Alright, you fuckin' demon. Wanna give us some car sex with Johnny headcanons since you put THAT in my mind?
i would say im sorry but we already know by now that that would be a lie
He’s the type who drives with one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh, and he’d make it a regular enough habit that you’d never know when he’s gonna start some Business™.
He’ll start just above your knee, caressing and squeezing intermittently as his hand slowly creeps up to your upper thigh. He’ll feel you tense at the suggestive placement of his hand and smirk like the smug bastard he is.
Imagine this though: school girl uniform. He loves that shit – can’t get enough of how sexy your thighs look draped by the pleated hemline. Gives him easy access too, which he will take full advantage of.
He’ll tease your clit from outside your panties, enjoying how much you squirm, coyly asking “Something wrong, babe?”
And if you try to protest at all? “You seem to be enjoying yourself, so I don’t see the problem.” Smug bastard.
When he slides his hand into your panties and feels you though… oh boy. “So wet for me already? Damn babe, you must really want Daddy’s fingers in you, huh?”
As soon as he hears your whimper at those words, he’ll dip those long digits right into your heat and start pumping them at a steady pace, slipping them out once to make sure your clit is slicked up, before ordering you to touch yourself while he fucks you with his fingers.
When he feels you start clenching around him, he’ll quickly remove the wet digits from your dripping core and pull the car over into an empty parking lot, unhooking his seatbelt and staring you in the eye.
He’ll slowly unzip his fly and pull his erect cock out, slowly stroking himself with the slick you left on his hand. This will go on for only a few agonizing moments as he continues to stare into your blown out pupils, before he finally speaks a command…
“Get over here and ride me like the dirty slut you are.”
As soon as you straddle his lap, he’ll immediately yank you down onto his cock, sheathing himself deep inside you. He’ll have a grip on your hips so firm you’ll be feeling it the next day, and he controls your movements as he guides you up and down on his cock, releasing grunts and low moans and curses all the while.
“Fuck, babe. Shit. You feel so good for Daddy – fuck, so wet…”
And when he feels you close to finishing again, this time he lets you have your release, commanding you to cum for Daddy.
After you’ve climaxed, he’ll push you off his lap and back into your seat, still damp from your arousal before. He’ll grab you by the hair and force your head down, sliding his still-wet cock into your waiting mouth.
He uses his grip on your hair to once again guide you, this time fucking your face as he calls you a pretty whore, before finally letting out one final curse and spilling his hot seed deep into your willing throat.
“You were so good for Daddy, babe. So, so good.”
