yes, sir
🌙 starring. Johnny Suh x afab!Reader
🔮 preview. You wonder if Johnny is vocal in bed. He’s a quarterback and used to leading with authority and confidence. Would he be good at dirty talk? You’ve heard from your friends that many of these frat boy football players are kind of lame in the imagination department, that sex is often wordless and entirely physical… but as someone who has spent her entire life in her head and not her own body, you’ve started to realize that having a partner who talks to you and puts your mind at ease when you lose your virginity is something that would be important.
tw/cw. Virgin!reader, loss of virginity, masturbation, mentions of porn, reddit sex audios, sex proposition, heavy foreplay, oral, fingering, squirt, multiple reader orgasms, protected sex, huge dick!Johnny, ‘we’ll make it fit’, pussy stretching, mutual orgasms, praise, dirty talk, slight sir kink, soft dom!Johnny, body worship, breast worship, slight religious themes, etc… I pet names: (hers) Princess.
👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 9.6k
🍭 aus. Non idol au, frat au, brother’s best friend, virgin reader, football player!Johnny, Cheerleader!Y/N, etc…
☀️ mlist + an. So the smut scene is 4.8k which is one of the longest I’ve ever written, but I wanted to go back to my frat roots and do a virgin reader with a soft dom who ensures she has the perfect first time, you know, something you can only find in fanfic ;)
One:
There’s nothing like cheer practice the day after a successful game. While many don’t consider cheerleading as an actual sport, the smell of sweat and astroturf that floods your senses as you finish the new routine would beg to differ.
As the practice winds down, you grab your duffel bag with a few of your teammates, falling into stride with Yeji and Yuna.
“Johnny was on fire last night,” Yeji breathes, fanning her chest before taking a large gulp from her water bottle.
“He’s the best quarterback we’ve ever had,” Yuna agrees, pulling her sweat pants on over her shorts. “But I still think Jaehyun is the one to watch.”
“Yeah, because you're obsessed with him,” Yeji scoffs, undoing her ponytail and letting her curled hair fall perfectly down across her shoulders. “Ever since he took you to Spring Formal last year and you sucked him off under the bleachers afterward.”
“He’s got a really pretty dick,” Yuna smirks.
You shake your head, laughing a little at how vulgar your beautiful, innocent-looking friends can be. Most of the girls you’ve met, especially in your sorority, are as dick-motivated as your family's golden retriever had been food-motivated while you grew up.
Sometimes, the difference between you and your fellow female classmates can be jarring.
You grew up in a church-loving home, with the values of Christianity instilled in you for as long as you can remember. Becoming a second-year university student, and a virgin no less, has been a major adjustment from the Catholic school atmosphere you thrived in during your girlhood.
In fact, if your elder brother, Mark, hadn’t already been in this university, your parents never would have allowed you to enroll here. It’s far from your family, far from the small town where you grew up, and the adjustments you’ve had to make are palpable.
You follow Yeji and Yuna out past the gym where the football team trains, and through the glass windows looking into the area, your eyes are drawn to Johnny.
He’s in a red muscle shirt, the colour and emblem of your university as clear as day. Johnny is an all-American style quarterback, filled to the brim with school spirit, testosterone, and a cheeky, joking personality that draws all eyes to him regardless of the situation.
Goodness, he’s so attractive.
It makes your knees weak sometimes. It makes you question the way you were raised, the values you hold near and dear to your heart, regardless of how outdated they have clearly become.
“Don’t let him catch you looking,” Yeji snickers, elbowing you gently before looping her arm with your own. “You may be his frat brother’s little sister, but I don’t think Johnny cares about that.”
“What do you mean?” you ask, flustered.
“She means,” Yuna pipes in, “that if you’re interested in Johnny, he’d take you for a spin, and we all know how hard it would be for you to say no to him, even with your whole chastity vow thing.”
Your crush on Johnny is no secret amongst your best friends. They saw through you the very first game of the season, when your eyes were only drawn to the handsome quarterback.
You can’t help but sigh as you exit the gym area, and the three of you begin to walk back to your sorority house.
“I feel bad for you sometimes, babes,” Yeji muses, pulling you even closer to her side. “I understand you were raised with the whole ‘no sex until marriage’ thing, but that’s like… lowkey, extremely hard to do unless you’re… I don’t know, a Mormon or something.”
You chuckle a little at her words. “It’s definitely difficult.”
“But hey, you’re here now,” Yuna says. “Your family is far away. If you want to let loose a little, you can.”
“Yeah, it’s not like Mark would ever snitch on you, after all, he might have a reputation as being the ‘Good Little Christian Boy’ at his frat, but we all know he’s still not entirely perfect, especially when it comes to women.”
It’s true. While you’re not super close with your sorority sister, Ryujin, you know Mark is absolutely obsessed with her. They have something of a secret relationship going on, although you’re not entirely sure who it’s a secret to, given the fact that practically everyone in the Greek system knows they’re dating.
You suppose holding firm with chastity is no longer something that can be enforced on you, and you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t considered relaxing a little on the firm rules you were raised with.
Johnny being as sexy and charming as he is doesn’t make being a good, Christian, virgin girl easy, that’s for darn sure.
Two:
Although Yeji has an eye for athletes, she’s recently taken a liking toward your brother’s roommate, a frat boy by the name of Lee Donghyuck. He’s a film major and had caught Yeji’s eye when they shared a class last term.
They can both be fiery and mischievous, and you have to remind yourself to breathe every time you’re in a room with the two of them. The back and forths can get a little out of hand, but as you sit in your brother’s room with his friend Hyuck and Yeji, you remind yourself that you’re supporting a sister by being here, even if you don’t really have any ‘wing-woman’ duties.
Hyuck is a flirt, and he basks in the attention of both you and Yeji, leaning back on his bed with a knowing smirk after setting Yeji off into a rant about the best directors of the past decade.
“What do you think, Little Lee?” Hyuck asks, his gaze shifting to you. “Tarantino, Noland, or Anderson?”
“Huh?”
“Tarantino is the foot fetish guy, Noland is the war dude, and Anderson is the weird one who made that Asteroid alien movie with Scarlett Johansson,” Yeji explains.
You look blankly at the two of them. “Maybe I’m not the best person to have an opinion on this,” you say awkwardly.
As Hyuck opens his mouth to - most likely - grill you some more, the door to the room is pushed inward, and a familiar face looks inside.
“Oh, hey,” Johnny smiles, stepping into the space. “I didn’t realize you guys would be in here.”
“You looking for Mark?” Hyuck asks nonchalantly.
“As always,” the tall quarterback laughs, running a hand through his hair. He’s in a basic red t-shirt, but goodness, the way his biceps flex when he moves…
“Mark is with Ryujin tonight,” Hyuck says. “They’re not big partiers, and Ryujin’s sorority is empty right now since all the girls are here tonight.”
“I can see that,” Johnny grins, his eyes shifting from Yeji to you. “Hyuck’s not grilling you two that hard, is he?”
“They’re talking about war, toe, and alien movies,” you say, still not entirely sure what their conversation had been about just before Johnny arrived.
“War, toe, and alien movies,” Johnny chuckles.
“There’s more to it than that!” Hyuck insists.
The elder fratboy holds up a hand. “I’m sure there is, but I’m not getting roped into this.”
You can’t stop staring at Johnny, no matter how much you try to tear away your gaze. You can feel heat rising to your cheeks, embarrassment that he has such a hold over you.
There’s a friendliness between you and Johnny, but sometimes, you worry he will only ever see you as Mark’s little sister, despite what your friends think.
Three:
You’re in the gym, and if your heart hadn’t been racing enough already, your entire body reacts when Johnny shows up.
You do your best to focus on the stair master, to keep your breathing even, but your gaze continues to shift to the mirrors where you have a perfect view of the quarterback as he lifts free weights.
Drool keeps accumulating in your mouth with every bicep curl, and the heat that begins to surge through you isn’t due to the exercise. You can feel your panties getting wet from just the few glimpses you’ve had of this godlike man as he does his usual warm-up.
Johnny is just so beefy, but he’s lean too, a perfect physique if you’re being honest with yourself.
Just when you think the situation can’t get any sexier, another footballer shows up.
Jung Jaehyun is arguably just as attractive as Johnny, although they have different draws.
Where Johnny is masculine and rakishly charming, Jaehyun is a bit more on the pretty side, but his smile and dimples have won over more women than you can even count.
You wonder in what ways their differences would show up in another setting… say… the bedroom.
From what limited experience you have with sex, you draw on information you’ve gathered from fellow sorority sisters. They’ve talked at length about dominant men, about givers and takers, and you decide that Johnny might be more of a giver, and Jaehyun more of a taker.
Johnny probably wouldn’t even make you lift a finger, but if Yuna’s story about sucking Jaehyun off under the bleachers is to be believed, then perhaps he may prefer receiving.
It’s not something you judge Jaehyun on, to be sure, but as a virgin, part of you has always imagined your first time with a man being focused on you and not on him. Although perhaps there’s a selfishness in your own view of sex, so you’re careful not to throw a stone at Jaehyun from your glass house.
You wonder if Johnny is vocal in bed. He’s a quarterback and used to leading with authority and confidence. Would he be good at dirty talk? You’ve heard from your friends that many of these frat boy football players are kind of lame in the imagination department, that sex is often wordless and entirely physical… but as someone who has spent her entire life in her head and not her own body, you’ve started to realize that having a partner who talks to you and puts your mind at ease when you lose your virginity is something that would be important.
You’re not sure when you’ll fold and let your cherry be popped, but when it happens, you want to be able to enjoy it, and sweet talk can definitely diminish the anxiety you’ve become so prone to.
As you think about sex with Johnny, your core begins to throb, and with your annoyance, you decide to refill your water bottle. Some cold water is just what you need to reset, and as you stand by the fountain, the very man you’re trying not to think about appears beside you.
“Hey,” Johnny grins, turning to lean with his back against the wall so he can have a full view of both you and the gym. “How did you like the party the other night?”
“It was alright,” you say, forcing a smile even as your body heats to extreme temperatures at the fact that you’re in close proximity to your crush.
“So… toes, war, or aliens?” Johnny jokes.
You can’t help but laugh, finishing with your water bottle and screwing the cap on tight. “Still undecided. You?”
“Toes, definitely,” the quarterback scoffs as if it’s the most obvious answer in the world, and your stomach erupts in butterflies at the slightly suggestive undertones of his words. “So… Yeji and Haechan, huh?”
“You noticed that?”
He shrugs. “I notice what most of my younger frat brothers are up to; none of them are that good at hiding things.”
So he’s funny, extremely good-looking, and intelligent.
“However,” Johnny says nonchalantly, “you’re not as easy for me to read.”
“Oh?” You can’t look at him, so you avert your eyes as a flustered feeling surges through you.
“I would bet you don’t have much experience with men,” Johnny continues. “Not that you have to confirm it or anything.”
So he knows you're a virgin, or at least, he suspects it. You’re not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing… but it shows he’s been thinking about you… So that must be a good sign, right?
“I wasn’t aware you were paying such close attention to me,” you stammer meekly.
“It’s hard not to. I’ve got a thing for cute girls, but I guess I’m not unique in that way.” Johnny lets out a chuckle, his aura confident and unbothered at the admittance that he’s interested in you.
You wonder what it’s like to be so sure of yourself, to have no fear about speaking your mind.
Your own lips part to respond, but no words come out, and your skin heats even more.
“Anyways, I just wanted to say hi,” Johnny smiles, pushing off from the wall. “I’ll see you around.”
“Okay,” you fumble out, still hardly able to meet his gaze.
You can tell from the grin on his face that he knows the effect he’s having on you, and with a wink, he goes back to the free weight section of the gym.
After a moment of awkwardly standing by the water fountain, you go and collect your things, too overwhelmed to continue your workout.
As you walk back to the sorority, you think about Johnny, about chastity, religion, and how viable it is to be a virgin until marriage in this day and age.
If there is ever a place to experiment, a university is the perfect location to find yourself, or so people say.
You’re not in church anymore; maybe it’s time to start enjoying your freedom.
Four:
As you settle in for bed, you notice your roommate isn’t here, and one quick text confirms she’s sleeping at a girlfriend’s place while they study for an exam. So, this is a semi-rare occasion where you have your space to yourself, and after the day you had at the gym and your run-in with Johnny, your skin is still hot in a way that a cold shower can’t fix.
You toss and turn, trying to get comfortable, but images of bulging biceps and Johnny’s sexy grin torment you every time you close your eyes.
With a loud groan, you sit up, heart thumping in your chest.
Yeji had told you once about ‘dirty audios’ on Reddit. She’d mentioned that if porn still feels too foreign and sinful, maybe audios could be a route you’d be interested in.
You’re at war with yourself, but soon, your horniness wins, and you grab your phone, doing a quick search. You’re not really sure what you’re looking for, but after a little bit of scrolling you realize “[M4F]” means male for female, as in, an audio made by a man for a woman listener. The audio posts have all sorts of other tags, things like “[Mdom]”, “[Slutty Mswitch]” and “[Msub]” which you quickly realize are there to help figure out the dynamic between the male in the audio and you as a listener.
You decide you want to find an “[Mdom]” audio, and finally, one post catches your eye.
[M4F] “I’ll talk you through it” with Your Guy Friend [soft Mdom] [Dirty Talk] [Masturbation] [Mutual Masturbation] [Voyeurism] [Whining] [Begging] [Not Touching You] [Obsession] [Push It In For Me] [Fingering] [Passionate].
With a deep breath, you open the post and press play on the audio.
“There’s nothing to be ashamed about,” comes an unfamiliar voice. “You know… lots of girls have uh… you know, not touched themselves… not been touched.”
Wow, it’s already feeling close to home, and it makes your skin tingle as you close your eyes, getting comfortable in bed. You try to imagine Johnny, and while the voice is clearly not his, you feel yourself begin to relax even amongst your embarrassment. Resorting to this kind of thing is not something you ever thought you’d be doing, but you’re just so horny…
“I could talk you through it if you want. Get it out of the way. Make you more comfortable. We can go slow to start, like, maybe touch your chest through your shirt.”
You swallow thickly, following the instructions. Your hands slowly glide up to your breasts, and you begin to massage yourself. Even through the fabric of your sleeping shirt, it feels good to be doing this, and there’s a spark of interest in your core at the realization that you enjoy following instructions.
“That’s it, Princess. Feels good, huh?” The man on the audio takes a shaky breath, and you can almost imagine Johnny reacting to you this way. “What if you try under the shirt now? Do you want to be a good girl for me and give it a go?”
Your body reacts before your mind can register it, your hands slipping under the fabric of your shirt as if they have a will of their own.
You stifle a whimper, brushing your hard nipples, your core throbbing already.
“Just like that. You look so fucking good for me, Princess. Do you… fuck, you’re so hot, do you mind if I touch myself too?”
You bite your lip at the thought of Johnny being so horny from the vision of you that he has to play with his own cock, and you wonder how big he is. Perhaps choosing a large man to lose your virginity to isn’t a good idea, after all, Yeji and Yuna have talked about dick size before, and how hard it can be to have sex with a ‘well-endowed’ man.
The man in the audio moans, and the sound makes you wet, sparking tingles through your whole body. You wonder how Johnny might sound when he moans, and a shiver runs through you at the thought.
“Your hands can go lower. Actually. Fuck this, I want to see you touch yourself, properly. I know I said I’d go slow, and if this is too fast… fuck, I just, I want to see you. You can do that for me, right, Princess?”
You release your breast, pushing your hand between your thighs, rubbing yourself through your sleeping shorts and holding back a whimper.
“Fuck, just like that. Rub your clit for me.”
It’s a foreign sensation, but it makes your toes curl.
“Imagine it’s me touching you, Princess, my hands are so much bigger than yours.”
God, Johnny’s hands are rather large, you’ve seen how they look on a proper sized football.
“Keep going, I bet you’re so sensitive, I bet you can cum just from this, huh? I want you to cum from your pretty fingers on your clit.”
Your muscles begin to strain, an unfamiliar feeling building in the pit of your stomach. But now is not the time to stop, if anything, you unconsciously apply more pressure, chasing the fantasy of an orgasm.
The man on the audio continues to dirty talk, but by now, your mind is completely fixated on Johnny, on the way he looks with sweat dripping off his brow, a grin on his lips after a successful game of football-
Before you can even think, your core clamps down on nothing, waves of euphoria tearing through you and ripping your breath away.
You pull back from your core, the pleasure almost too much to handle as you writhe against the bed, fighting back the sounds that threaten to tumble out of you.
You’re gasping, mind and body numb even as the audio continues. But you don’t need any more, you don’t want the rest of the audio, you just want to calm down a bit and sort out how you’re going to make this fantasy with Johnny into a reality.
Five:
It’s been two weeks since your run-in with Johnny in the gym, two weeks of you lusting and considering options. Tonight, you’re at a party in Johnny’s frat, and you have a determination coursing through you like never before.
“I can’t believe you’re finally doing this,” Yeji grins as she and Yuna help you search the house for the tall quarterback.
“And with Johnny,” Yuna pipes in.
“He still has to say yes to my proposal,” you point out.
“Your sexual proposition,” Yeji teases, jutting her sharp elbow into your side with a wink.
“Of course he’ll say yes,” Yuna huffs as you finish searching the entire first floor, where the party is raging. “He’s interested in her too; he made that clear.”
The three of you have spent many nights going over your gym conversation with Johnny, dissecting all the meanings behind what he said about liking ‘cute girls.’
The anxious part of you had tried to excuse his words, but Yuna, ever the realist, had drilled into you that Johnny had been shooting his shot. She’d mused that he was probably being careful not to be too overbearing, as he’d acknowledged your lack of experience in the dating sector.
“Where is he, though?” Yeji groans. “I haven’t seen Hyuck or Johnny.”
“I’ve got my eye out for Yuta,” Yuna muses.
“Since when?” Yeji laughs. “Haven’t you always liked Jaehyun?”
“Meh.” Yuna shrugs casually, flipping her long, dark hair over her shoulder. “I’ve decided after watching the budding sexual liberation of our good Christian girl that maybe I should be a little freakier too.”
“Well, Yuta’s definitely the man to go for if you want freaky,” Yeji grins.
“I think they’re probably in their rooms,” you note, still focused on your task. “We should all split up.”
“You don’t need girl support?” Yuna questions.
“I think I’ll be okay.”
The three of you nod to each other, and with that, you hurry up the stairs to the top floor, where Johnny’s room is.
You find his door open, and when you peek inside, you see Johnny standing there, looking down at his phone. With a deep breath, you step inside.
“Hi,” you say shyly, your confidence dissipating now that you’re in the same room as your crush.
“Oh,” Johnny looks up at you, a grin immediately appearing on his face. “Hi, Princess, I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight.”
“No? Why not?” You slowly close the door behind yourself, leaning back against it.
He shrugs. “Kind of figured I scared you away, haven’t seen you since the gym two weeks ago.”
“I’ve just been busy,” you tell him, skin heating.
In truth, you have been kind of avoiding him. You’ve been experimenting more with dirty audios, and you haven’t felt ready to face the man behind your fantasies… but now you are. Now you’re more ready than you ever have been in your entire life.
“So… what can I do for you?” Johnny asks, slipping his phone into his back pocket.
“Well,” you release a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said at the gym. About how it’s clear I don’t have much experience with men, and how you like cute girls-”
“How I pay attention to you because you’re a cute girl,” Johnny corrects with a grin.
You can feel yourself getting flustered, and you look away from Johnny, swallowing the lump in your throat. “Yeah, well… I guess, I guess I was thinking maybe… maybe since I’m in university, I should experiment a little.”
“Experiment?” Johnny cocks a brow.
You nod, skin now burning hot. “I was wondering… if maybe… maybe you would kiss me?”
Johnny takes a step forward, and you back against the door, body reacting out of the fear you’ve held your whole life in regard to the negatives of not being abstinent.
He slowly takes your hand, and you force yourself to look up at him.
“Have you ever been kissed, Princess?” he asks softly.
You nod. “Once, at Christian summer camp.”
“You’ve only ever been kissed just once?” Johnny lets out a shocked laugh. “You know, Mark has told us about your family, about the rules and the chastity that was instilled in you since you were young. Are you sure you want me to kiss you? I wouldn’t want to be…” he moves even closer, his voice lowering, “stealing your innocence.”
You can feel your mind going fuzzy at the close proximity to your ultimate crush, the man you’ve been dreaming about for weeks.
“I want you to steal my innocence,” you whisper dumbly, echoing his words without a second thought.
He looks into your eyes, one hand reaching up to cup your cheek.
Your lips part unconsciously, your entire body frozen as you wait for Johnny to choose what happens next.
“We can go slow,” Johnny assures you. “I’ll take care of you. After all, it’s just a kiss.”
“It’s just a kiss,” you repeat, realizing that your whole sexual proposition plan has somehow boiled down to ‘just a kiss’ and not the entire action of intercourse.
But you’re not complaining, especially not when he slowly closes the gap between your lips.
Your eye lids flutter closed at the contact, your breath catching. Johnny gently grabs your waist with his free hand, tugging you closer to his large body and making you let out a squeak.
He grins into the kiss, gently suckling your lower lip into his mouth.
Your entire body feels like it’s buzzing, and after not knowing what to do with your hands, you force yourself to relax, your palms making contact with his shoulders as you attempt to pull him even tighter against your aching form.
Johnny complies, and the kiss deepens, his lips moving against yours in a way that you somehow instinctively react to. Your mouth parts a little more, and his tongue gently explores your own, making you whimper desperately, clinging to the tall quarterback.
You can already feel how turned on your body is, your panties getting wetter by the second-
Someone knocks on the door right behind you and you tug away from Johnny, fear at being found out in your most vulnerable state surges through you.
Johnny lets out a sigh of annoyance, keeping his arm wrapped around you like a protective shield. “Who is it?” he calls.
“Come drink with us!” someone shouts, and Johnny shakes his head at the interruption.
“In a minute!” he responds. Then his attention shifts down to you. “You know, I couldn’t tell you’d only ever kissed one other guy.”
“Huh?”
“You’re a natural,” Johnny grins, gently pinching your chin and tilting your head up so he can press his lips to yours again.
Your body melts in response, knees feeling weak, and another small whimper slips out of you.
Johnny lets out a growl, and you can tell it takes effort for him to tear himself away from you. “We should continue this another time,” he tells you. “You know, if you’re interested in more than just kissing. I meant it when I said I’d take care of you.”
“I-” your throat feels like it’s closing, and you have to swallow thickly just to collect yourself. “I would like that.”
“Give me your number, Princess,” he instructs, and as soon as he’s pulled his phone out of his pocket, you blurt out the digits, skin hot, heart racing. “I’ll text you,” Johnny promises, leaning down to press one more kiss against your lips. “But tonight, you should just enjoy the party.”
You understand he probably doesn’t want your first time to be in the middle of a frat rager, and you can admit to yourself that there’s definitely something lack luster about this atmosphere for a cherry pop.
But try as you might, as you and Johnny head down to join the festivities, your soaked panties are a constant reminder of the taste of pleasure you’d received from Johnny. And if you’d thought you’d been horny listening to those NSFW audios on Reddit, well, this is a hundred times more intense than that.
Six:
Coordinating with Johnny has felt scandalous, but it’s also felt calming in some ways. He’s extremely aware of your situation, aware of helping you explore your sexual fantasies in a safe environment. While he has his own room in the frat due to his standing, Johnny knows it would be awkward for you to show up and run into Hyuck, Jaehyun, or - God forbid - your own brother on your way in or out of his room.
After discussing schedules, Johnny selects a time where the frat is most empty, and with a racing heart and shaky knees, you make your way over to see the Quarterback.
He meets you on the front porch of the frat, and with a soft kiss on your cheek to say ‘Hello,’ he takes your hand and leads you through the deserted house. You can’t believe your luck in making it up to his room without running into a single other person, and you breathe a sigh of relief as he locks the door behind you.
“So, I’m going to be honest, if drinks or a party aren’t involved, initiating a kiss can be awkward, which is why I can lead all of this until you want otherwise,” Johnny tells you. “If you feel shy or anything, just remind yourself that I’m here to help you, and I’m not the judgmental type.”
“Okay,” you nod, swallowing thickly.
“Now that that’s out of the way…” Johnny flashes a grin, and then he grabs you by your hips and tugs you to his chest. His lips press against yours, and as you had the first time you’d kissed him, you allow your body to naturally relax against his, to follow his lead and trust that Johnny wouldn’t guide you astray.
You love the way your body lights up when he touches you. His palm is warm against the small of your back, keeping you pressed to his broad chest. His other hand is cupping your cheek, which makes this whole situation quite intimate as opposed to being just a proposition to lose your virginity.
And the way he kisses you takes your breath away. He’s not forceful, but he’s in control. You can tell he’s used to being lead, and you’d be lying if you said your natural inclination isn’t to be submissive.
This is just so easy, and your mind starts to relax the way your body is.
You remind yourself that Johnny doesn’t judge. And from the way he groans as he tugs you toward the bed, you know he’s enjoying this just as much as you are.
“We don’t have to go fast,” Johnny breathes heavily when he breaks the kiss to sit onto his bed, looking up at you with blown pupils. His hands slide down to the back of your thighs, and he guides you to get on top of him.
You’re a bit clumsy, but his strong embrace helps you get settled on top of him, and he helps move your hands to his shoulders for a stronger anchor.
“Just like that,” Johnny tells you, grabbing the back of your neck to draw your lips to his again.
You slowly get more comfortable, sitting down in his lap, and that’s when you notice something poking you.
You break the kiss to look down and realize he’s already hard, and a shiver runs through you.
“I guess I should probably ask,” Johnny muses as his lips find your throat, one of his hands gripping your thigh, “how much experience do you have with this sort of thing?”
“None,” you admit.
“So one chaste kiss at Christian summer camp…” He lets out a groan. “Have you ever watched porn?”
“I saw… I saw one video once.”
“One video once,” he repeats with a chuckle. “You’re so innocent, Princess.”
Your skin heats at his words. “I’ve also… I’ve listened to sex audios,” you admit, embaressment flooding through you.
“Sex audios?”
“Yeah.”
“Explain those to me.”
He licks at your throat and you bite your lip to stop a moan, throwing your head back and tightening your grip on his shoulders.
“Well,” you swallow thickly. “It’s just an audio of uh… some guy in different situations.”
“Does he tell you how to cum?”
“Sometimes,” you whimper when Johnny finds a spot on your throat that has your core practically throbbing.
“What audios are your favourites?” He’s massaging higher on your thigh now, and the close proximity to where you need him most makes your mind fuzzy, but you’re determined to answer his questions.
“I like praise audio, and when… when the man is dominant,” you admit.
“Dominant?”
“Yes, Sir,” you whimper before you can help yourself, thinking back to an audio you’d listened to two days ago with the tag [Sir Dom].
“Fuck,” Johnny groans, squeezing your thigh again. “I can work with that.”
He draws your lips to his again, and you wriggle down against him, pleasure shooting through you when your clothed clit brushes the hard bump in his sweatpants.
“Does that feel good, Princess?” Johnny asks, cupping your face and breaking the kiss to look at you. “You look so good grinding down against me.”
You can only whimper, nodding desperately as you wiggle harder against his lap.
“I promised we could take this slow, and I meant it,” Johnny swallows thickly. “How about you let me work you up? You trust me, right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And if you ever want me to slow down, or stop, you’ll be a good girl and tell me, yeah?”
“Of course,” you breathe, body tensing as the hand on your leg gets even closer to where you need him most, his thumb stroking small circles against your inner thigh teasingly.
“Perfect.” Johnny’s hands slide to your ass, and he stands up abruptly, keeping you close to his chest while you grab at his shoulders in shock.
In one quick motion, he sets you onto the bed, and you look up at him.
“I’m going to take your pants off, Princess,” Johnny explains, fingers finding your buttons even as he leans closer to tease his lips against your own.
You thread your fingers through his hair, kissing him desperately as he carefully undoes your jeans, and then, your breath catches as he slowly tugs them down your legs.
The air of the room feels cold against your now bare skin, and Johnny stops, looking down at you.
“Shirt next,” he instructs, and rather than wait for him to do it himself, you simply tug the fabric off, leaving you in your bra and underwear. “So good for me,” Johnny groans. “I’ll try to go slow.”
He joins you on the bed, slotting between your thighs which instinctively wrap around his hips, and then he kisses you. It’s a passionate kiss, the type of kiss that sends waves of erotic pleasure through you, especially when one of his hands grabs your breast, massaging you through your bra.
You’re breathless when his lips move down to your throat, and as he slowly descends, you thread your fingers through his hair, gasping. He kisses the swell of your breasts, moaning, and it makes your core pulse with desire.
“Can I take this off of you, Princess?” he asks, teeth nipping at the only piece of fabric keeping him from your aching nipples.
“Yes, Sir,” you whine, struggling a little beneath him from how desperately you want him to keep going.
Johnny reaches beneath you, and you arch your back, making it all too easy for him to unclasp your bra.
A moment later, your breasts are exposed, nipples pebbled and aching with anticipation.
“You’re so pretty,” Johnny groans, massaging you as his breath teases your skin.
His thumb brushes your sensitive bud and you can’t help but moan, pushing your chest up against his hand.
“So reactive for me,” Johnny tells you, leaning down and kissing your nipple.
The sensation has your core pulsating with desire, and you grab at the bed sheets, overwhelmed with pleasure.
“I feel like I could make you cum just from playing with your chest,” Johnny notes with a chuckle. “A girl who’s never been touched… let’s see if it works.”
He puts his mouth on your nipple again, sucking harder while his hand plays with your other breast.
You let out a strangled moan, your entire body reacting.
You know what an orgasm is now, after all, the audios you’ve listened to have helped you discover that much. Your muscles are already tensing, and your heart is racing in your chest.
You didn’t know a woman could cum from just chest play, but here you are, almost unraveled for Johnny as he worships your breasts.
His teeth skim your sensitive bud and you gasp loudly. The sensation of your soaked panties pressing against your core has your mind spinning, and a few more licks have you coming undone.
You let out a loud gasp, threading your fingers through Johnny’s hair and pulling his lips back to yours as waves of pleasure throb through you.
It’s the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had, but you guess your own touch pales in comparison to Johnny’s.
He groans, kissing you roughly as your high washes through your body, and when you slowly start to come down, you break the kiss to take gasps of air.
“That was almost too easy, Princess,” Johnny chuckles. “Can’t imagine how you’re going to react when I touch you where you need it most.”
One of his hands slips between your thighs, and he gently rubs your clit through your panties, making your entire body jolt.
“Fuck, I’m going to enjoy this,” he groans, as he begins to kiss down your body.
You can hardly think coherent thoughts when Johnny slips down to the floor. He hooks his fingers in your panties, pausing to look up at you. “You still want this?” he asks.
“Yes, Sir,” you nod, your entire body buzzing with anticipation.
“Good.”
You hold your breath, biting your lip as he slowly drags your panties down your legs.
It’s the first time you’ve ever been naked in front of a man like this, and you watch his reactions, desperate for praise, to know he likes what he sees.
Johnny releases a shaky breath. “Have I ever told you that you’re one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever seen?”
“Huh?”
“I swear to God, if you weren’t a Lee, I would have tried to make this happen ages ago.” Johnny runs a hand through his hair. “We generally have a rule in the frat not to go for each other’s sisters, but fuck, you’ve made this so hard.”
“You’ve really liked me for a long time?” you ask in shock.
“Since the very first day you showed up on the field at a game as a cheerleader. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you… and then, Jaehyun mentioned you’re Mark’s sister, so I backed off before I even had a chance to start.”
“Let’s not talk about Mark,” you say shyly, feeling yourself pulled out of your lust at the mention of your brother.
“Yeah, sorry.” Johnny swallows a lump in his throat. “Tell me more about the sex audios you listen to.”
“Well…” You feel your skin flush again at the mention of your secret sin. “They just talk the listener through different scenarios. It’s been… educational.”
Johnny begins kissing up your thigh, adjusting your leg over his shoulder. “Educational?” he laughs. “What do you think about when you listen to them?”
“I think about you,” you admit.
“Oh?” His face is now directly in front of your core, and you can feel his breath. Your whole body tingles, and you nod shyly.
“I imagine it’s you doing those things to me instead of just some audio.”
“Would it be embarrassing for you if I told you I’ve been thinking about you a lot, too?” Johnny smirks, leaning in and pressing a kiss to your clit that makes you jolt.
“When… when you touch yourself?” you ask, the words feeling so foreign on your tongue.
“Especially when I touch myself.” He languidly licks at your clit, and the sensation makes you clench your eyes shut with pleasure, thighs quaking. “Been thinking about tasting you, about making you cum.”
“And?” you squeak.
“And it’s going exactly the way I imagined it.”
“Is that a good thing?”
“It’s a great thing.” The large hands holding your thighs on his shoulders move, and he presses down on your hips. “I’m going to eat you out now, and I’ll anchor you to the bed, but if it becomes too much, just push at my hands, and I’ll back off.”
“Why would you need to-” you begin to ask, but then he puts his mouth fully on your core, and your hips buck up instinctively. “Anchor me…” You trail off, gripping the bed sheets again.
Every time Johnny does something to you, you think it will be the pinnacle of pleasure when it comes to sex, but every single time, this beautiful man brings you to new heights.
You throw your head back, loving the way his tongue feels as it prods your opening, his lips moving to suck around your clit deliciously.
And then… he begins to groan, like a man licking his favourite ice cream, and your entire body comes alive with dangerous pleasure.
“Oh my God,” you whimper, the vibrations from his sounds surging through you.
You have no experience with oral, but you think Johnny must be absolutely amazing at it if this is anything to go by.
Yeji and Yuna have often complained that men they’ve slept with don’t even bother to eat them out, so you consider yourself extremely lucky that Johnny is taking his time with you, that he’s showing you all that sex has to offer.
You can feel another orgasm building in the pit of your stomach, and your sounds are sure to reflect it, as Johnny increases the pressure of his tongue on your clit. He’s groaning deeply now, wordlessly encouraging you to let go for him, and you’ll be damned if you disappoint.
In no time at all, your second orgasm washes through you, and it’s even stronger than the last. The pulsating pleasure that surges from your core to your entire body is mind boggling, and you can feel tears of ecstasy brimming in your eyes. You writhe against the bed, unwilling to push his hands away from anchoring you.
You want everything he’s giving you, even if it’s a lot to handle.
Soon, Johnny pulls away on his own accord, and you slump down to the bed, breathless and whimpering.
“Fuck, Princess,” Johnny groans, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “I didn’t realize overstimulation was a kink of yours too.”
“What’s that?” you ask.
“God, you’re so fucking cute,” Johnny chuckles. “Overstimulation is when you let someone give you so much pleasure that you almost can’t even handle it.” Johnny leans over you, his hand cupping your cheek. A warm thumb brushes by your skin. “Look, Princess, you’re crying.”
“It just felt so good,” you choke out, flooded with emotions.
Had you really held yourself back from this type of pleasure for all of these years?
You can hardly believe it.
“Come here,” Johnny says, tilting your jaw so you can press your lips to his.
He gets on top of you, wrapping you in his warm embrace as you kiss away the last traces of your high.
Soon, you’re moaning again, and Johnny takes this as a cue to massage your breast. Everything he does feels so good, and you love getting lost in him.
You trust him so completely, which you’re aware may be naive of you, but Johnny’s never given you a reason to doubt him for even one second.
Then one of his hands begins to descend, and he rubs your wet core, making you both groan.
“Such a wet Princess,” Johnny says, his lips moving to your throat.
“Wet for you,” you say quietly, having learned a few lines from your Reddit audios.
The quarterback lets out a chuckle as he rubs your core. “Do you want to feel me inside? I have to stretch you out if you want the real deal.”
You consider his words. “Stretch me out?”
“You know, for my cock.”
“Is it very big?” you ask, skin heating.
“Why don’t you tell me?” he prompts, and you can feel him grinning against your throat.
With a shaky hand, you move to cup the front of his sweatpants, and a whimper escapes you at the massive appendage that pushes up against your palm.
“You’re very big,” you confirm.
“Biggest you’ve ever touched,” he jokes, pushing the tip of his finger into your core and making you mewl. “Although, I’m also the only you’ve ever touched.”
“I bet…” you groan as he pushes his digit deeper inside of you, “even if I had touched others, you’d still be the biggest.”
“Now you’re just stroking my ego,” Johnny grins.
“I think… I think I’m stroking something else too.” You rub him harder through his sweats, and Johnny moans deeply.
“How are you still so cute while talking dirty?”
“It’s a superpower,” you tease, but a whimper escapes you when he adjusts his finger, making a come hither motion.
“As much as I love you touching me, I want to focus on you a bit more,” Johnny groans, sitting up and pushing your hand away from his cock. “How does one finger feel?”
He continues the come hither motion, and suddenly he makes contact with a spot inside of you that has your toes curling.
“Oh my goodness, it feels so good,” you groan, gripping the sheets again.
“This is your G-spot,” Johnny explains. “If I apply enough pressure to it…”
He continues to finger fuck you, and a moment later, your core begins to audibly squelch.
Heat blossoms through you at the sound, and you move to close your thighs out of embarrassment, but Johnny gently spreads them with a laugh.
“Don’t be shy, Princess,” he says, licking his lips. “This is one of the best sounds in the world.”
“It is?”
“Yeah, I like to know that I’m making you feel good. People lie, but your pussy doesn’t.”
He can be kind of vulgar, but it makes you relax as you spread your legs fully again, resting back against the bed.
Johnny takes the opportunity to push another finger inside of you, and you whine at the slight stretch.
You focus on the sensation, on the pleasure boiling in the pit of your stomach. And then Johnny adjusts, moving down once more. You feel his breath against your core, and when his mouth makes contact with your clit, you jolt.
You’ve never felt anything like this.
Two powerful fingers stroke your g-spot while he suctions your clit in his mouth, lapping and sucking-
Your orgasm is so close now, and you moan desperately, writhing against the bed.
His free hand presses to your abdomen, keeping you pinned as you teeter on the edge.
When you cum, it’s unlike any other orgasm you’ve had.
It’s an intense pressure that releases like a storm surge. You feel delirious as the waves rock through your entire body, overtaking all of your senses and clouding your mind.
In the back of your mind, you hear Johnny groaning, and it makes you throb even harder, your muscles twitching from the intensity of your high.
The hand on your abdomen keeps you grounded, even as the pleasure threatens to become too much for you to handle, and a few moments later, Johnny pulls away.
You gasp, trying to steady your breath, but your heart is racing so fast that you don’t think you’ll ever be able to catch it.
“Holy shit, Princess,” Johnny says. “I’ve never seen anyone squirt like that.”
“Huh?” Your eyes open, and you look at Johnny, which is when you realize there’s a liquid substance dripping down his hand and strong forearm.
“You squirted, it’s like a different kind of orgasm,” Johnny explains, bringing his cum coated fingers to his lips so he can suck them off.
“I didn’t know that was possible,” you tell him, feeling embarrassed.
“Some girls never experience it,” he tells you. “That was hot as fuck.”
You hide your face in your hands, feeling both elated, and still a touch apprehensive about your body losing control in such a way.
“I’ll clean up the mess later, so don’t worry about that, but how did two fingers feel?” Johnny asks.
“So good,” you whimper, core twitching.
“Do you still want to go all the way tonight? We can stop here if you’re not comfortable.”
“I want to!” you blurt out. “I want to, so bad.”
Johnny chuckles. “You got it, Princess.”
He gets off the bed, standing up, and you marvel at the way he towers over you. Then, Johnny reaches for the scruff of his shirt, tugging it off of his body in one motion.
You eat up the view of his muscles, and you swallow the lump of saliva that accumulates in your mouth. He truly is mouth watering, and your breath catches as his hands find the waistband of his sweatpants.
Johnny flashes you a wink before tugging the rest of his clothing off, and then he stands before you, completely naked, and as perfect as you ever could have imagined.
“Oh my gosh,” you whimper, skin heating with embarrassment when you take a good look at his massive cock.
Johnny chuckles at your reaction. “You can still say no.”
“Can… can that really fit inside of me?”
“Princess, we’ll make it fit if you still want this.”
“Then let’s make it fit,” you tell him, trying to sound confident.
Johnny grins, shaking his head at you while he reaches for his bedside table. You watch with confusion as he pulls out a small package, and you realize as he opens it that it’s a condom.
“I’m guessing you’re not on any kind of birth control?” he asks.
“No.”
“I’m happy to wear a condom,” he explains. “And if you want to keep seeing me after this, I’ll still wear one, but we can also discuss birth control or other things if you want.”
“If I want to keep seeing you?” You blink at him.
For the first time ever, you see a tinge of pink blossom in Johnny’s cheeks, and you realize he’s blushing.
“Yeah, I mean, I want to keep seeing you. I never viewed this as a ‘one time cherry popping’ kind of thing… but if that’s all you want from me, I won’t hold it against you.”
“Johnny?” you ask, sitting up. “Are you… are you asking me to continue seeing you? Like… dating?”
“I’d love to take you on dates,” he confirms. “I want to keep seeing you, for more than the sex. Which is great, by the way.”
You hide your face, overcome by shyness.
Can it really be that all of your dreams are coming true?
You’d half expected this to be a one time thing, and were prepared to face any heartache that came with it. You were not prepared for Johnny to tell you he wants to date you.
“I’d love to go on dates with you,” you manage to stutter.
“Perfect, so we’re on the same page.” Johnny gets onto the bed with you, and you wrap your legs around his hips, tugging him in for a kiss to distract from the shyness still bubbling through you.
The kiss is more passionate than ever, and Johnny grinds down against you, his condom covered cock teasing your clit and making you shiver.
You feel yourself relaxing again, pushing your fears to the side, allowing Johnny to lead as he works you up again.
“Okay,” he says, after a minute or so of making out, “I’m going to try to push it in.”
“Okay.”
“Try to breathe and not tense up, okay?” he asks, kissing your throat.
“I’ll do my best.”
Johnny grabs the base of his cock, directing the head toward your drenched hole.
He’s extremely gentle as he pushes slightly into you, and your breath catches. He nuzzles your throat, pressing soft kisses that you know are meant to distract you as your body gets used to being stretched out by his huge cock.
You let out a sigh, relaxing your tight grip on his shoulders. “Okay, I think I’m ready for more.”
He pushes in another inch or two, pausing to let your inner walls adjust to such a large intrusion.
It goes this way for a short time, slight pushes, small breaks, adoration filled kisses, and soon, he’s almost fully inside of you.
“How’s this?” he asks.
“Tight,” you admit with a small laugh, your core gripping him even more desperately with the contraction of your muscles.
“Fuck,” Johnny groans. “You can say that again… I’m going to move a little now, if it hurts, tell me to stop.”
“Yes, Sir,” you whimper, feeling yourself begin to fall into what Yeji and Yuna have sometimes called ‘the submissive mindframe,’ wherein you feel like a pleasure fueled jelly that’s ready to take anything and everything your partner wants to give you.
Johnny is slow as he begins to move, and you marvel at the way your squirt soaked core allows him such smooth thrusts. The dragging of his cock along your inner walls feels like magic, and your body relaxes. The pleasure is a welcome distraction from the stretch of his cock in your tight pussy, and as his pace increases, so do your moans.
“Oh my gosh,” you whimper, clutching at his shoulders and crying out desperately.
“Fuck, you feel so good for me,” Johnny groans, his breath hot against your throat where he buries his head.
“Johnny,” you gasp, too lust drunk to think coherently as he bottoms out fully inside of you, making you both groan, your fingernails digging into his strong shoulders.
“Just like that, Princess, just like that,” he tells you, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses against your neck.
Your eyes roll back into your head, your entire body overwhelmed by the feeling.
Nothing in your life has ever felt this good, and you can’t believe you held yourself back from such pleasure.
In a way, the repetitive sound of Johnny’s name that echoes through your mind feels like prayer, and you know it’s blasphemy, but you can’t help the way that this is akin to worship.
Johnny is worshipping you, and you are worshipping him.
Two bodies, perfectly in sync, giving each other everything they have- it’s the most perfect and natural union, and you can’t imagine this being a sin.
Johnny hikes your thigh higher on his hip, and suddenly, he’s hitting even deeper spots. You cry out, clinging to him as your entire body is engulfed with hot pleasure.
“Fuck, I think I’m close, Princess, this is just too good,” Johnny admits.
“I’m close too,” you gasp, core tightening around him like a vice, your muscles screaming at you for release.
“I want to cum with you, I’ll hold off, but when you cum- fuck, when you cum, we cum together, okay?”
“Yes, Sir,” you whimper desperately, a feeling like flames licking at you from your core outward.
“Just like that, Princess, you’re doing so fucking well,” he praises you, and his words make your entire body tingle with delight.
“Johnny-” you gasp, teetering on the edge.
“Cum for me, fuck, cum for me, Princess.”
You let out a squeak as your orgasm slams into you, your entire pussy clamping down on his cock. The pleasure radiates through you in hot, throbbing waves, and you cling to Johnny like a life line.
He releases a deep groan, his thrusts faltering, and you think he’s cum too, which sends another flash of pleasure through you.
Johnny does his best to ride you through your high, but soon, he comes to a stop, slumping over you and breathing heavily.
You wrap your arms around him, marveling in the way your hearts race, chests pressed together like two puzzle pieces.
You’re not sure how long you hold him, how long you both try to recollect yourselves, but soon, Johnny lets out a groan, and he pulls out of you, falling on the bed at your side.
“Come here,” he says, tugging you to his body, cuddling you close while you still try to overcome such a mind numbing orgasm.
You listen to the fast drum of his heart, neither of you saying a word as you bask in post orgasmic glow.
Without knowing it, you drift off, and when you wake up, it’s dark outside. Johnny is stroking your arm, and he looks down at you when you adjust slightly.
“Hi, Princess.”
“Hi, Johnny.”
He swallows thickly. “I want to do right by you,” he explains. “I want to take you on dates, and pamper you, and do all of the things you deserve.”
“But?” you ask, sensing there’s a but somewhere in his words.
“But…” Johnny chuckles. “If you want to stay the night, I’d also be good with that. We don’t have to have sex again, but… even just cuddling. I just want to take care of you.”
That works well, because your whole life, you’ve just wanted to be taken care of.
“I’d like to stay,” you tell him.
In the dim light, you see Johnny grin. “That makes me happy.”
You smile, cuddling closer to his side. “It makes me happy, too.”
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cw/ tw. Threesome, protected sex, unprotected sex, foreplay, oral (f recieving), body worship, breast worship, fingering, anal, anal prep, mention of sex toy, double penetration, anal penetration, manhandling, dirty talk, power play, soft dom!Johnny, voyeurism, exhibitionism, multiple reader orgasms, creampie, etc… I petnames. (hers) princess.
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You’ve been with Johnny for two years now, and it’s the final term before he graduates. In those two years, you have explored so many things with Johnny, and he’s allowed you to fully get to know yourself and your body in a safe, loving relationship.
Even so, Johnny knows there’s a few things you haven’t yet tried, and you’ve had many discussions about the fact that he intends to ask you to marry him after he graduates and finds a job, that the two of you want to be together for the rest of your lives.
“I just… and I can’t believe I’m saying this, Princess,” Johnny laughs one night as you cuddle in bed. “I’m the only man you’ve ever slept with, and I think it would be unfair of me to restrict you like that.”
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