CONSTANTLY thinking about the scene where Johnny and V talk in front of the basketball court and if you choose to make fun of Johnny, he genuinely looks hurt and V will (semi) apologize.
"Gonk who enlisted was Robert John Linder. Got roped in with easy cash, promise of fame, glory. Linder snuffed it. Was a different kid who crawled home from the front."
".... Johnny, I- ... I didn't mean to..."
"...'s OK. Was a long time ago."
UGH THEY CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER. they care about hurting each others feelings. V and Johnny LOVE to insult each other but when it goes too far they'll step back and tone it down wugh...
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SILVERV WEEKEND PROMPTS
this event will take place on Feburary 24 & 25, 2024
Day One: No-Tell Motel // Soulmates AU
Day Two: Amusement Park // Roommates AU // Free Day
you can use one prompt for each day or combine them! i added a free day onto day two for anyone that wants to participate, but doesn't like the prompts i chose 💗
this is meant to be a fun event!! please do not stress out if you don't create anything in time💗whether you write 15 words or 15k, i'm sure everyone would love to see them!
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kinktober day 6: car sex - johnny silverhand
When Johnny had said he wanted to take you to Make Out Point, you had made fun of him.
Make Out Point? Come on, you had told him when he suggested it, you weren't in high school anymore. If he wanted to fog the windows up, why not do it in your own home, where it was warm, and you had space to spread out, and there was no chance of a wayward knee or arm knocking the car into another gear.
He'd been insistent, though, so you had gone.
And you had been a fucking gonk to complain in the first place.
"Fuck, sweetheart, that's it," Johnny muttered in your ear as you rocked yourself up and down on his cock in the back seat of his Porsche. "Just like that. Good girl... godammit it."
There weren't any other cars here tonight, just you and him and no one to see the vehicle rocking with your jerky movements as you got closer and closer to your end. Your knees were pressed tight against his sides and your nails were surely leaving indents in the bare skin of his shoulders, but he didn't seem to give much of a fuck as he guided your humping of his lap.
You would never get used to the feeling of Johnny's cock stretching you out, how his tip caressed that particularly sensitive spot inside of you and the way you felt each and every bump and vein along his shaft. It was like being fucked by some kind of god who knew just how much divinity he possessed and how to use it to bring someone to their knees for him.
"Johnny," you whimpered, reaching your hand around his neck slightly so that you could card your fingers through his dark, untamed locks and grab a fistful of them. "Johnny, I'm close."
"Good girl," he practically growled against the shell of your ear as he took over and began to thrust up into you hard enough to make the seat creak. "Good fuckin' girl..."
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