"Really? Right now?",,~{ Spooky Month: Officer John x Reader Oneshots}~

"Really? Right now?" part 2,,

(Khloe is a stand in name for John's daughter. I don't know if she has a canon name but somebody please tell me. Once again, there's SMUT in this chapter.)

"There, Khloe's off to her friend's house." John said as he sat down on the couch, tiredly, "Now, we have the whole place to ourselves.." He said, looking over at me from the couch. I lay down on the opposite side, reading my book from yesterday, "Last Ride". I wonder if Hannah knows Tom likes her. I looked past my book and towards John, who propped his arm onto the arm rest as he looked towards the TV, flicking through TV shows that'll never be watched by him. He rested his head on his arm which was in a fist, propping his face with his fist on his cheek. I got up as I sat properly, putting my book down on the couch. I scooted towards him as I put his arm over my shoulders. I put my head onto his chest, resting.

"You really have no idea what to do tonight?" I asked, looking up at his bored face. He looked down at me and smiled, keeping his still half lidded eyes. "What is there to do? Jack has overtime and I don't have any interest in leaving the house without you." John replied, kissing my temple as he looked back at the TV. He looked so, how do i put it, peaceful. He finally looked like he didn't have so much weight on his shoulders. I kissed his cheek and put my head back onto his chest, still looking up at him.

I saw his face turn a faint pink as he chuckled, "What was that for?" John asked, facing towards me. I laughed a bit as I looked back up at him, "Nothing. What, I can't kiss my husband?" I asked, kissing him again. He just chuckled as he kissed me back. We both stayed like that before he pulled away, turning the TV off as he wrapped his arms around me again. "I love you so much, (____)." John spoke, closing his eyes as he rested his head onto mine. I smiled as I moved onto his lap, burying myself into his neck.

"Babe," I started, earning a hum from John as he looked down at me. "I would like to..talk about last night. If it's not a bother." I said. I heard John's breathing hitch and his body grew stiff. It took a minute for him to relax. He nodded his head as he gave me a look that indicated he was listening. "That night was full of passion, it felt like the only thing I've ever wanted in a while. You were so gentle and.." I trailed off, thinking about that night piece by piece. I felt my face become hot as I remembered the kiss we shared. It was so full of passion and love, how could I not? It was the only thing that I could think about since last night. "It felt like the first night we had sex, the first night that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with nobody but you." I finished, looking deeply into his eyes for any sort of change.

His eyes were unreadable but I could tell he was really listening, hearing what I had to say. He smiled as he talked, "I'm glad you feel that way. I enjoyed it as well." John moved his hand to my face as he put his palm on my cheek. I closed my eyes and let my face be consumed by the warmth of his palm. He kissed my forehead as he rested his face onto the top of my head. I hugged him as he hugged me, bringing us closer. I felt his heartbeat onto his chest, "But I'm not done speaking~" I said, tracing the outlines of his shirt as I heard him swallow his saliva. He was silent as I continued, "That night was so wonderful. I couldn't have wanted anything more.." I trailed off, moving my legs so I'm on both knees, hovering over his lap. I moved my hand up to his chest, slightly pulling his shirt down to plant a kiss on my lips. I pulled away as I whispered into his ear, "That I want to do it again."

John's face was painted red, looking at me with an excited face. I pulled him into another kiss as I got ready to take off my shirt. We broke the kiss to get our clothes undone. I tugged at his pajama pants, wanting him to take them off. "Jesus, can't you wait just a second?" John asked, moving me off his lap so he could remove his pants. He was in his shirt and boxers as I was almost nude for him to see. I was left in a tank top and my underwear. John allowed me to lay down and quickly got on top of me. He placed his lips onto mine and traced his fingers along my body, stopping at my underwear. I felt him trace along the fabric as he started to rub across my clit again. My moans were inevitable as they were released, grabbing onto his back and hugging him, burying my face into his collarbone as he worked his magic. I noticed the sucking and biting I did from last night had bruised around his neck. He was about to move my underwear when I heard buzzing. I looked down at our clothes and saw John's phone buzzing, looking at each other in confusion.