Quality Time
Johnny “Soap” MacTavish x Fem Reader
CW: Smut, no plot just filth, horny post
You and Johnny are “spending time together” like you normally do when you come over to his place after work. He’s sitting in front of the tv playing one of his shooter games that gets him all riled up, while you are on the couch indulging in one of your smutty books. You’re normally pretty good at tuning Johnny out when he’s fully raging, but this time he is just a little too loud. Your book had you so worked up, you needed him now! You look up and notice he has his headset on going off on someone, his Scottish accent even more pronounced the angrier he gets. Fucking perfect timing!
You put your book down on the couch and stand-up stretching. You walk over to him, straddle him, and wrap your arms around his neck, placing soft kisses along his jaw and neck, moaning slightly so his gaming friends can hear. He’s trying his hardest to finish off the round but struggles at your sudden need for his attention. He gives up, rips his headset off, and sets it down with the controller on the tv stand. You smile in his neck as you bite down. He grabs a handful of your hair and pulls you back crashing his lips against yours. “So needy lass” he says breaking your hungry kiss as his lips trail your jaw. “Mmhm” you respond by nodding and grinding your hips into him in a torturous motion.
Johnny lets out a groan as he grinds back into you, his lips back on yours. He kisses you with such need, you feel like you can’t catch your breath. He deepens the kiss, sliding his hands under your ass, grabbing your cheeks hard and lifting you up as he stands from his gaming chair. You wrap your legs around his thick waist and hook your ankles together, keeping him flush against you. Your hands are in his hair, tugging on the overgrown mohawk, groans and moans escaping his mouth into yours, as he walks to the couch behind you. He carries you effortlessly as if you weigh nothing. He stops in front of the couch and grabs the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head. His hand reaching behind you as he undoes your bra with one hand, showing off his skill. He throws your bra to the side, letting your heavy breasts fall from the restraining material. He drops you on the couch, not taking his eyes off you, drinking your beauty in. He bends down and crashing his lips on yours kissing and biting you hard. As you return his arduous kiss, you lift the hem of his shirt, removing it from his body in one quick motion, flinging it on the floor somewhere.
You reach for his joggers, but he pulls back shaking his head. “Let me take care of you.” He murmurs lips making their down your neck licking, biting, and kissing down the center of your body. He reaches your lower abdomen but is stopped by your leggings. He brings his face back up to you and kisses you, hungry for more. He dips his hand in to the front of your leggings, his fingers dipping in to your drenched panties. His finger slides effortlessly through your slick folds teasing your entrance and clit, giving you the perfect stimulation you crave from him. You whimper in to his mouth as he adds a second finger, moving your hips with the rhythm he has set. The wet noises and moans coming from you are downright filthy, but they’re music to Johnny’s ears. “Fuck lass you’re making a mess.” He whispers in to your ear. Right as you’re about to hit your high, he slips his fingers out and brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean. “Mmmm” he moans in approval.
He kneels in front of you and rips your leggings and panties off your body. You hear him groan as he takes in just how beautiful you look in that moment. He raises your feet planting them flat on the cushion, your legs bent and spread open for him. He wraps his arms around your hips and tugs you to him so your ass is as close to the edge as possible. You lean back keeping your eyes locked on him. He licks a stripe from the bottom of your slit to the top, circling his tongue on your overly sensitive clit. He repeats that motion, teasing you, knowing you like when he’s a little rougher with you. “Ah Johnny please.” You moan wanting him to give you more. He reaches up and grabs your thighs, pushing them towards your shoulders, exposing you even more to him. He continues his slow teasing when he suddenly takes you by surprise and bites your clit softly, making you jump. He wraps his lips around it and sucks. The pain followed by pleasure is a heady mix, pulling a moan from you that is embarrassingly loud. He starts ravishing you like he has been starved for weeks. You reach for his hair, grabbing a handful of his overgrown mohawk and push him in to you deeper, wanting that release you’re craving. He slides a finger in to you and that was your undoing. “F-fuck joh-john, ah I’m-” you moan as your impending orgasm hits you. He keeps his mouth on you through your orgasm and keeps working his fingers in you. Even after coming down from the high you hit, he continues to ravish you with his mouth. “John! Fuck! I-I can’t” you beg him, “Please!” He’s pushed you to your limits before, but not like this. You can hear him moaning in to your sopping pussy as he continues eating you up.
Next thing you know, he’s coaxing another orgasm out of you. You lose complete control and are a quivering mess. Your legs shake uncontrollably, your moans louder than they have ever been, as if a porn star has taken over you. A gush of slick wetness leaves your body soaking Johnny. You lay back on the couch completely spent and try to catch your breath, blushing in embarrassment at what just happened. Johnny licks his lips and looks like he is the happiest man in the world. “Now thas a grand finale…”
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