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You Can Watch

You were sitting at your desk in the office in yours and Johnny’s shared home, trying to focus on the document open in front of you and failing miserably. Your eyes kept straying to the framed photo of you and Johnny at the premiere of Jackass Forever; his arm was wrapped around your waist and he was looking down at you as you were laughing at something he had said, nothing but love in his eyes. You hadn’t seen Johnny in about two months because he was away filming for Reboot and you missed him more and more every day, counting down until he was able to come back home.

As if he had read your mind, your phone lit up next to you with Johnny’s face, signalling that it was a video call. You smiled softly, pushing your glasses to the top of your head before picking your phone up and answering the call.

‘Hey,’ you said brightly, grinning when you saw Johnny’s face filling your screen. You could see he was wearing a red t-shirt and his glasses were balanced on his nose, eyes tired and his silver hair sticking up messily, a clear sign that he had been running his hands through it.

‘Hey, sweetheart,’ he breathed out, sounding tired. A fond smile on his face as he looked at you. ‘How’s your day been?’

‘I’ve been sitting at this desk all day, I’ve been going insane! How was yours?’

‘Long,’ he replied, chuckling lightly, ‘been waiting to get the chance to give you a call all day.’

‘You finished for the day then?’

‘No, I’ve got to be back in a couple hours,’ he sighed. As he was talking, you leaned back in your chair, moaning lightly when your back cracked. What you hadn’t realised was that as you leant back, Johnny had the perfect view of your chest and your vest that had slid up slightly, showing him a glimpse of your stomach. ‘God sweetheart, you look amazing,’ he groaned when you looked back at your phone and you saw his eyes had darkened.

‘Don’t lie,’ you replied, laughing lightly, ‘I’ve been in this all day, I need a shower, I feel disgusting and - what are you doing?’ You cut yourself off when you saw Johnny fidget slightly and you heard a rustle of movement off camera.

‘What? You sit there looking like that and moan like that and expect me not to get harder than Portland cement?’ he protested and you couldn’t help but laugh at his phrasing.

‘Oh yeah? Well in that case,’ you trailed off, slowly moving your hand down until he saw your fingers, undoing the button on your jeans.

‘What do you think you’re doing?’ Johnny asked sternly when he saw you pull down the zipper.

‘What do you mean?’ you asked, hand stilling momentarily, a frown forming on his face as his comment had confused you.

‘What did I tell you before I left?’ As soon as he finished his sentence, it dawned on you exactly what he meant.

‘But that’s not fair! I thought that if you - ’

‘What did I say, (Y/N)?’

‘That I wasn’t allowed to play with myself until you got back,’ you muttered, not caring that you looked like you were sulking. Johnny couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at the expression on your face, schooling his features again before he spoke.

‘So if you knew the one rule I gave you before I left, why did you try to break it right in front of me?’ You could tell Johnny was enjoying this as you heard the small smile in his voice.

‘I thought that if you could see me then it would be fine!’

‘Not a chance, doll.’ Johnny said, sliding further down on the sofa in his dressing room, getting comfortable. ‘You can watch but I want to see those hands on the desk in front of you the whole time, okay?’

‘Yes,’ you muttered as you balanced your phone on your laptop and made a dramatic showing of putting your hands in front of you so Johnny would be able to see them. ‘There, happy?’

‘I’d be happier if your hands were wrapped around my cock instead of on that desk,’ Johnny replied instantly, causing you to draw in a breath and clench your thighs together.

‘PJ,’ you whined which only made Johnny laugh.

‘Sorry, sweetheart,’ he said, not sounding sorry at all. ‘How about I adjust the camera,’ he smirked while he leaned forward to prop his phone up and when he moved back, you had a perfect view of his whole body; the red t-shirt still on and his jeans pushed down just enough to free his cock which was standing upright and leaking pre-cum onto his t-shirt. ‘That better,’ he asked lowly as he slowly moved his hand to wrap back around his cock, knowing that you were enjoying the show.

You nodded in response, not trusting your voice at that moment, your eyes fixed on Johnny’s hand which had started to slowly move up and down his cock. You cleared you throat before speaking, ‘when are you coming home? I miss you.’

Upon hearing the sadness in your voice, Johnny’s shoulders dropped slightly and his eyes softened as he looked at you. ‘I’ll be home in a couple of weeks baby, I miss you too. Look at me a second yeah?’ he didn’t carry on until you looked up from your hands and into his eyes. ‘You okay? Want to stop?’

You quickly shook your head, lifting your hand to wipe away the tear that had fallen without you realising before placing it back on the table. ‘No, carry on,’ you said, smiling at your boyfriend.

Johnny gave you a loving smile before his hand started moving again. ‘You want to hear what I’m going to do to you when I get home, sweetheart? As soon as I step through that door, you’re going to be in my arms while I kiss ya before the door even closes. After that, I’m going to pick you up and take you upstairs to our bedroom; blindly of course because don’t even think my lips are going to leave your body for a second.’ Johnny paused, taking in a shaky breath as his cock began to twitch in his hand and you couldn’t help the quiet whimper that left your lips at his words.

Johnny chuckled lowly when he saw your fingers dig into the polished wood surface of your desk. ‘PJ,’ you whimpered as you rolled your hips lightly, gasping when the seam of your jeans rubbed perfectly against your clit.

‘Remember what I said, (Y/N),’ Johnny said sternly as his keen eyes focused in on the slight movement of your upper body as you rolled your hips. Pouting, you stilled your hips, waiting for Johnny to carry on. ‘Want to hear the rest of it?’ he asked, a smirk playing on his lips. You nodded instantly and your eyes trailed down to Johnny’s hand that was still wrapped around his cock, not moving.

‘Please, want to watch,’ you whimpered and Johnny’s hand started slowly moving again at your words as he groaned.

‘God baby, I’d get you into that bedroom and throw you down onto the bed before ripping every single piece of clothing from your body and climbing back on top of you and letting my hand trail up your thigh until I slip my finger into you and make your back arch in that way it does when it hit your spot just right.’ Johnny stopped speaking again, a low groan escaping his throat as you saw his hand speed up slightly. ‘Baby, I don’t know how much longer I’m gonna last.’

‘I can’t wait for you to get home so I can feel you slide your cock into me, nice and tight because it’s been so long,’ you continued for him, wanting nothing more in that moment than to see him cum. ‘Baby, I swear, it’s been so long it’s only gonna take you a couple of pumps before I’m cumming around your cock and your filling me up and-’

‘Shit, sweetheart,’ Johnny cried out, cutting you off as his hand began to falter on his cock and he came all over his hand and his t-shirt. Your eyes were drawn to the sight of his head tipped back, eyes closed and lips slightly parted as he rode himself through his orgasm. You couldn’t help the whine that left your lips at the sight in front of you and you couldn’t help but roll your hips slightly again.

‘No.’ Johnny said bluntly, head still tipped back before he lifted his head to look at you. He had a lazy but content expression on his face as he reached forward to grab a couple of tissues so he could clean himself up.

‘But you just-’

‘I said no,’ Johnny said, finding it amusing whenever you would pout at him because of his rule. ‘Come on baby girl, don’t look at me like that, it’s only a couple more weeks.’

‘That’s easy for you to say,’ you muttered which only made Johnny laugh again.

‘Sweetheart, I’m gonna have to go in a minute to go back to set, you okay? I can stay if you need me?’

‘No, I’m fine, just being impatient,’ you said, gesturing to him to go. ‘You should get back to set, be really good and don’t mess up and maybe you can come home early?’

‘Fingers crossed, baby girl,’ he said fondly before blowing a kiss to the camera. ‘I love you.’

this hawaiian shirt… damn you

“All the way to the balls.”