A Need {Johnny Slaughter/Sawyer x Reader}

【Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ １５】

Johnny and I walked around the sunflower field together. His hand brushed against mine as we walked. Sissy already told him about the report on the radio. He didn't seem to be worried about it.

It was getting dark out, so Johnny and I went around the property to make sure everything was set up and locked up tight. We don't want anybody sneaking in or getting out.

"Johnny...?" I broke our comfortable silence as we made our way back to the house.

"Hm?"

"Are we really going to be okay? Has this happened before?"

Johnny thought for a good long while on how to answer my question. I heard him sigh, stopping me by pulling me into him. He didn't say a thing as he wrapped his arms around me tightly. As if he never wanted to let me go.

I could only think of what will happen to the family if the cops find them. Poor Bubba wouldn't last a day in jail. Sure, he is strong and cannibalistic... he is just a kid though. Not physically, but he sure is mentally. I've also heard many stories of people getting killed in prison.

Then again, none of them may ever see a jail cell... From all the crimes they all committed, they might be shot on the spot.

"It's getting chilly... Let's get to bed, Nubbins will be keeping an eye on things tonight." Johnny said as his arms released me from his warmth.

For it being Texas, it has been getting unseasonably cold these past few nights.

As soon as we got into Johnny's room I slumped into the bed and pulled the covers over me. I was so distracted by my thoughts; I didn't even notice Johnny lay next to me. I was shaken from my thoughts as he spoke.

"You're not yourself." His warm breath hitting the side of my neck made me shiver.

"I can't stop thinking about the news report on the radio..." I sighed rolling over, my back facing Johnny, his arm slumped over my form.

"Will you stop thinking about it, then? It's not important." Johnny grumbled, clearly annoyed.

"No, I can't just stop worrying about what will happen, Johnny!" I sat up and crossed my arms.

I can't just pretend like everything will be okay... I'm not like him. I'm scared, I'm so scared of being alone. I'm scared of losing Johnny... Scared of losing Bubba, Sissy, Nubbins... I'm even scared of losing Grandpa and Pa.

I felt Johnny sit up behind me. His hand was resting on my thigh while his lips trailed kisses around my shoulder. I could feel his other hand caressing my arm gently.

"Knock it off, Johnny..." I frowned as I felt him chuckle. "It's not funny!"

I whipped my head to look at him. I noticed we were only a couple inches away from each other. I felt the butterflies stir in my stomach.

"Do you trust me?" Johnny asked.

"Of course, I trust you..."

"Then please stop worrying about us. I got this; I won't let anything bad happen."

I felt defeated, I hate Johnny for making me feel so comfortable around him. He's a murderer. I hate him for killing my friends and my brother...

But oh, I love him...

His lips captured mine almost instantly. My heart skipped a beat as I felt myself fall back, my head landing lightly on the pillow.

Johnny kissed my neck down to my collarbone. He felt too good to push away. The way his hand rubbed my thigh, made all my worries slip away. I'm addicted to this man; I want nothing more. I only want him... I need him.

I felt a tug at my shorts, I needily lifted my hips while Johnny slid them off. I kissed Johnny hungrily as he teased me through my panties. The way he slid his fingers over my entrance drove me crazy.

Our tongues fought, the taste of him overwhelming me. His fingers clasped the brim of my underwear, lightly tugging them off of me. His warm finger lightly grazed my skin, I shivered in excitement.

His face dug into my neck as he slid his fingers in. I gasped from the overwhelming sensation. He kept a slow and steady pace. It drove me nuts when his thumb found my clit. He rubbed it in a circular motion as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. 

I trembled as the felling left when he took his fingers out of me. I watched him curiously as he shifted to the end of the bed. His head lowered down to my area. I bit my lip as I felt his breath near my entrance. I could barely hold the moan escaping past my lips as his tongue dove into my folds. His fingers drilled back into me. Two fingers worked into me, and I felt my eyes roll back into my head. Johnny began a steady rhythm as his tongue flickered over my clit.

Somehow, I found my hands tangled in his dark hair. I could feel my body coil tighter, grasping around his fingers. So wet now I can hear the slippery sounds every time he pushes his fingers into me.

The feeling of finishing was creeping up on me. My stomach bubbled as his tongue flicks around mercilessly. I just wanted to scream out in pleasure, but in a house full of others; I had to keep it quiet.

I felt as if I was about to pass out from the pleasure I was feeling. Johnny's groans were melodic as he worked out my orgasm.

I shivered as he pulled his fingers out slowly bringing them to his lips. I watched him lick my juices off of them.

Johnny laid down next to me, bringing the covers up and over the both of us. Whatever worries I had before been gone now. I can trust Johnny; he won't let anything bad happen to me.

Right?

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