#johnny trigger

So, my friend introduced me to the concept of who he calls Mafiozi (I really don’t know if that’s his real name) and Johnny trigger TOGETHER.. and I liked it.

So I decided, since I really like to write, that I’ll make a small one shot

Because why not

Warnings ig because I see other people do it: N$FW, edging ig? Spanking for a little bit, degradation..? Pizza..? The end was highly rushed because I wanted to end the torture today. That’s all, enjoy it ig

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A gunshot could be heard moving across the street, reaching the head of a rather mafia indulged looking man and making the man’s gun fall right down to the floor.

Next? The screams of the normal citizens as they ran away from danger and into their homes.

Johnny reloaded his sniper as he smirked, the smoke from Mafiozi’s tobacco reaching his nose and making him sneeze lightly.

“Jesus fucking Christ dude!” Johnny yelled out, looking back from his shoulder to glance at Mafiozi who was only looking at the scene below them with neutrality. “You should really leave the smokes behind, buddy, it’s seriously annoying me.” Johnny lowly muttered under his breath.

It’s not that he was afraid Mafiozi might hear… well, maybe a little bit. The states he always got from the older male were starting to concern him a bit too much recently.

Since they started working together, a few months ago, things had been more… fun, in Johnny’s opinion. He really enjoyed trying to make Mafiozi crack a smile, or at least, any emotion besides that fuck-ass nonchalant face of his he always wore.

They’d been both working the same day, same mafia organization, same target. Johnny could still easily remember the small face of shock in Mafiozi’s face as he stole his kill with one of his recognizable trick-shots. Of course, the only people who actually knew about those were his bosses, and now, Mafiozi.

Mafiozi didn’t say anything at Johnny’s muttered words, instead, concentrating on locating their next target so that they could both finally go home.

Johnny didn’t pay much mind, only slowly standing up and stretching his body with a load groan that made Mafiozi stop for a full second before he continued looking through his phone.

“Our next target is just a few rooftops from here.” Mafiozi announced, already moving without even turning around to check if Johnny was coming. It was okay though, he knew he was.

Mafiozi heard quick footsteps behind him before Johnny was slamming into him lightly with a small, amused chuckle before he quickly got on step with Mafiozi. “Don’t try and leave me behind, big guy.” Johnny mused, pathetically trying to reload his sniper while walking and jumping from roof to roof alongside Mafiozi.

“Wasn’t planning to.” Mafiozi said simply, a small smirk betraying his nonchalant facade. “Good.” He heard in reply…

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Mafiozi was watching, Johnny knew he was. From the way he felt someone’s usually so mundane eyes locked into his figure, watching, analyzing, making his fingers tremble around the trigger for the smallest moment ever.

Cool, perfect, Mafiozi was paying attention to him, like always. A concept not so foreign to him but one that still makes his heart beat a little faster than usual.

The new target was just like the one from before, black hat, black coat, and an aura that just screamed mafioso. Now that Johnny thought about it, Mafiozi’s name was pretty fucking weird. Anyways.

“Wanna see something cool..?” Johnny glanced behind him, an uneasy smirk on his lips. Mafiozi raised an eyebrow in curiosity, a small gesture that confirmed a good enough response for Johnny.

Johnny jumped from one roof to another, pointing his gun at the target below and shooting before he landed on the roof beside the ones he was just on. A small trick of his, one of his usuals. But still one that made Mafiozi’s heart sank for the smallest moment in concern.

Johnny looked back at the now dead target before looking up at where Mafiozi was standing, a expression of absolute shock on the older man’s face that made Johnny grin before he waved at him to get a move on.

Mafiozi will remember that.

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A loud slurping sound could be heard through the entire apartment complex, only thanks to Johnny impatiently trying to get every last drop out of his strawberry flavor drink out of his cup.

Meanwhile, Mafiozi continued eating his pizza slice wity a patience that could only be called… something. Johnny never know how he did it, especially with such delicious pizza in front of them.

“I dom know how you do it..” Johnny slurred out, the hot cheese of his pizza stretching out between his lips, Mafiozi pretended not to notice.

Mafiozi crossed his legs, leaving his half-eaten slice of pizza aside as he turned to look at Johnny, “Do what..?” Mafiozi asked, an almost amused tone slipping through his teeth.

“That nonchalant attitude you always have!” Johnny gently slammed his hands on the table between them, slightly lifting himself up and leaning close to Mafiozi. “It’s almost annoying… and hot.”

A small smirk appeared on Mafiozi’s lips as he shook his head, muttering something along the lines of, “this dumbass…” before he turned to face Johnny. “I’m just being the old, usual me, Johnny…”

Johnny only shook his head in return, a small smile on his own lips as he grabbed the soda sitting between and took a large, annoyingly loud sip out of it. “K’ay.” The younger male muttered, taking a small moment to appreciate the others appearance with an obvious glance that didn’t went unnoticed.

They both stayed in silent for a small while, enjoying their dinner and feeling comfortable with each other. Like always. It had been a weird connection at first, the moment they met. Now? Now they were both glad they had both felt it.

“You know,” Mafiozi’s quiet voice almost startled Johnny. “I’ve always wondered why you do those tricks with your guns.” At Mafiozi’s words, Johnny slowly turned to look at him with a confused brow. “It’s unnecessary. And dangerous.” He finished saying.

It took Johnny a quick second before he could actually register the words, before a small giggle escaped him. Then, a full blown laugh. “O-oh..! Oh my god!” Johnny giggled out, a hand reaching out to slap Mafiozi’s closest shoulder.

“Are you… are you worried for me?!” Johnnys face had turned slightly red now, his hands removing fake tears off his closed eyes before he opened them again.

The sight that greeted him was one of unamused Mafiozi. Oh, he was serious. “Uh… my guy, you really don’t need to worry about me or anything like that…” Johnny leaned in closer, carefully to make sure his chair didn’t betray him and made him trip. “I’m a professional ! Just like you…”

“I know you are.” Mafiozi muttered immediately, a hand reaching out to touch Johnny’s cheek, almost hesitant before he finally reached the warm skin. “That doesn’t mean I can’t worry.”

A blush quickly spread throug Johnny’s cheeks, wide eyed and mouth slightly open as he looked directly at Mafiozi’s still neutral but soft ones. “Or punish you.”

“What?”

“What..?” Mafiozi almost mocked with an amused tone. Head tilting as his eyes adverted to look at Johnny’s parted lips. “I think… you deserve punishment. Or at least, something to remind you why you can’t just go and do whatever you want while risking your life.” Mafiozi made a pause, allowing Johnny to register his words as his tie was slowly removed from his body.

Ignoring the logics of objects, Mafiozi pulled Johnny on top of his lap. Their mouths met aggressively, mainly because of Mafiozi and Johnny not registering what was happening until a second later, finally reciprocating the harsh kiss.

Johnny moaned into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Mafiozi’s neck and opened his mouth to let his tongue inside.

They explored each other’s mouths the same way someone walked a memorized path. They knew what they liked. They didn’t talk about it, but they definitely explored it and found each other’s secrets.

Mafiozi quickly adjusted Johnny in his lap before grabbing his buttocks and standing up, carefully to make sure Johnny was secured as he walked to the room they shared many times despite having different ones.

Johnny was dropped onto the bed as if he was a simple man, but he wasn’t. Not if Mafiozi was crawling towards him with eyes that looked so predatory and like they wanted to devour him. He wished he did, but he’d never say that out loud.

Once Mafiozi was close enough they were back to kissing. Johnny laying down comfortably on the bed while Mafiozi stayed on top of him, his hands unbuttoning the other man’s shirt while Johnny just enjoyed the sensations.

“Weren’t you gonna p-punish me..?” Johnny asked between kisses and panted breaths. One hand was already moving toward his pants. “Oh I am, alright?” Mafiozi confirmed, unbuttoning Johnny’s the pants, taking off the belt, and basically rip his pants off of him.

“I like those pants.” Someone lamented sorrowfully before that same person was turned to face the bed. Johnny moaned softly as Mafiozi caressed his skin, then, he heard a bit of rustling and felt the bed dipping to one side before a pillow was placed below his face. He muttered a small thanks before he felt a gentle slap on his ass and he whined lowly.

Johnny slowly turned his head to look at Mafiozi over his shoulder but the other man didn’t allow it. Instead, Johnny felt his hair being pulled from the back and forcing him to expose his throat as Mafiozi bit hickeys over it.

The younger male had to force himself to not let out a whine or even try to make contact with Mafiozi’s body. He knew there’d be consequences if he were to touch without permission.

He allowed Mafiozi to pull him on his knees, still facing away as he felt something slick and thin wrapping his arm together. Great, he wasn’t gonna be allowed to use his hands either, Johnny thought, a whine slipping out of his lips as he felt Mafiozi’s lips kissing his bare back, until he reached his asscheeks.

“Count.” Mafiozi whispered to him, nipping his ear before leaning away and letting Johnny flop back down on the bed with his hands tied up with Mafiozi’s tie.

Johnny felt like there was cotton in his brain. He wasn’t gonna lie, he’s obviously had sex with a few people here and there to take out stress out but with Mafiozi..? With Mafiozi he could allow himself to be actually vulnerable, not just some stupid quickie that left him worried wether he was gonna become an accidental father or get a call back from the other person.

SLAP! Johnny gasped loudly and then groaned softly as he felt Mafiozi’s hand make contact with his asscheeks. “Count.” Mafiozi repeated, and Johnny listened obediently. “O-one…”

Another sharp SLAP! Resonated through the room, gaining a loud whine out of Johnny and a small chuckle out of Mafiozi. “T-t-… two…” SLAP! “T-three..!”

“Good boy, let’s get to twenty, yeah?” Mafiozi whispered teasingly, seductively, in that one way that made Johnny’s knees buckle under his weight.

“Maybe this’ll teach you not to do such dangerous things?” PLAP! “Fo-four..! Fuck…” Johnny gripped the pillow below his chin harshly, his teeth biting the material as he forced himself not to sob, whimper, or even talk unless it was permitted.

It has been a long time since they’ve done something like this. Last time having been when Johnny did a stupid trick one time, failed to kill his target, made Mafiozi do it, and got himself in a situation similar to this.

Another slap was heard,and another increasing number was pathetically whimpered out lowly. “I wonder,” Mafiozi mused, “just when are you gonna get your lesson..?”

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Johnny couldn’t feel much of his legs, kinda, he felt them tingling and trembling. But that was all. One thing that he was definitely sure of was that his cock was hard, leaking pre-cum, and it hurt so bad. Mafiozi haven’t allowed to touch himself or even cum. He wasn’t even aware of what had happened after he finished counting to twenty.

Then, he felt it. Some soft but calloused hands spreading his red colored asscheeks apart, revealing his puckered hole begging for some attention. Practically begging to be filled up to the brim with Mafiozi’s cock.

He heard a bottle uncap, then a cold, dense, sticky liquid being poured on top of his hole and making him shudder silently. Mafiozi’s fingers were perfect, just the correct thickness that already made him fill full without effort. No wonder the man was good at guns as Johnny.

Johnny’s cock throbbed in rhythmic movements as Johnny felt Mafiozi’s finger slowly enter him. Twisting already, sliding, searching for something.

Another finger slided right in easily, as if Johnny’s hole was just hungry for more. Lucky for him, Mafiozi will go be him more.

Johnny’s back arched, mouth shouting out a loud moan then a whine as Mafiozi’s fingers found his prostate. His butt arching upwards as his body twisted around the pleasure.

“A-agh..!” Johnny keened, his teeth threatening to break the skin on his lips.

“Feel good?”

“Hmphm..!”

“Tell me how good.”

“S-so good..! Always good… for y-you..” Johnny sobbed, body trembling and shaking as Mafiozi kept abusing his prostate over and over again.

Mafiozi chuckled as he pushed a third finger in, moving close to Johnny and making sure Johnny could feel his neglected erection against his shaky thigh. “So good?” He repeated almost mockingly, his fingers feeling like they were getting sucked by Johnny’s little, hungry hole.

“I’ll make you feel better, my dear.” And with that Mafiozi finally pulled his fingers out, determined enough that Johnny’s hole was prepared enough to be fucked.

Johnny let it a sinful, shameless whine once Mafiozi pulled his fingers out. Then let out a load groan mixed with a filthy moan the moment he felt Mafiozi’s tip entering him.

Mafiozi’s tip was big, slightly bigger than his cock was, colored slightly darker than his skin tone unlike his white colored cock.

Mafiozi pulled Johnny by the hips, entering more of his cock in him and making sure he didn’t escape. Not like Johnny was planning to anytime soon but… still.

“F-fuck..! S-slow down a bit will you!” Johnny practically sobbed out, hands now gripping the bed sheets as Mafiozi’s cock fully entered him. “I don’t think I will.”

The grip Johnny’s hole had on his dick was almost euphoric. Mafiozi didn’t know how it stayed so tight even after every single time they did this. He definitely was grateful for it though.

Especially as he gave Johnny some few barely could he called minutes before he started pounding his ass with a fast pace already. The sound of skin against skin slapping sloppily against each other tried its best to muffle the sounds of pure obscenities spilling out of Johnny’s mouth accompanied by his loud moans and pathetic whimpers.

Now that they were actually getting to the real action Mafiozi wasn’t planning to let Johnny rest, at all. Especially as he quickly flipped the man around without pulling out, getting in a mating press position with Johnny’s legs as comfortable as they could be on Mafiozi’s shoulders.

The new position allowed Mafiozi to get even deeper inside Johnny, and an even greater angle to abuse his prostate as long as he could physically go.

“O-oh fuck.. oh fuck!” Johnny groaned out, desperately trying to cover his face with his arm, trying to hide the fact that he liked getting dominated, perhaps? Maybe it was that, considering his hole kept tightening around Mafiozi’s cock whenever the older man whispered dirty, filthy things in his ear now.

“Dear god, they really should’ve hired you as their new whore instead of their assassin, huh?” Mafiozi spit out harshly, his hands grabbing onto Johnnys hips and keeping him there to keep fucking him, thrusting into him, making his brain stupid with cock.

As to who is “they”… that doesn’t matter. They both knew who Mafiozi was talking about. The thought of it, being someone that is not Mafiozi’s slut, it hurt Johnny.

Mafiozi felt Johnny grip his shoulders, eyes 👀 locking into Johnny’s almost naturally dull colored ones as Johnny shook his head. “N-fuck..! No.. n-not his, only y-yours..!” Johnny had to bit his lips right after to keep himself from screaming. He felt so sensitive, and Mafiozi’s actions weren’t helpful at all.

He needed to cum so bad but he didn’t want to disobey any of Mafiozi’s words. Especially if that’ll just get him to keep from cumming.

Mafiozi’s smirk made Johnny feel things in his stomach, things he didn’t want to think about and blamed that recognized tight knot he feels whenever he’s close to cumming. Johnny rolled his eyes and Mafiozi muttered something unintelligible before he picked up the pace again.

“I’m close.” Mafiozi muttered softly, his lips grazing Johnny’s ear before he gently bit it. “Come with me, yeah?” Johnny nodded as best as he could. He wanted to cum so bad, needed to.

If it weren’t for Mafiozi pressing his body as much as he could against Johnny’s, Johnny’s hard throbbing cock sliding between both their stomachs and giving the least amount of friction, then maybe, Johnny would’ve have lasted a bit longer.

Johnny arched his back, his moan being muffled by Mafiozi’s mouth as he kissed him. He felt a boiling, sticky filling him up. Mafiozi’s cum, filling him up like a stuffed turkey. He never knew why the older man cums so much, so much. He felt so full, his own slowly softening cock had came all over his chest, stomach, and Mafiozi’s own stomach.

Two panting breaths could be heard in the heated room, two eyes looking at each other as Mafiozi and Johnny recovered their breaths. Mafiozi pressed a small, light kiss on Johnny’s mouth before pulling out, getting a loud whimper out of him and the obscene sound of cum gushing out of a well used hole.

Johnny was a twitching, slightly drooling, shaky mess the moment Mafiozi finally pulled out and got a good out of him. Johnny slowly rolled his eyes back in place, giving Mafiozi a smug smirk before his head fell against a pillow.

Mafiozi only shook his head with a similar smirk and a fond look. His own legs were shaky from the effort he had been putting to making Johnny feel good.

He slowly got out of the bed, went to the bathroom, took a small towel and heated it up with wet hot water. He came back to the bedroom to the view of Johnny being in the same position as before, most definitely tired from their… activities.

“Yeah… come clean me up you pretty motherfucker..” Johnny muttered smugly as Mafiozi got closer, though that only made Mafiozi paused and Johnny frown immediately. “What? Can’t take a joke?”

“Whatever, princess.” Mafiozi huffed, placing his warm hands on Johnny and starting to clean him with the wet, hot cloth. The action making Johnny hum softly before the humming stop and Johnny looked at Mafiozi. “Did you just call me prince-“

“Good night Johnny.”

“But-“

“Good night Johnny, sleep well.”

“Ugh!”

The end, the end, the end.

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Passo così tanto tempo fuori casa che, ormai, riesco a giocare solo su smartphone, massimo con la Switch. C'è un gioco mobile (che chiamerò amichevolmente "giochino") a cui mi sono appassionato e di cui vorrei parlarvi. Vi presento Johnny Trigger!

Possiamo già saltare la parte della trama visto che non c'è. Come per Mr. Bullet (di cui vi ho parlato precedentemente) vi troverete davanti una serie di livelli abbastanza brevi ma, a differenza del Sig. Proiettile che doveva eliminare i suoi obiettivi in una determinata posizione, vi troverete a correre ed eliminare i nemici posizionati in nicchie nei muri, fossati, ponteggi e persino palloni aerostatici. Com'è possibile gestire tutto questo mentre si corre? Semplice: bullet time! Appena siete nella condizione di poter colpire gli avversari, il tempo rallenta permettendovi non solo di eliminare i nemici ma di farlo con stile tra capriole, scivolate, salti sui muri, colpi di rimbalzo e barili esplosivi. Capita anche di trovare dei civili spaventati che rischiano di finire nel tiro incrociato quindi sta alla vostra precisione e tempismo evitargli una brutta fine.

I vari percorsi corrispondono ad un livello in cui sono presenti anche dei boss, a metà e fine livello. Alla fine di alcuni percorsi sono presenti dei chioschi dove acquistare armi o tentare la fortuna con pacchi sorpresa contenenti soldi o costumi. Sì, perché nel gioco sono presenti vestiti per il vostro killer (la maggior parte sono citazioni da film, videogiochi e serie TV) e una vagonata di armi suddivise in pistole, mitragliatrici, superarmi ed altro ancora con caratteristiche differenti tra loro.

La grafica è semplice e quasi pacioccosa con i personaggi dotati di una testa tonda e bianca che si aggirano per cantieri, giungle, laboratori... Il sonoro è quello che ti puoi aspettare da un giochino: poche canzoni ripetute, pistole, esplosioni.

Sulle prime il gioco è abbastanza divertente, ci si impegna il più possibile ma, con il passare del tempo, la struttura mostra il fianco diventando ripetitiva. Gli ultimi aggiornamenti hanno aggiunto alcune funzionalità extra nei menu e le skin per le armi ma nulla di esagerato.