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Lab Partner - Johnny Lawrence

As Y/n walked out of the indoor hallways, she glanced to Daniel Larusso as he held the door open for her - shooting a friendly smile. “What do you say about tomorrow, study hall?” He asked, his voice soft - and a bit scratchy. He awaited an answer from the girl who walked beside him as they exited school.

“That sounds good.” She responded, nodding and sending a small wave to him as he handed her the paper work from today’s class.

“Bye, Y/n.” His voice was soft and she returned a small bye, under her breath before her view shifted from Daniel - to Johnny, a small glare across his face as he watched Daniel Larusso make his way off campus.

He was leaning against his own car, and seeing as it was extremely cold as Christmas neared, his car roof was on.

Johnny Lawrence kept his view on Daniel Larusso as his girlfriend walked over, making her way to him and his car.

She met him, her hand tapping his chest to gain his attention and he glanced down at her after she placed a casual kiss against his jawline as a way of greeting him. “Hey - ” He gestured to the tan boy. “What the hell was that?” He watched as Y/n sighed, getting into his car and he did the same now, his gaze set on her.

“What?” She asked, her voice soft as the many cars of students leaving the school passed by, slowly but surely emptying out the parking lot.

Getting into the car, Johnny Lawrence sighed as he started it up - watching his girlfriend set her backpack in the back as he began driving out as well. He was clearly annoyed, and she could tell - the way he drove, the way he didn’t shut up about the subject. “I told you, he’s my lab partner.” Y/n justified, watching Johnny scoff.

“I’ve got a lab partner too, you don’t see me talking to her like that.” He sassed, parking his car in front of the small diner he sometimes took her too after school that was just around the corner.

“Well, he’s a good lab partner, Johnny. Knows how to do a lot.” Of course she was playfully egging him on, but with his temper - Johnny rolled his eyes - turning the ignition of his car off, holding his keys in his hand as he glanced over to Y/n - a small smile across her face.

“You’ve got to be joking.” He spoke, his voice low and Y/n shrugged, watching as he squinted his eyes - “Y/n.” He started, “I’ll take you home right now.” He threatened, and he carefully watched her before her soft smile widened.

She attempted to place an innocent, gentle kiss upon his lips to assure him she was kidding, though at the feeling of her lips meeting his , Johnny immediately closed the space between them.

He undid her seatbelt for her, his lips against hers slowly turning the kiss from slow and careful to rough and needy kisses.

His right hand was gripping her neck, and his left on her cheek as he held her firmly, placing continuous kisses against her lips - clearly in need of this.

His kisses were usually passionate, but when they were this aggressive it told all. Johnny was angry, but at the same time - he loved reminding her.

“What’d I tell you about Larusso?” He spoke against her lips, and as she attempted to pull away and respond, Johnny shook his head. “Shut up.” He mumbled, immediately placing his lips against hers again. This time, their parted lips met in a desperate, sloppy manner. Johnny gave himself an entrance to her mouth as he slipped his tongue in, perfectly exploring his girlfriend’s mouth.

Slowly, his hand reached into the inside of Y/n’a shirt, caressing her back and earning soft sighs in content as she nodded into the kiss. Now, Johnny was feeling a lot better. He smiled into the kiss, his eyes fluttering open as he spoke up, pulling away just an inch, leaning over her now. “Does he know how to do that?” He asked, his tone confident and almost playful - but Y/n knew he meant that question with everything in him.

This time, he waited for an answer, his eyebrow quirking a bit as he panted a little, hovering her. “Huh?” He searched her eyes, and Y/n’s lips curved into a small smile.

She took her hand to run it through his blonde, soft hair, and without any words - she answered by shaking her head. At this, Johnny Lawrence bit his lip, nodding and quickly removing his Cobra Jacket, throwing it to the back seat. He quickly leaned in once again, now moving forward and leaning her seat back to gain more comfort. His lips clashed against hers as if he was hungry, and he bit her bottom lip in the midst of their kiss, groaning a little in pleasure at the feeling of her hands roaming his chest, and ending up around his neck.

“I’ll do all your lab work.” He murmured against her lips again, his hands traveling up to her cup her face. He grabbed her, and held her in place as he continued to kiss her roughly, earning smiles against the kiss from Y/n. “You’ll never have to talk to him again, I promise you.” Those were the last words before Johnny continued to focus on kissing her, his thumbs rubbing against her jawline.

The sloppy kisses continued, Y/n allowed herself to pull him closer by wrapping her arms around his neck and she nodded against the kiss, her top lip in between both of his as he lightly sucked on it. His lips slowly left her swollen ones to run against her jawline, and his hands moved to rest inside her shirt, around her waist.

He lightly sucked at her skin as he moved down to her neck, and then to her chest. He earned small murmurs of pleasure from Y/n, and at that - he was completely fine. Could Daniel Larusso make her feel like this? Johnny Lawrence bit his lip before he took one hand out of her shirt, nodding and running it through her hair. “Yeah, that’s it.” He whispered, his lips against her ear before he placed soft, wet kisses against it, traveling down and back to her neck, then her lips.

Johnny Lawrence was in his own seventh heaven. Growing more and more pleased with each kiss. Thankfully, these windows were tinted. He took it to himself to remove Y/n’s jacket and he let out a low groan at the feeling of Y/n biting his lip, slowly tugging on it before pulling away and allowing him to remove her long sleeve as well. Johnny’s kisses were now on the skin above her bra - he knew she was allowing him to get this far in public because he had recently tinted his car windows and because of their circumstances today.

To make him feel better, to let him know that she truly was only his.

So of course, at the sight of her like this - he melted. Not just because she was beautiful but because he loved the ways she assured him that she was his. She took his chin, pulling him up to kiss his lips once again.

Johnny wasn’t sure he ever wanted to leave this car, his pants grew tighter and he found himself fiddling with her bra - which was sadly where she stopped him. He leaned up, his hand rubbing her thigh as his eyes searched hers and she softly kissed him once more, her hands in his hair that had grown from combed to messy, and disheveled. “Let’s go home.” She spoke, and immediately Johnny nodded, placing a few more hunger induced kisses against her lips before sitting back in his seat, watching her throw her shirt back on.

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It truly was evident that Daniel LaRusso was in love with Y/n L/n, to everyone. Everyone but her. He walked alongside her in the hallways, holding her books and smiling down at her in awe of the way her hair swayed, or the way her lips curved up into a smile.

Now, in October - it was different. Seeing as she was apart of the school board, Daniel didn’t see her much. Though when he did, it was in one of her casual corduroy or denim jackets that kept her warm as the leaves began to fall, and the days began to get colder.

Today, he made his way through the hallways. It was quiet, he wore his same red jacket that he loved and he looked around until his eyes landed on her.

Something about her. His eyes began to sparkle and he couldn’t help but admire her for a quick second from afar, the gym door wide open giving him a perfect view. He fixed his hair as he stood there, still in awe of this girl and it wasn’t until he was bumped from the back by Johnny, who then made his way into the gym, where Daniel finally focused once again. His eyes searched the vicinity before he walked in, still subconsciously fixing his hair and looking around anxiously.

Y/n was around all the girls, including Ali, and this only made him more nervous, he made his way over and glancing up from the balloons, Y/n caught his eye. Her lips curved into an innocent smile at the sight of her good friend, and he stopped in front of her, blocking Ali’s view of her friend and the girls all looked over, sharing glances.

“Daniel.” Y/n beamed, she tied up the balloon in hand before setting it aside and giving him her full attention. At the eye contact Daniel gulped, he wasn’t sure how to go about this but if he was good at anything - it was improvising.

Sure, they were good friends - well, Y/n helped him with the homework and sometimes she gave him smiles at lunch before cutting in line with him, or she’d invite him over for a simple dinner with her family, but now - now he wanted more. He bit his lip in deep thought, studying her eyes and suddenly, he seemed confident.

“Hey..” he mustered up the courage, and as these words left his mouth, Y/n tilted her head and she kept her eyes on his.

“Hi..” She giggled. “You okay, LaRusso?”

And at this, his eyes slightly widened. He perked up and the music that faintly played in the gym filled the short silence before he turned around, scratching the back of his neck. “I had a question for you, actually.”

“Mhm?” Y/n nodded, her hand against the table as she leaned into it. Her eyes stared into his intently and with time, he got it out.

“Will you go to the Halloween dance with me?”

The girls around stopped blowing their balloons, they turned their attention to Daniel and Y/n which really didn’t help his nerves, though Y/n paid no mind to them, her heart raced and while she kept calm, she gave a firm nod with a small smile.

“Of course I will.”

So that very night, Daniek LaRusso went back to Mr. Miyagi and asked him to make that shower costume, his eyes lit up as picked up Y/n and standing at her door as she opened his, he fiddled with his hands. She walked out in a sleek costume, as Joel Goodsen from Risky Business. She had the sunglasses, the boxers, and the white button up. At the sight of her, Daniel smiled and blushed all at once.

“This costume. Wow.” She gestured to him, still giggling and he couldn’t get over the sound of that. It was as if he didn’t need anything else but that sound.

As they arrived at school, he opened the car door for her, and throughout the night - he kept his distance. He wasn’t sure how Y/n felt, and while she accepted his offer to the dance, he knew that could mean nothing.

Though as the slow songs started, and they sat down, Y/n interrupted their conversation about cars just to pull him up, and into the dance floor.

Once they made it, she took a step into his shower, and shut the curtain behind her. Her eyes stared up at him and he stood there, his hands slowly making their way to her waist and she nodded at the feeling, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Here, it was better. His eyes couldn’t tear themselves away from her lips for a good five seconds and Y/n noticed that, but said nothing. Not until his eyes met hers again.

“You look great.” He commented, a small and sly smile on his lips and Y/n - while growing flushed, thanked him. She kept her calm, but as they danced this close, her heart was threatening to explode. Same with Daniel, his cheeks ran a deep color of red as their faces neared, and when she rested her head against his chest, he felt as if he could die happily now.

His hands softly rubbed her back, and he smiled into her grip.

“Thanks for asking me to the dance, Daniel.”

It wasn’t often she used his first name, and at this he pulled back to meet her eyes. She lifted her head off of his chest to do the same and she kept a small grateful smile.

“Me?” He asked, “Didn’t like 20 guys ask you?” He asked, and his eyes searched hers for a minute before she tightened her grip around his neck.

“Yeah, but the only person I wanted to ask me was you.” She revealed, and Daniel’s playful smile was wiped from his lips. He watched as she nervously awatied a response from him and he couldn’t think of anything but kissing her.

So there, he leaned in slowly and checked by searching her eyes. Once she gave the nod, he firmly pressed his lips against hers and his left hand supported the back of her neck, keeping her lips against his. It was a long, tender and gentle kiss and when they pulled away, they held back a frown from the parting but still, were happy.

“Thanks for saying yes.” Daniel spoke in a whisper, the breath of his brushing against Y/n’s lips as she stared up at him, her nose against his. She smiled immediately and giggled - and suddenly Daniel was filled with pride. He found himself leaning in once again.

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The Flowers

It was evident that Johnny Lawrence and Y/n L/n were nearly attached at the hip for as long as they could remember. Their mothers were high school best friends and now - their children were.

It was a sensitive topic to Y/n though, of course Johnny was her best friend - she knew everything about him and he knew everything about her - but maybe the fact that the term best friend was as far as it would ever go did irk her.

As Johnny’s red car pulled to a stop in front of her white and blue house - she rushed out - carrying her belongings in hand as she threw them over and into his convertible, he glanced over from his spot - blasting his favorite cassette tapes and as Y/n took a seat, he gave a small smirk.

“Woke up on time, I see.” He began, and Y/n glanced over - her eyes rolling as she continued to organize her loose belongings.

“Just drive.”

Arriving at school on this particular Friday was quick, and as Johnny pulled to a stop - he handed the keys to Y/n - who was much better at taking care of them than him.

His eyes flickered around before he got out of the car - and he waited for Y/n to begin walking into school.

From any other point of view, you might’ve thought that Johnny Lawrence was head over heels for Y/n, and that Y/n L/n was head over heels for Johnny, and maybe it could’ve been true, but it was constantly denied.

Johnny Lawrence felt he knew where his heart stood, along with Ali Mills who dumped him 7 months ago, his eyes squinted at the sight of her with Daniel LaRusso, and he was quick to glance back over to Y/n when she called out his name - asking for him to zip her backpack up.

They quickly parted their ways for class - and as passing period going to 3rd came - Johnny Lawrence made his way to Y/n’s locker, she stuffed her belongings in, and met his eyes as he leaned his back against the locker just beside hers, he was close - and while she didn’t say anything, she felt it.

He flicked his hair to fix it, he was wearing his newest sweater, paired with his khakis that Y/n helped him pick out from JCPenney. More than that - he wore a deep black eye, and while he hated that he had to walk around with that, Y/n didn’t mind it. She studied his features, admiring them the slightest bit before he turned over, his eyes meeting hers. “Where’s Jenny?” He asked, his eyes glancing around as he asked for Y/n’a friend.

“Not here.” She responded in one breath, her eyes flickering to his lips as he stared off, though slowly - he looked back over.

“You gonna be with anyone at lunch?” He asked, now studying her expression. She was quick to shrug - closing her locker.

“No.”

Johnny thinned his lips and as the minute bell rung - he propped himself up and off of the locker. “I’ll meet you right here.” He spoke bluntly, already switching his binder from one hand to the other before making his way to his 4th period. With a sigh, Y/n shook her head.

“Johnny - ” she began, almost scolding him and the blonde boy gave a simple shrug before turning around - and opening up the double doors.

As lunch approached, and fourth period went by - Y/n sat in her math class, her legs crossed as she tapped her pencil against the desk - it was quiet as the rest of the class finished up their quiz, and she practically yearned for the bell to ring. Once it did, she quickly propped herself up from her desk and made her way out to her own locker.

Johnny Lawrence already stood against it, his eyes searching around - a judgmental look to them until they landed on Y/n. His expression softened, and he began making his way over, bumping those he didn’t like and finally - he stood in front of Y/n and placed his hands on his hips.

She clutched her binder against her chest - glancing up to him every time he spoke as they made their way to the cafeteria - shoulders brushing against eachother. He paid for her lunch along with his own, and they sat across from one another - eating it as they spoke.

His legs softly grazed hers, and he left it there - taking his water and drinking from it as she spoke of her math test, and this was enough. The way he looked at her, and the way his eyes never left her as she spoke - it was evident he loved her and while she couldn’t tell in what way - she admired that.

His protective instincts were up 100 % with her, and she could see that.

He dropped her off at home that day, saying his goodbye and sending his sweet smile as she made her way out.

While her Friday nights never occurred of much, she was excited to be home. She spent the day in her room - and as the sun began to set, she stirred in her seat, her mind stuck in the image of Johnny Lawrence and the feeling of his leg up against hers.

Y/n L/n took deep breaths before she snuck out her own window, it was getting darker and darker but Johnny lived a block away - so she wasn’t bothered with walking. Her breath raced, and she clutched Her fists by her side as she made her way over.

The Lawrence residence was nice and fancy, Y/n slowed to a stop as she turned - nervously sighing before making her way up the steps.

And on the walk over, she decided. She’d tell him. Exactly how she felt about him, she’d break it to him.

As she stepped up and out of the house, Johnny excited his front door - he held a small bouquet of flowers in hand - his eyes landing on Y/n and widening a bit.

Her heart stopped at the sight, was this the perfect timing or was she just the unluckiest girl to walk earth? Her eyes narrowed and she cleared her throat - both of them frozen.

“Where are you..going?” She gestured to his flowers, and Johnny looked down at them, clutching them in hand before turning back to her.

“Gonna go talk to Ali.” He informed, and T/n’s heart sank. It was the second one.

She hid the disappointment and nodded, and at that - Johnny lost a small sense of confidence. He gestured to her now. “What about you? What are you doing here?”

“Well,” she glanced around, gulping nervously and swinging her hands by her sides. “I was gonna ask about seeing your..your bike. I just wanna mess around with it, I won’t go anywhere - I promise.” Her eyes landed on the motorcycle of Johnny’s and he furrowed his brows - looking over to his hike and then to her. To everyone else, he said no. But to Y/n, he’d allow it. He popped back into his house and grabbed the keys, handing them over to her and she took them - holding the keys up.

“Thanks, John.” She smiled, her breath shaky.

“Be careful.” He spoke sternly, making his way to his own car and it took so long for his eyes to leave hers but once they did - he got into his car, and he drove off.

At the sight of him gone, Y/n got onto the bike. Sure he’s guided her sometimes, and sure he taught her lots about these things so she figured why not test it?

As she turned the engine on, her heart began to race and she smiled the slightest bit. Maybe this was why Johnny loved it so much. The thrill.

Riding it was rocky at first, and she did feel out of place, to be riding in an outfit such as this. Her eyes checked the neighborhood frequently as she drove through and it wasn’t til she hit the main streets in which she began going fast.

Now, she was sure she got the hang of it, and she’d tell Johnny she was finally on his level now.

She wore her strongest jacket as it was getting colder out, and the wind blew strongly into her face, causing her to struggle a bit and she paid no attention to that until her altercation. Y/n found complete regret when she nearly crashed and collided with another car - her heart raced and instead of stopping, she steered around. Her eyes were everywhere until she attempted to make a left turn, and there - she was hit.

It was a good few minutes of calming herself down after that small problem with Johnny, but now - she was aching from her leg that clashed against the floor - the motorcycle pressing her down as well.

The last thing she truly remembered was her leg pain - and thankfully, she woke up in the Encino Hospital - she wore her own clothes though her jeans were cut off due to her leg injury. She sat there, and as she stirred awake - she took notice to the empty room.

Her parents had work and probably didn’t know - so she didn’t expect much - though at the sound of an angry boy who was snapping at doctors outside, she knew who her first visitor would be.

“Piss off, man - I know her.” And then, Johnny Lawrence came from the curtains. His eyes softened at the sight of her being okay, but still, he rushed to her side, kneeling down.

“What did you do?” He sounded mad, but also worried. His eyes searched hers and she struggled to find the right words, so she didn’t say anything - instead she gave a shrug.

“Did you do this on purpose? Did I make you mad?”

“Johnny, I’m fine. Nothing happened.”

“Bullshit your legs nearly crushed.” He seethed a bit, and Y/n took a deep breath, inching away from him and as he took notice to that - he calmed himself down. His cheeks were pink and he pulled a chair up, sitting beside her.

“I’m sorry about your bike - ” She said, and when it was silent in response, Y/n groaned. She should have expected for him to be like this, but it the fact that he was disappointed her.

“You’re mad at me?” She scoffed, and Johnny glanced over - nodding quickly. “How are you mad at me? I didn’t mean for this.”

“That’s the point, L/n. You didn’t mean for it but you didn’t think to put some thought into this? You’ve never rode a bike.” He exasperated; his hands were holding onto his knees and he shook his head.

“Are you scolding me right now?”

“Someone has to, right?” He gave her this remark, his voice just as loud as hers and she left her mouth parted - her eyes watering in the slightest, so naturally she looked away.

“If it were Ali Mills right here, would you be scolding her?” She spoke, after one big breath.

“What?” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “What are you talking about?” His eyes slowly glanced up to her and she shrugged.

“Just a question.”

At this, Johnny’s heart stopped. His eyes were glued onto Y/n and she couldn’t even think to look back over at him, moving up from the chair, he took the extra space on the bed to sit there, facing her and attempting to make eye contact. “What are you talking about?”

Nothing.

Being the hothead he was, Johnny scoffed. His eyes averted from her and he looked up at the ceiling. “Ignore me then - I’ll just go, doesn’t feel like you want me here anyways.”

As he began to stir, getting up - Y/n glanced over - her eyes finally catching his. He stood, but he stayed, his eyes stuck on hers and she took a deep breath.

“Why were you giving Ali flowers?” As she asked this, she looked away once again and he sighed, his hands down by his sides and he blinked before answering.

But he could t give a clear response, he knew what this was about - he knew this subject too well. The longing of being with his best friend was something strong, and as he stammered for a response - her lips curved into a bitter smile.

“Don’t.” He began, pointing at her and she looked over - dropping the smile. “Don’t start with that, because you know why I went to her.”

“I don’t.”

“You don’t?” He scoffed.

“No, so tell me. Tell me why she gets those pretty flowers, John. Really, I wanna know.”

He gave a short sigh - shaking his head and he searched for a response before finding one, ranting. “Maybe because i wanted to, hm?”

He began stammering again, this was a record for Johnny Lawrence. In front of him was his girl, his. And he’d say that to himself but as he watched her swoon and distract herself with other guys, he could never think to show that.

“Did you?” Y/n asked, sarcastically, and with the same energy - Johnny responded.

“Yes. I did.” He gave a firm nod; and in the short pause he couldn’t help but switch his point. “You know damn well that I gave her those flowers because you were busy with Ricky for half of high school.”

Then, her heart stopped. She looked over and there Johnny was - his face turning red. “If I can fix things with Ali, why should I ever be jealous of you and the guys you walk with going to 6th? Or the guys that sit next to you in Physics..”

He went on, “Don’t ask me shit you already know the answer to.” He pointed his hand at her, and Y/n’s eyes narrowed - they never fought like this and right now was different. It was scary. But her heart raced and she wanted Johnny to know that she was angry too. Still, she responded with her voice soft.

“I don’t care about guys at school unless they’re you.” Her voice was low, and Johnny’s look of embarrassment and anger slowly faded. “You think I like seeing you fight over another girl? When all I care about is your attention?” Her voice grew louder now and she wanted to keep going - she wanted to get louder.

“When all I want, all I’ve ever wanted is you?!”

As she shook her head, taking a pause Y/n turned and before she could continue - she felt the soft tug on her shirt collar, Johnny was leaning one hand on her bed as he leaned over - and he pulled her lips into his. It was a needy kiss, he kept it rough because they were both pretty worked up and he was gentle when he sat down, moving his hands to cup her face.

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Perfectly - Johnny Lawrence

At the sight of herself on this particular Friday night - Y/n groaned. She removed the small top and threw it back onto the bed - shaking her head before letting out a sigh.

Tonight was the first party in the Valley since school was back - and as much as she wished to have ease picking out an outfit, it was never that easy.

She was on a time limit, because her boyfriend would be here soon to get her - and still after an hour, she wasn’t content with anything.

She stood turned, checking her body in the mirror and frowning just the slightest before her door swung open. She turned in a panic before her eyes met Johnny’s, and he furrowed his brows before shutting the door.

She was in just her bra and some jeans she hadn’t worn in months.

“You’re not ready?” He asked, and at that Y/n turned to her clock, her eyes widening.

“Shit.” She hissed, rushing to her drawer to get out her safe sweater. At the sight of that, Johnny shook his head - taking a seat on her bed that was filled with clothing.

“N/n. You’re gonna be hot.” Which was true, it was still summer and as much as she wished for it to be cold out - it simply wasn’t.

“Well, nothing else looks good.” She spoke, throwing it on as he tugged her closer by her pants. She threw it on, covering herself up and he studied her - his eyes softening.

Maybe Johnny was a hardass with everyone else, but when it came to his girlfriend - he was different. Pleasantly different. “Y/n.” He began, tugging her down to sit on his lap and once she did, her eyes searched his.

“I just look stupid in everything, I don’t know why. I’m sorry - we can go now.” Her voice was soft, sort of timid and as much as Johnny wished he could simply tell her she was beautiful, that never worked. He thinned his lips and stayed there, his hand on her thigh as she watched him closely.

As embarrassed as she felt now, Y/n loved when Johnny was like this. Gentle, and calm. Not out there starting fights with people and letting his rage out, no. Here, with her - holding her and caressing her leg as his eyes stared into hers.

His hand moved up to hold her face before he kissed her - softly and quickly. As he pulled away, he took notice to the way Y/n had her arms wrapped around his neck. He was perfect. That’s all she could think as she stared at him.

That’s sort of what got to her, she didn’t see herself with someone like him. Someone so so perfect and she absolutely no clue, but he felt the same way. Whether she believed it - Y/n was very perfect. Johnny saw it, and as much as it bothered him - he knew other guys at West Valley saw it too.

He went back in for another kiss, and this time - it was more craved. Faster, and still gentle but not as gentle. His hands held her hips before he tugged her back onto the bed, turning her around so he hovered her - and at this, Y/n smiled.

He was always doing this - so she figured it was another quick moment before they left, but Johnny didn’t want to go anymore.

His eyes studied her body for a quick second before he softly moved his hands to the hem of her sweater. He could tell she was sort of uneasy but still - she allowed him to pull it off of her, because even though she might’ve felt weird about herself, this was Johnny. And he was her safe spot.

He kissed her lovingly after removing her sweater to reveal her bare stomach, and the dark red laced bra that he got her. His smile grew and he rubbed her hips. At this, Y/n groaned - her mouth opening and Johnny took this chance to slip his tongue in. He smirked as he felt her hands run through his hair that he just did - and his grip on her tightened.

Slowly, he unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off of her, keeping the intense eye contact and instead of returning to her lips - he began to kiss her neck, biting at it from time to time. Y/n gasped in pleasure, doing her best to keep quiet and Johnny room this as his opportunity to speak to her. His hand rubbed her thigh before inching towards her back, squeezing her and finding pleasure in that.

He moved further down to her breasts, leaving firm kisses upon them and now - she was moaning.

“You know you look good in anything.” He started off, and at this - Y/n spoke through her moans. He went back to kissing her chest that was covered up by her bra, and smiled up at her through his eyelashes.

“Johnny.” She began to protest, because she really didn’t want to talk about this today, but Johnny stopped her by sucking at the exposed skin on her chest, causing her to groan in pleasure.

And then, he continued. “In those gym shorts I always make you pull down..” He spoke against her skin. “Those dark washed jeans you say you hate, that green top, those dresses, my clothes..” he stopped for a second at the sounds of her moaning, and he held himself back from removing her bra - and instead finished. “In nothing.”

At his words, Y/n softly moaned - her hands running through his hair as he bit down just above her lace bra - his hands gripped her hips and he wanted nothing more than to be this close forever. Once he finished kissing at her exposed skin, Johnny moved to the places she’d complain the most about. He slid his hands under her, grabbing at her ass before aggressively moving her up and further on the bed, moving down on her.

His lips met all over her stomach, kissing her and squeezing her from time to time. Y/n got a hint of what he was doing, because it was working. She was easing up in her body, and now - as Johnny Lawrence praised her - she felt better.

“You’re so perfect.” He rubbed her back now, smiling down at her as she wrapped her legs around him to secure the spot. Johnny allowed her to remove his shirt as well - and he stared at her lovingly, his hands moving back to grip her ass.

He ducked down, his mouth now up against her ear. “Every day in first period when you sit next to me and I get an up close view of you, I dream of fuck - ”

“Johnny - ” She chuckled, partly at the feelings of his words against her ear but also because of his words. He shook his head, in need to finish.

“Im serious. You put that water bottle between your thighs after drinking from it, and I’ve never wanted to be one so bad.” He spoke, a smile creeping onto his lips as he watched the same thing happen to his girlfriend. She squirmed in his grip as she laughed, pulling away to look into his eyes.

“You’re an idiot, Johnny Lawrence.” She spoke through her small laughs, and biting his lip - Johnny leaned in.

“I mean it.” He spoke firmly before kissing her once again, and he continued to hold her close to him, he played with the material of her underwear, even biting at it when he kissed down her stomach - and as heated as they got, Y/n was thankful for Johnny. As he slowly removed her undergarments, admiring her and staring in awe for a few minutes before he went in on her - his lips meeting her beloved thighs, Y/n h kept her hands on his shoulders, nodding in pleasure.

Throughout their time, Johnny uttered the smallest comments to her, his hand went up and down her leg as he moved closer to her inner thigh, and he spoke against it. “You’re so beautiful.”