Work Crush (Johnathon Ohnn Fanfic)

-III-

She started placing her kisses higher until she reached the stubble on his jawline.

-Mmhh-

“... Uhhhhh~...”

His breathing became shallow at this point, his head hanging down slightly as she kissed him. It wasn’t as much of a sweet spot as his neck was, but the sensations had him biting his lip to try and stop from crying out. He couldn’t stop the quiet noises from escaping his mouth. They almost sounded like he was muttering something.

And the way Daria was drinking up all those pleasant sounds he made... They were becoming her new favourite things.

Right before she reached the edge of his lips, she lifted her head up slightly, to look down at him. She traced down his his neck with her finger, his Adam's apple bobbing in the process.

“You like that?” She asked in a smug tone, as if his whimpers weren't enough confirmation.

His breaths came out in short, quiet exhales as she traced her fingers down his neck. A tiny whine left his lips and he squeezed his eyes shut once more.

“Mmhh.... mhm-mhm... y-yeah...”

Hearing his answer, she smiled and leaned closer. “Good boy~”

-Fuck, that was hot. Her calling you a good boy like that, god-

-Don't just sit there like some lapdog, say something-

“I try...”

-......Well done-

“I bet you do~” She chuckled out.

“Heh, yeah…”

He managed a small smile, before he tried hiding his face in his palm from all of the embarassment. How in the hell is this girl making him this nervous?

-You have a PhD in quantum physics, but one woman has turned you into a babbling idiot...-

A silence filled the air for a few seconds, as their breathing slowed back down from the rush of the moment. Their bodies were still connected, but in a completely different, almost peaceful way, like their breathing matched now. Everything felt more still as he kept his face held in his hands. He didn’t want to be embarrassed anymore. He didn’t want to be so vulnerable. But she had that effect on him, and he didn’t doubt it would be that way for quite a while longer.

When she noticed his visible nervousness, she decided to stop teasing him for a change. She slowly slipped her fingers under his palms, enveloping his face, careful to not get him too flustered.

-Mmnnngh.... -

He slowly lowered his hands, his red-tinted face looking back up at her. He was feeling a bit overwhelmed, but it was more like his emotions had peaked and he was slowly coming back to his senses. He could tell this moment was a big one, but the fact that she was comforting him only made it that much more special. He couldn’t help but smile at her.

She smiled back at him, as she leaned towards him. It was a soft, genuine smile. She stroked his cheek with her thumb, her hands still cupping his face.

-Jesus, he is so sweet, so cute-

He leaned slightly into her touch, feeling the warmth of her hands on his face and the gentle caress of her thumb made him feel at ease. He had wanted a gentle touch like this for so long, but never expected to have it be from anyone other than himself.

-God, I love her...-

Her touch made him feel... so many things. His worries and the voices in his head telling him he was not enough melted away with every stroke of her thumb. He felt so safe with her next to him. She treated him so sweetly, as if she knew all of the words he wanted to hear. He leaned into it slowly, closing his eyes as he felt her touch on his cheek.