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THIS GIF WAS TOO CUTE NOT TO ADD i intend for this to be dirty sooo be prepared, luv ❗️PLEASE ONLY READ IF YOU ARE OLD ENOUGH!❗️ A/N: solemnly inspired by willywonkaisbaeee !! check out their book!
RIDE ME
I had spent my whole day decorating our house for Christmas. It was one of my favorite things to do. As much work as it was to decorate our whole downstairs area, I still enjoyed it. I put up two Christmas trees, wreaths, garlands, cute little Santa's, and other small accents such as pillows, and candles. With the help of the house keeper and assistants, they all put a lot of pretty white lights outside. It was perfect, Johnny thought so as well.
Johnny was gone most of the day for work. He had been home an hour or so, sitting in his office doing research for a role or something. I knew he was stressed so I wanted to do something for him. I had the perfect idea.
I was in the kitchen, wearing Christmas pajamas because, well, I'm obsessed already. I got everything out to make chocolate chip cookies including ingredients and kitchenware. I started to mix everything together, following my mother's recipe. I added in the chocolate chips and stirred them in with my hands.
That's when Johnny enters the kitchen with an aggravated look on his face.
"Hey, grumpster." I laugh pathetically.
He comes up behind me and hugs my waist. I have my hands lifted up, because there is dough all over them.
"Hey, baby." He mumbles. The side of his face is pressed on the back of my head. He kisses my head. "Cookies, huh?"
"Mhm." I hum and turn around. His hands are still groping my waist and he raises an eyebrow and looks at my hand. He looks back at me and takes my hand. He sticks my finger in his mouth and dramatically licks the cookie dough off them while making straight eye contact with me. I blush lightly and bite my lip. I shove his chest with one finger and smirk at him.
"You're absolutely ridiculous, Johnny." I whisper playfully. I shove past him to wash my hands. He exhales deeply and leans on the counter. I turn around and he's looking right at me.
"You look stressed, baby." I go over to him and wrap my arms around his neck. He groans into my ear. "If you just wait about..." I look at the clock. "40 minutes." I let go so I can make eye contact with him. "I'll have a wonderful surprise for you." I fix the collar on his shirt. He gives off the slightest smirk and his eyes scan my face. "Just wait." I whisper in his ear, I bite his ear lobe. His eyes go slightly wide and he opens his mouth.
"Will do, baby." He quickly smiles. I throw a Santa hat from the counter on his head and he scurried out the kitchen to his office. I chuckle and continue making the cookies.
