JOHN KRAMER X READER (ONE-SHOTS)

Just Ask And You'll Receive It

John Kramer was all about work all the time, there are times that he doesn't come in to cuddle with me. More to that, I could feel that he's not interested with me anymore, but I decided to stay and talk to him, maybe I could still salvage our love.

When I entered the warehouse, it was easy to spot him as I expected. He's busy with plenty of tools that he used to gather the pieces of metal. Every so often I don't know if I should be terrified or be amused by his skills, his knowledge, and everything.

“Oh there you are, y/n… I expected you to come and ah- huh, it's all.....done” he stopped doing what he's up to, and he faced me, he's tired but happy that he did something remarkable.

I crossed my arms along with a bored look and then I exclaimed.

“This isn't working… I'm too young and have better things to do, to experience while you out here are rotting for fuck- I'm not even sure how to tell it nicely but I'm getting tired John” he just nodded, processing every word I said, and I couldn't even tell whether he was offended or not.

John set aside his pride and took a couple of steps, then without any word, he kisses me deeply that I could no longer catch my breath. There's a hot feeling rushing inside of me when he slammed me against the empty side of the long table.

Moaning and surprised, he didn't break away from the kissed and started caressing my clothed thighs. Spreading them wide, for his body to fit in, he broke away from our kiss and he smirked.

“All you have to do is ask, and you'll be rewarded, unless you want to be punished - then you have to disobey me” he grunted when he realized that my core is pressed against his groin, both of us heating up.

“And if you wanted it gentle or rough, you'll have to ask me, and you'll receive it, is that understood? It would be my pleasure to please you in any way I could, in every position and idea you could ever think of, y/n” he added some explanation to his initial response which made me biting my lips.

“John, all I want is for you to want me, be obsessed with me- the hell, I want you to worship me with those hot lips of yours, I want everything, and it's making me so weak to ask you this” I felt a shudder on my spine when he grabbed my waist and pinned me on the table even more that I could no longer move.

John's eyes darkened when he heard my confession, more like what I desire from him, and he's not even creep out or hesitant to give me what I wanted.

“Oh baby, don't underestimate me… I could give you more than you could ever fantasize about…" he hummed softly as he started to lower his kisses on my neck, nipping and sucking it that made my stomach feel funny.

He's so good with it, after years of his life, I shouldn't have doubt that he's boring. And all we needed is communication, break the taboo.

“John… you're making me wet” I admitted when I feel something warm coming out of my insides.

“Is that so, my love? Seems like you're ready for more mmm” he teases me with his fingers running on the inner spot of my thighs, he didn't stop until I could feel my black slacks being covered with my wetness.

If he doesn't stop in time, I'm afraid- I'll cover his fingers with my arousal, but that's what he wanted. 

He pinched my clit, giving it light strokes as he kisses my collarbone. His other hand, undressing me gently as he continued his torture on my skin.

“Be a good girl and be still… Daddy's going to see how incredibly sexy you are…" he stopped and finally retrieve his hand that's been playing on my clothed cunt earlier, that now had a visible sight of my wetness.

He licked his fingers and put it inside his mouth, growling as he cleaned it up with a satisfied face.

“You know what you taste like? A delicious dessert of mine, let me help you out of this” he said with hooded eyes as he undressed my slacks too, leaving me bare to his sight.

John's eyes trails to every part that I hide from anyone and now that he saw it once again, he's appreciating it like he didn't see anything like that before.

“Spread those pretty legs for me, I bet you'd taste exquisite than the finest wine that this world could offer” he teased me again, and I feel like a teardrop have fell but not from my eyes but from my lower part.

He grinned when I obeyed him, and now I'm undeniably a gorgeous sight where my face is driven with frenzy of desire, sweating like crazy, and I'm soaking that I could feel it dripping down the surface of the cold metal table.

He sat on his seat as he lowered his face between my thighs, inhaling my scent and how addicting it is to know that this is all for him.

“Goodness… look at that” he purred when he finally lapped his tongue on it, up and down while he's grunting.

Both of his hands are keeping me from closing my thighs, my body is aching, and my head is thrown to the back while I'm enjoying his lips.

Then another, he added a finger, pushing it inside my warm cunt. It made mo moan his name out loud, which made him looking up.

“You like this?” he teases me as he gently rubbed me while his finger is thrusting in a quick pace.

“Nnggg… John!” I purred when he added another finger, but he slowed down the pace which made me so mad.

But he only chuckled, pleased to know that I'm desperate for him.

“I think you have been a naughty girl… and you know what they get? Punishment!” his eyes were focused, but it's clear that he's displeased, he's eyeing me- so intense that I could feel myself coming.

“I didn't mean to…" I answered in a delirious state, but I was still wondering what will be his punishment for me.

John could only bore his eyes with me, he's not saying anything, but it's clear when he smirked - he got something in mind.

Unceremoniously, he stopped his work on me and he immediately grabbed me by the waist. He's carrying me like I weight nothing whatsoever, I want to beg for forgiveness that I started kissing his neck, softly whispering in his ear.

“Please, John… I don't want to die-” he's surprised that he stopped, only to look at my pleading eyes with fear that I'm faking.

“Don't worry, you won't, but I won't promise that you'll not lose your strength” he calmly assured me as I found out that he's planning to get me to his room.

When we got there, he threw me hard on the bed that I let out an unexpected scream which was replace by a loud moan when he hovered over me.

“Do you want to know, what am I going to do to you, y/n?” his voice was surprisingly soft, and it's creeping me out.

I could only stare at his eyes, hoping to read what it was.

“You'd received a rough missionary from me… and you know me- I don't do anything rough unless I'm in the mood for it or…" he stopped as he kisses my chest, licking my skin hungrily.

“You made me so mad, that I wanted to put you in your place and now do you consent?” he asked, waiting as his eyes were fixed on the nightstand.

I nodded, excited to hear something like that from him.

His eyes darkened and it's sending goosebumps everywhere. He reached for something on the nightstand and when I saw what it is, I lost it.

It's a real metal cuffs and I don't know where did he get that….

“I chose this one, it grips better and difficult to loose...” he explained as he finally cuffs me, and it was just right enough to restraint my movement.

Note: Cliffhanger ah!