch on the pink and erect nipple of your left breast, cutting you off as you jerk towards him and moan. His hold on the sensitive nub remains tight, and you can't help but suck on the thumb that was still ghosting over your lips.
"You're going to cum again with only this, baby?" he says as he rolls the poor nipple in between his thumb and index finger.
"No daddy p-pplease, I want m-more, please?"
"Greedy little slut. What more do you want? You've already got daddy's dick inside you" He says as he adjusts the both of you on the armchair, his hands cupping the cheeks of your ass to move you closer to him, and his cock deeper inside you.
"Please, m-move" you close your eyes and rest your forehead on his chin. His stubble is itchy against your skin, but it's the least of your problems for now.
"Hmm? Daddy can't hear you baby," you can almost see the smirk on his face.
"Move your dick inside me please?" you say with your voice so small, like you were scared he'd hear you.
"Daddy's dick?"
"Yes yes please," you groan out of frustration and throw your head back. You try to move just for friction at least, but Johnny sees through you and holds you strongly in place, which earns him another whine.
You know how much he's enjoying teasing you. But you also know how much you're turning him on, and it's only a matter of a time and a few kisses on the neck for him to give you what you want. So you reach for his neck and nibble where you know he gets weak.
Johnny knows what you're doing, and honestly, if he wasn't rock hard and balls deep inside you, he would've taken time to laugh at you for trying to get smart with him. But then again, you are getting smart with him and your plan is actually working. There's definitely no time to laugh for him now.
Before he completely loses his control and drills his cock uncontrollably into you, one of his hands move to take a drag off of the cigarette that was slowly burning down in the ashtray on the table beside him. He then pulls your face closer to his and lets out the smoke into your mouth. And you gladly take it in, gladly taking everything he's giving you, gladly taking his lips for a kiss too.
Johnny pulls away and whispers against the shell of your ear, "fuck yourself like a slut on daddy's cock. I might fuck you properly later on the bed if you're a good girl"
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Such a blessing 😍
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Preview: Your head was still spinning from what happened last night, not only from the number of drinks you had but also from the fact that you literally just got fucked by two guys that are your best friends.
Warning: Threesome, Mentions of Drinking (Legal Age), Degrading, Spit Roasting (Penetration in Mouth and Labia), Teasing, Spanking, DDLG, Hard Dom Lucas and Soft Dom Johnny, Overstimulation, Blowjob (M Receiving), Unprotected Sex (Reader's on the pill), Size Kink, Voyeurism
You thought that after having sex with your two best friends, You wouldn't want more with them, Well, you're wrong.
The Next Morning
Y/N P.O.V
Your head was still spinning from what happened last night, not only from the number of drinks you had but also from the fact that you literally just got fucked by two guys that are your best friends.
As you were opening your eyes, the first thing you saw was your bedroom ceiling with some sunlight coming in that made your eyes squint a bit just from moving your head to look up at your window showing the sunrise.
Afterward, you were about to head back to sleep until you felt someone wrap one of their arms across your waist, making your eyes open again. As you look to your right, you saw that it was Johnny's arm that wrapped across your waist, with his eyes looking half-opened.
"Morning princess, how are you?" As he said that to you, you felt your cheeks blushing because of what he called you and how he said it in a husky yet sexy way. You were about to look down because of your cheeks blushing until he grabbed your jaw and made you look up at him, with his hair still looking fine after his endless pounding into you.
"Did you sleep well princess?, Do you need anything?" You were about to tell him something until you felt some pain around your pelvic area. With yourself reacting to it, it made Johnny worried as he left the bed to cover himself up and while he was looking for something, you saw his member and his ass that made you a little bit aroused but then he found his pants and went back to you and proceeded to carry your naked body to the bathroom in a bridal way as he turned on the tap of both hot and cold water.
As he places you into the bathtub after the water rises, he grabs your body wash and your loofah. It almost made you want to fall asleep from the way his hands moved over your body while cleaning you up. He might be the best at cleaning you up, but the way his hands made you feel good was amazing.
He even undid your hair and cleaned your face after your makeup was ruined by him and Lucas. Oh, that's right, you were so immersed in it, you even forgot he was here anyway. As you opened your eyes to look where Lucas was lying, he wasn't lying in the bed anymore, but you felt relaxed after you saw him walk towards the bathroom in his boxers while stumbling a little bit.
"How's my princess doing?" Suddenly you blushed again and looked away until you looked back when Johnny said, "You mean our princess, Lucas." You were surprised by the way they both give off dominance but with two different vibes: one is soft and caring and the other is rough and daring.
"Okay, how's 'our' princess doing?" you can see he didn't mean that. From the beginning, you knew Lucas was more dominating to you and you couldn't help but like that because it was thrilling. He always wants you, he would rather have you with him than with Johnny, but because you like him and Johnny, he was willing to share you.
After a while, Johnny was done bathing you and after emptying the bathtub, he grabbed a towel to dry you off and proceeded to carry you again back to the bed and grabbed your moisturizer to apply it onto your skin and you liked it. You don't know what it was but the way his hands were moving over your body while his hands were covered in the moisturizer was making you feel aroused again like before.
After all that, you started to feel a little bit better around your pelvic area enough to walk to your closet to put on your dressing robe and head towards the kitchen to make yourself something to eat.
As you were making something, you felt some hands wrapping around your waist, and to your tied dressing robe, you could tell who's hands were those. As you were about to turn around, you felt Lucas's lips on yours as he progressed the kiss more by moving his hands onto your ass and groping them, which made you let out a gasp that allowed Lucas access to your tongue, which you gave consent to.
While it was progressing, he picked you up to move you away from the stove and onto a clear bench so it could continue and it did by him moving one of his hands onto your bare core and he slid his fingers into your wet core which made you let out a moan that sounded so good to him.
He went to your sweet spot that made you let out more moans than before. You were near your high and were about to cum until he pulled out which made you whine like a brat that made him turn you around to lift your dressing robe to then spank you that made you let out a moan.
"What was that? Did you just moan at me spanking you for being a bad girl?" As he said that to you, he spanked you again making you moan more from the pain that felt so good to you, "You like me spanking you princess, you like my hand on your ass, spanking you over and over again until your cheeks get red", it wasn't until he moved away to take his boxers to then line his member on your wet core while teasing you by moving his member up and down your slit.
You started to get whiney and needy for his member and wanted him to fuck you until you couldn't walk like this morning, and with that, he spanked you again and said this to you, "You are being such a bad girl today, acting like a needy slut for my cock, you want me to fuck you like a slut, make you moan like one until you can't speak or walk, how about that, you want me to do that to you", You were about to say something until he spanked you again, "Well, say something, be a good girl for daddy", "Yes", you told him until he spanked you again, "Yes what", "Yes daddy, fuck me like the dirty slut that I am, fuck me please", "That's my Girl".
As soon as he finished that last sentence of his, he slammed his member into you immediately, making you let out a screaming moan that you could tell sounded amazing to Lucas, "Aw, look at you, moaning like a slut would, you like daddy's cock in your tight little pussy", he said to you in a teasing and dirty way. "Yes daddy, I like your big and thick cock in my tight, little pussy", you said while moaning like a slut.
After only a few minutes, you started to feel a knot in your stomach. He obviously knew about it, so he started to slow his pace in a way that couldn't allow you to cum, you started to whine like a brat again and wanted him to fuck you again like the whore you are for him until he spanked you again but on both of your cheeks, "You really are a bad girl for daddy huh? Well, since you like to act like the whore that you are, how about this for your punishment: if you cum on my cock without my permission, I'll spank you until your ass is red and have you count it. Can you do that for daddy princess?", you nodded in response but he instead spanked you, "Come on, be a good girl and tell me, use your words" he said to you while wrapping his hands around your throat to choke you, "Yes daddy, I can do that for you daddy", you said while chocking a little bit because of Lucas.
As soon as you finished telling him that, he then not only slammed himself into you like before but then moved one of his hands from your throat to your core to play with your clit to tease you more because he knows you're gonna break under his spell.
With his rough and fast pounds and his hands playing with your clit, it was driving you so crazy that your knuckles gripped on the counter were turning white just from him and yourself trying not to cum on him so you could be a good girl for him. And it was working until he went to your neck and found your sweet spot. You started to moan again and that sounded like angels to him.
After a while, Lucas was impressed by how you hadn't released yet onto him and how you were being a good girl for him, so he allowed you to come after a long time of him fucking your eyes out, and as soon as he did that, you finally released your juices onto him and he loved it so much he moved his fingers down there to collect your juices with his fingers just to slide them into your mouth to have you taste yourself with what he had done to you.
"We're not done yet. Just because you came before me doesn't obviously mean I'm done with you".
This is quite the opposite of what you wanted in a relationship,
But with your two best friends and how they are,
You were going to enjoy yourself and they would as well.
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Focus
How can I not write anything about Johnny's solo performance in The Link concerts?
Here's a short piece of how my mind malfunctioned for a moment and indulged in carnal desires.
Mahal ko kayong lahat! :)
POV: 2nd person
Word count: ~470 words
Warning: I didn't get too smutty. Not yet. We'll get there soon?
Recommended listening: Obviously the song he introduced in the concert and one of my favorites on the album!
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“Damn, what did I do to deserve you?”
You whispered, taking in the glorious sight in front of you. Johnny Suh, your partner, was only wearing a pair of skintight leather trousers, and his body was glistening from sweat.
He performed a dance to arouse you, and you knew you would already be even if he didn’t do it. You remembered calling him a sex god in your mind, and what he did solidify that further.
“You deserve the best, baby,” he said while approaching your figure, his hands immediately snaking around your waist. “It’s been a while we’ve done this, right?” His lips connected to your neck, peppering kisses that made your body heat up even more.
“Yeah, we’ve been too busy,” you responded, breaking away from his hold a bit to cradle his beautiful face. “And I appreciate your Magic Mike routine. You don’t know how I turned on I am right now,” you stuck out your tongue at him, trying to keep things light. You knew once he got serious, he would be like that throughout the night.
“Well, that’s the point. Do you think I can get a gig with that?” He giggled, his hold on you never faltering. “I’m sure you will, but I’m not comfortable that you'll do that in front of other women,” you kissed the tip of his nose before you tugged at the waistband of your sweatpants.
“No, baby, I’ll only do that for you,” Johnny was quick in undressing you as if he had memorized it a thousand times already. Before you could even touch his pants, he had already taken them off. “Just relax, and I’ll do all the work, okay?” He kissed your forehead before he attacked your lips with a ravenous kiss.
You had to admit that Johnny leading your sexy time was one of the best things you’ve ever experienced in life, and he never failed to deliver. It was a good thing that tomorrow was the weekend, and you could stay in bed the whole day since you know you’ll be sore from all the manhandling he’ll do to you.
He kissed, nipped, sucked, licked, massaged, slapped, and thrusted into your body in all the right places, and the only thing you could do was scream his name louder each time he did.
No one can ever compare to him, not even Jaehyun, who fucked you almost every day when you decided to have an affair with him. You recalled telling the younger guy that he was the best, but when Johnny hit your G-spot repeatedly with his long and thick dick, that thought flew out of your mind.
All you could think of was the pleasure your partner was giving you and damn those guilty thoughts from the past that keep creeping on you during inappropriate times.
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FIN
P.S. Ugh, that ending. It always comes back to that affair.
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Arruinava o orgasmo de johnny pela segunda vez. Ele já estava uma bagunça, um misto do teu orgasmo, saliva e lagrimas no rosto dele. Gemia teu nome e falava palavras desconexas em inglês, mas não estava no seu limite, ainda sabia o que estava acontecendo.
"mommy i.. i wanna cum so bad, please let me cum- F-FUCK PLEASE" chorava após ter mais um ápice negado.
- it's okay um? aguente só mais um pouco meu amor, eu sei que você pode. Vai fazer isso pela mamãe certo?
Gostava tanto de ver ele assim, achava a coisa mais linda do mundo. E de fato era, sem querer se gabar por ser teu menino mas john era dono de uma beleza surreal.
E acima de tudo era um gatinho muito obediente, contestaria contra tua palavra apenas se tivesse no seu limite, do contrario iria obedecer tudo que lhe desse de bom grado até que chegasse o seu tão querido orgasmo.
"c-consigo, mamãe, eu consigo sim." Os olhos pesados e brilhosos pelas lágrimas de prazer te encantavam.
"Sei que consegue, é um bom garoto. Meu bom garoto"
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Can you finish the changbin series? Yk the yandere one? Its so good and I want to read more. It's okay of they are not out right away, take your time :)
I'm not sure when exactly they'll be out, but I'll have more time in Ireland to just sit down and write so hopefully it's sooner than later <3
Thank you for your interest in it!!
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5-way ticket
Johnny Suh, Lee Taeyong, Mark Lee & Nakamoto Yuta x Male Reader
cw: idol au; tops johnny, taeyong, mark and yuta; unprotected sex, breeding, facial, dumbification, musk kink, degradation, praising, feminization.
an: lowkey think this is a mess, writing 3+ -somes is so hard so ntm. also this is the only fivesome you would see in this account.
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today it's the day where yn finally would see his favorite group, nct 127, at concert. he also won a vip ticket so he can go and meet them backstage.
yn went greeting each member and talking to them one by one but he felt something different when he talked to johnny, yuta, taeyong and mark… their stares were like those of a hunter looking for a prey…
it was time to say goodbye when mark suddenly whispered in a sexy low voice “see you here after the concert” his breath tickling yn's neck.
���fuckk!! i knew he was good for this” moaned johnny impaling his huge dick inside yn's hole.
“damn he really is” mark said while mouthfucking the fanboy.
yn felt like he was in paradise, having 4 cocks just for him; one in his mouth, other in his ass and the other two on each hand. their musk was like a drug for yn, it made him more eager to just be used by the four all the time they want.
they idols decide to rotate every once in a while, johnny would now put his cock in yn's right hand while yuta would now fuck his mouth, mark moves to the left hand and taeyong rims his ass to fuck him minutes later.
they rotate again, mark didn't waste time and put all his dick in at once “how are you still so tight after taking two dicks already” he started to jerk off yn while thrusting harshly.
“open up for me whore” yuta taps yn's thighs and the fanboy obeys, he clenches his hole into nothing as if it's asking impatiently for yuta's cock. he rubs the tip against the abused hole, yn whimpered impatiently with taeyong's dick stuffing his mouth.
minutes passed and the idols still were at it, yn was regretting it now they had a lot of stamina. being double penetrated back to back by every member has left his hole gaping and dripping a mix of fluids. every cock managed to brush his prostate making him seeing stars for how good he was being fucked. “i'm about to cum” yuta said introducing his cock quickly inside yn's ass and came inside he kept thrusting to ride his high. “move let me churn it and add some more” mark winked at yuta and fucked yn until he came inside. next it's the turn for taeyong and johnny while taeyong fucked the ass, johnny fucked the mouth. “you did so well prince” johnny praised while slapping his cheek lightly, “yeah… thank you for letting us use your boy-pussy” taeyong added emptying his balls inside, every throb of his cock making yn squirm in pleasure. “shit” johnny pulled his cock out quickly, leaving it resting on yn's face spurting ropes of thick cum on his face.
the other day yn woke up in a hotel room, the pain on his lower back killing him but it was worth it, not all days you get to be fucked by a member of your favorite group “hell, i was lucky i got four of them inside me”, he stood up from the bed ready to go to the shower when he found a little card with a number on the nightstand next to him “call us whenever you want to have a really fun time”.
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Waterfalls - S.JN
Pairing: Johnny Suh x (fem!bodied) reader
Word count: 1807 words
AU/Genre: non idol!AU, smut
Warnings: voyeurism (more or less), slight degradation, size kink, fingering, teasing, sex standing up, unprotected sex (you know the drill), oral (f receiving), cum eating
Summary: Where John invites you to join him in showering underneath the waterfall.
Vacations with your friends are always fun. Chilling at the beach during the day, clubbing at night, eating at restaurants and just enjoy life. It's fun, even though one of your friends brought along someone else, another friend of their's.
His name is John.
John is fun too, don't get it wrong, he's hilarious even, has the best ideas on where to go in the evening and knows his way around. The problem is: he's too funny. And handsome. And tall. Just completely everything you've ever wanted in a man.
So when he's suggested to go on a trip on an island for a day and a night (it was cheep too), you were all for it. The day was fun, exploring the private island and having a barbecue at the beach in the evening.
Now, it's the next day, early as shit, but you're awake anyway, and apparently, John is too. You've heard him leave the bungalow a couple of minutes ago and you're slowly beginning to wonder where he went. What if something happened?
Cautious as you are, you go looking for him, calling out his name a couple of times as the sun rises over the ocean. Beautiful, but you're too invested in finding Johnny at the moment to care about the breathtaking sight of the sunrise.
You make your way deeper into the island, almost stumbling over some of the branches on the ground as you step forwards, trying to remember any locations John had perviously mentioned to like in particular.
The waterfall.
You hurry, said waterfall coming in sight. And he's there.
But he's naked, showering under the pressure of the waterfall. Holy fucking shit.
He looks ethereal, the water running along the lines of his strong form, hands above him washing his shoulder-length blonde hair. His wet pecs, abs and biceps flex as he stretches, brushing his fingers through his hair, body turned halfway so that you also have a great view of his round ass. His body looks like one of a greek god and it makes you rub your thighs together involuntarily.
Your eyes wander over his thighs, scanning the strong muscle as you lick your lips. If he'd just turn a little so you could see his-
"Like what you see?"
John's voice rips you from your trance, your eyes widen at being caught. A blush creeps onto your cheeks and you turn your head, pretending to not even see him. Fuck.
"Were you watching me, hm? Getting off to the sight of me, like a little pervert?" He grins.
"O-of course not!" You call, mortified "I was just- I was..."
"You could join me, you know?" John offers and you think your ears betray you "Come on!"
Without even thinking, your legs move on their own, making their way over to John and taking you with them as you slowly undress yourself until you're only left in your underwear.
He holds out a hand for you, inviting you to join him underneath the waterfall. The water is relatively cold, but not unpleasant. Grabbing ahold of your waist, he pulls you closer "You're beautiful. Actually, I'm happy it's you who watched me, I liked it."
"Really?"
"Yeah" he smiles widely, droplets of water running over his face "I'm happy you're joining me, does that mean you like me too?"
Like him? Too? He likes you?
You nod, not trusting your voice. This situation seems too unreal, you want to pinch yourself to wake up from this dream- actually, scratch that, this is the best dream you've ever had.
"Is it okay if I kiss you?"
Without even thinking about it, you immediately nod, getting onto your tip toes to meet his lips as he leans down. He's just so big, his hands are, too, as they wrap around your waist to pull you closer, roaming your back as he presses you against him. You feel so small and almost fragile around him, like he could break you in half easily.
Tongue licking into your mouth, you get lost in his lips, allowing him to lead the kiss as you hold onto his muscular arms. You're so turned on already, he hasn't even done anything besides kissing you and stroking your back.
"Touch me" you whisper against his lips, breaking the kiss.
"Touch you, baby?" He teases, but his hand wanders to the clip of your bra, unhooking it with ease before letting it slip off your body. Immediately finding your breast with his hands, he squeezes them gently, thumb running over your nipple and you shudder, eyes closing as you emerge in the feeling.
"More" you sigh into his chest, challenging him to finally touch you where you want him most "Want you so bad, Johnny"
He groans lowly at your words, wasting no time to catch your mouth again with his while helping you out of your last piece of clothing. Underwear discarded somewhere, he goes to work, lips never leaving yours as he strokes over your things, hooking his hands underneath them to lift you up.
His strength turns you on even more, the way he just hoists you up like you're nothing, pressing your back against the wall of rocks, careful to not hurt you before snaking his hand in between your naked bodies to touch you just like you asked him to.
At the first contact with your cunt, you moan into the kiss. He knows exactly how to touch you, letting his fingertips ghost over your clit, teasing you with how slow he's going. If you had it your way, he wouldn't even have to finger you first, you just want him to thrust his dick into you right away.
Instead, he gives you a finger, then two, and you moan at the delicious stretch as his thumb rubs over your clit. Meanwhile, his mouth leaves your lips, sucking on the skin of your neck instead, allowing your moans to freely flow out of your mouth.
Johnny angles his fingers differently, he curls them more upwards, brushing over your sweet spot over and over again, the palm of his hand putting pressure on your clit at the same time.
"John..." you gasp, having trouble keeping your eyes open "fuck me already, please"
There's a hungry look in his eyes as his hand leaves you, immediately making you feel empty.
The next second, you feel the tip of his cock against you, pushing into you. Just like everything else about Johnny, his dick is big, stretching you deliciously as he slowly bottoms out. You can't do anything but moan at the feeling.
He stills for a second, silently asking you if you're ready and you nod, you don't want to wait any longer for him to finally start moving. As if reading your thoughts, he begins to thrust into you, lips finding yours in a sensual kiss.
You feel so incredibly full with his dick inside you that you can't even think straight. It feels so fucking good, having him move inside you, hitting the deepest places inside of you that no one's ever reached before.
Moaning, you take in the sight of him again. He's so absolutely, undeniably beautiful, you notice, abs and pecs clenching as he ruts into your tightness. The water almost defining his muscles as the sunlight catches onto them. You watch as his teeth catch his plush lower lip.
"I've wanted you" he remarks, burying his face in the crook of your neck to leave a few kisses and love bites as he mumbles to you "Since the first time I saw you. You're so beautiful, everything about you, I couldn't help but to wonder what you'd look like with my dick inside of you."
Part of you wants to tell him that you felt the same, you remember the first time you saw him, getting out of your mutual friends car, immediately towering over everyone around you. You think about the smile he's sent you back then, beaming with confidence, it just made you weak in the knees.
"You're so small compared to me" Johnny continues instead as you stroke your hands over his broad shoulders, thinking the exact same thing.
"You're so big, Johnny, everything about you's just so big" you sigh, loving how you almost feel like a doll in his hands, so easy to hold and for him to use for his liking. He lets go of your neck to lean back a little to be able to look at you.
"So fucking beautiful" he says, more to himself than to you, but your ears still catch it. At a particularly deep thrust, you feel your eyes roll back. The way he moves inside of you with such preciseness, dick pushing against your sweet spot over and over again makes you so weak for him, you feel your high approaching slowly.
"So fucking wet for me" John moans as you clench around him "You feel so fucking good around me, baby."
And with that, he grabs you a little differently, hoisting you up onto his forearms, then takes a step back so your back no longer touches the rocks behind you. Like this, he can fuck into you harder and from a different angle. It makes you moan uncontrollably as you let your head rest against his shoulder. It just hits different that he can just carry you like this, pushing you up and down on his cock.
"Getting close" he tells you.
"Want you to cum inside of me" you moan, hands holding onto Johnny's shoulders. It doesn't take long after this for Johnny to fulfill your wish, thrusting into your hole a few more times before pushing deeply inside you as he cums, emptying himself with a drawn out groan.
You both breathe heavily before he pulls out, making sure you can hold yourself upright before he squats down before you, lips instantly attaching to your clit, sucking it into his mouth. You moan out at the sudden strike of pleasure that runs through you.
His tongue laps at your hole, tasting his own cum that's slowly dripping out of you. The whole experience might be the most erotic thing you've ever witnessed. Coming back up to your clit, he stimulates you with his tongue, gently sucking on it from time to time as he plunges his fingers back into you, curling up to press into your sweet spot.
You clench so hard around him, feeling your orgasm come faster than you'd expect before it comes crushing down on you. Hands holding onto the rocks around you, you buck your hips against his face as you cum intensely.
When you've came down from your high, Johnny stands up, kissing your deeply. You look into his beautiful eyes.
"Can I take you out sometime?"
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NiceGuyJohnny & TheJinyoung : NCT & Got7
🌙 staring. johnny (nct) & jinyoung (got7) x afab!Reader
🔮 synopsis. A little romantic trip with Haechan leaves two of your primary doms feeling a little… jealous? possessive? downright insane? And they’re going to make sure you know it.
cw/ tw.cam sex, extreme sadist hard dom Jinyoung, hard/soft dom Johnny, gag ball, degradation, use of yellow safe word (in a pretty tame way tbh), bdsm themes, threesome, ‘puppy’, thigh riding, daddy/sir/master - all sorts of dom titles tbh, oral (m/f receiving), squirting, Johnny’s dick is (as always) too god damned big for his own good, unprotected sex, bulge kinks of sorts?, deep throating, rough sex, dumbification, toys, lots of finger sucking, some pain kink, etc...
👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 7.5k
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“Do you trust me?” Johnny asks, as the elevator ascends to the highest floor in one of the tallest hotels in all of Seoul. You’d been a little shocked when he’d driven you both straight here after picking you up from your apartment.
“I’m not sure if I trust you to get some food in me before you decide to fuck me.” You grab at his soft, black dress shirt, pulling him close in the elevator as you grin up at your beautiful lover.
“You watch too many TikToks,” Johnny smirks, pressing a kiss to your lips. His hands slip to your waist, pulling you even closer to his broad chest, and you breathe in his expensive cologne, enjoying the taste of luxury it leaves on your tongue. He cups your face, running his thumb along your bottom lip, “And you know what, pretty girl? I know you trust me.”
“Sadly,” you confess, sighing and looking away only for Johnny to pull you in for one last kiss that feels stolen as the elevator doors open, and you’re left wanting more when he moves away. The tall NCT idol has your room key, and you let him navigate you down the hall.
The room is easy to find, and Johnny scans the hotel key card, earning access.
Johnny helps you take off your jacket and his quiet demeanour tips you off that something is wrong. He puts a do not disturb sign on the other side of the door’s handle, and you think that this is particularly odd behaviour for Johnny of all people, who usually doesn’t care who hears you two fucking or who interrupts.
“Hey, baby,” Jinyoung’s smooth voice makes you whip around, coming face to- chest with your most sadistic dom. You force your eyes up and Jinyoung smirks down at you, looking like the cat who’s caught the canary. You enjoy how big he is, dwarfing your smaller body as he invades your space- but what is he doing here?
“You trust me,” Johnny reminds you from where he’s leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest.
Fingers under your chin draw your eyes to Jinyoung, and his dark gaze pierces yours. “Did you have fun last weekend, baby?”
So that’s what this is about? Your getaway with Haechan?
You roll your eyes and Jinyoung’s widen in shock.
“She’s lost her manners,” The elder Got7 Member concludes, not reprimanding you, but instead looking over your shoulder at Johnny, talking about you as if you’re not even there, which is almost worse.
He’s shit talking you and you’re right there. Shit talking you to your soft dom lover no less, who you expect to take your defence, but instead Johnny just shrugs, grinning as if to say ‘it is what it is.’
It becomes clear now that Jinyoung arrived a while ago, as he's set up the room exactly to your usual cam girl specifications. There are a few things set up, namely; a tripod, light ring, and- classically Jinyoung- bondage ties on the bed.
You're in for a long night, and although you think you don't really deserve this as a punishment - which from the strong set of Jinyoung's shoulders you know it most definitely will be - you know they're going to all but break your back, and you can't think of a better way to spend an evening.
You take a moment to appreciate Jinyoung’s body.
He’s in pinstriped dress pants tonight and a white button up, with suspenders that curve deliciously over his back. The shirt is tailored, showing off the wide set of his shoulders that narrows in to his waist and ass, which is where your eyes stay fixed as you continue following him.
A hand touches the small of your back and Johnny falls into step with you. “Safe words?”
You raise a brow at him, is he serious? Again, you’d expected some soft words from your (generally) kind lover, but this? Something like fear tingles up your spine and you force yourself to remember your ‘training’.
“Red for stop, yellow for slow down, green for all clear.”
There’s no reward for your correct answer, and you’re left empty handed, expecting a ‘good girl’ or maybe even a ‘that’s my studious little baby doll’- okay, maybe not that last one- but you’d been expecting something!
The bratty side of you is starting to come out and it makes you stop in your tracks three feet past the tripod. Someone better start being nice to you or so help you god-
“Go on darling.” Jinyoung turns to face you, leaning back against a table near the bed that you now see has a few interesting items on it. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, forearms on display since he’s rolled up his sleeves. “Stomp your foot for us. Pout out that lip, it’s been making everyone else bend over backwards for you lately, huh?”
You’re shocked at his words, eyes immediately darting to Johnny, who has met Jinyoung at the table, but he’s focused on pouring himself a drink from a bottle of Whiskey next to what you now see is a vibrator.
“Don’t look at him,” Jinyoung’s voice is low, and he pushes himself off of the table fluidly, taking a step towards you that makes you instinctively move backwards.
He’s much bigger than you, closing the distance and grabbing you by the waist with one hand while the other grips your jaw, his dark eyes gazing into your own.
“Cat got your tongue, baby?”
His words ring loudly in your ears and it only takes a moment for you to realize why. Haechan had said that exact same thing on your vacation together.
Your heart races in your chest. Of course they’d both been watching, but to have Jinyoung quote it at you?
He must be pissed.
“Colour?” Johnny’s voice draws your eyes over Jinyoung’s shoulder and he lets you go even before you say ‘Green’ as clearly as possible.
Jinyoung heads over to Johnny again, once more leaning back against the table.
You take a breath to speak but Johnny cuts you off. “Before anyone says anything else that could be incriminating,” Johnny turns to face you, swirling the whiskey in his cup and bringing it to his lips, “Camera’s on gorgeous.”
“How-” You turn to see your phone is in the tripod, and you have no idea how it got there.
“You were too busy staring at Jinyoung’s ass, darling,” Johnny chuckles into his glass of whiskey.
He’s making fun of you. It’s a form of degradation, a soft form, but a form nonetheless, and it makes you wrap an arm over your middle instinctively, starting to feel incredibly small.
Johnny had taken your phone when he’d put your jacket away, and while you’d been walking behind Jinyoung, the man from Chicago had turned on your phone, opened a room, and slipped it into the tripod holder.
You try not to underestimate Johnny, but he still surprises you every now and again.
“So what are we going to do with you tonight, hmm?” Jinyoung asks, adjusting so his palms are flat on the table behind him and it widens his chest out, making it look even broader as he takes a deep breath, sighing. “I'm going to have to reteach you everything, aren’t I?”
Your manners come back after the initial shock. Being a brat hadn’t worked, and Jinyoung had degraded you for it, knowing all the tricks you had up your sleeve. Johnny, your soft dom- has seemingly abandoned you- it feels like the only option is to comply.
“No sir, I’ll be good,” you say.
You may have had your bratty little escapades with lenient doms recently, but Jinyoung is reminding you exactly what he expects from you. For good measure, and because you’ve already dug yourself into a bit of a hole by trying to be bratty at all, you get down on your knees and look at the floor.
You listen to Jinyoung walk towards you, then past you.
He pushes the tripod back to give space between it and the foot of the bed, and picks up your phone. He turns it towards you and you feel a prickle of shame at your kneeling form.
After being a bit of a brat with your past men, it feels odd to show them this side of you again, but you know it’s a passing feeling, because the moment Jinyoung speaks, a tingle of excitement runs up your spine.
“Bet our little whore is waiting for some praise,” Jinyoung says, moving to sit on the foot of the bed and spread his thighs invitingly.
You open your mouth to say something but remember your dom hasn’t asked you a question so you bite down on your lip instead.
“Come sit between my legs,” Jinyoung instructs, watching you with dark eyes as you shuffle to where you’re supposed to be, “and stop calling me sir, it’s obviously a title with little value.”
“But you can still call me daddy, isn’t that right princess?” Johnny’s voice makes you want to scoff, you can practically hear him grinning somewhere on your left, probably still drinking and being nonchalant while you and Jinyoung have his intense power play, as per usual Johnny you suppose.
“The person who doesn’t want to be called sir anymore told me not to look at you and maybe not to speak to you either,” you say loudly, unable to help yourself. You force your gaze down on Jinyoung’s shoes, trying to stop a smile at your own bratty mischief.
Then Johnny starts laughing, because you both know what your little outburst is probably going to have cost you. You just effectively talked back to Jinyoung - and without even looking up at his face, you know he’s probably furious.
To your surprise, he doesn’t say anything, in fact, Jinyoung stands up and walks over to Johnny. When his back is to you, you follow him with your eyes, looking briefly at Johnny but he’s blatantly ignoring you now. Still laughing to himself as he drinks his whisky and pulls up a fancy chair to sit in as if he’s about to enjoy the show.
He is.
And you’re the show. Not only for him, but for however many people are in the cam room. You don’t even know who you’ve invited at this point, who has access to this.
You love this. You live for this. You press your thighs tighter together.
“Johnny.” All Jinyoung has to do is say his name for Johnny to set his drink down and accept the phone. He immediately turns it on you, and with Jinyoung’s back hiding what he’s up to, all you can do is wait.
You wait expectantly for some praise, for him to read the chat to you. Instead, Johnny’s eyes scan comments but he keeps his mouth shut, laughing at a few, but not reading them to you.
You’re pissed.
So pissed, you almost forget Jinyoung is up to no good until he’s coming back to the bed and you have no idea what he’s even retrieved from the table of toys.
“Greedy girl, already looking for her toy.” Jinyoung sits down on the foot of the bed and spreads his legs again, he shows you his empty hands. “Where is it, gorgeous?”
You narrow your eyes at him, not enjoying his game.
His fingers reach under your chin and he leans down to meet your eyes. “You were okay playing kitten for Jaebum, now be my good puppy and find your toy.”
The mean dom sits back again, squaring his shoulders and smiling at you. You move forward on your knees until you’re pressed to the foot of the bed.
You love the way the pinstripe pants hug Jinyoung’s thighs and you’re practically drooling as you rest your hands on his knees and begin an upward motion.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Jinyoung’s tone is amused and when you look up at him, your belly flips upon finding a smile.
He grabs your jaw as you say “searching for my toy?” Your hands have reached his upper thighs. “Is it in your back pocket, master?” You bat your eyes at him and Jinyoung takes a deep breath, the new title obviously striking an unexpected chord inside of him.
“Yes, gorgeous, it’s in my back pocket.”
You grin, pushing on his thighs to prop yourself up to press a kiss to his lips before you fall back to your knees and reach behind him for your prize.
“Show it so everyone can see, baby.” Jinyoung’s smiling down at you but there’s something so sinister in it, in the sexiest of ways.
You lift the pink gag ball up for everyone to see.
Now you realize why Johnny needs to hold the phone. Jinyoung will need both hands to put the gag ball on you.
“Turn and face your daddy, gorgeous,” Jinyoung says, taking the gag ball from you.
You do as you’re told, looking up at Johnny and the camera.
“Now say: bye bye daddy.”
You want to laugh but you also maybe want to cry.
One look at Johnny has him offering you a smile. “If you’re uncomfortable, tap out three times, two for slow down, one for good, got it baby?”
You nod. “Bye bye, daddy.”
“Say ah,” Jinyoung commands from behind you, his breath teasing your bare shoulder, exposed by your pretty dress, which, you realize, he’s yet to praise.
You kind of want to say something about it- but then the hard plastic touches your teeth and you open your mouth wider, accepting the ball that Jinyoung fastens behind your head with deft, quick fingers.
It feels kind of odd to have your mouth forcibly open like this. Gag Balls are not something you’ve really tried with your partners other than Jinyoung, who’s used it on you only twice before, and it’s always an adjustment.
“There we go,” Jinyoung sighs, both of his hands finding your shoulders and begin smoothing down your arms. “Now we can talk without any bratty,” he smacks your inner thigh, forcing you to spread your legs, “interruptions.”
Johnny, along with the entire cam room, watches as Jinyoung talks down to you. He leans down to press a kiss to your shoulder and you tilt your head, which only earns more chastising.
“Needy,” Jinyoung states, letting the tip of his nose drag up your neck. “You’re going to have to work for it tonight princess.”
Jinyoung moves away from behind behind you, and Johnny catches a micro movement of you turning to watch, only to force your eyes back down on the floor. He fights the urge to praise you for your good behaviour, fights the urge to read you the comments flooding in.
Heychannie: holy fucking shit
Heychannie has donated $500
yutAH: you can say that again
yutAH has donated $666
yutAH: i didn’t know she was into GAG BALLS
TeamWang: fuck me neither
TeamWang has donated $1000
PubGMarkT: fucking Jackson
PubGMarkT: we’re all just trying to watch and you’re throwing money around
PubGMarkT has donated $1000
TeamWang: tell me she doesn’t deserve it
PubGMarkT: we all know she does
HeyChannie: hey! When did Johnny and Jinyoung start hanging out though?
HeyChannie: and why the fuck wasn’t i invited to this
yutAH: cuz you’re the reason they’re even punishing her you fuck
HeyChannie: all i did was take her on vacation
Doie: can someone kick him off the chat
HeyChannie: fuck you i was in the chat first
KittyTae: be nice you two
KittyTae has donated $1000
TeamWang: and start tossing money at her if ur going to be babies in chat ;)
TeamWang has donated $500
Johnny moves his eyes back to you. You’re still facing him, kneeling on the floor, gag ball between your lips, a small bit of drool already beginning to form-
“She’ll ruin her dress,” Johnny realizes, immediately squatting and bringing the camera up to your face to inspect the trail of saliva on the corner of your mouth.
He wipes it clean with his thumb, looking past you at Jinyoung, who’s taken a seat again on the foot of the bed.
“Then take it off,” Jinyoung says simply.
“Stand up for me, princess.” Johnny reaches a hand out for you to grab so he can help you to your feet and Jinyoung clicks his tongue.
“What did I say about being nice to her during this?”
Johnny sighs. Jinyoung had told him that if he wanted to be here for the punishment, he’d have to be harsher on you, less baby names and coddling.
It’s funny how easily Johnny slips back into soft dom if he’s not paying attention, his true care for you bleeding through and getting in the way of his harder role.
Standing and taking his hand back, Johnny meets your eyes. He thinks he sees your understanding in them, and he doubts you’ll be mad at him about any of this later.
He watches you slowly get to your feet, and then you turn towards Jinyoung, looking over your shoulder somewhat expectantly at Johnny, who reaches out to unzip your dress, the camera following the motion.
As soon as the zipper is undone, Jinyoung’s hands find your waist and he pulls you between his legs, looking up at you. “Strip for us, whore.”
Instead of doing what you’re told immediately, you turn back to Johnny and reach out for his hand, which he allows you to take.
The tall man watches with interest as you tap two times on his palm, and then Johnny’s shoulders slump slightly, “Aw, yellow? Already? Okay, baby, we’ll be better about our degradation.”
beommie: leave it to Jinyoung to be such an asshole that our cam baby has to use a safe signal
TeamWang: what a dick right?
PubGMarkT: and her going to Johnny to tap out?-
TeamWang: what else would you expect
TeamWang: honestly
Johnny looks down at you with concern in his eyes and you nod, about to turn back to Jinyoung but then Johnny stops you. “Are you still okay with the gag?”
You reach for his hand again, tapping once in his palm, a yes.
Then you turn to face Jinyoung, intending to follow through with his strip tease command- only for him to reach for your hand instead.
He stands, pulling you to his chest by your hips. His fingers find the bottom of your chin and he lifts your face, pressing a kiss to your nose before moving his hands to your shoulders to push the straps of your dress down, causing it to fall to the floor.
Jinyoung sits down again, patting one thigh, and you marvel at the way the pinstripes look like a landing strip.
You’re exposed to the room in your little black lace set- you think Namjoon bought it for you? But you can’t remember, you have so much lingerie from all your men it’s hard to keep track- and you feel completely in your element.
Your hands find Jinyoung’s strong shoulders, steadying yourself so you can swing a leg over his thigh and get into position, sinking down until your core is against his pants.
“Look at me,” Jinyoung commands, leaning back and settling his hands on the bed behind him, he looks gorgeous, “be a good little sub, and ride my thigh till you cum.”
You nod, and then begin to move your hips, grinding down on Jinyoung’s leg.
A moan slips past your gag ball, and you breathe heavily through your nose, able to feel a new string of drool sliding down your chin only to drip onto your chest.
“Bra off baby,” Jinyoung says, and you moan at the pet name, finally given a nice one from your stern lover instead of ‘whore’ or ‘slut’, which he’s quite fond of when he’s being mean.
If there’s one thing you love about Jinyoung, it’s that he’s a good dom in every sense. Even if he has a scene he wants to do, if you aren’t okay with parts of it, like being called whore, he’ll immediately correct himself. But unlike your soft lover Johnny, who had all but cooed at you, Jinyoung had changed without even putting his respect on the line, he’s still as hard dom as five minutes ago, but adjusted.
You reach your hands behind your back, undoing your clasp and allowing the fabric to fall free.
As soon as your breasts are exposed to the open air, you feel your nipples harden, and Jinyoung’s lips part in appreciation. He sits up immediately, hands coming to cup at your boobs, which bounce as you grind harder on his thigh.
His leg is strong beneath you, and it feels delicious when you drag your core against him, sending pleasure rippling through your body. You close your eyes, groaning around the gag ball that’s still firm in your mouth-
Then a hand grabs your chin roughly, and your eyes snap open. “I told you, to look at me,” Jinyoung growls, pinching your nipple with his free hand and making you whine loudly. Drool drips down your chin and onto your breasts and Jinyoung watches it, then motions with his hand, reminding you of Johnny who’s still behind you with the camera in hand. “Come look at this.”
Your soft dom lover appears next to you, holding the camera close to your skin and narrowing in on exactly what Jinyoung wants him too.
“Messy girl,” Johnny breathes, and you enjoy his words. They’re not praise, but they’re not degradation either, a happy medium.
“She’s had enough of this,” Jinyoung says, reaching behind your head to unclasp your gag ball, “want to hear her pretty moans when she cums like the filthy little cam baby she is.”
Cam baby. There’s that term again. Haechan had used it on you, and you suppose it’s not a shock Jinyoung is reusing a second term from the man who had whisked you away on vacation.
You can’t help the way the your hips grind down harder on Jinyoung, your moans sounding through the room the moment the hard plastic is removed from between your teeth.
You swallow thickly, licking your lips. You start to move towards Jinyoung, intent on kissing him, before you remember your manners. “Master?”
“Hmm?” Jinyoung looks up at you after setting the gag ball down on the bed next to him, amusement in his eyes.
“Kisses?”
“Only because you asked and didn’t simply take. You’re learning your place again, aren't you, baby girl?”
You nod solemnly, licking your lips. “Yes, master.”
Jinyoung scoffs a little at you, and then he’s grabbing the back of your head roughly and dragging you to his lips.
He dominates the kiss, pressing his tongue into your mouth and then biting on your lip, his free hand moving to your hip to force you to grind on him.
You can feel your orgasm rising, and you wrap your arms around the back of Jinyoung’s neck, getting as close as you can to his chest while rutting your core against his thigh.
“Can I cum, master?” you groan, moving your lips to Jinyoung’s neck.
As much as he hates to admit it, the mean dom is just as sensitive when you kiss his throat as anyone, and his fingers dig into your hips, helping you rut harder and faster against him.
“Hold it.”
You let out a whine and it earns you a rough spank on your ass, which just makes things more difficult, the pain molding with the pleasure and just about dragging you over the edge.
“Please, master?” you ask again, pressing sloppier kisses to his neck, your muscles straining from trying to hold back your orgasm. “Please?”
Jinyoung chuckles darkly, and then his hand is wrapping around your throat, tearing you from his neck.
“Fine.” His dark eyes glare into yours. “You can cum for us.”
Your orgasm rips through you, your hips moving on their own accord to ride you through your high.
Jinyoung flexes his thigh beneath you and you let out a mewl, gripping his shoulders tighter. Then he pushes his leg up, adding more pressure to your clit, which is throbbing with pleasure.
“Thank you master!” you belt out, remembering another one of Jinyoung’s rules that you’d almost forgotten: always say thank you.
Jinyoung’s grip on your throat tightens and your eyes roll back into your head, so overcome by the wonderful feeling.
Johnny moves around your body to get a better shot, capturing the way your tits are bouncing and Jinyoung’s hand around your throat. His bottom lip is caught between his teeth, betraying his concentration, and his eyes are fixed on his phone screen even though you’re right there in front of him in the act.
The Chicago man kind of likes the way the cam room works, enjoys seeing the other men’s reactions, their praise, even if you can’t.
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Doie: hey! You’re the reason she’s in this whole mess you asshole
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Jinyoung has laid you out on the bed, and Johnny watches with interest. While many of the other guys have gone nude on camera, Johnny is distinctly aware that Jinyoung has not.
As far as Johnny can tell, Jinyoung is here purely for the domming, for getting you off on camera, as opposed to using you for his own pleasure as some other men have done.
To each their own, Johnny thinks, but he enjoys the way Jinyoung prioritizes you, the same way he does.
“You’re prettiest when you’re choking on cock, kitten,” Jinyoung’s voice makes Johnny raise his eyes from the phone, meeting the gaze of the older, more sadistic dom in the room. “Fuck her face, and don’t be nice about it.”
Johnny chuckles, looking down at you. Jinyoung’s positioned you so you’re sideways on the bed, with your head near Johnny. You gaze up at him with big eyes, and then you’re moving closer to the edge, letting your head rest off the side.
This is the perfect position for throat fucking, and Johnny can just imagine his cock disappearing into your stretched out neck, he bets he’ll be able to see himself in your throat if he goes deep enough-
“Look how fucking wet you are- Johnny, give me the camera,” Jinyoung instructs next, holding out a hand expectantly as he settles between your legs, using the other to loosen his tie.
Johnny passes the phone over and Jinyoung brings it close to your pantie covered core, showing the cam room the wet spot there.
HeyChannie: fuck. Me.
yutAH: you can say that agin
Doie: holy fuck
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Doie has donated $100
KittyTae: she looks delicious
yutAH: you have a thing for eating pussy huh taeyong?
Doie: he fucking loves it
HeyChannie: i guess you would know
HeyChannie: pussy
Doie: if you make me come over to your room-
HeyChannie: my cock is out asshole, come try me
yutAH: come to the 10th floor Doyoung, Jae and I are watching and eating popcorn
Doie: you are nOT
ValentineJae97: fuck yeah we are
Jinyoung frowns a little at the amount of NCT boys in the cam room, but then ‘TeamWang has donated $100’ pops up and he feels a little better that a few of his friends are watching. As much as it’s nice to prove a point to the NCT guys, Jinyoung likes proving to his own group that he’s your master.
Jaebeom can whip out the toys and cat ears, and Mark can let you ride him while he plays video games, but Jinyoung’s your number one, and he’s going to fight tooth and claw to hold his position as your go to fuck buddy- well, besides Johnny, he guesses, but again, Jinyoung’s not trying to fight Johnny for the spot as main dom.
Something tells him he’d lose, and Jinyoung’s not the type to set himself up for failure.
While holding your phone with one hand, Jinyoung grabs at your panties, tearing them down your legs and shoving them into his back pocket.
He must have at least ten pairs of your panties by now, but to be fair, he’s bought you twenty plus- so as far as he’s concerned, these are his now, even if he knows someone else probably gifted them to you.
Jinyoung hears a gurgling sound and looks up to see that Johnny hasn’t bothered to wait for him to start, his cock out and sliding into your mouth.
The view is beautiful; your naked body laid out on the bed, Johnny using your mouth while your legs are spread for Jinyoung to do whatever he wants with you- and he intends to.
The sadistic dom doesn’t even bother to wet his fingers, your core is dripping as it is, he simply slides two digits into you, curling up and searching for your gspot with zero hesitation.
There’s a sound that escapes your mouth and makes Jinyoung look up with a grin, focusing the camera on his fingers, which come out of you glistening in wetness.
“You like that, kitten?” he asks smoothly. “Choking on Johnny while I open you up with my fingers?”
Another whining sound, and Johnny pull his cock from your lips, allowing a; “yes, master, I fucking love it-” to escape you.
“What did I tell you about swearing?” Jinyoung lands a harsh smack to your inner thigh and you whimper before Johnny plunges himself back into your mouth, effectively shutting you up.
Jinyoung smiles again, enjoying the way this is turning out.
Without the camera on him, and with you very preoccupied, he doesn’t have to worry about his expressions and putting on a show. He can just be himself, savagely fingering you with digits that have made you cum countless times before.
But Jinyoung’s not content with simply making you cum, not when two other idols have made you squirt on cam. He can hear your pussy squelch with each thrust of his fingers, curling up to your gspot and massaging it, and by the way your hips are moving off the bed, he knows he’ll be making you cum quickly- but he needs both his hands.
“Johnny,” Jinyoung holds out the phone and the other man plucks it out of his grasp, no other direction needed.
At first, Johnny immediately brings the camera down to show off the way his cock is sliding deep into your throat. He’d been right about the way your throat takes him, and he can see the slight bulge every time he pushes into you.
The way you’re laying on the bed makes it impossible for you to move, leaving the pace up to Johnny, and he’s revelling in it.
yutAH: Holy shit
HeyChannie: is that-
yutAH: his cock
yutAH: in her throat
yutAH: yeah
yutAH: um. Wow.
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Doie: we should all thank Johnny for not having his dick on cam yet because the rest of us are going to look like shrimps in comparison
HeyChannie: speak for yourself
Doie: you’re like 5 foot 6 you fucking gremlin
HeyChannie: i will literally come fight you
ValentineJae97: are we sure there’s no way to kick them out of the cam room?
Johnny groans, wanting to laugh at the antics of his friends in the cam room, but also overcome by the way your cheeks are hollowing, suctioning around his shaft. You’ve always been so good at head, and this position- well, Johnny might just have found his new favourite thing.
His eyes shift down to your core, where Jinyoung has brought his thumb to your clit, and Johnny moves the camera up, capturing the scene just as you begin to gush onto the older man’s hand.
Johnny’s made you squirt a number of times himself, but watching it happen- it’s like porn, but with you- and he can’t imagine a prettier sight.
“Fuck,” Johnny groans, pulling out of your mouth and wrapping a fist around his cock, allowing your moans and whimpers to be released to the room for the cam to pick up better.
He looks down at you and you lift your head, make up completely ruined, drool and tears staining your cheeks-
“Colour?”
“Green- fuck, daddy-” you collapse back down, head lolling off the side of the bed, eyes shut, legs attempting to close around Jinyoung, but his large body keeps you spread.
Johnny watches Jinyoung’s fingers disappear into your core at a brutal pace, his thumb rubbing your sloppy cunt and using your squirt as a lubricant-
“Messy girl,” Johnny groans, unable to take his eyes off of your core.
“Fuck her face, she squirts harder when you do.”
Jinyoung’s command is an easy one to follow, and you even open your mouth, an obedient little sub for them now.
Johnny slides his cock past your lips, slipping a little too far and making you choke, throat constricting around him- he also sees the way your legs shake, pussy letting out another little spray of wetness that has him groaning and teetering on the edge way before he planned to.
Johnny knows there’s no way in hell Jinyoung is getting naked on cam, but he’ll be fucked if he doesn’t get to try out your sloppy pussy, get to feel your wet, warm walls wrapped around him-
Your hands push at Johnny’s thighs and he pulls out of your mouth, angling the camera down on your face. “Too much-” you whimper, attempting to sit up and push at Jinyoung next.
“Then say yellow,” Jinyoung prompts.
You shake your head, letting it fall down again, and Johnny knows your mouth is out of commission.
“Jinyoung, I’m taking over,” Johnny says, his voice a lot lower than he intended it to be.
Dark eyes meet his own, and for a moment, there’s a challenge of power, then Jinyoung is relenting, pulling his fingers out of you.
Johnny comes around the bed and passes the phone to the other man, who licks his fingers clean before taking it. “Fuck her stupid,” he says quietly enough that only Johnny will hear him as he moves past.
Johnny chuckles. There’s no need for an order like that, he fully intends to fuck you silly.
The man from Chicago grabs your legs first, easily spinning you so you’re laying properly on the bed now- then he remembers you’re all on cam, and as much as he enjoys missionary and seeing your face- others probably want to as well.
He can fuck you in doggy now, and other more romantic positions later- and Jinyoung had told him to be mean, and the meanest position Johnny knows is doggy, because it lets him hit it deep.
With his long cock, he already practically splits you open, and you always make noises like a fucking animal when Johnny’s hitting you from the back.
When the tall man grabs your legs and once again manhandles you, spinning you so your head is now at the foot of the bed, you’re not really sure what he’s doing, and you watch him with big eyes but remain quiet, too fucked from your orgasms to even speak.
Johnny flips you onto your belly, getting behind you, and before you can even raise your hips for him, two large hands are taking hold of you, slipping under you and getting a firm grip of your waist so he can easily lift you until you’re ass up.
Then a hand is pressing on your face, pushing you into the bed.
“Face down,” Jinyoung says, and you let out a whimper, enjoying the way they both are man handling you and showing off their power.
Johnny doesn’t even give you prep, he simply slides into you.
Your pussy is still drenched from Jinyoung making you squirt, which means Johnny is able to fully sheath himself in your core with one thrust.
“Fuck!” Johnny groans, gripping your waist tightly, hips flush against your ass. He stays still for a moment, and the walls of your pussy flutter around him, trying to get used to his size.
Jinyoung’s hand moves a little so he can slip two fingers into your mouth. “Suck on these while he makes you cum, and be a good toy for Johnny.”
You whimper, beginning to suck diligently on Jinyoung's digits while Johnny’s hips start to find a pace.
The tall man’s fingers dig into your skin, and you hope there will be bruises later from it, in fact, you hope that tomorrow you won’t even be able to walk.
Maybe Jinyoung and Johnny will both stick around with you tonight and in the morning you can all have some fun in the jacuzzi in the bathroom - Johnny and you have enjoyed it together when he’s taken you to this hotel before and there’s enough room for three - but your thoughts quickly dissipate as Johnny’s thrusts get even harder.
Whimpers escape your lips even as you suck on Jinyoung’s fingers, and Johnny’s cock is hitting deep spots inside of you that have your toes curling.
“How many more times should we make her cum?” Jinyoung asks, slipping his fingers from your mouth.
A hand immediately grabs at your hair, and Johnny hauls you up so you’re on your knees in front of him, back to his chest as he angles his hips up into you, his lips teasing the shell of your ear. “I don’t know, our little cock slut generally takes anything we decide to give her.”
When Johnny calls you cock slut, there’s a fondness in his tone, even under the harshness of the words, and you can’t help but moan, reaching behind you to grab at his hair and pull his lips to your neck. He allows you to do this, and his tongue tastes your skin, making you shiver as he moves down to your shoulder, where his teeth tease your flesh.
Jinyoung hums, and then he’s moving towards the table that hosts all the toys.
“Excited for more, gorgeous?” Johnny chuckles against your skin. “You're squeezing me so good just watching him pick out a toy, huh?”
You groan, tossing your head back against Johnny’s shoulder and closing your eyes. You trust Jinyoung will choose something fun- well, fun for them anyways, but no matter how grueling scenes with Jinyoung are, you always come out of it pleased.
Two fingers are shoved into your mouth and your eyes open, head lifting up so you can take in your surroundings again. Johnny’s the one with his digits between your lips, and a moment later he removes them, bringing them between your legs to your clit.
Jinyoung, meanwhile, approaches the bed again, holding a sleek, wireless, black wand vibrator in his hand.
“This is for you, kitten,” he holds it out, “and if you take this off your clit, you’ll receive a punishment.”
“Yes, sir,” you whimper, taking the vibrator from him and turning it on.
“Highest setting,” Jinyoung tells you, voice low.
You nod again, biting your bottom lip as you turn the vibrator higher, the black rubber head moving incredibly fast now.
Johnny’s fingers are on your clit, and your saliva has made it more than easy for him to gently rub you, getting your body ready for the new toy, which you bring down to your core.
Johnny moves his hand, grabbing your waist instead and angling his hips a little differently. He’s going slower now, but his thrusts are rough, each one sending the sound of skin on skin through the otherwise quiet room.
When you press the vibrator to your clit, you can’t help but let out a moan, pushing back against Johnny’s strong chest. He holds you steady, kissing your neck and sucking on the skin there, which sends more pleasure coursing through you.
“Can I cum master?” you ask, giving your best begging face to Jinyoung, whose eyes assess your entire body, settling on the space between your legs.
“Only when Johnny does,” Jinyoung’s command is final, not something to argue with, and your pussy flutters around Johnny’s thick cock at the idea of holding out.
“You’ll cum for me, right, daddy?” You ask, resting your head back against Johnny’s shoulder and pressing kisses to the underside of his jaw. “Please?”
“Fuck,” Johnny groans, fingers digging into your waist, “only because you asked so nicely.”
It’s a lie, of course.
Johnny’s been on the edge for a while, pulling out all the stops to hold himself back from cumming inside of you, but your words make it nearly impossible to continue this charade. Your pussy is his kryptonite, and Johnny is one good dirty talk away from exploding inside of you.
“Cum, cum, cum-” you chant, and Johnny can’t help himself, his lips finding your neck, suckling on your sweet spot. His tongue tastes your skin and he cums hard, rutting into you and groaning lowly, which sets off your own release, muscles snapping with your release after trying to hold your orgasm off for too long.
Your hand reaches back, grabbing at Johnny’s pretty hair and tugging, sending pain coursing through his body, which only makes things better for him.
He thrusts into you roughly, riding you both through intense highs that make you both breathless, gasping in the quiet of the room and clutching at each other desperately.
“Oh my god- Johnny!” you scream, still not removing the vibrator from your clit, and Johnny’s rough thrusts set off a second orgasm inside of you.
You’re not sure when one begins and one ends, only that your body is completely overcome by pleasure, your legs shaking as they hold you up, and Johnny’s grip on your waist keeps you exactly where he wants you.
Your lover from Chicago finally comes to a rest, his hands pulling you back against his chest, his lips continuing to suck love bites on your neck, and the two of you simply breathe in unison, coming down from your highs together.
A hand comes to push at the vibrator on your clit, moving it away, and your eyes open to see Jinyoung, who’s watching you carefully.
“Enough of that,” he tells you, “this is punishment enough for today, but tomorrow you’ll have me to deal with.”
“Bring it on, master,” you smile, feeling hazy as Johnny wraps his arms around you, pressing his warm body to yours as he scatters kisses across your throat.
Jinyoung doesn’t look too impressed with your answer, but he doesn’t challenge you on it, simply watching as Johnny falls to his side, pulling you with him to collapse sideways onto the bed, a giggle leaving your lips.
“Say goodbye to your fans, baby,” Johnny whispers in your ear, his teeth nipping your lobe and making you laugh more, enjoying his warmth and the way he fits perfectly behind you.
“Goodnight everyone,” you grin up at the camera, watching as Jinyoung touches the phone screen and then pockets it.
“Did you two have fun?” he asks.
“Yeth,” you say, unable to help yourself as the baby talk comes out, your words semi slurred due to your intense orgasms.
Jinyoung reaches out and pinches your chin. “Come shower, kitten.”
By shower, you know he means fuck, and you don’t mind the idea of Jinyoung washing you off and giving you some good aftercare while burying his cock in your pussy- in fact, the idea sounds marvellous.
“You won’t go anywhere, right?” you ask, reaching behind yourself for Johnny, who lets out a chuckle.
“Baby, I paid for the room, I’m staying till check out tomorrow at twelve. You’re stuck with me until then.”
You smile, enjoying the way Johnny always sticks around for you- and then you allow Jinyoung to grab your hand and pull you from the bed, leading you towards the bathroom.
You’re not sure what you ever did to be blessed enough to have found not one, not two, but multiple men who are willing to dote on you in this way.
When Jinyoung pulls you into the shower, cradling you close and inspecting the dark marks Johnny had left on your skin, you know you’re where you belong. Not in Jinyoung’s arms, per se, but in this moment, enwrapped in a fleeting glimpse of a love that just might be attainable.
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Hurricane Things
(Johnny Suh Smut)
Next section will be following this story, but with a new member.
CW// Gender Neutral Reader x Johnny, Car Sex, Grinding
I was told to not worry about giving content, but that’s not how I roll, so I’m starting a little thing to fit with what’s going on for me
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It’s dark to say the least. The car light lit up the inside, but helped to block the outside. There was a light wind shaking every few minutes, but it was nothing to you.
Not when you spent your time in your boyfriend’s arms, listening to the news as your phones charged. The backseat was as cozy as it could be in the moment, and as long as you stayed in Johnny’s arms you could ignore the fact that you weren’t in your home due to lack of electricity.
He starts to kiss your lips and smile as you responded immediately. Leaning up into him you put more pressure and felt as everything started to build. It’s when Johnny pulls you into his lap that you pull away for air, moving your hand to brush away a stray hair that fell into his face. He directed his kisses down your neck, drawing small noises from your mouth and marking anywhere his lips touch.
You tilt his hair back and look down to talk to him, “Baby, do you want to go indoors?” Johnny moves to press his face into your chest before he gives a muffled response.
“As much as candlelit sex sounds romantic, I really don’t want to walk up 5 flights of stairs with a boner,” you let out a chuckle before pretending to give a contemplative hum, “There’s not much we can do back here.”
“Yeah, but we have A/C here.”
Well, he got your vote, so you tilt his head back up press another kiss against his lips before grinding down a little, feeling his body react with a groan. His hips jolt up and you feel that same shock of pleasure that has you biting your lip and moving to grip his shoulders.
Even as the A/C blasts, the moment became hot and you’re quick to tug at the hem of Johnny’s shirt and run your hands along his stomach. He helps to take his shirt off as well as your own before pulling you close again.
He bites at your lip and slips his tongue into your mouth. Your hips start to roll against each other more and your noises grow louder, even when muffled against each other.
Johnny moves a hand to your waist, his calloused fingers digging into your skin to bruise. The other hand roams down to ass and helps guide your movements to speed up. His own hips move as well, and you find yourself feeling desperate and panting.
“Baby, I’m so close,” Johnny groans, his head dropping against the head rest.
You press kisses onto his neck and whisper for him to cum for you, so you can ride his face after. And that’s what does it for him. His hips stutter and you help him ride out his high making sure to milk it out to the point he lets out little whines for you.
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Can I get a NCT Johnny Drabble where the reader is usually tough and dominant in everyday life but is super subby with Johnny in bed? And sort of how he’d react to that?
johnny/reader | smut | 18+ | drabble
wordcount: 172
warnings: hair pulling, dirty talk, unprotected sex.
ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ | ɴᴄᴛ ᴍ.ʟɪsᴛ
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Johnny runs a hand along your back until he reaches your hair, where he tugs to pull you flush against his chest, as he then leaves kisses down your neck. You whine pathetically gripping his forearm tightly as you feel his cock hit a spot inside you that has your mind reeling. “Look at you, so needy for my cock, who would of thought you’d be such a sub” Johnny whispers teasingly in your ear. You slightly pout and you let out a string of pleases, for what? That you didn’t know. He laughs lowly releasing his grip on your hair to run the same hand down your stomach until he reaches your soaked cunt. Feeling his cock exit and enter your tight hole. “I thought you’d be a Dom, but honestly I love how I’m the only one your like this for” Johnny admits as he runs his fingers up to your clit, rubbing slow circles to bring you to the edge but not over making you whine in frustration. “Beg”
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wasted
“Johnny!”
You let out a squeal as Johnny’s fingers dug into your sides. He loved toying with you when you were wasted, and when you were wasted you were silly and especially affectionate. This was one of those nights.
“What is it, baby?” he taunted, smile never leaving his mouth as your giggles only increased in volume and tenacity and his hands only went crazier. “You ticklish?”
“Ye-es!” you howled. He worked you into a tizzy with every touch. “You’re so cute when you’re drunk,” he cooed, stilling his fingers so as to press his forehead against yours without the added resistance of your thrashing. “Yeah? Am I your cute little baby?” You singsonged.
“All mine.”
You loved it when he claimed ownership. “Yeah, I’m your baby,” you sang, head swimming. It was hard to focus on anything, but for him, it was easy.
“When I’m not drunk you should totally rail me over a counter or something, babe.” He raised his eyebrows. “Yeah? You’d like being fucked stupid in the middle of baking cupcakes or some shit like that?”
You only giggled, biting down on your thumb. “For sure. If it’s you, you can fuck me anytime, anywhere.” He growled mischievously, taking hold of your wrists in a clear show of dominance. “Might just take you up on that offer, honey.”
“C’mon,” you encouraged. “Fuck me right now.” The icing on top of this request, you hoped, was a bite to your bottom lip and a dark look focused intently on him.
He let out a low rumble. His eyes screwed up as he smiled brightly, clearly ruminating over the idea in his head. “I can’t do that, angel. You’re too drunk. I’ll be happy to once you’ve slept it off.”
“Aw, come on~” you whined. “Please, daddy? I don’t mind. I wanna be stuffed full of your cock,” you whispered the last part, craning your neck up to be close to his ear. The proximity and vulgarity of your request perhaps shaking something within him, you felt the grip of one of his hands on your wrist loosen, and it snaked down until it was clamped around your neck.
“Daddy says no, right now. He promises to fuck your brains out once you aren’t drunk.” He punctuated his final decision with gentle smack to your cheek. “Is that clear, honey?”
Accepting this not-so-bad defeat, you grinned stupidly up at him. “Uh-huh, sir.”
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Ignition | Johnny Seo
❧ summary: “In that moment, you stopped thinking, sliding into the front seat of a stranger’s car. “Drive!” you yelled, slamming the door behind you and fumbling with the seatbelt as his foot found the gas pedal.” | Street Racer!AU | Johnny Seo x Reader
❧ word count: 2.7k
❧ rating/warnings: m (language, smut)
❧ playlist: ▶▶▶
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In the three weeks since you’d met Johnny, you’d spent almost every free moment talking to him. The first time he’d called you, you were so surprised you almost didn’t answer, but you quickly picked up before the call could go to voicemail. You’d talked well into the wee hours, something you paid for the next day at your 9 A.M. lecture, but the lack of sleep had been well worth it.
Amber had watched you as you got ready the next morning in a daze, eyebrows raised slightly as you downed your third cup of coffee before heading to the door. You even grabbed another coffee at the campus cafe before heading into your class, but even all the caffeine in your system hadn’t been enough to pull you back from the less than two hours of sleep you’d gotten. Thank god your friend Irene was in the class and had let you borrow her notes so you didn’t miss anything important while you’d been dozing in the back.
Ever since then, phone calls with Johnny had become an almost integral part of your nights, even if the two of you just sat in relative silence while you studied and Johnny did his own thing, occasionally stopping to chat about whatever came to mind.
And although you hadn’t seen him since the night you met, you knew you were starting to catch feelings for him. Johnny was the perfect recipe for a crush; funny and sweet, but enough of a bad boy to keep things interesting, and not to mention gorgeous. Talking to him all the time wasn’t helping either; whenever it was getting late at night and his voice would drop an octave, growing slightly rough as he got sleepy, well, you just found yourself falling for him even more.
That night, you lay sprawled across your comforter, headphones in your ears as you chatted with Johnny about your days. You hadn’t done much, just went to class then worked your shift at the campus coffee shop, and Johnny was telling you about the work he’d done on his car. Honestly, you didn’t understand most of what he was saying, something about a carburetor he’d replaced, but you honestly just liked listening to him talk, especially about things he was passionate about.
As you’d gotten to know him, you’d found out that Johnny’s “day job” was working as a mechanic. His knowledge of cars hadn’t stemmed from racing, rather the other way around. Johnny told you that he’d spent his childhood in a garage surrounded by American muscle cars, spending most of his youth learning all of their inner workings, and as he got older, he branched out to other cars. Finally, when he was old enough to drive, he was taken under the wing of one of the drivers that came to the garage regularly for repairs. That was when he’d found his love for racing as well.
Johnny had also told you that he learned to drive on a drift track, that it had taken years of practice before his mentor even considered allowing him into the races. He’d entered his first race at 19, and now, almost five years later, he hadn’t looked back once.
You’d somewhat zoned out, focused on the cadence of Johnny’s voice, and it took you a moment to realize that he’d trailed off and was waiting for you to respond. “Wait, could you say that again?” you asked and Johnny just laughed.
“I asked if you wanted to come downtown tonight, I’ll swing by and pick you up around 9 if you do,” he said, sounding vaguely amused. Johnny knew full well you had no clue what he was talking about when he started talking about engines and fuel injectors, but you’d told him from the start that you just enjoyed hearing him talk about his passions.
He’d asked the last two Fridays since you’d met as well, but somehow you’d resisted giving in to the temptation to be there when he raced. But you’d made up your mind a few days prior, telling yourself that if Johnny asked you to come this week, you’d finally say yes.
You held your breath for a second before you finally let the words roll off your tongue. “Okay. See you at 9?” you replied, already able to feel your heart starting to hammer in your chest.
Johnny’s excitement was audible when he next spoke. “See you then, princess.”
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The remaining hours until 9 passed in a blur. Amber had nearly passed out in shock when you told her you were coming to the races tonight before she was tackling you in a hug, hollering with excitement. You’d laughed along with your roommate, a bundle of excitement and nerves, before heading into your room to get ready.
Amber had left earlier, around 8, offering to let you ride over with her and Hani, but you declined, telling her that Johnny was picking you up. And sure enough, just as 9 o’clock rolled around, you heard the telltale growl of an engine that signaled his arrival.
You grabbed your jacket off the end of your bed and hurried to the door, your heart nearly ready to beat out of your chest. And when you threw the door open, you were met with the sight of Johnny standing on your front step, hand raised like he was about to knock.
He let his hand drop from the air to your waist, pulling you towards him and against his chest to hug you. “Hey, you ready?” Johnny asked as his arms wrapped around you, squeezing you tight for a long moment before letting go and taking a step back so you could close and lock the door.
“Ready,” you murmured in reply, surprised when Johnny’s hand found yours and he tangled your fingers together before taking off down to the street where his black coupe was waiting at the curb. He opened the door for you, waiting until you were settled in the front before closing the door and jogging around the front, sliding into the driver’s seat beside you and starting the engine, offering you a rakish grin before his foot found the gas pedal.
It was strange how the last time you had been in Johnny’s car, the roar of the engine had been anxiety-inducing. Now, you found it almost comforting as he wove smoothly through traffic towards downtown, occasionally turning to look at you and shoot you a smile.
As you drew closer to the central part of the city, Johnny slowed the car down and rolled down the windows. You were almost surprised that you could hear the rumble of other car engines over the sound of Johnny’s that already surrounded you, and the more he slowed down, the better you could hear.
It sounded like rolling thunder, growing louder and louder with each turn Johnny made until he turned into the parking lot of an abandoned warehouse where hundreds of people had already gathered. The crowd parted like the red sea for him, cheering and hollering when they realized who was behind the wheel.
Johnny finally stopped the car next to a familiar car, Hani’s Challenger, waving at her and Amber. You could see the shock written clearly on Hani’s face when she recognized you in the passenger seat, but she quickly shook it off and replaced her surprised expression with a brilliant smile, jogging over to hug you once you’d gotten out of Johnny’s car.
“You finally came!” she hollered, looping her arms around your neck and practically crushing you into a hug.
You couldn’t help but laugh when she finally let go of you, agreeing as Johnny came around the back of his car with Amber walking beside him, reaching out to wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you gently against his side.
“I couldn’t believe _____ said yes tonight when I asked her, I was starting to think she didn’t like me,” he joked to Hani, casting you a half-smile when she laughed.
Hani nudged Amber, still laughing. “No one’s more surprised than us, Amber’s been trying to wear her down for almost four years!”
Amber had just opened her mouth to add on when someone interrupted, yelling Johnny’s name as he skidded to a halt beside your small group.
“_____, this is Yuta,” Johnny introduced the guy to you, but he barely acknowledged you aside from a quick nod in your direction.
“Are you racing tonight, man? It’s a three grand buy-in, winner takes the pot,” Yuta directed the question to Johnny, but you noticed that he also shot a glance in Hani’s direction as he spoke.
Johnny just nodded at Yuta before turning to you. “Stay here? I’ll be right back,” he told you, squeezing your arm lightly.
It was your turn to nod and you watched as Johnny followed the other man into the crowd before turning back to your friends.
“This is insane,” you uttered the words that had been on your mind since you left your house.
Amber and Hani just laughed. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” was all your roommate replied before they were pulling you over to Hani’s car where a small group had gathered to admire it.
In the next ten minutes, you realized that you truly knew absolutely nothing about cars. Hani and Amber were talking to a few people about the Challenger and as far as you were concerned, they may as well have been speaking a completely foreign language. You tried to follow the conversation as much as possible––something about an intake manifold?––but you were more lost than you cared to admit.
You nearly jumped out of your skin when someone’s arms wrapped around your waist from behind, but relaxed when you heard Johnny’s familiar voice in your ear. “Come with me for a minute?” he murmured, just loud enough for you to hear over the crowds of people surrounding you.
When you nodded, leaning over to tell Amber you’d be back in a few, Johnny laced his fingers through yours, tugging you through the crowd and to a quieter spot, a bit away from everyone else. “Are you enjoying yourself so far?” he asked, the hand not tangled in yours reaching out to push a few stray strands of hair back from your face.
You nodded. “I’m really not sure what everyone’s talking about, but I’m having a good time,” you told him, watching as a bright smile bloomed across his lips.
“I’m glad,” was all he replied, gazing at you for a moment longer before turning to glance over the crowded parking lot. It was quiet between you for a few moments and despite the surrounding din of voices and engines, it felt like you were the only two there.
Johnny was the one to break the silence. “I think I’m gonna need a good luck charm tonight,” he murmured, his gaze turning back to you before he continued. “Wait for me at the finish line?”
You hesitated for a moment before responding. “You’ve never needed a good luck charm before,” was all you said, and Johnny grinned.
“Can’t hurt, right?”
That was how you found yourself waiting at the front of the finish line crowd between Amber and Hani. As the roar of engines grew closer, you could feel your chest constrict, praying that Johnny’s sleek, black coupe would be the first car you’d see come around the final corner and into the home stretch.
You could see the lights growing closer, the thunderous sound of several very fast cars growing almost deafening if not for your pulse thundering in your ears. And when Johnny’s car was the first one to slide around the corner, accelerating towards the finish and towards you with room to spare between him and the next racer, you couldn’t hold back the whoop of excitement that escaped your lips.
Amber just laughed when she heard you, her and Hani adding their own voices to the cacophony of cheers as Johnny crossed the finish line first, the acrid smell of burning rubber filling your senses as he came to a sudden stop at the edge of the crowd, which started to surge towards him. Hani pushed you in his direction, practically shoving you the whole way to his car as you watched him step out of the driver’s seat to cheers.
But he didn’t look at any of the people surrounding him, his gaze scanning over the crowd until he found you. Johnny broke away from the crowd, meeting you halfway to his car.
“Hi,” was all you managed to get out before his hands were cupping your cheeks and he was tilting your face upwards, his lips crashing down on yours.
You heard the ripple of shock pass over the crowd that still surrounded you both, and Amber’s words from a few days prior swam into your mind through the haze of shock and downright giddiness as Johnny kissed you.
“Be careful with him, _____. I don’t want to see you get your heart broken,” she’d warned you when she caught you smiling at your phone for about the fifteenth time since the two of you had settled in to watch a movie.
You had been confused then, asking her to elaborate, and Amber had just sighed. “All Johnny Seo cares about is the race. He’s the best one on the streets and girls throw themselves at him constantly, but I’ve never seen him do more than barely acknowledge any of them. I just don’t want you to get your hopes up and fall for him, because the only thing he’s ever loved is his car.”
Johnny was the one to break the kiss. “Hi,” he breathed back, his large hands still cradling your face.
“Guess you didn’t need a good luck charm after all,” you joked, still slightly out of breath from him kissing you.
He grinned, letting his hands drop from your cheeks and looping one arm around your waist as he guided you into the still cheering crowd towards his car. “Let’s get out of here before the cops show up,” he murmured to you before his attention was drawn back to the guy you’d met earlier, Yuta, who was leaned against the passenger side of Johnny’s car holding a thick manila envelope, which he handed to Johnny.
“Didn’t realize you had a girl now. Here are your winnings,” was all Yuta said, offering you both a brilliant smile before he was melting into the crowd.
Johnny shook his head, a slight smile curving his lips upwards as he opened your door for you, closing it once you were in the car and walking around the front of the car. As you watched, people slapped him on the back, still hollering congratulations in his direction, then Johnny was sliding into the driver seat beside you, the roar of the engine filling the car when he turned the key and the crowd parting to let him through.
“So is that what I am now? Your girl?” you asked, referring back to Yuta’s parting words as you turned slightly towards Johnny.
He grinned, keeping his eyes on the road. “If you want to be,” was all he said, his hand drifting off the gear shift and onto your thigh.
Johnny slowed down as he approached a stoplight, turning to look at you with his fingers still skimming your thigh. You twisted in your seat, leaning across the center console and connecting your lips, feeling when Johnny’s hand left the wheel and tangled into your hair, deepening the kiss for a heartbeat before breaking it when the light turned green.
“Come home with me tonight?” he asked, keeping one hand on your thigh and one hand on the wheel.
You almost surprised yourself when you said yes, your heart thrumming in your chest as Johnny guided his car down the empty city streets.
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