Character Oneshots

Johnny Depp

TW: Age-Gap (Dahlia is 23, Johnny is 42), Fathers BSF, Slight CnC? , Breeding Kink, Degradation, Public scene (barely)

Dahlia Pov
I was in my room touching up my makeup when I heard a knock at my door,
"Dahlia, sweetheart. Are you almost ready? Mr Depp is here."
I don't know why but just hearing his name made my heart flutter. Mr John Depp was my fathers best friend and ex-business partner until they split companies and Mr Depp moved half way across the country. He was back in town and currently going to be staying with us for a few days.
"Almost done mum. Ill be downstairs in a minute." I called back.
"Alright, don't take too long" she replied, making her way downstairs.
I finished up and made my way downstairs to see my parents and Mr Depp already seated.
"Aah, there she is. Finally. " Mr Depp says smiling. My cheeks turn a deep shade of red as I look down.
"Evening Mr Depp." I say quietly as I walk over to the chair next to him, sitting down. He subtly smirked at me before continuing his conversation with my parents. I sat there quietly, eating my food when I felt a hand on my thigh. I almost choke as I look down to see Mr Depp's big hand resting on my thigh. I slightly choke on my food and my eyes widen. I look up at him to see him looking calm as ever, still talking to my parents. I take a sip of my water to try and relax my nerves when I feel his hand moving further up my thigh, practically grazing against my undergarments. I choke on my water which then turns into a whole coughing fit. Mr Depp looks at me 'worridely' and so does my mum.
"Dahlia, hon, are you ok?"
"Yeah mum, just choked a little." I manage to wheeze out. My dad is now also looking at me concerned as I continue my coughing fit. I finally calm down and the conversation begins again with my parents arguing over the potatoes. Mr Depp leans over and I can feel his breath against my ear
"I suggest you behave, pretty girl. Before your parents find out whats going on under this table. " he whispers, his hand slowly creeping closer to my womanhood.

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I was looking into the bathroom mirror, getting ready for bed when I hear the door open.
"I'm in here." I call, hoping the person would leave.
"Relax, love. It's just me." Mr Depp enters, closing and locking the door behind him. I blush at the name, the events of tonight replaying in my mind. Remembering I have to respond, I meekly say.
"M-mr Depp... What are you doing here?" I manage to stammer out, the words barely an audible whisper.
"Don't take me for a fool, sweetheart. I see how you look at me; now and before." He smugly smirks. I stare at him, my mouth agape as he advances towards me. He's now towering over me and he rests his hand on my waist, the other one cupping my cheek. He pulls me into him and captures my lips into a hot and desperate kiss. His hands start to travel, landing on my ass as he begins to fondle my soft skin. His tongue intrudes my mouth and I moan at all the different sensations. He taps his fingers gently against my ass, signalling me to jump. I do so, too lost in the feeling to comprehend what's happening. This man is like a drug. One kiss and I'm already hooked. With my legs wrapped around his waist, he gently lifts me up and places me on the counter, his lips not leaving mine, the hunger and passion evident in his movements.

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I'm now bent over the counter, looking at Johnny in the mirror, his hair disheveled, sweat beading on his forehead and his mouth slightly agape and he breathes heavily. His thrusts become harder and my head hangs from all the immense pleasure. He grabs a fistful of my hair and makes me look back into the mirror at him. "Look at you. If only your dad knew his sweet precious daughter liked to be fucked like a slut." He says condicendingly, a smirk on his face. "By her fathers very own best friend." He adds teasingly, groaning lowly into my ear, slamming harder as his hips meet my ass repeatedly. His gravely voice sends shock waves straight to my core as I clench around him, making it nearly impossible for him to thrust. "Oh you like it when I degrade you, hmm? Like it when I talk to you like the whore you are?" I can't do anything more than moan, he pulls back, almost all the way out of me before ramming back in with full force. I scream at the ferocity of his thrust, tears welling in my eyes at the rough intrusion. "When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer me." He says angrily. "Yes, sir. I like it when you degrade me." I turn red,slightly humiliated from having to say it out loud. "Good girl." He says, beginning to thrust again. He let's go of my hair and reaches down to touch my over-sensitive bundle of nerves. My legs begin to shake as the pleasure becomes too intense. "You gonna cum for me, darling?" I moan at his question, when he suddenly slaps my ass. "I asked you a fucking question slut." He says, slowing down his movements. "Y-yes sir. I'm gonna cum." I release moan after moan, followed by a string of obscenities. His thrusts speed up and his hand moves faster on my clit. I feel the knot in my stomach about to burst. "John... I'm gonna-" I whimper out. Before I could finish my sentence, my orgasm comes crashing down on me. My body falls limp and if it wasn't for Johnny's strong grip on my hips, I would've been headbutting the counter. He continues to thrust, now chasing his own high, using my body for his pleasure. "Fuck sweetheart...I'm gonna cum." He grunts into my ear. "Please. Please cum inside me, John." I whine "You wanna be filled with my cum, love? Hmm? You want me to breed this pretty cunt? " His sinful words make my walls flutter and my sanity turn to mush. "Yes- please John." I pant. He groans as he releases inside me. I feel his warm seed coating my walls as he pulls out slowly. "Jesus shit darling, you look so good with my cum dripping out of you." He says. He gathers some cum on his fingers and pushes it back into me. "You gonna walk around with my cum in you for the rest of the night, sweet girl?" He says, smirking before turning me around and kissing me passionately. I moan into his lips as he grabs my underwear from the counter. He hands them to me. "Here, put these on." I take them and slide them up onto my legs while he pulls his pants back up and tries to look more presentable. I fix my dress and wash my face to look like I wasn't just fucked by my fathers best friend. Johnny unlocks the door and walks out first, before signalling to me that the coast is clear. I step out of the bathroom with shaking legs as he looks at me with a smirk plastered on his face. He checks his watch before looking back up at me. "Looks like there's still time for dessert." He winks at me and I playfully hit his arm before we both make our way downstairs for dessert.

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