𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴

Just a little Tipsy

John was out with his friends and I had the house to myself. Although, I had my best friend over and we chilled. She went home about twenty minutes ago.

I dimmed the lights and turned the TV off. That's when a disoriented John stumbled into the living room. He gripped the doorframe to steady himself. I chuckled.

"Well hello, Mrs. Stamos, " He sang in a happy voice. I snorted and propped my hands on my hips. I tilted my head to the side. "You look really, really sexy, "

"and you You look really, really drunk, " I answered with a smirk. He nagged and whipped his hand up in the air, as if he was dismissing the idea

"Nah-h-h-h. Just a little tipsy, " He corrected me. I snorted and he started to walk over to me with no balance. I pursed my lips and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"How about we get you to bed, " I looked up at him as he wrapped his arm around my waist for balance. A wicked grin covered his lips.

"That's what I'm talking about, " He growled seductively.

"Nope. Not tonight, big guy, " I patted his chest and helped him up the stairs. After many attempts, he finally made it to the top.

"How did you even get here?" I asked him. There's no way he could've driven himself back.

"A friend dropped me off, " He answered with a droopy voice. I ooped and hurried him to the bedroom. As soon as he saw the bed he fell back first onto it.

"No, No. Not yet, " I exclaimed and rushed over to him. He groaned and rested his arms over his face. "I need to undress you, "

He chuckled evilly. "Ah, so foreplay is your plan?"

I frowned up at him and narrowed my eyes. "Not in that kind of way, " I said with a chuckle.

"I should have videoed this to show you in the morning, " I muttered. He snorted and moved his head up a little with a smirk.

"Not the first time you'd be approved of being photographed or filmed, " He said lowly. I gasped and red blushed my cheeks. He chuckled and dropped his head back against the mattress.

I continued to unbuckle his belt. "Ass up," I said. He complied and I pulled the belt from his belt loops. I neatly placed it on the chair and continued my handy work.

I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down. "Ass up again, " I told. He did so and I wrapped my fingers around the top of the jeans and pulled them down. Once they were discarded and neatly folded next to his belt, I frowned at his underwear.

His hard-on did not have any shame.

I placed my hands on my hips and blew the strand of hair out my face. "You're. So. Sexy-y-y-y..." He breathed out the last bit and my eyes moved up to John.

"All two of me?" I asked jokingly. He grinned and nodded his head. I hummed and leaned over him to unbutton his shirt. He played with the strands of my hair as I did so.

Once all the buttons were popped open, I took his shirt off and placed it folded on the pile. "Aren't you, like, glad to have a husband who-who has a body like this?" He grumbled out.

"Mhm, " I agreed and just focused on my task at hand. I pushed the bed covers back and told John to go lay down. He crawled over there like it was a big task to do.

"Now can you close your eyes and sleep?" I asked. He nodded and shook his head.

"Where are you going?" He asked with a whine.

"To put these clothes in the laundry basket, " I leaned over and kissed his forehead. He groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down onto the bed next to him.

"No. I want you to sleep with me, " He asked. I hummed and snuggled into him.

"I'm going to remind you of this tomorrow, " I mumbled.