cobrakaikink | PROMPT POST 1

I want to fill this so hard. I'll try brainstorming as 'suffer beautifully' is too good a phrase to pass up.

Not OP but HOLY SHIT - that was amazing!!!!

Johnny is really desperate for some cash, so when he tells the smug Pawnshop guy that he will do anything to get some money and the guy jokingly asks him ‘to give him a good time’, Johnny unashamedly obliges.
Preferably no dub-con: both guys really want it.

+ If the usually cocky Lyle actually gets flustered/shy with Johnny
+ Dominant Johnny
+ Dirty talk

This is hilarious and I love this prompt!

+1 please!!!

Daniel is an affectionate drunk and gets sentimental and kisses Johnny on the lips whenever he's had a few. Johnny is confused but not opposed.

+ Johnny being sober at least one of the times (whether he's the designated driver or picking Daniel up to bring him home or maybe given up drinking, whatever works)

I want to see their sometimes smutty and often times hilarious and embarrassing adventures in sexting. Johnny sending just the worst and most crass, slang filled sexts that to Daniel’s shock get him way more turned on than expected. Dickpics being sent at embarrassing inopportune times, confusion over emojis, technology malfunctions, etc

Okay...I have a soulmate marks au idea were Johnny and Daniel have identical marks, but they doesn't manifest until their 18 years old...so after high school. Also can their marks be in color due to the fact that they've already met? Neither of them realize their each other's soulmate until they meet again later in life so when Cobra Kai begins...Extra bonus points if it's one of the kids [Robby?] who tells Johnny and/or Daniel they have the same mark. Cue suspicion and comical extremes to find out if it's true. And you win my life if Daniel and Amanda are happily divorced, yet still best friends/co-parents.

major +1 here

Just want anything with one of them eating the other's ass out 'til they're practically crying.

+ points if they've never tried this particular act before.

Never been rimmed

There’s not a lot of non cringe worthy synonyms for hole so I apologize for the overuse

Title is a play on the movie title Never Been Kissed

I hope this was what you were looking for.

Red wine goes everywhere as Daniel sputters, then starts coughing as Johnny just sits back in his chair.

"Jesus, Johnny."

"What? I just asked a question" Johnny responds.

Daniel glares at him.

"So you haven't had your ass eaten out before then?" Johnny affirms.

"I didn't know that was a thing" Daniel answers, offhand, as he starts wiping up the wine.

"So i'll have another one of your firsts," Johnny says, and a blush springs up high on Daniel's cheekbones.

"What are you collecting them?" he mutters.

Johnny smirks.

"Have you ever had" Daniel pauses, "that done?" he finishes, eyes slited to the side in Johnny's direction as he asks the question.

"Yeah, had a few girls over the years try" Johnny replies, not one ounce of embarrassment.

"And?” Daniel asks.

Johnny shrugs. "I'd prefer to have my dick sucked but, I figure it might be up your alley. God knows you go off hard enough when my dick is up there."

Likes anything near your ass more than enough - Johnny thinks victoriously. Daniel was the first one to take it up the ass after all, after admitting he had tried his own fingers. Not that Johnny would say that part aloud. He'd like to get laid again this year, thank you very much.

Johnny sees where Daniel pushes his tongue against the inside of his top lip, annoyed but not like he can deny it.

Daniel ignores the comment which, he has found, is the best way to deal with Johnny sometimes. Instead, "have you ever done it to someone before?”

"No," Johnny states simply.

"So, what made you suddenly decide you want to?” Daniel asks, genuinely curious.

Trust Daniel to make this more complicated then it has to be, Johnny thinks.

He shrugs his shoulder.

Truth be told it was porn, but not like he'll admit that to Daniel, lest he make Johnny tell him all the other stuff he watches. I mean, being new to this whole gay sex stuff, he had to get his ideas from somewhere didn't he? So, it was more like research anyway.

Besides, when he had his little mini, and he's not calling it a freak out, about the fact he MAY find Daniel attractive, he needed to know if it was suddenly men in general or just Larusso. I mean, a sexual identity crisis this late in life, when he hadn't really looked at another man in a sexual way, or at least not that he could recall, was a bit confusing. Not that he had a problem with gay people, he wasn't that much of an asshole. Whatever, babes or dudes - as long as they were hot he'd told the kids when they found out a classmate was gay.

So, he watched some porn and found it did nothing, and he breathed a sign of relief. Now, maybe, he could chalk it up to a familiarity thing, or maybe it was just the thrill of the fight.

Learning karate from such a formative age, maybe it had just blurred the lines between pleasure and pain until Johnny couldn't tell the difference. And, where him and Daniel were concerned, there was always going to be fighting, so there would always be that mix up of pleasure and pain. Maybe there was no difference in the two for them.

That was, the porn did nothing until he saw a video about a bigger blond fucking a smaller brunette with olive skin and big brown eyes and his dick went from uninterested to ready to nut and, okay it wasn't a liking men thing is was just a Daniel thing. He could work with that. Truth be told, if he allowed himself to think about it, he'd remember night in bed during high school, thinking about slim hips, too thin arms on long, lean legs, and big brown eyes, but these ones had anger in them, such fire and spirit. Then maybe he'd have to admit it's always been a Daniel thing.

As it were, the next video was a petite brunette with tears streaming down his face as he sat on some beefy blond's face, and for a second he imagined it was Daniel crying from pleasure as he rode Johnny's face then, before he knew it, he had a hand wrapped around his dick, coming. So there was that.

Johnny's brought out of his thoughts by Daniel's voice, "yeah, just let me think about it."

If Daniel's at least going to think about it, he'll call it a win.

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They don't talk about it again until a week later, both of them doing the dishes, Daniel washing and Johnny drying.

"Okay" Daniel says, as he turns to hand him a plate. "We can try it."

He doesn't press it. Daniel will decide when.

Daniel turns back to plunge his hands into the hot, soapy water and although he'd blame that for the heat on his face, Johnny knows better.

Johnny also knows he won't be waiting long.

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He’s got his face buried between Daniel’s cheeks as Daniel bites into the pillow to stifle the noises that haven't stopped pouring out of him since Johnny pushed him flat to his stomach, placed a pillow under his hips, and spread his cheeks.

The first tentative touch of Johnny's tongue to Daniel's asshole had brought a surprised gasp.

The first lick of a broad tongue was a shuddery exhalation.

Then Johnny had gone for it. Hands rubbing the back of Daniel's trembling thighs as he ate him out.

Saliva drips down Johnny's chin and he leans back to blow on Daniel's wet, pink hole.

Daniel's scream could be heard through the pillow.

Johnny reaches up and takes it from Daniel, before leaning down to whisper in his ear, “ I want to hear how much you like my tongue in your ass,” before kissing his way down Daniel's spine back to said ass. Johnny could feel Daniel’s smaller frame shaking under his lips.

A sharp intake of breath as Johnny rubs over the spit slick pucker was his reward, a shouted "oh Christ, oh fuck," as he dives back in, licking up and down the furled muscle, quivering against Johnny's tongue.

Johnny can feel it clench on every pass over it.

"Feel good?" Johnny asks, as he rests his head on the small of Daniel back.

"Yes," Daniel sobs out.

"How good?"

"So good. God, Johnny please," moaning for it now.

"Please what, Daniel?"

"You know what," Daniel says as he wriggles his ass.

Daniel doesn't want to say it even though he wants it bad, and Johnny is surprised by how much he wants it himself as well. The feeling of Daniel falling apart under his mouth.

"This maybe?" Johnny asks, as he swipes his tongue all the way up Daniel's cleft.

Daniel moans as he fists his fingers in the bed, humping his hips back against Johnny's face as he rubs himself off against the soft pillow.

"Let me hear you" Johnny tells him as he places a kiss on either prefect cheek, waiting. He rubs the tip of a thick finger over Daniel's pucker, feather light, remarking, "so sweet for me."

A whimper, then, "eat me."

"Sorry, didn't hear you" Johnny says as he taps a finger on the rim now, just to see it spasm.

“Eat my ass,” he practically shouts and Johnny dives back in, high on the power he has, what he's reduced Daniel to.

Daniel is panting and squirming against the pleasure that Johnny's mouth on his ass is bringing him. Johnny's tongue hot against him, like a brand, and Daniel knows he'll never be the same.

Johnny starts to flick his tongue against his asshole, so sensitive now, and Daniel wails.

Johnny speeds up and he feels Daniel shift up the bed, like he's trying to get away, noise spilling out of him like he's sobbing, but Johnny grips his hips and drags him back down against his face.

He comes then, from Johnny’s mouth on his ass, rutting against the pillow, little hitches of breath.

Johnny's hard as a rock. He wants to be inside, knows how that tight heat would grip him just right and although he knows Daniel would let him, it would probably be just on the side of too much to be enjoyable.

Besides, Johnny doubts he’d be able to last long enough to get into Daniel all the way, too turned on from eating him out.

"Fuck, kneel up and lean forward" Johnny tells him, voice rough. Daniel tries to comply, but he's been made clumsy. He did that, Johnny thinks proudly, but after a few attempts he just manhandles Daniel so his face is into the mattress, ass in the air for him.

"Spread" Johnny tells him. "I want to see your hole."

Daniel does and Johnny places his hand on the small of Daniel's back, thumb just at the top of his crack.

Daniel turns his head against the mattress and that's when Johnny sees the tear tracks on his cheek and as he comes, painting Daniel's back and asshole in white.

Daniel collapses back on the bed, spent.

Told you you'd like it Johnny says smug.

I wasn't the only one Daniel says, voice hoarse.

Posted to AO3

After winning a bet with Johnny, Daniel thought it would be hilarious to make Johnny do random chores in his garden on the hottest day of the year while Daniel lounges by the pool.

Of course, he couldn’t have known Johnny would be walking around like a damn thirsttrap the whole time.

(It’s up to the writer to make Johnny oblivious or not to Daniel’s ogling - as long as the Unresolved Sexual Tension evolves into Resolved Sexual Tension at some point.)

Johnny bends Daniel over his car and fucks him while Daniel wears nothing but Johnny’s red Cobra Kai jacket. Can be either during TKK era (Avanti) or during CK (Challenger).

+ not opposed to this just being Johnny’s first sex dream about Daniel (about any guy, for that matter — he’s discovering he’s Daniel-sexual)

inspiration: https://becauseimawinchester.tumblr.com/post/641718031159066624/au-where-kreese-never-came-back-and-the-cobrakai

I really would like it if Daniel offered like... 'everything' in return for that scroll. Basically jumping the stoic man.

Bonus for:
*)Chozen acting unaffected for a long time
*)Daniel admitting he had the hots for him before
*)When they finally fuck - Daniel is in tears since Chozen is so tender

YES. +1!!!!!

Johnny gets knocked out and wakes up to the horrible sight of Daniel doing everything to prevent the thugs from killing Johnny.

holy shit??!!? +11111111111, PLEASE.

oh god

um to be clear, that's: oh god [enthusiastic]

I check on this like 3 times a day to see if it’s been filled, help.

I work in it, should be ready the day after tomorrow ;) (I'm a really slow writer but I do my best.)

can't wait!!

This is super-rapey and very wrong on many levels. If you're squeamish, you shouldn't read this. If you are not sure - I have put the tag warnings at the end of this chapter to give you an idea.

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"I should've known better than to team up with a lunatic like you." Johnny heard LaRusso say, and then the world around him went black.

When he slowly gained consciousness again, his head throbbed. He felt slightly sick.

'Concussion,' his brain provides. He tried to move his arms in vain; they were probably bound. The feeling of concrete under his body told him he was lying on the ground.

Slowly he blinked, while he evened out his breath. After all, it wasn't the first time he got beaten unconscious during a fight. Letting your opponent know you're back with the living again has never been a good strategy.

Confused, he registered that those assholes must have put duct tape over his mouth. It was probably the same with which they had bound his arms behind his back.

'Great, on the day I haven't shaved. Removing it will hurt like a bitch.'

An eerily familiar voice brings him back to his current situation — God, how he loathes that tone of LaRusso trying to calm him down.

Except that the words weren't directed at Johnny…

"Come on guys, we're really sorry. Just let me take him, and we are off. I promise not to bother you, fine gentlemen, again."

All Johnny saw are legs. LaRusso's, in his expensive sneakers, surrounded by five others.

A hoarse laugh followed. "You hear that, boss? He thinks we are fine gentlemen."

"I don't want any trouble. Please tell me how I can make it up to you." Johnny could imagine LaRusso, all big pleading eyes and delicate features twisted into his best salesman smile.

"Maybe we can work out something…" That was the deep voice of the guy that seemed to be their leader. He started circling LaRusso while the others hum and chuckle dirty.

LaRusso was way too unaware and enthusiastic about that proposal. "You want money? No problem, I'll pay you."

"To then run to the cops? Tsk, tsk, tsk, I want something of value, something that makes sure you won't go straight to the police like the good little boy scout you seem to be."

LaRusso let out a noise of disapproval. Johnny could vividly imagine him cringing at being called 'little'. LaRusso was nearly as tall as him but weirdly appeared to be rather … petite. But other than his weight, the feisty man was a fighting machine, probably deadly if he really wanted to be.

Johnny remembered that spark of concern that had flashed through him when they fought the guys before. The gang's boss had picked up LaRusso with ease - only to have all worries eradicated a couple of seconds later by some well-placed hits.

"Look, just tell me what you want." A little bit of the usual arrogance crept back in LaRusso's voice.

"It’s easy. You'll do whatever we want, so you and your little friend over there can leave without getting carried out in a body bag. Sounds good?"

Johnny could hear his confusion when LaRusso said, "Yeah, whatever. I can help you with those cars. I actually have quite some knowledge about how to- "

The thug interrupts him with a dark chuckle, "I think you misunderstood our intentions. Get on your knees!"

"What?!"

When he didn't move, someone shoved LaRusso down on the ground, and Johnny could finally see the man's face. Big bambi-eyes full of disbelieve, while irritation dominated his body-language.

"Listen, pretty boy, I'll spell this out for you. We can go two ways, I'll either blow a hole through your buddy's head, or you become our little slut for this lovely afternoon. Your choice."

The unmistakable sound of a semi-automatic being pulled and ready to shoot ringed through the dimly lighted garage.

Johnny could see the desperation in LaRusso's face, the way he raised his hands in a half-pleading, half-calming gesture. “Listen, you don’t wanna go th-“ The gun got pointed directly at LaRusoo. He fearfully slowly lifted his hands but otherwise seemed to be overwhelmed by the situation.

When the gun was suddenly turned in Johnny's direction, he quickly closed his eyes but felt the room's gazes on him.

"Please," LaRusso whispered, "I .. I'm sorry. I'll do what you say. Just please don't..."

The guys laughed, and Johnny risked opening his eyes again.

One pulled out his sticky cock, slapping it into LaRusso's face. It was already hard. "Come on little slut, let's see if you're any good at it."

Their boss lets himself fall on a wheel, leaning forward and smiling sweetly at LaRusso. "Do you get it now? The situation you're in? We hardly get such a pretty face in here, so you understand that we have to make good use of it." The gun in his right hand casually pointed at Johnny, while his gaze was still fixed on LaRusso. "It’s your decision, slut. You disobey, and my finger will slip. You refuse to do as told, and my finger will slip. You bite and my finger- you get the idea.”

LaRusso looked like he wanted to protest, his face flushed with anger; instead, he just balls his hands till his knuckles turned white.

“Today, princess,” the man above him snarled.

"Listen," LaRusso tried again, "Don't do this. That's beneath you. That's not who you are. You're … you're better than that. If you need money, I have some on me. You can even have the Audi outside. Just take whatever you need. You could—"

The gun was fired, and Johnny hated how he flinched when the bullet pierced the floor a few feet away from him.

"Suck the dick," Chris said. "Come on. You know how to do it. I bet you sucked many cocks in your life. Bet you love it, sucking fat, hard cocks."

“I haven’t, and I don’t love it. You can’t be serious. I mean, you wouldn’t risk jail for this?” LaRusso gestured up and down on himself. Johnny couldn’t keep from letting out an internal groan. Fucking LaRusso had no idea how he affected others. When Johnny had seen him outside his apartment earlier, it wasn’t only the fact that the man had waited for him that nearly made him double over – it was the fact that LaRusso looked breath-taking today.

Chris’ voice sounded dangerous when he talked once more, “You have five seconds. I’m already wanted for murder. We’re working out asses off in here to get some fake passports and leave the country soon. I don’t have the slightest problem committing one kill more.”

LaRusso blanched.

Chris popped every word, “One – last – chance…”

Suddenly LaRusso closed his eyes in defeat. He leaned towards the cock near his face, wrinkling his nose and started to lick the glans. He circled it with his tongue, his tip teasing the rim, licking the shaft hesitantly.

The men around him chuckled; whispered insults. Johnny felt horror, freezing him into place. He wasn’t worth this. LaRusso should let them shoot him and get away.

His rival made a noise in the back of his throat, a sob, as he faced the realization that this is truly going to happen, that there is no way out of this. LaRusso must have known at some level that it's the wrong thing to do, but he couldn't help but plead with the men with his eyes.

"Go on," Chris encouraged him. "Take it a little deeper."

LaRusso obeyed. He hollowed his cheeks while flattening his tongue against the dick.

"Imagine, you want to bring that cock you're sucking off, you want him to come inside your mouth, you want to swallow that hot come ... what do you do, huh? Do you moan and whine? Do you beg for it?"

LaRusso nodded, probably feeling that this is the answer the man wanted.

The guy above him got impatient, demanding, “Enough playing around.” But he didn’t manage to get further because LaRusso opened his mouth instantly and swallowed the stiff prick whole, bracing his hands against the guy’s thighs.

Johnny could hear the man above him groan in appreciation.

„Not so high and mighty, with Larry’s cock in your mouth, huh?“ the boss mussed, amused. „Aren’t you sorry now for threatening us, slut?“

LaRusso only growled around the dick and sucked harder.

Larry slapped him lightly on the cheek.

„Say you’re sorry, you whore.“

LaRusso breathed heavily through his nose, but remained silent while his head still slowly bobs up and down on the cock filling his mouth. Larry turns to their boss again, while he started to shove his dick carelessly in and out of LaRusso’s mouth. The guy had the audacity to grab LaRusso’s hair for leverage. “Hey Chris, I think this whore wants to be disobedient.”

Their boss made a show of aiming his gun again.

„P-ease, dowm’t!“ LaRusso exclaimed hastily, the words barely recognizable with him trying to talk around the shaft that filled his mouth. „’m so-y!“

Larry grinned, looking down on LaRusso’s pretty face.

Meanwhile their leader, Chris, has fished out his phone. Larry pushed in so deep that Johnny could hear LaRusso trying to swallow around the dick, before pulling out.

Larry’s hand was buried deep in the thick dark hair when he yanked the head further back.

The sight of LaRusso was disturbing. Salvia dripped down his chin, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears and his used red mouth was slightly open.

If Johnny’s own traitorous dick hardened at the sight he would never admit it.

Chris turned the camera on and began filming LaRusso.

„Are you a filthy whore?“ he asked.

LaRusso hesitated for only a moment, in which Larry slapped him again.

„Yes,“ he said, looking into the camera. His usually brown eyes were nearly black and huge. „I am.“

„Say it then.“

„I’m a filthy whore.“ Johnny could feel his heart pumping faster, even though the words were spoken in a calm voice.

„And you’re nothing but a dumb cum slut.“

„I’m a dumb cum slut.“

To the thugs collective satisfaction, shown by them hooting, LaRusso had tears in his eyes now, his face burning with humiliation.

Chris put the phone away.

Larry whose hand was still gripping LaRusso’s hair tightly, began to fuck his mouth again. LaRusso’s high-pitched whining excited him further. „Does that turn you on, slut?“

Then Larry pulled out, holding LaRusso’s mouth with one hand wide open, and spurted across his face—letting him swallow a good, hot load, but mostly covering his face and his hair with thick white cum. The young man let out an ugly laugh. “Fuck, that felt good. Keep your mouth open, whore. Hadn’t had any in weeks.”

“Yeah, cause you’re an ugly fuck with a tiny dick,” another one shouts.

“Fuck off, Trevor. We can’t all have a monster cock like you.”

“You’re just jealous.”

In the meantime Chris took his phone out again, snapping pictures of LaRusso’s cum-covered face, he seemed to want to protest, but it was hard to be articulate. Larry’s spunk was still in his open mouth. And if Johnny read Chris’s face correctly the boss seemed to be as surprised by LaRusso’s semi-willing display as himself.

LaRusso, now looking at Chris, kept his mouth obediently open, and displayed Larry’s load in it. The hand of the ugly little fuck was still buried in that dark hair when he complimented, “Such a good boy.”

A small broken noise escaped LaRusso.

„That’s it, you fuck slut. You’re into this? “ Chris said roughly and got up. He made a show of taking LaRusso’s picture. After a while, he allowed LaRusso to swallow the load down but not to clean his face before demanding, “I want an answer now. You’re into sucking cocks?”

Johnny wanted to shout, attack, do anything, but he still had a hard time just keeping his eyes open. His body hurt all over, and if he tried to push himself up he probably would puke, before suffocating, thanks to the stupid tape on his mouth. He hated concussions. They made everything worse.

LaRusso was still on his knees, but through his trousers, Johnny could clearly make out a hard dick pressed against those blue jeans to his immense irritation.
So could Chris.

The usual smooth voice of LaRusso was rough and tainted more solemn with his Jersey accent than usual. “Are we finished here? I did what you wanted, now let us go.” Gone was the obedient man from a few seconds ago, replaced by the arrogant bastard he often displayed in front of Johnny.

Johnny knew they weren’t going anywhere soon.

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WARNINGS: rape, blackmail, face-fucking, demeaning language, (verbal and physical) humiliation, bukkake, physical violence, rimming, fingering, anal, exhibitionism, gangbang, forced orgasms

The author regrets everything and nothing.

Not OP but holy shiiiit this is everything I was hoping a fill for this prompt would be. And it’s a 3-parter?! I’m losing my mind!

OP here! THANK YOU!!!!! THIS IS ALL I WANTED! Excited for the next part!

PROMPT POST 1

Re: CK: Daniel whump

Re: FILL: CK: Daniel/Johnny, First time anal sex

CK: Johnny/Lyle (the Pawnshop guy), sexual favours

Re: CK: Johnny/Lyle (the Pawnshop guy), sexual favours

Re: CK: Robby/Daniel, praise kink

CK: Johnny/Daniel, drunk kissing

CK: Daniel/Johnny, sexting

KK/CK: Daniel/Johnny, Soulmate-identifying Marks

Re: CK: Johnny/Lyle (the Pawnshop guy), sexual favours

Daniel/Johnny, rimming

Re: Daniel/Johnny, rimming

CK: Daniel/Johnny, UST to RST

KK or CK: Johnny/Daniel, car sex

CK: Daniel/Chozen, needyDaniel

Re: CK: Daniel/Chozen, needyDaniel

CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

FILL (1/3) CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: FILL (1/3) CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con

Re: FILL (1/3) CK: Daniel/garage thugs, non-con