MultiFandom Oneshots (Smut)

Johnny Cage (FtM!Reader)

johnny cage who would GLADLY die between your thighs. who wants you to sit on his face all day, every day.

he loves to get on his knees in front of you. whether it he in the shower, while you're sitting on the couch, or sitting on the edge of the massive pool he has.

he'll hook your legs over his shoulder, giving you those damned puppy dog eyes and you already know what he wants. and you give in every time.

he likes to tease you, kissing over your tummy, the insides of your thighs. but he's oh so gentle with it, whispering how good you feel, how good you are to him for letting him taste you.

johnny eats you out like you're a full course meal, savoring everything your pussy gives him. the tip his tongue flicks back and forth against your clit, pulling lovely sounds from you.

he loves it when you tug on his hair when he eats you out. loves it when you use the grip in his hair to guide his head to please you just the way you want, loves it when you grind against his face.

whether it be dragging his tongue through your folds, tonguefucking you while his nose rubs and bumps against your clit, or sucking and licking on your clit. he's eager to please you, eager to please his handsome boyfriend.

and god does johnny love it when you squeeze his head with your thighs. he loves being trapped against your pussy, where he can only taste and smell you.

he gets off to it. the wet schlick of his hand over his cock is just barely audible over the sound of his mouth on your cunt. he moans and whines against your pussy, practically drowning himself in your taste. he wanted more. he needs more.

he wants you to cum all over his face.

so he licks and sucks, desperately trying to bring you to the edge. his thumb circles over your clit while he laps through your folds, his tongue pushing into you every few strokes.

he looks up at you through lidded eyes, drunk on your taste. your grip on his hair tightens and johnny's eyes fall shut.

you pant his name as your hips move against his mouth. your head falls back against your shoulders and you moan out his name when you reach that peak.

your orgasm washes over you, your hips jerking and twitching against johnny's face, thighs squeezing around his head as you cum. and johnny laps up everything he can do eagerly.

he works you through your orgasm until you're pushing his head away. the lower half of his face is covered in your leftover fluids but he doesn't seem to mind as he crawls over you to kiss you.

you meet him for the kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. you're just vaguely aware that johnny is jerking off as he kisses you. now that just won't do.

'let me return the favor' you say between kisses. johnny groans against your lips but acquiesces, nudging you onto your back so he can straddle your chest.

you wrap your arms around his thighs while johnny grabs a nice handful of your hair and guides his cock to your mouth. he taps it against your lips until you part them for him and he's able to nestle the tip of his cock in your mouth.

he guides your head over his cock for a moment before beginning to roll his hips forward to fuck your mouth.

he doesn't last very long, coming in your mouth with a pitiful moan of your name. he doesn't give you much time to swallow his spend, leaning down to kiss you again, not caring if he got his own cum in his mouth. or perhaps that had been his plan.

your tastes mingle in the kiss and you're both panting when you part. 'take it to the bedroom?' you suggest.

johnny agrees with a quick 'hell yes' and a wide smile