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chibikyo · 6 months

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Day 14 - Voyeurism

Johnny Cage (mk1) x F!Reader

Reader, sensing Johnny might be a feeling a little lonely at the thought of returning to an empty home, agrees to return to L.A. with Johnny after the battle on the pyramid. After a long flight both are tired and just want to sleep, but reader happens to catch Johnny in the shower and he puts on quite a show for her, even if he doesn't realize it.

Warnings: Voyeurism, Masturbation, Masturbating in shower, non-consensual Voyeurism (though Johnny isn't upset when reader is caught), unrequited love, not actually unrequited love, mutual masturbation

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Y/n sighed, stretching her back as she made her way toward the room Johnny had provided her. Before the tournament, Y/n would never have considered accepting an acting role in a motion picture, but Johnny had managed to talk her into pitching the project with him. Even if she didn’t want to accept a role in the movie he had assured her that she’d be a great addition to his presentation. ‘Sex sells, Y/n,’ he’d told her with a smug grin. She’d rolled her eyes fondly as she agreed to tag along back with him to his L.A. home.

She hadn’t had anything else going on before Liu Kang had found her so it wasn’t like she didn’t have the time, but, if she was honest, it hadn’t been his confidence or enthusiasm that had sold her on following him home. There had been a sadness in his eyes, his smile not quite able to mask his silent plea that only she had seemed to notice. She had an idea of why he looked so despondent and she’d only been proven right as he’d guaranteed her the VIP tour of his home town. It was the idea of returning to his empty home that seemed to sit heavy in his heart.

She could understand why. His divorce had been settled in his absence while he was training with the monks and despite pretending otherwise, she knew he’d burned a lot of bridges with his friends. Likely the only friends he had were Kenshi and the others and Y/n hoped he counted her among them. He’d laughed off the rejections from the others, but Y/n had been watching him, and had seen his eyes drop just a bit before he’d turned his charm on her. Of course she’d said yes and though she tried to convince herself otherwise, it wasn’t just because she couldn’t stand to see the older man unhappy.

“Uh Oh.” She stopped in the hall and glanced at the doors on either side, trying to remember which room he’d said was hers. They had finally arrived at his mansion less than an hour ago. She’d collapsed on his couch, her muscles aching and exhausted from two days of flying and Johnny dragging her around, and he’d given her directions to her room before excusing himself to shower and change. He’d offered to carry her upstairs, but she’d waved him off saying she just needed a minute to relax and hoped he hadn’t seen the blush on her cheeks.

They’d flown in first to her hometown so she could check in on her flat and pack a wardrobe more appropriate for a big city rather than meditating and punching the hell out of a bunch of sweaty men. Johnny had run around her place like an overexcited toddler as Y/n unpacked her bags and then he’d taken over the packing process completely, shoving her out of her own room to repack toiletries while he personally selected her wardrobe for the trip. She almost stepped in to take over when she’d heard him saying, ‘gotta pack this sexy little number, for sure’, but he’d followed it up with, ‘Oh yeah these look hella comfy for a movie night’ and ‘Ohh and I remember her wearing those cropped hoodies a lot so like, three of those,’ and she’d been so charmed he would remember something like that she had ultimately left him to the task.

They’d flown into L.A. that afternoon, but Johnny had detoured to his favorite cafe to get them coffee, then treated her to dinner at his favorite diner, and they’d walked off the meal with a tour outside his mansion. So when they’d finally managed to actually get inside her social battery was drained, her legs felt like lead, and she wanted nothing more than to collapse onto the nearest soft object and melt into it. He’d laughed at her threat to simply sleep on his couch, but she had been half serious because by god it was soft.

All that had led her to this moment of frustration as she tried to remember exactly what he’d said. Based on what she remembered he had directed her to the last door at the end of the hall, but just based on the door and layout of the mansion that almost had to be the master bedroom. There was an open concept sitting room to her left, her right had another door that could be a room, then the door at the end of the hall that was emblazoned with a gold star. He hadn’t mentioned a star, but then again he’d stated it wasn’t the one across from the upstairs lounge. She was tired and decided it wasn’t worth arguing with the actor.

“At this point I don’t care as long as there’s a bed.” She sighed, heading down the hall and through the ornate door. The room was actually quite cozy, less of the modern contemporary feel of the main rooms and more intimate. It had a feeling of being lived in and Y/n still wasn’t convinced this wasn’t the master. The bed at the center of the room looked so comfy and inviting that she actually felt herself swaying toward it. Her bags were waiting at the foot of the bed and Y/n considered just stripping and crawling into the bed as she was, but she decided it would be best to wash off the sweat and grime of several airports and greasy diners so she spent a few minutes digging out what she would need to get cleaned up.

There was a changing room with his and her vanities that opened up to either the bathroom or a walk in closet. The bathroom door was ajar and as she started to push it open Y/n was hit with a puff of warm, steamy air and the sound of running water. She glanced up, confusion giving way to shock as she saw Johnny standing in what may have been the most decadent shower she’d ever seen. The shower had multiple recessed sprayers making it look more like Johnny was standing under a rain cloud. It was huge too, easily enough room for two or three people to shower comfortably. She was so engrossed in the design that it took her brain a moment to catch up to the most important and prominent feature; Johnny was in the shower, fully nude, and his left hand was slowly stroking the length of his cock.

She was sure she heard as her brain powered down for a few seconds, vision blurring as she rubbed at her eyes, sure that she wasn’t seeing things right. It didn’t help, as when things came back into focus it was to the sight of Johnny bracing himself against the shower wall, his forehead resting against his supporting arm as he steadily increased his pace. She swallowed as she watched his lips part as if letting out a wanton sigh, but she couldn’t hear it over the rush of water or the pounding of her own heart. She felt a spike of arousal coil thick and heavy between her legs and her face flushed with shame.

‘I need to leave. Johnny is my friend and I’m just standing here watching him like a pervert.’ She chastised, but her legs were frozen in place, her eyes glued to his strong fingers gripped around his leaking shaft. She clenched her thighs as she watched his hand give a little twist over the tip, wanting nothing more than to join this display of pleasure, but it would be wrong to masturbate to the sight of him, right? To bring herself to completion like the perverted voyeur she was.

He readjusted, leaning his back against the wall so his other hand was free to roam. He kept the same languid, easy pace on his cock as his other hand skimmed his chest, teasing and pinching. Y/n had to bite down on her free hand to stifle a moan at the sight. How the hell had he maintained a perfect tan underneath his shaolin robes? All that slick, tawny skin on display was making her ache to feel it under her fingers. He moved lower, stroking down his abs, down past his cock to fondle his balls. He had his eyes closed and mouth open and Y/n could just hear the little gasps and moans likely falling from those plush lips.

She stopped thinking of anything that wasn't Johnny. She bit back a whimper as her hand slowly skimmed down her body, sliding beneath the lip of her shorts and pressing roughly against her clit. She rubbed it slowly, her panties wet with slick already creating a rough drag across her skin. She could feel her arousal growing, tight and hot and she nearly drew blood to hold in her moans. She saw Johnny adjust his grip on his cock, his hips thrusting in time with his strokes which were becoming faster, rougher. Her own fingers sped up to match his pace. His face was flushed and twisted up in ecstasy and Y/n could see the moment when his orgasm hit, shuddering and hand jerking erratically.

"Ahh, hnn, Y/n!" He moaned, loud enough she could hear it over the rush of water as he came and she couldn't help but gasp as she felt herself spill over with him. Her other hand twitched violently as Johnny let out a needy whine and to her horror the small bundle of toiletries she was holding clattered to the ground, echoing loudly as it hit the marbled tiles.

She froze as Johnny’s eyes shot up to meet hers, honing in on where her hand was disappearing under her shorts. His cock slipped out of his grasp, still not yet soft but he did nothing to hide his nudity. She wanted to run, but it was like being a deer caught in his headlights as she saw a little smirk grace his lips. He was moving, sliding open the glass shower doors, pace strong and steady as he approached her. She only managed to snap out of her stupor when she felt his hands slide down her sides, settling along the dip of her waist as he tugged her forward into the hot, moist air of the bathroom.

“Enjoy the show, stardust?” Johnny asked, his voice sly as one eyebrow raised up inquiringly. She felt her face flush even redder at the nickname, something he’d started using after he’d watched her fight the first time. ‘You move so fast, like a shooting star. Going to leave the rest of us in the dust aren’t you?’ He’d said it sincerely and Y/n had laughed it off, but then he’d started calling her stardust ever since. “Let's check."

She gasped as he reached down to tug her hand from her shorts. He brought it up to inspect, his tongue darting out to lap at the wet, sticky essence still clinging to them. Y/n let out a small groan as she watched him sucking her cum off her fingers. He released them with an obscene pop."

"Mmm. Delicious." He hummed. "If you wanted to see me naked you just had to ask, honey."

“Omg, Johnny what the hell?! I wasn’t trying to see you naked!” Y/n exclaimed, eyes snapping shut in horror as her brain finally caught up with what was happening. She pressed at his biceps to try and pry his hands away as she let out a slew of verbal nonsense. “I thought this was the guest room cause this is the room you told me to use and my bags are beside the bed and I didn’t mean to walk in on you and I, omg I shouldn't have watched you that was so wrong. Im such a fucking pervert, I'm so sorry Johnny, I never…"

"Calm down, stardust." Johnny interrupted gently. She glanced up as she felt Johnny’s hands tighten on her waist, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles into the fat of her hips as he stared at her. Her own hands settled along his upper arms, gripping them tight as she watched his eyes dance with barely contained laughter. He leaned down, captured her lips beneath his own as he pulled her firmly against him. His mouth was warm and soft and he kissed her like she was made of the very oxygen he needed to live. It was desperate and needy but filled with a tenderness that had her melting into him, seeking more. She didn’t even notice the hot press of his cock against her stomach or the wetness seeping into her clothes as he took her apart with his clever lips.

“Why not? After all, It was you that had me all hot and bothered to begin with.” Johnny kissed her again, chaste and sweet as he let one hand drift down to squeeze at her pert ass. “Knowing you were going to be sleeping in my bed, hopefully in those cute little PJ’s I packed for you. God, stardust, do you even know how pretty you are? How much I’ve wanted you for months now?” Y/n shook her head.

“Let's get a few things straight.” Johnny laughed. “First of all, I'm not at all upset that you enjoyed my performance. I'm honestly flattered. I would have loved to see your face when you came. Shame I missed it. Next time you should just join me.” He tugged at the hem of her shirt for emphasis and Y/n blushed. “Second, it’s my fault not yours. I wasn’t ready to sleep in that big bed all by myself, so I was going to use one of the guest rooms. I was going to just take a quick shower, but I got a little carried away and that’s on me, not you.”

“Still, I shouldn’t have been watching you… doing that.” Y/n murmured.

“I thought it was just me.” She squeaked and Johnny’s smile grew wider. “Thought maybe you weren’t ready to start looking again, with the divorce and all.”

“I wasn’t before, but that didn't stop me from noticing you, honey.” He smirked. "Now, how about you join me for a nice, long, hot shower and maybe you can give me an encore?" He tugged at her shirt again and Y/n couldn't help the grin spreading across her own face.

"Sounds perfect, Johnny."

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