#fantastic four x reader

[luvlyycy]

cheating on your shitty boyfriend with your best friend johnny storm??? ummm . . . check! ✅️

"shit, baby." he chuckles into your mouth, your legs wrapping around his waist— nails digging into his broad forearms by your head.

"your pussy really fuckin' needed me, huh? poor thing." he hums before pulling his hips back and thrusting deeper into you, earning a shudder from your body.

you moan into his mouth, your eyes fluttering shut— his arms lock around your head as he drives his cock deeper and deeper. it feels so good— your lips opening in a trembling 'o' shape as he drills into you.

your eyes are almost crossing and it makes him laugh— "never thought i'd hafta be the one to treat this pussy right." you nod, and he places a kiss on your lips before speaking— "your boyfriend ain't got shit on me."

you whine, whimper, hiss—

"johnnyyy—. . johnny, oh my god . . fuck— i'm!"

"yeah, yeah. cum for me then, drench me, baby. lay it on me. i deserve it for fucking ya so good." he hums, lips pressing against yours. his tongue licking into your mouth with ease, prodding at yours— its so hot.

you whine for a moment, voice cracking as your cunt convulses around his cock in pulses. he groans, eyes shutting for a brief moment before opening quickly to watch your fucked out face.

he feels you drench his pelvis in squirt, your legs trembling and voice going a pitch higher as he continues to fuck into you— effortlessly riding out your orgasm and overstimulating you.

"mmmnn! mmnn.. ! i luuhhh— mmnn... i luhh youuu—" you whine, hooking your arms around his neck, fat heavy tears spilling from your eyes as he pulls you impossibly close.

"yeah. i love you too, baby. fuck— fuck, i love you."

later . . . — your boyfriend stares at his phone, the message popping up out of nowhere. it reads —

' shiiiiit broo... this ur girl?? she sayin she love me! 😬😬 '

1 video attachment .

' my fault big dawg 💪'

[r3t4rdp1ckl3s]

PLEASE. HES SO BEAUTIFUL HE DESERVES RECOGNITION!!

The lack of Ioan Gruffudd!Reed Richards fanfiction being out hurts me so bad

[kiss-me-muchoo]

REED RICHARDS CLAIM ME NOT THE EARTH FROM GALACTUS OMG HES SO HOT

[gay-dorito-dust]

I have something for Johnny if you want.

Johnny x shy!reader that has scarlet witch powers? Being Johnny girlfriend and Johnny family adores shy!reader

‘I’m starting to think my family likes you more then me at this point.’ Johnny says one day as he face planted your shared bed.

‘How so Johnny?’ You asked sweetly as you waved your hand as you brought a blanket over your boyfriend’s body with your magic, never failing to notice the soft smile that grew across his face as he lifts himself from the pillow to face you.

‘Are you kidding me? I mean look at you!’ He exclaims as he gestures to all of you shamelessly, making you feel a little exposed by his beautiful brown doe eyes that never seemed to fail in making you melt. ‘You’re sweet, compassionate, adorable to an unfair extent it makes me question how a being as beautiful as you could exist, and did I forget to mention that you’re an absolute badass with your powers?’ Johnny adds with a smirk as he saw how easily affected you were by his words as he counts off everything he found to adore you for on his fingers.

You groan playfully as you smacked Johnny on his bicep, a sheepish smile began to spread across your lips, all the while attempting to fight back the butterflies that were making their presence known within your stomach. It didn’t matter if you were dating Johnny for a few weeks or a few months, for he would always find ways to make you feel as though no time has passed between the two of you.

You at first didn’t want anything to do with the cocky, overly confident, playboy known as Johnny Storm and stayed away from him for a good while…until you couldn’t and it lead to what you considered the best decision you ever made in agreeing to let him take you on a date. However recently Johnny’s sister Sue, her husband Reed and Ben had been taking note of the subtle changes within johnny and knew someone was the reason behind it, which had lead to Johnny dragging you to the Baxter building more times then you can count to meet his family; whom of which had grown a fondness towards you and your positive influence on Johnny himself.

‘Johnny…’ you drew out his name as you buried your head into his shoulder, holding him close as you selfishly leeched off of his warmth, not that you’d ever tell him this but you were certain with how eager he was to keep you in his arms chuckling. He was very much aware and was more than willing to indulge you as he was just as much addicted to your soft, comforting hugs that he swore to high heavens he would die without.

‘I’m not lying! You should hear them half of the time! Where’s y/n? Johnny, go get your better looking partner. Johnny, where is my future sibling in law, you can’t hog them all the time.’ Johnny replied as he made dramatic voices for the likes of Sue, Ben and Reed based on the most recent interactions with them, most of which were asking for you or wondering how you were in general. Johnny didn’t mind, if anything he was downright ecstatic knowing that his family were just as obsessed with you as he was, he adored how you and his sister got along the most; knowing straight away from the moment he found you and his family sharing stories in the kitchen that this was something he wanted to see more often in the future.

Commitment wasn’t his thing, it never was until he met you, and as cliche as that sounded -and he knew just how cliche it came across- but it was true and Johnny wouldn’t want it any other way. He’d even claim you had put some type of spell on him, to which you only hide your smile from his groan inducing joke in regard to your magical abilities. He even remembered the day that he realised that you were the type of person he wanted to bring to his family, something he never gave a deeper insight into before you mind you as he never felt that deep of connection.

So everyday when he wakes up to see you cuddled into his side peacefully and safely, he considered himself the most luckiest man alive, and he didn’t bother to hide it either as he bragged to anyone with ears that someone as wonderful as you had chosen a hotheaded stud muffin -his words- like him.

You smiled as you cuddled further into him, knowing firsthand that he was right, and you were still getting use to the idea that his family adored you from the moment Johnny brought you to your first of many Sunday family diners. You remembered sweating bullets and tugging at your formal attire, but Sue and Reed were more than welcoming and reassuring, meanwhile Ben was full on teasing Johnny about how he was growing into a true man.

However before you could respond you were quick to remember that you were very much late for your day out with Sue. You gasp upon realisation as you push Johnny away from you, who fell back into the bed, staring up at the ceiling in disbelief that you had just pushed him away. ‘I’m late!’ You cried as you moved away from your baffled boyfriend, who had propped himself to his arms.

‘Late for what?’ Johnny asks as he watched you sort yourself out for an outing he wasn’t aware was taking place.

You smiled softly, not wanting to give too much away of what you and Sue had planned prior. ‘Sue wanted help to find something for Reed for Valentine’s Day, and I agreed to help her.’ You half lied, well you weren’t lying about helping his sister find something for Reed, but what you had left out was the fact that you were also using this time to find something for Johnny yourself. To you he deserved something for being such an amazing partner, and you were thankful that Sue was more than happy to help you in doing so during your most recent late night conversations with the blonde woman.

‘I just want to find something for him that he’ll love,’ you told Sue as you allowed your magic to flourish between your fingertips, a nervous habit you had developed the moment you realised that you were capable of feet’s no other magic user has ever accomplished before, it was a comfort to you and brought your mind back to what was most important to you and what was most important to you was Johnny smiling.

She smiles, glad to know that her brother was blessed with someone like you, reached out to grab your hand in hers as she squeezed it in reassurance. ‘Whatever you get him, I’m certain Johnny will treasure forever.’

‘Really? You really think so?’ You asked her, still a little nervous despite having been with Johnny for a while, but that man had a way to make you feel as though you were falling for him all over again and you wanted to hate him for it, and yet you found yourself becoming shy and flustered whenever the man even threw his arm over your shoulder. If this was what love was like then you hoped to stay in this never ending state of adoration and mutual understanding for as long as you could.

‘I know so.’ Sue replied, her eyes had a knowing look to them. ‘Johnny would take anything you give him becuase you were the one that give it to him, that thought that he would like it and all he’ll care about is that you had him on the mind and to show that you care about him.’ She finished, squeezing your hand again when she saw sparks of your magic come to life at your fingertips, rubbing her thumb across the back of your hand. You smiled at her. ‘Then I can’t wait for tomorrow.’ You tell her, beaming.

Johnny smiled from his place on the bed, again happy to see you and his sister bond and become close to one another, it was a simple thing that he didn’t know he needed but then again that was the magical thing about you. You made him want simple and small things that he would’ve taken for granted, or not even considered in the first place, and for that he couldn’t help but find himself wanting moments like this in your future together.

However before Johnny could open his mouth to push you for more details on your outing with his sister, the door opened to reveal Sue stood on the other side, obviously having been waiting for you but not showing an ounce of annoyance in the slightest.

‘I’m here to steal your partner.’ Sue says to her brother as she grasps your arm, pulling you to her side.

‘Not the first time my beloved is being stolen from me by you, Reed or Ben.’ Johnny scoffs playfully as he watched you and Sue link arms, already acting like you were in laws for a long time with how relaxed and comfortable you were with one another.

‘Oh you can have them back as soon as we’re finished shopping.’ Sue retorted.

‘So like ten hours from now?’ Johnny sarcastically replies with and you couldn’t help but laugh at the sibling squabble, making him look at you with a warm smile. ‘Don’t I get a goodbye kiss at least from my most beloved?’ Before you could give him his kiss, Sue drags you out of the room with her and out the door, though not before shouting over her shoulder followed by your laughter. ‘You’ve had enough time today to trade kisses, now you have to wait.’

Johnny only groans dramatically as he flops back onto his bed, impatiently waiting for you to come back not even seconds after you left his room, he really was in love like the sappy bastard Ben teased him in being.

[spaceycat]

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ !!

✰ Johnny teasing you and making you wait for his cock.

✰ Johnny making you feel so good with his tongue

✰ fwb!Johnny showing you how far he'll fill you up with his cock.

✰ Johnny is obsessed with your tits.

✰ Johnny and you making out during sex.

✰ Soft morning sex with Johnny.

✰ Mutual Masturbation with bf!Johnny.

✰ Experienced!Johnny helping you ride him.

✰ Giving Johnny a blowjob after a stressful mission

✰ Stoned!Johnny worshipping you.

[etherealeowyn]

"The stars are bright tonight, aren't they? - Johnny Storm x Reader

Y/n lay in bed, wrapped up in the soft white comforter draped over her and Johnny. It was getting late; however, she couldn’t feel any sleep falling over her, rather her mind was swirling with so many thoughts, most of which revolved around her work.

“Hey Johnny,” she spoke softly, hoping he hadn’t fallen asleep yet.

“What’s up darling,” he responded, rolling over to face her.

“I can’t sleep,” Y/n said, and he slightly pouted at the woman.

“Aw, I’m sorry,” he replied, “I’m struggling to fall asleep myself. Why don’t we go up to the roof and stargaze? I know that always tends to help us relax.”

Nodding, Y/n sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed before sliding on her baby blue slippers. They went perfectly with the flowy baby doll nightgown she wore; a gift Johnny had gotten her.

His hand found the small of her back as he followed her to the stairs leading to the roof. Y/n loved it when he did this, it was such a simple gesture, yet at the same time, the contact caused her cheeks to blush almost instantaneously.

“Ladies first,” Johnny smiled, holding the door open for Y/n to walk through.

The pair walked over to the outdoor couch, and as they sat down, Johnny pulled his girlfriend closer to his body knowing she was always more comfortable when there was little space between them.

Their heads were angled towards the clear vast sky, speckled with thousands of stars since it was a clear night.

“The stars are bright tonight, aren’t they?” Johnny asked, placing a kiss on the top of Y/n’s head, which was resting on his shoulder.

“Not as bright as you love,” she whispered, letting a smirk pull at the corners of her lips.

It was an incredibly cheesy line, however, Johnny found it to be charming coming out of her mouth. So much so that he shifted his body and gently grabbed her face so that he could connect his lips to hers. The kiss only lasted a short period of time, because Y/n couldn’t help but smile in the middle of it.

“Hey, what are you smiling for?” Johnny laughed, wanting the kiss to last longer, but at the same time, he could stare at Y/n forever because her smile was gorgeous.

“I’m just so happy that I could hardly contain it,” she giggled, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink.

“Oh yeah? Well, I’m so happy I could kiss you… again,” he replied, playfully winking at the woman.

“Then what are you waiting for,” Y/n challenged, wrapping her arms around Johnny’s neck, and looking up into his blue eyes through her eyelashes.

He didn’t hesitate before crashing his lips into hers, indulging in the moment they shared.

[c0s-lettuce]

seriously - johnny storm x fem!reader

synopsis: you and johnny take advantage of an empty baxter building. but you don't expect sue to catch you in the act.

word count: 998

warnings/tags: a lil bit smutty but nothing too explicit, established relationship, getting caught (almost?)

a/n: i watched the original fantastic four when i was eight and that is all i'm going off on. don't know what compelled me to write this, but here we are :)

Johnny loves sneaking you into the Baxter Building despite there being absolutely no need to. You're practically part of the family. You have a spot at the dinner table, your toothbrush resides in the bathroom, and H.E.R.B.I.E. asks about you when you're gone too long. But Johnny still gets a thrill from the hushed voices and tiptoeing around as if you were some forbidden outsider.

It's winter in New York, and the city is covered in a thin blanket of snow. The building is empty when you and Johnny arrive, except for H.E.R.B.I.E. wandering around the living room. The other three are out doing errands and won't be back for a while.

Recognising the potential of your situation, Johnny takes your hand and leads you to his room. Once inside, he shuts the door and lays you down on his bed. His body immediately covers yours. He pulls the duvet over the both of you, shielding you from the cold as he settles in the space between your legs.

He leans in and begins peppering kisses anywhere he can reach. His hands interlock with yours as he relishes the feeling of you. Your skin feels cool against his. Your soft sighs only fuel his desire. Your body is perfect beneath his. He kisses over your cheeks and along your jaw, paving a path towards your lips.

You turn your face to the side to dodge his kiss. "Johnny, wait."

He pouts as he pulls back slightly. "Wait? For what?"

"I just got here. Don't you want to do something else first?" you ask with an innocent smile. But it's clear you're teasing him.

"No, baby. Want you now," he murmurs, finally capturing your lips with his.

Your stomach tingles as he kisses you languidly. He takes his time to savour your taste, exploring your mouth as if it was the first time he's been given the privilege. He pins you down harder, his body a tantalising presence against yours. You let out the softest moan in response. But he hears you. He feels it throughout his entire body.

He breaks away to trail kisses down your neck again. Releasing your hands, he begins making his way down, moving under the covers. His hands map a path down your arms and over your body. When he reaches your stomach, he lifts your sweatshirt just high enough to kiss the sensitive skin of your belly.

His fingers play at the waistband of your pants, teasing you for just a moment before undoing them. He pulls your pants and underwear down together. You watch your clothes fly out from under the duvet, landing somewhere on the floor.

He settles again between your legs, hooking his arms around your thighs to hold you in place. He trails his lips along the softness of your inner thighs, humming against your skin as he takes in the scent of your arousal. You lift up the covers to get a peek at him.

He meets your gaze, grinning. "Still wanna do something else first?"

"Shut up," you mumble, lowering the covers again.

He chuckles, and you feel his breath against your warmth. Your body burns with anticipation as his lips inch closer and closer.

But just as he's about to reach his destination, the door suddenly opens, and a voice rings through.

"Hey, Johnny. Have you-"

Sue walks in, her eyes immediately landing on you. She makes a face of bewilderment at the sight. Fortunately, you're unexposed, still wearing your sweatshirt and covered by the duvet. However, the suspicious heap on the bed makes the situation obvious.

You stare back wide-eyed, shocked into silence. Johnny clambers up from his spot. He sticks his head out from under the covers, appearing just above your chest.

"Jesus, Sue. Ever heard of knocking?" he chastises her.

Sue raises an eyebrow. "Ever heard of locking the door?"

Johnny huffs in response. "What are you doing back so early?"

"We finished early," she replies. "Did you sort out the package like I asked?"

"Uh… no," he answers.

"I need you to do it now," she says.

"Seriously?" he asks. "I'm kinda in the middle of something."

"Yes, seriously," she insists. "I needed it done this morning."

Johnny groans, turning back to you. "I'm sorry. I gotta go deal with this."

"No worries. I'll wait for you here," you reply.

He maneuvers out from under the covers, careful to keep you hidden. He lovingly lays the duvet over you again and kisses you on your forehead.

Johnny heads towards the door. "Alright, let's go."

Sue nods, before turning to you. "It's good to see you again."

You swear you can see a smirk on her face but decide to respond civilly. "Good to see you too, Sue."

"Go!" Johnny reiterates, ushering his sister out of his room.

Despite the predicament, Johnny's frustration amuses you. Sue finally leaves, and Johnny casts one last glance back at you. He gives you a smile before closing the door.

You let out a sigh as you lie back, now alone in the bedroom. You decide to stay tucked into bed, scrolling on your phone to pass the time. About twenty minutes pass before Johnny returns.

"Hey, baby. Sorry about that," he says, entering the room again. He locks the door this time.

"It's alright," you tell him, putting your phone down. "Is everything good?"

He sits down on the edge of the bed as he looks over you. The sight of you nice and comfy in his bed warms his heart.

"Yeah," he replies. "There's just been a lot to do lately."

You nod. "Any other disturbances I should be aware of?"

He grins. "No. No more disturbances."

He crawls under the covers, positioning himself over you again. He wastes no time to close the distance with a tender kiss. His hands find yours as he presses you against the mattress.

He pulls back just enough to murmur against your lips. "Now, where were we?"

➸

[unabashedlittleblackbook]

Sorry, BRB! Currently gnawing at the bars of my enclosure and going absolutely FERAL over Joseph Quinn as Johnny in the new Fantastic Four movie.

[multific]

Caught in the Fire

Johnny Storm x Reader

Summary: After you are kidnapped by a group of villains who intend to use you against the Fantastic Four, Johnny Storm races against time to save you.

A/N: This story was inspired after I saw Joseph as Johnny Storm. I will write more once the movie is out, but for now, here's something to enjoy.

It started with a quiet evening.

The moon hung low over the city, as you walked home after a long day at work. You felt tired and all you could think about was a nice bath and a quiet night with your boyfriend.

But in an instant, everything changed.

A dark van came to a halt beside you, and before you could react, a group of masked figures jumped out, grabbing you by the arms and pulling you inside the vehicle.

You struggled, but there were too many of them, and they were too strong.

"Johnny!" you cried, but the van doors shut, and something hit your head, causing you to black out.

Back at the Baxter Building, Johnny was getting ready to call it a night, he knew you would be back soon, and he was so ready for a shared bath.

But then, his phone rang. It was a number he didn’t recognize. His heart skipped.

“Hello?” His voice was casual at first, but there was an edge of concern in it when no one immediately responded.

A distorted voice on the other end sent a cold chill down his spine. "We have her, Johnny Storm. You can thank your ego for that. She's going to be a bargaining chip- unless, of course, you'd prefer to never see her again."

Johnny’s stomach twisted with dread. "Who is this? Where is she?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” the voice taunted before hanging up.

Johnny stood frozen, his mind racing.

They had taken you. Because of him.

Because of the fact that he was Johnny Storm, the Human Torch, and they knew that as long as they had you, they could hurt him.

They could hurt everyone.

Panic clawed at his chest.

His mind was screaming, but he knew he couldn’t act recklessly. Not if he wanted to get you back. He had to be smart and think this through.

Johnny bolted from the room, throwing on his jacket and storming toward the elevator. He knew exactly what he had to do.

It took him hours but Johnny finally found the hideout. His thoughts were a whirlwind of fear and fury.

He had never felt panic like this before, never felt so completely out of control. Every inch of him burned with the need to get you back, to make sure you were okay. He had never felt this helpless in his life, and he couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to you.

He finally spotted the building from a distance, tucked away in an abandoned industrial part of the city.

Johnny was already in the air, flames erupting from his body as he sped toward the building.

Inside, you were tied to a chair, bruised but unharmed. Your heart raced, your breathing shallow as you tried to fight the panic clawing at your chest.

The villains had made it clear what they wanted. They had threatened to hurt you if Johnny didn’t surrender to them, if he didn’t stop being a hero.

You had faith in him, though. He would come for you. He always did. You just had to hold on.

Soon, voices outside then a crash and what sounded like a table being thrown or a chair.

You glanced up at the sound of the door slamming open, and your heart jumped in your chest when you saw him.

Johnny, his eyes wild with panic, flames trailing from his body, burning brighter than ever before.

“Johnny!” you cried, relief flooding your chest.

“Hang on!” he shouted, his voice shaking with emotion. “I’m getting you out of here.”

Johnny’s hands were shaking as he burned through the ropes that bound you, his powers melting them away with ease. He could barely focus, his heart thundering in his ears as he worked to free you. You were safe, you were okay... and yet, all he could think about was how close he had come to losing you.

Finally, the ropes were gone, and Johnny’s hands gently cupped your face, his forehead pressed against yours. His breath was ragged, his heart hammering in his chest.

“Are you okay?” he asked urgently, his voice soft but full of fear.

You nodded, though you were still trembling. “I’m okay, Johnny. I’m okay because you came for me.”

Johnny shook his head, guilt gnawing at him. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve been there sooner. I should’ve—”

“Johnny,” you whispered your hands gently holding his. “You found me. That’s all that matters. You saved me.”

Johnny closed his eyes, the weight of relief and love washing over him. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I lost you,” he admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

You smiled, brushing a strand of hair from his face. “You didn’t lose me. You’re not going to.”

Johnny leaned in and kissed you, gently at first, but then with more urgency as his fear gave way to overwhelming affection.

He didn’t know how he had survived those hours of not knowing where you were, of fearing the worst. But now, with you in his arms, everything felt right again.

“I love you,” Johnny whispered, pulling away just enough to look into your eyes. “I love you so damn much.”

“I love you, too,” you said softly, your hands resting on his chest. “You’re my hero.”

Johnny chuckled, though there was still a tremor in his voice. “I’m just a guy with fire powers who got lucky.”

You shook your head, smiling at him. “You’re my everything.”

The world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you.

Johnny held you close, the warmth of his embrace comforting you as the last remnants of panic ebbed away. Nothing else mattered, not the villains, not the danger. Because as long as you had each other, everything would be okay.

~Masterlist~

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[uses-for-fics]

From The Start | Reed Richards

Y/N watched Reed from behind the coffee shop counter. His laughter was like music to her ears, and his smile could light up the darkest of days. She knew that her feelings for him were a secret she had to keep. Reed was oblivious to her affection, happily dating a girl named Susan Storm.

Whenever they were alone, Y/N would find herself tongue-tied, unable to form coherent sentences. Her heart would race, and her mind would go blank. She tried to hide her feelings, but it was a constant battle.

One evening, as they sat together at a small table, Reed started talking about Susan. "She's so perfect," he said, a dreamy look in his eyes. "We're so compatible."

Y/N forced a smile. "That's great, Reed." Inside, she felt a pang of pain.

"You know, I've been thinking about proposing to her," Reed continued. "I think she might say yes."

Y/N's heart sank. She knew this was coming, but it still hurt. She had to say something, even if it meant risking their friendship.

"Reed," she began, her voice barely a whisper. "I... I have something to tell you."

Reed looked up, his expression expectant. Y/N took a deep breath. "I... I've loved you from the start."

The silence that followed was deafening. Reed’s eyes widened in surprise. "Y/N, what are you talking about?”

"I’ve always loved you, ever since we met I haven’t been able to shake my feelings for you," Y/N replied, her voice trembling. "I thought it was better to keep it to myself."

"I'm sorry,,, but you must know I don’t feel the same right?" Reed said, his tone filled with regret. "I never meant to hurt you." His hand reached out to hers.

Y/N shook her head. "It's okay. I understand."

As they sat there in silence, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. Finally, she had confessed her feelings. Even if Reed didn't return them, she was glad she had been honest.

As they left the coffee shop, Reed walked Y/N home. The air was filled with a strange tension, a mix of sadness and awkwardness but as they said goodbye at the doorstep, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of hope. Perhaps, one day, her feelings for Reed would be reciprocated. Reed stood in front of her, his mind racing. He had never expected her to feel that way about him. He'd always seen her as a friend, a confidante. The thought of her loving him in that way was both surprising and unsettling.

As he watched her walk in, he couldn't shake the feeling of guilt. He had been so caught up in his own life and his relationship with Susan that he hadn't noticed Y/N's feelings. He had taken her friendship for granted.

The next few days were a blur. Reed found himself avoiding Y/N, afraid of what he might say or do. It was a bit of a hassle since they were roommates but, he knew he couldn't continue to lead her on, but he also didn't want to hurt her.

Finally, he decided to confront the situation. He met up with Y/N during her shift at the coffee shop, his heart pounding in his chest.

"I've been thinking about what you said," he began, his voice barely a whisper. "I... I'm sorry, I’ve been avoiding you. I didn't know what to do with myself."

Y/N looked at him, her eyes filled with sadness. "It's okay," she said. "I understand."

“I don't want you to think that I don't appreciate your friendship," Reed continued. "You mean a lot to me."

Y/N nodded. "I know."

As they sat in silence, Reed couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. He knew he had missed out on something special. But perhaps, in time, he and Y/N could find a way to move forward.

Weeks had passed since Y/N's confession. Reed had moved in with Susan, trying to convince himself that he was happy. The truth was, something was missing. He missed the easy laughter they shared, the comfort of their friendship.

One evening, he found himself standing outside Y/N's apartment building. A wave of nostalgia washed over him as he remembered the countless hours they had spent together within those walls. On a whim, he decided to knock.

Y/N answered the door, her face lighting up in surprise. "Reed? What are you doing here?"

"I... I needed to talk to you," he stammered. "I've been thinking a lot about what you said."

Y/N invited him inside, her heart pounding. She had hoped he might come back, but she hadn't dared to believe it.

"I've made a mistake," Reed admitted. "Ever since I’ve moved in with Susan it hasn’t felt the same. I realized I wasn't ready for that. I wasn't sure if I even loved her."

Y/N's eyes filled with tears. "Reed, I..."

"I know," he interrupted. "I should have listened to my heart. I should have realized that what I really wanted was you."

Y/N's heart raced. "Reed, I..."

"I know," he said again, cutting her off. "I'm asking you to forgive me. I want to give us a chance."

Y/N hesitated. She had been hurt, but she also cared deeply for Reed. Finally, she nodded. "I forgive you."

As they stood there in the doorway, Reed realized that he had finally found what he had been searching for all along. The love he had always felt for Y/N was real, and he was determined to make it work this time.

An: I’m going to be 100% honest, this was so rushed lol, but I had an idea and wanted to get it out 😭

[m1dv1ghtwrites]

IcePowers!Reader: You’re having a child.

Reed: Sue is pregnant?!?!

IcePowers!Reader: *Slams adoption papers on table* No. It’s me, sign here please.

Bonus

Johnny: That would make me your uncle

IcePowers!Reader: I take it back, you’re no longer having a child. *picks up adoption papers*

[peepawispunk]

Study Sessions

Pairing: Reed Richards x You

Summary: Your grades are slipping, but Reed thinks he knows the solution.

Warnings/tags: Coercion, student x teacher relationship, dubcon but you want it, creepy behaviour, power dynamics, Reed is a bit of a dick, manipulation, voyeurism, cock warming, deepthroating, throat bulge, penis size play ie Reed is a stretchy dude, deep fucking, belly bulge, oral sex, squirting, Reed typical superpowers, noncon elements, age gap

Word count: 3.3K

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This isn't the first time Professor Richards has asked you to stay back after class.

It is the first time he's locked the door though.

He flicked the lock shut after the last student out was halfway down the hall, rolling his sleeves up as he crossed the room to his desk, sitting in his chair and gesturing for you to sit opposite. His hand came up to his chin, rubbing at the stubble there. He looked deep in thought, and your curiosity spiked.

“Professor Richards? Is something wrong?”

“I've noticed your grades have been slipping lately. What's going on? Is there a problem at home?”

He was right; your GPA had slipped this year. It had little to do with the course content and everything to do with the fact that last year, your teacher was an old unattractive man. This year was the first year you'd had Professor Richards as your teacher. He made it difficult to focus on the coursework.

You flushed, embarrassed that your crush on him had gone so out of control that he'd noticed your slipping grades. “No, Professor. Nothing is wrong at home.”

“Is it the course content, then? Is there something I can help you with?” He looked at you with concern, eyes kind and understanding.

You hesitated. Professor Richards stood, rounding the desk to lean against it, next to you.

“I'm here to help, and I want you to succeed. If there's anything I can do to help you, I want you to tell me. You're going into astrophysics, right?”

“You remembered that?” You asked, surprised. On the first day of class, Professor Richards had you all stand up and introduce yourself and talk a bit about your career goals. You hadn’t thought he'd been paying attention.

“Of course. Like I said, I want my students to succeed. I want you to succeed. I see something special in you, and I'd hate to see this opportunity slip through your fingers if I could help you.”

“Wow, I don't know what to say. I feel even worse now for letting my grades slip.” Your gaze settled on the floor, focusing on a knot in the wooden flooring.

“Hey,” he said softly, urging you to look at him. “Tell me what's going on.”

“I've just been a little distracted in class. I swear nothing is going on. I'm just having trouble staying focused during lectures.”

“Hmm,” he hummed, watching you with perceptive eyes as you felt skin heat at the scrutiny. “Perhaps what you need are some one on one intensive lessons.”

“You'd do that for me? I know you're a busy man. I don't want to create more work for you.”

“Hey, it's my job to give my students what they need. I'm sure we could work something out.” Professor Richards said, resting a hand on your knee and squeezing gently. “Would you like that?”

Your cunt clenched involuntarily, the heat of his hand resting on your knee sparking a fire in your belly. Was he insinuating…? Why else would he put his hand on your knee like this?

“Oh.” You were at a loss for words. “Um...”

He tilted his head to the side slowly, sliding his hand up your leg a little, his thumb rubbing circles on your inner thigh. “You're a smart girl, aren't you sweetheart? A good girl, who cares about her grades.”

Oh. Holy shit. You'd fantasised about this man for months on end, to the point your grades were slipping, and he wanted to help you with your grades in return for sex?

A no-brainer if you'd ever seen one.

“Yes, Professor.” You nodded demurely. He obviously got off on the power play of this scenario, so you'd play along. You were a smart girl, after all. You shifted your legs slightly, parting your thighs under your pencil skirt. “I care.”

“Knew you were a clever girl.” He smiled, sliding his hand higher, fingers skirting against the gusset of your panties. “Huh. You want this, don't you?” He pressed down with nimble fingertips, stroking your seam through the damp fabric. “Yeah, you want this.”

You nodded.

“I want you. Been so distracted by you, professor. But what about your wife?”

He chuckled darkly. “Believe me, my wife gets as much out of this as I do.” His gaze flicked across the room for a moment, before returning to your face, watching your reaction as he slipped a finger underneath the fabric of your panties, brushing against the slick wetness of your lips. “Oh she's weeping for it, isn't she?” He clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “How long since someone's taken care of this pretty little pussy?”

“Uh,” you tried to think, as his fingers gently stroked the shape of your lips, spreading the slick around inside your panties. “A-almost a year.”

He shook his head in disbelief. “Well no wonder you're so distracted in class, huh sweetheart? Gotta take care of this pretty pussy. She's meant to be stuffed full. I bet if we take care of her, we can get you paying attention in class again. Think she's gonna need weekly appointments.”

“Weekly?” Your voice betrayed your interest.

“Yeah, sweetheart. Are you ready to commit to your education?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“While we're doing these tutoring sessions, you can call me Reed. Or Sir.” He said with a wink, withdrawing his hand from your panties and bringing it to his mouth. “Mmm, you taste so good, sweet girl. Are you ready for our first lesson?”

“Yes Sir.”

He smiled, loosening his tie. “Good girl. Go ahead and strip off for me. Don't go making a mess, though. I expect your clothes to be folded neatly and placed on your chair when our lessons begin. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir.” You said, fingers trembling a little with excitement as arousal flared through you, and you began to undress. His gaze never left your body, heating your skin as he watched you strip, folding your clothes and placing them on your chair. Then, you were standing bare in front of him, waiting for his next instruction.

“Get on your knees.” He said, reaching down to palm himself through his slacks.

Your head was spinning with arousal as you followed his order, kneeling in front of him. You were scant inches away from his crotch, you could practically smell the musky scent of his arousal through the fabric. The bulge was impressive, the bulk of his length sitting to the left side of the zipper, resting against his leg.

“What now?” You asked softly, and he braced his hands against the desk behind him, shifting his hips closer to you.

“You're a smart girl, aren't you? How about you take some initiative.”

Your unsteady hands came up to his waistband, flicking open the button of his slacks and lowering the zipper. To your surprise, he'd foregone underwear, and you could see the leaking tip of his cock drooling a wet spot onto the black fabric. Your hand was immediately drawn to it, swiping a finger through it and bringing it to your mouth. He groaned, and you looked up at him through your lashes, pulling his slacks down til they pooled at his ankles.

“Oh, you're a naughty fucking girl too, huh?” He looked down at you, a smirk pulling at his lips. “Look at you, on your knees for a married man.”

Hot shame and arousal washed over you, and you wanted nothing more than to shut him up; to change his scathing words into moans and whimpers. You looked him in the eye, licked your palm and took him in your hand.

He felt like velvet wrapped steel in your hand, his uncut dick flushed a pretty pink, his foreskin sliding with a slick noise as you jerked him a few times before bringing the tip to your mouth. You wrapped your lips around the head, swirling and slurping, tongueing the slit as you shifted yourself closer, resting your palm on his bare thigh. He was deceptively muscular, you noticed, feeling the bulk of him under your hand.

“Look at you, kissing on him like that.” He breathed, bringing his hand to grip your head, winding through your hair. “He’s feeling real cold. How about you warm him up for me, hmm?”

The thumb of his other hand rested on your lower lip, encouraging you to open your mouth wide as he fed you his cock. It felt like he kept going and going further into your throat, but your mouth hadn’t yet reached the base of him.

He must’ve noticed your confusion, and he hummed sympathetically. “Oh yeah, he’s a grower, baby. Let’s see how much you can handle. You gonna take what I give you?”

You hummed in assent, nodding as best as you could.

“Atta girl.” He grinned, thickening in your throat. “You tap my leg if you need to stop.” He told you, elongating one arm so he could feel you, thumb rolling your nipple as his fingers stretched down to toy with your cunt.

You moaned around him, reedy and desperate as he used his abilities to tease you. You’d seen him use his abilities occasionally, reaching to write on the far end of the blackboard, or stretching to reach something out of reach. You’d imagined how he might use them in the bedroom, and so far, the reality was surpassing your expectations.

“Sit still for me now. There you go.” He said gently, caressing your face. “You’re gonna keep him nice and warm while I read these papers. If you behave, I’ll fuck you after.”

He didn’t even wait for your response, picking up the essay on his desk and reading it, his other hand still teasing you. When he slipped a finger inside you, you moaned, shifting a little.

“Be still.” He reminded you disapprovingly, not even looking up from his reading. “You want this cock inside you, you have to earn it. I don’t go giving just anyone a ride, sweetheart.”

He was deliberately making it hard for you to stay still, and you both knew it. Still, you made an effort to be completely still. Your throat bulged with the size of him; he’d left just enough room for oxygen to pass through, so he could sit heavy inside the wet heat of your throat until he was ready to leave. You thanked the universe for your lack of a gag reflex; you needed that special skill now more than ever.

Time seemed to fade as you knelt in front of him silently, under the onslaught of his wandering fingers. You slipped into a relaxed state as best you could. It would have been almost meditative if you weren’t being teased by nimble fingers massaging your g spot, stretching and pushing in all the right spots to make you see stars.

Reed finally finished his reading, withdrawing his fingers from you. His arm shrunk back to normal, and he brought his fingers to his mouth. “Mmm, so fucking sweet. Looks like even naughty girls can be good with the right incentive.” He set the paper down on the desk, reaching down to give you a hand up as he shrunk himself back to normal, pulling out of your mouth. You noted that even back to normal, he was above average.

He winced sympathetically when he saw your knees, flattened and unhappy from kneeling for so long. “Aww, sweetheart. Hop up on the desk. Let me kiss them better.”

He helped you settle onto his desk, bending to kiss your left knee. His whiskery facial hair tickled you as he pressed a gentle kiss to the tender skin there, then the other, before focusing his eyes on your glistening cunt.

“Look at you. So fucking wet.” He inhaled deeply, trailing his nose up your thigh. “I need to have a proper taste.”

“Fuck, please, I need to come.” You begged, letting your legs fall open further.

“Oh, baby, no. I never said anything about making you come. You gotta earn that, too.”

“How? What do you want me to do?” You asked desperately, watching his slow journey to your pussy.

“You can start by playing with those pretty tits of yours while I have a taste.” He commanded, watching with darkened eyes as you did what he asked, cupping yourself and rolling your nipples, eliciting a gasp from your throat. He nodded once, approvingly, bringing his thumbs to your cunt lips to spread it nice and wide so he could get a proper look at you. His nose led the way, delving into your folds and smearing the slick around, dragging it up to your clit, nuzzling into the swollen peak of flesh there and making you moan.

“Not too loud, sweetheart. Don’t want everyone to know you’re fucking your professor, do we?”

You pant out an apology, but his focus is already elsewhere, his tongue licking a broad, flat stripe up your cunt. You moan again, softer, and he chuckles. “Can’t help it, can you? So responsive, and it’s been so long. You need something in that mouth?”

You nod, and quick as anything, he has two fingers pressing down on your tongue, ordering you to suck.

Satisfied with your noise level now, he starts eating your cunt in earnest, showing you the off-label uses of his abilities. His tongue, now buried in you elongated and focused an attack on your g spot, pressing and twisting and curling against you in a way that had you throwing your head back, arching your back and doing everything in your power not to bite his fingers.

He licked the nectar from your walls, chasing the flavour of you until your cunt was soaked with your slick and his saliva, bringing you to the edge of the desk with one strong hand.

You were impossibly close when he stopped, his tongue returning to normal. He pressed a final kiss to your clit, before leaning over you on the desk, guiding himself to your entrance.

“Ready?” He asked, sliding his tip through your slick, nudging your clit and making you gasp. You nodded, and he pushed inside you, fully seating himself, his balls hitting your ass. “Took me so well, baby. Are you ready for more?” He raised an eyebrow, and you nodded desperately. You weren’t sure how much you could take, but you’d give it your best shot. You wanted him to ruin you; wanted to feel him tomorrow.

“I’m ready.”

“Say when.” He said, smirking at his own joke, and you felt him swell inside you. “Do you prefer it real long, or real thick?”

You were too busy processing the sensations inside of you to respond in a timely manner, and he just nodded, like you’d answered anyway.

“Oh, that’s right. Naughty girl like you likes both, huh?”

He gained a look of focus on his face as you felt him swell inside you, pressing against nerves you didn’t know you had and making you shake and moan.

“Fuck, would you look at that.” His eyes settled on your belly, and you looked down to see a distinct bulge there, long and thick and twitching below your belly button. He pressed his palm down firmly, making you both moan.

“You’ve got to feel this.” He took your hand, pressed it down against your belly, and held it there. Then, he started to move.

You could feel him sliding around in your cunt, pushing your cervix high into your guts as he pounded into you, could feel the length of his dick retreating and returning under your hand. You were still playing with your tits with your free hand, your arousal building dizzyingly. You hoped he’d let you come, because no toy you owned was going to compare to this. Hell, you weren't sure anything could compare to this. He was ruining you for everything and everyone else, and he knew it.

He stilled for a second, changing the rhythm. His movements were slower now, rolling into you. His hands gripped your legs, slinging them over his shoulders as he leaned into you. You could've sworn you felt a brush of a fingertip across your ankle, followed by a warm breath, but when you looked, his hands were nowhere near your ankles. You were so overstimulated you didn’t know what was what anymore.

“Have I been good, Sir? Have I earned it? I want to come, please.” You babbled, walls tightening around his dick. He was gritting his teeth in pleasure now, brows knitting together.

“Fuck, so good. Right there.” He moaned, hand pressing down on your stomach again. “I’m close, baby.” He opened his eyes, gaze meeting yours. “You come on this dick or not at all. You wanna come, you do it now.”

His hands were gripping your hips now, and he levelled a sharp smack against your ass, making you clench around him.

A ghostly sensation trailed across your cunt, soft fingertips pinching at your clit even though his hands were occupied, and you wondered just how many powers he had that you didn’t know about.

Before you could question it any further, you were tumbling over the edge. Something felt different this time, and a feeling of panic spiked in your gut as the feeling spiralled out of control. It almost felt like you had to pee, and you tried to stop it but it was no use. The most intense orgasm of your life crashed over you, turbulent and wet, soaking Reed’s belly and his pubic hair, dripping down to his balls.

His jaw dropped, a moan slipping out unbound. “God, look at you. Did you know you could do that, sweetheart?”

You shook your head no, and he grinned.

“We’re gonna have some fun with that later.”

He thumbed at your clit, fucking into you faster, a focused determination pounding at your g-spot until you were practically howling with pleasure. Your whole body tingled, set alight as you had your second orgasm, cunt clenching and squeezing helplessly around his massive cock as you squirted all over him again.

The combined image and sensation had Reed grunting, turning to bite down on your calf to avoid making too much noise, filling you with hot bursts of cum, his hips stuttering and abdominal muscles clenching against the backs of your thighs as he filled you until it leaked onto the desk.

Before you could even catch your breath, he was tucking himself back into his slacks. He wiped the desk with his handkerchief, then sat back into his chair with a satisfied look on his face.

You got dressed, feeling his cum pooling in your panties as you straightened yourself up.

“Same time next week?” He asked, watching you lecherously as you buttoned your blouse back up.

“Yes, sir.” You answered, legs wobbly as you said goodbye and left the room, closing the door behind you.

The door locked shut behind you almost immediately. You heard the quiet snick and you assumed he’d used his long reach to do it.

What you didn't hear was his wife's voice on the other side of the door as she made herself visible again.

“So, what did you think?” Reed asked, pulling his wife into his arms and settling her on his lap.

“She was a good one.” Sue said, grinding down on her husband’s lap. “Hot little thing. Obedient.”

He was hard again already, rolling his hips up into her. “Mmm, she was.”

“Ready for more already?” She asked, pressing a kiss to his lips. He grinned, popping open his pants again, shoving them down just enough to free himself.

“For you? Always.” He said, guiding her down onto his cock, still covered with your combined spend.

That’s how she liked it.

[kiss-me-muchoo]

mood

[gay-dorito-dust]

Any chance Johnny Storm x reader? Johnny gifted the reader a puppy, please?

The golden furred pup within Johnny’s arms was restless as he made it towards your shared room, where he knew you were taking a power nap, as a smile rose on his lips when he looked down at the energetic golden retriever he had gotten for you.

‘I’m excited too little bud but could you maybe not nip my fingers?’ He says and the puppy stops nibbling on his fingers for a moment, it’s head tilted to the side, as though contemplating before continuing to nibble on his fingers. Johnny couldn’t help but laugh at this and press a kiss to the top of the puppy’s head, right between the puppy’s floppy ears, knowing damn well he could exactly stay mad at the little guy for expressing his emotions the only way it knows how.

Johnny also knew that if he couldn’t stay mad at the dog for long, neither would you as you would probably spoil the dog rotten, even letting it get away with stealing food from your plate if it were to ever give you the puppy eyes. All these thoughts of future events with you, him and your newest addition to the family came to the forefront of his mind in a flurry, and it only made Johnny all the more eager to burst open the door and show you the puppy; however he also had to remember that you weren’t exactly fond of being woken up from your nap, as he had quickly learnt from the past couple of times where he did unceremoniously awoken you without a good reason.

Reed, Sue and Ben had asked Johnny what was the reasoning behind getting a puppy when he was barely there half the time to take care of it due to the missions they’ve been going on recently.Johnny’s response to this by saying that the puppy wasn’t for him but for you, a companion for you when he was away as he knew how you hated being alone, and he hated that you felt like that so he had decided weeks ago that he’d get you a puppy; and get you a puppy he did though he didn’t dare name it as he though that right would be reserved for you.

It took a while for him to actually get the golden retriever, but it was all worth it the moment Johnny laid eyes on the little guy and knew that you’d love the shit of out him just as much as he would.

‘My partner is on the other side of this door fast asleep, do you think you could spare me the hellfire by being all cute and licking their face?’ Johnny then asks the pup in his arms, who looked up at him and let out a soft bark as an answer with a tail that was wagging faster than Johnny’s eyes could see with excitement.

‘Good because you’re on little guy.’ He then tells the golden retriever as he opens the door to his room slowly and lets the dog from his grasp, watching as the little guy makes his way towards you on the bed, managing to climb up the bed covers and towards you where it began licking your face. It didn’t take long for you to wake up once the dog began to lick you, especially when it’s hot breath fanned your face to bring you into the land of the conscious, only to see into the deep brown eyes of perhaps the cutest golden retriever puppy you had ever seen.

‘A puppy?’ You said groggily as you sat up with the golden pup eagerly clambering on your lap, steadying it’s front paws on your chest so it could continue licking your face as it’s tail wags itself into a blur. ‘Well ain’t you a handsome lad, where did you come from cutie because you couldn’t have just come from my dreams now did you?’ You gently cooed as you scratched him between his ears, smiling when you watched it lean into your touch and start licking at your hand and fingers as it got to know your scent.

‘That would be me.’ Johnny said from the doorway he was leaning on with a smirk.

You huffed. ‘You sent in a puppy to wake me because you were too much of a coward to wake me yourself I see?’ You joked as your boyfriend joined you and the puppy on the bed.

‘I think we both remember things differently here sweetheart, I don’t wake you up anymore because you try to kill me, not because I’m cowardly and have to have a dog do it for me or as you like to claim.’ Johnny replies as he leaned over to kiss your forehead. ‘But it’s nice to see you’ve finally decided to join us from your little nap, even if it was to the cute dog I had gotten for you slobbering all over you.’

Your eyes widened upon hearing this as you cradled the pup in your arms where it would wriggle restlessly, only to stop to instead start to nibble at your fingers playfully, not that you minded anyway. ‘You got me this bundle of fluff?’

‘Yep.’

‘Why?’ You asked.

Johnny shrugs. ‘I’m on missions most of the time and I remember that you don’t like being lonely, so I got you this little guy,’ Johnny stops to boop the puppy in your arms on the nose, ‘so that you wouldn’t have to be lonely anymore and try to wait up for me when you shouldn’t have to.’ He adds with a look that was knowing about the fact you would stay up later then normal just to see him home safely, something he had told you not to do but something you frequently ignore because you miss him deeply.

‘Oh Johnny he’s beautiful and adorable, I love him.’ You say as you kiss the puppy several times across its muzzle and top of its head, giggling when it tries to reciprocate your kisses with licks of its tongue, before letting it on the bed so it could get use to its new home while you and Johnny talked. ‘More than me?’ Johnny then pouts and gives you his best impression of puppy eyes which only proved in making you laugh and holding his face between your hands as you rest your forehead again his.

‘Already jealous of the puppy are you Johnny?’ You teased as you caressed his cheeks with your thumbs as a smile grew across your face at how sweet and thoughtful your boyfriend could be, always thinking about you and your feelings over his one sometimes, and you couldn’t help but wish others saw Johnny the way you did but at the same time you were glad that you were the only one that got to see this version of him.

‘Never because I know that I’ll always be number one in your heart forever and always.’ He said with full confidence that it was enough to earn him a kiss on the cheek as you pulled him into your arms, positioning yourself in a way where you could both watch the curious puppy together as it chewed on your shoelaces.

‘I don’t know Johnny,’ you drew out as you rested your head atop of his one that was resting against your chest, ‘the puppy is a lot cuter than you so you might have some competition here.’ You joked as you felt Johnny cling onto you and groaning, but you knew he was smiling, you could feel it and see as the crowd feet near his eyes made an appearance.

‘Oh dear whatever will I do to.’ He playfully whines. ‘Tell me what I can do to stay number one in your heart sweetness.’

You smiled as you kiss the top of his blonde head and whispered. ‘Stay here with me and our little floppy eared son who’s tearing apart my shoe right now.’ Johnny leaned further into you, his smile growing wider as he felt his body relax in a way it only did within your presence and closed his eyes.

‘I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else sweetness.’

[spaceycat]

Johnny Storm being bestfriends with Reader, being in his room in the Baxter Building. Reader sitting at his desk while she finished up some homework. Johnny sitting on his bed, fiddling with his powers.

Johnny Storm who is burning at pieces of torn up paper in his lap from his homework he was supposed to be doing with Reader when he gets an idea and grabs a joint from the lower drawer of his bedside table, placing it between his lips. Lighting it with his power.

Reader who smelt the smoke, turning around. Letting out a sigh, speaking up. "You're supposed to be doing work--" "C'mon princess.. think of it as a break." "You've been taking a break for nearly two hours." "Touché." Johnny held up the joint to Reader.

Reader who takes it, taking a single hit - sitting on his bed beside him. They continued to pass it around for nearly half an hour. Reader felt buzzy, looking over to Johnny who was in the same situation as you.

Reader who was staring at Johnny's lips, noticing how they glistened as they wrapped around the joint for another hit. Johnny noticed that, "What?--" "Nothing.. it's nothing."

Johnny Storm who grabs the side of Reader's face, moving his face only inches infront of her. Blowing the smoke into her face before kissing her.

Johnny Storm who then fucks Reader on his bed, Reader was lying on his bed as he settled between her thighs - pushing his cock deep inside her.

Johnny Storm who revels in the moans of his name coming from her mouth as he continues to fuck deep into her. Muttering praises. "That good baby?" "Mm.. so fucking tight."

Johnny Storm who was hot to the touch, his back igniting into flames as he came deep inside Reader.

Johnny Storm who takes care of Reader afterwards, pulling her close after helping her shower and changing into one of his shirts and pants.

They didnt touch their homework after that.

[layaispunk]

i know we're gonna have a field day with this one