John Price is definitely the type to kiss you after you sucked his dick.
Frankly he does not care, what’s his is yours and what yours is his.
He’s a grown man, only little boys worry about shit like that, it’s simple really.
So naturally he wants those plump lips that sucked him until he saw stars on his own mouth. Tasting his cum as he intertwines your tongues together.
It’s wet, it’s sloppy, moans and his grunts bounce off the walls like a symphony. You can barley breath as he explored your pretty mouth, you have to shove him off just a bit, a string of saliva leaving your lips when you pull away.
“Fuck me birdie,” he whispers as he looks at the state of you, disheavled, curls covering half your face, dark nipples hard and your wet cum covering your boarderline sore cunt, down to your thighs.
“Let me eat your pussy luvie, need you.”
You can only hiccup, a sheepish nod as you let him lay you flat on the bed, lifting your leg over his shoulder and letting his tongue meet the inner pink of your cunt.
He’s starting the process over again, eating you out till your dizzy and your legs are shaking just so he can have you taste yourself of his lips.
Let you mesh your lips together, again, and again, and again till you’re completely one.
a/n: on a nasty writing kick on a Sunday morning. You can’t make this shit up. Was practically begging the audience to put me in the game all week! Shameless!John being a freak? Love it!!
Shameless!John likes to see your slippery juices get in your pussy hairs and all over his beard, ride his mouth till you get beard burn. Fucking looooves when his cum gets stuck and matted in your hairs. That freak.
Shameless!John doesn’t care if it’s shaved or not, he’s eating your cunt till it’s sore and you’re crawling away. Doesn’t matter if you’ve been sweating all day or out and about, he’s lapping up your juices and thanking God you let him taste you.
He’s definitely the type to ask after you have a long shift, “Want me to make you feel better sweet girl?”
And if you do shave, he wants to do it. Hes not happy about the hair being gone but he’ll shave it. He likes it easier on his lovely baby. And he’s actually really good at it, thanks to the amount of women he’s been with in his lifetime. “Open your legs for me doll.” “Sit still baby, don’t wanna hurt you.”
He’ll shave it bare or do one stripe or make a little heart. He always ends it off by making sure it’s properly done, moisturizing and all, giving your lips a cute little kiss and then making sure to clean up the wetness from your dripping hole that’s been making it hard on him the whole time.
But yeah, he definitely likes it hairy, doesn’t matter the length.
Midnight Sun | cw: 18+ mdni, smut no plot, lovey dovey (bcause price loves you), mating press, spit, dumbification, cunnilingus, shameless!John, age gap (mid/late 20s reader, 50s Price)
John who comes home from a night with his buddies, cigarette between his lips while slipping off his clothes and boots, and gently asks,
“Let me love on you honey, yeah? Missed you so much.”
Through sleep hazed eyes, you oblige.
Shamless!John is a die hard lover at his core. Even though he just saw you 5 hours ago, pecked your lips and then your cheeks so much that they were wet that he’d be home soon enough. he’ll come home with his battery low on you. Has to let you know he loves you, even though it’s 3 am, soon the sun will rise and the birds will tweet and someone will start mowing their lawn at 7 am— he’s engraining his love into you. That this is something that will last even if he has to crawl to the finish line.
And no, he’s not drunk. Not even tipsy. He had a shot hours ago, he still needs to be inside your snug cunt, with your legs above his shoulders, smooshing you into that mattress he swore was fucking up his back, have you wrapped in his arms, chest to chest, close as possible, you were only seeing each other because of moon creeping through the window of the bedroom.
“Price,” you whined out, clawing at his back. He was slowly rocking his fat cock into you. Making sure you felt ridge and vein of his dick being sucked by your pink walls, closer than close, his strawberry red tip gracing over your g spot as he settled at the hilt of your heat. John was moving painfully slow. You always wanted it quick, mean— but John clicked his tongue.
You knew better.
Knew that he would take his time so late at night with you, brush your scarf off and get a handful of your hair, keep you steady. “Look so pretty baby, couldnt help but think about you, all. fuckin. night.”
The man knew just how to give it to you to make you have hearts in your eyes— rough, slow and deep. In that order. You let out a fat sob, right as he slammed into your sweet spot.
“Shoooo- nggh- good Price,” your keened, your lashes had clumped together, something was wet— besides your dripping pussy- your face. Fat tears spilling out of your eye ducks and to the pillow.
“Yeah, feel so good honey, all for me. Always for me, right?”
“Theeeerrre she is,” he’s managed to work himself deeper inside you, right at your cervix, his tip oozing precum, “Been wanting to kiss her for ages, see what happens when you wait lovely?”
You almost pass out, stars in your eyes, but the older man gets your head in the crook of his elbow, smooshing your face together to wake you up. “Open,” he never had to tell you twice, not when he had you fucked dumb like this. Your mouth is slack but it’s wide open, he spits inside once before sticking two of his fingers inside. Letting you suck on them till theirs drool falling out your mouth, your muffled moans right in John’s ears. He takes them out, sucking them himself and grunting, “So fuckin good baby.”
He groans at the state of you, swiveling his hips faster, harsher, “Love you so much gorgeous, always gonna love ya. Even when you’re all dizzy and wanting Ike this,”
You can only nod, moaning out his name while he pounds into your puffy pussy. His mouth find yours, sloppily kissing you in between your shared moans and groans. “Come on pretty, suck it,” he sticks his tongue out out of his mouth, letting you suck on it. Intertwining your tongues together with loud smacks with every kiss. pulling away with a bite of your lip and then joining your lips together again.
“Love you,” you manage to get out, crying as you grip onto him for dear life.
“Yeah? Want you to cum, sweetheart. hck- Fuck baby thaaats it.” You pulse around his length, eyes rolling back to the back of your head. John’s breath hitched, rutting into you till his cum coats your velvety walls. Hugging onto his large cock for everything he has.
You both are breathless, you’re boneless, all the more tired than you already were. John leaves tender kisses all over you, finding your dazed eyes.
“Fuck, did so good for me beautiful, God, I love you.” He mutters, letting you go for the first time tonight, just to see the state of you. Disheveled, a little sweaty, fluids all over your pussy.
“Oh honey,” he coos, looking at the state of your sore, oozing, cum filled pussy. Glops of your mixed cum falling out your hold. “Think I gotta clean you up, can’t leave you like this.”
You can’t help but squirm, you clenching around nothing as his hands caress all over you, “Price- hngh- too much.”
He lifts your legs again though, his blue eyes hooded as he looks up at you, the older man gives your calf a kiss. “Just a little taste baby.” And he’s already at your messy folds. Giving her a kiss to have your messy slick all over his lips.
Messy eater this man was, he groans at the sweet taste of it. He licks one good strip around the pink of your pussy before sucking. Swallowing everything that’s falling from your cunt, rubbing his face in it and getting your slick in his beard. You keened, toes curling, back arching off the end.
“Have to stay still doll, how else are we gonna get her clean?” He chuckles, flicking your clit with his tongue, then flattening it as he makes his was down to your hole.
Your hips jerk as he eats you, his tongue working in and out of your sopping heat. Loud schelching as he works his tongue through your folds.
You croak, “Price- please! Augh!”
He nods against you, “Mmmph- that’s it gorgeous. Come on, let me feel it.” He gives your cunt a nice slap, your slick flying further into his beard, and then some more harsh smacks before you unravel on his mouth.
Its different, your legs are trembling in his hands as he pushes your thighs back to your head, making sure you don’t move while he devours you whole. Slurping up all your juices. You gasp, water flying out of you, “Fuck me- John!” Your heart almost leaves your chest, eyes meeting your skull. John rocks your hips down onto his awaiting mouth, licking you up so you’re shining clean.
The older man leaves you withering, your pussy glistening and sparkling as he comes up from between your legs.
Completely knocking you back to sleep.
a/n: also a request I threw in here. Lord have mercy.
Reader who calls John, ‘Price’ because just about everyone who knows him or knows of him calls him John. ‘Mr. John’ ‘Mr. J’ ‘Jonathan’ ‘Jo’— everything. and then there’s you, who calls out to him so sweetly when you pass him by.
“Heyy Price.”
“I’m comin over later Price ‘nd I’m bringin groceries, you don’t gotta do all the cookin all the time.”
“See you later Price.”
“Missed you so much Price.”
“Garrisons havin a cookout… wanna come with me Price?”
“Damn it Price, you didn’t have to.”
“Fu- mmm- feels so good Price!”
“I-I really care about you, you know? So fuckin much Price.”
You can’t help but make that old man’s heart leap forward. No one, not even his ex wife, not even his first love, made him feel such adoration for someone like you do. Your brown eyes shine so beautifully when you look over at him, the way you smile at him. No ones topping you
And God, he just might have to put a rock on your finger so he can call you Mrs. Price just as sweetly as you call him.
a/n: a pre-drabble before the actual drabble. I love Shameless!John
now playing: Fly Like an Eagle by Steve Miller Band
After retiring from the military, he settled in the city. Why? He doesn’t know but this is his home, he’s never known much else, despite traveling around the world. Known for helping around the neighborhood, the kids love him, bike broken? John can help. Need some milk? John’s got some you can use. Need a hot meal? John’s made extra. Out of beer? John’s definitely got some in the fridge. Your babysitter bailed? Drop that baby off, the old 50 something year old is there and probably ten times better than the baby sitter you asked for. Mows the lawn either shirtless or in a tank top, cigar in his mouth, gold jesus piece around his neck. Always helping someone out, till they cross him. John will be your worst enemy. Has an old truck that he’s always has to fix and his Harley, Sheila, his baby. Takes care of her just a little less than you.
Loves a good laugh, cuddling on the couch, cool headed. Can be too cool headed in arguments that it’s toxic, but is actually good at apologizing. Probably taking a few college courses to take up time. There are a few paintings around the house that he did himself. Can’t help but want to be in a relationship, even if it’s a one night stand. That is, up until he’s laid his eyes on you. Care taker heart, will handle everything. Remembers everything, has journals upon journals full of self reflection, what’s on his mind, lists.
Tinkering in the garage, 70s & 80s rock blaring. Has probably fucked over half of the milfs in the neighborhood over, a bit of a slut, he likes it like that, avid about safe sex thought. Wasn’t the best father to his son, maybe that’s why he so fucked up. He regrets leaving his son with his mother, he should’ve tried to take more time off, maybe he wouldn’t be such a dickhead. Tries to make up for it, but his son is almost always a no show. Can’t help but let him in when he shows up bloody and broken. He loves his son more than anything. Uses any pet name with you imaginable, curses up a storm, Catholic. A few tattoos, a lot of hidden scars under his hairy body. Total dad bod. Still a bit muscular but he’s out on weight. Always says he’s gonna work out but never does. Can still lift a shit ton. Loves grabbing the back of your neck after smoking, giving you the wettest and sloppiest kiss on the back porch, before throwing you over his shoulder and fucking you slow and deep into his rickety mattress. 
listening to: Pink Floyd, Jimi Hendrix, Eagles, Led Zeppelin, Blue Oyster Cult, Funkadelic, Diana Ross/The Supremes, The Cars, Bon Jovi.
a/n: (Headcanon very loosely inspired by the show Shameless. I won’t be mentioning any characters from the show. Just thought it would be nice to fall in love with a grungy/city type John (an au of sorts))
teddy if i get on my hands and knees will you write more Shameless!John Price
I’m working on it!!!!😭😭 I wrote that cannon to get off my chest cause it’s been on my mind for weeks. but my heads always running a mile a minute, it’s coming soon (like next week probably)
