For these chapters let's just assume that Johnny had a vasectomy cuz I don't feel like writing about condoms or either are infertile. So slay
~"But, Y/n, it's not what you think." Johnny shouted while chasing you. You had been casted for a role in a film where you were the main character, you were shocked by this since you have never acted before and yet you landed the role of the main character.
"How else was I supposed to understand it? "Honestly, I'm shocked I only gave them the ultimatum to hire her to see if they were this desperate to hire me" I think it's rather self explanatory, Johnny." You responded mocking him and walked into your trailer.
"Y/n, Im sorry." Johnny tried to talk to you but you kept ignoring him.
"Y/n, you're up in ten minutes!" You heard and as much as you didn't want to face Johnny right now, you had to act like you were head over heels for him for at least a couple hours. Especially since you were doing a sex scene.
"Let's get this over and done with." You hissed as you walked past Johnny.
"Remember this scene must be full of passion, desire and lust. And Action." The director said and Johnny pulled you close.
"Brooklyn, I understand that you never wanted this and you can stop me whenever but-" You cut him off.
"No, Edward, I want this. I want you. That's all I dreamed of since I laid eyes on you." You said as you pulled him close to you. "I want you." You repeated in a whisper before, the part that you were dreading the most came, connecting your lips into a passionate kiss.
Johnny quickly pulled away to pull his and your top off and went back to kissing you. More hungrier this time.
As much as you were dreading this moment, you loved it. You enjoyed every moment of it and you craved more. That could be noticed by the directors but they just brushed it off as you acting out your part, flawlessly.
Johnny picked you up and threw you onto the bed and pulled his pants off, as well as your skirt. He then positioned yourself at where your entrance would've been if you hadn't been wearing that acting underwear.
"Are you sure you want this?" He asked.
"I'm more than sure." You said and Johnny pretended to fuck the life out of you as you moaned. "Oh Fuck Johnny!" You screamed and then it clicked in your head what you said and you broke down laughing. "Fuck I'm an idiot. I'm so sorry, I got the name wrong again. I need to start calling you Edward in our free time because I keep screwing that up." You laughed and so did everyone around you as well as Johnny.
But in Johnnys case this made him want you, not the character. You. There was something electrifying about that screw up that made him crave you and have you moan and scream his name like that.
Finally after the scene was done, the day was over and you were walking back to your trailer. You were washing your makeup off as you heard a knock on the door.
When you opened it you saw Johnny. "Hi, listen I just wanted to talk about your mess up earlier." He remarked.
"You never had an issue with my screw ups, why is this one the one where you draw the line?" You asked him very confused.
"Yes." He snapped. You became afraid of him especially when he started making his way to you and you started backing up till you hit the wall behind you. He continued speaking, "because all I could think about in that very moment was me fucking you so hard that you scream MY name. You scream my name so loud that everyone knows how good I am to you." At that point he had you pinned up against the wall, which was a good thing since his words made you weak in the knees. "Of course, only if you want me." He whispered with a smirk and you threw your arms around his neck, connecting your lips.
You parted your lips asking for permission to slip your tongue in and he granted it. Your tongue danced in a perfect pattern till he pulled away.
He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you as close to him as possible.
"I promise this will be better than the make belief we put on half an hour ago." Johnny whispered as he ripped your top off and then I clipped your bra. "Fuck you're gorgeous." He gasped before grabbing your breast and sucking on it while using his finger to play with your nipple.
"Oh fuck, Johnny." You whisper-moaned in response. "Please." You started but a moan cut you off.
"Please, what?" Johnny asked clearly knowing what you want.
"Please, fuck me." You whispered and as if a wish one true, Johnny took his and your clothes off and laid you on your couch and got on top of you.
He gently bit your lower lip as he pushed himself inside of you. You moaned as a response to that. He then started thrusting in and out of you. Moans and groans left your mouth.
"Touch yourself, princess." He whispered to you and you started rubbing your clit. His huge dick paired with rubbing your clit made you want to cum almost immediately so you stopped. "I see you're getting close." Johnny smirked as he started pounding harder and faster.
"You're so good, oh my-" you were cut off by reaching your climax and came on Johnnys cock.
"Good girl." He whispered and started pounding faster.
"You're so good." You moaned as Johnny kept up the speed at which he was going. In fact, he was so good you could feel another orgasm coming along. "You're too good, fuck I'm close again." You moaned and Johnny pulled out.
He then stuck two fingers in you and started licking and sucking on your clit while he pounded his fingers into you. That made you cum again.
"And now my turn pretty girl, but feel free for orgasm number three if you'd like." He smirked and licked your cum off his fingers. "So delicious." He commented and then stuck his dick into you again and started fucking you more ferociously this time.
Moans filled the entire room as you felt another climax build up as well as Johnny. Soon enough, he came all inside you and you came as well on his dick again.
"Three in a row." You chuckled breathing heavily. "New record. Congrats." You laughed and pulled Johnny into another kiss.
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Johnny Depp Smutty One Shots
FanfictionI have trauma and issues therefore this is the best I can do to calm down my sexual desires