"RELAX. LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU."
JOHNNY SOAP MACTAVISH X READER
Ever since Johnny proposed to you, your sex life was... non existent.
It want really your fault, nor was it Johnny's.
You were just so busy that you didn't have time nor energy to stay up three hours for few rounds and then wake up at 5 the next day.
Johnny wasn't really happy about that.
(Not really. He was dying to get his dick wet in his fiance.)
So one day, he had enough. He didn't care if you were tired. I mean, he will take care of you, you don't have to do anything.
It was 11:30PM when you finally made it back to the apartment. The hospital is understaffed and it seems your boss doesn't really care about anyone's basic needs of sleep, but, oh well.
You took your shoes off by the entrance and threw your bag somewhere next to your shoes. Your movement slow and tired.
A dim television light shined in the living room, signaling that Soap was home and not sleeping, probably watching TV out of boredom, waiting for you to get home.
You walked into the living room, stopping in the doorway, looking at your fiance on the couch, watching some random movie they played on TV.
But what really made you stop was what we was wearing.
Correction, what he wasn't wearing.
More specifically, he wasn't wearing anything. Only a blanket lazily thrown over his lap, hiding practically nothing.
He looked up from the TV, hearing your footsteps. He smiled at the sight of your messy after hospital shift, blue scrubs and tired face. Softness and care in his eyes shined, along with a note of desire.
"Hiye, beautiful." He mumbled, his voice rusty yet soft. His eyes never leaving you as he rested his head back against the headboard of the couch. "Come here." He extended his hand towards you.
In slow steps, you walked over to him, putting your hand in his and stopping before him on the couch.
He sat up, the blanket on his lap sliding back a bit, revealing the outline of his delicious abs and V line. His hahnd landed on your waist, pulling your closer, your body too tired to object.
"Tough day, hm?" He hummed, his hand gently kneading you sides, running up and down on your waist before hooking on your pants.
You nodded with a sigh, running your fingers through you hair.
"Hm." He nodded. His hands dipped into your scrubs pants, in slow movements slipped them down your legs. "Tired?" He looked up at you, his finger now running over the edge of your panties.
"Very." You mumbled with a nod.
"Poor baby." He pulled your panties down slowly and grabbed your waist again, pulling you sideways over his lap. "Let me take care of you, hm?" His breath hot on your ear.
Too exhausted to think, you nodded your head, letting it fall on his shoulder.
He looked down at your face, leaning down and pressing a string of soft kisses on your cheek, down to your jaw.
His hand wandered down your back to your ass, gently kneading the flesh before his hand disappeared between your legs.
A whimper immediately left your lips and your thighs clenched together at the soft touch.
"Shh..." He shushed you, his breath heating your cheek. "Relax, lovie. Let me take care of you."
His other hand lifted up your leg and pulled it to his chest, holding it gently to have more space. His fingers went back to your pussy, gently rubbing your clit before running his finger thru your folds, making a whine form in your lips.
A satisfied smirk reached his lips as he continued the gentle teasing, before slowly insecting his finger in you.
"Johnny..." a whimper left your lips, your head falling fully onto his shoulder and eyes flustering.
"Shh... that's alright. Relax, baby."
His finger moved slow, making you wetter each push. When he was sure you could take it, he pushed another finger, a sweet soft moan leaving your lips.
"That's it... good girl." He whispered into your ear, his fingers slowly moving in and out. "So good for me. So sweet."
Your legs started to shake and a shiver ran down your spine when the climax hit. Your hand gripped his forearm and a whine filled the room as you clenched around his fingers.
"Mhm. Such a good girl. That's it. Relax, baby." He hummed, his fingers slowing down even more before fully pulling out, making you whine.
"Shh... come here." He mumbled, pulling you up straight on his lap, your thighs on each side of him.
He reached down, pulling the blanket away from his lap, revealing his hard as a ruler cock. He put his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you closer and resting your head on his chest.
He took his cock in his hand, stroking himself a few times before before lining himself to your entrance. His tip running between your folds, teasing.
"Can I, love?" He looked at you, trying to read your half blissed eyes. Tired or not, he always asked for premission.
You nodded, the climax from his fingers leaving you needing more.
He smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips before turning his attention back between your legs.
"Come on now, lovie... bigg strech." He mumbled, pushing the head in slowly, rubbing your clit to make it easier for him to slip in after so long.
Your toes curled and eyes rolled back with sweet like honey moan.
"There we go... a bit more..."
After a moment, he was fully streaching you out with a groan. His eyes fell back and his hands gently kneading your thighs.
"Good... now just relax, yeah? Just sit here. I will take care of you, love. I alwlays will."
You nodded lazily, eyes rolled back from pure bliss, streached deliciously over his cock.
The best relaxation method in the world.
Hi! My first smut ever! Hope its not THAT bad.
