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#smut #johnny #johnnynct #nct #kinky #bdsm #dominant #kink

Pairing: boyfriend Johnny x female reader

WC: 2kish

Smut Warning: praising, massaging, naked dryish humping, size kink, cum play, breast play. just some smut. maybe fluffyish.

“Johnny, I can’t anymore!” You’re near the point of groveling. Too overworked and exhausted to even feel the numbing aches in your abdomen any longer. Bursting into trembling shots of pain with each twist’s. Your shoulders slump, defeated. Scrunching your eyes shut blinking away sweat as your head thumps on the floor.

“Just one more baby. Come on you’re doing so good for me.” Johnny chides. His palms skim down the tops of your thighs. Thumbs rolling down over your flexing inner muscles. You croon, shaking your head. Puffing out your bottom lip to gain some pity.

“I could use some extra motivation.” You add with a suggestive arched brow. The weights in your grip land noisily upon release. Fully knowing in your mind you would not be giving him one more.

“Some motivation?” Johnny grins. Front teeth biting down the excitement from taking over his features. Slinking down lower, he plants his palms down by the sides of your head.

The shadow his broad figure creates drapes across you. Covering the floor around you, leaving you feeling even smaller. His arms contract, each muscle shifting as he lowers down. Warmth floods your skin as Johnny’s frame hovers above yours. Veins pulse prettily on his throat, containing the deep breath he wants to take in.

The tremors rolling up his limbs when he pushes up send a thrilling rush through your gut. Your own muscles twitching in anticipation watching him hit a set of push-ups above you effortlessly. The gust of breath he takes in sends your jaw dropping. Flashing back to last night when your boyfriend had you pressed under his weight. Blending your insides like only he knew how to.

Johnny inches even closer with his next move. His jaws tight, sharp bone shown off enhancing the masculine hollows of his cheeks. His upper lip curls, inhaling a deep breath. Shoulders pronounced as he kisses up your chin. Lifting back away before your mouth can chase after his lips.

“You’re going to have to work harder than that for a kiss baby.” Johnny licks his lips. Leaving them shining, enticingly bright pink. His cheeks gaining color the more he exerts himself. You let out a petulant little sound, forcing yourself to sit up in a crunch. Awkwardly defying gravity and your tensed stomach, releasing a sound of anguish.

“Was that so hard?” Johnny sits back on his knees. Hoisting your shoulders up to sit you up completely. He holds you steady as you catch your breath. Shoving your lips out and batting your eyelashes for your reward. Scooting forward he wraps your thighs around his hips. Squatting his lower half up, he scoops your bottom. Softly squeezing your ass, engulfing your body in a protective hold.

“Where’s my kiss?!” You ask. Smacking a hand down the center of his pert chest. Johnny responding with a tilt of his head. Cheekily poking his tongue out, he bounces you up. Adjusting your weight closer to one side, his hip popping out.

“What kiss? I motivated you by showing you how strong I am!” Johnny snickers. Making your eyes widen in disbelief.

“GIVE ME MY KISS!!” You demand. He sets you down. Crossing his arms over his chest. Sparing you an unimpressed look.

“Is that all you want?” Johnny begins to question. Standing above you with his chin lifted. Everything about him radiating the amount of power he has over you.

“Just a kiss” you smile innocently, reaching to pull open his arms. “Maybe a hug?”

Johnny caves, snaking his long arms around the entirety of your waist. His hands smooth down finding your lower half again. Lips brush yours teasingly, giving you only a small taste of what you crave. Leaving you left with your mouth hung open once again as you seek after him. His game continues, dragging lips up and down yours. Leaving your neck arched back lusting after him.

Finally calming you with a firm touch of his soft lips. He moves with no sense of urgency. Leaving you to push up on the tips of your toes to add some force. Johnny smiles between your parting lips. Shushing the whimper exiting your throat. Deepening the kiss with a tighter grip on your ass. His tongue consuming every crevice inside your mouth. He overpowers yours easily, leaving you breathless, controlled by his next steps.

His fingers skirt lower between the backs of your thighs. Traveling to your middle, only pausing when you pull away. Licking off the remnants of him from your mouth.

“Nooo don’t touch me. I’m all sweaty.” You move free of your boyfriend’s hold. Stumbling back over your feet, Johnny’s large hands quick to capture your hips. Pulling you flush against his with a growing smile.

“When has that ever bothered me?” His brows bounce. Reaching between your thighs from the front, cupping over your warming core. Nudging space with the width of his palm between your thighs leaving you gasping in surprise.

“I can’t baby. I’m still sore.” You start to whine. Scratching light tickles down his biceps. Everything about him somehow appearing even larger under your hands. Half convincing yourself it’d be worth it to not be able to sit tomorrow.

“Was I too much for you last night princess? Did I hurt my baby?” Johnny pouts. His eyes softening, the skin between his brows wrinkling with genuine concern. Thumb pressing through your yoga pants against your clit. Stroking circles in a gentle way. Stimulating an exhilarating dizzy heat between your breasts. Having to chew on your lower lip from the extra friction of fabric teasing your bundle of nerves. “Am I being too mean? You’re so wet. How can you still like it this much if it hurts?”

Johnny’s finger slips lower, pushing the fabric with ease between your folds. Flimsy drenched underwear squishing up inside of you further.

“You’re too big..” you mumble. Grinding your hips down into his hand. Fingers probing deeper in ruining your pants.

“You mean..” he scoots in more, nudging the side of your stomach with his half hardened size. “Was I too big last night? Why’d you keep screaming for me to go deeper then, hmm? Are you lying to me baby?”

Johnny’s lips lower to your ear. His breathe tickling your earlobe, giving you a tiny soft lick. “I don’t like when you lie to me.”

“Ugh..don’t..” you start whining again. Waist dipping back, allowing his arm to keep you held up. Falling into the little helpless mindset your boyfriend could get you to so easily. Quickly figuring out how much you loved watching him workout. Having caught you staring at him in some hypnotized daze, near drooling. Going on and on about his big his arms looked after lifting weights.

“Shh shh, I’ll be nice. Make you feel good, only the best for you.” Johnny squeezes up your sides. Tracing past your chest, reaching behind releasing the zipper on the back of your sports bra. The spandex leaving marks behind, sweaty and clinging too tightly to your skin uncomfortably. He reaches up higher cupping your face. Hands nearly hiding all of your features making your tongue hang out. Only proving how thirsty he made you. “Don’t you want me to make you feel good?”

Johnny whispers, setting off chills throughout your body. Head nodding mindlessly, convincing yourself you could take him again. Turning you both around, he sets you down carefully. Soft touches moving sweaty tresses of hair away from your face.

“You’re such a good girl for me. Always listen to me. My sweet baby.” Johnny coos. Easing you back on the couch with no care of leaving a mess. ‘Messes can be cleaned’ is what he’d say.

“Please…make me feel good..” you beg. Receiving a cute tap on your lips, following his finger to peck. Johnny works you out of your clothes, holding your thighs open. His eyes reflecting the way your pussy unashamedly glistens back at him. Swollen and abused looking from not even a full 24 hours ago. You kept insisting he fucked you harder until your couldn’t feel your legs.

“I’ll make you feel better than good.” Johnny confirms with his hands working quickly. Kneading the knots out of your calves. Turning you into a mess of moans, hissing when he digs too deep. Leaving trails of kisses as he goes higher. Getting on his knees to apply more pressure on your tight inner thigh muscles. “You really like that. You’re already opening up so nicely for me.”

His attention focuses on your convulsing hole. Dribbling out arousal as he loosens up your limbs. Hands feeling hot and massive as they take your soreness away. He strokes up your stomach, singing you sweet words to match his touches. The crease deepening between his brows enough evidence of how affected he was.

“More..n-need more…please please.” You plead, arching up to meet his tenting lower half. Clothed cock nudging right into your bare center. Johnny grunts, gripping your breasts in a rough squeeze unintentionally. Thumbing the hardened buds poking up on your chest. He nods, giving you a roll of his hips. Sweats absorbing your wetness like a sponge.

“Anything for you.” He leans down lapping your nipple. Teasing little nibbles around. Tugged lightly between his teeth making you hiss and thrust against him.

“Fuck..” you pant, constricting your thighs around his hips. Grinding up with a fierce need to feel his skin on yours. “Fuck me, please. Need, need to feel.”

Johnny kisses down the middle of your chest. Dragging his tongue over the perkiness, leaving hints of bite marks behind.

“Don’t wanna hurt you.” He regards, pulling back to shove down his bottoms out of the way none the less. His cock springs free raging full of blood. Throbbing delectably, sending a pulse down between your legs.

“It’s okay. Fuck me, just do it.” You encourage him. Pushing your core forward. Johnny’s head shakes, pumping his cock, smearing pre-cum around.

“Like this baby..” he instructs. Slapping down his length lightly between your folds. Arousal sprinkling up around him, coating his cock in sheen. His tongue clicks, having to hold down your stomach with one hand. “You always want more. Biting off more than you can chew. Make me have to put you in your place.”

He maneuvers between your spread out limbs. Taking his time to start off. Letting you feel every ridge parting your folds open. Cockhead nudging your bundle of nerves, leaving you crazed. Attempting to shift under him and accidentally get him to slip inside.

“Be a good girl for me, stay still.” His tone turns serious. Arm holding you down flexing and jumping the more he resists your energetic fight. Johnny builds up to a painstakingly rhythmic thrust. Working your puffy lips side to side. Cock wet, slipping up and down. Stimulating every little nerve he knows drives you up a wall.

“Faster, more more!” You keep trying to thrust to no avail. Eyes rolling back when his cock barely poke’s inside. Stretching you open just enough to burn. Just enough to remind you of how good he fills you up.

“Want, cum, inside.” You pant louder. Gnawing on your lip and reaching for your hair. Losing your mind to the stimulation. Johnny agrees silently, dipping the tip of his cock in a few more times. Letting you feel him kiss you down below just enough to leave you satisfied.

“Feel so good baby. So perfect for me.” He stumbles over his words. Rubbing the tip back and forth over your clit. Making you cry in climax, jerking up and pulling away at the same time.

Johnny sinks half-way in just in time to feel you lock around his cock. Pussy wrapping around him too tight, milking him dry. His stomach visibly sucks in as if he’s being emptied. Hips twitching at the first shots of cum spilling free.

“F-fuck..” he blinks rapidly. Jaw falling open watching himself inch out coated in a mixture of your wetness and his cum. Entranced with the way your pussy clings to him even after everything.

Pulling out with an all too obscene pop, he’s quick to scoop up the cum bubbling out. Long fingers painting the warm white up and down your folds. Making sure to catch every last drop, lifting his digits to your mouth asking to be let in. You suck languidly at him, lapping between. Swallowing and dragging your teeth back.

“Taste so good, you taste so good when you taste like me.” You mumble around his hand. Continuing to lick and clean each finger not covered in cum. Johnny settles, careful to not smush you with his weight. Propped on one elbow, kissing the corner of your mouth.

“That’s because nothing tastes as sweet as you.”

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