"Zacharra, you have a visitor" the guard spoke before leading him to the conjugal visiting room. Johnny saw the back of the brunette before the guard closed and locked the door leaving them all alone.
"Kristina corinthos-Davis, you are a sight for sore eyes" Johnny went to hug her but she swerved, leaving him in confusion. She moved to sit on the edge of the nightstand, while annoyance laced her features.
"What are you doing here Krissy" he started to get annoyed as he was being stared down by her
"I heard about what you ordered your minions to do to my father" she venomously but out while looking at the man she used to know
"Kris....you don't know what prisons like especially for men like me and your father" he weakly retorted knowing he wasn't going to win this fight
"Then tell me" she crossed her arms over her chest still feeling angry over his choices
"I need to maintain my dominance in here, Kris. It's how I survive being here." She nodded at his explanation, feeling some of her anger leave. She went to knock on the door to be let out before Johnny asked
"How did you set up a conjugal visit?"
"Let's just say some people owed me favors" she smirked as johnnys brain racked at her comment.
Before he could come to an answer he felt himself being pushed up against a wall with a pair of soft lips on his. She moaned softly in his mouth, as he tightly pulled her against his hard body. They kissed for a while until breathing became harder to do. He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers, seeing the lust darken her eyes he was about to ask if she's sure. But she beat him to it by pulling away a couple of inches before saying "I'm sure". That's all he needed to pull her back against him and to kiss her frivolously and passionately as he backed them to the bed, stripping them down in an instance. His mouth and hands moved against her body, before he slid into and out of her until they both fell over in passion, as he marked her as his and ruined her for anyone else besides him
"Wow" they both whispered before curling into each other, as Kristina lightly kissed his chest trying to savior every moment with him. He kissed her head as thoughts about them racked his mind, "what was he going to do now? " was the last thing on his mind while a knock telling him it was time to go back pulled him out of them.
