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Johnny licked and sucked, devouring her soaking pussy like he’d wanted to for a long time. He needed her. He squeezed the flesh of her thighs harder as he felt her legs wrap around him. V’s head was rolling from side to side, her teeth biting into her arms as she gripped her elbows. The noises she was making charged Johnny up with the thrill of finally being able to coax them out of her. He couldn’t help stealing glances up at the stunning sight of V’s pleasure, caused by him, making him feel like the luckiest sonofabitch on Earth. He focused on the sensitive bud of her clit and then back inside over and over again, his tongue aching in the best way. He splayed his chrome hand across her stomach, pinning her down so he could carve a path deeper into her core. The delicious taste of her was driving him into a frenzy.
Johnny gave her clit another suck and then replaced his mouth with his chrome thumb, V crying out at the cold and intense sensation. He stroked that bundle of nerves as his tongue laved inside her. Her legs tightened around him and her breaths quickened, getting close.
“Please, not like this,” she hissed at him. He pulled away, swiping his hand across his mouth and beard. “I want you inside me.”
Johnny held her eyes as he let out a low growl. He wanted to feel her come all over his face, but not as much as he wanted her to come all over his cock.
V sat up and reached for him, grasping at his chin and drawing him back up to her. He caged her in with his arms as he hovered over her body. She captured his mouth in a sloppy kiss, breathing hard. Electricity surged from the pit of his stomach right down to his toes at the thought of her tasting herself on his lips. She grabbed at his dog tags with one hand to anchor herself, bringing her other to stroke over his cock. Johnny hissed into her mouth as he stirred inside his pants. He immediately banished them to the digital ether and breathed in at the sensation of her warm hand on him at last. Johnny caught her own little intake of breath, secretly smug about his impressive member, hard as a rock for her. V broke their kiss and looked down at it, Johnny doing the same. They watched as she slowly pumped his cock a few times, making him moan, before bringing her thumb to swipe over the sensitive tip to the bead of pre-cum waiting just for her. She brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked it, capturing his eyes with hers as she did so.
This fucking girl. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen.
“Fuck, V”. Her mouth pulled into a smug grin. Then she was pushing him away. Johnny waited, sat back on his haunches with his cock out, desperately hoping that wasn’t them done for the night. V turned herself over, coming to kneel on all fours. Johnny could practically hear his eyes widen at the sight her ass and pussy bared in front of him. He bit into his own lip, nearly hard enough to draw blood. V looked over her shoulder, eyes glinting with invitation as well as desperation as she cocked her head, meaning come on then.
The final thread of tension and control snapped inside Johnny and his very being was overcome with need. He glitched to kneel right behind her, fisting her long hair in his chrome hand and holding the base of his cock with the other, getting ready to line up. He leant over her, brushing his lips next to her ear.
“No going back from this, y’know” Johnny murmured, giving her one last chance to ghost off out of this situation that would change things forever.
“I know” V whispered back, before lowering on to her elbows and lifting her ass in the air. Well, that was all the convincing he needed. He wanted to fuck his name into every inch of her skin.
Johnny pressed his lips between her shoulder blades before straightening up. He lined the head of his cock at her entrance and finally, finally pushed slowly in with a groan. The intake of breath and the surprised “Oh” from V was music to his ears. He bottomed out in her and let his head fall back as he savoured the sensation of her stretching and moulding around him, the slick heat of her the best thing he’d ever felt. He gave her a few moments to adjust to him, before drawing his hips back slowly and then thrusting inside her harder as he pulled at her hair.
“OH!” She wailed it this time. For weeks he’d held herself back from her, cataloging reasons to keep his distance. Not anyfuckingmore.
Johnny drew back and thrust in again and again, his chrome fingers flexing around her hair and his ganic hand grasping at her ass, feeling and seeing the flesh of her cheeks ripple as he rutted against her. The noises V was making would be carved into his brain forever and a day. He ploughed in and out, roving his eyes over the hair wrapped in his fist, her narrow waist, her round bouncing ass, but coming to stare at the point his skin joined hers and watching her take him so well. His cock was already desperately holding out. The wet noises of her pussy taking him and the slap of skin on skin reverberated around the walls, the sound better than any song he had ever wrote, that was for fucking sure.
He really wasn’t going to last much longer.
“V, I—I really can’t—“ he stuttered out, gritting his teeth hard.
V babbled something beneath him almost incoherently about wanting him to come and that she was close.
“No, let me see you”. Johnny pulled all the way out of her with a grunt as he let go of her hair, feeling the loss keenly almost like a punch to the gut. She wailed and turned around, her cheeks flushed pink and her forehead glittering with sweat. Johnny normally dominated in the bedroom and went from behind or on top quickly, but he wanted to watch V use him like a toy to find her release. He shuffled and lay down beside her, grabbing at her wrist and pulling. V nodded just once and crawled over to him, holding herself stable on his chest as she got her leg over him once more.
Johnny fisted the sheets and stared as V knelt up and wasted no time guiding his cock, now wet with her slick, back into her. She held that stare as she sank slowly down onto him, her lips parting and her eyes widening at the sensation of him filling her from this angle. Her slipperiness paved the way for the head of his cock to brush that deep spot inside. Johnny felt a growl rip its way from the back of his throat as V rolled her hips and started to ride him, her own breathy moan responding. Her nails clawed at his chest. He let go of the sheets and reached up to grope at her breasts that indeed fitted into his palms like they were sculpted just for them. He tweaked and pinched her nipples with his fingers, and V brought a hand to hold his chrome one tighter to her. She bounced and rolled above him like some kind of sex goddess, her head lolling back and her whines getting louder and louder as Johnny snapped his hips up to meet her. He moved to guide her own with his ganic hand, gripping at the flesh almost hard enough to bruise.
“J—Johnny,” she was so nearly there. “I can’t—I want—please!” She babbled at him, her green eyes blazing a path through his as she shook her head.
Johnny sat up and pulled her legs to curl them around his back, this angle even better still. He clasped the back of her head and pulled her down to take a frantic kiss, all tongues and teeth, growling again as he rolled up and into her.
“Come on, Valerie. That’s it” he growled into V’s mouth as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down onto him as hard as he could to meet every movement. He felt her pussy clench around him and she pulled her mouth from his to let a cry rip free as her release finally came. He bit hard on her neck and chased his own, finally able to let it out.
“FUCK!” he yelled, his cock pulsing and spurting his hot cum inside her, so much of it that he felt it start to drip back down the sides. He thrusted hard for as long as he possibly could, drawing out V’s pleasure and cries as well as his own as she milked him dry, until he was too sensitive, slowing down bit by bit and eventually stilling inside her. They both rested their sweaty foreheads together, panting and trying to catch breath, both of them trembling from the force of their orgasms. His cock twitched inside her, finally sated.
After a few more lusty kisses, V clambered off him. He grunted at the feeling of no longer filling her. She rolled, her breasts heaving as her lungs started to fill back with enough air again. Johnny stretched on to his back and pulled her into him, his arm wrapping around to hold her warm body close. He lifted his metal arm to sweep his damp hair back from his forehead before placing his hand behind his head.
“Wow” V breathed into his chest, pressing a small open mouthed kiss to it.
“Mm-hm” he hummed back, satisfied that 50 years in Mikoshi and a lifetime of booze and cigs hadn’t slowed him down for his dream girl.
His insides were liquid and his cheeks warm, his craving for her finally fulfilled. For now. He didn’t think he could ever get enough of her. His chest and stomach bloomed as he cradled V to him and her breathing settled.
Johnny was feeling things. Truly, madly, deeply. He thought he had for a little while.
Johnny was in fucking trouble.
He didn’t know what was going to happen to them, tried his damnedest not to think about it. He was not a religious man but he spent his time secretly praying they’d find a way to get through this together.
For now, at the very least, they had tonight.