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Good Directions (e.j.) - synopsis

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"and a left will take you to the interstate, but a right will bring you right back here to me"

Erik Johnson knew his dream for a family was fading by the moment, he always wanted children, but couldn't ever find anyone he wanted to settle down with. Ironically, she was right in front of him in the form of elementary music teacher Emily Wheeler.

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quarantine and chill? - ryan johansen

for my sister @roxkhoe​ <3 i love you Rena

warnings: smut, cursing, fluffy shit, mentions of covid-19 and quarantine

“babe wheres the toilet paper?” i hear, hints of panic in ryan’s voice. 

“ryan you dumb fuck its in the cabinet next to the toilet!” i yell back, already annoyed from the lack of social interaction from anyone besides ryan. 

restarting the water so i can wash what dishes we used throughout the day, i feel strong hands encase my waist as i swivel my hips to the song playing over the speakers in the kitchen. pushing back against him, i feel him poking the small of my back. i shut the water off and turn to meet the chest of ryan, my wet hands gliding across his shoulders into his hair as i grind my hips into him, chest to chest, his hands moving down to grip my ass, pulling me closer as i feel his erection grow against my abdomen. our lips collide as he lifts me onto the counter, my core dripping as he displays his dominance over me.

my hands slide under his shirt, feeling his perfectly toned core tense with the feeling of my cold hands against the ripples of his abs. i pull my hands away, bringing him closer to my body.

“take me upstairs sexy” i whisper, nibbling on his ear as he lets out a shaky breath. he scoops me up by my thighs, displaying his strength as he carries me upstairs into our bedroom. tossing me onto the bed, he strips his shirt off as he walks toward where i lay. he snakes his way up my body, kissing every part of me as he slowly raises my shirt up and over my head, tossing it to the floor beside us and leaving me in nothing but black lace panties.

our kisses become feverish as i feel his rock hard erection against my core, making my insides clench with arousal. i muster my strength to flip us over, moving downwards to pull the sweatpants off of his hips and over his rigid thighs, pulling his boxers down with them. watching his erection spring up, i crawl up his legs and settle between them, giving the head of his cock, raging and red, soft licks, watching him groan in pleasure.

taking him fully into my mouth, i feel his hands instinctively knot into my blonde locks, tugging as i work him to his climax. feeling the ridges in his thighs tense as he cums, i swallow and come up to meet his lips. he flips me over, guiding my legs over his shoulders as he settles between my thighs. his calloused fingers slip my panties down my legs, proceeding to inch into my opening, one then two, as i squelch around the intrusion. his mouth attaches to my clit, shudders of pleasure coursing through my body as he explores my womanhood, licking, kissing, sucking on every area where i need him the most. he brings me to my climax, my body arching and convulsing as pleasure courses through my veins as he works me through the waves.

“ry- ryan please, i need you.” i stutter out, my body already preparing itself for another climax. he drags himself up to meet my lips, his cock already hard and ready to go after his first climax. i think that’s what i love about being with ryan, his stamina is phenomenal, and he seems to never tire after just one orgasm. 

ryan’s lips attach to my neck, sucking on my pulse point as his strong cock pushes into my heat, my walls stretching around his thickness. a soft moan leaves my throat as he bottoms out, ryan giving me a moment to adjust to him. he starts grinding his hips into me, the trimmed pubic hair just barely tickling my clit as his hips meet mine with every thrust

“ryan, i- i’m gonna cum, may i please cum?” i plead, the pressure of the knot in my stomach becoming almost too much to bear

hearing his denial, i groan, digging my nails into the backs of his shoulders. he slows down at this, my urge to finish becoming prominent as i whine and writhe to seek my release. he finally picks up his pace, hand around my throat hammering into me as he chases his climax.

“hold it babygirl, almost there.” he says as his pace becomes almost inhuman. skin clapping as the slickness of our sweat mixes together. 

“ryan please, i cant hold it any longer” i cry, the feeling of being denied my orgasm as well as my vision spotting at the edges from the decrease in my air intake becoming too much to bear.

“cum for me serenna” he says, and with those four words, my body convulses and constricts around him as my orgasm sends me flying into the abyss, my vision going dark as i feel ryan’s seed spill into my womb. his thrusts lazily continuing as he works us through our orgasms

ryan pulls out of me as we come back down to earth, the sensitivity and soreness seeping into my bones as my legs revert back down to the bed. he comes back with a damp washcloth and cleans us up before tossing it into our laundry hamper by the bathroom door and laying down, allowing me to curl into his side. he pulls the blankets over our naked bodies and reaches into his nightstand, pulling out a box and sitting up to face me. i watch him open the box towards me, and in my glimpse, i see a diamond ring, laying perfectly in the black velvet.

“serenna, this wasn’t how i imagined doing this, for nobody knew this was going to happen, with the world we live in, and the pandemic right outside our home. I couldn’t wait any longer to ask you this question, but will you marry me sweetheart?” he says, and through my tears, i say the one word that mattered, the one word that will change my life forever.

“yes, i will marry you ryan”

he instantly scoops me into a hug, kissing the side of my head. when he pulls away, he slips the beautiful ring onto my wedding finger, kissing my hand and laying back down beside me.

as i admire the ring nestled on my hand, i slowly doze off, but i hear one last thing as my consciousness faded

“i cant wait for you to become my wife mrs. johansen. 

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hi everyone!!! if you've scrolled this far, today is January 28th, 2020. today is the day I'm starting my collection of writings for anyone who really wants one. or for myself. either way lfg eh?

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