#cobra kai eli

[sensei-venus]

How does hawk react when he finds it his chubby gf has never been eat out before? Not bc she didn't want it bc bc her ex partners never cared

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He's in shock but he hides it. How did no guy want to go down on her? Is it not every guys wet dream to be smothered between thick thighs with a pretty wet pussy in their face? Because it was definitely one of his.

Their in her bedroom, her parents long gone for the next few days on a work trip.

Both of them have been dating for a while but they only recently started having sex. Mostly just fingering and handjobs, a few times they actually got down to having penetrating sex. They decided together that they wanted to try something new so Hawk brought up the idea of oral. They both agreed to try it, Hawk didn’t notice the way Reader played with her fingers out of nervousness.

Her first time giving him a blow job was interesting. Hawk let her control the situation as he watched her bob up and down on his dick. At first she could only take half of him into her mouth but after a few good try’s over a few minutes she was finally able to take him down to the base. Her puffy lips wrapped around his cock and pressed against his pelvis, her nose flat against his pubic hair. She gagged and moaned around him the whole time, sucking him down with every pass. Spit dribbled over his dick and dripped down her chin. One last thrust into her hot mouth and he busted down her throat, his hot load dripped down her throat. She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit and cum connected her now raw lips to his softened cock. She kissed the head before licking the thick cum ring from his base.

That’s what lead to now.

Reader completely naked laying on the bed with her lower half dangling off the edge. Her legs where clamped shut tight. Her hands playing with her stomach as her face flushed. Hawk stood over her looking her right in the eyes with a raised brow.

“I-I uhh just have never-“

“What?”

“This is just kinda new to me I've never had anyone…..”

“No guy has ever gone down on your fat little pussy before? How?”

Reader puffed out her cheeks, she could feel herself getting hot from the slight embarrassment “I don’t know, my last boyfriend never wanted to, he said it was gross and nasty to do that to girls so we never did....I just gave him blowjobs....” a frown crossed her face at the thought of the old memories of her ex. The idea of him giving her oral was only brought up once, and it was a firm no followed by multiple verbal lashes on why it was stupid of her to even ask about it.

She never brought it up ever again.

Hawk’s hand grabbed roughly at the flesh of her big thigh, squeezing it like a stress toy. He smirked as he looked down at her, his eyes full of mischief. He bit his lip as he started to grin at her. His eyebrows going up as he talked.

“Baby I want to get between your legs and never come out. I want to drown in your pussy juice and suffocate between your thighs. It’s not nasty, being able to please a girl with your mouth is a “luxury” Princess. Let me make you feel good?”

Reader could only nod as she released her legs and let them fall open for him.

Leaning down he kissed from her face down to her neck and over her collar bone. He got lost in her tiny sounds as he kissed down her breasts and took a moment to suck at one of her nipples. Sucking until her nipple was hard and covered in his hot spit, he kissed it before moving down her belly. Sucking marks into the soft skin of her belly. One of her hands moved from his face to his shoulder as she felt him go lower down her body. At this point she couldn’t help but pant out as he worked her whole body open, the feeling of his lips against her skin was intoxicating.

Hawk finally got down between her legs. He smirked as he pulled her legs apart and threw her legs over his shoulders. He took a minute to look at her cunt, he watched as her clit twitched in need. Taking his thumbs he pulled her lower lips apart and watched as she glistened under the rooms light. Her lips where drooling, getting his fingers wet and sticky with her nectar. She jerked as he blew air onto her clit. He gave a small chuckle at her reaction until he licked a fat strip from the bottom of her hole to her clit.

She tasted even better then he had imagined in his dreams.

Her clit was hot and throbbing as he licked at it, lapping at the bud before giving it a wet suck. She yelped as her thighs wrapped around his head with every suck he made to her clit. He moaned out around her. She moaned and gasped out as she started to figure out his little game. He suckled her and traced patterns into her sensitive clit.

He unlatched from her bud to lap at her hole. She twitched and drooled at his attentive actions. He open mouth lapped at her slit. 

Slowly he started to insert his tongue into her wet heat. She locked up around him as he started to tongue fuck her tight hole open. Her cunt pushed against his tongue with every thrust, he couldn’t help but grunt out with every pass of his tongue into her pussy. She gripped at his head as he worked her over. She squealed when his nose brushed against her clit when he got his tongue as deep as he could inside of her.

She tried to cover her mouth as she rocked against her boyfriends face. She couldn’t stop her hips from jerking up to meet the thrusts of his tongue. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, she was sensitive all over and her stomach wouldn’t stop bubbling in pleasure. The pressure inside of her was building with every minute, her gut felt tight and burning hot. Tears brimming in her eyes.

“Eli I'm cumming I'm cumming! Please I can't please-” she couldn't hold back her sobs and babbling. Her mouth just couldn't stop moving as he played with her sensitive area. Her pussy almost going raw.

It was over when he stuffed three fingers into her tight cunt, roughly fingering her open. With one last moment he sucked her clit back into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could.

She practical vibrated underneath him. His arms had to hold her down by her thighs with the way her lower body tried to jerk up. Hot cum and slick leaked from her hole in violent streams. He slowly worked her though her orgasm so she could enjoy the last bits of pleasure he had given get. He removed himself from her clit once she stated to whimper at his attention. He removed his finger from her gapping pussy that still twitched from her rough orgasm. He licked them clean before moving up to meet her at the head of the bed.

Her eyes where closed as she tried to catch her breath. She was practically glowing. Hawk licked his lips before smirking.

“So I think we are definitely doing that again soon, like everyday? Because I would be so cool with that.”

Reader could only give him a shaky thumbs up before letting her head fall back into the bed.

[seriesxwriting]

Hawk x Sister! Reader

Our reader and Eli are inseparable, Until the Hawk.

She finds Comfort in Robby and they start Dating. Hawk Finds out from one of his Buddies and the Siblings Chaos Begins.😈

Thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy it @gabedreeam 💗

You haven’t lost me

Series- cobra Kai

Paring- Robby Keane and female, reader/ hawk x sister! Reader

Warnings- arguing, kissing, swearing.

Summary- request! <3

*door slams shut*

My ears pricked up and I turned my neck round on the sofa to see my brother returning home. “Eli! Your back I have something to tell you” I exclaimed scrabbling up. A sigh escaped from his lips and he rolled his head to look at me with attitude. His lips squeezed together and I saw a vein become exposed on his temple. “How many times do I have to tell you y/n?” He replied vexed. “It’s hawk now, why do I have to keep telling you that? You should know by now it’s only four fucking letters.”

The crushed pieces of my heart sank down into my stomach. My throat grew a lump in it. How could he talk to me like that? We used to be so close now he treats me like I’m the enemy. He didn’t even seem to have an modicum of care for what I had to says “fine” my hands flew up in defence as I darted towards the door to escape the situation. “Y/n wait…” he sighed, I didn’t look at him because I know he’d have that guiltily look in his eyes and I didn’t think he really deserved forgiving at the moment. “No don’t worry about it” I swallowed the lump and slammed the door behind my back.

There’s only once place I wanted to ever go after my brother upset me. That was straight to Robby Keane. He was the only one that could comfort me, the only one that could regain my smile after eli broke it. Mainly because he was just so different now, we were once brother and sister and the good kind. We didn’t fight we didn’t argue I was there for him and he was there for me. But now we were opponents. It’s like I was his reminder of how life used to be, how he used to be. It was clear he didn’t like seeing it.

*knock knock*

As the door widened I saw the boy that my heart belonged to. He didn’t exactly know it… but he knew everything else. I told him everything and vise versa. “Y/n? Are you okay… did he start up again?” Robby sighed when he realised what had happened. I nodded slightly and involuntarily my eyes began to fill up like waves from the ocean. “Yeah” i let out a broken sob. He stepped out to me wrapping his arms round me, i could hear his soft breathing in my ear. “I’m sorry” “don’t apologise to me, I’ve told you your welcome here whenever you feel like you need to be” he whispered turning my face so he could look into my teary eyes. “Plus- I like having you here- and around, your good for me”.

I gave him a sad smile, the best I could for the mood I was in. With that Robby took hold of my hand like a gentleman and led me through into his bedroom. Sometimes his house felt like home I was here so often. I plodded down laying on his bed waiting for him to join me. “What happened?” Robby asked in a soft tone. “It wasn’t even that bad but- it’s just the last straw, I walked out on him” I evinced looking into his eyes as he took a seat on the bed. He nodded at me to continue the story. “I needed to tell him something- mum booked a holiday for us it’s so exciting but I called him eli and…” “he had a go at you?” Robby finished for me with a vapid expression.

“Yep” my eyes rolled so they wouldn’t leak. “I just feel so small sometimes, I wish things would go back to how they were with us” I sighed sitting up. When I looked back at Robby I realised how close we were right now. He didn’t look taken back his eyes flicked to my lips. I almost missed it, that’s how quickly he reset himself. “I don’t” he whispered as if I’d put him under some sort of hypnotism. My brain pondered on what he meant by that for a second before he told me himself. “Then you wouldn’t have a reason to come and see me- and i wouldn’t have a reason to do this” he whispered moving towards my lips. He pressed against me and though my brain was in utter shock I adjusted just fine.

My hands flew through his hair making sure I was close enough to him for my liking. His hands gently cupped my face as we both sank comfortably in the kiss. It was so gentle and sweet and out of nowhere! But yet I didn’t want it to end. But it had to. I needed answers. “Robby? Are we- are you-.” “Yes.” He replied nodding his head knowing exactly what I was trying and failing to say. “I’ve liked you for a while- I just never made a move because I didn’t want to start anything with your brother- but then I realised, he’s a dick”. A little laugh tumbled out my lips as I nervously tucked my hair behind my ears. “I want you too” “you don’t realise how long I wanted to here them words” he chuckled leaning his forehead on mine. “Your mine y/n moskowitz”.

One month later

Knowing I had Robby Keane as my other half gave me a new sense of perspective through the month of dating. I ignored Eli more these days, didn’t even bother interacting with him. I knew he suspected something as my behaviour towards him had changed but he had no idea what me and Robby were getting up to. If he ever did- I don’t even want to know what would happen. He never could. Not now anyway. We were happy, really happy, hunny moon phase if you will and I was not going to let Eli ruin this relationship as well. I didn’t want him to bring down my mood either with his new petulance.

“So your missing training tonight?” Miguel asked with wide eyes emphasising the shock. “I’m going to try and get out of this revision class but- I dunno if I’m able to” Eli shrugged as they continued on down the hall. From the corner of his eye he saw me and Robby standing by the lockers talking together. “I can’t you reschedule the revision?” Miguel suggested with a shrug trying to be helpful. “Mmh maybe… why do I keep seeing Robby hanging around with my sister” Eli pulled a dirty look as they both continued past us. “Good one” Miguel laughed innocently, eli turned to face him with his brows knitted together. “Your- telling me you don’t know?” Miguel raised an eyebrow after clocking that Eli was confused.

“Know fucking what?” Eli jerked his head backwards stopping his walking in the middle of the walkway. “Have you not heard the rumours about them dating?” Miguel’s smile dropped and his lips stayed parted so he could breath gently knowing this was going to be bad. “Who dating? Robby and my sister? Dating?” He asked louder with every question. “Apparently it’s been going on for a few weeks” Miguel chewed on his lip watching Eli’s chest go up and down as his breathing got heavier. “Don’t- start some man, your sister will never forgive you” “oh yes she will! Once she realises I’ve ridded her of the most incompetent, self centred, dick of a boyfriend ever” Eli growled and with that he took off down the hall way.

“Where the fuck did Keane go?!” He yelled when he got to the place we previously were stood at. “Out side that way with your sister” Dmitri pointed to one of the exiting doors. Eli bounced off his feet and sprinted to the door with Miguel and Dmitri following him. “KEANE!” Eli screamed from across the grounds. Me and my boyfriend whipped around, I knew exactly who it was, I knew exactly what that tone of voice meant. Eli strode up towards us with a bunch of students staring at the show. “What do you want Eli?” I frowned standing in front of Robby. “It’s okay y/n I can…” “no I’ve got this” I shook my head staring Eli straight into his eyes. “You know that’s not my name” he gritted his teeth at me.

“Eli is the name of my brother, I don’t know this hawk but he’s a dick” I folded my arms “what the fuck is this nonsense I’m hearing about you two dating” “I…” Robby started but I cut him off. “So what, what does it matter to you- your so wrapped up in pretending to be this person that you just aren’t that you’ve forgotten about me” “that’s not true” he rolled his eyes exhaling. “Yes it is Eli!” I shouted back “I’m finally happy again after all the shit you’ve pulled and look who’s coming to ruin it all again” my eyes slimmed on me, I couldn’t tell if it was working or pissing him off even more. “I’m not here to talk to you” he scoffed looking at Robby.

“You dating my baby sister huh? Behind my fucking back?” “If you wasn’t such a dick to her it wouldn’t have to be behind your back” he chuckled under his breath “you think this shit is funny?” Eli went to step forward but I pushed him back. He stumbled backwards in complete shock that I even did that to him. “You will not hurt him eli- or I swear on my life we are done” I frowned making him hold eye contact with him. “You will forgive me, once this dickhead stops clouding your judgement” he bounced back. “I will never forgive you because I don’t like the person you are anymore” my shoulders shrugged honestly. Eli looked hurt, some gasps came from the audience.

“Your choosing that scum over your own family? He can’t even beat me in a fight” Eli chuckled looking at Robby who gritted his teeth together angrily. “I don’t care! Do you really think I care about who can beat who in a fight” “y/n he isn’t good enough for you, he’s a bitch” “your still making this about yourself- you don’t care about me you just care because you don’t like him” I sighed shaking my head. “I had to become this person to protect myself and you from people like him!” Eli yelled at me sadly with tears in his eyes. “I don’t want protection! I just want my brother back and I want you to accept that I’m with Robby and that’s not going to change”.

“Well, im not” hawk coldly shrugged “watch your back Keane because I am coming for you, you won’t see me coming” he pointed at Robby while backing off. “Eli! Are you serious!” I yelled across to him but he’d turned his back and walked into the school. Most of the students lost interest in us now. “Well shit” I shook my head sadly turning to Robby “I think I’ve just lost my brother”. My eyes began filling, Robby noticed immediately and brought me under his arm walking me away from the crowd. “Look at me” he whispered wiping the tears off with his thumbs holding my face. “You guys will sort it out! Definitely not today, probably not tomorrow and maybe not the next day but you will” he explained to me.

“But in the meantime, you haven’t lost me” Robby kissed my forehead and I leaned for a kiss. “When I’m with you Robby, I don’t even care about him” I giggled kissing him again much slower this time. “You’ll always have me y/n, always”.

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[incredipuppy]

They’ve been working all week, still can’t make ends meet

[bloodyboi]

[reddie-as-ill-ever-be]

I love that everyone in Cobra Kai is in a different genre.

Daniel and Johnny are in a homoerotic buddy-cop comedy, Tory is in a Saw trap, Miguel is in a coming-of-age movie, Kenny is in a coming-of-rage movie, Hawk and Demetri are in a BL sports anime, Sam is in a teen drama, Robby's in a reboot of a hit movie from the 80's, Chozen is literally just there, Kreese and Silver are in a psychosexual thriller, Amanda is in a sitcom, Kyler-

[arthoebyers]

real and true to me

[redroses07]

if miguel introduced johnny to snap

[bluepallets]

Smut under the cut, no specific character, MxF reader, oral(F), fingering(F), slight overstimulation

Enjoy :)

His strong hands grip her plush hips, groaning into her heat as he dragged out her third orgasm that night. Tongue flicking against her sensitive clit. She pulls at his hair, trying to find purchase.

Gasps and whimpers coming from her mouth when he stuffs his ring finger into her, right down to the knuckle. Still, his eyes never leave hers.

Her eyes water and her legs shake. His free hand moves down to keep them spread apart. Another finger is added to her slick wet. He knows she’s close by the way she twitches, the way she pushes him deeper into her, her babbling on about how good he treats her.

When she cums around his fingers, and makes a mess of his face he laps it all up. She whines when his fingers are pulled out of her, licking them clean before placing a sweet kiss against her overstimulated cunt. His hands rub up against her thighs soothingly.

Moving up, he presses a small kiss to her cheek. Muttering to her about how good she did, how well she took him, how sweet and beautiful she was. Rambling about how cute she was when she got like this, all whiney and needy for him.

[itsmarsss]

Vulgar Display of Power [Miguel Diaz x fem!Reader] (Cobra Kai)

You can never fucking beat him in a fight and it's getting frustrating.

Request: omg more miguel please!!! smutty if u can xx already dating if you want? Fic title comes from my (second) favorite Pantera album. Word count: 4,350 Warnings: SMUT. established relationship, theres plot but it only serves to justify the sex lol, i use present tense in this, degrading, first time sub!miguel kind of, handjob, fingering, oral sex, penetration (p in v), semi-public sex (i guess? no one's around but the location isn't exactly private), a lot of use of pet names (baby, babe, love, mi amor), so much swearing. obviously no one is a minor here I don't mention much context but can be read as hs senior year or later, doesn't really matter. if you're a minor kindly keep away from my blog and this fic please

“Fuck!”  You yell out as Sensei Lawrence announces Miguel’s win. In turn of your frustration, Miguel sports a grin that playfully mocked you.

Now don’t get it twisted, you’re not a bad fighter. You’re not even a good one- you’re great. The best, except for…

“Diaz! Good one.” Sensei Lawrence praises.

“Nice, dude!” Hawk comes to fist bump him.

Tory comes to you. “Girl get it together! You’re better than that!”

“I’m fucking trying.”

Miguel hears the two of you talking and decides to insert himself into the conversation. “Come on, it’s not a big deal.”

“I say this with love but it is a big deal and I’m gonna find a way to beat you.”

“Okay. Whatever you say.”

[. . .]

“Hey,” you hear Miguel call from behind you, turning around for a split second to look at him before getting back to packing your stuff to leave the dojo. 

“Hey.”

“So, are we still on for tonight?”

“Yeah. I just wanna go home first and take a shower.”

He scratches the back of his neck. “Hey are you okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“Something seems… weird.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, babe,” you tell him, bringing a hand to his face and lightly tapping his cheek.

“You sure?”

“Yes! I just said it is!” You realize you blew up at him for no reason, immediately feeling bad for it and apologizing, not managing to look at him. “Sorry.”

“See? That’s what I mean!”

“I really am sorry.”

“Okay, but something’s clearly wrong.”

You stay silent, and he walks up to you, cornering you so you’d face him.

“What’s going on?”

Honestly, you don’t want to tell him. Because it would sound stupid. Because it is stupid. You don’t even exactly know why it had gotten so under your skin this time. 

“It’s fine. I’m just a bit off today.”

“You don’t have to talk about it, but you don't have to lie either.”

“Fine. You wanna know what’s wrong? I’m frustrated because you keep beating me.”

“What?”

“Every single time we’re picked to fight I just can’t fucking beat you. And yes, I’m glad you don’t go easy on me, cause that would be like a million times worse, but I'm frustrated with myself. You’re the only one I've never fully beat in a match. The closest I’ve ever gotten to that was a tie.”

“Well most of the time it ends up in a tie.” 

“Yeah but none of the time did it end with me winning.”

“I don’t understand why you’re so upset about this.”

“Of course you don’t. I just feel like if I still can’t beat you then have I really been getting better?”

“What? That’s nonsense, babe. You know that, right? Of course you’ve been getting better. We all have.”

“See I told you it would be stupid. I don't even know why I'm feeling this way.”

“That’s okay. We can just sort that out.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll ask sensei for the keys.”

“What?”

“We’re gonna stay here and fight and we’re not gonna leave until you win.”

“That’s really not what I was trying to get from this-”

“What, are you scared?” He knew just how to tug on your strings. 

“Oh fuck no.”

“Then we’re doing this.”

“But what about the date?”

“We can go tomorrow. If you need my help today, I'll help you today.”

“Okay.”

[. . .]

“Alright, ready?”

You only nod your head yes, too focused to even speak.

“Okay. Round one.”

You get a couple punches in, but he’s faster than most of your hits. He wins..

You huff, annoyed. “Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Okay that’s it. Again.”

This time, determination runs through your veins, as tired as you were. Every single moment of feeling weak or inferior or as though you were seen by others as basically the female equivalent of Miguel, and not yourself, not someone capable of being better than him in any way, channeled into this round. 

And you won. This time, you fucking won. 

“Wait that’s three,” you realize.

“Yeah! You won!” Miguel celebrates.

“What?”

“You won, babe!”

“Oh my God. Holy fucking shit. I won?!”

He laughs, coming up to you. “You did.” He places a quick kiss on your lips, but you’re taken over by the adrenaline, pulling him back to you by the collar of his shirt when he went to pull away, tangling him into another kiss, deeper and more passionate this time around. “That was hot,” he comments, as you finally did let him part ways with you to breathe, your bodies still flushed together. 

You feel your cheeks burn at his comment. “I just kicked your ass,” you joke.

He doesn’t even seem fazed by the comment. “Yeah you did,” he grins.

“I did not expect that to unlock some sort of loser kink in you.”

“Hey! That’s not what this is!”

You lift an eyebrow, amused. 

“What, you’re telling me it’s a crime if my insanely hot girlfriend looks insanely hot while kicking my ass?”

“Should I kick your ass more often then?”

“You’re welcome to.”

“You’re so weird.”

“Shut up,” he retorts, finally having enough of the playful bantering, unable to wait a second longer to have your lips on his again. 

Miguel pulls you even closer to him- if that were even possible- by pulling on your waist, not wasting a second more before diving in again, pulling you into a kiss that is much more feral this time around. His actions scream that he wants you, and the high from having reached your goal and beat him in the last round mixed with the lust forming in you from seeing him so affected, so attracted to this, it feels good.

You suppose some people would maybe come into an issue if they found themselves in your place. Men aren’t exactly known for being great at dealing with women being better than them in… well, anything. But Miguel acted genuinely proud of you. Hell, he’d canceled your date night to help you with this because he realized it was important to you. And more than being supportive, he was turned on by your display of power. 

His kisses start trailing out of your lips, to your jaw, to the space below your ear. “You did so well, love. You should get something in turn, huh?”

Your mind was getting a bit foggy. Still, you join in playing his game. “I suppose I should. What are you gonna do?”

“Whatever you want me to,” he breathes out. Oh. That was definitely new. 

“Whatever I want?” He only nods, looking up at you, waiting to be told what to do. Holy shit, that was hot. “That sounds good.”

“Just tell me, please, I’ll make you feel so good, I promise,” he pleads. It was almost pathetic. You decide you’d never get enough of hearing him plead like that. You loved the times in which he was more dominant, but you could definitely get behind this too, no issues whatsoever.

You pretend to think. “I don’t think I will.”

“What? Why not?”

“I want you to guess.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“I- Uh- Ih-” he takes a deep breath. He liked that. You smiled. “I can do that.”

“Good boy,” you try, hoping he didn’t find it weird. 

Apparently, he didn’t. “Fuck. Fuck,” he lets out in almost strangled sounds, wordlessly dropping himself to the floor. He looks up at you with doe eyes, as if pleading for permission. You smile at him, signaling everything was okay. You cage his jaw with both your hands, and he closes his eyes for a moment, letting you play with his hair.

“You look so pretty like this,” you coo, and he feels it down his spine, his eyes fluttering open. 

“Sit.”

“What?”

“Sit,” he repeats himself, but it isn’t demanding. Not this time. 

“I heard you.”

“Sit, please, baby.”

You grin. You didn’t know you’d like this this much. “Of course, baby.” You sit down on the bench, legs closed. He parts them confidently, eyes not leaving yours as he does so slowly, positioning his body between them. With his face mere inches from yours, he looks up at you again. 

“Do you want me to kiss you?” He guesses. His cheeks red, he clearly looks embarrassed. It turned him on and it turned you on too. 

You nod eagerly, signaling he’d guessed right. He smiles and closes the distance between you, pulling you down and attaching his lips to yours. It starts out slow, tender, experimental- testing the waters. He grows eager pretty fast, though, kissing you harder, his hands traveling to either of your thighs and planting themselves there firmly, squeezing in a way that makes you gasp slightly in surprise. 

He pulls away just to tease you about it. That’s the kind of little shit he is.

“What was that for?”

“Nothing.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” 

“Not this then?”

He squeezes your thigh again and you try to act unbothered.” He notices though, pleased with himself.

“Oh shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You didn’t have to.”

He pulls you into a kiss again with no warning, more feral than before, his hand traveling upwards, inside the legs of the shorts you were wearing. 

“Take it off,” you pant out, a stern tone overtaking your words, and he complies without questioning. You smile, pleased with that. You lift your hips slightly for him and he throws the shorts somewhere on the floor behind you. 

He stares at your underwear for a few moments, as if lost in a trance. You laugh. “Hello? You here?”

“Yeah. Sorry. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.”

“Used to what?” You move a hand to caress his face. 

“The fact that I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.”

“Aw, do you like that, baby? Does it turn you on?” You ask, your tone almost mocking him.

He only nods his head yes, looking embarrassed.

“That’s good.” You make a show to slowly take off your shirt, a sudden surge of confidence running through your veins at his words, discarding it along with the shorts behind you.  His eyes widen and he mumbles a few words, the volume of his words so low you couldn’t make it out for the life of you, before he just surges forward again, not aiming for your lips this time, but for your jaw. 

“What was that?” You manage to breathe out as he continues his trail of kisses along your jaw.

“What?”

“If you’re gonna talk you’re gonna let me hear it. Got it?”

“Oh-okay.” He continues to place quick, slight pecks along your jawline, but you know exactly what he’s doing.

“You’re not distracting me from that. I wanna know what you said, baby. Wanna hear you.”

“I said- I said uh-“ he gulps. “It’s dumb.”

“That’s okay.”

“I just said ‘fuck me’.”

You let out a small laugh. “Oh. It was dumb,” you mock him again, and you can see he didn’t expect that.

“What?”

“I though you wanted to fuck me,” you joke.

 He doesn’t take it as a joke. “I do. I do I just meant- it was just-“ oh. This was for real. 

“I know, love. I was just teasing you. Okay? You’re being so good to me.”

His eyes almost sparkle at the praise. 

“You know I think I changed my mind.”

“What?” 

“Maybe I should fuck you.”

“What do you mean?”

You look down on him and smile, a genuine sweet smile. “Get up.”

“But-“

“I thought you said you’d do whatever i wanted you to,” you fake-pout. 

He doesn’t say a word before standing back up. You do the same, keeping your body flushed to his. You slowly turn the two of you around, cornering him until the back of his knees hit the bench and pushing him to sit down on it. 

Standing in front of him, you tilt your head to the side as you take in the view. He looked disheveled as ever. You loved it. “I think you’re wearing too many clothes.

“I- I can take it off.”

“Yeah I think you should.”

“What… what do you want me to take off?”

“Let’s go with the shirt first, baby. How about that?”

He nods furiously. “Yeah I can do that,” he takes his shirt off in a millisecond, throwing it with your clothes on the floor. 

“Oh, you look so pretty,” you coo, stepping closer to him and lifting his chin up to look at you. You make your way around the bench to be behind him, and you can see him gulp in anticipation. Fuck, you were loving this a little too much. You trace his biceps with your finger. “Your arms, I love your arms, you know that? So big and strong,” you exaggerate, and he quirks an eyebrow at the suspicious comment. This doesn’t sound like it was getting to a nice praising place. “And your body, I mean your abs. Your thighs, your thighs are so pretty, baby,” you crouch a bit, still behind him, wrapping yourself around his back so you could snake your arms to his thighs, still only tracing them with a single finger. “So how come you lost to me like a bitch?”

That seems to remind him very well of what was happening.

“It- it was one time.”

“One time you lost to me. But you’ve barely ever won, have you?”

He stays quiet. 

“Come on, baby, talk to me…” you pout, snaking your arms around his torso and kissing his neck.

“N-no.”

“Did you like that you lost to me baby?”

Quiet again.

“Did it turn you on?” You whisper in his ear and you can feel him take in big a breath. .

He couldn’t even look at you .

“Oh, pretty boy, I wanna hear your voice!”

He gulps again. “It- it turned me on,” he confesses. 

“I never knew you were into this sort of thing.”

“Me- me neither.”

“Do you like it when I’m stronger than you? When I tell you what to do?”

You remove yourself from his body entirely, and he whips his head at record speed to look at you, desperate for your touch again. You circle the bench once again, standing in front of him. You grab his jaw and lifts his head up to look at you, your other hand messing with his hair. “So pathetic. I’ve barely done anything to you and you’re this hard.”

You finally sit yourself down on his thighs, legs on either side of his torso, and he immediately and instinctively grabs your ass ‘for support’ as he’s always insisted with a grin. 

“You’re so fucking pathetic you’ll do anything I tell you to. Won’t you?” You pout, tilting your head.

“I’ll- I’ll do anything you want.” 

“That’s a good boy,” you mess with and pet his hair again. You loved it when it was just long enough for his curls to appear. 

He shivers. “Can you say it again?”

“Oh, no can do, baby. You’ll have to keep being a good boy to earn it.”

“I’ll- I’ll be a good boy, okay?”

You nod silently, your arms draped around his neck, and you pull yourself closer to get access to his face. You kiss along his jawline slowly, paying extra attention to the spots just under his ears, which made him shiver like crazy. When you find it sufficient, you move down to his neck, and he lets you, tilting his head to the side. You kiss down his neck, trying your best to not leave any marks. He’s still shivering now, and you know him well enough to know he’s okay, but can’t resist teasing him a bit more. 

“Oh no, baby, you’re trembling! Is everything okay?” You feign ignorance.  He doesn’t reply. “Aw are you too horny to speak to me? Is that the issue?” You mock.

He lifts his hips for some friction, an involuntary tell that he was enjoying this too. “Aw, do you like it when I’m mean to you? Huh?” You lift his chin again. He begrudgingly nods his head yes. You smile and move your hand from his chin to his cheeks, squeezing both off them. “Does my baby like it when I’m in control? When I handle you like this? When I call you names?” 

He tries to reply, but can’t really with you squeezing his face like that. 

“Oh I can’t hear you baby!” You let go of his face. “You’re gonna have to say it again.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I- I like it when you’re mean to me.” 

“I know, baby boy. I can feel it.” With no other warning, you palm him through his shorts. He was impossibly hard. Knowing he was liking this was for sure improving your confidence. The moment your hand meets his crotch his breathing becomes unsteady and he thrusts his hips up again, wanting more. You start kissing along his neck as you keep feeling him up through the shorts, and then he is gone. He lets himself let out delicious moans you would play on repeat if you could, tilting his head back to grant you better access to his neck. He wants more, and you know he does. But you want to hear him say it. 

After a few minutes, he does. 

“Please take it off.”

You press a gentle kiss to his neck, containing a grin. “What are you talking about, babe?”

“My shorts, take them off, please. Please, take them off.”

You press a quick peck on his lips this time. “You beg so pretty, baby. I think I’ll need more of that.”

He looks confused.

“Anything I tell you, right?” 

He nods. 

“Good. Eat me out.”

His eyes widen at the bluntness of it all. And then he realizes what you meant by needing more of his begging: you weren’t going to solve his little problem all that soon. 

“I- yes. Yeah.” 

You pull yourself off of him and he stands up as quickly as humanly possible, grabbing your hand and yanking you to Sensei’s office, rushing to move everything that was on his desk. You catch his drift and pull yourself up to sit on it. You’re so enthralled you don’t even really have the time to rethink what you’re doing and where you are. Miguel gets himself on his knees, and the sight of it from above is breathtaking. 

“Are you sure you wanna be on your knees? They’re gonna hurt.” You ask him, seriously this time.

“I don’t care,” is all he says, dismissing the thought. He pulls you closer to the edge of the desk, and you let yourself lean back on your elbows. He brings a hand up your thigh and takes off your underwear, you lift your hips up to help. 

He brings both his hands to your thighs, slowly pulling them apart, opening your legs. 

He wastes no time before diving in, startling you when, in a second, his head is between your thighs while his hands squeeze them hard and his mouth is suddenly on you. 

He moves his tongue up and down your clit, occasionally circling around it. Now and then he takes a long lick, from your hole to your clit, letting out a moan from time to time as he tastes you, and he picks up on the shaky breaths and loud moans you let out at that (and the way your hands fly to his hair, slightly pulling it.) 

He moves his tongue to your hole, licking and kissing around it before getting it inside.

It makes you almost want to scream out his name. 

“Oh my god. You’re being so good to me, baby. Please don’t stop-” 

You can feel his smile. 

He takes one of his hands off of your thigh and moves it to thumb at your clit as he keeps fucking you with his tongue. The feeling is heavenly, but you can’t help but want more. 

“Your fingers.” Is all you say, and he gets it.

Normally in a situation like this he’d be teasing you in some way, but right now just the thought of upsetting you with that and having you leaving him to finish himself off, or something down that lane, got him quiet. 

He changes what he’s doing, going back to flicking your clit with his tongue, and slowly inserting one of his fingers. You decide you want to tease a bit more. “That all you got?” You challenge him, knowing exactly what you’re doing. He inserts another finger, not taking the care to do it slowly this time, and he pushes them deep inside you, curling them upwards to make sure you felt it.

You let out a moan that’s so pornographic you’re almost embarrassed at it, but you can feel him grin at it, pleased with the reaction. He keeps on, but at a slow pace. In other instances, you didn’t mind some slow, passionate sex. You loved it, even. But right now you wanted to be fucked.

“Harder.”

He pulls his head up to kiss you. You let him. As you make out, your taste still on his tongue, his fingers thrust harder, deeper inside you, making you moan into his mouth, which Miguel seemed to enjoy a little too much.

You can feel yourself brimming an orgasm, and your words become nonsense as he keeps on, your noises becoming so higher-pitched you can barely register you’re the one making them. 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum. Baby, I’m gonna cum. Holy fucking-“

It hits you suddenly, killing your train of thought. Your body trembles as he keeps thrusting his fingers into you, letting you ride out your high. He laps it all up gladly, but you pull him away, your clit oversensitive. 

That doesn’t mean you didn’t want more.

“Everything okay?” 

“Yes, baby. You were such a good boy. But I want you to fuck me now.” 

Miguel was still not used to you being this blunt. And honestly neither were you, for the matter. The words just kept coming out. 

“What- what do you want me to do?” 

You get close to his ear and whisper. “Whatever you want, baby.”

His eyes widen. Whatever he wants. 

 He pulls you off the desk and wordlessly takes you back to the locker room. He leaves you for a second to retrieve a condom from his bag. A prepared man, you’d say.

You manage to take a better look at him and laugh. He furrows his eyebrows together. “What?”

“You look so fucked out right now.”

He rolls his eyes at you and takes off his shorts, kicking them away. He goes to pull his boxers down but you stop him, stroking him in an agonizingly slow pace. He lets out a groan. “Please stop, I’m not gonna last.”

“Oh poor you.” You yank his boxers down. His dick is so hard it must be painful. And all from losing a fight and being called mean names. He walks the two of you backwards until your back is against a wall. He puts the condom on and looks at you for a green light. 

“Go on, baby.” 

He nods, pressing his cock into your hole slowly, letting you adjust to the intrusion.

“Fuck.” You breathe out.

“Was that a good fuck or a bad fuck? Does it hurt?”

“I’m alright. It was a good fuck.”

“Okay.” He hikes up one of your legs to his waist, and you think he’ll be content with that position, but he hikes up your other leg too, pressing your back even more firmly to the wall and supporting your weight by holding firmly onto the back of your thighs. 

“Woah what are you doing?”

He doesn’t bother responding, thrusting into you experimentally. 

“Holy shit.”

That is enough for him. His thrusts become harder, deeper, faster. He hadn’t realized just how desperate he was until now. 

Hitting the spot inside you that made you see stars with every thrust, it doesn’t take long for his breath to quicken and his thrusts to become sloppier. “I’m gonna- can I-“

Was he trying to ask for permission to cum? Holy fucking shit, that was hot.

“Shh, it’s okay baby. You’ve been so good. You can cum.”

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou,” he chanted.

 You laugh as his desperation, but it quickly turns into a moan, with Miguel eager to cum and fucking you so hard now you can’t even understand how he could still hold up your weight while doing that. Bless you universe for giving you a strong, strong boyfriend. But all of that didn’t matter now, because he was fucking you so good you could feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm building again.

“Please don’t stop.” That was the first time you begged him for something the whole time.

“I won’t, mi amor.” Oh, that broke you. That one pet name didn’t come out all that frequently, so when it did, you felt giddy on the inside. 

With a few more thrusts, both of you reach your high, and at that point Miguel did have to pull you down, although your legs currently trembled so hard it was a little difficult to stand, but he helps you out after tying the condom up and throwing it away.

“Holy shit,” you finally let out. 

“Holy shit,” he agrees. 

“What were you saying about your loser kink again?”

“Will you shut up about that?” He smiles.

“Was I too mean to you? I might’ve gotten a little carried away."

He looks down to the floor in embarrassment as if he hadn’t just fucked you into oblivion. “I liked it.”

“That’s good baby. So, shower?”

“Yeah you stink,” he makes a disgusted face, plugging his nose and everything just to irritate you. 

You roll your eyes at him. 

A/N: pls be kind to me and cut me some slack i've never posted smut before 😭 i promise ive had sex before 😭 fighting for my life lmao

[lowkeyrobin]

Hawk x sensitive!reader where even after he becomes all "tough" and "badass" he's still gentle with reader. I just need fluff and everything is so sickly sweet like I want my teeth to rot.

- ♠️

(again i forgot which one it was)

YES OMG ☹️☹️☹️☹️ ; I'm screaming and crying were gonna fight wtf ; thank u for requesting some cobra kai stuff love u bae ; also sorry ab this cause I had no idea what to do here

HAWK MOSKOWITZ ; the one i love

summary ; while hawk is off becoming mean and badass, he's still nice to you, knowing you're kind of sensitive, and he doesn't want to lose his s/o

warnings ; language, talk of physical violence

track ; dedicated to the one i love, the mamas & the papas

word count ; 849

masterlist

Eli, these past few months, had changed. A lot. You didn't know whether you liked it or not either. He wasn't even Eli anymore, he was Hawk.

He'd taken on karate, got a new haircut, and completely changed his demeanor and personality. You couldn't lie, he looked cool, especially while showing off his moves, but what wasn't cool was him getting into unnecessary drama.

You'd seen some things online, though you tend not to stick around for any of it. You were caught up by Eli himself, considering you did online school. The bullying from Sam LaRusso and her friends had gotten too bad long ago, forcing you to hide away for the rest of your high school career.

You considered this transition good for Eli, as he was turning a new page in his story. He was able to defend himself, he was confident, and he wasn't being bullied anymore. But, at the same time, he was unrecognizable.

It wasn't in a bad way, not yet, at least. But this "Hawk" guy, wasn't your boyfriend, Eli. You fell into the arms of Eli Moskowitz, not Hawk.

Thankfully, he knew how to retain his relationship. Thank God his standards didn't raise, nor did his ego, as he changed.

You were slightly sensitive, you'd say, kind of emotional, mentally thin, maybe.

You had a bad day, though. That's all that mattered in this second.

You were trying to deep clean your room because it was nasty, and you were already mad. Nothing was working how you wanted it to. Your grades were dropping because you were becoming depressed and unmotivated, and you just wanted to see your boyfriend again. But of course, he'd been busy with karate and working out.

You yell out of pure frustration as you throw a pillow across the room toward your door before crashing onto your bed.

"Ow"

You quickly look up to see Eli standing in your doorway, having been hit by that pillow.

"Fuck, sorry" You mumble, proceeding to hide your face in another pillow that lays on your bed.

He slowly and cautiously steps in your room, picking up the thrown cushion. "What's wrong?"

"...Bad day"

He frowns, "What's wrong?"

You look up at him, spiky hair immediately catching your attention. "Can you wash out the gel before talking to me? You're intimidating looking like a badass"

He chuckles with a nod, "Yeah, I'll be right back"

You couldn't stand the mohawk. It intimidated you, like you were gonna be the next victim of his karate moves. He understood as you'd been honest about it long ago, and would often wash out his hair in the sink and use a towel to then dry his hair.

Now, his roots were dark brown, while the midsection to ends were bright blue. You'd helped him dye it, the reasoning why the bathroom sink was just barely stained with blue in the bowl.

He re-enters the room, his hair now damp, but un-styled. He sits on the bed beside you, allowing you to sit in silence with a pillow pressed against your face.

You slowly pull it away, looking up at him. You flop your back onto your mattress, staring at the ceiling.

"What's up?" He asks, his eyes gazing upon your tired and stressed expression.

You shrug, sitting up. "I hate online school, I have essentially no friends or hobbies, my proctors are shoving thirty assignments on me while I'm depressed and I need to do a million fucking other things-"

He quickly pulls you into a hug, silencing you. You accept his hug, arms draped around his shoulders as you rest your head on one of his shoulders. He does the same for you, his arms slung around your torso instead.

You groan, hiding your face from the light.

He lightly rubs your back, just trying to show you some comfort.

He speaks up after a solid minute of silence, letting you calm yourself down. "Do you want to get into karate? Or at least meet my friends? A lot of them would really like to meet you"

You shrug, unsure.

"It's okay if you don't want to"

You shrug again, your words mumbled from between his shoulder. "What if they don't like me cause I'm not like them?"

He smiles, a light chuckle escaping his lips. "Trust me, they're not gonna make fun of you or not like you in any way unless you give them a reason. And that in itself is pretty much impossible"

You nod, "Thanks"

"Is there any way I can help with your school stuff? What needs done? What can I do for you?"

"Calm down, Eli. I'll be fine. It's just when there's a lot on my mind, I stress out for no reason I guess. Like, I know everything'll be okay but... I dunno" You shrug, pulling away from his arms. "But thank you"

He nods, laying down on the bed beside you. "You tired? I am"

You nod with a smile, pulling him close to cuddle with him.

"Agh- your grip is insane!"

"Sorry"

[obessedwithfictionalmen]

M.I.T can suck it

Hawk X Female! Reader

!Spoilers for Cobra Kai season 6!

Summary: Hawk needs comfort after training in the forest.

Warning: Swearing/ use of Y/n/ fluff/ self doubt/ suggestive dialogue/ Hawk overthinking a little/

Word count: 530

The door opens to a pouting Hawk, he didn’t make the team, had a literal fight with his best friend and got a little hurt in the process. He just wanted to come home and become one with the couch. But instead, he found his girlfriend reading on the couch. ‘’Baby, what are you doing here?’’ he asked with a smile on his face. She closed her book and got up. ‘’I wanted to surprise you, how was training?’’ she asked, kissing him. Hawk placed his hand on her hip as they sat on the couch. Hawk took a deep breath before taking his girlfriend’s hands. ‘’It was a disaster. It was a capture the flag between me, Kenny, Devon and Demetri.’’ Hawk went on to talk about how him and Demetri fought because he told his best friend that he wanted to look for other colleges. That they literally fought for the flag, and he lost.

Y/n got closer to her boyfriend and gave him a hug, he looked like he needed it. ‘’Listen, I love you and I’m proud of you, even though you’re not going to Barcelona, you’re still my champion. For Demetri, I think you have to give him time. You and him have been talking about going to M.I.T since you were young. He feels betrayed, and even you can get that. But, like I said, you’re his best friend, and he cares about you too much to let this between you.’’ She spoke. Hawk had tears in his eyes, he needed to hear that. ‘’Thank you, I love you too. But what if I apply to M.I.T and don’t get in, he’ll be even more pissed and I- ‘’ Y/n’s lips stopped him before his anxiety took over.

‘’If you don’t get in M.I.T with the grades you have, then M.I.T can suck it. But for now, you just have to trust the process. You want to go to another college so you can party your ass off, then so be it. Demetri will come around; you guys are the Binary Brothers! He needs you.’’ she asked him with a compassionate smile. What did he do to deserve her was still a question in his mind. She was perfect for him, she was able to calm his anxiety and loved him for Eli, not Hawk, but she still loved Hawk since ‘it was a part of him’. ‘’I love you so much, you know that?’’ he said, kissing her passionately. They cuddled for a while before they both got hungry.

‘’If you want, you can go in the shower while I cook dinner.’’ She offered. Hawk had a grin on his face at the mention of the shower. ‘’Do you wanna come with me in the shower, then we’ll cook dinner together’’ he proposed, still with the grin on his face. Y/n tilted her head with a smirk on her face. ‘’Sure, good idea. But keep your hands to yourself, I’m hungry and I don’t wanna eat at 10 pm because you’re horny’’ she chuckles. ‘’I can’t make any promises, princess’’ he teased. She playfully rolled her eyes before they both walked into the bathroom.

[sensei-venus]

Poly hawk and robby being sent naughty pics by their gf while they r at the dojo ?

(unedited)(Only slightly nsfw, mostly clean)

It was a regular day of training at the dojo for everyone. Both Sensei Lawrence and Sensei LaRusso where doing a merged class together for a new lesson they wanted to work on together. It was high energy and high stamina training. It was extremely intense but it was a good work out for all of the students to help them grow.

The class started pretty early in the morning. Most of the students showed up a little after sun rise and trading started a hour or so after. It was hitting mid afternoon by the time the Sensei’s called for a break. The students slumped as the break was called. Some students found a spot to slump down and rest, others went into groups to talk and eat lunch, a few worked on some less intense moves from the lesson.

Hawk, Robby and Miguel grabbed their lunch and headed out to the dojo lawn to sit down and eat together. Hawk groaned as he sat down, his legs killing him from the work out. Miguel and Robby rubbed at their shoulders. Robby messing with his forearms and Miguel with his shoulders.

Hawk smirked as he went though his bag and pulled out a bag of his favorite chips.

“I’m starting to get use to the whole letting Reader pack my lunch thing. What she pack you this time?” Hawk raised a brow as he looked over at Robby. Robby smiled as he pulled a candy bar out of his bag “Dark chocolate, as always. Because she's the best.” Miguel rolled his eyes.

“You only like her lunches because she packs you junk food as snacks in the lunches.”

“Actually no, even though I do like chocolate, she packs it because dark chocolate is actually good for you. Also, sometimes I have sugar issues, she makes sure I have some something to keep my sugar up.”

“....I just like chips man.”

Miguel snorted.

Hawk and Robby just laughed as they eat their lunch.

A few minutes later they where just sitting down and relaxing. It was peaceful and quiet out in the yard. Suddenly the silence was broken when both Robby and Hawk’s phones went off with a loud chirp. All three boys raised a brow, the two boys pulled put their phones. Robby opened up his phone to find a notification for “new images” from Reader, he could only guess only she had also sent the same pics to Hawk. He quickly opened his contacts and clicked hers.

His face went red for a moment as he looked at the pictures she had sent him. Hawk was just as stunned but quickly snapped out of it and smirked as he swiped though the pictures. She sent multiple pictures at once to both of them.

Multiple pictures of Reader on their shared bed, selfies of her sitting on it. A few where just of her in regular clothing but more exposed angles of her cleavage. The photos got more and more naughty as they scrolled though them. Ina few she had her face in them smiling at the camera. Then the pics started to change. She was taking bits of clothes off every picture. Shoes, shirt and pants where gone.

Then she was just in a lacy lingerie set that they had never seen her wear before. They don’t even remember seeing it in their closet. She must have gone out and bought it by herself just for them. Hawk bit his lip as he scrolled to the more hot and sexy pictures she had taken for them.

She was in different positions, sitting and laying down on the bed. Then the bra was off, her fat tits where plump and hung heavy on her chest. Her nipples where hard like she had been playing with them for the picture. Then her underwear was off. She displayed her pussy out for them. Wet and glistening in the camera flash. She played with herself, her fingers covered in her own pussy juice.

The picture chain ended with a simple text.

“Hope the class is going good, can’t wait to see you at home later. I’ll be waiting. Xoxo Reader~”

Robby smirked as he put his phone back in his pocket, he did his best to try and cover his half hard cock that stirred in his pants. Hawk clearly doing the same.

“What was that about?”

“We just have to be home on time, Reader needs help with something at the house. She wanted to make sure we knew to come straight home after class.”

[seriesxwriting]

𝐄𝐥𝐢/𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐈𝐦 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩

[cades-outsider]

NSFW Alphabet: Young Johnny Lawrence

Warnings: NSFW

NSFW Alphabet

A= Aftercare (What he's like after sex) Younger Johnny definitely has no clue what aftercare is at first. He's not used to affection and receiving love, over time you'll start to show him how important aftercare is to both of you. After that, his go to aftercare would be making sure you use the bathroom after sex, cleaning you up, then cuddling naked until you both fall asleep.

B= Body Part (His favorite body part of yours) Your boobs for sure, that's the first thing he looks at, more like gawks at. While in missionary he'll use each hand for each boob to hold on to, he's so gentle because he doesn't want to hurt you.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically) He doesn't have a preference, although the thought of cumming in you is very appealing to him, he doesn't know what he'd do with a kid while he's a teenager.

D= Dirty Secret (Johnny's dirty secret) Johnny really wants to make love to you in his car, it's a wonder it hasn't happened yet. He wouldn't admit it, but he's kind of nervous to even ask and he doesn't know when or how to approach the topic.

E= Experience (How experienced is Johnny) He definitely doesn't know much especially if you were his first, but he knows a lot from his imagination that he just uses on you. Though he makes it seem like he's more experienced for the first time you both have sex.

F= Favorite Position (His favorite position) Definitely missionary, he's a simple teenage hormonal boy who likes to get the full view of his girl while he makes her take his cock.

G= Goofy (Is he goofy during sex) Not really, he tends to be more serious during sex, especially if it's a very romantic and intimate moment with you, then he's the opposite of rough or goofy.

H= Hair (Does the carpet match the drapes) Definitely. Johnny will pretty much always have the mindset that it's more manly to have hair down there. But he did experiment when you first got together, he tried shaving incase you decided to have sex or go down on him, but he quickly decided it wasn't for him.

I= Intimacy (How romantic is Johnny during the moment) Johnny isn't very romantic, but that doesn't mean he isn't sweet during sex. He cares about his pleasure, but he also has the need to make sure you're taken care of. Now, if it's a special day (anniversary or valentines), then he'll be more romantic. Rose petals around the bed, some pretty candles lit up... if you're both alone at his mom and stepdads house, then he'll even run you both a bubble bath afterwards. He truly cares about you, and while he may have a hard time expressing it, he still tries for you.

J= Jack Off (Masturbation) Johnny does it all the time, when he's not busy with you or karate of course. But if there's no possible way to get off then he'll get off by the thought of you or some of your Polaroid pictures he has.

K= Kink (How kinky is Johnny) Johnny is not kinky. He's more caring and careful during sex, but there has been moments when he's jealous or angry and he takes it out on you, but he would never hurt you physically. He does like to lightly wrap his hands around your neck, and he loves to slap your ass and dig his nails into your hips while you ride him, but never beyond that.

L= Location (Favorite places to do the do) Johnny's favorite place to have sex is in his room, where no one can distract either of you. He doesn't like the idea of being in public and having sex, but if he needed a quickie or something made him jealous, then that would quickly change.

M= Motivation (What gets Johnny going) Your mouth really gets him going. The way you subtly bite your lip while you're working on homework, or the way your lipgloss makes them more noticeable. It turns him on so much and he can't help but imagine your lips wrapped around his cock.

N= No (A turn off, something Johnny would never do) He would never bring hitting into sex, with how he's treated by his sensei and his step dad, he wouldn't want that pain or trauma inflicted on you, even if you gave him consent to do so.

O= Oral (His preference in giving and receiving) He loves both, but he loves receiving more because of the way you treat him and how you respect his body. You take care of his wants and he doesn't want that to go away.

P= Pace (Is he fast and rough, slow and sensual; etc) Johnny can be both. While he's mainly sweet and sensual in the moment, he can also be very rough and fast. Especially if he sees you around Daniel or any other boy for that matter. He wouldn't tell you who you couldn't hang out with, but he would make it known that he didn't like Daniel talking to you, and if Daniel didn't take the hint, then Johnny would make it known that you were his.

Q= Quickie (Johnny's opinion in quickies/fast and rushed sex) He is always up for a quickie, he would never turn one down. Johnny likes to take his time with you, but that doesn't mean he won't fuck you in such a hurry that you can't speak. You could be anywhere and say you were mildly horny, and he would rush you into the nearest bathroom.

R= Risk (Does he like to take risks) Johnny is definitely a risk taker. If you asked him to try new things then he would for you, but never anything physically harming. You could easily persuade him to do anything for you, except, inflicting physical pain on either of you.

S= Stamina (How long can he go for, and how long does he last) Johnny can go pretty long, well, he prefers to take his time with you. The most he could last would probably be an hour, with a lot of foreplay leading up to actually fucking.

T= Toy (Does he like to use toys) Not really. He prefers for you to use him, hence, you to use his mouth and cock how you like. He would never say no to trying toys, but he just likes the feel and taste of you without them.

U= Unfair (How much does he like to tease, does he tease) Johnny loves to tease you, matter of fact- he constantly does it. He loves to drag out the process, touching you inch by inch, making you beg for his cock before giving you even his fingers. Every time he does it and you whine, he just gives you that same cocky smirk with the comment “what? Can’t take it?”

V= Volume (How loud is Johnny during the moment) Johnny is rarely loud. He gives the occasional grunts, groans, and slight whimpers- but he’s more of a touchy person, so he’d be digging his nails into your hips and grabbing all over you before he’s moaning constantly.

W= Wild Card (Random head-con for Johnny) Johnny has always wanted to lean you over his motorcycle and fuck you raw. When he’s alone and you’re nowhere to be found, he jerks off to the thought of you letting him fuck you raw as he has you bent over his motorcycle. He doesn’t like the idea of it being so out in the open, but honestly, if you were to say yes, he would lose all self-control.

X= X- Ray (Lets see what's going on in them pants shall we) Johnny is a solid 6 inches. He’s not too big, but not too small. He has a good girth too, which really adds to it.

Y= Yearning (How high is Johnny's sex drive) His sex drive is pretty high. If you’d let him, he would probably fuck you every day, twice a day. But on the days that he is extremely horny, he cums quicker. Thus, making it easier for him to fuck you multiple times a day.

Z= Zzzzz (How fast does Johnny fall asleep afterwards) Johnny doesn’t fall asleep right away, he makes sure you’re taken care of before he knocks out. He’ll usually clean you up right after and then hold you close to his chest, rubbing your lower back as you talk about random stuff before finally falling asleep.

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This was like heavily requested soooo here you go!!!

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