#johnny cage x male reader

[yanderestarangel]

"RIDE ME" | COWBOY!JOHNNY CAGE X FTM READER

TW: afab anatomy, porn plot, ftm/male reader, dom!johnny, sub!reader, pet names, oral (f!r), creampie, age gap, v!sex, himbo/roseboy reader, ride Johnny's nose.

"𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄..."

You and Johnny were co-workers, making a period film, where he was a cowboy and you were a poor innocent peasant, wearing a flowy white dress that showed the cleavage of your breasts, while you acted in another scene with him.

The scene was going well, until you needed to go to a real farm to have a beautiful setting, while the atmosphere and sexual tension between you two increased, calling you "sweet boy" "little angel" "my baby boy doll" or even making double-meaning jokes, asking if you would want to ride on his lap, and you liked it, feeling your core react to every compliment and flirtation from him.

You two were alone on the farm, waiting for the production team so Johnny decided to train with you, he was your cowboy after all.

"-Save the horse, ride the cowboy, what do you think pretty boy?" Johnny spoke with a hoarse whisper, adjusting his cowboy hat, while looking at you with a look of desire. You smiled at his joke, a routine muscular movement, he was always there - flirting with you while you played a lost poor peasant, making Cage jump headfirst into all the fantasies he had saved from months of working on set together. He leaned closer, his hot breath against your ear as his hands grazed your waist, his fingers slightly grazing the fabric of your dress.

"-Don't you worry, cowboy's got a wild side too,especially for pretty boys like you." His voice was low and seductive, promising a world of pleasure as he pressed his growing erection against you, relishing in the contact. Johnny moved his hand to lightly cup your cheek, his thumb gently stroking your soft skin.

"-You make it hard for a cowboy to stay gentlemanly, you know?" He teased, his voice dripping with lust as he nuzzled your neck -his lips brushed against your collarbone, leaving a trail of heated kisses along your skin. "-Would you like that, my sweet boy? To have a cowboy show you pleasures you've only dreamt of?"

You felt goosebumps all over your body, you two were alone there, at the recording farm and no one was going to arrive - or they could arrive at any moment and catch you two in the act... which increased your desire to give yourself to Cage right there - you smiled and just lifted the hem of your dress, exposing yourself to the older man. Johnny couldn't help but be turned on by your boldness and eagerness for pleasure. He relished in the control he had over you, watching as you exposed yourself before him.

"-Holy shit (Y/N)... no panties? just waiting for me to fuck that pussy of yours, right?" He spoke hoarsely, looking at you with a dark look full of anxiety, an anxiety of having you for himself, you made some provocative comment about his nose, making him smile even more as he took large steps towards you, with his hands on his waist "-Well, baby, I think it's time for this cowboy to show you what that big nose can do, straddle my face and let me make you cum like no one ever has...baby boy doll."

He finally towered over you, with an agile and strong movement he guided you to the floor, on top of him, so that your cunt was above his mouth - you sat on his warm lips, with a low, broken moan - His hands, they firmly held your hips, guiding you as you straddled his mouth. "-Mmm, that's it, sweet boy..." he murmured, his voice vibrating against your sensitive flesh. "-Feel how much this cowboy wants to please you."

His nose brushed against your clit, and he could feel your excitement building with every stroke. The raw sensuality in your tone only fueled his desire to please you. "-Mmm, you like that, don't you, my doll boy?" He teased, his tongue dancing skillfully over your slick folds, expertly lapping at your pussy. He used his grip on your thighs to guide your movements, his other hand slipping between his own legs, stroking his hard length. He let out a low groan of pleasure, the vibrations sending shivers of delight through you. As you expressed your impending climax, Johnny intensified his efforts, his lips forming a seal around your clit as he sucked and nibbled on it, his tongue working fervently inside you. He could taste your arousal, a heady mix of desire and need. "-Such a good boy, taking what you want. You're driving me crazy... I need to fuck you."

With one last flick of his tongue, he pushed you over the edge, your body trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through you. He eagerly drank in your essence, greedily lapping up every drop as your orgasm washed over you. Johnny pulled away, a wicked smirk playing on his lips as he watched you in the aftermath of your release. "-You taste even sweeter than I imagined, my angel." His voice was hoarse with desire as he licked his lips, savoring the taste of you on his tongue. "-But I think we're just getting started."

You pulled away from his face, seeing the movie star's pulsing length glisten with pre cum, an invitation for you to ride him right there, you just accepted, positioning yourself on Johnny's cock. Johnny groaned as he felt the tightness of your pussy enveloping his cock, relishing in the sensation as you rode him, as you swallowed him whole, Johnny’s voice became hoarse. "-Fuck, your pussy is amazing." Your moans of pleasure only served to drive him further, his hands gripping your hips to guide your movements. He slapped your ass, reveling in the sound of the impact and the way his skin turned red under his touch.

"-Such a fucking mess... a slut desperate for a dick, filling your hole, such a naughty whore, isn't it? Riding my dick like it's the only thing you know." Johnny's hands tightened on your hips, increasing the pace of your movements, his thrusts becoming more fervent.

"-Ride me, my boy. Show me how much you want it. I want to hear you scream my name as you cum on my cock, you like it rough, don't you? You crave a strong and rude cowboy to take control of you."

He continued thrusting into you, matching your movements with his, his hand coming down on your ass. "-That's it, my sweet boy. Take every inch of me. Show me how much you love being fucked by a real cowboy." His voice dripped with dominance as he continued to stimulate your clit, using the movement of his hips and the friction of his cock to bring you closer to the edge. His grip on your clit tightened, his fingers circling and teasing until your moans turned into loud screams. "-That's right, scream for me, baby. Let the whole farm hear how good I'm fucking you."

As his pleasure increased, Johnny's own desire reached its peak. He held back his own release, wanting to see you cum first, knowing how much it turned you on. "-Are you ready to cum, dear boy?"

He felt your pussy clenching around his cock, the sensation sending a wave of pleasure coursing through him. He thrust deeper, wanting to feel every inch of you tightening around him.

"-Oh fuck my star boy... You're gonna make me cum too!" He grunted, his control slipping as he watched your face contort with pleasure. "-Fuck yeah, take it all. Take everything I have." His voice was hoarse with desire as he pounded into you, his movements becoming more primal. Johnny pulled out abruptly, his cum splattering across your body, the white jets soiled your breasts, pussy and dress, as you trembled on top of him, your legs shaking as Cage smiled contentedly and smug beneath you, arranging the cowboy hat in his messy strands.

He couldn't help but groan in satisfaction, the sight of your wetness mixed with his own semen covering you making him harder than ever. "-You're fucking perfect" he murmured softly, reaching down to touch your now-swollen lips that had been stretched around his dick just moments ago. "-And so fucking hot." Johnny smirked, his gaze lingering on your flushed cheeks and trembling lips.

"-Do you want me to fuck you again? You can ride me all day baby, this old cowboy here can take a lot more."

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[starboye]

starring: pornstar!johnny cage x male reader

request: HIHIHI I physically need this for my soul, I've been giggling my ass off with my friends ever since we thought of it, I need a pornstar!johnny cage fic w drool Pretty please

warnings: smut, rough sex, drinking, drool, jerking off, ass slapping, daddy kink, dirty talk, overstimulated slightly, creampie, unprotected sex

directors note: while making this i did base it off a certain twitter pornstar, can you guess who it is

you first got in the porn industry after some friends said you had the perfect face and body for it, so you did, starting up your own onlyfans where you quickly gained traction, people started wanting to see you collab with other stars in the porn community so you did, collaborating with more and more until you got a dm from a certain popular fucker.

the johnny cage dmed you asking if you were down to make a video with him and you were quick to agree, meeting up with him one day at his rather lavish apartment that over looked the city "i hope the drive here was good" he said from the kitchen making drink for the both of you "it was okay" you chuckle "well i hope a cocktail can calm your nerves" he hands you a glass and down his before you do the same.

now im gonna be real taking a shot of liquor might be one of the greatest ideas or stupidest because in no time he had you arched in front of the camera fucking you like there was no tommorow, you see why the others in his videos always moaned so loudly, he felt so good sliding in and out of your hole.

"keep looking at the camera for me pretty" he grunted pulling your hair to keep your face from falling into the pillows constantly while his other arm flexed at the camera, his hips constantly snapping into your aching ass.

"you like this dick" he asked "yessss" you whine out feeling your eyes roll back further "yes what" he growls smacking your ass "yes sir i love your fat cock so fucking much" you moan, a little bit of drool falling from the corner of your lips as your mouth lolls open unable to stop the slew of moans and other profanities.

"good boy now throw that ass back on my dick" he stops thrusting, desperate for more you start slowly moving your ass back and forth but with a few slaps on the ass from johnny you're quick to speed it up "yeah good fucking boy" he smirks, turning you over to start making out with you.

his hips starting to move on their own, fucking you while he jerked you off, edging you just to the point of cumming just to stop, getting you right there to cum with him "please joh-" you beg "ah ah that's not my name baby boy" he tuts correcting you "please daddy i wanna cum so bad" you weakly moan through messy wet kissing.

"just a little longer for me" he coos kissing down your neck and all across your chest, tongue flicking your sensitive perky nipple making you jolt up a little, his grip tightening around your cock a little before he cums in you, painting you tight gummy walls white while you came in his hand.

"shit you fuck good" you laugh coming down from your high "thank you, and you know how to take a dick damn well" he drops his head next to yours before looking up at the camera and cutting it "now how about we have a fuck sesh to ourselves" he suggests "im down" you smirk, you'll def be limping out of here by next morning.

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[shrowded-eng1ma]

Hey! Can i request flirty Intro dialogue’s for mk1 but with male characters this time? (male reader or gn please)

Sure

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Characters; Syzoth (Reptile), Rizzler Cage, Bi-Han (SubZero), Gn Reader

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Syzoth

I can see Liu kang taught you how to ensnare me in your fiery passion

What? The monks taught me. Not Liu kang.

Ready to lose?

I will be the winner once my tongue reaches you

Say Syzoth? Why’s Ashrah interested in you?

The same reason why IM intrigued in you

(I couldn’t think of any else ;-;)

Johnny Rizz

It’s surprising your not edenian angel~

Who’s angel?

I’m lost in your eyes, and I don’t want a map to the exit, only a map the leads into your arms~

This IS a sparing match cage, not an acting set

It’s pretty cold yeah? Come here, let me warm you up~

I like the cold

Sub-Zero

Around you, I feel a fire hotter then my brothers flame

Uh.. thanks..?

Your beauty is as chilling as my cryomancer abilities, yet it warms my heart

Wait.. my beauty is chilling? Isn’t that bad?!

Like ice and snow, our connection is undeniable

What connection?

[spicyspiders]

Casting Couch

Johnny Cage x male reader smut

1.2k words

a/n: I was going to put a little bit of plot in this, but I decided to just jump straight into the smut. In this story, Johnny owns a casting couch company that the reader is auditioning at.

“You’re gonna be a star, baby,” Johnny says, lifting the phone towards his face. His free hand goes to the front of his pants to rub at the already prominent bulge. “You ever sucked a cock before?” He asks.

You shake your head and have to pull your eyes away so you look up and audibly respond, “no.”

“Fuck,” Johnny says in awe, “you can’t even take your eyes off it.”

Not even realizing your eyes had fallen back down, one of his fingers hooks under your chin to turn your face back up. The finger under your chin moves to trace your lips before it slowly presses inside your mouth.

The finger doesn’t go deep, just moves in so Johnny can press the pad of it against your tongue. He lets out a groan when you suck at the digit and you watch as his fingers tighten around the phone he’s holding.

Johnny pulls his finger from your mouth to wrestle with his belt and pants, “let me,” you say, giving Johnny a soft smile as your fingers replace his.

Johnny’s belt and pants fall to his ankles with a clink, leaving his lower body in an expensive looking pair of underwear. You’re pretty sure they’re silk.

The fabric is as soft as they look under your nose when you move forward to run your nose along Johnny’s cock. You feel his cock give a twitch under your nose, making you wonder if you can get it to do the same thing again, but with your tongue instead.

“I almost don’t want to film this,” Johnny says quietly, like he’s talking to himself. “So I can keep you all to myself,” he places a warm palm on the back of your neck to press your face into his still clothed-cock.

Johnny’s fingers tighten for a split second around the back of your neck. The possessive feel of the action nearly makes you let out a whimper, but you instead open your mouth to pant wetly against his growing bulge.

“Please,” you whisper, looking up at Johnny through your lashes.

“Fuck, you’re eager,” Johnny says, his voice low and rough.

With the hand at the back of your neck, he pulls you back to push his underwear down, exposing his cock.

You stay in place when Johnny pulls his hand away so he can wrap his fingers around his cock. You watch as Johnny’s cock grows to full hardness in a few strokes, a clear pearl of precome waits for you at the tip when Johnny’s fingers go back to your neck.

The salty flavor hits your tongue when you lick at the head, and the flavor intensifies when you press the tip of your tongue into the slit.

“Hey,” Johnny says quietly, “look up at the camera, baby,” Johnny says, his fingers tightening on the back of your neck.

The pet name sends a warm feeling through your body, straight down to your cock. You aren’t sure of where to place your hands, but you opt to keep them at your sides. You meet Johnny’s eye before looking at the small lens of the camera.

“Good boy,” Johnny murmurs, his fingers loosening so he can get a better grip and get your mouth further on his cock.

The two words send another thrill through your body, your cock giving another twitch. One of your hands moves to your crotch to press the heel of your hand to your hardening cock. You moan at the feel, the vibrations going straight through Johnny’s cock.

Johnny moans at the feel and pulls his cock free from your mouth, “you like that? You like it when I call you that?” Johnny questions, a slow smile spreading across his lips. “Let me see,” he commands, moving the camera to where he can see where your hand lies.

You spread your legs so Johnny can get a better view. You pull your hand away so Johnny can see the bulge in your pants. The second your hand is gone, you feel an itch under your skin to put it right back where it was.

“That’s it,” Johnny whispers.

You pant wetly against the shiny head of Johnny’s cock, and wait until he’s pulled the phone away before you take his cock again. You take it deeper this time, as deep as you can until you can feel the head meet your gag reflex.

Johnny groans above you, his head falling back. Tears fell from your eyes as his cock had gone deeper, and Johnny wipes them away after he pulls his cock free from the wet suction of your mouth.

“You okay?”

You nod after catching your breath and wipe the rest of your tears away quickly. “Yeah,” you say, your voice sounding rough.

“Want to try again?” Johnny asks. He rubs the slick head of his cock along your lips and pushes it back inside after you nod.

Knowing how far you can take him, you bob your head up and down, making sure to not take his cock too far.

It must be good enough for Johnny as he moans as your lips glide wetly over his cock. Your jaw soon begins to ache, but the low sounds Johnny makes keep you on his cock. You breathe heavily through your nose, trying to take in as much air as you can to get rid of your growing lightheadedness.

“Easy, baby, easy,” Johnny says, pulling his cock from your mouth with his hand at the base. He chuckles down at you and gives a slow stroke to his cock, “are you sure you haven’t done this before?” He questions, angling the phone so the camera can see how wet you’ve made his cock.

“I haven’t, but I’ve seen your videos.”

Johnny lets out another laugh, “smart boy,” he responds. “Where do you want me to come, on your pretty face, or your hot mouth?” He asks, giving another stroke to his cock.

“My face,” you respond after a moment of thought.

You’re back on Johnny’s cock when he pulls his hand away and it falls to his side. You run your tongue along the bottom, right on the vein on the underside. When you reach the tip, you go back down, but instead, you go lower to tongue at his balls.

Johnny lets out another loud groan when you suck one of them into your mouth. You move to the next and leave the other like the first: soaked with your spit.

“You’re trying to fucking kill me, baby,” Johnny says, his voice low and rough. He wraps a fist around the base of his cock and strokes from root to tip in quick jerks until he’s shooting across your face.

The smell of his come hits you first, then you get the taste when you lick your lips to get what landed on your lips onto your tongue. The salty, bitter taste lights up your tastebuds, reminding you of how hard your cock is in your pants.

You watch as Johnny tosses the phone onto the couch beside him. He pulls his underwear and pants back up and tucks his cock into his pants. He steps away as he fastens his belt back on and returns a few minutes later.

Johnny wipes your face with the wet cloth he returned to the room with. He pulls you up onto your feet after throwing the cloth in the same direction he had thrown the phone.

“You okay?” he questions softly.

“I’m good,” you respond, sending Johnny a smile.

“Seems like it,” Johnny grins, his fingers brushing your hard cock, “can I take care of that?”

[deniable-masterpiece]

oh husband we are so back

[https-wildchaos]

Baby fever johnny cage

a/n;; i didn't know how to write this so im sorry in advance!! 🙏🙏🙏

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MK1 johnny cage x male reader

“ Celebrity Adoption ”

You had been married with Johnny for a bit some time now and he was recently starred in a Daddy Day Care remake so as expect for a man like him, he got the desire to have children despise being married to a guy so he had the incredible idea of adopting a few kids but he still had to convince you.

— "C'mon hun! We'll be more happy with children!" he said as he put a hand on your shoulder. "Johnny I'm not adopting 6 kids just because of a daddy's daycare remake that I didn't even participate in!" you said, trying to hold back your laughter. "please! we'll name them johnny junior one, two, three and m/n junior one, two, three." you'd look back at him. "are you actually considering naming our children not just by juniors but by numbers too?" you said, laughing at him as he pouted. "well what could we name them?" he replied to which you said "can we not have children at all?" you said before he shook his head. "but-" "no buts or cheeks or anything." you said, cutting him off.

— "ugh, we can't even try making our own." he said, annoyed. "well yeah, if you try having a kid with someone else I'll break your bones one by one." you threatened to which he widened his eyes before gulping, trying to put on hos snarky grin again. "yeah, right.."

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[livingdeadmlm]

Day 7: Facesitting

Johnny was stuck at home, the filming of an upcoming movie had been canceled due to the heavy rain going on outside. He practically jumped for joy at the fact he got to stay home with his husband. Sauntering over to your home office he silently groaned at the sound of you being on a call with your co-workers on the next steps for whatever marketing project you were all assigned.

Your eyes quickly glanced at him over your blue light glasses, and you offered a small wave. His shoulders slumped as he walked to the small sofa he got you for the office just for times like this. As his back hit the pillow your co-workers began laughing after you spoke.

"How's the husband been (Name)? still in love like when you two went on your honeymoon?"

"Could we get a sneak peek at the new movie coming out?" Johnnys' body perked up as you waved them off with a chuckle.

"Yes we're still in love like our honeymoon 4 years ago, and I don't think I'm a liberty to talk about his movies." One co-worker whom Johnny didn't recognize spoke

"You have to be careful with those Hollywood types you know... He's probably already stepped away from the marriage." The call went silent as your face contorted in a frown.

"Woah! What's all this about me cheating on this absolute stallion I have waiting for me each day when I get home?" His voice sang out as he stepped into view of the camera. Some of your co-workers cheered and waved as Johnny placed a kiss on your cheek. His sunglasses were low on his nose as his hand rested against your thigh.

"Don't play dumb cage, we all know what men like you get up to in your free time, (Name) probably wants to settle down and get some little ones in a normal house." Ouch. His hand began to grip your thigh. Johnnys' smile didn't falter as he pushed up his sunglasses with his middle finger and you sighed.

"This is very inappropriate to bring up, no need to doubt my marriage because your husband has stepped out regardless of your normal home." The call was abruptly ended as a human resource representative shot you an email telling you the situation would be handled.

You clocked out early and got out of your chair holding Johnnys' hand

"I know you don't let things like that get to you but I am sorry about that." he shrugged and made his way to your shared bedroom.

"I mean do you think I go out and whore myself out like that? I mean do you want the white picket fence life?" His voice came out more as a whisper than he meant it to.

"Oh Johnny, the life we have now is perfect." Guiding him to the bed you told him you’d show him how much you loved the life the two of you lived.

Feeling your hands grip his hips Johnny yelped as your tongue lapped at his hole. he bit down on his thumb to muffle his voice. Your tongue licked harder which caused him to yank at your hair, "Come on Prince charming I know you can give more than that." his eyes shut as he let each moan escape his mouth into the air.

His hips were red around your fingers as you pulled him down more. His moans were muffled to your ears being squished between his toned thighs.

His cock wept as your tongue finally made its way in and felt like an invasion of his body but a very welcomed one as it provided stimulation that he’d never get tired of. He could hardly hold himself up without keeping a hand on the wooden bed frame. The strong word worked as a good stabilizer as you never seemed to slow down.

The rain patting against the roof was soft and the creek of the old wooden bed frame filled the air next to his groans

He felt overwhelmed, he hadn’t been sat that long but he could feel himself folding at the amount of passion you were putting into making him feel better made the pleasure stack more and more. The thought of you and him being able to indulge in each other like this for more years to come made him feel warmer against you.

He held his breath as he finally came against his stomach tugging your head closer in. You guided him off your face to be laid out against the satin sheets of your shared bed. He gasped for air as the bed shifted around due each others movements.

Climbing on top of Johnny your voice was low as you kissed down his stomach. “I know you wouldn’t step outside our marriage, who else could you go to for this.” Tracing his V-line with kisses he grew hard again and whined at the pressure and found his legs resting on your shoulders.

You whispered more sweet words against his skin. Gently stroking the previous red spots on his skin to soothe them.

[ilovelosermen69]

That mfer johnny cage gets more bisexual with every game he's in

[hannuusan]

Bright guppys to brighten your day

[freyito]

ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ & ᴋᴇɴꜱʜɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴀʜᴀꜱʜɪ + ᴀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ-ꜱᴛᴀʀᴠᴇᴅ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

this ones super self-indulgent, simply cause im in a bit of a mood and i need comfort. so why not write little drabbles with my HUSBANDS!!!! sorry im still working on requests! my schedule is packed and thursdays are about the only days i get to myself, so im working on them, i swear!!!

for more context, there's a couple different ways people can be touch-starved and how people react. i know some people seek out touch actively, but im one of the people who has an aversion to it. that's why it's written like the reader doesn't quite enjoy it!

also, this was kind of inspired by Kocham Wolność by Chłopcy z Placu Broni

cw: male reader, just fluff really, bonus, proofread

-Johnny Cage

Johnny's flashy, touchy, and over-the-top. Of course he is, he has to be. With his status, he wants everyone to know exactly who you are and show you off. You're all his, and only his, and he needs every single one of his fans to know.

So when you shy away from his touch, dodge away from his hand, or even keep your distance the very first time, his heart shatters. He doesn't quite know how to handle it. But he doesn't go with the same approach. He doesn't give up, either.

He's a sucker for physical touch, and if he's denied it, he doesn't know what to do with his hands. He quite literally looks down at them and wonders what he can do.

His first thought is that you dislike him, actually. That you hate him. He has a deep-seated fear of rejection, and for his beloved to turn away from his warmth and love, it stings. He overthinks, and he reacts as such.

Johnny is a 50/50 with being logical. It depends where he is and what environment he is in. However, with love, where he is completely and utterly vulnerable, giving his all to his boyfriend, logic does not take place with his emotions. He does not think that you do not seek the touch he seeks, he craves.

But, before he can let that vile, horrid, agonizing feeling in the back of his throat take hold, there's slight reassurance. A soft gaze that mends his broken heart, if only for a moment. That's when he finally rationalizes.

You don't even need to tell him at that point, he silently understands. Besides, he has other ways he can show his love for you. Spoils you rotten, tells you all he loves about you. See, he can find ways to make up for the lack of physical touch!

Johnny makes sure to ask you before any physical encounter. He asks to hold your hand, asks to hug you, asks to hold you, asks everything. And each time you say yes, he has the biggest grin on his face.

One night, while you two were sitting on the hood of Johnny's car by some cliff,- like those stupid romantic scenes in movies- you lean over to Johnny and rest your head on his shoulder. Your arms are touching, his shoulder provides a comfortable pillow. You feel safe. Gazing at the very few stars scattered in the sky, the night sky's beauty stolen by the city below (and by you, Johnny says). Johnny's beaming. He's trying so hard not to show it, he's trying to act cool. But he can't. He's almost vibrating because of the butterflies in his stomach. He's proud of you, he's in love with you, and god, he's so happy. He leans his head on yours, and whisper all sorts of sweet things, 'I love you', 'You mean so much to me', 'You're the most beautiful man I know', and 'Thank you'.

-Kenshi Takahashi

Since Kenshi focuses on touch mainly in the relationship, he has to re-evaluate how he goes about this without touch. He doesn't start off with it, like Johnny does. But he slowly builds up to it. And when he tries to place a hand on your shoulder, feeling you completely dodge him almost feels humbling.

He's at a loss. But unlike Johnny, his first thought is the right one. Perhaps you aren't ready, you aren't comfortable. And that's okay. He's going to think of different ways to seek out your affection, even though physical touch is the only way he really understands love.

But, he also understands. He knows what it's like to dislike touch, after years of hollow touch and forced affection. And he understands if you just don't trust him enough, he's empathetic.

He'll wait for you, however long it takes. He isn't afraid to admit it's a bit disheartening, but he understands and he loves you and he will always wait for you. He still cherishes your time together, and it isn't spoiled one bit. Besides, he can tell you just how much he adores you. He doesn't have to rely on touch every time.

Like Johnny, he will always ask. But he does prefer that you make the first move, at that point. Any little touch, he also cherishes. Even if it's your hand accidentally brushing against his while walking. You always catch a small smile from him when that happens.

He's happy as is, really. The lack of physical touch doesn't take away anything from the relationship or from you. Simply basking in your presence is enough for you. He adores you, and he knows you're his as much as he's yours. That understanding is really the only thing he craves in the relationship.

He relishes in every little touch you give him, however. Simply holding hands is the most intimate thing to him. He isn't big on PDA, but he loves holding your hand anywhere in public. Even if Sento offers slight guidance to him, he loves knowing you're there to guide him.

The night you finally initiated contact, he fell deeper in love with you. It was quiet, alone, still. In your room, you lay next to him, simply enjoying the pleasures of the mundane. You reach for his hand, and gently trace the ink on his hands. He's calm, collected, but inside burns a fire so bright, that you can feel his body temperature rise. He slowly turns his hand, opening his palm to you. For a moment, your fingers linger, tracing the creases in his hand, before finally intertwining your fingers with his. He turns his head to you, a soft and inviting small on his face. He breaks the silence, whispering an 'I love you, so much', before the silence lay over you two once more.

-Bonus! Johnny Cage AND Kenshi Takahashi

They both agree not to smother you and take their time with you and your comfort. Since most dates and activities will always center around all three of you, they're specifically gentle with you, and are rather hands off with both you and each other (as hard as that is for them).

Just because they are comfortable with each other and each other's touch, doesn't mean they are going to flaunt it. Kenshi believes the ideal is to slowly incorporate you into events. To suffocate you with the idea of touch is too much.

And they do just that. Johnny follows Kenshi's lead, really. Neither of them can live without your touch, and the idea of turning you away is a mutual fear.

When you found yourself between Kenshi and Johnny, simply "watching" a movie from Johnny Dearest, you ended up placing your head in Kenshi's lap, and your legs in Johnny's. You were tired, that was all. Just so happens you had the most comfortable men to lay on. Johnny gave Kenshi the most bewildered look, before realizing the man was still blind. But regardless, Kenshi almost shared the sentiment. However, Kenshi didn't waste his chance. He places his hand on your head, scratching at your scalp. While Johnny just revels in the fact that you've finally warmed up to them.

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[yanderestarangel]

★ STARBOY | JOHNNY CAGE X FTM READER ★

TW: afab anatomy, ftm reader, vaginal sex, sex without a condom, creampie, praise kink, slight degradation.

Sounds of low, hoarse moans, the light from buildings along the length of Hollywood's stone jungle entered the luxurious room of Cage's mansion.

You saw yourself riding his cock, your cunt gripping his thick, naked length, bodies working in a slow and passionate rhythm, constant and mutual, he moved his hips lightly with each movement of yours, Johnny grabbed your soft flesh, leaving light marks.

The smell of expensive wine and designer perfume that came from him entered your nose, making you more intoxicated at the moment, taking your hands to the muscles of his shoulder, slowly passing to the sides of his neck, damp and hot with sweat, reaching the back of his skin, running his fingers through the soft strands like a calm and sensual massage, his brown eyes penetrated yours, watching you with a face of satisfaction and lustful destruction, that gave you the gas to continue, he knew that, he did that on purpose, Johnny knew that you loved seeing his face contort with pleasure because of you, and he made sure to show you every reaction, every pure reaction of ecstasy that you gave him.

His moans were getting louder by the minute, you could feel your inner walls squeeze his fat cock tightly, but you didn't want to cum, not now.

Johnny knew you were close to cumming, he knew the tightness of your pussy for months, years, time was relative at that moment, drunk on you and for you, only your body did that to him

"-Continue... You're doing so well... Please baby." -Johnny spoke hoarsely and needily, needy for you, he needed you, he wanted to cum, he needed to show you that you were his star. No one shone brighter in the starry sky of Johnny Cage's life and heart than you, in fact, at that moment, who was there was not Johnny Cage the movie star, but John Calton, the man in love with you, the man who would kiss the ground you walk on.

Your hips moved faster, the sound of skin against skin as Johnny thrust into you, helping you enter the sweet spot inside your pussy was so damn good.

Johnny saw a single tear fall from your beautiful face, you were so overstimulated, it was beautiful to see, you were beautiful, you were the most beautiful thing in his life, the luxury around his mansion was insignificant compared to you.

He wiped away your tears, and then kissed you, tongues fighting for control even though they didn't even have control of themselves, as he pushed deeper grabbing the sides of your ass, his head spun with the pleasure of your wet pussy wrapped around his cock him as well as if you were tailor-made for him, perhaps, you were.

"-I just want to see you shine because I know you are a star, baby..." -Johnny also said, shedding some tears, pushing deeper into your pussy, connected by flesh but also by the dance of your hearts.

"-Oh, you've been such a good boy for me, taking my cock like a champ. Look at you, so beautifully submissive, so eager to please. Your pussy feels so tight around me, so wet and welcoming. Don't you You can imagine how much it turns me on to see you spread out before me, submitting to my every desire." -Johnny's voice oozes with lust and dominance as he continues to ravage your trembling body, his grip on your neck adding a thrilling touch to the pleasure.

"-That's it, my little slut. Take every inch of me. I want to feel you milking me, your pussy clenching around me, desperate for more. You're so wet for me, aren't you? Admit it, tell me how much you You need my cock inside you." -He punctuates his words with powerful thrusts, his hips colliding with yours in a rhythm that brings you both closer to the edge.

"-Look at those tits bouncing, begging to be fucked. You're a naughty little slut, and I love it. You're mine to use, to fuck, to make scream. Your pleasure belongs to me, and I will win. Don't stop until I have claimed until the last moan of those beautiful lips of yours..." -Johnny's voice is hoarse with desire as he continues to move inside you, his eyes fixed on yours, filled with a mixture of adoration and lust.

"-Yes, darling, you are my star. You are the only one who lights up my world. Your beauty, your passion, everything surpasses anything else. You are enough, more than enough for me. I want you to feel that, believe it deep down in your core." -He continues to move inside you, each thrust into your pussy fueled by a desire to show how much you mean to him.

"-Yes, you're my dirty little star. So eager to please, so hungry for my cock. I can't get enough of you. Your pussy is so tight, so wet for me. You're making me lose control, boy. But don't worry, I'll take care of you. I'll make sure you shine brighter than any star in the sky." -He runs his fingers across your skin, leaving a trail of fire.

"-Fuck, you're doing so well, my star. I'm going to fuck you until you're a quivering mess, completely destroyed by pleasure. Your moans, your screams, are like a symphony to my ears. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I saw it and I'm not going to stop." -With one final thrust, Johnny pushes you to the limit, cumming inside your pussy, jets hitting your uterus, your body shaking with ecstasy as you succumb to the pleasure, to his touch, you were his and never and no one would change That, after all, he was your star boy and you were his star.

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[bisexualcage]

Stunt Work | Johnny Cage x Trans Male

Pairing: Johnny Cage x Male Reader (trans male/masc)

Summary: you’re a stunt double working on one of Johnny’s films, he’s annoying to work with and you think you both mutually hate each other…at least you thought.

Warnings: NSWF! 🔞 MDNI!!, mentions of afab anatomy, there’s almost no plot but I tried my best so it’s a little layered.

Word Count: 3.2k

A/C: I didn’t really proof read this a whole lot, so ignore any errors pls <3

Part 2 here <-

“Alright, Cage, you gotta commit to it man stop flaking— grab his shoulder, flip him over and leg lock.” The director instructed Johnny who was shirtless, sweating and in an overall fussy mood because he couldn’t for some reason commit to performing the stunt on you all the way.

“Hop off my sack, man. I’m trying.” Johnny breathed heavily.

“If I may-“ you tried to put in a word of advice but it was quickly shut down.

“Listen, G.I Joe, zip it-“ Johnny barked, all cocky.

“You both been acting like cats and dogs all day, cut it out!” He yelled and then turned to Johnny, “What’s gotten in to you? You’re literally a martial artist, an actor, and you keep stopping at a simple leg lock?” The director whispered at him, patting his back.

The director not reprimanding his shitty behavior and only talking about his stunt block made you scoff loudly.

Johnny gave you a brief look before looking away and shaking his head, “I know I am, I’m the best there is— I’m Johnny Cage for god’s sake.”

“That’s the spirit! Now, another take! We’re gonna get this!” The director yelled.

You rolled your eyes and got to position, as well as Johnny getting in to fighting stance in front of you.

“Action!”

Johnny started throwing his moves at you, you dodged them successfully and then the sequence he struggled was next. He grabbed your shoulder, flipping you over on to the padded floor harshly which made you groan, and then finally performing the leg lock on you— extending your leg between his thighs on the floor as you grunted. You thought he finally got the move down until you felt something firm against your thigh as he kept it in a hold. You hesitantly look down and notice that between his legs was a rock hard erection making you go completely still and your eyes widen. Of course, he noticed your reaction and he immediately let you go and stood up with an embarrassed look on his face. A blush covering his cheeks as his shades hid part of his face.

“Way to go, Johnny! That’s my boy!” The director yelled.

You got up from the padded floor and cleared your throat, a heat coming from your neck. Not really looking at him as you were ready to run off set to your trailer.

“Are we done?” You look at the director and ignore Johnny’s flushed face.

“Yes yes, go ahead and take your breaks.” He patted an immovable Johnny’s back.

Without even a second thought you rushed to your trailer, a bunch of feelings and thoughts flooding your head. You were confused as to why you felt an attraction to the asshole, you were supposed to hate his guts, right? But now, since it’s pretty obvious he didn’t wanna do a leg lock all day was because he didn’t wanna reveal the rock hard boner he got in that position with you it made any rationality of in your head vanish.

An hour passed since you were trying to relax in your trailer, that is until you heard a few firm knocks on your door making you jolt and walk to it.

“Listen, if the stunt needs more rehearsing I might shoot myself-“ your words caught at the back of your throat as you saw a showered Johnny in front of you with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression.

“Easy, G.I Joe. It’s me.” He grinned at you.

“No- we ain’t doing this shit. You cannot just knock on my door with a smile and expect me to forget how much of an insufferable dick you’ve been.” You went to close the door on his face but he shoved his foot in and firmly moved his way in.

“What the-“

“Unclench your ass, I just need to talk.” He walked in with his hands in his pockets, he was wearing slacks and a navy blue dress shirt with his usual shades.

You slam the door closed as you turn around and near him, “The only reason why I’m letting you in is because I need this damn job— I would have kicked your ass by now.”

Johnny smirked, completely not phased by your red angry face, taking his shades off and looking in to your eyes with his big brown warm eyes. “Listen, I know I was a bit of a dick but I like you despite our quarrels on set. It’s an eat dog eat dog world out there, baby.”

You scoff loudly, “Baby?”, a redness in your face.

Johnny walked around your trailer, looking at your room and decorations on the walls. “Never had anyone call you pet names huh, stud?”

You shake your head and follow behind him, “Forget that. Why the hell did you have a boner when you did a leg lock on me?”

His cocky smile suddenly falters as he turns around to meet your eyes, his face uneasy. “That’s what I came to chitchat about. I’d appreciate if you didn’t go around to gossip about that. It wouldn’t be good press.”

You laugh dryly, “So you didn’t come to explain yourself but rather save your ass?”

Johnny rolled his eyes, “I’m a star, I don’t need any bs like that getting out there you understand? Plus, do you honestly think I could have controlled what happened?”

You shake your head, “That’s not the point. You know how many accidental boners I’ve experienced while doing stunt work? There’s friction when doing stunts it happens, it nothing perverted, But all of the actors I’ve worked with have apologized, just out of decency.”

Johnny actually stayed quiet, pondering on what to say, “I’m…I apologize. You know, I don’t usually apologize— I’ve been so out of it today and you being around just messed with my focus.”

You approach him more, “You’re blaming me for not being able to perform a stunt? I was distracting you?” You say bitterly.

“I’m not blaming you. Only explaining. I- I didn’t want to do the stunt all the way because I knew the second I got you on that leg lock…you’d feel it.” He looks away, a hint of vulnerability for the first time all day.

You sit down on a chair, taking a deep breath, “It wasn’t the friction.” He continued, looking at you with a certain emotion that you couldn’t quite tell what it was.

“What-“

“It was you. Moment you walked on set.” He played with the rings on his fingers, a more serious look on his face.

There was a warmth that overtook your body, a shock. “But-“ you were cut off.

“Just let me get this out alright, G.I Joe? I know what it looks like; ‘Johnny Cage getting a boner over another guy’, it’s not ideal for my image. It’s not ideal for Hollywood if it got out that their poster boy for masculinity, heterosexuality and womanizing was…not necessarily that all along.” He swallowed deeply now, sitting down next to you and looking away.

“…I guess you’re more layered than I thought. A dick with shades of gray.” You say, trying to be somewhat lighthearted at the rather shocking truth.

Johnny chuckled softly playing with his hands, “I am a dick sometimes, that I don’t deny. But the truth is, most of what people see is a facade— As most publicity of actors in hollywood is. I was raised in to this industry to fit a certain mold and you do it long enough you sort of become that regardless…” he trailed off, now looking at you, “As corny as it is, I haven’t felt a more genuine attraction in years.”

You blush, taking a deep breath, “So, have you always liked guys? Or is this something…new?”

Johnny thinks deeply, “Always. I get with anyone really. I’m an actor, of course I’ve gotten with dudes.” He grins at you, a hopeful look in his eyes that urged you to elaborate on your own thoughts.

“I guess we finally found some type of common ground Hollywood, I’m pretty…fruity.” You cheese.

“You are..?” His brown eyes turned to a dark color suddenly, a sort of hungry expression in his face. “And you…fancy me also, right? I see it in your face…”

You take a deep breath, “Careful with the ego but yes.” You chuckle, “Think I was…quite mad that your little slip up on set didn’t turn me off.”

Suddenly you feel his hand on your knee, his thumb grazing over your pants, “Come on then stud…we both want it.” He says in a deep husky voice.

A shiver runs down you leg, “Isn’t it unprofessional to get involved with- with coworkers?”

He chuckles, “Oh sweetie, unprofessional is my middle name.”, he glided his hand up your thigh now, studying your every expression as he did.

“Good point…” you breathe faster, a warm feeling festering in your lower abdomen.

“Shhh…shhh.” He whispered, “Let me just…I’ve been harboring a boner all day because of you, we’re doing this…” he trailed off, his hand now reaches the button on your jeans undoing it.

“Wait I-“ you stand up in a slight panic, “There’s something I gotta say before we proceed…”

Johnny raised an eyebrow at you, confused and stands up with you, studying your face.

You start pacing around, “I’m trans. A trans guy. I just wanted to say something before we-“

Johnny chuckled softly, a relief on his face, “Sweetheart, I thought you were gonna tell me something horrific.” He touches his chest, “Don’t worry about it, stud.”

Your face turns amused, “Are- are you sure you know what I’m saying?”

Johnny approaches you now, rubbing the back of your neck with his warm hand, “You’re a trans man, I understand. But a man nonetheless.”

You grow goosebumps as he touches you, “That doesn’t bothe-“

“It doesn’t, This is Hollywood baby, you know how many different folks I’ve gotten down with? I got you.” He now made his hand trail down your chest, rubbing it passionately.

Your breath hitches and you become warm all over, his hand then trails down your abdomen to under pants, his hand reaching the waistline of your briefs. Pulling you close against his chest with his free hand, “Now, come here, be a good boy…” he kisses your lips for the first time firmly, all warm and wet.

You sync your lips with his and hum against his mouth, a groan leaving his throat the deeper he went. Sliding his hand in your briefs now, rubbing your crotch up and down making you moan against his mouth.

“Fuck…” you hiss, making a grin form on his lips.

Johnny then suddenly slips his hand out and starts undoing your pants, but before he pulls them down he looks in your eyes for approval. When he sees that you nod with a gulp he immediately pulls then down to your knees leaving you in your briefs, “Don’t worry, honey…” he whispers as he cups your jaw and kisses you on the cheek. He pulls back while gently guiding you to the couch, your back against it as he finishes pulling your pants off. There was a primal look in his eyes as he crawled between your legs and was on top of you, his chest laying against yours as he leaned in and kissed your neck desperately.

“Shit-“ your breath wavers, your skin hotter than the sun.

“Mmm- taste so good-“ you heard a groan leave the back of his throat, he then trailed his hands down to your hips and gripped them tightly. “You okay? You ready?” He looked in to your eyes for any hesitation— as cocky as he was you saw an undeniable softness in them now. A want to please, a want to do something for someone. The way his eyebrows quirked up slightly waiting for your answer, like a kid looking for some sort of validation. For someone to tell him yes and that he’s doing well. It made you reconsider everything you knew about him so far. Maybe he was just a man desperately trying to look for connection in an otherwise soulless industry that broke people. He wanted connection, he craved it— he wanted realness with someone.

You nod, rubbing his sides tenderly. He closed his eyes briefly at that, sighing deeply with a small smile on his lips. Then, he reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his shirt, immediately going to unbuckle his belt and his pants. At a point, you saw he was struggling to get them off, maybe it was nerves, maybe it was frustration, so you sat up sightly between his legs and reached up gently to his belt undoing it with ease. You later unbuttoned his pants as well, but giving him space to take off his pants on his own. Johnny stayed completely quiet when you did that small act for him, observing you with a want that grew tenfold but with a side of that softness he emitted no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Big brown eyes like chocolate itself.

You chuckle up at him, “What, Hollywood?”

The actor snapped out of it, shaking his head, sliding his pants down and throwing them to the floor with the other clothes. “God, I wanna fuck you.” He said bluntly, taking his boxers off now, his dick in full view and without any hesitation going back between your legs, touching the hem of your briefs with his fingertips and with a sudden halt.

“Johnny, it’s okay…” you look down at him with a shy yet flushed face.

Johnny nodded, a grin back on his face as he used both of his hands to slide your briefs off— your heart accelerating at how slow he was going. He finally slid them down your legs and immediately his vision went your throbbing pussy— like an inevitable reaction. The actor licked his lips as he positioned his thighs and hips accurately, leaning over you. He looked in to your eyes as you felt his burning cock hitting your inner thigh, teasing your entrance.

“Hnnngh-“ you groaned, almost desperate now as you moved your hips against him, a trickle of sweat down your temple.

Johnny let out a chuckle as he placed his finger below your chin to look at him, “I ain’t even in yet handsome…take a breather.”

“Don’t tell me what to do you ass.” You chuckle and playfully slap his shoulder.

Johnny smirked at your behavior, reaching down between his legs and grasping his length that was oozing with precum already. Positioned it at your core and carefully slid past your folds with his hips— carefully studying your face as he laid down over you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“Ahh-“ you moaned softly, digging your fingers in to his lower back…trying to push him faster inside.

“Easy…easy….” He said with reassurance, his mouth agape as he finally made it all the way in making him grunt as he felt your walls clenching around his cock.

Johnny then took no time nuzzle in to your neck as he pulled his hips back slightly and then rammed in to you with no warning, making you let out an earth shattering groan against his ear. His arms locking around your waist tightly now as he held you against him like you were air itself and he’d die without it. There was a slight tremble to his body the more he rammed in to you.

“Jesus- fuck-“ your eyes grew a bit watery as you cursed, a coil already tightening in your lower abdomen while you tried to gain your breath.

“Oh- Wrong J name, baby-” He moaned with a bit humor beneath, peppering your neck and jawline with kisses as his buckling against your wet tight pussy became more frequent.

It was a cumulation of moans, groans, curses and senseless phrases between you both. You noticed his face was flushed, his cheeks pink as he pulled back a bit to study your face. “That feel good, sweetheart? That feel- Fuck-“ he whimpered, and it was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. “Answer…” he continued, with a stern tone now.

Your chest heaved faster as he picked up his speed, “y- yes, god- so good-“, your hands gripping his lower back more as he pushed in and out of you.

“You’re gonna take it like a good boy- mmm, sweetheart-“ He groaned as he grabbed your hips now more harshly, you could tell he was close as well the way he became more direct and possessive. A constant harsh rhythm was formed by his hips, his dick reaching in to the deepest depths inside as he hit your g spot over and over with no mercy. With no breaks or signs of stopping, you whined loudly and shook— feeling your height coming.

A the coil inside you soon snapped, making you whimper as you reached your climax— coming all around his swollen length. Johnny leaned in to your neck, moaning against it as he came right after you— his warm come filling you up to the brim.

“Fuck- fuckkkkk-“ he groaned as he bit down on your neck and then licked alongside your jaw.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you held him close as you tried to come down from the electricity that was currently running through you both. Johnny then reciprocated… sighing loudly, still inside you and wrapping his toned arms around your waist not caring how sticky and sweaty you both were against each other. He was content of sorts, a small smile playing on his lips, closing his eyes against your chest as he listened to your quick heart.

“You okay, Hollywood?” You rub his back tiredly.

Johnny chuckled lowly, “I feel like a million bucks, baby.” He leaned in and took a long sniff of your neck, “I love how smell-“

“That’s sweat, don’t patronize me-“ you laugh, your face red and full of embarrassment as you realized he hasn’t made any attempt of moving out of you.

“Oh shush— you have a musk. You might get me addicted, sweetheart.” He rubbed your sides now, his hair sticking in all directions.

You snort loudly now, rolling your eyes at his charming yet annoying behavior, “Okay fancy pants, can you pull out of me? I need to pee, I don’t want a UTI!”

His eyes widen at the realization and he carefully pulls out, “Oh- oh I apologize, stud. Next time I’ll remember-”, the actor says apologetically and stands up with a slight tiredness, carefully helping you up as you wince.

“You’re getting pegged next time that’s what.” You say humorously with a grin as you walked to the bathroom in your trailer and he walked behind you like a lost puppy.

“Oooh, challenge accepted, G.I Joe!”

[randomfanboi]

So I know I’m writing Twilight stuff rn and I’m also planning somethings for Teen Wolf

But Mortal Kombat 1 👀…

Johnny… and Kenshi

I WANNA RIDE!

[aeragan]

[anon: Hi can you write an Alphabet head cannon for Johnny cage and male reader?] i assume you mean an nsfw alphabet? i cannot find any other alphabet, so i apologize if i got it wrong T_T.

startin off strong with THE johnny cage. john john. yeah. that guy.

cw: nsfw, mxm, bodyworship, little bit of praise, edging, johnny fuckin' cage, baby. proofread MINORS DNI

ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ || ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Johnny's actually like a golden retriever. As much as he likes to show off,- and that doesn't mean he won't in bed either- he has a very tender side. Afterwards, he refuses to let you leave his arms. Need your clothes? Nope, he'll get them. As long as you hold his hand. Need a bath? He's carrying you to it. Maybe a little snack? Some water? Dragging you along for the adventure. And after all that, he'll tuck you both in, hold you reaaallll close, and whisper sweet nothings until either you or him are asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Johnny's favorite body part? God, what isn't to love about him? It's so hard to choose! Just kidding. It's his biceps and his pecs. He's proud of 'em. Makes him feel all big and strong, means you can't run away like Sonya did. Though, he still loves every part of his body equally. Let's not forget about his little friend down there.

On you, it has to be your thighs. Or maybe your hands? God, he can't choose. Everything about you is perfection to him. No, no, it's definitely your stomach! Wait... no. It's your face. Nah, that doesn't do you justice. It's everything. Genuinely. He can't choose. Don't ask him to.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's more than fine cumming anywhere. Inside? Gladly. On your thigh? Fuck yes. Stomach? Sign him up. It's like an autograph to him, as long as he gets to "sign" you, he's happy as hell.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He's dominant, yes. He likes being the star of the show. But he will let you top him here and there. His dirty secret? Just how much he yearns to moan your name. Yell it, let him know who he belongs to. But he won't admit it. His pride can't take that hit. Not yet.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

God, what doesn't he know? He's an actor, baby. He's THE Cage. He's had more than his fair share of experience. He knows your body almost more than you do, exactly where to touch to illicit a reaction from you, just the right spots to hit, and those sweet sweet words that turn you on instantly.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He love love loves cowgirl- or shall we call it cowboy? Not reverse, though. He needs to see your face. Has to. Non-negotiable. He likes to get his hands all over you, and he loves to see your pleasure. How else is he supposed to know that he's making you feel so damn good? Not that he isn't, god he knows, but just a reassurance.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

You're asking if Johnny Fuckin' Cage is serious? No. Hell no. He's crackin' jokes, but mainly he's praising himself. Not that he isn't praising you, either. But You hear a lot of "How's li'l Johnny treatin' ya?", in a way, it's kind of sexy. In a very CAGE-y way, at least.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's got some body hair. Mainly, a happy trail, complimented by his V-Line. A little arm hair, but he keeps his chest clean. Pubic hair wise, he's got a little. Keeps himself trimmed, but still keeps some down there. Compliments his dick, that's what it does.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

God, he's so sweet it'll make your teeth hurt. Amongst his little ego-boosting, he swings praises your way. All honeyed, yet truthful nonetheless. His touch has always been full of longing, more so than lust. Everything he says is true. You know that. Regardless, he's gonna drill that into you. And drill into you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He jacks off quite frequently. Though, he will always, always prefer you. Being in you, your hand, your mouth. But with his sex drive, he jacks off at least once a week, and if you aren't around, 7 days a week, baby. Always thinkin' of you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Body worship. Through and through. He fuckin' loves it when you're all over him, gliding your hands from his collarbone to his waist, tracing his V-line, his abs, his tattoos, all with such love and yearning. Taking almost 30 minutes to explore each others bodies before anything goes in anywhere is always a pre-requisite.

He also LOVES edging. You, specifically. He's an asshole that way. Listening to you beg, whimper, cry to release. To cum allll over you and him. Fuck, does that get him going. He's almost let you just cum each and every time. One of these days, he's gonna break.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere, baby. Anywhere, anytime. He is always down. Shower sex? Yes. Quickie in a restroom somewhere? As long as it's as clean as a Bucca Di Beppo bathroom, yes. Speaking of, god, if he could fuck you in a Bucca Di Beppo, he so would. Now THAT'S fine dinin'.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You, always you. But specifically when you're fighting anyone. Not him, of course, shit, he's terrified of you. But all determined like that, nose bloody, knuckles bloodied, bruised. God, you are just SEETHING with sexual energy. And damn, he's going to fuck you after you win. However you like, baby.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that'll hurt you. Hard no for him. He refuses to do anything of the sort. He can't hurt that pretty little body of yours, can he? No, no he can't. That is a cardinal sin, baby. He can't even fight you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Oh, he loves giving. And he doesn't mind receiving. But fuck, he loves watching you squirm, gripping the sheets, and running your hands through his hair as he goes down on you. And he loves how you reward him after, it's like dessert.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He can go however fast you like, baby. You feelin' like enjoying the night, all romantic and sensual? Absolutely, anything for you. He will make the first round last for an hour. Feelin' especially frisky and want to scream his name all night (and all day, if your stamina so permits it)? Fuck. Yes. Say no more.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'll do 'em. He aint afraid. Especially if you two only have time for that. He'll make sure your both satisfied and have both came. At least twice. But he does prefer having the full experience. He likes having you anytime, though.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Always, and forever, babe. He'll try everything at least once. He's fucked you in the most scandalous places before, too. One time, he was fairly sure Liu Kang was watching. That's why he fucked ya then and there.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Hours, day and night. Ride him like a horse. He'll wear that cowboy hat for ya, too. At least, that's what he said. The longest you've two have lasted was from 12am-4am. With breaks. But he sure didn't seem winded. Not in the slightest.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

So. Fucking. Many. For you, for him, for both of you. He loves watching you pleasure yourself with his toys. And vice versa. He loves torturing you with em, too. Watching you nearly tap out and lean up against him cause you couldn't hold yourself up while he was fuckin' ya senseless and using a remote-control cockring. He also LOVES his sybian. Both of you grinding up, little bit of frotting, knowing you feel just as good as he does. Fuck, it makes him hard at the thought.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he's a fucking dickhead. As mentioned, he LOVES to edge you. How weak you are against him, yet knowing you want more, knowing you love it. He could do it all night baby. Make sure you got good impulse control. He won't hold back.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's LOUD, baby, real loud. He wants you to know how good you make him feel. And he wants to praise you. How good you are, taking his dick. Like a champ. He'll moan, and grunt, and growl. All in your ear, too. He knows you like it. A little bit of breath play, for a good boy.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The amount of sex tapes in his phone is INSANE. But he won't post em, not if you don't want it. He knows his adoring fans would love it, and he'd LOVE to show off his boy to all of em. He gets off watchin' 'em, too. Are you surprised?

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's a biiiig boy. Took you a bit to get used to him. He's a shower, though. He's about 6.7" in length, and 1.9" wide. Leans slightly to the left. Circumsized.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He's gotta fuck ya at least once a day. His sex drive is through the roof, I mean. He's Johnny Cage. If he doesn't get his dick wet once a day, who is he?

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Yeah, he's tired as shit afterwards, but until you have been cleaned up, drank, and ate if you needed to, then he's out. He refuses to fall asleep beforehand. And normally, he has to make sure you fell asleep first.

[spicyspiders]

I desperately need a pt2 to Casting Couch

Part one.

Johnny makes his way between your legs after he pushes you down onto his couch. Sadly, you aren’t able to take in how comfortable the seat is with how your attention gets drawn right back to him.

“I won’t be as good as you were,” Johnny says as he runs his hands up and down your clothed thighs, “but I want to try,” he says, pulling his eyes up to meet yours.

“Want me to grab the phone?” You ask down at Johnny and send him a breathy laugh.

Johnny’s fingers pause for a moment from opening your pants, a look of excited realization in his brown eyes, “I could charge a boatload for it too,” he says before resuming what he was doing.

“Should I-” you try to shift over to grab the phone, but two strong hands hold you down.

“Don’t move,” Johnny commands, “besides, I need to practice first, don’t I?” He says, sending a wink your way.

Your heart is in your throat, the rest of your body full of apprehension as Johnny gets your pants and underwear down. Johnny eyes your cock with his dark eyes, it gives a twitch when Johnny licks his lips and your eyes watch the movement.

“Have you done this before?” You ask. One of your hands stays beside your leg, and the other hovers in the air, right above Johnny’s head.

“No,” Johnny breathes, his warm breath hitting your cock.

“Well,” you say, feeling slightly awkward, “take your time?” You immediately cringe internally over your choice of words.

Luckily, Johnny doesn’t let you dwell over the words as he lets out a soft chuckle before he licks over the head of your cock.

Your head falls back onto the couch as all of the nervousness you felt went down your body. Your legs went stiff but they relaxed once Johnny ran his hands back down your legs.

“You okay?” Johnny asks.

You keep your eyes on the ceiling, too afraid that you would come just by looking down at Johnny’s mouth on your cock, “yeah,” you respond breathily.

In the few moments of silence that pass after your response, you feel Johnny’s breath on the head of your wet cock before he takes it back in and goes deeper. Your thighs shake under Johnny’s hands as he takes you in deep enough that he can lick around the head of your cock. The feel of his wet tongue licking around the sensitive glands on the head of your cock makes you moan, the sound getting lost in the large expanse of Johnny’s home.

Johnny pulls back to spit in his hand and then wraps his wet fingers around the base of your cock. Your hips push up into his hand as he gives a few strokes to your cock to get it wet, and you pull your head back up to watch him.

You let out a light moan when his fingers brush the head of your cock to mix in the precome that leaks down. You watch Johnny’s eyes as they track another pearl of precome as it falls from the slit of your cock, and you let out a higher moan when the tip of Johnny’s tongue licks it up.

Your hand that was in the air makes its way into Johnny’s hair when he takes the head of your cock back into his mouth. He goes deeper than before, and when you feel another glob of precome leak out, it’s the lower part of Johnny’s tongue. Low enough that when Johnny swallows, the flutter of his throat pulls a groan deep from your chest.

You run your fingers through his soft brown hair as Johnny pulls back to go back down. He sets a slow pace, aided by his fingers at the base of your cock, stroking what he can’t get all the way into his throat. The mix of spit and precum makes his mouth glide over your cock, and spit that dribbles from the sides of his mouth only makes it easier.

Johnny breathes heavily through his nose as he picks up the pace and goes faster on your cock. You want to push deeper, to get more of his mouth around your cock, but his other hand goes right above your pubes to hold you down.

Still, you moan with the pleasure that you are given. You feel it build at the base of your cock, right where Johnny’s hand is wrapped tightly, and when the feeling makes its way up to the head, your orgasm washes over you.

“Johnny,” you try to give a warning, but the only thing that comes out is a moan of his name. You pull at the strands of hair in your fingers right as your cum shoots from your cock onto Johnny’s tongue.

Johnny moans around your cock when you pull at his hair, the vibrations rumbling through your pulsing cock, pulling more cum from the head. Johnny swallows the taste on his tongue, the wetness of his mouth fluttering around your cock as it begins to soften.

When you pull your hand free, Johnny’s hair is a mess, strands of it pointing in different directions. “Sorry,” you say, your voice rough.

Johnny responds once he pulls off your cock and tucks you away once he has your pants pulled back up. “For what?” He asks, his voice rougher than yours.

“Your hair,” you respond, already trying to fix it back into place.

Johnny knocks your hand away before he plops down next to you on the couch, “even though it took me an hour to get it like this, I’ll let it slide.” He wraps an arm around you and lets out a long sigh.

You can’t help but notice the bulge in Johnny’s pants, especially with how he has his legs spread, but when Johnny lays his head down onto your shoulder, you don’t dare move.

“Are you tapped out?” You ask with a light chuckle.

Johnny lifts his head up and grabs one of your hands and places it onto his bulge, “not yet,” he responds, his lips brushing the shell of your ear.

[deniable-masterpiece]

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