Inspired by @hatsbuckets post here :) did my best to land a gn!reader so please let me know if it worked!
Johnny MacTavish x gn!reader, biting, little bit of possessiveness
You'd thought it was some silly in-joke, when you and Johnny finally became official and his team came and warned you about how bitey he could be.
"Just don't be afraid to throw a punch if he gets too much," Ghost had told you, dead serious. "Smack him in the ear, even- you're not as thick-skinned as us."
You'd scoffed and waved them off, grinning- you'd been sleeping together for weeks, and all you'd gotten were the sort of base-level nibbles at your throat, your lips, a cheeky little tug at your earlobe.
Then Johnny pins you to the bed, and presses kisses to your cheeks, your lips; you slide your tongue up his throat and feel the low moan vibrate down through you and into your belly. His teeth graze your shoulder, and you thought about what the others said-
And then his teeth sink in, sharp, at the same time that his hand slides between your legs, and you nearly levitate off the bed.
"What- Johnny-!" You gasp, and he moans and bites you again, lower, sucking at your chest and circling your nipple. The hand not stroking you- oh fuck- grips your thigh and shoves it open, his grip unshakeable, even as you try and kick free. The pads of his fingers knead the soft flesh and muscle, thumb finding the deep nerve running up your leg, and your spine lights on fire. Oh fuck, fuck-
"-fuck, Johnny, oh shit," you pant, and his teeth sink again into your ribs. You'd swear he was trying to chew on you, what the fuck. His body slides lower, still forcing your thigh open, you're so fucking turned on and surpriser and he's not stopping at all, just a series of deep, bruising bites, and you realize between each clench of his teeth he's panting your name, and "mine mine mine."
The fingers on your thigh press harder, and you squirm, hips bucking against his clever fingers, where he's making you so wet, so fast, you think about what Ghost said about throwing a punch but your arms are weak as Johnny puts his teeth into your other thigh.
He shakes his head around the mouthful of flesh, sucking and licking, and you're so turned on it hurts. He's right there, panting hot breaths on where you're so sensitive, and you look down over your body and see his eyes burning up at you, brilliant blue, and his tongue licks so slow and gentle over the tip of you that you keen.
You know what's coming. You see it when his lips part and those strong white teeth settle in against you, tucked deep between your thighs, and you must be crazy enough to love him because you gasp and moan and nod, give permission, and come with Johnny's teeth leaving a deep, swollen bite, marking you in the most intimate place he can.
He jerks off over the bite mark, and smears it in, and rewards you for being so brave by eating you out until you cry.
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