Johnny Depp x reader-one shot

*Johnny Depp-2*

Prompt: "If you want me to listen to you then get on your knees and beg!"

Warning: shameless smut and dominant reader

"Well I thought that maybe we could have like a... You know. Our own wrap up party" he said looking at you.

From the corner of your eye you could see your brother Tim glaring daggers at Johnny. Helena was just giggling and giving you a thumbs up.

"Is this your way of asking me on a date?" you asked with a smirk. Johnny didn't look flustered but the blush on his cheeks gave it away pretty clearly.

"Well if you want it to be  a date" he said with that damn smirk of his. You smiled and walked to the door of your car.

Motioning your head to the car, he smiled and went for the door to the steering wheel.

Slapping his hand away, he looked at you hurt. "I'm driving and we are going to my house" you said and went inside. He still smiled and went to the other door.

Throwing your and Johnny's bag onto the back seats, you started the car.

You could see Tim looking at your car and throwing his arms up as he talked to Helena. She just smiled and showed you a thumbs up.

You smiled back at her and drove out of the parking lots.

"So where do you live?" Johnny asked after a while of silent drive. You smiled and gave him a small side smile.

"Something like an hour from this place." you said and flexed your fingers a little.

He smiled and puts a careful hand on your thigh. You at first ignored it until it started coming closer to your middle.

You let out an animal almost growl and slapped his hand away. He made a whiny sound which made you smile.

After another while you put a hand on his thigh. He took a deep breath before he relaxed again. You smiled and bit your lip.

'Let the fun begin' you thought.

Slowly sliding your hand up into his crotch you could feel his half hard cock. A small moan escaped Johnny's lips. You couldn't almost hear it but it was there.

"Exited are we?" you smirked and threw a side smile on him when the lights turned red. Squirming in his seat, Johnny a 'accidentally' created bigger friction onto his crotch.

Another small moan leaved his lips as the lights turned green again. Speeding down the road you came closer and closer to your home.

After a while you grew bored of just gliding your hand over his crotch. So you sgueezed him instead.

A louder moan falled from Johnny's lips as he squirmed more in his seat.

"Stop squirming" you said with pure dominance dripping from your tone. He whimpered but stayed relatively still. From time to time his hands or his legs twitched.

Johnny was close. He was going to cum in his pants like a teenager. By the time your car pulled into your garage there was a wet spot on his jeans.

Before the car even stopped your mouth was against his. His pants pulled down and your hand in his hair.

There will be a third part 😏