NCT ONESHOTS | AMBW

Johnny

Kitchen rendezvous

"You're here," Johnny said huskily, hugging me tightly from behind as I was cooking.

"Yeah, didn't you hear me come in?" I laughed at him, turning the stove off. The pasta was ready to be dished.

Johnny merely grunted in response but shifted behind me. It was then I felt hard abs poking my back, and I realised he was shirtless.

"Johnny, go put some clothes on!" I turned around to scold him, but he just smiled lazily.

He moved forward and pinned me against the countertop, his six foot one height still intimidating despite how long I had known him. He looked at me lustfully, and I gulped. He picked me up by my thighs and carried me over to the cold kitchen table.

"Oh-"

He began to massage my brown thighs, focusing on staring me in the eyes whilst biting his lip. He leaned forward until his lips were inches from mine.

"I can think of a better dinner."