Four Christmases

Can u write a smut with Lucas where you two accidentally have to share a bed and ... 🙈

Wait I really like this

Like you’re friends and decide hey let’s take a road trip together and he’s like done deal I already booked a room! So you drive for a while and scream sing karaoke and eat trash gas station food and switch driving so that by the time you get to the hotel you’re exhausted and you ask the concierge for your key and all and she’s like aight and when you get up there you see it’s only one bed, not two like you thought. You’re both too tired to deal with it so you figure tonight you’ll just share a bed and get the rooms sorted tomorrow. You end up changing into pjs and getting in bed with dimmed lights and just talking for hours about nothing in particular, yet for some reason both of you are feeling a crazy connection?? It’s just so calm and nice and you’re both dishing your hearts out to each other- and suddenly you both go silent. All you can do is stare at each other’s skin glowing in the moonlight coming in through the window. Out of nowhere Lucas suddenly rolls on top of you and boom you’re making out. Slow and heavy at first then more passionate and rough until you somehow both end up naked with his hands all over you, yours all up in his hair, and him pounding incessantly into you, kissing you brief and deeply every few thrusts...

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Jeongin x Reader

Contains : dom!Jeongin, unsafe sex, bodypaint, nicknames, light/implied bondage, dom/sub, finger fucking, mild dirty talk, cumplay, creampie, a mess in general 

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Night Out

A/N: i haven’t written anything in probably 3 years, am I coming back just because I watched the new Top Gun? Absolutely. This is so rusty, but I tried. I need a creative outlet 😂😂 also, this is not proof read at all so if it doesn’t make sense that’s why

Summary: you meet Rooster and there’s an immediate connection.

Warnings: smut, daddy kink, and somewhat of a breeding kink.

Your day at work was long, filled with unkind, impatient, and just terrible people. You would’ve cried and gone home if it weren’t for the fact it was a Friday night and you had already agreed to go out with your best friend. Something about putting on makeup and going to a bar after a bad day wasn’t necessarily a joyous process, but you were a people pleaser through and through.

“C’mon Y/N, you look hot. You already know the bar will be filled with all those hot, navy men after work. Time to get some military dick. There’s practically cobwebs in between your legs,” your best friend laughed. She knew you had a thing for a man in a uniform and it had been a long time since you had gotten any.

“I know, I know. I’m coming,” you groaned out. All you wanted to do was lay down in your bed and close your eyes, but that was not happening tonight.

Before you knew it, you were sitting alone at the bar while she was off with some man that she had just met. She had a way of doing that, just finding someone instantly without any trouble. You, on the other hand, sat at the bar, praying you looked mysterious and not like a total loser. You kept ordering drinks, hoping to distract yourself from the growing embarrassment in your stomach. One drink turned to two, two turned to three, and then four turned to six. Now you felt good, a little past tipsy, but not quite drunk. It was then that the alcohol hit your bladder.

It was on the way to the bathroom that you bumped into a very hot, very built man. His drink was thrown back onto his white tank top “I’m so sorry, these dang heels cause me to lose my balance. Or maybe that’s just me, I don’t know. I’m just so sorry, I’ve made you spill your drink. Now I’m rambling, i just need to shut up,” your words spilled out of your mouth before you could even stop them. You finally looked up at his face and it was a wonder your jaw didn’t hit the floor. He was smiling like it was no problem, while you were trying to clean his shirt with a nearby napkin.

“It’s okay darling, accidents happen,” he said with ease, his smirk obvious. He could see it in your eyes that you thought he was the hottest thing on Earth. “What’s your name? Are you here all by yourself?” He asked, praying that the answer would be yes and you didn’t have a boyfriend lingering around the corner.

“Y/N, my names Y/N. Yeah, well no and yes. My friend was here but now I can’t find her, so basically yes,” you rushed out, he was very attractive and you talked a lot when you got nervous. “What about you? What’s your name?” You answered. you wished that you could’ve said something more like ‘take me home and do whatever you want to me’ but you weren’t bold like that.

“My name’s Bradley, but all my friends call me Rooster,” he answered. You knew what that meant, he was a military man. You should’ve seen it coming, the muscles, the confidence, the mustache.

“Nice to meet you Rooster. sorry for spilling that on your shirt, but I’m about to pee myself,” you felt the liquor now, you giggled out your words and he moved over so he was no longer blocking the bathroom door. You relieved yourself and came back out where he was still waiting on you.

“What are you doing tonight Mrs. Y/N?” He asked while sipping the beer he had gotten while you were using the restroom.

“Hmmm, probably about to head home,” you answered, you needed to go home before you got too bad and you couldn’t walk, which you had to do since your friend abandoned you.

“Would you like me to give you a ride?” He asked. Your answer should be no, without a doubt. It was dangerous, he could be some like murderer who was going to chop you up in little pieces.

“Are you going to kill me?” You asked, with all seriousness. This man was too good to be true, of course his fatal flaw would be something like murder.

“No, no I’m not,” he laughed out, he knew if he didn’t get you home someone else would. Someone else who might want to hurt you.

So, with his answer, you stupidly accepted. Off into his car you went, you gave him your address and then you were on the way. You closed your eyes and before you knew it, you were home.

“Wake up Miss Y/N, we’re here” he lightly shook you awake. As much as he felt guilty about eyeing up a drunk woman, he couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to your chest that was practically popping out of your dress. You were too tired to notice.

“Thank you Mr. Rooster,” you yawned out, reaching for the door handle to get into your house.

“Before you go, put your number in my phone. I would like to see you sober next time, preferably,” he didn’t ask, he told you to put his number in your phone. And you did just that, you would love to see this man again.

Before you knew it, you were going out on a date with Rooster. Then, you were hanging out with each other for a month. You had gotten to know a lot about each other, but he had yet to make a move on you. He told you about his parents, and how much he had struggled as a child. You told him of your past and how you had ended up on the island.

You were beginning to grow worried that he didn’t find you attractive. It wasn’t until one night that you guys had gotten wine drunk after cooking at your apartment that you knew he did.

“You know, you’re very gorgeous Y/N,” Rooster slurred while resting his head on your shoulder. He picked up his head to look you in your eyes.

“You know, you’re very hot Rooster,” you dragged out your words back. His face slowly getting closer to yours, his gaze going back and forth between your lips and eyes.

“I want to kiss you,” he stated with finality.

“Then kiss me,” you retorted. And kiss you he did. His lips felt like a relief to you. They were soft, but his kiss was hard and intense. It was as if his lips were made for yours, like everything in your life hasn’t made sense till this very moment. The kiss became more intense as the seconds went on. One of his large and rough hands went to your face, while the other went to your waist. He seemed unsure of the boundaries, but you wanted him to touch you. You wanted to feel his hands all over you, you didnt want to know where he began and where you ended.

His lips left yours and he started kissing down you neck till he reached the neckline of your shirt, his eyes looked up to you as if he was asking for approval. You nodded your head, knowing what he wanted. What you wanted as well. He lifted your shirt over your head, revealing your chest. His eyes lit up like a little kid on Christmas. You had been preparing for this moment, you purposefully put on a black bra just in case this would happen. He was admiring your chest and you just wanted him to touch you.

“Come here, please,” your voice came out as a breath, a needy whine. This set a fire in him now, he knew you wanted him. Truly, wanted him. He pulled you back on to the couch, so now he was laying on top of you. This kiss was even more intense, he was now biting your lips and not just holding, but squeezing your boobs. It was all too much, too good, too real. He took a breath and lent down into your ear, “let me see all of you, Y/N. I need to see all of you,” he groaned as his hips pushed into yours. His bulge hitting your sweet spot.

“M’kay,” that was all you had to say as you were taking your bra off. He didn’t even give you a seconds notice before he was taking a nipple into his mouth, playing with it with his tongue. “Ahh,” the sensation went straight in between your legs and he knew it. You could feel the smile on his face as he continued. He sucked on your nipple for about a minute as you were writhing under him, the wetness in your underwear increasing by the second. It was too much, he had to stop. 

“Stop,” you breathed out and he did. “Why? Is something wrong? If you don’t want do this anymore it’s okay,” he rushed out. That’s not what you wanted at all. You crashed your lips into his mid sentence, stopping him from rambling on as you once had. In the middle of the kiss you flipped him around so now you were straddling his lap.

Now, you had him right where you wanted him. Kissing down his neck, you slowly got off the couch and onto your knees. You pulled away, looking at him expectantly. He knew what was to come. He tore his shirt off faster than you had ever seen anyone do before. Your hands reached out for his belt, taking it off with nervous fingers. What if you weren’t good at this anymore? What if he didn’t like what you had to offer? That didn’t matter, it couldn’t matter. You were going to do this.

You slowly pulled his pants down, revealing just how large his bulge was in his underwear. All you could manage was “oh my god,” under your breath. This man was already cocky enough, but by god that just amplified it by ten.

“C’mon baby, i know you can take it. Such pretty lips, it would be a shame for them to go to waste,” he said with such arrogance. You were all too distracted to really process what he was saying, too distracted to even feel the floor killing your knees. You were too focused on what was to come. It wasn’t till his hand came to your neck, guiding you down that you realized how transfixed you had been.

“Be a good girl, take it,” he whispered. That right there went straight to the spot between your legs. It caused you to take action. Your hands pulled his boxers down, revealing him in all his glory. And by god was it glorious, no wonder they called him Rooster. He had the cock to match. You kissed the tip, licking on it, sucking it. Taking your time before working your way down, you wanted to watch him squirm, watch him anticipate it.

His hands guided your head down more, pushing his cock all the way to the base of your throat. It stung, but you didn’t mind. It was all for him. “Oh, such a good girl for daddy,” he moaned out. You had no choice, you needed to be his good girl. You started to work for him now, bringing your hands into it. Sucking, licking, jerking him off. You wanted to be the best he ever had.

“Ohhh, so good,” he groaned. His hands pushing your head down even farther on his dick, now you began to choke on it. This caused him to push your head down even farther. you quickened your pace, trying to get him off even faster.

“S-stop,” was all he managed to mutter out, but you couldn’t stop now. You liked seeing him like this, so helpless. This caused you to go even faster. “Stop!” He said with more of a firmness now, “if you want me to fuck you, stop.”

You listened then, retracting your mouth from his dick. You looked him in the eyes as you did so, watching them drift off in the back of his head.

“Did I do a good job daddy?” You asked, with a sweetness that you knew would just get to him.

“The best, but now it’s time for me to put in the work sweet girl,” he responded. This caused you to get even more excited now. He picked you up onto his lap, “but if that’s gonna happen, I think it’s time for your sexy little shorts to go.”

He pulled them off without hesitation, without even asking you. You loved that, you had never ever seen him so demanding before. He reached to feel you through your underwear, “already so soaked and I haven’t even done anything,” he said with a cocky tone.

“You don’t have to, I just want you to fuck me,” you whispered in his ear, “just fuck me lieutenant Bradshaw.” you played on his obsession with power, knowing that would drive him crazy. He picked you up know, walking to your bedroom, throwing you down on your bed. He watched you from the edge of the bed, standing there, staring at your body. He dick was so hard, it looked painful.

“Who knew you would be so naughty, Y/N?” He teased. His hand went to his cock, rubbing it, jerking himself as you laid there helpless.

“Please,” you begged.

“Please? Please what?” He teased once again, still playing with himself. You gave up on him, getting up from your bed and kissing him hard. You pulled him onto the bed too, so now he was laying on top of you.

“Fuck me,” you said sternly, “or I will find someone else who will.”

“No,” was all he said as he took your panties off. He guided the tip of his cock up and down your folds, “you really think I would let someone else fuck you? No, not now. You’re mine Y/N, completely mine.” His tip grazed your hole as he was guiding his cock.

“C-condom?” Was all you could manage.

“No,” he stated, “you’ll have my babies if I want you to. No one will ever fuck you again, you’re mine.” It was as he said this, he found your hole and pushed in. His tip was sucked in by your walls.

“O-oh, fuck. Rooster,” you moaned out. He pushed himself in more, “too much, can’t take it. It’s too big,” you whined out.

“You’ll take it if I want you to take it,” that was his answer and it was final. He lifted you up and his hands guided your face to make you watch him invading you, slowly but surely you did. Although he talked a big game, he was not going to move till you indicated he could. He was so big and it was such a stretch.

“You took me so well, Y/N. Look, it fits perfectly. Feels so good, mmm” he praised you. You slowly squeezed on him, almost to get him moving but he wouldn’t budge until you gave him the go ahead. You slowly started moving your hips, but you were doing all the work while he stayed still. His head in-between your head and shoulder. He was planting kisses.

“Fuck me like you said you would,” you demanded.

“Okay, you’ll get what you want,” he said cockily, “you’re gonna take daddy’s dick so well, huh?” He said while slamming into you. It hurt as much as it felt good, “ohh,” you moaned out. It felt too good, you slowly started to crawl away. Trying to get away from the pleasure and pain.

“No,” he said as he dragged you back, “you wanted it and now you’re gonna take it. Gonna take my cock and cum, gonna fill you up so good,” he said as he pounded into you, it was too much. You couldn’t breathe it felt so good. All you could let out was stuttered breaths as he was pounding into you.

“Brad-Bradley,” you squeaked out.

“Not my name,” was all he said as his hand went to your throat, pulling your face to make eye contact with him. “Say it right, or don’t say it at all.”

“Daddy,” you moaned out. His dick was hitting all the right spots and one hand was circling your clit. You were on the brink of ecstasy as he was pounding into you, you began squeezing the life out of him. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up. I want everyone to know who I belong to,” you whispered in his ear.

He flipped you over. now your face was pressed into the bed, ass in the air, and his dick was so, so deep. Before you didn’t think he could go any further in you, but now it felt as if he were in your stomach.

You were letting out endless moans as he pounded into you, smacking your ass as he did. You could feel the sweat dripping off his face and landing on your back.

“Love seeing you like this darling, so full of me. Never seen somebody move like this before, never seen anything like you.” He praised you, getting you off even more. “You really want this dick, huh? Ass in the air just ready for it.”

“Mhmmm, only ready for you,” you groaned out, not even entirely sure he heard you. His hands left behind prints on your ass, as his mouth left behind marks on your neck.

“I can’t take much more daddy, I’m gonna explode,” you couldn’t even find the right words to describe it. It was so painful, but so good at the same time.

“Will you fill me up? Huh? Make me yours?” You questioned, teased him trying to make him finish faster.

“Yes baby, all mine,” he grunted. He wasn’t listening to you anymore, his eyes were focused on the way your ass jiggled as he pounded into you. You couldn’t even keep yourself up anymore, his hands were holding your hips as your whole body went limp.

It was too good, everything was too good to be true. “I-I’m done, i can’t,” you shouted as you came. You saw stars as he continued to relentlessly thrust into you. something about it was so primal, so real.

As you recovered from your high, he was still going. It was silent, no words. All you could hear was his grunts and your moans, plus the sounds of your bodies colliding. Your body couldn’t take much more and you wanted him to get off before you tapped out. Your body couldn’t do it twice, you would pass out if it did.

“Make yourself a daddy,” was all you had to say before he came in you. And cum in you he did, he released what felt like gallons into you. As he came, he continued to thrust into you, making sure his cum reached the deepest part it could. Even after he finished he stayed inside of you, making sure nothing would go to waste. He flipped you over to where you were laying on his chest and he was below you, still seated inside of you.

His breaths coming out shallow and quick, you felt as though you couldn’t speak after that. After ten minutes of silence and him playing with your hair, all you said was “this is gonna hurt tomorrow.”

“Oh, we’re not done sweetheart. That was just the beginning,” he responded kissing your head. You felt some excitement, but also some fear for your poor vagina tomorrow.

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Jealousy Games [Part 3] ( Demetri x reader )

A/N: hello friends, this is the end of this little fic <3

i personally dislike unrealistic first time fics so i attempted to make this realistic yet still as sweet as possible :) thank you to everyone who messaged asking about and requesting this part, you are appreciated <3

Words: 1578

Warnings: Smut, virg!nity loss

Part 1, Part 2

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Demetri visibly gulps as you step in front of him. You raise your hands to lay them softly on his cheeks, bending the taller boy down to meet your lips.

The kiss is tender as you pour your affection in to it, only to take a welcome change of air when Demetri’s hands land on your thighs, caressing their way up to your behind.

    “I told you I’m not wearing anything,” you coo in the most seductive voice you can muster.

Demetri’s eyes try to take all of you in, gazing upon you in a way you’ve never seen him before.

    You decide to up the ante.

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moving in stereo (smut)

requested by the lovely @9zoria9

when a new dad in town and his kids start coming to the pool, the lifeguard has trouble keeping her eyes off of him

female reader, unprotected sex, oral (m receiving), semi-public sex, vaginal penetration | mentions of drowning, someone pretends to drown

this was HEAVILY inspired by the hawkins pool scenes in stranger things so i kinda imagined it set in the 80s and it’s also why it’s titled after the song that played during that scene… also, this is filth. (and incase anyone has forgotten, the ONLY thing i change about a character in a canon relationship is their relationship status. i do not write cheating and don’t want anyone to interpret it that way)

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Blueprint

Part of the Stray Wolves Series

F/M Pairing: Y/N x Lee Felix (SKZ)

Genre: Vampire AU; Werewolf AU; Forbidden Love AU; Prequel

Warnings: Graphic Smut; Explicit Language; Blood Drinking

Word Count: 8K

Summary: Y/N is tired of her werewolf pack dictating her choices, especially when they force her into an arranged marriage with a younger friend. In retaliation, Y/N sneaks out one night in direct defiance of her alpha’s orders, and she meets a mysterious vampire who allows her the first tempting taste of freedom…and she might just fall in love with him in the process.

A/N: This was supposed to be for Felix’s birthday, but I’ve got something else that I could release for him, so here ya’ go!!

Blueprint: “a detailed outline or plan of action: a blueprint for success.”

My life had always been dictated by the choices of others instead of my own. For example, when I turned 16 and endured my first painful heat, our pack alpha declared that I was finally ready to mate. It was a scary thought for me to process, and I begged my father not to force me into an arranged marriage. 

However, he was stern in his handling of the situation, refusing to disobey his alpha, but more than willing to pair me with a much younger werewolf named Mark who wasn’t quite ready for the mating ceremony because he still hadn’t gone through his first rut. In hindsight, I knew that it was a logical compromise, but I was still upset because I didn’t want to mate with another wolf and have pups. Plus, Mark was one of my friends, and I was troubled by the thought of presenting myself to him.

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satisfaction

♡ a/n: i couldn't answer the request directly but here it is-- and you guys know i love harry but yk... smut <3

♡ pairing: draco malfoy x fem!reader

♡ 1: do you think of me when you touch yourself?

♡ 24: has he ever touched you like this?

♡ 26: were you masturbating?

harry potter was one of the kindest people you'd ever met. the way he treated you was like royalty and you truly did think he deserved the world-- but you couldn't bring yourself to love him. every time you had sex with harry, you shamefully thought about draco malfoy instead. you were one of the many girls infatuated with the slytherin prince but what good reason could you have to throw away a good relationship over a fantasy? none. and that's what you told yourself every time you found yourself thinking of him-- the latest being tonight. a potion gone wrong in class by none other than draco malfoy had prompted you to skip out on dinner to take a shower and get the melted mystical ingredients out of your hair. you made yourself presentable as you were going to meet harry afterwards but sat on your bed and thought about draco again. his grey eyes had widened when his potion spat at you and he apologised. that's right, apologised. it's basic human decency yet all you could fucking think about was letting him pin you down and ruin you. looking at the time, you gave in and laid back and trailed your fingers between your legs, underneath your skirt. you circled yourself, about to touch yourself to the wrong person when the door flew open and you screamed.

draco was standing in your doorway, blushing heavily and his eyes darted to your hand, making you yell and throw a pillow at him. "turn around you bloody git!" you cried. "i just came to see if you were alright after our potions mishap!" he laughed. this was humiliating, why the hell was he laughing? "were you masturbating?" "no!" he raised a blond eyebrow as if he didn't believe you. "well i was about to before you so rudely interrupted." you huffed, cheeks burning. draco closed the door before stepping towards you and your breath hitched visibly. "potter doesn't satisfy you then?" he smirked, gazing down at you. "excuse me?" offended, you scoffed. "i mean, if he did you wouldn't be in your dorm touching yourself instead of meeting him." his fingertips brushed over your waist and he kept going carefully. "and you wouldn't spend your class time staring at the person he hates most." fuck. he had you. "draco," you warned-- against what? you couldn't say. "tell me love, do you think of me when you touch yourself?" the bastard knew the answer just as you knew you were dangerously close to doing one of the worst things you could. "shut up malfoy." you whispered without a hint of sincerity. "the real thing would be better y/n. aren't you the least bit," he licked his lips slowly, knowing damn well what he was doing to you. "curious?" of course you were. he laughed warmly at your silence and his hot breath hit your face. gods. closing the gap between you two, your lips crashed against his.

teeth grazed over each other and draco immediately set on exploring your mouth with his tongue, which you let him do happily. he shoved you against the wall and attached his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking at your skin roughly. harry was thrown from your mind and you were purely concentrated on draco's wet mouth on your skin. unbuttoning your top, he slid a finger underneath you bra and fondled you while rubbing through the fabric of your panties. a gasp left you, helping that awful smirk of his grow. you moaned when his finger slid into your entrance and pumped into you. quick paced and thrusting into you with heavy desire, draco kissed you again-- sloppily but filled with adoration. "always bloody knew you should be with me and not him," he growled, fingers fucking you harder. "you're mine-- and so is your dirty little cunt." you nodded, shaking from his motions and moaned breathily. "has he ever touched you like this?"you shook your head and groaned. "never draco." not even when harry was inches inside of your pussy had you felt this fucking good. he lifted your chin, thumping your head on the wall, and pressed another kiss to your neck. release came over you and your orgasm swam on draco's hand. his movements slowed and he helped you finish.

gasping and panting, you settled as he took his fingers out of you. he sucked the glistening juices off of his fingers and grabbed you by the waist. "you'll go meet potter now," he commanded and you nodded, eager to comply. "from now on, you're being fucked and loved the way you deserve." for once since you'd started seeing the boy you couldn't love, you felt true satisfaction.

Behind The Closed Doors - Choi Youngjae

Request: (anon request):    57.“You feel how thick my cock is? Fucking your tight walls? I’m knotting you, baby, knotting this pretty pussy of yours and then I’m going to fill you to the hilt with my cum.” + Got7 Youngjae? If that’s okay aaaaa

A/N: Of course! Here it is♥

Prompts:   57.“You feel how thick my cock is? Fucking your tight walls? I’m knotting you, baby, knotting this pretty pussy of yours and then I’m going to fill you to the hilt with my cum.”

Warning:  This contains NSFW content. Do not engage in my works if you are underage. Read to your own discretion.

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summary — life gets a little more complicated when your son befriends a kid whose father seems to hate your guts.

pairing — dad!yoongi x mom!reader

genre — angst, fluff

warning — there may be grammar mistakes, sometimes I unconsciously omit words

a.n. — hello, im back with a new story, hopefully this would be better. let me know if you want to be added to the tag list :)

thank you for reading xx

introduction: A and B | one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen | eighteen | nineteen | twenty | twenty one | twenty two | twenty three | twenty four | twenty five | twenty six | twenty seven | twenty eight | twenty nine | thirty | thirty one | thirty two | thirty three | thirty four | thirty five | thirty six | thirty seven | thirty eight | thirty nine | forty | forty one | forty two (I) | forty two (II) | forty three (the end) | epilogue | extra.

Awkward Giraffe (M)

Pairing: Johnny X Reader

Genre: Smuff (smut/fluff), romance????, best friends to lovers au

warnings: Johnny being a fucking goofy loveable idiot, dialogue heavy? oh the ring kink as requested.

A/N Writing fluffy sexy scenes is hard. But Johnny’s too awlward of a bean to be Dom!Johnny as everyone makes him out to be. Therefore he’s my idiot. Also this is my first NCT fic so…..go easy on me maybe? Thanks to my beautiful baby boo Morgan who requested it! (Subject to editing later during big time Soft Johnny HoursTM, in which hopefully someone suggests a better title)

P.S. ChiChi is pronounced like Shy-Shy (like chi-town…cuz chicago)

“Heyyyy, i have like a huge favor to ask you.” Johnny said almost as soon as I picked up his phone call.

I popped a few chips in my mouth and crunched. “What is it now? It better not be any modeling stuff again. I’m in my sweatpants enjoying my day off from work and watching Luke Cage before they take it off of Netflix for good.”

“No, it’s not that at all. Um, well… I’m visiting my parents in Chicago for the weekend and I really really really need someone to watch over ChiChi.”

“Your dragon? Dont you feed him like…bugs and shit?” I asked, my entire body squirming at the thought of even going near a worm or cricket.

“Yeah but he likes shredded carrots, peas, and bananas too. But the insects are pretty important. Pleassseeee??? I swear i’ll make it up to you.”

“Fine, I guess. But you owe me big time.”

“Ah! You’re the best! Come over so I can go over some stuff with you, ok? Im leaving in a bit so…sorry to cut Luke Cage short.” He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and got up from the comfort of my couch. “I’m coming, i’m coming! I’ll be there in like 10 minutes.” I sighed as i shut off my tv and grabbed my keys from the hook on the door. I didnt even bother changing out of my house shoes. What the hell was i going to dress up for anyway? Johnny and I had been best friends for years. He’d seen me in every state of fashion, from glammed up to complete hobo and because he interrupted my comfy night in he was definitely getting hobo for his fashion evaluation.

“You’re amazing, babe. I’ll see you soon.”

“Yeah, yeah, bye.” I ended the call trying to push away that thoughts that were bubbling to the surface of my brain as soon as I heard him call me babe.  We never strayed too far from each other so the ride over to his apartment was fairly quick. When I got there he was waiting for me, bearded dragon in hand and his bright smile etched on his face like a happy puppy that was excited to see his owner. I gave him a quick side hug and kicked my shoes off by the door. “Ok, I have to admit he is pretty cute.” I smiled as Johnny held the bearded dragon in his large hands, his slender fingers scratching under his baby’s chin.

“He’s really sweet too. Do you want to hold him? He needs people time once a day.” He said.

I bit my lip nervously. “Uh…ok. i’ll try.” Johnny stepped closer to me, gently positioning the reptile in my hands. I mimicked the way he held ChiChi, supporting his belly and his head.

“See, it’s not so bad.” He leaned forward to place a kiss on ChiChi’s scaly head and instead crashed against my forehead.

“Ow! Johnny!” I winced, being reminded of his clumsiness.

“Sorry!” He instantly placed a kiss on my forehead, trying to soothe the bump that was surely starting to surface. “I was trying to kiss ChiChi but i guess you get one too.”

“You’re such a nerd, you know that.” I smiled up at him.

“Yeah but you love me anyway.” He returned my smile before heading over to his kitchen, rifling through the fridge to get out some vegetables. “Wanna practice feeding him?”

“Sure. He’s not gonna bite me is he?”

“He’s never bitten anyone in his entire life. He’s precious. Look, set him down.”

I eased the reptile onto the floor while Johnny dropped a frozen pea in the kitchen. ChiChi instantly scuttled across the wooden floor, the sounds of his claws taptaptapping away making me burst into laughter. It was the cutest and funniest thing I had ever seen. “Oh my god I love it!”

“See! You’ll be just fine with him. Besides you can always text me if you need anything while I’m gone.” He dropped another pea to the floor before heading over to his room to show me the tank set up. He rambled on for a bit, going over how i should feed ChiChi and showing me the container of crickets and worms he had for feeding which made me almost cry. I was sacrificing my disgust just to help him and his damn dragon. The things I did for him. I sighed as i tried to keep everything memorized so I wouldn’t end up accidentally murdering his baby.

“Ok so fruits and veggies tomorrow and crickets the day after?”

Johnny nodded. “Yeah that should be okay.” He looked down at his watch as it beeped. “Shit, i’m gonna be late for my flight. Thank you for watching him, seriously.” He kissed my cheek before sprinting out to the living room where his duffle bag was already packed and waiting. “I gotta go!”

I looked over at his bed and laughed. “Ohhhh Johnny, don’t you think you’re forgetting something?” I held out his camera bag which was basically his entire life (besides ChiChi).

“Fuck! Thank you!” He hauled hisduffle  bag over his shoulder and ran to me, smacking a kiss right on my lips before taking the camera. “You have the spare key so let yourself in and out! I’ll see you!”

I blinked, my body unmoving as I heard the door slam shut. Johnny was gone but his kiss left a lingering warmth on my lips that I had never felt before. I tried to shake it off- he was just rushing after all, he was caught up in the moment- but my heart kept on nagging me. ChiChi’s rapid scuttles broke me out of my trance and I picked him up gently, taking him over to the couch. “Do you like Luke Cage?”

I pretended that his reptilian silence answered my question. “Yeah me too. Guess it’s just you and me now bud.” I sat down and took out my phone, staring momentarily of the lockscreen picture of Johnny and I. I unlocked my screen and sent him a quick text telling him to be safe before turning on his tv. Hopefully this weekend would fly by quickly.

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