nct 127 smuts

mark x reader x johnny // baby pt. 1

'baby' pt. 1

original author: sluttyten on Tumblr (link at the end)

description: It begins as a mistake when Mark overhears you and Johnny having sex.

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It began as a mistake.

Johnny had been led to believe that when Taeyong told him "Everyone's going home for the holidays to spend it with their families" that meant that everyone was going home. Johnny had told Yuta goodbye as he walked out of the dorm to catch his flight home to Japan, he asked Taeyong to bring back that one food he couldn't remember the name of that his mom made so well, and he fell asleep through the rest of the members departing.

"Don't you wish you were heading home too?" You ask him later when you're out at dinner. "To spend the holidays with your family?"

Johnny shrugs and doesn't really look you in the eye as he says, "I'll see them the next time we go to LA or New York. And my mom was saying something about visiting soon, but tickets are always more expensive over the holidays."

So because he has the dorm to himself and because it's the holidays ("No one should be alone on the holidays, Johnny."), you agree to spend the night with him.

He's already got you all worked up by the time you get to the door. You're feeling hot and wet and the shape of his lips is already burning on your throat. Johnny whispers what he's going to do to you as he pushes the door open and you step inside together, your limbs tangled as you twist in his arms to kiss him and laugh.

But then you feel him freeze.

"I thought you went home?" He says.

You pull your mouth from his throat and spin around, detaching yourself from him.

Mark's in clear view of the door, wide-eyed and trying not to stare too much at the wrinkled state of your clothes (Johnny was a bit handsy on the walk from the car).

"My flight was cancelled and they were going to charge me more to get a different flight to be there in time." Mark rubs his hands down over his thighs and then does a kind of twitchy half-bow in your direction. "Hello."

You've met Mark before a few times, always in a casual manner, never as Johnny's girlfriend. But now there's no denying that you're not just a friend of Johnny's. That seems to have flustered Mark as he blushes a bit and finally turns away.

Johnny hovers for a moment, glancing between you and Mark with a look similar to concern on his face. It's a look you don't totally understand until five minutes later.

Five minutes later you're sitting half-naked on Johnny's bed, watching him pace around the room, and listening to him say, "We can't have sex when he's here can we? That would be rude. And weird probably, right?"

"Don't tell me you did all that and now you're not going to fuck me?" You pout, folding your arms in front of you. "Johnny, please. I need you. I'm so wet and horny, I'm throbbing."

You spread your legs a bit, and there's a hesitation in Johnny's pacing back and forth. He glances at you, his gaze falls down between your legs, and then at his door. You can hear the sound of the TV out in the living room as Mark watches a movie or a drama probably.

"Please, Johnny." You whine, and this time you let one of your bra straps slip off your shoulder. A smile tugs at your lips when you notice the way Johnny's eyes follow it. "I'll be a good girl. I'll be quiet."

Johnny sighs and smiles, tugs his shirt over his head, steps out of his pants almost without stumbling, and then he's crawling over you, pushing you back on the bed.