Drawn // Johnny Seo
Summary: Johnny has been trying to keep the urge to rip the perky little pink skirt off your tiny waist and tainting you, the 21-year-old daughter oh his best friend.
Genre: Smut, Rated R (18+), Bestfriend's Dad x Reader
Word Count: 5.9k words
Warnings: Best friend's DadxInnocent Reader, Dom!Johnny, Sub!Reader, Rough and hard sex, Spanking, Daddy kink, Oral (sjn receiving), Corruption, Fingering, Degradation, Edging, Multiple orgasms, Overstimulation, Dumbification
A/N: Hi, sorry for the wait haha. I've been busy with a lot of things. Hope you understand. I've earned a lot of feedback from the last smut I wrote. So I'm serving you a little something similar. Enjoy!
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The fluffy, pink rabbit ears fit flawlessly atop your head, completing the ensemble. You're standing in front of the mirror wearing a short pink top that covers most of your body, and an over-the-knee perky pink skirt. You pivot to the left and then the right, allowing the skirt to gradually lift and exposing the adorable white cotton underwear you're wearing below. Before you turn around and open your room door, you're smirking at yourself and running your hand down your skirt.
When you arrive downstairs, you hear your parents' voices plus a different, well-known voice. Deep but not too soft, and you already know who's downstairs in the kitchen, sipping coffee and grinning broadly.
Johnny Suh, you're Dad's best friend.
You smile broadly as you descend the stairs and hop a little as you get to the kitchen, where Johnny and your father, Jaehyun are seated. As you approach, your father turns to face you, grinning and giving you a little peck on the cheek.
You say, "Good morning, Daddy," in the kindest voice possible.
"Morning, sweetheart."
When you turn to face Johnny again, he gives you a kind smile. He licks his lips with his tongue, his eyes gleaming. His knuckles are going white as he holds onto the coffee cup in front of him. Even if your clothing doesn't leave much room for Johnny's imagination, he can't stop fantasizing about the pink articles that you're usually wearing, the tight top, and the tiny skirt that covers just a little bit more than half of your ass. And he goes crazy for the cute, fluffy bunny ears you're wearing.
You say, "Hello, Mr. Suh," grinning, and then you turn to prepare your breakfast.
Johnny had to cover up the moan that was beginning to rise in his throat. You can't address him by his last name and be naive at the same time. He had to recline on the chair as his pants are getting too tight and his dick is too painfully pressing against the material.
When you reach forward to get the cereals on the counter, it gets even worse. Johnny's eyes are locked on your ass and cunt, and he struggles to get himself to look away as your skirt slides up to expose your underwear. Fortunately, Johnny appears to be staring at Jaehyun, who is seated in front of him.
Taking the cereal and milk, along with a bowl your dad provided you, you head to sit next to Johnny and fill it up with everything while you silently sing. Later, Jaehyun tells Johnny something about the BBQ, but for now, Johnny is staring at you. You eat your breakfast and sing quietly, and he glances at you.
Your dad says, "I need to go shopping for that. Do you wanna come with me, sweetheart?" but you refuse to say yes.
You grin politely and explain, "I have to do a speech for university."
Johnny gives his lips another lick.
"I'll stay with her while you go and shopping," he informed your dad. "Don't worry she's in good hands."
Johnny urges your father to get everything ready. He couldn't help but think of how he wanted to break your innocence right now by bending you over the table. He can feel his dick twitch even more by the second in his pants.
What a fucking sight.
He thinks while thinking of gliding his dick in and out of you and hearing carnal sounds that come out of your lips.
Johnny and you are alone when your dad goes shopping. With a sly smile, he strokes his long, brown hair and scans the counter for everything you need for the grill. With your hands beneath your chin and your arms resting on the table, you're staring at Johnny. Your legs are swaying back and forth.
Johnny asks, "Do you want to help me, baby girl?"
"Yes, Mr. Suh."
As you make your way around the kitchen island, Johnny feels his dick hardening again.
Johnny is tall, with well-defined muscles, and his face is best viewed from above. He gestures to the bowls he needs from another counter, grinning. You turn around again and lean over to find some candies you wish to give him after nodding and giving them to him. You and your dad adore them, so perhaps Johnny feels the same way?
When you bend over, Johnny's eyes are immediately focused on your ass once again. He groans softly, and when you grab the sweets and turn back, you see the way his eyes darken. You're not sure why he groaned, but Johnny just bites his lips and looks your body up and down, then back into your eyes. His hand reaches out for you, grasping your waist and pulling you close against him.
"A sweet little pink diamond plug would fit perfectly into your pretty little ass."
"A- A pl- What?" You ask, and you narrow your eyebrows.
Johnny closes his eyes, swallowing the low groan. How can someone so sweet be so innocent at the same time? His grip tightens, and he slides his other hand along your side until his hand is placed on your ass.
“A plug, baby. Making you feel good here,” he says, slapping softly with his palm on your ass.
You gasp, looking up at him with a confused expression. Johnny slips his hand underneath your skirt, caressing the soft skin of your ass. You whimper. Johnny leans closer, kissing your nose and your forehead softly, while he slides his other hand to your ass cheeks as well. He then grabs them, pulling them apart and groaning when you press yourself more against him.
“Mr. S— Suh, what are you doing?” You ask.
Your eyes are widening, and Johnny can’t stop himself from groaning once again. His dick is leaking and pressing against his pants. You’re feeling something against your lower stomach; it’s big, and you wonder if he has his keys in his pants.
“Do— Do you have your keys in your pocket?”
“No,” Johnny says, chuckling about your innocence. “That’s my dick. Feeling how hard it is just for you?”
You shake your head.
Why should his cock grow because of you?
You didn’t do anything, so why should there be something he is getting hard from?
He leans down closer to your lips, and you can feel his hot breath on your lips. You close your eyes instinctively, and Johnny chuckles. You whimper when he doesn’t break the distance between your lips. When you close your eyes to look into his steel blue ones, he just grins at you.
“Please, Mr. Suh—“
“Call me daddy, please princess?”
You nod, confused about why he wants you to call him like you call your daddy but you don’t mind. You just want him to kiss you like you have always seen it in those romantic movies.
“And what do you want, baby girl?”
“C— Can you kiss me?”
He smirks, leaning in and capturing your lips with his. It’s a short but sweet kiss, and your knees are suddenly weak, and you feel a tingling feeling in your stomach. One that slides down between your legs and causes you to press your thighs together.
“You’re okay, baby?”
“It’s tingling,” you mumble, blushing.
“What’s tingling. Tell Daddy, where is it tingling?”
Johnny knows what you mean, but he wants to hear it from you. He wants to hear that innocent, sweet girl say that she is dripping her panties because of the big, broad men in front of him.
“Down there,” you say quietly, and turn your head away.
He lets go of your ass with one of his hands and grips your chin, making you look up at him again. His blue eyes piercing in yours, he smirks, while his thumb slides over your bottom lip, pressing into your mouth. You take it and twirl your tongue around his thumb, causing more tingles in your stomach. Johnny removes his thumb with a plop and licks his lips.
“Do you need help with that tingling feeling in your belly?”
You nod, your eyes pleading, "Uh-huh."
Johnny grabs you by your waist and lifts you, placing you on the surface of the counter. His hands slide up and down your thighs, closer to your pussy and he pushes your skirt up, revealing your wet panties. Johnny groans, getting on his knees and pushing his head between your legs. He inhales deeply when his nose touches your covered pussy. You shiver slightly, moaning about the sudden feeling of him between your legs. Johnny brings his hand to shove your panties away, and a low chuckle leaves his lips when he sees your dripping cunt.
“You’re so wet for me,” he says, kissing your pussy.
"Mhmm," ou moan softly.
His tongue glides through your folds, and you can’t help but grip his long hair, tugging at it. You’re not sure if you want him to continue or stop; it’s a new sensation and feels good and weird at the same time.
“D—Daddy, what are you doing?”
Johnny lets go of your pussy for a moment; this innocence of yours makes him so fucking desperate that he just wants to bend you over the counter and fuck you. He knows he would ruin you for everyone else. He wants you to be his, only his.
“I have to taste of your pretty little cunt, baby.” He lowers his head between your legs once again.
"Daddy's so hungry for you, pretty girl," He starts lapping at your pussy, making you moan and arch your back in pleasure.
Johnny’s stubble is scratching your thighs and clit slightly, masking the feeling even more intensely. A feeling you never had before grows in your stomach, and you worry for a moment since it feels like you need to pee. But Johnny’s grip on your thighs is so strong that you can’t move away to get down the counter and go to pee.
“Daddy—“ you moan, your eyes watering.
“What’s wrong, baby girl?”
“I— I need to pee.”
Johnny looks confused for a moment, removing his tongue from in between your folds. Instead, he shoves his chunky fingers along your folds, circling your entrance before he pushes a finger into your tight entrance.
“Don’t worry, baby. You don’t need to pee; let go for me. Can you do it?”
You nod, "Ye-oh, yes", and Johnny pumps his finger inside of you.
He hits your sweet spot, still tasting you on his tongue and lips. Your moan shamelessly, his finger moving slowly inside of your tight pussy, and he can’t help but imagine his cock in your pussy.
“Have you ever touched yourself?”
“N-no,” you swallow the pit in your throat. "No, Uncle Johnny."
Johnny almost comes in his pants when you tell him that you never touched yourself. You’re so fucking tight that he just wants to burry his huge dick into you, splitting you open. He pushes his finger deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot and making you almost scream. Johnny smirked, feeling you clench around him. He speeds up slightly, pushing another of his thick fingers into your pussy.
“Daddy, feeling that tingle so much.”
“Let go; come for Daddy.”
And you do.
You arch your back and come all over his fingers, creaming them in your slick while he fucks you with his fingers through your high. Your pussy is squeezing him violently, sucking him deeper into you.
“Good girl, such a good girl,” he praises.
He slowly pulls his fingers out of your cunt, making you whimper about the sudden emptiness. Your legs are shaking, and your breath is heavy while you look at Johnny. He brings his fingers to his lips and takes them into his mouth, sucking them clean while he groans about your sweet taste. You look at him, whimpering softly about the feeling growing between your legs. Something like desire, where you need Johnny to take care of your cunt.
“Daddy, that tingling—“
“Shhh— Daddy’s gonna take care of his pussy.”
You nod, pouting slightly, and Johnny chuckles. "Please, Daddy."
He gets off the floor and leans closer, capturing your cheeks with his big hands and pressing his lips softly on yours. His tongue glides over your lips; you part them slightly, and Johnny pushes his tongue into your mouth. His hands slide along your body, removing your panties. Then he unbuckles his belt and opens his pants before he slides them down, revealing his boxers with the outline of his fat, hard cock and a little spot where his tip is pressed against the fabric already wet from his pre-cum.
“Wanna see daddy’s fat cock, little girl?”
“I—“
Johnny doesn’t give you much time to answer; he hooks his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and shoves them down his thick thighs. He would love to take off all your clothes, would worship every bit of your body, and kiss every inch of your skin, but he is so desperate to feel you. And the outfit turns him on beyond belief. You look at his weeping cock, which just springs free; the tip is red, and you see the veins running along it. He sees the struggle in your eyes.
What should you do know?
Touch it?
Or let himself touch it?
“You can touch it; just be careful,” he says, holding out his hand to place yours into his.
When your small hand is placed in his big one, he walks a step closer, letting his fingers slide over the soft skin of his cock.
"Come on, sweetheart. It won't bite."
You follow every movement of your fingers with your eyes, furrowing softly while you’re concentrated on the way his tip feels. When you swipe your thumb over the slit, Johnny pushes his hips forward and groans.
“Do— Does it feel good?” You ask innocently and look into his eyes.
He nods, "Yeah, so fucking good," smirking when your smile grows.
You wrap your fingers around his huge length, pumping his cock slowly into your hand. Johnny throws his head back, thrusting it into your hand. When you see the way he reacts to your touches, you use your other hand and take his balls into it, grinning when he groans and hums in response.
When Johnny feels the pleasure in his belly growing, he takes a step back and pushes you by your shoulders down. You whimper, and when his cock taps your pussy, he is smothering his pre-cum all over your pussy. You’re wiggling your ass, earning a slap on your thigh. Tears build up in the corner of your eyes, and Johnny captures your cheeks with his hands, kissing you softly.
He then takes his cock into his hand, giving himself a few strokes and slapping the tip against your pussy, making sure it stimulates the sensitive bundle of nerves on your clit.
"Oh my," You moan softly, and he does it again.
Then he pushes his dick between your folds, still not entering you. With his thumb, he holds his dick in between your wet folds while he thrusts slowly forward. Your eyes are almost closed when his cock always hits your clit whenever he pushes forward.
"Oh, daddy," Your lips are slightly parted, and you whimper, gripping the surface of the counter to steady yourself. "Y/N feels so good."
Johnny grinds against you over and over again until you’re a moaning mess underneath him. Sweat is covering your forehead, and your hair is messy, but for Johnny, you’re beautiful as always. You mumble his name and ‘daddy’ over and over again. So cock drunk, and he hasn’t even pushed in yet.
Johnny loves the way you’re whimpering for more, pushing yourself against him even though you’re such an innocent little girl. Not really knowing what you're asking him for — for a fat cock that will ruin her tiny pussy for everyone else — just the thought makes Johnny come almost immediately.
“Do you want Daddy to make you feel good? Are you daddy’s little slut?” He asks, and you nod, slightly confused about him making you feel good and calling you a slut.
You don’t even know what the word means, but when he uses it, it’s probably nothing bad, right?
So you just nod, and Johnny smirks, still thrusting his dick through your folds and hitting your clit. Your moans grow louder, your back arches, and your legs are shaking when the feeling in your pussy appears once again.
“D—Daddy, so much tingling down there.”
“‘S okay, come for me, You can make a mess,” he says, smirking when you throw your head back.
Your walls are clenching, and your whines are needier when you come a second time. Johnny still moves his dick in between your folds, pressing his tip against your clit, causing you to inhale deeply and push your hips up to get more of his cock.
“Such a slut, trying to get my cock, huh?”
Your legs are shaking, and your chest raises and falls while you slowly clam down from your orgasm. Johnny didn’t come yet, and you wonder why he didn’t; maybe he doesn’t feel as tingly as you do?
“Daddy?”
“Mhm?”
“Don’t you feel tingly?” You ask, pouting slightly.
“I do. But my cock needs to be warm and wet, baby girl,” he explains with a grin.
Johnny’s hand is still holding his cock in between your folds, slapping it a few times on your pussy before he moves further down to your tight entrance. Even when it’s an odd feeling, it gives you at the same time pleasure when his dick touches your entrance. Johnny tries to push the tip of his cock into your pussy, but it doesn’t really work, and he immediately slips out of there.
“Aww, baby girl. Don’t you wanna have Daddy inside of you?” He asks, amused.
“I want to, Daddy,” you whimper, feeling the tears falling down your cheeks. "But you're too big for me."
“Shh— it’s fine. I will make it fit, baby,” he coos, caressing your cheek.
Johnny tries again, pushing his cock slowly into your tight entrance.
"Ouch," You grip his muscular arms, digging your nails into his skin while he stretches your entrance with his dick. "Daddy, it hurts."
You squirm, trying to escape the slight pain he causes in your pussy.
"Calm down, baby. Daddy's got you," Johnny’s just pushing a tiny bit into you before he pauses, your walls already clenching around him, squeezing his cock.
“Do you know that you make me go crazy with that little outfit? Or with all your outfits, showing almost your ass,”
“I— It’s so big, Daddy,” you mumble, digging your fingers even more into his arm.
Johnny smirks, leaning closer to capture your lips with his, soft and warm. When he leans closer, his dick slides deeper into your tight hole. You bite into his lip, causing him to chuckle. When he leans back, your eyes are almost closed. You moan, arching your back, and he pushes his tip completely into you. Johnny groans about the sudden tightness around his cock; you’re squeezing him, and Johnny just wants to push deeper into you, getting more of your warm, tight pussy.
“Breathe deeply, okay?”
You do, inhaling deeply, but it gets interrupted when you suddenly scream in pain. Tears are building in the corner of your eyes, and they roll down your cheeks. Your eyes are red, watering even more when Johnny doesn’t stop from pushing inside of you.
“Pl— Please, stop. M—My belly,” you whine, trying to get away from him while you’re still holding his arms.
“Sh— It’s okay, it feels better when I’m inside of you,” Johnny mumbles, smirking when you nod.
He didn’t know that your tears would make his cock twitch, but they do. You’re pretty when you cry because of his cock. When it’s because of him splitting you in half with his fat dick, turning you into his own little sex toy.
He knows he shouldn’t ruin you for another man, but he just can’t hold back when you’re underneath him with that cute outfit, the bunny eyes on your head, and the tears all over your cheeks while you take his cock like a good girl. And when he is the only one who fucks you, when he is the one who loves you, then he doesn’t ruin you for others because you’re his — and only his.
Johnny is just a bit deeper inside of you than he was before, with most of his cock still outside of your cunt. He wipes the tears on your cheeks away, kissing the tip of your nose, and continues to push into you. He is stretching you open in a way you never thought it could be possible to stretch something.
Johnny is huge; you feel the vein of his cock inside of you, and even though it burns, it kinda feels great.
“Doing so well for Daddy. You're Daddy’s good girl, aren’t you?”
You nod; the pain gets worse once he pushes himself faster into you. "Uhuh, I'm your good girl."
He just can’t and doesn’t want to wait to be completely in the warm wetness of your pussy. Johnny needs you to be inside your pussy, to clench around his cock, and to see more of those pretty tears of yours while he fucks you senseless. He wants to hear you screaming when you come all over his dick, making a mess and squeezing him even tighter.
“D—daddy,” you squeal when he grips your waist harshly to guide his dick better into you.
Johnny laughs, pulling you closer against him and shoving his cock deeper. Tears fall down your cheeks, and you squeeze your eyes shut while he rams his dick in your pussy. He is rough this time, not giving you time to adjust to his length. Johnny needs all of his control to not come immediately; you fit so perfectly around him, sucking him in, and the warmth that surrounds his cock makes him go crazy.
He digs his fingers into your soft skin, bringing his cock completely into your tight hole. You squirm, clenching hard around him, while he splits you open. You pussy burns, and you feel like your tight cunt just can’t get used to his fat cock.
“I’m sorry, baby girl." He inches in deeper in your soft warm walls.
"I just couldn’t hold back any longer."
"Shhhh— breathe; you’re doing so well."
"Taking Daddy’s cock like a good girl."
"You’re so pretty when you cry on my cock; you’re so pretty, baby,” he coos all his praises, leaning closer to kiss the tears away.
Even when you’re still crying, he kisses them away, making sure you’re feeling better with his dick inside of you. He knows he should pull out, give you time to adjust slowly, and work you open with his fingers, but he was holding back for so long, and he just wants to feel the warmth around his cock. The clenching feeling of you and the tears that cover your cheeks because he is just too fat for your baby cunt to take him.
“Daddy, I— I can feel you so deep in my belly,” you whimper.
“Yes. See that?” Johnny asks, pulling your shirt up and revealing your soft belly with the bugle of his dick. “That’s my cock.”
You whimper, sliding your head down to where his cock is visible. You slide your fingers over it and make him smile even wider.
He adores the way you’re looking so innocent and now with his cock inside of you, seeing him poking in your belly and touching the bulge he is causing with his cock. Johnny slowly pulls out of you, making you hiss about the sudden feeling. You whimper when you feel every inch of his cock moving inside of you.
“Nuuu—Daddy, please stay there.”
"Aww, do you need my cock inside of you? Pretty little slut for me,” he says, smirking when you nod eagerly.
He pushes back inside of you, and you immediately sigh in relief. His dick stretches you painfully, but when he pulls out, you feel so empty, and when he just stays like that, the pain slowly fades away. Johnny just pushes slightly forward and backward, making you furrow your eyebrows.
“Don’t! Daddy!”
“Oh— baby, not like that; be nice,” he says, bringing his hand to your pussy and slapping softly on it.
You gasp, your eyes watering, and Johnny does it again, causing more tears in your eyes. He then presses his thumb against your clit, circling it softly. You wiggle underneath him, and his dick slides deeper into you until he is balls deep inside your pussy. You squeeze him even more, and when he rubs circles on your clit, the feeling you had earlier appears once again in your stomach.
“Daddy— tingling.”
“It’s okay, come for daddy; come all around his fat cock, little slut.”
And you do, your walls clenching violently around his dick.
"Ugh,"
"Oh daddy,"
"So good,"
You’re moaning loudly, throwing your head back and pushing your hips more against him, and his fingers continue to circle your clit.
Johnny starts thrusting into you slowly and only a bit, but you feel every tiny movement of his cock and every vein along his shaft. His eyes are piercing in yours while he fucks you through your high.
“You’re squeezing me so fucking good, pretty girl.”
Johnny throws his head back when you look through your lashes at him. Your eyes are still filled with tears, but the desire in his eyes makes him thrust into you. You’re sucking him in every time he pulls out of you.
When another sharp pain suddenly appears in your skin, you look at the place where the two of you are connected. He slaps your pussy slightly, but enough to cause a sharp pain in your overstimulated pussy.
Johnny moves his hips at a steady but faster pace against yours. His balls are slapping against your ass whenever he thrusts forward. Your arousal is covering his dick; the sound when he pushes back into you makes him feral, and his thrusts are harder. The juice that is dripping out of you lands in his balls. They are heavy, and it gets even worse when he thinks about the way he is pushing his seeds into you.
“Feels so good—“
“Yeah? Are you daddy’s little slut?”
You nod, pushing yourself against him when he tries to pull out of you.
Johnny chuckles, slapping on your pussy once again, causing you to squeal and look at him with widening eyes.
“D— Faster, please.”
"Fucking hell," Johnny groans but obeys.
He is thrusting his dick faster into your tight cunt, making you cry on his cock even more. Your pussy slightly hurts, but the feeling of his cock inside of you feels just too good.
“You’re such a little desperate slut, so cock drunk, aren’t you, baby? Asking your dad’s best friend to fuck you like a little fuck toy.”
"Ahhh…" You whimper, and Johnny smirks, fucking harder into you, getting more of those sweet moans from you.
Johnny feels his dick twitch, your walls clenching and making it almost impossible for him to move inside of you. He circles your clit with his thumb once again, making your eyes shut up, and you throw your head back in pleasure.
“D— Please, I need to come,” you shout, your hands gripping his arm.
Your nails dig into his skin, and you’re feeling his grip on your waist tighten while he fucks you closer to your orgasm. Johnny isn’t far behind you; you feel just so perfect around his dick.
“It’s so sensitive, daddy,” you whimper.
He grins, pushing his thumb further down on your clit. Making you gasp and making eye contact with him.
“My pretty little slut. See, I’ve ruined you for every other man. You’re mine, aren’t you? Tell me you’re mine, and you can come.”
“I’m yours." You gasped breathlessly. "I’m yours, Daddy Johnny.”
He speeds his thrusts up, pushing harder into you.
Johnny loves to hear the soft whimpers and moans slipping over your lips while he fucks you like his little slut — the little slut you are for him. His dick is pulsing, and he is moaning low when you clench more than before.
Your legs are shaking, your bodies are covered in sweat, and his breath is just as heavy as yours. You’re just about to come, and Johnny knows.
He rubs his fingers over your clit, your eyes widen, and you come. Squirting all over his dick and making a mess. Johnny laughs, looking at your juices all over his dick and lower belly. He just comes a moment after you, pushing his cum deep into your tight hole and painting your walls with it.
“So— so sensitive, Daddy,” you mumble, letting your head fall down on the surface of the kitchen counter.
Johnny pushes his dick slower into you, riding both of your orgasms out while you try to catch your breath. His hand slides from your clit to your sides, caressing your soft skin while his dick softens inside of you.
“You’re doing so well. Squirting all over me. You’re all mine,” he says, leaning closer to kiss your lips. “But that’s our little secret, baby. I love you, my pretty girl.”
“I— I love you too, daddy.”
Johnny smiles; he helps you sit up and slips his cock out of you. You whimper about the emptiness inside your pussy. He then looks at your pulsing pussy, admiring the way your cum is dripping out of your cunt. He pulls you closer and grasps your tights to pick you up. He carries you upstairs to the bathroom, placing you on the toilet.
“You need to pee,” he says, turning around and walking out of the room.
He closes the door behind him and lets you pee. After you finish, you open the door quietly and look at the broad man who is standing with some new clothes for you in front of the door.
“Take a seat, and I will clean you, okay?”
You nod, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, and look at Johnny, who gets on his knees in front of you. He has a wet washcloth in his hand and spreads your legs, cleaning your thighs. Johnny moves his hand higher to your pussy, cleaning your folds and wiping your mixed juices from your pussy. You whimper, your cunt still sensitive from his dick inside of you.
“Daddy’s so empty down there.”
“It’s okay. Let’s just dress you, and then Daddy needs to clean himself. But I will put my dick into your baby cunt next time your daddy isn’t home,” he says, kissing the pout away from your lips.
After cleaning the two of you, you changed your outfit, still wearing similar clothes and the cute bunny ears on top of your head. Johnny was grabbing your ass when you walked past him out of the bathroom, smirking when you squirmed in surprise.
Now you’re sitting on the kitchen counter while Johnny stands between your legs, kissing your lips softly. His hands are on your waist, and his finger is digging into your soft skin.
“All mine, my little girl, my pretty girl,” he says, smirking when you blush softly. “Now let’s get the barbecue ready; otherwise, Jaehyun is going to ask what we did the whole time.”
You giggle, grasping his shirt to pull him closer and kiss him again. Johnny chuckles, then he pulls away and gets the barbecue ready.
“You’re so beautiful, my pretty girl,” Johnny tells you.
When he walks through the kitchen and reaches you, he kisses you softly while his hand trails along your thigh.
“I’m home!” Jaehyun shouts and walks toward the two of you.
You smile at him, your cheeks red, and Johnny smirks widely, but Jaehyun doesn’t say anything. It’s pretty warm in there, so he doesn’t even recognize what’s happened between you and Johnny. You had sex together, and he took your virginity and claimed you and your pussy as his. And even better, Johnny loves you; he really fell for you.
“I love you,” he mumbles into your ear while he walks outside with your dad.
“I love you too, Johnny,” you say, jumping off the counter.
Johnny’s grin gets wider when his name slips past your lips.
He is a lucky man to have such a pretty girl like you by his side.
