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so-much-for-stardust6 · 6 months ago

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School Bathroom- John Frusciante

summary: your best friend adds your crush to your guys’ phone call and he hears you confess that you like him. you avoid him at school but he follows you into the bathroom.

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warnings: smut

a/n: y/b/f means your best friend 🫶 also something that isn’t wes borland!!

one of my favorite parts of school nights are the daily phone calls my best friend and i have to spill whatever gossip we heard.

“no fucking way?! the new girl kara?” i gasp.

today’s topic was how some football player was found cheating on his girlfriend with some new girl.

“yes way! in the girl’s locker room too! jenny’s friend found them, she said blake looked white as a ghost!” she laughs.

“did you hear jenny is gonna fight her tomorrow after school?”

“what no?”

“yeah, are you gonna go?”

“maybe.” i shrug.

i’m currently laying on my stomach with my feet in the air, eating some gummy candies.

“what if i told you that john is gonna be there, will that change your answer?”

“…maybe.” i felt my cheeks heat up.

she knows i have a fat crush on this kid in our grade named john. most of our gossip calls ended with me gushing on how good he looked at school.

“oh hold on, give me a second.” she suddenly says.

i hear the line go quiet, the background music she had on disappeared. i sat there eating my gummies as i wait for her return.

“okay i’m back.”

“where’d you go-“

“you need to make a move, y/n. time is running short, we’re graduating soon.” she says, cutting me off.

“if i could i would, y/b/n. but he is so out of my league.”

“you won’t know if you don’t try. i mean come on, imagine you two being the hottest couple in town! you’re both 18, you both drive AND he literally plays guitar in a band, i mean he’s the one.” she laughs.

“oh god, i know. i would honestly do anything to fuck him. just imagine how good he’d feel. ugh, why does he have to be so damn cute.” i whine out, flipping to lay on my back.

“i don’t know, why don’t you ask him?” i hear a smirk in her words.

“like at school? no way.”

“no, she means right now.” i suddenly hear a deep voice say.

my heart drops once i realize who it is. she fucking added john to the call?!

“y/b/n!” i shout before slamming my phone down.

at that point i was sitting up, breathing fast as my heart raced. he heard me say i’d fuck him. i was so dreading on going to school tomorrow.

~time skip to tomorrow~

i kept my head low and my pace quick as i walked into school. i went into the other entrance today to avoid john. obviously i knew his schedule so i also avoided the places he’d be at. it was finally lunch time and i went to find y/b/n. i see her sitting at our usual lunch table, munching on her food like nothing.

“i genuinely fucking hate you.” i say as i slam my backpack onto the table.

“hello to you too.” she smiles.

“you added john to the call?! are you insane?!” i whisper yell.

“he has to know sooner or later, y/n. it’ll eventually be too late to shoot your shot and then boom, you’ll never see him again.”

“i-i guess but i was not ready! he literally heard me say i’d fuck him, i’m so fucking embarrassed.” i shove my face into my hands.

“well eat up and be embarrassed, we don’t get much time for lunch.”

i mimic her as i take out my lunch. we sat there chatting about what happened in our class and whatnot. once i was done eating, i realized i had sauce all over my hands. i grimace at the sight and excused myself to the bathroom. i decided to go to the bathroom that was far from where john would be, the one basically no one goes to. i push it open with my elbows and immediately go to the sink. it was surprisingly clean in here but like i said, people rarely come in here. all of a sudden i had the urge to pee. i groan in annoyance as i rush into the stall and do my business. i heard the door creak open but i think nothing of it. i finish up my business and head back to the sink to wash my hands. i was looking down at my hands as i wash them so i didn’t notice the person approach me from behind.

“have you been avoiding me?” the person spoke out.

i scream out and jump, turning around quickly to come face to face with the person. i swore my heart stopped once i recognize who it was.

“j-john? why are you in here? i-“

“are you?” he pushes his question again.

i gulp and avoid his gaze, awkwardly shifting my feet.

“i don’t know why y/b/n did that, i’m so sorry.”

“sorry for what, baby?” the nickname made my stomach flip.

“for-for saying i’d fuck you..”

“what would you wanna do to me?” his voice goes low.

he steps closer to me and i squeeze my thighs shut at the rising feeling between them. he leans over me, hands on the counter on either side of me.

“what?” i breathe out, not wanting to believe this is happening.

“what do you think of when you imagine us fucking? i know you do.” he cautiously placed his hands on my hips.

he looks down at them, his eyes looking back up at me to see if his touch is okay. i softly bite my lip and slightly nod, a smile plastered on his face.

“i think of me and you, in my bed, making out. i’m slowly grinding against you and your strong hands are feeling my body. i imagine when we fuck you’re stretching me out so good that i’m crying your name. is that what you wanna know?” all awkwardness left my body as i stare up at him.

i heard him softly groan at my words, lower body moving closer to me.

“i’ve been waiting for you to say something. this entire year i’ve had my eyes on you, i want you as much as you want me. i want you to be mine, y/n. be mine..” he was now leaning down to my ear, his hot breath fanning against it.

“fuck-i’m all yours john..” i tilt my head to the side and whine out.

we stood there, breathing heavily in one another’s presence.

“john?”

“yes?”

“i need you. now..” i nearly whine out.

his head snaps up to look me in the eyes.

“are you serious?”

“dead.”

he didn’t hesitate to smash his lips to mine. it was rough and our teeth clashed. he shoved me onto the sink counter and stood between my legs. my hands were in his hair and on his face, gripping and pushing him closer to me. i slowly felt his fingers move their way towards the button of my pants, hesitantly tugging it.

“can i?” he mumbled onto my lips.

i only nodded, not having enough strength to speak. his fingers trembled as he slowly unbuttoned them, dipping his hand inside. my stomach twisted and turned as he went deeper inside my pants to the one spot i need him at.

i buckled up my hips as a pathetic way to add friction. he listened to my body language and connected his fingertips with my clit. he slowly rubbed me, dipping his fingers into my core to collect my juices.

“you’re so fucking wet for me..” he moans onto my lips.

he pulls away from the kiss for a second to focus on my pants, grabbing the hem of them to start pulling them down. i cooperated with him and helped him shove them down to my ankles. his brain became cloudy when he saw the wet spot on my underwear, knowing he did that to me. he pushed my underwear to the side and he immediately felt his dick get hard. he intensely watched as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. one hand grabbed onto the arm of the hand that was fingering me while the other gripped the counter. i had my head thrown back, eyes shut and eyebrows furrowed. soft little moans escaped my swollen lips and echoed in the empty bathroom.

he held back from kissing my neck because he knew he’d end up marking me. he brought his free hand up to my neck and lightly squeezed. that provoked me to moan louder as he pumped faster. i knew he was a guitarist but i was still shocked at how good he was. i probably sounded and looked so pathetic as he fingered me. i was a mess for him and rightfully so. my brain was all over the place trying to process all the pleasure i’m feeling and all the emotions with the fact that he likes me back. i’ve actually never really seen him play guitar but from this i can tell he’s damn good at it. his fingers were long and slender so he was able to perfectly hit my g-spot. i trembled as he did, the pleasure becoming too much to handle. my stomach tightened with pleasure and i moaned out his name.

“you close?” he hums.

“mhm..” i whine out.

my grip on his arm becomes tighter as i feel myself getting closer.

he lets go of my neck and bends down to be face to face with my core. without any warning, he began lapping up my juices. i cry out as i grab onto his hair, riding myself against his face. i immediately cum all over his face, forcing his head closer to me. he pulls away with a goofy grin on his face, which was covered in my wetness.

“you taste so fucking good..” he mumbles out before dipping his head back down.

he laps at me again, quite literally slurping me up, the noise echoing in the bathroom. as i was reaching my second orgasm he pulled away, licking his lips.

“let me clean you up, baby.” he got up and walked to a stall to grab some toilet paper.

i quickly noticed the very prominent boner pressing against the fabric of his pants. an idea popped into my head and i had to act quick on it. i jump off the counter and shove my pants back up and rushed to the stall he was in. he was about to walk out but i shoved him back inside and locked the door.

“y/n? what are you-“ he cut himself off when i palmed him.

“you’re hard. you need to relieve yourself, johnny. can i help?”

“fuck..yes please..” he buckled his hips up towards me.

i didn’t waste anytime to pull his pants and boxers down, his dick springing free. i spat onto my hand and began pumping him. he dropped his head against the stall wall, his adam’s apple prominent. i knew we didn’t have much time left of lunch and y/b/n was probably looking for me so i put him in my mouth. i bobbed my head up and down at my own pace but he eventually grabbed onto my hair and face fucked me. i sat there, on my knees, as he fucked my face in a bathroom stall. my hands rested on his thighs, squeezing them a bit when it got hard to breathe. john’s actions came to a halt when we heard the door open and multiple voice boom out throughout the room. i was expecting us to call it quits and wait for them to leave but john started thrusting again. he went slower this time so i wouldn’t make any noises. he bit onto his bottom lip in order to keep himself quiet.

the girls who entered were most likely standing in front of the mirror since i heard them talking about fixing up stuff. i was hoping they wouldn’t see two different people in a stall in the mirror. and me being on my knees makes it very obvious to what is happening. i saw a little bit of john’s v cut causing me to slightly moan out and get wet again. he got a little more and more confident that the girls wouldn’t hear us so he went faster and harder, choking me whenever the tip would hit the back of my throat. tears welled up in my eyes and slipped down my cheeks but i didn’t care, i actually kinda liked it. the tip of my nose kept hitting his skin, his dick now as far as it could go in my throat. he was struggling to hold in his moans, his hands getting restless. the girls inside giggled loudly before the sound of shoes got faint and the door closed. john immediately started moaning loudly, needing to release it all. the way he sounded was a blissful thing to hear. his hips stuttered a bit, his rhythm becoming messy.

“i-i’m cl-close…” he cried out.

i hummed around him to signal that i heard his words. his gripped my hair tighter when i did that, his orgasm literally right there. i hummed once more which sent him over the edge. he arched his back as he stopped his movements. hot spurts of his cum coated my throat. once he was done cumming, he pulled me off of him. i had tears stained all over my cheeks, my eyes bloodshot red. i opened my mouth to show him his cum that sat on my tongue before swallowing it.

“god, you’re so fucking hot.” he groaned out.

i chuckle at his words as i grab some toilet paper to clean him up. i discarded the paper into the toilet and flushed.

“maybe i should follow you into bathrooms more often.” he joked.

“or maybe you could be my boyfriend and we can do this whenever and wherever we want?” i slyly said, a certain look in my eyes.

“are you asking me out, y/n?” he teases.

“yes i am, unless you don’t want me to then i-“

he cut me off by softly kissing me this time.

it was sweet and slow, completely the opposite of how we kissed earlier. i smiled into the kiss, causing him to smile as well. he pulls away with a genuine smile on his face, cheeks slightly rosy.

“i’m taking that a yes?” i giggle.

“yes ma’am.”

i place one last kiss on his lips before exiting the stall.

“lunch is almost over so i should get back to y/b/n, she’s probably looking for me.”

“alright i’ll call you after school, okay?” he grabs onto my hands and looks down at me.

“but you don’t have my number?”

“y/b/n.” he chuckled.

“god damn that bitch.” i mutter.

john laughs once again before kissing my cheek.

“talk to you later, beautiful.” he lets go of my hands and slips out the door.

i stood there with a smile on my face, heart swelling with emotion. i left the bathroom and made my way back to y/b/n.

“where the fuck were you at? how long does it take to wash off your hands? lunch is literally almost over.” she complains.

“sorry, i got caught up with something.” i sit down, packing up my lunch.

“were you crying? what happened? who said something?” worry immediately flooding her eyes.

“no one said anything. i’ll tell you later tonight, okay?”

“okay…” she furrows her eyebrows before going back to her food.

“oh, you forgot to button your pants.” she points.

i mentally curse myself as i quickly button it. i look back at her but my focus immediately went behind her. john stood there with his friends, laughing about whatever. john’s eyes looked around and landed on mine, a smile was quick to form on his face. he waved to me which made me smile and wave back. she noticed me waving and turned around.

“you’re talking to john? what happened when you were gone..?” she eyed me.

thankfully the lunch bell rang, everyone started to walk to class.

“like i said, you’ll know later.” i wink at her before getting up and going to class.

“y/n?! what the fuck does that mean?!”

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aishnico · 1 year ago

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Can you do something fluffy/smutty with current john frusciante please :)

#𝙅𝙊𝙃𝙉 𝙁𝙍𝙐𝙎𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀: 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦

» summary: you wanted to surprise your husband on his birthday while he’s on tour

» word count: 3.1k

» warnings: fluff to smut [m! receive, unprotected sex, cowgirl, breeding, sub!johnny :)] mdni

» changes in canon event (their vive latino concert is on his birthday)

it was one and a half months since your husband had been gone on tour. he came back in the third week of october and went away again in the end middle of the second week of january. you were cheerful and grateful for that. but the time has come for him to go again.

you would call each other in the daytime, but mostly at night. talking about your days, your work and his tour, places they were visiting in the daytime, their silly little moments...

but you could tell that he'd already missed you like crazy. he was longing for you, so you did. sometimes, he couldn't sleep so you would sing him some country songs. he was cheerful about touring and playing to fans, but he was sad at the same time. he really wanted you by his side, especially on his birthday.

you would tell him that you couldn't even if you wanted. but you were wondering if you work your ass hard would your boss let you go for a couple of days? you did as you thought for the past month to catch her attention, and eventually, she did let you go for a few days.

you then planned a surprise for him in your head. thought about entering on stage in the middle of the tour before they started to sing one of their songs. the guys would support you with words. you smiled to yourself and then called anthony. he was surprised and cheerful at the same time. he told you that he was going to talk with flea and chad.

they all agreed on it and waited for your arrival in mexico. they wanted to greet you at the airport but you thought john was gonna be suspicious, you couldn't let him know this.

and finally, today was his birthday.

you bought him a white, printed baggy shirt which once you together saw but couldn't buy at that moment. but you knew he wanted this.

it was early morning, and you decided to call him. he didn't pick up in first time. you thought he was sleeping so you didn't call back. but after a couple of minutes, he called you back.

"good morning dear!" you cheered and heard his chuckle. "morning, angel."

"i wanted to celebrate your birthday. i hope i'm the first."

"sorry but, the guys rushed into my room in the middle of the night and..." he laughed.

"oh, that is so expected of them," you chuckled and continued.

"i wanted to say how much happy and grateful i am for having you in my life. not only having you in my life, i feel these things for your existence too. not only me, your family, the guys, and the entire world. we all love and appreciate you so much. you're so special and valuable to us. i love you, johnny, so so much you don't even know it. i really want to spend my entire life with you and grow old together. happy birthday!"

"aww, sweetheart! thank you for your sincere words. i feel the same way about you being in my life. i love all of this, doing something i'm so passionate about with the guys i love so much. and of course, i love you too, more than you'll ever know. i wish you were here right now." he cooed.

you smirked to yourself and changed your voice to sad. "yeah, but there's a night we still can spend. we can video call each other, cut a small cake, talk about our future expectations, sing soft songs... i don't think it's gonna be bad."

"everything's bad without you."

"come on john..." you rolled your eyes to yourself.

"alright, alright," you both heard someone else's loud voice from the door. "one second, baby." you then heard him get up from the bed. after a couple of seconds, he came back.

"sorry angel, i've gotta go. the guys wanna go around the city and we'll head to stadium next." he said with a sad voice. "it's okay, go travel around and play some good songs for me, pretty." you smirked.

"... pretty?" you swore he was blushing and smiling. you hummed. "am i lying?" he just chuckled and after that you said goodbye to each other and hung up the phone.

there were about an hour before their show. you and the guys decided to celebrate him after they finish soul to squeeze. you managed to meet with chad and he gave you a backstage pass. you wished each other good luck and he went his way. you called john for one last time, wishing him good luck. you then imagine his face once he sees you on stage.

the show has started. you entered the backstage with a vanilla cake with strawberries on it you bought around the city and started to wait for your turn. you knew he always liked the ones you would bake, but you didn't have a chance to do it here.

after about half an hour, they finished that song. everybody was cheering and clapping. the guys waited for a couple of seconds for them to get quiet.

"alright, how we doin' on there?!" anthony asked the audience cheerily. loud shouting voices came out from there. "alright, everything is so far so good. listen, before we uh- move any forward, we just wanted to remind you that today is very special to us. but you already know that. TODAY IS THE BIRTHDAY OF JOHN MOTHERFUCKING FRUSCIANTE!"

the crowd cheered louder that your ears got hurt a little. john smiled and bowed his head. "come on, let's sing him a birthday song, happy birthday to you..!"

"happy birthday to you!"

then anthony gave you the sign to come out. you got excited and slowly walked towards him with a big smile. john's jaw dropped at the moment he saw you. his face was shocked, confused, and cheerful at the same time. you then stopped before him.

"happy birthday, love." you almost whispered to him. he couldn't say anything, he was still in shock and definitely didn't see it coming.

"but, but i thought... i thought you couldn't come here..." his eyes got teared and tears rolling down his cheeks. you wanted to wipe them away but your hands were busy.

"well, guess i'm lucky for this one." you chuckled and lifted the cake close to him.

"come on, blow them! or else they are going to blow by themselves!" you heard flea's loud voice.

john blew out the candles and pulled you for a sweet kiss, taking your breath away from you. you missed him so much and felt relieved once you connected your lips against each other after weeks. butterflies were in your stomach for sure. lips brushing over each other sweetly. after a couple of seconds, you both pulled out and smiled at each other.

the audience was cheering, whistling and clapping like crazy. the guys also whistled and cheered. they were so happy for him, for both of you. they were happy because john finally found the right person to spend the rest of his life together with. they knew you were the right one.

you then looked at his figure and saw his shirt was smeared by cake. "johnny, look at your shirt!" you pouted at him. he just chuckled in response. "i don't care about the shirt right now." he then gave you a sly smile and you just rolled your eyes at him playfully.

"i'll see you later, old man." you whispered to him and gave him a peck on his lips before walking backstage. you heard him shouting at you "i'm not that old!"

the show has ended and you five sat in a room eating the cake while talking about the silliest things. you laid your head on john's shoulder slightly, not wanting to disturb him eating completely.

after about an hour, you were at their hotel lobby. you said to each other good nights and went to your rooms. you put your suitcase aside. and closed the curtains.

"now go and sit on bed, turn your back against me." you ordered to him and he grimaced. "why's that?" he asked.

"just do what i say~!" you responded. he shrugged and did as you said. you opened your suitcase and took off the bag the shirt you bought him was inside. you then sat behind him. "raise your arms."

"darling..."

you gave him a quick kiss and he gave up while raising his arms. you started to take his shirt and long-sleeved one. he shivered when he felt your chilled hands against his hot skin. you then managed to put this shirt on him. then stood up and told him to look at himself in the mirror. he sighed and did as you told.

he looked at himself with a confused expression for a couple of seconds. the realization hit him once he gasped.

"is that..? is that the shirt we saw together in california while walking through the streets but couldn't even enter the store because we were rushing to..."

you stood behind him. wrapping your arms around his waist and looking at him with a sweet smile. "yes it is, i knew you loved it once you saw it."

"you really have a good eye, and know me inside and out." he chuckled.

"that's because i'm your wife, hun."

he turned his face to you. cupping your cheeks with his calloused hands gently.

"i couldn't think of a better present for this day, sorry. but i'm glad that i have a sharp memory!" you awkwardly smiled.

"are you kidding?! love, i absolutely love it. thank you so much and don't apologize for anything." he got closer to your face. "besides, the best present for today is you being here with me."

he then connected your lips in a tender kiss. his fingers were caressing your cheeks gently while you were tugging your fingers on his fluffy hair, eyes fluttered closed. you swore every time you kissed, he always managed to take breath from your lungs.

you pulled from the kiss and he looked at you with a heartwarming smile. god, he was so cute. he had always been cute and hot at the same time. and now, you only wanted to please him.

you gently pushed him to the bed and climbed to his lap. wrapping your arms around his neck and started to kiss him passionately. he was taken aback at first but accommodated after. it's like both of your hearts were exploding. you bit his lower lip and he moaned at the kiss. you then entered your tongue inside his mouth, tongues then exploring each other.

when you felt breathless you pulled away and looked at his panting face. his cheeks were flushed slightly. you then attacked your lips on his neck. he heavily breathed and gulped, tossing his head back so you could have more access. you were planting small kisses at first, then starting to suck and lick on his sweet spot over and over. you managed to get a groan from him. his eyes were shut, trying to bask in the moment.

you were satisfied when you saw pretty purple hickies appear on his neck. you smiled at him sweetly. "you're so pretty underneath me." you cooed and put his earlobe between your lips, sucking it gently.

"darling please, don't tease me." he whined and you interrupted him by planting a kiss on his lips. "don't worry. tonight, is only and only about you. you'll get what you want. just tell me."

he looked at you, flushed. "want your mouth at my dick." his voice almost sounded like a whisper. you smirked and planted a kiss on him again. "as you wish, love."

your fingers grabbed the bottom of his shirt and tried tugging it over his head. he pulled away for a second and took off his shirt. your hands were trailing on his torso, planting short kisses there and there. after that, you lowered your head in front of his tightened purple pants and tugged them down slowly, stroking him lightly through the thin fabric of his boxers. he tossed his head back, breathing heavily.

you then pulled the elastic band of his boxers down, freeing his erection. the red and swollen tip of it is waiting to be taken care of. you jerked off him a few times and started to give him kitten licks. john inhaled sharply at the sudden warmth and wetness of your tongue.

you lean down and drag your tongue along the length of his dick from the swollen head and down to the base and earned a pretty moan from him.

"s-shit, sweetheart..." he moaned when you finally put your mouth down to the length of his shaft. you hummed, sending vibrations through his body. your head went down until his tip hit the back of your throat. you resisted the urge to gag. "oh fuck, you feel so good around me..."

you bobbed your head up and down faster, hollowing your cheeks. he was almost close, you felt it. so you started to massage his balls.

"fuck! good girl, my good girl... just like that. you're going to make me cum oh..!" he whimpered. your nose is hitting his pubic bone every time you move your head forward and faster, sucking him harder. and after a couple of seconds, he twitched in your mouth and came inside. warm, salty liquid poured through your throat. you swallowed it all and licked around your mouth.

you looked at him. he was panting hard, trying to catch his breath. you climbed his lap again and kissed him shortly but passionately. you pulled away and gave him a sly smile.

"i'm not done with you yet."

you then took off your shirt and tugged down your jeans. you stayed with your silk, light pink bra and matching panties. his mouth got watered because of the sight. you smiled and climbed to his lap again.

"is this for me?" he asked with a sly tone. "indeed it is, did you like it?" he hummed while moving his head around your breasts. "yeah, a lot."

you captuted his lips in a heated kiss. you were playing with his messy hair while he was caressing your waist. his hands moved lower and played with your core. you moaned in his mouth, sucking hard on his bottom lip. you were already wet when you were sucking him off, and now your juices are pouring down to his fingers. he pulled away and licked his fingers and moaned from the taste of it.

"you taste so fucking sweet. sweeter than that cake." you chuckled at his words. "i will bake for you whatever you want once you return, i promise." he hummed in return.

you slithered your panties aside and positioned your entrance over his still rock-hard member slowly. an erotic moan escaped from both of you. the mushroom tip stretching your hole as you sink into him completely, not moving, just hugging him tight. you're so wet that your juices are dripping down his shaft, easing you to move.

"t-tell me, at what pace ah— i should move. h-huh, johnny?" you barely managed to ask. "faster, baby." he grunted and buried his face on your chest. you put your hands on his shoulders for stability as you bounce on his cock. "johnny!" you moaned his name when you felt he got bigger inside you. "you're so tight and good around me sweetheart, s-shit!"

he then unhooked your bra and tossed it away. took one of your nipples inside his mouth while squeezing harshly the other. you tossed your head back and let out a loud whimper. his dick felt so good inside you. you then spread your legs further apart, feeling him deeper inside of your cunt. feeling him where he could make you see the stars.

you dug your nails into his chest as you connected your lips in a sloppy, french kiss. you closed your eyes, cheeks flushed and you moaned into his mouth when he hit the sweet spot continuously. "john, baby, i-i'm going to cum okay?" you barely managed to speak. he just hummed.

you felt your core tighten, your bundle of nerves building up as your jaw hung open, panting heavily. tears rolling down your cheeks and you clenched around him while leaving a white ring of your arousal on the base of his cock. you didn't stop bouncing on him though. but you knew he was close.

"where do you wanna cum, baby? come whenever and wherever you want." you started sucking on his neck again. creating new pretty, dark red marks on him. "inside, s-shit! can i— can i come inside?" he begged you. "yes, yes! fill me full to the brim, darling!" you pathetically moaned.

he grunted when you began moving your hips faster and faster. he buried his face on your breasts and groaned while painting your inner walls white. you didn't pull off, wanting to feel warm inside for a while.

you hugged each other tightly, trying to catch your breaths in each other's embrace. after a couple of minutes, you both calmed down. looking at each other sweetly. you then pressed a long kiss on his forehead.

"happy birthday, my one and only." you whispered as you laid your head on his shoulder. he caressed your hair and planted a kiss on your forehead too. "thank you, sweetheart. for coming here. nothing would make me happier. i love you so much."

you smiled. "i love you more but i don't have enough energy to argue about that." you stood up from his lap. his cum was leaking from your thighs. you then lay on the bed, opening your arms to him, welcoming him to your embrace. he smiled and laid on top of you. you hugged him as he snuggled into you, his beard tickling your chest. you didn't care though.

"will you be tomorrow here?" he asked with a pout on his face. you chuckled at him. "well, i managed to take a few days off so..."

he gasped and straightened up. "so that means..." you just smiled and nodded at him. his face brightened and buried his head on your chest again, making excited voices. "we can talk about our plans tomorrow morning, then?"

you hummed and felt like your eyes were going to shut. but you managed to say good night to him before that. he chuckled at you and planted a kiss on your forehead again before drifting off next to you. "good night, angel."

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stobotnik-is-canon · 1 year ago

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*drops these here and scurries away*

#spotify #spotify unwrapped 2023 #rhcp #red hot chili peppers #pitbull #imagine dragons #katy perry #p!nk

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tonguetyd · 3 months ago

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So Drumeo came up on my tiktok and I saw they posted Chad Smith from RHCP’s blind learn (which was can you feel my heart from BMTH! Which will be fun for many moots!)

Anyway I am once again asking for ii’s blind learn and am theorizing it’s delayed for the following reasons:

ii hates fun

ii hates us

Drumeo literally could not find a single song ii didn’t already know

It was a Chappell Roan song and they don’t know how to get the rights to play it on their channel now that she’s blown up (could you imagine ii just shredding on one of her songs?)

He talked for too long and was too funny and they can’t edit it down

They can’t modulate his voice right

Crowdstrike deleted the video

He accidentally name drops the guys like 17 times

Drumeo forgot where they saved it

We’ve been too annoying asking for it so they pushed it back 5 more months

We haven’t been annoying enough asking about it and they don’t think we want it

Feel free to add

#sleep token #drumeo #worshitposting #ii sleep token

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im-suchanicegirl · 3 months ago

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Sometimes I wonder what the EC boys would look like with long long hair like we know pascal would kill the sleazy 80s shag cut LMAO (pump it wig my love 😂) but Daniel with an 80s Cliff Williams (AC/DC) cut?? Niiiiice

and Nico with even longer curls??? (Would he be more stretched out curls or tight curls do we think??

Literally can't picture Dan with long hair at all 😭 seriously, I can't think of anyone he might be similar too LMAO

David with Chad Smith (RHCP) 90s biker era mullet curls???? Pls bring back the mullet baby 🥹

Kevin's hair is actually pretty long tbf and the undercut is hot as fuck for literally no reason so I'm good with classing his as long 😂 but also any style with a long side fringe lol

*deep breath* I LOVE MEN WITH LONG HAIR HOLY SHIT.

And the BTS of hypa² and pump it provided us with amazing long haired content. Pascal looks an extra for steel panther.

I agree that daniel would rock it. But imo Daniel would be hot no matter what so… biased here.

I think Nico’s hair would be pretty tight curls. If you know the curls pattern chart, he’s probably 3B-3C just like me. He’d look like a James Hetfield double.

I also can’t imagine Dan with long hair. Too weird. XD. One of the few guys i like with a buzz cut. Eminem looking ass!

Kevin is always gorgeous so…

#electric callboy #kevin ratajczak #daniel haniß #daniel klossek #nico sallach #pascal schillo #david friedrich

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likeathunderoverflow · 1 month ago

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Love songs that remind me of Ateez

This is purely self indulgent. I listen to a lot of music and lately there's been a lot of songs that match the boys' vibe. Let me know what you would pick!

Hongjoong- Hard to Concentrate by Red Hot Chili Peppers

First of all, I know he likes the RHCP. Second, this song is super easy to sing along with since it's a simple melody and there's a little spoken word type vibe for the lyrics. Third, I need this cover like a fish needs water.

Seonghwa- Forever and For Always by Shania Twain

SH is above all things a pop girly and I know if he doesn't already he would adore Shania Twain. Can you imagine him crooning this lovingly to Hongjoong? HJ would hate it but it would be really good.

Yunho- Collide by Howie Day

He loves a gentle love song and this is the softest one around. An absolute banger that he could and should cover. I can imagine Mingi making aggressive eye contact with him while he sings lol.

Yeosang- Would You Go With Me by Josh Turner

Another country song, I know, but I think he matches the energy; it's such a romantic notion and the music video makes me cry every time. And he could absolutely do this justice as a cover because of his deep vocals.

San- Unconditionally by Katy Perry

Maybe it's because it's how I feel about San, that unconditional love just seems to come so naturally to him. I know he's a big softie and would love this song. It would be a challenge for him to sing but I would like to see it. If he sang it to any or all of the members I would shatter into a million pieces.

Mingi- Day One by Honne

It's a very chill vibe, which definitely matches Mingi's energy when he's not in demon performance mode. Also, he's been very open about needing to feel like a priority in his relationships (i.e. Yunho betraying his moral loyalty). He posted this song on his insta once so I think a cover would be easy enough.

Wooyoung- Somebody to You by The Vamps

Woo is such a playful individual and I think the music of the song is very poppy and catchy, but it has a surprisingly deep feeling to it just like him. This song isn't saying I love you, it's saying let me be something to you which is how I feel Wooyoung operates his relationships; wanting to feel that the emotion is mutual for secure attachment.

Jongho- Don’t You Know by Della Reese

This is pure self indulgence. I need this man to cover this song so bad. He would destroy it and me. Plus, I know he's pretty private person but he's gotta have some big romantic feelings to be such a ballad king.

#ateez #song mingi #mingi #kim hongjoong #hongjoong #jeong yunho #choi san #san #yunho #seonghwa #park seonghwa #yeosang #kang yeosang #wooyoung #jung wooyoung #jongho #choi jongho

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berzahoes · 1 year ago

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show and tell | john frusciante

summary: john and the reader’s daughter takes something personal for show and tell

warnings: just a few curse words

an: also i just a random name for the daughter, you can totally change it to whatever you’d like :) (to be honest, i was watching the crown when i wrote this soooo)

“shit! shit! fuck!”

yours and john’s daughter, diana, was eating her breakfast, but she couldn’t help but listen to the words coming out of her mother’s mouth. she knew wasn’t supposed to repeat them so she didn’t.

“no, john, when i say i looked everywhere i mean it!“ you spoke into the phone. you looked at your daughter, who smiled back at you. “i have to take diana to school, it’s show and tell say and she wants me to stay to see what she brought.”

“what is it?” john asked. he was in the studio with the chili peppers recording some songs for their upcoming album.

“she won’t tell me. my bet is the tooth that fell out last week.” you chuckled as you approached your daughter and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“it’s not a tooth!” diana said teasingly.

“say goodbye to dad, you and i need to get to school right now or we’ll be late.” you passed the phone to her so she could say goodbye to john.

“bye daddy! i’m telling mommy to record me so she can show you what i brought for show and tell.” the little girl said.

“okay, make sure she record everything. i love you, di, have a great day at school.” john said. you put the phone back to your ear so you could continue your conversation with your husband.

“i’ll keep searching, but i promise you i have looked everywhere in this damn house. it literally looks like a tornado came through here.”

“i’m sure it’s under the couch or in one of your jewelry boxes, babe. i’ll help look when i get home.”

after saying multiple i love you’s and goodbye to john, you and diana were on the way to school. every school morning, diana begged you to play the chili peppers so you did, at least her favorite songs. she would always sing along to the zephyr song and dark necessities. as you parked in your usual parking spot in front of the elementary school, you made sure you had your purse and phone with you.

diana had gotten out of the car and practically sprinted towards her best friend, lucy, who had brought her father’s firefighter helmet. lucy’s mom had spotted you and gave you a hug.

“what’s wrong? you look tired and stressed. you need a red bull? i always carry extra in here.” lucy’s mom said. she was always seen with energy drinks, something you couldn’t even drink no matter how tired you were.

“i can’t find my wedding ring. and i can’t replace it because it was john’s grandmother’s ring.” you showed your left hand which was supposed to have an old but beautiful silver ring that john had given you years ago when you said i do.

“oh, sweetheart. did you tell john?”

“of course i told him. i don’t keep secrets from him ever. he’s not mad, he even said he’d help look for it after he gets home from the studio. i just hope it’s not lost forever.”

you two entered the elementary school ready to get the show and tell part of the day over with. all the parents that decided to join were stuck sitting in the back in the most uncomfortable tiny chairs. you sat next to lucy’s mom.

“you remember that birthday party the girls went to last month. the one with the bouncy house and ball pit?” lucy’s mom asked.

“yeah, the newman’s right? what about it?” you asked, unsure why she even brought it up.

“mr. newman is staring right at you. i heard he already asked for a divorce. he’s taking that big fancy truck he got for mrs. newman last year. he probably saw your naked hand and think you and john are headed for that divorce too.”

“okay class and parents! we are going to begin with our show and tell. firstly, I want to thank the parents for showing up and our students for bringing their items. i can see you are all very excited so let’s begin. any volunteers?” the teacher asked.

diana’s hand was the first to go up so naturally the teacher let her go first. she stood up from the carpet and faced her classmates. the teacher saw that she didn’t have anything to show so she was confused until she saw the little girl reach into her pocket and pull out something.

“diana, what did you bring for show and tell?”

you had taken out your phone and started recording like you promised you would. you smiled as diana started her presentation.

“for show and tell, i brought something that is really special in my house. i brought my mommy’s wedding ring!”

you almost dropped your phone as soon as you heard diana. so she had your ring this whole time. still, you continue recording.

“that’s lovely, and what can you tell us about it?” the teacher asked.

“so my daddy gave it to my mommy many years ago. they gave each other rings because they love each other. but before this ring belonged to my mommy, it used to be my great-great-great-”

“just one great, honey! just one.” you said holding up your finger to signal to her.

“oh. ok, it was my great-grandmother’s ring. i never met her, but my daddy was told by her that he could only give this ring to the person he loves most in the whole world and i wasn’t born yet so he obviously gave it to my mommy. on the inside it has her name and my daddy’s name.” diana said with the biggest smile on her face.

“that’s wonderful, diana. class does anyone have questions?” the teacher directed her attention to the kids. a few hands went up. one by one, each student asked their question with diana trying her best to answer them.

“i have one.” you raised your hand and you passed your phone to lucy’s mom so she could record. “how did you get your mommy’s ring?”

diana didn’t say anything, she just started giggling and ran towards you so she could give you a hug. “i’m sorry i took your ring without asking.”

“it’s okay, baby. you just have to let me know, i was going crazy looking for my ring.” you kissed her cheek. she stuck out her hand so diana could slide the ring on. “thank you, di.”

“looks like mr. divorced man didn’t like that one but.” the two older women held in their laughter as mr. newman looked disappointed by the news that you were still happily married.

“oh shoot, i’m still recording!”

when you and diana got home, john was already home cleaning the ‘tornado’ mess that you had left that morning. diana ran up to her dad and hugged him.

“guess what our daughter took to show and tell?” you waved your hand in front of his face to show him the ring.

“at least she took this. last week i heard her she wanted to take the chili peppers to show and tell.” john laughed as he kissed diana’s temple. she then ran off to the kitchen to get her after school snack.

“like a record?” you question.

“no, the band. she was asking the guys if they were available to come to her classroom to show everyone how cool were uncles are.”

“she can take them to the next show and tell just as long as she doesn’t take anymore of my stuff.” you said as you took a seat in the neatly made couch, thanks to john.

“mr. newman was staring at mommy! and he’s mad that you guys are still married!” diana yelled as she ran to her room with fruit snacks in her hand.

“what goes on in show and tell?” john asked.

“too much.”

#john frusciante #rhcp #john frusciante x reader #john frusciante imagine #red hot chili peppers #band imagines #rhcp fluff #john frusciante fluff #rhcp imagine #rhcp x reader

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pearlnchains · 11 months ago

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any john frusciante requests?

#john frusciante #john frusciante x reader #john frusciante imagine #red hot chili peppers #rhcp #90s

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gnrbitch · 1 year ago

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Grunge Days pt.4 - Funky Monks

Warnings: Profanity, smoking, drug mention, kinda smut?

Book one/ earlier parts

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1990, San Diego

“Y/n we’re here!” Layne said as he shook Y/n by her shoulder.

The band had just arrived at San Diego, immediately having to do sound check.

Y/n rubbed her eyes, yawning as she gripped her guitar case. “Sound check- I need like 10 minutes to process the fact I even woke up”

Layne laughed as they walked side by side, “You just need a beer, that’ll cool you down”

“Hopefully they have some, and hopefully i don’t sound like shit, do you know which other bands are on the bill?” Y/n asked Layne, remembering that Susan had told them last minute that other bands would be playing also.

“No clue” Layne shrugged “Imagine sound gardens here” He laughed

Y/n rolled her eyes “They just left to London dumbass”

“Oh yea, I forgot” Layne said, furrowing his eyebrows.

Y/n passed her guitar case to Layne as soon as they entered backstage. “Grab this for me, I gotta go to the bathroom”

“Alright” Layne said, taking the guitar with him as he sat next to Jerry.

Y/n made her way to the bathroom, locking the door as she pulled out, what she liked to call, her ‘travel pouch’ (Which is basically all the things she need to shoot up, and obviously a few heroin baggies).

She sighed out and rested her head on the wall, untying her arm after shooting herself up.

She got up, flushed the toilet even though she didn’t use it, and washed her hands.

Lighting a cigarette as she walked back to where everyone else was, observing the people who were talking to her boys. She assumed they were the band that was doing soundcheck when they got here.

She immediately recognized the singers face, smiling as she searched for someone whom she hasn’t seen in a while.

“Is that John Frusciante I see?” She said, smile still on her face as she made eye contact with the boy.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he silently looked at her for a moment, then his eyes widened “Y/n?”.

“The one and only” She smiled, laughing as he got up and embraced her in a hug.

“Holy shit! No fucken way” He said breathlessly as he grabbed her by the shoulders, getting a good look at her face. “It’s been a while”

“It has, I’ve missed you” She smiled at him, taking in how much like a man he looks now.

“You guys fucked or something?” Sean said, putting his hand on his hip, the other having his drum sticks.

The two old friends looked at each other before laughing, “No” Y/n said as she shook her head, “We knew each other back in 86’ ”.

“Feels like just yesterday you bumped into me” John said as he placed his hand over his heart.

Y/n rolled her eyes, a small smile lingering on her lips. “Alright calm down”

She turned to look at the rest of the boys heading over to the stage, she looked at John, “I’ll catch up with you later, gotta go”.

Y/n walked over to Layne, who passed her guitar case to her.

They fucked around while they did soundcheck, all dying of laughter when Layne tripped over a wire and fell right on his face.

“That- That was the funniest shit i’ve ever seen in my life” Jerry said, clinging on to Y/n as they were laughing.

“Yea fuck you guys” Layne said as he rubbed his head, “That fucken hurt”.

They finished up, had some beers with the boys from rhcp, all a bit tipsy by the time the show started.

“Y/n! You were fucken great” John said as he walked up to her.

“Thanks Fru” Y/n smiled at him, handing her guitar over to a roadie. “Wanna go somewhere else? There’s too many fucken people here” She asked

“Hell yea”.

The pair walked over to the bus Alice had arrived in, sitting down. They talked as they smoked some weed.

And even if this made Y/ns heart churn a bit. It also filled her with a sense of relief knowing she wasn’t the only one hooked on dope.

John had pulled out some heroin and offered her some, and of course she said yes.

The pair were silently looking into one another’s eyes, being unable to hold their laughter at how high they looked.

“You look really good Fru” Y/n said as her eyes ran over his face.

“I’d say the same thing about you” He smiled at her, his eyes landing on her lips.

Y/n gave him a cocky smile before she pressed her lips onto his.

He sighed as the kiss became deeper, their tongues moving in sync. He moved over to kiss her jawline as her hand moved to his hair, swiftly getting on top of him.

And what was happening outside…

Slash had decided to go down to San Diego last minute. After practice went to shit, Steven slumping over his guitars and Axl not even showing up. He decided to go to San Deigo to go see Y/n.

After the show, Slash tried looked for Y/n, being unable to see her in the crowd of people that were backstage.

He finally asked Jerry, who said she had gone back to their bus after the show.

Of course, he thought, why didn’t I think of that.

Cigarette in his mouth, he walked over to the bus. Thinking of nothing, he went ahead and opened the door.

And his eyes widened, soon becoming jealous at the scene that was in front of him.

Y/n was on the bus alright, she was also on John, kissing his neck as she unbuckled his pants. Both of them shirtless. It was quite the lewd scene.

John opened his eyes, tapping Y/ns thighs as he saw Slash’s eyes burning onto the girl.

“What?” Y/n said, eyebrows furrowed as she looked at John. John nodded his head over to Slash.

Y/n turned back, surprised to see Slash standing there, she quickly used her hands to cover her breast.

“Slash, hey man” Y/n awkwardly said.

Slash shook his head as he turned back and walked out, slamming the door shut.

Y/n flinched and turned back to John.

“What’s his issue” He asked

“No fucken clue” Y/n shrugged

“Do you wanna keep going?”

“I don’t see why not” Y/n said, smiling at him as they resumed their lewd acts, her hands finally unbuckling his jeans.

Slash looked back to the bus, apart of him hoping Y/n would come back to him. But he rolled his eyes and threw his cigarette on the ground as he finally left the club.

Well, not without taking a girl with him.

But the whole time he couldn’t stop thinking about how fucken jealous he is of that Fru kid, he got fucken Y/n. And Slash was left banging some chick who’s name he didn’t even know.

Fucken Y/n

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Sorry i haven’t been uploading much guys i’ve just been going through some writers block with this story😓😓😓 hope u guys enjoyed though, gonna be trying to upload more.

Tagged: @alysais2cool @hoodiesandicedcoffee @eddiiiieeee

#slash #axl rose #duff mckagan #guns n' roses #izzy stradlin #guns n roses fanfic #slash gnr #slashfanfic #guns n roses imagine #slash fanfiction #slash guns n roses #slash fic #slashgnrfic #gnr fic #gnr imagine #gnr fanfiction #guns n roses fic #guns n' roses fic #guns n roses

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so-much-for-stardust6 · 2 months ago

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Surprise Visit- John Frusciante

summary: y/n goes to visit john while they record their new album ‘blood sugar sex magik’ and things heat up.

lowercase intended

warnings: smut & not proof read

a/n: i need more ideas to write abt 😞😞

i knocked on the front door of the mansion, nervous as fuck for some reason. i was here to visit my boyfriend who was making an album with his band. the door swung open and it was anthony and behind him was a camera.

“oh hey, it’s y/n! y/n is john’s girlfriend of what? like maybe 2 years?” he explains to the camera.

“3 years in a month.” i smile.

“lovebirds.” he jokingly cooed.

“yeah yeah, where’s john at?” i wave my hand at him and shove my way inside.

“he’s upstairs i think.” the man behind the camera said.

“probably jacking off.” anthony joked and laughed obnoxiously.

“oh fuck off.” i flick my hand at him and walk off upstairs.

i walk towards his room and eventually heard the soft strumming emitting from it. i quietly knock and the music stops before his door opened. he was shirtless, cigarette hanging from his plump lips. his face lit up once he saw my face, his eyes now gleaming and mouth into a wide smile.

“hey baby!” he exclaimed, bringing me into a tight hug.

“hey johnny.” i press a kiss to his neck, something he loves.

“come in, i’m just messin’ around with my guitar.” he stepped further inside to give me space.

i gladly stepped in and take my shoes off as the scent of cigarettes filled my nose. his mattress was on the floor and his bed sheets were all over. he had a pile of clothes in the corner of his room. i giggled at his messiness, something i miss. he moved into this mansion to record the chili peppers’ new album ‘blood sugar sex magik’.

“you just coming to visit me?” he asked, sitting back down on his bed.

“yeah, i miss you.” i sit next to him.

“me too. i promise i’ll be home soon.” he kissed the top of my head.

i rested my head onto his shoulder as he continued his playing.

“you wanna smoke?”

“i already had a cigarette on the way here.”

“i meant blunt.”

“oh, yeah sure.”

he nodded and stood up and went to his little dresser. he pulled out a baggie of blunts. he grabbed his lighter and lit the blunt. he brought it to his lips and inhaled. he then passed to me and i did the same.

“you have a beautiful view..” i hand him the blunt back and stand up.

i walk up to his window and stare outside, the soft california breeze hitting my face. i’ve always loved the wind so i just stood there like a dog in the sun.

“you make it ten times more beautiful.” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

he cuddled into me, resting his face in the crook of my neck. his hot breath tickled my neck, making me smile softly. we stood there taking in the sun and breeze, occasionally smoking. john eventually walked over to his vinyl player that sat in the corner of the floor and put on a random vinyl. we stood back in front of the window and swayed along to the music. he’d press little kisses to my cheek here and there, a smile present on his face.

“i love you..” he whispered.

“i love you too.” i whispered back.

he grabbed onto my hips and turned me around to face him. his face is breathtaking, every single part of it. his eyes are a beautiful dark brown, his nose is structured perfectly, the light freckles on his face, and his soft plump lips. those lips. i stare at him, in some sort of trance. he watched as i stared at him, smirking at me.

“you gonna keep staring at me or what?” he chuckles.

i snap out of it and look into his eyes, smirking a little. i lean in and kiss him, slowly and sensually. his big hand went to rest on my face, pulling me closer.

“i’ve missed you so bad…” he mumbles against my lips.

i understood his words and grabbed onto his strong bicep and squeezed. he quickly picked me up causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. he walked us over to his dresser but he had couple of beer cans on top. he grunted as he held me up with one arm while he used his other to swipe the cans off. he set me down onto it, never breaking our kiss. he pulled me closer to the edge of the dresser, hands pulling down on my shorts. i helped him shimmy them down my legs and onto the floor with the rest of his clothes.

“johnny…” i moaned out, grabbing onto him.

i usually grab onto his hair but he decided to get a buzzcut, making me miss pulling on his hair but he looks good with a buzz. i gently run my nails down his arms, feeling his muscles tense up at the feeling. john and i made love before but each time it’s always so unique and different. he slid his hand down to my underwear and shoved it aside, allowing his fingers to slid up and down my folds. i shiver at the contact and concentrate on his action. we heard loud laughing coming from downstairs, spiking up my anxiety. i used my foot to try and pull down his pants, eager for him.

“so needy..” he chuckles against my lips, taking a break from the kiss for air.

“please.” i beg.

he shoves his pants and boxers down, revealing his dick. he grabs it and wastes no time to slide into me. we haven’t seen each other in a couple of weeks so we need each other, asap. i moan out loud as he slides into me, throwing my head back. he moans lowly as he starts to thrust. the dresser started to hit against the wall, probably marking it. a rhythmic sound probably sounded throughout the house, alerting the guys to our actions. we heard ‘woops’ and ‘hollers’ coming from them, making us laugh.

“your friends are so stupid.” i breathlessly laugh.

“tell me about it.” he panted out.

he grabbed onto my hips and pulled me even closer to him, leaving me practically on the edge. i used one hand to grab onto the edge of the dresser, squeezing it so hard my knuckles turn white. john presses kisses all over my face, nipping lightly at the skin. i hug him closer to me, resting my forehead onto his shoulder. i was sitting on the edge of the dresser as he held me close. the sweat from my forehead slicked onto his shoulder, adding even more heat to his warm body. john’s hands slowly went under my shirt and to my boobs. he cupped then slowly and began groping them. my boobs fit perfectly in his large hands, like they were made for him. i didn’t hold back my moans, letting them fill the room. i’ve missed this, the closeness i’m feeling with john. the way our bodies practically melt into one another, the way we’re so in sync.

“i love you…” i heard him whisper, lazily pressing kisses to my sweaty neck.

i already know my shirt is soaked with sweat, something i’m not too worried about. suddenly the outside air blew in through the window, making our slick bodies chilled. goosebumps littered my skin as i gripped tighter onto john.

“john…please..” i cry out.

“you feel so good…i missed you..” he whined out.

his pace was already fast but he speeding up. there was definitely marks on the wall from the dresser, i was now falling off of it and john was getting too weak to hold me. next thing you know we suddenly move backwards and fall down. i yelp out in surprise as we land in john’s bed. we didn’t move for a second, looking at each other with surprised faces. we then bursted out laughing, john leaning up to press a kiss to my cheek. i wanted to continue our session so i start to ride him. he grabbed onto my shirt and took it off, throwing it wherever. he watched as my boobs bounced up with every bounce, skin slapping even louder than before. i felt my stomach turn with a certain feeling, my arms becoming numb with adrenaline.

“fuck-“ i gasp out.

i had my head thrown back whole squeezing my eyes shut to prepare for my orgasm. john’s hands roamed my body, groping every inch of me.

~john’s pov~

every inch of her body felt magical. i watched as she rode me, looking like a goddess as the sunlight hit her sparking sweat slicked skin. i felt so lucky to call her mine, so god damn lucky that she’s in love with me and not some other dude. i know she can do better than someone like me but i’m glad she thinks opposite, that she knows i’m the one for her. and i know she’s the one for me

~y/n’s pov~

i felt myself get closer and closer, moaning loudly like i was in some porno. all of a sudden it came crashing down, like a big wave. i halted my movements as i came all over him, placing my hands on his abs to hold me up. i knew he was watching me, studying my face as i came. i let out a deep sigh and sat there to catch my breath, but i knew we weren’t over with. john grabbed my hips and began lifting me up, thrusting his hips upwards as he slammed me down onto him. i whimper as my body becomes sore, throwing my head down as tears slipped down my cheeks. he felt them fall to his stomach, causing his own orgasm to approach quick.

“look at me..” he groaned out.

i listened and looked up, my watery eyes meeting his lust filled ones.

“so…fucking…beautiful…” he said in between every breath.

i knew he was gonna cum soon, his face beginning to contort. he slammed me down harder and faster onto him. i felt myself struggling to stop myself from cumming. i cry out and fall to his chest. he suddenly stops and cums inside of me, something he didn’t think about. he moans out as he fills me up, gripping my hips so hard. i close my eyes and lay against his chest to catch my breath. his chest rose up and down as he also caught his breath.

“you did so good, baby.” he rubbed my back, kissing my shoulder.

i only hummed back in response. next thing you know, the door burst open and in comes anthony and flea. the camera guy trotted in afterwards, pointing the camera straight at us. john was quick to cover us with a blanket.

“here folks is the result of when two people really love each other.” anthony explained to the camera.

“you guys were so fucking loud, man.” flea laughed.

“fuck off.” john spat at them.

“oh fuck john, you’re so fucking big!” anthony faked moaned, teasing up.

i hid my face in his shoulder and lightly blushed. i knew about their antics and i honestly wasn’t mad, i genuinely thought it was funny.

“seriously out!” he was getting mad.

i lifted my head up and looked at flea. he looked understood my face and nodded at me, telling anthony to cut it out. he complied and left the room, the camera man hot on their tails.

“fuck i’m-i’m so sorry..” he muttered.

he was clearly stressed out about the situations

“hey, it’s okay…” i kiss his cheek.

he slightly eased up a bit but not fully.

“i thought it was funny. who cares if they hear us, who’s the one getting laid? you, not them.” i point out.

he chuckled at my words, nodding with agreement.

“i’m such a lucky man.” he laughs in disbelief.

before i could even speak, he quickly perked up. i looked at him puzzled as he slowly lifted me off and stood up. he tossed me my underwear as he pulled up his own. i watched as he searched through his dresser.

“come here.” his back was still turned to me.

i stood up, still naked besides my bra. i didn’t care if the window was open, we were in the woods.

“what’s up?”

in a flash, he turned around and went on one knee. my eyes widened as i softly gasped.

“y/n, you’re the love of my life. i can’t imagine myself without you by my side the rest of my life. you help me through the thick and thin, understanding how my weird brain works. you understand my kinks and how to handle them. and i love you for that, i always will. i was planning on doing this more romantically but i felt like this was perfect time. it would mean so much if you’d say yes to being my wife. so, marry me?” he smiles.

i was too shocked to even speak, hands covering my mouth.

“mrs. frusciante?” i slowly speak.

“yes, to being mrs. frusciante.” he chuckles.

“yes! a hundred times yes!” i exclaim.

he quickly gets up and brings me into a kiss, pulling away to slip the ring onto my finger.

“woooo, congrats you guys!” flea barges in.

apparently they never really left, still secretly recording. i’d be mad but they caught a special moment for john and i.

the guys continued shouting but john and i just looked back at one another, excited to spend the rest of our lives together.

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#𝙅𝙊𝙃𝙉 𝙁𝙍𝙐𝙎𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙉𝙏𝙀: 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺

» summary: you got accepted to college, while your high school sweetheart to a band. despite difficulties, could you make it work from now on?

» word count: 1.6k

» warnings: fluff to major angst, toxic relationship, mentions of alcohol and drugs, cheating, grammar issues

» part 2

''they accepted me to the band! can you believe that?!'' you looked at your boyfriend both with pride and joy. he was jumping on his spot. covering his nose and mouth with his hands. when he stopped you ran to him and held him close to yourself.

''congratulations! you can't imagine how happy i am for you, johnny!''

tears of joy fell from his eyes. he sniffed and gave you his heartwarming smile.

''thank you, baby,'' he kissed your hands and let go of them. ''you said you had news too.''

''oh, yeah...'' you hesitated at first, but decided to share it anyway. ''i got accepted, to college!'' you cheered. he couldn't help but gasp. "i knew it! i knew they were gonna accept you! i mean they have no reason to not accept you right? you're intelligent, hard-working, creative... you know what else you are?''

"hm... what?"

''mine...'' he whispered against your mouth and connected your lips in a passionate kiss. after a couple of seconds, you pulled off, smirking at him. he smirked at you too. he picked you up and rushed to the couch. you couldn't help but let out a squeak. ''johnny!''

he gently put you on the couch and went to grab his acoustic guitar. he then sat next to you and started to play 'sleep dirt' by zappa.

at the end of the song, his facial expression changed. like he realized something wistful. you sat closer to him. ''babe, what's wrong?''

''i just,'' he lowered his head ''i'm afraid of what if we break up in the future. you're going to be busy with your lessons, i'm gonna tour the country, the world. can we really make it work? i love you so much and don't wanna let you go.'' he now was looking at you with his worried eyes.

''johnny, sweetheart...'' you started to talk and held his left hand, caressing it gently. ''i, i love you too. so, so much. nothing will change it even if you're on the other side of the world. i always, always gonna love you. if we want to make it out, we both have to put effort into it okay?''

he nodded. after putting his guitar away, he hugged you tightly. ''i love you. you and you only. i'll do anything, i promise. i'll not let things between us fall apart.'' he let you go and kissed your hands again. he then intertwined your hands together. relaxing in each other's embrace until one of you had to go.

you tried, he tried,

but guess you both failed at keeping the promise you made to each other.

the first months after he joined the band were actually good. like nothing changed. him coming back to you every day after an exhausting day. but still had the energy to show his love to you. you, on the other hand, would show him your love for him in most simplest ways. like cooking, writing words of affirmation on little colorful papers, and more and more...

after a year, he got busier than he already was. coming home later than he used to. you would already have finished your assignments and chores, and even though you would be exhausted, you would still just pamper him with your affection. he then would be recharged and then it would be his turn to do it.

when they went on tours in the same year, things started to change. not every night, but he would call you when he could. talking about how's tour going, silly little things they do, asking about your well-being and college life, and also sending you pictures and postcards. you appreciated all of these. but still, the only thing you wanted was him.

and when he would return to you. you would try spending time with him, but you were busy too. you would expect him to understand you, and in response, he would just nod and leave you alone where you were. he would prepare meals -even though they weren't super tasty- and make teas for you.

sometimes you would wonder if you were the one who ruined things between you. because you would complain about the taste of meals and teas randomly (you never actually complained about them. instead, you always appreciated the things he had done for you.)

even after hours of working on your project, it just wouldn't finish. and you would get more and more frustrated. and often blame and shout at him for playing guitar in the next room.

there was a day when you failed the lesson that you were working on. that day, you snapped at him, yelling at him that the only reason you failed was him. he looked at you with shock, stood up, and left the house. little did you know, he was going on another tour and wouldn't come back for a couple of months. when you looked at yourself in the mirror, you saw nothing but a monster. you were just overstressed.

why wouldn't he understand you? maybe because you wouldn't understand him either.

you didn't even know if you still dating. there was one year left until you could graduate. so you got more busy. him too. when they went on their world tour, he would call you less, like once or twice a week. talking and answering your questions with a couple of words. you would get irritated and decide not to call him unless he did. after that, you didn't talk for two weeks (flea or chad must have talked with him about it). you then started to talk more often. although most of the time he sounded drunk. you were glad to talk with him again.

one night, when you were working on one of your projects, you got a call from john. ''*sob* babe?'' once again, his voice sounded broken. ''...john..? are you alright?'' you asked him. ''no, nooo! of course i'm not!'' he yelled to you and you were thinking of ending the call. ''i... i missed you. i missed you so much that it hurts, that's why i'm not alright!'' you couldn't help but feel upset. he was your boyfriend after all, right? you sighed, ''i missed you too john, i don't even remember the last time i've ever seen you.''

''oh baby, don't worry. i'm going to fix. i'm going to fix everything. i promise.'' he sounded desperate. you couldn't actually believe his words. how could he think that he was the wrong one? you frowned. ''you are drunk, aren't you? how many bottles have you consumed?'' a silence occurred. ''hello??'' you suddenly heard anthony's voice.

''you forgot to ask one thing, it's 'how many bottles have you consumed and how many syringes have you injected into your arm!''' you then heard his laugh.

you hated yourself. you hated yourself because you didn't realize that he was lying about his well-being all the time. tears were leaking from your eyes.

you swore you could forgive him, and you were ready to apologize for all the bad things that you've done to him sincerely.

they were in california again. you were so happy to see them again, especially your boyfriend. he promised to talk with you seriously once he returned. you were happy more than anything. you knew they were at their usual place. so you got ready, put slightly make-up on yourself, and left.

you entered the bar while smiling to yourself. after looking for them, you only found chad. ''heyy! it's been a long time isn't it?'' he cheered while hugging you. you hugged him back. after a couple of seconds, he pulled away. looking at you, confused. "weren't you already here?”

you looked at him confused too. "noo, i just got here..? and where's everyone?" he started sweating. "chad, what's going on?" he didn't answer so you passed him and started to look for them. after a couple of seconds, you regretted coming here.

you regretted giving a chance, both to him and yourself. you regretted thinking about you two could be as before.

you remembered his words when he said them a couple of years ago. "i love you and you only." guess that was just a lie, no, a broken promise

john's sleepy eyes turned to you. after that, his eyes got wide. looking at you and the woman who was next to him and lying on his chest. it was clear that she gave him lipstick marks over his neck and chest. maybe over something else too, who knows?

"[name]! i thought, i thought you w—"

"you didn't think shit with that shitty head of yours." you interrupted him and went to the exit. you knew he was running behind you. you were both outside now, ignoring him totally.

"pretty please liste—" "i'm not your 'pretty', i'm not your anything!" you shouted at him and felt like your eyes got filled.

"that's not an excuse to cheat john! cheating never has an excuse!" you couldn't hold yourself now. tears were leaking from your eyes.

"i was ready. ready to talk with you. ready to apologize to you for all the bad things i did to you. i was ready to forgive you. because i still love you god damn it!"

he was crying too now. he took a step forward to you but you went a step back. he looked at you with heartbroken eyes. "believe me or not, even after all of this, i still love you too. i knew we were both fucked up in our own situations. but i didn't want to let you go because i love you. please..."

he sounded so pathetically. you remembered chad's words when you met. but still, it wasn't an excuse to cheat. when you saw an empty cab, you lifted your arm to him and it stopped before you. before giving john an opportunity, you entered inside. he was hitting the window, and trying to say something. but you told to the driver to the destination you wanted. fading away from his eyes.

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