johnnie guilbert & jake webber imagines

be my guitar

all credits to @/thugpugs4lrh on tumblr!!

Summary: Above with a little added spice ;)

Pairing: Johnnie x feminine reader

Warnings: Smut, fingering (f), hickeys, making out, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, fluffy ending

Word Count: 950

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You had always loved chill evenings with your boyfriend, and tonight was no exception. Johnnie was sat at his streaming desk, strumming softly on his acoustic guitar. He was trying to figure out some chords and a strumming pattern for a new song, and you had taken it upon yourself to help him "body double", and so, you were laying on your shared bed, scrolling through your phone.

You looked up from your phone, admiring how beautiful your boyfriend was. His long, black hair had fallen softly in his face as his tongue poked out slightly with concentration, running over his black lip rings. Clad in soft, red and black pajama pants and a faded old band tee, Johnnie looked so beyond handsome in your eyes. Slowly, your eyes moved from his body and zoned in on his fingers. They flew across the frets gracefully, displaying years upon years of practice on his guitar. The more you watched, the more turned on you became, noticing how your boyfriend's fingers could work a variety of speeds and rhythms.

"Johnnie," You hummed, a playful purr in your voice. "I have a question for you."

"What's up, baby?" he turned towards you, a soft smile on his face.

He didn't quit strumming his guitar as he spoke to you, which just caused the ache between your legs to continue to throb as your mind ran wild with X-rated fantasies involving his hands.

"Do you ever do like, finger exercises to help you play?" You smirked.

Johnnie must not have caught your gist. He stood up, putting his guitar on the stand and coming to join you on the bed. "Yeah, sometimes. Why?" he asked, sitting beside you and cocking his head.

"Oh...just wondering," You smiled, placing your hand on his thigh and slowly moving upwards towards his crotch. "No reason."

Your boyfriend seemed to have finally caught what you were getting at, his face flushing bright red. "...oh..."

You giggled, enjoying making him blush. "Would you like to do some now, Johnnie? I think it would really help with your new song, my love?" You ran a finger under his chin, a soft, feminine smirk on your face.

Johnnie immediately attached his lips to yours, pushing you back against the soft pillows as he began to make out with you. He began to grind his hips on top of yours as he kissed you, making your lower stomach clench with want. You knew he was getting back at you for the teasing as he began to run his hands up and down your body, his fingers gracefully dancing across your skin.

"God, you taste so fuckin' good." he moaned, savoring your lips before moving across your jawline and down your neck, leaving soft hickeys on your skin.

"Johnnie," You whimpered. "I need you...need your hands on me."

Your boyfriend kissed down your neck, across your breasts, and down your stomach, before using his teeth to pull down your leggings and underwear. He left soft kisses on your lower stomach and hips, taking his dear sweet time as your 'payback'. Finally, he used his hands to spread your thighs, running his hands up and down the warm skin, but not missing the way you shivered and whimpered.

"Oh baby," he hummed. "You're already so soaked for me. Did watching me play do this to you, hmm? Make you have dirty fantasies about being a guitar?"

You whimpered, running your hands across his fabric clad back. "Mhm," You moaned, your pussy already throbbing with need for an orgasm and he hadn't even really touched you yet. "Wanna cum all over your fingers."

Johnnie tsked. "Not yet," he pouted. "I haven't even had any fun yet."

As he said that, your boyfriend began to rub his thumb across your already swollen clit, beating out a rhythm that made you want to scream. You moved your hands from Johnnie's back to his hair, tangling your hands in his black locks. As he sped up his movements, he slowly inserted one finger into you, pumping them in and out in a soft manner.

"Oh my god," You whimpered out, already becoming overstimulated from the fingering and the penetration. "Oh my god."

"Does that feel good?" he cooed, adding another finger into your already dripping slit. "Filling you up with my fingers that you were so horny for?" he asked, going faster and harder on your clit with his thumb.

Johnnie could tell he struck a nerve with the new rhythm, because you whimpered and moaned out, your walls tightening around his fingers.

"Need to cum." You whined.

Your boyfriend added one more finger, just for the sake of stretching you out before speaking. "Go ahead, my love. Cum all over my fingers."

You did as told, immediately letting go and releasing all over Johnnie's fingers as you moaned out his name. The ache that had been building in your stomach since you had watched him play guitar had finally released, and you fell back against the pillows, utterly exhausted and your legs shaking.

Johnnie ran his tongue along your pussy, using his mouth to clean you up, before licking his lips and speaking. "You're such a good girl, my love. Took my fingers like a champ." he hummed, laying down and pulling you into him in a spooning position.

Luckily, you had already been wearing one of his oversized shirts, so you didn't bother with getting up. You just cuddled into his chest, yawning and mumbling nonsensical things. The last thing Johnnie heard before you fell asleep was "I love you...and your fingers.", which definitely made him chuckle as he kissed your forehead and laid down beside you.