His Good Side (John Seed x Reader)

The Atonement

(I can't believe I've gotten so many reads so far 😂😂 I feel so happy people actually like my stuff. Kinda? )

As his blue eyes pooling with lust and other unreadable emotions stare deep into your (e/c) eyes the heat between your legs rise as he slowly  parts your legs. He kicks the swivel chair back and it slams against the wall, that's when he gets on his knees.

His hands hike your dress above your legs as you go to stand and help until he pushes you back down and brings his knife out.

"I hate this dress anyway.... you'd look better in nothing at all." He said as he cut the expressive dress from your body. The fabric was light and weak, easy to slice.

As his hands traveled up your exposed thighs then to your hips, your breathing was shallow, feeling the thrill creep up everywhere his hands went. His eyes scanned your exposed body, your eyes filling slowly with lust, feeling it leak through your heat. His eyes looking down to your heat, then the rest of your body.

"So beautiful.... are you ready to commence the Atonement?" His eyes look up to you, Hope sparking in them at your answer. Your utter devotion to this man, and this man alone instantly made you say yes.

"Ohhh.... fuck. I'm gonna make you scream yes when my cocks ravaging your insides..." His voice wavers when his fingers yes the waters, one hand slowly traveling up to your heat, sending butterfly's rocketing through your stomach and lighting your nerves ablaze.

(I just hit my funny bone and my arm went numb just then)

"Please do... Teach me of the word Yes... show me what it means. How it feels." You say as his face flushed and his hands spread your thighs. His breath hitches as he mumbles a compliment under his breath.

He moves behind you and places his thumb on your bundle of nerves, his middle finger rubbing in between your folds. As you soak his fingers in your juices, his hot breath breaches your ear.

"I wanna turn that pretty little pussy of yours into a mess. Just imagine.... as I leave marks upon your skin. We will atone together for our lust. Our cravings. Our fantasies. Our addictions...." he says as your soft moans fill the room.

"It feels way better than I thought it would, when you rub my core like that" you say as he adds another finger. Your back arches as your head falls back on the head rest of the chair.

"J-John.... I need you in me now please." You say as he just 'tsks '.

"Tell me how bad you want me... how bad you want my cock. My cum. Tell me how bad." His husky voice drones on in your ear. His affliction with self praise evident.

"P-please John... I want all your cum in every hole you could fit it in. I want you to fuck me just please!" You beg out. Finishing with," make me say yes! Yes John! I want you!" You scream out in dire need as he hums a yes.

"Stand up and bend over my tool bench" he says as he walks over and with one sweep, sends his devices off the edge. "Come on sweetheart." He coos trying to get you to bend over as you rush over and bend over. He grabs your hands and puts them behind your back, taking off his belt and tying up your hands.

"Now be a good girl and beg" He says as he unbuttons his pants with his other hand and takes his member out, precum from just your body and words evident.

"Please.... please fill me-" you go to say but are cut off when he rams inside your walls at a brisk pace. His fully erect member doing a number on your sensitive walls. It had been a few years since you had done anything close to this so it felt so much more.... effective than before.

"Yes... yes YES YES YES" you moan with each thrust, yelling at the end. As his restraint on your wrist got harder and a bit more painful, you did not care. You were in absolute bliss.

"Thats my girl... now... just- ohhh fuck yes" he said as he held his head back while you rested yours on the table. You clenched your walls around him sending him into the bliss as well.

As your fluids start to drip out of your body and down your thighs onto the floor, he brings the hand back hay was resting on your hips and spanks your ass, hard.

"Oof- again please~" You say as he just smiles and brings his hand back, smacking your ass harder. As he keeps thrusting the sounds of his ragged breath and grunts, filled with your moans and pants sent him over the edge.

What really made him cum though, as he looked down at all the marks he had made on your back, claiming you, was knowing you actually cared about him. In ways other people haven't. It sent him spiraling over the edge as he rode out his orgasm, you following soon after.

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After he had lent you his shirt, but kept his vest on, he sat you down and gave you a tattoo right above your heat, the word lust etched beautifully into your skin. He had not made it look bad, in fact he had made it look beautiful.

"Beautiful...." He said as your eyes brightened up at his compliment. His smile gave you thrills even amusement parks couldn't give.

"John?" You ask shyly as he looks up from his position in the swivel chair, him putting up his tattoo equipment.

"Yes sweet heart?" He said lovingly, throwing you off guard from his usually sadistic domineer.

"Your a tattoo artist?" You ask as he just laughs and nods.

"Also a lawyer but... that's back before. Actually, most of the tattoos you see down here are from me. Hell, I even did a few on myself." He chuckles and puts his supplies up.

"What's next babe?" You ask as he flustered at the word 'babe'.

"Hmm.... I guess we go home. Unless you want to do something else?" His eyebrow raises and a cocky smile arises on his face.

"Hmmm.... let's head home. I need a nap. All this atoning has made me a bit... tired." You say as you stand up to have him bring you into a hug, his hand sneaking up your bare ass cheek.

"I don't have any spare undergarments here so I may need everyone to clear the bunker..." he goes to say but you get a head start on the stairs.

"Hey! There gonna see you naked!" He yells as you just giggle.

"The only person I care about seeing me naked is you, hun" you taught as he runs up the stairs after you, trying to shield you from view all the way to the car, even while entering his ranch.