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Kinktober Day 18 - begging x Johnny (f!reader)
[23:04]
You sat cross legged on the edge of the bed, looking down to Johnny, sat on his knees in front of you, the boy wearing nothing but his boxers, head hung and ears completely red.
You chuckled softly.
“You’re too cute,” You muttered, leaning forward and placing a finger under Johnny’s chin, making him look you in the eye “Guess you don’t get so cocky when you’re forced to beg, huh?”
He whined softly, letting his eyes flutter shut
“What are you waiting for?” You raised a brow, squishing his cheek softly “Beg.”
“Please…” He started “Please touch me, mommy. Fuck- I’ve been waiting so goddamn long- please just fuck me,”
You cocked your head, looking to him expectantly. Johnny huffed, immediately going into a pout as he realised you were asking him for more.
“Please mommy,” He continued, and though he looked more annoyed than anything else, his desperation shone through in his voice “It hurts so fucking much- want mommy to do something- anything to me- I’m so fucking horny for you-”
“Strip. Get on the bed.” You instructed, standing up
your boyfriend immediately obeyed, taking off his boxers and sitting against the frame of the bed, spreading his legs slightly- leaving a large enough space for you to sit there, which you did.
You smiled softly as you brought your hand to his cock, tracing just a single finger along the vein on the underside of him. Johnny whimpered, bucking upwards, being met with air.
“P-please- more-” He breathed out
“Let’s see how much teasing it takes for you to not even be able to talk,” Your smile widened, turning into more of a devilish one, and Johnny moaned throatily- you couldn’t tell if it was a complaint or a display of his arousal, but you did see his cock twitch as soon as the words left your mouth
Kinktober Day 11 - exhibitionism x Johnny (gn!reader)
[14:53]
Johnny whimpered as you dug your knee between his legs, his face scrunching and body tensing as he tried to keep his mouth shut. The rest of NCT 127 were just around the corner; as far as they knew, you’d taken Johnny to bed when he complained about being tired, and as loud as they were, Johnny was still undeniably worried about one of his members walking just a few metres forward, turning the corner, and seeing him in such a state.
Your boyfriend’s hair was almost sticking to his forehead, a very thin layer of sweat covering his completely flushed face, a very prominent bulge in his pants, and deep red marks that would surely turn to purple later littered all over his neck.
“So dirty, baby boy,” You whispered into his ear “Getting so turned on by me fucking you like this.
Johnny whimpered again, creaking open his eyes.
“Y/N…” He stammered “Please-”
“Please what?” You cocked your head
“God, this is so embarrassing,” He whispered, almost chuckling, but you could tell it was just to let off steam
“Come on Johnny,” You smiled “What do you want me to do?”
“Make me cum in my pants,” He said, smirking towards you for a while, before you chuckled lowly and began rhythmically rubbing your knee against him
“Whore,” You smirked in return as Johnny’s lips pursed again, trying to silence himself, and he whimpered, nodding slightly as you continued, your hands squeezing his hips tightly
literally this is from like last year and i was like “can someone proofread this for me once i’m done” but honestly i’m so lazy here it is.
tw: murder/violence ments, police/vigilante au, gunplay
contains: cop!johnny, vigilante!y/n, you suck off johnny’s gun and he turns into a himbo who thinks with his dick, the justice system is corrupt and you take advantage of it, corruption kink (sort of) with johnny, service top!johnny, you’ve been warned, brief descriptions of cunnilingus, alluded to sex, no actualpenetrative sex though. lots of build up?
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[20:46]johnny,before this case, thought he was a good cop. as good as you could be, he guesses.
he was unbiased to the best of his ability, always thorough with interviews and investigations, picked up evidence from crime scenes flawlessly, and did his best to help victims when the justice system wouldn’t.
but when he was tasked to help track you down—a vigilante who would murder those who deserved a guilty charge but didn’t get one due to jury tampering or bribery in a city full of corruption—he began doubting his capabilities and motives.
you’d find your victims by hacking their phones for their locations, as well as figuring out their routines. you get them to trust you, and you leave them for dead after making them confess their crimes.
when you find out that you’re being investigated by the police, you were curious as to who exactly you were going up against.
john suh, you read, is the lead detective on your case. not much older than you, you notice, and his picture was beautiful,as if he was crafted by the gods. you decide to have a little fun with him, then, as you continue to rid the city one by one of the criminals that weren’t put away.
as johnny continues to find out more about you, he’s just as drawn to figuring out who you are. his moral compass becomes obscured by how firm you are in your convictions. every time you see him, he fails to catch you in time. you’re always one step ahead, and you’re always leaving him messages, each swaying his mind more than the next.
i know you wanted him dead too, johnny. was the first message.
your victims rest much easier knowing they can’t be harmed, was the second.
i win. you lose. was the third.
don’t you want to join me, sweetheart? was the fourth.
if it weren’t his job to catch you, he really would have joined you.
all of your messages were left on a piece of paper, and he always sees the smirk on your face when you leave it before you hide away in the shadows. no one is ever able to find you.
he and the rest of the officers with him return homes frustrated, but johnny always ends those nights thinking of that smile as he wraps his hand around his cock, thinking about you smirking at him, perhaps degrading him, for his failures to find you. it confuses him, but pushes him to work harder to find you so he can get back to work without the thought of you clouding his mind.
but when you get too entranced with the tingly feeling you get when johnny intently gazes at your back as you leave the fifth message (i’ll always win) on the desk behind you, you realize that he’s coming to get you.
“don’t make me do this the hard way.”
you don’t bother to turn around immediately. you sneer and put your hands up.
“is it just you, officer?” you ask.
“just me and you.”
then, you start to turn and walk towards him, never looking. and once you look up, you see the barrel of the gun in your face.
“you’re much more handsome in person than in the picture on your file, officer.” you start. “i mean, you were hot enough in your file, but in person? i’d fuck your brains out if we met in another context.”
johnny pretends that he’s not getting hard at just that statement and keeps the gun pointed towards you as he starts to handcuff you, but, like always, you have a trick up your sleeve. he likes feeling wanted.
and, impulsively, you put the barrel of the gun in your mouth and suck. you keep eye contact with him as you blow his gun and he’s never wished to be a weapon any more.
he forgets what he’s there to do, and what you’ve done.
his eyes are transfixed on your mouth. he sees you practically deepthroat it. you use your right hand, the uncuffed one, to tilt his chin to meet your eyes.
“wish that were you, right?” you ask, your voice raspy from the texture of the metal in your mouth.
he nods.
“want me to suck you off? or do you want to fuck my face more, huh?” you wipe the saliva off of your chin.
johnny doesn’t know. he never knows the right answer when it comes to you.
“it’s okay, love, i’m not gonna hurt you,” you caress his cheek. “you’re either gonna work with me, baby, or let me go, alright?” you say, your voice tinged with sweetness. “your choice.”
he’s faced with a challenge, of course, to come with you and leave everything behind, or to continue to be complicit in a system that ultimately may never be fixed.
“i asked you a question, handsome.” you tsk. “don’t you want to be good and answer me?”
he swallows, and makes a decision.
he grabs your arm and turns you towards him, and with all of the strength it took to pull you to him, it brought both of you so close that it was only mere centimeters that kept you apart.
you’re quick to press what was supposed to be a quick kiss to his lips, but once he feels your lips against his, he pulls you closer (he does, after all, have both of his hands at his disposal) and you’re suddenly flush against him. you feel him immediately start to grind against you, his erection creating a wonderful sense of friction that ignites the arousal in your belly.
that’s when he changes his decision, and decides to join you.
you smirk against his lips and feel his hands leave your back as he fumbles for his keys, as he uncuffs you. he doesn’t let you leave him, though, as he picks you up and sits you down on the desk.
“need to feel your hands on me,” he murmurs into the crook of your neck.
“knew you would be good for me, sweetheart,” you praise as he leaves kisses on your neck. “but i need something from you too.”
“anything,” he whispers desperately. “anything at all.”
“fuck me like you mean it, yeah?”
he takes off his jacket and lifts you up in one arm (because of coursehe can, you think to yourself) as he uses the other to lay his jacket onto the desk. he makes do of your pants and underwear, leaving him face to face with your pussy and all he can do is lean in to taste you.
you would scold him for not following directions but when three of his fingers fuck you at the same time as he sucks your clit, you’re not one to complain, especially when the thickness of his fingers almost felt like he was actually fucking you.
“cover me with your cum,” he starts. “i need you to make me yours.”
Author:@byzantiumshades
Pairing: sub!Johnny x reader
Genre: Smut & slight fluff
Words: 1 112
Summary: If there was something Johnny regretted in your relationship, it was how he naively thought he could win whenever you two made a bet. After so many times, he should’ve known better, really.
Pairing: Seo Youngho/Johnny(NCT) x fem!reader
Genre:Fluff/Smut
Contains:Dry humping, hair pulling, dirty talk, coming in pants/underwear
Word count: 1824
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“Can you imagine? She says I deliberately seduced her!” Johnny fumes shifting on the chair in irritation.
“It’s not that difficult to seduce someone, you know. Sometimes it sort of just happens,” you muse swiftly untangling ribbons from his thick locks.
It’s truly a shame that you have to remove those brightly coloured strips from his hair as they create a strikingly beautiful contrast with his dark strands. In the same time you’re almost thankful he asked for your help – you don’t even want to imagine how he could possibly cope with it by himself. You’re sure that with his non-existent patience he’d end up half-bald by the end.
“Does it?” he huffs rolling his eyes as if done with you but in the same time pushes his head into your hands.
For Johnny there is nothing better than your fingers entangled in his hair, no matter the reason. Although he absolutely adores the way you gently play with his locks, sometimes he lets his mind wander and ponders over how it’d feel like if you pulled on them instead. He likes to imagine it, even though he’s too ashamed of those thoughts to voice them in your presence.
“Yeah, it does. You seriously can do it coincidentally.”
“That sounds like something you could do. Accidentally seduce someone,” Johnny snickers clearly amused by the very idea.
“Excuse me, you little shit,” you huff tugging on his hair in irritation.
He bites his lip hard and shifts on the chair uncomfortably as pleasure mixed with pain echoes in his mind. He can’t let it show how that one simple gesture affected him.
“Damn sorry, love, I got carried away,” you sigh apologetically stroking his head.
Johnny wants to tell you that you don’t need to apologize or be worried because he likes that. Instead, he quickly gets a grip on himself and shakes his head with a chuckle.
“No worries. You know what I changed my mind, I just can’t imagine you seducing someone when you apologize for pulling on my hair like that. That’s a ridiculous idea, really,” he shrugs with an amused expression.
“You think so?” you ask tilting your head in a wonder.
His amusement dies as you settle on his lap with a sweet smile on your face. His hands vaguely move to rest on your hips before he stops himself and lets them drop by his sides. Licking his lips nervously Johnny straightens just a little and clears his throat.
“Yes,” he chokes out in a weirdly strained voice.
You can feel the excitement coil in your belly as you observe him. The way he acts when he’s unsure of himself or self-conscious in general always makes your heart-beat speed up a little. It’s adorable how hard he tries to appear confident when you know all too well how far away he’s from that state of mind. In fact, you’re slightly surprised when you notice how stressed he seems to be right now by the unexpected turn of events. It makes you want to tease him some more.
“And why is that?” you ask then gently tucking a stray lock behind his ear.
You let your hand linger there for a brief moment before tenderly caressing his cheek with the tips of your fingers. Johnny’s breath hitches at that and his stare immediately drops to your lips. The idea pops in your mind out of nowhere but for some reason it feels right. It’s not like you never thought about it before anyway.
“I–I don’t…” he manages to stutter out before his words are cut short by your lips gently covering his.
The kiss was supposed to be brief and delicate, but then he’s kissing you back with all his might, and before you know it your tongue explores his pliant mouth. You put his hands on your waist, and he brings you closer until your chest is pressed flush against his. After some time, you move away and rest your forehead against his trying to catch your breath. His eyes are closed as he breathes deeply in and out as if trying to calm himself down.
“I love it when you prove me wrong,” he finally says hoarsely as his shaking hands caress your sides carefully.
Johnny’s smiling but for some reason he sounds miserable. You move away altogether straightening slowly and try to get a grip on yourself. Maybe you shouldn’t have kissed him – tasting his soft lips once makes you want to do that again. And maybe, just maybe, you want to taste more than just his lips.
“Did you want me to seduce you?” you ask in a wonder cupping his cheek.
He opens his eyes and this time it’s your breath that hitches: he looks like the most beautiful mess of a man you have ever seen. Brown irises almost swallowed by dilated pupils, cheeks and ears reddened, lips slightly swollen already. You’re so fucked and you know it.
“There is quite a lot of things that I’d like you to do to me,” Johnny answers in a playful tone, but his dark eyes are boring into yours in a way that isn’t playful at all.
“Is that so?” you hum lowly with a smirk.
When you roll your hips against his unexpectedly, the groan he lets out sounds like it was ripped from his throat. Still smirking you lace your fingers with his thick locks – you only managed to undo half of the ribbons before the situation escalated. Strangely, it makes him even more pleasant to look at: half of his hair neatly braided and the other one untamed, wild curls sticking in every direction. When you tug on them, it’s out of a pure curiosity, but then Johnny moans your name in a way that makes you shiver in pleasure. You want to hear it again, so you repeat the movement, and he doesn’t disappoint – this time he says it louder but just as breathlessly as before.
“You like it when I pull on your hair, love?” you ask moving closer to kiss the tip of his nose – just in time to feel the twitch of his cock underneath you.
Now that you’ve scooted closer you can feel his whole length pressed firmly against your inner thigh, and it turns you on even more. The last time you’ve seen him completely naked was when you two were still kids, so it’s a new territory for you. Thankfully, you’re one curious woman that likes to explore the unknown.
“Oh, and what do we have here?” you muse rolling your hips slowly against his, and he groans softly.
He bites his lip and looks at you from under his long eyelashes – a classic move from him but one you could never resist. His stare is dark and heavy, full of promises that make your core clench in anticipation.
“I don’t know, you tell me,” he answers in a low voice and turns his face slightly to the side to press his lips to your wrist.
You chuckle truly amused this time, but Johnny just stares at you wordlessly with those dark eyes. Those damned beautiful eyes that never fail to sweep you off your feet.
“I have a feeling that it’s something I’d like a lot, love,” you say a little out of breath.
Something is changing between you two at this very moment: the playfulness is gone. It got replaced by a heavy yet comfortable silence that makes your chest ache for some reason.
“I like that,” he hums closing his eyes with a content smile.
“What exactly?” you ask slowly threading your fingers through his hair, this time in a gentle manner.
He opens his eyes, and you just look at each other for a while in that soothing silence until he finally breaks eyes contact, smiles softly and hides his face in your shoulder with a sigh. You’re now the closest you’ve ever been with him: his arms circling your waist loosely, face hidden in your shoulder, your crotch pressed flush against his and the same goes for your chests. You’re going crazy but from the way he’s breathing heavily, arms trembling ever so slightly, you know you’re not the only one affected.
“I like it when you call me “love”,” Johnny murmurs quietly into your shoulder embracing you even tighter than before.
“Good to know, love,” you hum in the answer kissing his neck until his sweet whimpers and sighs are all you can hear.
“Honestly, you just sound too good for your own good.”
Johnny laughs softly at that, but then you rub your crotch against his, and he just chokes out your name urgently digging his fingers into your skin. His hands move down to your hips to support your weigh as you’re now steadily moving atop of him, applying all sorts of pleasure on his hard cock still trapped under the clothes. You change the angles from time to time trying to find the one that’d make him lose it while the friction works just right for you: your clit is throbbing deliciously from the constant stimulation.
“Fuck, I’m close already,” he groans throwing his head back and in the same time giving you unlimited access to the long column of his thick neck and collarbones.
Your fingers curl around his neck as if they have their own will while your lips slowly but surely move alongside his jaw and blushed cheek.
“No pressure, love, cum whenever you feel like it,” you whisper into his ear and bite it playfully.
His deep surprised moan combined with strong buck of his hips makes you come unexpectedly. Your thighs tremble as you rub your crotch against his hard erection enjoying the painful sparks of overstimulation resonating from your sensitive clit. Just as he said it doesn’t take long for him either – Johnny cries out your name before reaching his high, body trembling just as yours was mere minutes ago. His body slumps against yours as he tries to catch his breath.
“So about that seduction,” you say in a mischievous tone after a while of stroking the back of his head soothingly.
He straightens up with a wide grin that makes him look youthful, innocent even. Definitely not the vibe of a person who just came in their pants from dry-humping with their friend for the past hour.
“In my case you succeeded undoubtedly,” Johnny starts with a smirk playing with the stray strand of your hair.
“But?” you ask rolling your eyes knowing already where this is going.
“But you didn’t plan it, so it was, in fact accidental.”
You look at him for a few seconds wordlessly before pulling on his hair quite hard. Using the fact that his lips parted to let out a moan, you kiss him with all your might.
“It sort of happened,” you pant out between the kisses.
Just as you said.
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