#johnkate

Shadows House doodles

I was super into Shadows House in 2020 and I've not drawn them in ages but these four are so cute I really like them.

Kate breathed out.

"Fuck." She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek to John's, and her lips grazed his ear. He could feel every breath she took.

She grinded into him, but it wasn't by far enough. She pulled away and got off John's lap, trying desperately of take off her jeans. She held out a leg to him. "Help me, oh my god, I can't."

So then, it was just John, Kate and their underpants.

She took to him again, grabbing his face and kissing him, and she grinded into him. She could feel every ridge, and every edge. It was strange. It was awesome. It was really fuckin' awesome. She wanted more, but she didn't know how much more she could do.

Her lips pulled from his, her hips still rubbing into his.

Hitting his head against the glass stunned him momentarily and the next thing he knew she was back on top with upper hand. So she wanted control? He supposed that he could give it up just this once. JUST this once. He did consider himself an alpha after all.

He had to restrain himself from tackling her again when she grinded into him. He was like she just planned on dry humping the shit out of him. The sad part was that at this point he was willing to take that without only a little bit of complaint.

"Kaaaate" He groaned, gripping her waist and pulling her flush against him so that she could feel just how desperate he was to have her. How she managed to make complete sentences right now, he would never know.

Kate bit her lip as she felt his hands on her, the skin on skin contact that drove her completely mad. She felt out of body in this moment, she wasn't thinking, only doing, only feeling. And shit, was there a lot to feel.

He let John fling her shirt into the back, and she let him undo her bra and jean buttons, but neither came off her body. 

Her hand pushed hard on his chest and she sat up, and before he probably knew it, her other hand held his jaw and kissed him hard, pushing him back and up against the window. 

Kate heard his head thunk on the glass, but she didn't feel bad, she was to into this-- into John, to really care.

"Stop fuckin'--" She kissed him again. "Stop pushing me." Her mouth moved to his neck, and she shimmied off her unfastened bra. 

She grinded into him, and her tongue was hot on his neck.

The rate at which John pulled his pants down should have earned him a place in the Guinness Book of World Records. Honestly it was a bit pitiful that he was so obedient but god dammit it had been weeks. No- MONTHS with his only close encounter having been interrupted right as he was supposed to get HIS.

Too bad for her power drive he wasn't a patient boy and as soon as his pants were down he kissed her back like an animal, shifting her weight as he laid her down on the backseat. It was like she was waving cake in front of a fat kid and he intended on having his cake.

Kate grinned against John's lips and kissed him hard, so hard her lips hurt and she ran out of breath, and pulled back. His mouth scarlet, and the look on his face, he looked like a desperate little boy.

Her hands trailed down his sides, and her voice was in his ear.

"You're so hot. I can't even stop myself."

Maybe she wasn't about to fuck him now, but she could get close.

Her fingers took to his waist, and her forehead rested on his shoulder so she could see what she was doing. She played with his belt until the buckle unbuckled, and then his pants until his button unbuttoned, which all took a little longer than usual in her frenzy, and then she kissed him, because he tasted so good, and besides how much she wanted him physically, maybe she wanted him emotionally, but right now wasn't the time to think about that, and she gripped his hips. 

The last time that John had checked his girlfriend was in fact a virgin so to have her acting like this was..well shocking. He didn't know if he should be scared since she kind of seemed to have the whole dominatrix thing going for her or be horny. 

He was a bit of both. 

"A-alot" He groaned as she ground herself against him, gripping her ass to pull her tightly against him. He was throbbing and his pants felt far to tight, her added friction driving him up a wall. 

He wanted to push her down on the backseat and just take her already but with her on him like this he also wanted her to ride him. Yeah, that sounded good.