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PROMPT POST 1

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Prompting: [CK or KK: pairing/gen/etc, kink]
Specifics can be put in the actual prompt.

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CK: Carmen/Amanda, fluff
Post-divorce Amanda finds herself in a sports bar hit on by some aholes, but the cute waitress gets rid of them for her. Bonus for bathroom cunnilingus.

Report Your Fills:That post is for users to track to make it easier to find new fills without having to track the actual prompt post.

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Johnny’s place was closer, so they went there. They drove separately and Johnny smiled every time he caught sight of LaRusso in his rear view mirror. He flexed his hand a little on the steering wheel and shifted as his dick jumped in his pants.

When they arrived, seconds apart, Daniel got out of his car and crowded Johnny up against the Challenger. He took him by the shoulders and and looked into his eyes for a long second before pulling him close and bringing their lips together. Johnny made a small sound of surprise against his lips and kissed him back, hands finding his hips.

“I’ve been thinking,” Daniel said, bringing his hands up to Johnny’s neck so that he could stroke up to his jaw with his thumbs. “My kid did beat your kid. Chris beat Hawk in the quarter finals. So even if we were being strictly legalistic and pedantic here: you owe me a blow job.”

“So, just to be clear,” Johnny said. “If you’d lost and fuckin’... Xander had won. You’d have brought me this ‘well, technically’ shit?”

“Well you tried to say that your terms were met and mine weren’t back in the parking lot,” Daniel said with a shrug, bringing his hands up higher to cup Johnny’s face. “I just want to make sure I get mine.”

“I was already going to give it to you,” Johnny said, pushing into Daniel’s hands with his face like a cat. “Because I want to. I don’t need any special reason.”

“C’mon, Johnny,” Daniel said with a hitch in his breath. “Don’t spoil the game.”

Johnny surged forward to recapture his lips and Daniel responded with a slide of his tongue against his bottom lip before pushing it into his mouth.

“Take me inside,” he said, pulling away a little. “Unless you want to give the neighbours something to talk about?”

“Yeah, fuck, okay,” Johnny said, but leaned forward to give him another quick kiss before he started digging in his pocket for his keys.

He took Daniel by the hand to his front door and shouldered it open once his was unlocked, the way he’d had to since Daniel had kicked it in.

Once he had closed the door behind them, he flicked the lights on and thanked his past self for having the foresight to clean the worst of his accumulated detritus up in anticipation of having a guest. Having this guest.

Daniel wrapped his arms around him from behind and started to kiss his neck and he leaned back into it, letting him take his weight and swaying a little in place. The warm, solid chest behind him wasn’t as broad as his, but it was plenty firm. Wiry.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good,” Daniel said into his ear and then kissed right behind it. “I’ve been thinking about this for so long.”

“Think about throwing the tournament?” Johnny teased and the arms around him tightened.

“No. Longer than that,” he said. “I’ve always thought about this, Johnny.”

“Fuck,” Johnny replied. “Fuck, yeah, me too.”

“God, we’re such losers,” Daniel laughed into his neck. “Could have saved ourselves a lot of trouble if we’d just-”

“It wasn’t the time then,” Johnny said and reached back with a hand to squeeze the back of Daniel’s neck. “We weren’t ready then.”

“You ready now, big boy?” Daniel asked and he nodded mutely in response.

He stepped forward and Daniel’s arms loosened around him, letting him go, so that he could take his hand again and lead him to his bedroom. They both stopped short of the bed and stood there, hand in hand, staring at it.

“Hey, Daniel?” he said, swallowing and the other man turned to look at him questioningly. “What number am I thinking of?”

Daniel huffed a quiet laugh and squeezed his hand and then tugged him towards him.

“You are such a dork,” he said, smiling an inch before his face and then closed the gap again. “Sixty nine, dude.”

They separated reluctantly to start stripping off their clothes, hands crossing over to help each other. It was more hindrance than help, more often than not, but there was something irresistible about uncovering each new inch of skin.

Finally, they were standing in front of each other completely nude. Johnny’s hands hovered over Daniel, not sure where he wanted to touch first, before they landed on his waist and pulled him flush against him. They both gasped at the feeling of their bare skin against each other.

“God, look at you,” Johnny said.

Daniel ducked his head a little.

“Shut up,” he said, actually blushing a little.

“No, you shut up,” Johnny rapped him on the shoulder with the back of his hand. “I’m having a moment here; I don’t have time for this modest shit.”

“I’m not, well….” Daniel gestured up and down at the length of Johnny’s body.

“Well good, I’m not that much of a narcissist,” Johnny rolled his eyes and kissed him again.

They tipped sideways onto the bed and Johnny started to kiss down Daniel’s body. When he reached his belly he pulled away and moved around so they were tip and tail together and put his arms around Daniel’s hips to pull him closer.

Without preamble, he pressed an open mouthed kiss against Daniel’s cock where it was hard and leaking against his stomach and then licked it from root to tip. Daniel stiffened a little in his arms and then he moved forward too and took the tip of Johnny’s cock between his lips and rolled his tongue over the frenulum before taking him further into his mouth.

Johnny pulled away to gasp before being seized by the spirit of competition and leaning forward to take Daniel into his mouth and sinking down as far as he could comfortably go. He overshot a little and gagged.

“Don’t hurt yourself, pal,” Daniel said and laughed before going back to work.

Johnny tisked and went back in himself. He was careful not to go down too far again and wrapped his right hand around what he couldn’t reach with his mouth. Coordinating his hand with his mouth took a second of adjusting, but soon he hit a smooth rhythm and stayed in it until he felt Daniel’s hand move from his balls further back and his whole brain skipped like a scratched record.

“Is this okay?” Daniel took his mouth off him to ask as he kept his fingers in the vicinity of, but a respectful distance from, his asshole.

“Y-yeah,” Johnny replied. “Go for it.”

Daniel took the fingers away for a second and the sound of sucking resumed, although it was not involving any part of Johnny’s anatomy. When he felt the fingers back between his cheeks, they were wet with saliva. At the first brush of them against him his hips shot forward and Daniel laughed again.

“I’m glad that I didn’t have your dick in my mouth for that,” he said and rubbed more firmly against him.

“Shut up,” Johnny said, pushing his hips back against the steady pressure of the fingers. “Just- yeah.”

Instead of cracking wise anymore, Daniel kept doing what he was doing and started sucking Johnny’s dick again to boot. He groaned and took Daniel back into his own mouth.

For a long time there was no sound but the slick sound of their mouths working and the occasional moan.

When Daniel pulled off again, he pressed his first finger past the ring of muscle and into Johnny. Johnny made a helpless little noise.

“How are we feeling?” Daniel asked. “Good? Bad? Indifferent?”

Johnny pulled back but still couldn’t talk for a second, so he buried his face in Daniel’s thigh while he gathered his thoughts.

“Full,” he said finally. Daniel’s finger glanced off… something inside him and he pushed his hips back with a groan. “Keep moving.”

“Okay, baby,” Daniel said and Johnny couldn’t even give him a hard time about it when he was making him feel like that. “Okay.”

It was hard to suck dick and have his mind completely blown at the same time, so his technique devolved to licks and kisses along Daniel’s length and two to three second bursts of actual suction before he’d have to pull off and swear under his breath.

Daniel faced no such impediment to his multitasking and fingered him while blowing him like a champ. After a few minutes of this Johnny was tapping his leg urgently and saying, “Shit, shit, I’m gonna come, gonna come.”

To which Daniel only redoubled his efforts until Johnny came down his throat.

“Jesus,” he said. He pressed a kiss against the inside of Daniel’s thigh and then another to his dick, before pulling back completely and turning around so that he could kiss his face. “Goddamn.”

“I told you I was gonna make you feel good,” Daniel murmured against his lips.

He sounded a little too smug, so Johnny bit him. He reached down and gave Daniel’s dick a few pumps before pressing one final kiss to his lips and going back down to survey the situation more closely. He nosed up along the length of Daniel’s dick and kissed the head before sinking back down on it.

He was nothing if not a man of his word.

Edited 2020-11-27 02:27 (UTC)

Johnny finally learns it's okay to cry, so now he just lets it all out. He cries when he's sad, when he's angry, when he's proud, when he's happy. It's one hell of a way for Daniel to discover he has a crying kink, but Johnny is so pretty when he cries.

OHO YES! I want to see this!

I tried my hand at this. Been 15 years of reading various fanfics but first time writing. I took a few liberties. It starts out as Amanda telling Daniel what she’d like Johnny to do to him - as she fucks him and kind of morphs into Amanda pretending the dildo is Johnny’s. If that’s okay.

Not OP but thank you for asking this, potential fuller. Makes me appreciate this fandom even more.

OP again:This fill is amazing! I actually needed a day to process this wonderful work. I love how they are both cheeky and respectful towards each other. Thank you so much for taking the time to fill this prompt. It makes me incredibly happy.

Op here and that is great!! Daniel is a sweetheart for not taking advantage

example: Johnny can make Carmen come from kissing alone, or he gives Amanda a foot massage that makes her orgasm, or Daniel accidentally shoots his load whilst sparring with Johnny.

I'm so glad!

The tv was broken again and he was out of beer and shit out of anything else to amuse himself with. Well. There was one thing. It was easy, it was free and he didn’t need anyone else to get it done.

He unbuttoned his jeans and undid the fly, reaching into his boxers to pull his dick carefully past the teeth of his zipper. He was still soft and wasn’t really in the mood, but he’d get himself there.

He ran his hand down his length and gave himself a light squeeze and his dick started to half heartedly harden, like it was annoyed to be bothered.

There weren’t any magazines or anything nearby and his phone and laptop were in another room, so he’d have to rely on his hand and his imagination. He closed his eyes and thought about disembodied breasts, long hair tickling his chest, long legs wrapping around his waist, a mouth pressed against his neck, against his belly, against his cock. His dick twitched a little more fully into life, but his hand still felt too dry against himself and the chafing was beating out the pleasure of touching himself.

He licked his palm and took himself back in hand. That was a little better, but it would dry out soon. He needed to buy some lube. Lotion. Anything. Daniel LaRusso probably had lotion coming out his asshole with his stupid thirty five year old complection. His dick jumped in his hand and he looked down at it accusingly. No. He wasn’t doing that tonight.

Very deliberately, he brought to mind Carmen. Her curly hair, her nipped waist beneath his hands as she taught him to dance, her face twisted in anger telling him to never come near her or her family ever again. His erection flagged and he groaned in frustration.

He thought about Ali. About their first kiss, about pushing inside her the first time, both of their first times. Unbidden, the sense memory of Daniel LaRusso’s fist popping him in the nose on the beach flashed into his head and he felt a warm twist in his belly.

Fuck. Fine.

He licked his hand again and thought about LaRusso’s stupid floppy hair. How it would feel bunched in his hands—probably crispy with product these days, the fucking jackoff. He thought about his eyes flashing with anger, about him walking up into his space and taunting him, about fighting him. What it would feel like to pin him to the mat. Fuck, okay, he was in it now he might as well commit: what it would feel like to be pinned to the mat by him. He wasn’t heavy and Johnny was strong enough to push him off, but he wouldn’t want to. He’d let him do anything he wanted to him.

Johnny’s dick spurted over his hand and he groaned, stroking himself through it. He’d come on his shirt. Fuck.

He wasn’t sure if he should be disappointed or grateful that he hadn’t gotten the chance to imagine anything more graphic.

He looked across his dark apartment and was struck that he, once again, had nothing to do to see him through to the long stretch til morning.

“Fuck.”

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Hope the Daniel/Johnny content and the general depressing vibe are okay, OP!

Hi there OP! I’m hoping to post this story over the space of two days. I hope you enjoy! Also as a content warning, there are implications of a traumatic event that happened to Daniel that I’ll be blunter about come part 3 of 4.

Under different circumstances than these, the sight, sound and feel of Johnny Lawrence desperately writhing in Daniel’s lap on his bed and begging him to fuck him would have been a dream. However, Daniel Larusso was living with these circumstances, and the smell of far too much cheap whiskey on Johnny’s breath was entirely to blame, both for Johnny stumbling into Mr. Miyagi’s home at all and Daniel’s discomfort with the situation, trying not to think of his own drunken vulnerability from a long time ago mirrored in Johnny’s face.

“Fuck me,” Johnny proceeded to whine for the twenty-fourth time that night (yes, Daniel was counting).

“Johnny Lawrence, you are drunk and don’t know what you’re saying,” Daniel answered for the twenty-fourth time in his failed attempt to get Johnny off his lap.

Johnny started nuzzling Daniel’s neck and murmured, pointedly bouncing on Daniel’s lap, “Bullshit, I’ve wanted to get obliterated by your twinky ass since you kicked me in the face in 1984.”

Daniel deadpanned, hoping the tone of his voice would mask just how red his face was getting, “Really. That long?”

“Even longer than that, Larusso. I wanted to be the one obliterating your twinky ass before the tournament, wanted Ali to have to watch me take you apart with my dick–”

Danie was eternally grateful to Mr. Miyagi for teaching him those breathing exercises, for he needed every last one of them to not have the fantasy of Johnny ravaging him while someone else watched consume his mind.

“I know you’re doing your stupid breathing exercises, Larusso! Stop doing them and fuck me, damn it!”

Daniel didn’t know how the idea sprang forth; perhaps it was the divorce and its accompanying celibacy getting to him, perhaps it was the drunken insult to Mr. Miyagi’s teachings that Johnny would never say when sober, perhaps it was the memory of one of the worst nights of his life threatening to creep in front of his eyes, perhaps it was thirty-odd years of Daniel’s own repressed desire spilling from his lips, and knowing him it was probably all four of them at once. He held Johnny by the shoulders and snapped, “Stop it, you little brat.”

Johnny outright whined before snapping, “You’re the little brat for not giving me what I want, Larusso, you’ve always been a twinky little brat."

Daniel took a deep breath and commanded, “Sit outside on the deck like a good boy and then I’ll decide whether I’m fucking you tonight or not.”

Johnny cocked his head and asked, “And if I don’t?”

“Then there’s no way you’re getting my cock in you tonight.”

Daniel found himself both relieved and quite flattered when Johnny drunkenly jumped off his lap and hastily stumbled to the deck.

Not the OP but very excited to see where this is going!

OP HERE AND I LOVE THIS SM AAAA
it’s hitting all the right notes. Thank you SM!! Also I love bossy dom Daniel CUTE

Forgive me but I’m dying for Kreese/Johnny in a daddy/little relationship. There are moments where he is incredibly tender and then he is insanely harsh, that dynamic is interesting. Kreese using Johnny and telling him how good a boy he is or punishing him. Johnny Just wants his praise and affection so he works hard for his attention.

Extra points for pet names, crying while getting fucked, and Daniel finding out.

Established Miguel/Hawk start dating Robby. Robby is a sweet shy sub and it makes Miguel insane. Them negotiating some kind of kink and giving Robby a little worship.

Oh my god I love this so much! It's very hot (of course), but somehow the best bit for me is Johnny calling him on the breathing exercises? No matter the universe, they know one another so, so, well. <3

Johnny couldn’t believe that Daniel was making him jump so many hoops to get laid tonight (surely Daniel needed to get laid as much as he did); if he were being honest with himself, he also couldn’t believe just how willing he was to jump them. Fuck, he was mad for this ridiculous twink that had haunted his life for over three decades.

He looked at Daniel, pointedly spread his legs and asked, “So you’re fucking me, right?”

“No, absolutely not.”

His lurid fantasy of Daniel railing him on the deck was rapidly fading away, and Johnny snapped, “Why not?! What was the point of me getting off your lap, then?”

“I’m not fucking you when you’re drunk.”

Johnny then noticed that Daniel looked stiff as a board, and not in the pleasant way either (oh, that could be remedied), and so he decided to say, hoping Daniel would get the memo and relax, “But that’s the best time to fuck me, I’m all relaxed and shit–”

“Trust me, no it’s not,” Daniel said, “Whiskey dick is nobody’s friend, Johnny Lawrence.”

Johnny was getting outright desperate now, so he crawled toward Daniel and said, pawing at the buttons of Daniel’s fancy shirt, “Don’t care about my dick being out of commission right now, it’s yours we need to keep working for this–”

“I’m not fucking you when you’re too drunk to stop me, John!” Daniel said, his hands shaking on Johnny’s shoulders and tears welling in his eyes that Johnny finally saw.

There’s a story behind that, Johnny realized in the back of his mind. And not a pleasant one. Pleasant stories don’t have their tellers’ hands shake at the memory of it.

Johnny had wondered if another “Fuck me” would drive Daniel just mad enough for him to finally do it. Now, watching him try to use Mr. Miyagi’s breathing techniques again, he figured it might only drive him to tears. And for some reason, the thought of Daniel crying due to anything other than bliss made Johnny’s stomach clench just enough to feel tempted to vomit.

“Daniel–”

“It’s not happening."

“Okay,” Johnny said, backing away, giving Daniel some space to breathe. “Can I stay here tonight, at least?"

A wan smile crossed Daniel’s face. “Of course.”

He’s stronger than he looks was the thought that ran through Johnny’s mind as he felt Daniel lift him off the deck and carry him to the futon in the main bedroom. He must have been really drunk, or really wishful, or maybe both, probably that, because he would swear on his life he heard Daniel say before tucking him in and leaving the room, “If this is just drunken desperation talking, I won’t take the bait. If you ask me again when you’re sober, though, John, I’m all yours.”

I’m all yours. It echoed in Johnny’s mind and conjured lurid fantasies of Daniel in him, of him in Daniel that had him tossing and turning in the futon for the rest of his wakeful night before he fell asleep.

Fill CK: Daniel/Amanda (Daniel/Johnny referred) pegging and role-play/dirty-talk

“You know what I think?" Amanda said as she hauled Daniel up so that his back was to her chest, half sitting in her lap - driving her dildo deeper inside him, causing him to moan softly and let out a soft curse under his breath.

"No", he responded, panting - pressed this close, she could feel him vibrating with need.

She laid her chin on his shoulder and with her finger she traced a droplet of sweat that was slowly rolling down the middle of his chest.

She moved her chin off his shoulder to look down to where they were joined - her hips to his ass. She gave a litte thrust forward as Daniel choked back a small moan at the unexpected movement. God, she'd never get tired of the way her dick looked moving in and out of her husband's ass. The helpless little bitten off moans, groans, and sighs he'd make - almost like he was trying to hide how much he liked having her fuck his ass til he came screaming. She stilled - she wanted his full attention for this.

"I think", she said, "if Johnny were here, i'd sit over in that corner and watch. Just watch. Watch as he fucked you bare" - she leaned forward to whisper that part in his ear and she felt him shiver. "Watch him drive his hard dick in and out of you as he took you raw, from behind. Watch you fuck back onto his cock and moan for it".

"Jesus, Amanda", Daniel groaned out.

"I'd watch as he buried himself balls deep in you. Watch as he came inside you - as deep as he could go. I'd watch him fill you up. Then i'd watch as he pulled out and spread your cheeks for me. So I could see his cum dripping out of you".

Daniel leaned forward slightly as his stomach clenched with want.

She sat up a bit on the balls of her feet, as much as Daniels's added weight in her lap would allow - moving the dildo inside Daniel again; his fingers digging into her thighs this time. She reached down and felt where Daniel's ass was stretched wide around her fake dick. She rubbed the normally furled skin pulled taut around the toy.

He dropped his head to his chest. whimpering, and she placed a sweet kiss on the back of his neck, tasting the sweat. She nosed at the damp hair at his nape. They had been at this awhile. Amanda backing off everytime he got close, much to his dismay and protests. She wanted him begging. She wanted him shaking. She wanted him to come on nothing but her dick inside him. It didn't happen often; not the pegging - he loved being pegged and it was a regular in their sex routine - but usually he needed a hand to help him along, when she drove him into the mattress. Amanda couldn't fault him for that. She needed the same thing when their positions were reversed and it was Daniel fucking into her, so wet for him.

"I think he'd fuck like he fights - sometimes mean and dirty - just how I know you fucking love it. Ride you hard" she gave a sharp thrust, "leave you wet and sore".

"Amanda, God, please" Daniel said. Trying to rock himself on the toy but her grip on his hips was a warning.

"Please what, babe? Hmm?" She pushed up and he let out a broken moan. "Keep fucking you or telling you what he'd do to you if he could get his hands on you?"

"Both" he panted, "please both".

"Do you know what i'd do then?" She asked sweetly. "After he'd fucked you full and sloppy?"

Daniel let out a shaky breath as he shook his head.

"I'd walk over and just slide right in". Daniel made a noise like a punch to the gut. "God, you'd be so wet, just fucking dripping with it".

"God yes", he moaned brokenly.

She smiled into his neck. She could feel him trembling with the urge to not just fuck back on her cock and take what he so desperately wanted. God that man's control. It's what made breaking down that control, fucking him and making him cum oh her terms, so addictive. Why nothing ever failed to make her wetter.

His hand went to his dick, rock hard and leaking against his stomach as he caved in and began to move back and forward in his wife's lap - trying to get the dildo where he needed it to be to cum.

She smacked his hand away and he made a broken nosie of absolute desperation.

"Now, now" she said softly. "Be a good boy for me and Johnny, baby".

The noise he made was one she'd never heard before - a ragged little thing of pure want that he tried to bite off.

This is going to be interesting she thought. Not that it hadn't come up before - Daniel and Johnny's thing. There was a fine line between apparent hate and love after all. And Amanda was convinced that line was always blurred with them anyway. Daniel's whimpering brought her out of her thoughts. She took pity on him; placing a hand between his shoulder blades, she forced him forward and back down on his front - where the night had first started.

"Hands and knees babe" she whispered in his ear while gently slappig his ass. She watched him reluctantly lift off the dildo and slowly lay on his stomach, all his normal grace gone, made shaky with need.

She leaned over him before he could get up on all fours, hands on either side of his head, bracing herself so she wasn't laying completely on top of him although, she knew from experince, he had no problems taking her weight. Especially if it meant he was getting fucked.

She let the dildo slide between his cheeks, over his hole which was cletching on nothing on every pass of the dildo over it. The tip finally caught on the rim and she kneeled back up. She heard him whine.

Amanda grabbed the bottle of lube on the bed.

He turned his face sideways on the bed when he heard the click of the cap. His eyes following the motion of her hands as she coated her cock.

She tapped the side of his hip and he lifted up slightly. She gripped his hips now, pulling him towards her, making him arch his back like something in heat. It tilted his ass towards her allowing her to really pound into him like she knew he needed tonight.

He tried again reaching for his cock again when she slid back in but she was ready for him and smacked his hand away. "Hands off" she muttered sternly.

"I want you to imagine it's Johnny's cock in you now. Fucking you. Filling you". Amanda passed her thumb over the tip of Daniel's dick and it came back soaked. Daniel let out something that sounded like a sob. She watched as that precum left a shiny trail where she now gripped his hip.

"Hell maybe both of us could..."

His hand shot back to his dick. The slick sounds eching in the room.

"Oh" she said, delight evident in her voice. "You really like that one don't you?"

"Yes" he choked out.

"You're already so wet for him, Daniel. You like the feel of his dick inside you? Would he tell you how tight you are as he shoved inside? Can you even come empty? Or would you need the burn, the stretch of something in your ass?"

"Fuck me, please", he choked out as an answer.

Amanda smirked."But you're not listening very well tonight, Daniel". She gently circled her hand around his wrist, stilling the hand that was furiously moving up and down his length.

"Don't", he cried out in frustration. "Please just", he hung his head, "just let me...."

"Let you what, hmmm? Cum?"

"Yes", he replied, broken. "Please. I'll be good for you. So good".

"I know you will Daniel, you always are". She kissed the top of his ear. "But I want you to come on just OUR cock okay".

"Oh god", came his croaked exclamation.

"You can do that for me and Johnny tonight, right?"

She watched him nod his head.

With that she began to thrust in and out of him, circling her hips, looking. She knew she hit his spot when the fingers that were clutching the sheets curled into fists and his back straightened.

"There" he moaned, voice breathy. She smiled, tightening her grip to hold him in place so she could try to hit where he needed as much as possible.

"We know baby", she cooed. "We've both been fucking this ass long enough to know how you like it. How you need it".

She heard Daniel's muffled fuck as he turned his face into the mattress.

She gave several short thrusts, never withdrawing too far, and managed to brush over his prostate on each one. His hands stayed on the mattress as he began to work himself back on her dick. Trying to get more, trying to come for them.

"Harder" he pleaded - "please, make me take it".

Arousal shot through Amanda. Then, on one brutal thrust he was coming, arching his back. Times like this she wished she could feel his ass as she watched his hole clench tight on the toy.

He turned his head back to the side, taking in panting breaths.

She moved the dildo enough to get at her clit - throbbing at the sight of him like this. His pretty face, face down and ass up. She began to rub herself while massaging his hole with her other hand, fingers getting sticky with lube. He made a wounded noise - over sensitive. She could almost imagine it was Johnny's cum dripping out of her well fucked husband and god, that was doing things to her that maybe it shouldn't be doing.

She rubbed faster.

"I think he'd push it back in", she heard Daniel almost sigh out, through the haze in her mind. She could practically taste her own orgasm.

"He'd want to keep it all inside of me. To mark me", he continued on.

"Yes" she heard herself say, surprised she could even get words out, she was so turned on. "Ours" she moaned out.

Daniel's turn to smile. "Yours" he agreed. "Maybe he would push a plug in", he gasped out as her thumb slipped back into his hole, and he shivered. "Push it in right after he comes inside my ass, so nothing would even be able to leak out". It was her turn now.

"Christ", she breathed out. "Yes".

"Both of you knowing what was hiding under my suits". He watched her glistening fingers. "My ass full of both of you. Just waiting for the next time when you'd both bend me over and make me take every inch......"

Daniel never got to finish, Amanda moaning as she came. Body shaking with the aftershocks as her fingers slowed down now but never completely stilled.

Daniel smiled softly. "Give me a few more minutes he said and you can sit on my face".

End

Not OP here, but damn that was something else! You made this sound so enticing and Amanda's dirty talk is on point. Also how much Daniel loves to get pegged is giving this scene and their relationship a nice dynamic.

Amanda getting off after Daniel, looking at his wrecked form and him pushing her onwards with words is such good writing. I especially loved Daniel's last line in the story!

Oh shit! I'm not op but this everything I could have hoped and more -- thank you so much for writing it.

I am OP and damn, that's even hotter than I could have hoped for. You nailed it. This is amazing. The dialogue, the dynamic, the sex. Thankyou!

Holy Moses, YES. This.

Aw, I loved this!

Nothing was more annoying than Johnny Lawrence showing up on his doorstep drunk and ready to argue, other than the fact that he was now passed out on Daniel’s couch. He was instantly irritated by the man being in his space and the more time ticks away the more irate he becomes about it.

Johnny lays there, lips parted slightly looking more peaceful than Daniel had seen him. It was annoying. He was annoying. The fact he somehow is always around now, the fact he gets too close when he is drunk, and the fact he looks like a stupid angel laying on the couch drives Daniel enough to get himself a drink.

Sitting in a chair opposite of the couch, he watches Johnny sleep while he sips his drink. The one thing that always pissed off Daniel was how pretty the blond was, he still was pretty. His cock twitches watching pink relaxed lips and blond lashes dusting his cheek. Fuck. He bets good money Johnny would be good at sucking cock.

Ok, woah there. That was a loaded thought.

But the image of Johnny on his knees, pink lips stretches around his cock just makes him groan. Against his better judgement he gives his own cock a squeeze though his slacks, letting go of a quiet gasp. It throbs eagerly against his hand, the image still rolling around his head.

It wasn’t the first time he had thought about Johnny Lawrence that way, but the first time he had a living example of his soft pink mouth across from him. It was quite compelling at the moment, he gives himself some teasing strokes against the seam of his slacks.

He imagines how Johnny would sound getting fucked and he is letting go of another choked noise. Why in the world did he have to be attracted to the biggest asshole he knew? Grinding up against the palm of his hand he realizes this isn’t doing near enough.

Abandoning his chair he goes to stand closer to Johnny’s prone form, unzipping his pants and pulling out his still throbbing cock. Giving himself a few gentle tugs, breathing out a breathy sigh. That’s when he decides to get brave, fueled by whiskey and his way too hard cock.

Gripping the base of his cock he traces Johnny’s lips with the head, moaning when reflexively he licks his lips. He was already leaking precum on the blonde’s mouth at this point. Trying his damndest to stay quiet, stroking and pressing against his lovely pink mouth.

This was insanely fucked up, but he has elected to deal with that later. Daniel’s thighs are shaking and he reaches down to stroke through Johnny’s hair. This causes him to lean up into the touch, brushing the man’s soft lips against the glands of Daniel’s cock softly.

“Oh fuck Johnny.” He says a s quietly as he can, unable to hold it much longer when the man’s lips move against his member again. Picking up the pace until the heat in his belly is too much.

Hot thick ropes of cum fall over Johnny’s still peaceful sleeping face. Daniel bites on his hand to keep himself quiet, stroking himself through it and riding the waves of pleasure. He hadn’t cum that hard in a really long time. While he is desperately trying to catch his breath he stops to admire the beautiful mess he made of Johnny’s face.

Before he goes to fetch a washcloth to wipe off his face... he takes a photo on his phone. That was something else he would have to deal with later. This was going to haunt him for a while. Guilt aside, he would be fantasizing about cumming on Johnny’s pretty face for a long time.

Maybe next time he can convince him to let him do it while he is awake...

((Sorry If this is lame im out of practice!!

Lovely fill! I hope it's okay that I filed it under "Report Fills" - if not - let me know

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