Multi Fandom One-Shots

Lady (Johnny Storm x Reader)

Warning ⚠ Sexual references and remarks, alcohol consumption, and swearing!

Johnny's POV

Out of any of the women in the club, I had eyes only for her.

The club was dark and the multi-colored lights were swirling, but it was as if this girl had a spotlight thrust upon her. She was all I could see, everything else meant nothing.

Her (h/l) (h/c) was pulled back except for two strands which framed her face. Her dark makeup accented her bright (e/c) eyes and made her lips look full.

Her lips... God I just wanted to kiss them senseless.

And her body... She was wearing a black dress covered in lace with black lace sleeves. The dress outlined her curves perfectly, but still left a lot to the imagination. And boy could I imagine...

She was perfect. Fuck I need her.

(Y/N)'s POV:

You stood at the corner of the dance floor drinking. You knew you were slightly tipsy, but still mostly sober. You had to stay sober for your mission tonight. Sure part of the mission would hopefully result in hooking up with the hottest guy in the room.

'In more ways than one...'

But the mission was more important than that.

Johnny Storm had access to information that your employer needed and your employer was willing to pay a generous amount for it.

The guy you had your eyes on was standing a few feet to your left. Drinking a beer and standing in the light of all of the other women's stares, he looked away from them and looked at you.

Keeping his attention solely on you, you winked and sipped your alcohol seductively. He smirked in response and raised his own drink to his lips, never once taking his eyes off of you. 

Phase one complete. Time to reel him in.

Johnny made his way over to you, drink still in his hand, dirty thoughts on his mind.

'She's going to regret teasing the Torch.'

Of course that was your plan all along, but he had no idea what you were capable of.

You smiled at him as he stopped in front of you. You ignored all of the jealous stares from all of the women in the room who would kill to be at the center of the Torch's attention.

"Well if it isn't the Human Torch. To what do I owe the pleasure?" You smirked up at him.

"Lucky for you sweetheart, you didn't have to do anything. I thought I would do the chivalrous act of helping a lonely damsel in distress." His playboy attitude showing. He knew he was going to win you tonight. Johnny's charm never failed him.

You set down your drink on a table nearby and turned back to him stepping closer. You moved your hands to his chest feeling his well defined abs. "My hero. Well, since you saved me from being alone, what are you going to do with me now?" You flashed him a look of pure innocence.

He backs you up so that your back is hitting one of the walls. His lips pressed against your ear. "Whatever I feel like doing." He seductively whispers, his hot breath hitting the area around your left temple.

"And what do you feel like doing?" You whisper back, your voice wavering slightly. What could you do? He was turning you on.

"Well first I'm going to have to punish you for when you teased me across the room and because of that I am not going to let you cum. You will be quivering underneath me, and you are going to beg for me to make you feel good, but I'm not going to let you. You are going to wait for me and maybe then I'll let you. And after that. I will move myself between your thighs. I'm gonna fuck you so hard with my tongue and all of your cum is going to spill into my open mouth.

You could feel the heat building up between your thighs as he talked. "When do we start?"

*Time Skip* (SPOILER! you two did the dirty) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

You wake up in a bed that is clearly not your own. It is still night time as the great windows in the room show dark space above the New York skyline.

An unbearably warm arm is covering your chest, preventing you from getting up. You move the arm gently so whomever it was this time would not wake up.

You climb out of the bed quietly and shiver as the cool night air hits your naked body. The previous hours come back to you as you realize: You had fucked the Human Torch.

'And I liked it... Stop! I need to focus on the mission now.'

You find your dress thrown haphazardly onto a lamp from the intensity of the previous act. Throwing that on and what other clothes you managed to find lying around, you begin your decent through the hallways in search of Dr. Reed Richard's lab.

Making your way to his central computer you take out the flash drive you had been given. You then proceed to upload all of the computer's data onto the drive and once you finish, you wipe the computer's memory and empty all data logs.

You make your way to the elevator and exit the Baxter Building only to get into the sleek black limo that is waiting in front of the entrance.

Your employer is waiting for you sitting at a distance that showed that you were not of the same importance as him. Yes him. His frame was much too large to be a woman.

You stare at the the shadowed man in front of you. The occasional light reflecting off of his metallic mask is the only light in the car.

"I've retrieved the files just as you have asked sir." You state while handing him the drive.

He snatches the drive away from you. "Good. Did any of the four see you leave? Does that Storm boy know your identity?"

"No sir." You never told him your name so he had insisted on calling you 'Lady' all night. You had to cringe at the thought. You were no ones 'lady.'

"Good. Now with all of Reed's information I will know all of the secrets of the Fantastic Four! And once I get my plan into motion there will be nothing to stop me from destroying those meddlesome heroes! And every other villain across the multiverse will bow down to me! Doctor Do-"

"Yeah. Yeah. World supremacy. Can I have my money now?"