C+J•G~Drabbles!

☆"An Emo Is On My Lap?!"☆

Cw: intimacy positions

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Johnnie walked over to the couch and sat on Carrington's lap. Back against Carrington's chest as he is Pulling his phone out as he is scrolling on it.

Carrington's face went bright red. He looked at Johnnie with a dumbfounded expression,

but he couldn't hide the small smile that was creeping onto his face."What are you doing?" he asked, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably.

Johnnie replied, "Being bored." He replied, his breath having a small scent of alcohol on it.

Carrington rolled his eyes playfully, still feeling flustered from Johnnie sitting on his lap. He leaned back on the couch, wrapping an arm around Johnnie's waist."You're always bored," he teased, his voice a bit huskier than usual.

Johnnie didn't expect that reaction, as he blushes bright red as well. He leaned back, resting his head on Carrington's chest now.

Carrington chuckled softly, enjoying the way Johnnie blushed. He tightened his grip around Johnnie's waist, pulling him closer."You're cute" he said, his voice low and teasing.

Johnnie rolled his eyes. "Hey, be lucky you're comfortable or i would've moved by now." He teased.

Carrington feigned offense, placing a hand over his heart dramatically.
"Oh, I'm wounded," he said, his lips curling into a smirk. "And here I thought you were enjoying my lap."

Johnnie blushed, "Maybe i do, maybe i don't. Shut the fuck up."

Carrington chuckled again, clearly enjoying getting a rise out of Johnnie. He moved his hand from his heart to Johnnie's thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze."Don't get all grumpy on me now," he said, his voice still teasing. "You know you like being close to me."

Johnnie felt flustered. He rolled his eyes again as he sassily remarked. "You're pushing it, i will get off"

Carrington laughed at Johnnie's sassy response. He moved his hand up Johnnie's thigh, giving it a small squeeze again."Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," he said sarcastically. "You wouldn't dare leave my lap. You love it too much."

"Hey, I'm the only one in boots here" Johnnie replied, wiggling his emo boot.

Carrington couldn't help but laugh at Johnnie's comment. He looked down at his own feet, which were bare.

"Touché," Carrington said, a smirk still on his face. "I guess I'm the one who should be worried about leaving, huh?"

"Mm, no. Because youre stuck. I'm not moving. You have an emo bitch on your lap, be fucking grateful." Johnnie sassily remarked.

Carrington chuckled again, his hand moving back down to Johnnie's waist. He pulled him even closer, their bodies now pressed together.

"Oh, I'm very grateful," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I don't know what I would do without my own personal emo lap warmer."

Johnnie bursts out laughing, "Yeah-" his voice cracked as he blushed, nodding his head and laughing.

Carrington couldn't help but smile at the sound of Johnnie's laughter. He loved seeing him happy and carefree, even if it was at his own expense."Your voice just cracked," he teased, poking Johnnie's side playfully.

"Fuck off, i should get off." Johnnie laughs, starting to get off Carrington's lap.

Carrington tightened his grip on Johnnie's waist, preventing him from getting up."Noooo," he whined, a playful pout on his face. "You can't leave me now. I need my lap warmer."

"Well can i least face you?" Johnnie pouted as he tilted his head back.

Carrington chuckled at Johnnie's pout. He gently turned him around so that they were facing each other, their faces only inches apart.
"Better?" he asked, his voice softening slightly.

"Better." Johnnie replied, his voice softening too. As he rests a hand onto Carrington's chest.

Carrington smiled at the feeling of Johnnie's hand on his chest. He brought his own hand up to cup Johnnie's cheek, his thumb gently stroking his skin.
"You're cute," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You're cuter," Johnnie replied, biting on his lip piercing. As he shifts more comfortably on Carrington's lap.

Carrington felt his heart skip a beat at Johnnie's words. He couldn't help but be captivated by the way he bit his lip piercing."You can't just say things like that," he said, his voice slightly shaky. "It's not fair."

"How is it not?" Johnnie raised his eyebrow. "I guess you're just a weakling, because i barely have done shit and you're flustered. It's cute." He says in his sassy attitude.

Carrington felt his cheeks flush even more at Johnnie's comment. He let out a small scoff, trying to play it cool.
"I'm not flustered," he protested, even though he clearly was. "You're just trying to get a rise out of me."

"I'm not blind, i can see your face. It's turning all pink," Johnnie chuckled as he cupped Carrington's face in his hands. "And warm."

Carrington's face turned even pinker as Johnnie cupped his face in his hands. He couldn't deny it anymore - he was definitely flustered.

"Shut up," he mumbled, trying to hide his embarrassment. "It's your fault for being so damn cute, Johnnie."

"Make me," Johnnie sassily replied, smirking as he lets go of Carrington's face.

Carrington's eyes widened at Johnnie's challenge. He couldn't help but feel a pang of desire in his chest.
"You're playing a dangerous game," he said, his voice low and husky. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.

"I like games, try me." Johnnie laughs softly as he winked at Carrington.

Carrington couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Johnnie's waist and flipped him over, pinning him down on the couch. He hovered over him, his face inches away from Johnnie's."You asked for it," he muttered, his eyes dark with desire.

"Woah.." Johnnie felt flustered. His emo hair draping across the couch, being pinned by Carrington. "Ookokokokok! You win!" He laughed.

Carrington smirked as he looked down at Johnnie, who was now pinned beneath him. He leaned down, his lips brushing against Johnnie's ear.

"I always win," he whispered, his breath hot against Johnnie's skin. "And now you're all mine."

Johnnie couldn't help but smile at this. He leaned up and connected their lips. Which caused Carrington to unpin him.

Carrington was caught off guard by the sudden kiss, but he quickly regained his composure. He deepened the kiss.

Johnnie pulled back, giggling he asked, "Can i sit in your lap again?"

Carrington chuckled at Johnnie's request. He sat back on the couch, patting his lap."Of course you can," he said, a smile on his face. "Come here."

Johnnie happily sits back onto Carrington's lap. The two cuddled and shared kisses.

Happy in each other's embrace.

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