Good morning
18+ / MDNI
| Pairing: John Carter er x Reader
Summary: A soft, sultry morning turns into something much more intense as John wakes up still buried inside you
Warning: 18+, Smut, (Minors DNI), Unprotected piv, cockwarming, creampie, (please if you don't feel comfortable with this don't read it)
Notes: It's my first work and english isn't my fist language. Still I hope you like It :)
Last night was another of the many nights John spent at your place — and let’s just say, you didn’t waste the time.
John began to stir slightly as the first faint light of dawn crept through the bedroom windows, casting a soft, ethereal glow across the sheets and the naked, entwined bodies of the two of you. He sighed softly, savoring how good your skin felt against his.
His eyes fluttered open, immediately seeking the beautiful face of the woman draped across his chest. A slow, lazy smile spread across his lips as he took you in. Drunk in love, his hands began to wander, caressing your body. He could feel his cock, still nestled deep inside you, beginning to swell again at the intimate contact — already aching to make love to you once more.
"Good morning, beautiful," John murmured.
You groaned in response, too sleepy to care or understand.
“Shhh, it’s okay, baby. Go back to sleep,” he whispered, his voice a low, soothing rumble. He pressed a tender kiss to your temple, one hand drawing slow, gentle circles on your hip. “It’s too early for that pretty little mouth to be complaining. I’d rather hear it moaning my name.”
And with that, your senses slowly returned. You could feel the heat building between you again, already catching on to John’s intentions.
“Besides,” he continued, voice darker now, “I know a much better way to wake you up. A way that’ll have you screaming, and shaking, and coming all over me.”
He rolled his hips forward, grinding his now fully erect shaft deeper into your warm, sensitive walls. You gasped, a sharp breath escaping your kiss-swollen lips at the sudden, delicious stimulation. A wicked grin curled his mouth as he felt you instinctively clench around him — your body already eager for more, even as your mind remained fogged with sleep.
“John—” you moaned, your voice barely a whisper, lost in the feeling of him inside you.
“I’m going to fuck you awake, sweetheart,” he promised, beginning to move his hips in slow, deep thrusts that made your whole body tremble. You whimpered softly, muffled moans escaping your throat. God, it felt good — the way his cock filled you, disappeared between your folds, again and again. Overwhelmed by the sensations, your hips began to move, desperate for more friction.
He felt every movement you made — grinding against him, drawing him closer to the edge. But he wasn’t going to let go. Not yet. Not until you came undone on his cock.
“Just like that, sweetheart,” he groaned, picking up his pace.
“Oh John—f–uck,” you moaned, needing more, needing control. You lifted yourself up, riding him, your hips moving up and down his glistening length. His eyes darkened, nearly black, drunk on the sight of your body bouncing on top of him, your pussy gripping his cock so fucking tight.
The heat between you intensified, your movements becoming more frantic, more needy. His hands gripped your hips, hard enough to leave bruises. “Oh fuck—John.”
He could feel how close you were, your walls pulsing around him. Sliding his hand between your bodies, he found your clit and rubbed fast, tight circles against it.
“John, I’m gonna—” you gasped, but your words were lost to a perfect thrust of his hips.
“I know, princess. Just let go.”
And you did.
Your body shattered around him, your first orgasm of the day crashing through you. John followed seconds later, groaning as he gripped your hips, holding you flush against him while he spilled inside. He pressed wet kisses to your neck and collarbone, still catching his breath.
“So pretty. My pretty girl.”
You collapsed on his chest again, skin warm against his, utterly blissed out — soaking in every last ounce of how good he made you feel.
