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Casting Couch

Johnny Cage x male reader smut

1.2k words

a/n: I was going to put a little bit of plot in this, but I decided to just jump straight into the smut. In this story, Johnny owns a casting couch company that the reader is auditioning at.

“You’re gonna be a star, baby,” Johnny says, lifting the phone towards his face. His free hand goes to the front of his pants to rub at the already prominent bulge. “You ever sucked a cock before?” He asks.

You shake your head and have to pull your eyes away so you look up and audibly respond, “no.”

“Fuck,” Johnny says in awe, “you can’t even take your eyes off it.”

Not even realizing your eyes had fallen back down, one of his fingers hooks under your chin to turn your face back up. The finger under your chin moves to trace your lips before it slowly presses inside your mouth.

The finger doesn’t go deep, just moves in so Johnny can press the pad of it against your tongue. He lets out a groan when you suck at the digit and you watch as his fingers tighten around the phone he’s holding.

Johnny pulls his finger from your mouth to wrestle with his belt and pants, “let me,” you say, giving Johnny a soft smile as your fingers replace his.

Johnny’s belt and pants fall to his ankles with a clink, leaving his lower body in an expensive looking pair of underwear. You’re pretty sure they’re silk.

The fabric is as soft as they look under your nose when you move forward to run your nose along Johnny’s cock. You feel his cock give a twitch under your nose, making you wonder if you can get it to do the same thing again, but with your tongue instead.

“I almost don’t want to film this,” Johnny says quietly, like he’s talking to himself. “So I can keep you all to myself,” he places a warm palm on the back of your neck to press your face into his still clothed-cock.

Johnny’s fingers tighten for a split second around the back of your neck. The possessive feel of the action nearly makes you let out a whimper, but you instead open your mouth to pant wetly against his growing bulge.

“Please,” you whisper, looking up at Johnny through your lashes.

“Fuck, you’re eager,” Johnny says, his voice low and rough.

With the hand at the back of your neck, he pulls you back to push his underwear down, exposing his cock.

You stay in place when Johnny pulls his hand away so he can wrap his fingers around his cock. You watch as Johnny’s cock grows to full hardness in a few strokes, a clear pearl of precome waits for you at the tip when Johnny’s fingers go back to your neck.

The salty flavor hits your tongue when you lick at the head, and the flavor intensifies when you press the tip of your tongue into the slit.

“Hey,” Johnny says quietly, “look up at the camera, baby,” Johnny says, his fingers tightening on the back of your neck.

The pet name sends a warm feeling through your body, straight down to your cock. You aren’t sure of where to place your hands, but you opt to keep them at your sides. You meet Johnny’s eye before looking at the small lens of the camera.

“Good boy,” Johnny murmurs, his fingers loosening so he can get a better grip and get your mouth further on his cock.

The two words send another thrill through your body, your cock giving another twitch. One of your hands moves to your crotch to press the heel of your hand to your hardening cock. You moan at the feel, the vibrations going straight through Johnny’s cock.

Johnny moans at the feel and pulls his cock free from your mouth, “you like that? You like it when I call you that?” Johnny questions, a slow smile spreading across his lips. “Let me see,” he commands, moving the camera to where he can see where your hand lies.

You spread your legs so Johnny can get a better view. You pull your hand away so Johnny can see the bulge in your pants. The second your hand is gone, you feel an itch under your skin to put it right back where it was.

“That’s it,” Johnny whispers.

You pant wetly against the shiny head of Johnny’s cock, and wait until he’s pulled the phone away before you take his cock again. You take it deeper this time, as deep as you can until you can feel the head meet your gag reflex.

Johnny groans above you, his head falling back. Tears fell from your eyes as his cock had gone deeper, and Johnny wipes them away after he pulls his cock free from the wet suction of your mouth.

“You okay?”

You nod after catching your breath and wipe the rest of your tears away quickly. “Yeah,” you say, your voice sounding rough.

“Want to try again?” Johnny asks. He rubs the slick head of his cock along your lips and pushes it back inside after you nod.

Knowing how far you can take him, you bob your head up and down, making sure to not take his cock too far.

It must be good enough for Johnny as he moans as your lips glide wetly over his cock. Your jaw soon begins to ache, but the low sounds Johnny makes keep you on his cock. You breathe heavily through your nose, trying to take in as much air as you can to get rid of your growing lightheadedness.

“Easy, baby, easy,” Johnny says, pulling his cock from your mouth with his hand at the base. He chuckles down at you and gives a slow stroke to his cock, “are you sure you haven’t done this before?” He questions, angling the phone so the camera can see how wet you’ve made his cock.

“I haven’t, but I’ve seen your videos.”

Johnny lets out another laugh, “smart boy,” he responds. “Where do you want me to come, on your pretty face, or your hot mouth?” He asks, giving another stroke to his cock.

“My face,” you respond after a moment of thought.

You’re back on Johnny’s cock when he pulls his hand away and it falls to his side. You run your tongue along the bottom, right on the vein on the underside. When you reach the tip, you go back down, but instead, you go lower to tongue at his balls.

Johnny lets out another loud groan when you suck one of them into your mouth. You move to the next and leave the other like the first: soaked with your spit.

“You’re trying to fucking kill me, baby,” Johnny says, his voice low and rough. He wraps a fist around the base of his cock and strokes from root to tip in quick jerks until he’s shooting across your face.

The smell of his come hits you first, then you get the taste when you lick your lips to get what landed on your lips onto your tongue. The salty, bitter taste lights up your tastebuds, reminding you of how hard your cock is in your pants.

You watch as Johnny tosses the phone onto the couch beside him. He pulls his underwear and pants back up and tucks his cock into his pants. He steps away as he fastens his belt back on and returns a few minutes later.

Johnny wipes your face with the wet cloth he returned to the room with. He pulls you up onto your feet after throwing the cloth in the same direction he had thrown the phone.

“You okay?” he questions softly.

“I’m good,” you respond, sending Johnny a smile.

“Seems like it,” Johnny grins, his fingers brushing your hard cock, “can I take care of that?”

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧

a/n -- just a gender neutral, simple, and short smut for halloween! (so short, just haven't been in the zone lately) - happy halloween!

words -- 1.1k (verryyyy short)

warnings -- handjob (Johnny receiving), bad dialogue/ooc (maybe, wrote it as all Johnny Cage's applicable)

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“Johnny.” You censured, eyes laying on him as he walked into the common area of his mansion. The size made it hard to tell where the line of each room ended and began.

He could tell where your disapproval laid, “You said I either have a thick skull or a tiny brain.”

You didn’t say those exact words last night. It was no secret that Johnny was a big spender, even when he lacked the money to afford a shining quality like that. The night before his big halloween party, and his chain of other parties left this one unplanned, so he splurged on decorations and booze that, thankfully, wasn’t as old as Mileena. You had told him that he either had a thick skull or thought with his dick. And now, he stood before you in a cheap halloween costume.

“So your answer to that is… this?” Your hand flagged him from the neck down, where his body was covered in a full-bodysuit made of shrunken wool that hugged his every inch. Thin vinyl was plastered over it to replicate a cartoonish version of the skeletal system, like he was getting an XXX-ray. His upper body was fine, and surprisingly clothed unlike his previous record of annual exposure. Just south of his torso is where the trend continued this year, an extra piece of fabric made for his dick to fill out was apparent as the rest of his costume funneled down his legs and to his feet. Almost like a onesie, but nothing less than explicit. Was he seriously going to walk around like that at his own party? At least he wouldn’t have to ask for someone to hold his beer as he would have an unsteady walking-shelf to set it on that sprouted off his waist. Black may be slimming, but it could never hide his beast.

“I got a matching doctor costume and it was buy one, get one. No extra expense.” He waved it off, suggesting that it was no big deal. After last night, he had no clue if you were ready to leave Cage alone in his mansion or stick with him through another seasonal spending spree. 

“Guess that’s it then. Johnny Cage is getting an exam.” You patted the printed sternum of his bodice, right about where his upper-chest would be. The notion ushered out a form of tension squeezing around Johnny’s lungs. Something the X-ray couldn’t find and something your watchful eye couldn’t discern.

He tittered on the first few syllables, “Gnarly movie title.” One thing about Johnny was that he didn’t act like he had something to hide.

“Just don’t let it be a horror flick.” You still couldn’t shake the fact that he wanted to watch Invasion of the Body Snatchers right after extra-terrestrial visitors had come to his home.

“I was thinking horror-comedy with a surprise cameo—me!” Johnny hurried out of the room and noisily cleared off the decorations on his marble-white kitchen counter by shoving them to the floor. He saw you follow in his steps at a slower pace, eye’s going from him to the scattered decorations all over the floor. “I know, I know. I’ll clean it up after.”

“I never said I was mad,” you started to jump the gun and make an assumption. Maybe Johnny should have handed you a prop gun and uniform from one of his old buddy-cop movies given how trigger-happy you were, “It just means I get to see that ass after we deal with this.”

Your hands found purchase with something else to squeeze, though. His thighs, lanky yet toned, made the fabric wrapped around them look uncomfortably tight. It was the most apparent on his boner, acting like a cock sleeve, or better yet, a black and white sock that was the typical cum-dump for someone of Johnny’s mental age. 

“So, you said you were having some discomfort?” You let your hands ghost over him, pretending to feel around and find the source of his issue.

“Yeah, Doc. All my skin is gone and so are my organs and my… everything.” His hands took ahold of yours and guided you directly to his crotch, as if they had strayed to far and he needed to put them on the right path.

The hint was clear, so you quickly grasped his half-hard dick. Each pulse in your hand made it firm up even more. “Well, there’s something here… like, it’s blood… rushing.”

“What’s the diagnosis?” He feigned a wince and looked away, ready to hear the impetuous calumny.

“That you’re super dead… and maybe decapitated.” 

“Give me some relief in the afterlife?” He said weakly, reaching up to grab your arm. 

You giggled, trying to keep it under wraps and not break character. “Johnny, what’s the plot of this?”

“Just give me my peace…” He controlled his voice so that it slowly faded away and his eyes shut with camera-perfect timing, one peeping open to see your reaction a moment later as if it was your cue to speak up.

You laughed it off, choosing to not convolute the plot anymore and giving the skeleton his last wish. That was the best this a fake doctor-spouse could do for their partner, after all. Your hand hadn’t left the hold on his cock, feeling it practically burn against your skin, even through the cheap wool and vinyl. Johnny must not have been wearing anything under this bodysuit, since his face contorted as you jerked his shaft up until the tip. The unseen mushroom head was sensitive on the flat side, so you let the cloth and pressure against it do most of the work to rile him up.

It seemed to work and Johnny was undone within minutes. His back arched away from the cold marble he laid on, then his hips followed in a similar direction. Going up, he forced himself into the palm of your hand until the base hit the entrance of the tunnel your fingers formed around him. Something that physically and emotionally separated the two of you brought you closer, and Johnny got off on that idea more than seeing his own reflection. 

Johnny’s hips kept bucking once the dam had burst. Glossy white percolated through the fabric and dribbled down the length of his covered shaft. As his desperation pushed him to the edge, he thrust himself into the air one more time, and the fabric had stretched enough for it to tear at the tip.

“Guess the party’s cancelled? No halloween costume means…”

“Well… I lied, earlier. It was a two for one, so I got four.”

I’m really happy to see other MK11 Johnny Cage fans on this app ( coming from an absolute obsessed fan💀 ) and I’ve wrote for Kano and Erron but I want to write for Johnny but I have no ideas or prompts to write for him, so hopefully you guys have some ideas you can give me through my comments or inbox !!! SFW or NSFW I really don’t mind, thank you!! Besitos!!💋💋

ʙʟᴜʀʙ ᴏғ ᴍᴋ𝟷𝟷 ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ || NSFW : B|0W J0B 💋

My note — I thought of this while at the drive thru of McDonald’s, why you ask? I don’t fucking know, but ENJOY I GUESS. I have never wrote any smut or anything remotely related to this before so sorry if this was ass, trash or gas but I tried💀

Warnings — it’s so self explanatory. You are giving head to Johnny. There 💋

Song — ‘Never Lose me’ — Flo Milli

“ ғᴜᴄᴋ ʙᴀʙʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ɢᴏʀɢᴇᴏᴜs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɴᴇᴇs~ “

𐙚˙✧˖ Oh How your innocent doe eyes looked up at Johnny filled with excitement and lust. Johnny just Manspread while you are on your knees between his legs like you were some sort of servant obeying to every little command.

𐙚˙✧˖ how you unzipped his jeans, slowly pulling down his boxers, his dick literally sprung up rock hard right infront of your face, with a little pre-cum already oozing just from you touching his thigh earlier and innocently whispering in his ear dirty things.

𐙚˙✧˖ having his size slightly intimidating you, you know it’s nothing you can’t handle ;) as you pressed your pouty rosy lips on his sensitive tip, spitting on it making a small ‘Pop’ sound then pulling away with a small string of saliva still attached to your lips, the spit on his tip slowly rolling down on his veiny cock acting as lubricant.

𐙚˙✧˖ His strong big veiny hand behind your head grabbing a hand full of your hair pushing you further down his dick, almost having your nose touch his abdomen. Feeling a tear form in your left eye from the small gagging with mascara slightly smudged. ‘keep gagging like that for me honey k?’ - he says trying to suppress a moan.

𐙚˙✧˖ All you could hear was saliva, sucking, small pop sounds and hot deep breaths with small groans and moans from Johnny, and a little whimper from you every time he pulled a little too hard on your hair. He’d say in a soft low voice ‘mhm sorry baby~’ caress your hair a bit but then do it again, it’s almost like he did it intentionally.

𐙚˙✧˖ The way your mouth wrapped his cock perfectly, your tongue swirling then kitty licking his sensitive rosy tip like if it was a ice cream cone, while your right hand stroked the bottom half, holding eye contact with him ( which he adores ) making his dick overall twitch in pleasure, earning a soft moan come out of his lips and his head throwing it back in pleasure

𐙚˙✧˖ showcasing his Adam’s apple and his chest go up and down from the slight heavy hitched breathing of pleasure. With his hand going back and forth to the back of your head grabbing your hair to cupping the side of your jawline

𐙚˙✧˖ the sweet praises he’d tell you would be top tier (😫) ‘s-shit..that’s it sugar..keep going’ especially through out little moans and deep hitched breaths from the ecstasy feeling your giving him, but still won’t fail to let you know how good your doing. ‘Mhm f-fuck. sweetheart, you’re doing so good for me.’

𐙚˙✧˖ whenever you suck him just right and your going a pace and movement that makes him feel absolutely insane and doesn’t want you to stop, his hand pushes more force on the back of your head, forcing you to go deeper causing a gag, while Johnny buckles his hips further up for you to fully have him all in your mouth. ‘take me all babe, you can do it.’

𐙚˙✧˖ his favorite part of it, is when he cums. Doesn’t matter where on you or how, he loves it. The way your tongue is sticking out with the tip of his cock placed on it just pouring out a load amount of white cream and seeing you shallow it proudly, he literally wants to cum again. Or when his cum lands anywhere on your face, like cheek,nose lips, he fucking loves it. ( if you wear glasses and it gets on the lenses, instant hard on again. )

I’m so sorry if this was absolutely shitty, I have never ever written any smut before so apologies if this is ass ☹️ BUT if you liked it I’m glad and I hope you have a wonderful day or night! Thanks for reading and liking! Besitos 💋

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ | TW : ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR

My note — I hope you enjoy this! This may seem out of character of johnny, I wasn’t sure if he would be the love sick affectionate type of yandere or dark & abusive type but I just let my fingers typed away, if you want me to re write or write another one let me know! I have more yandere JC content so just hold on tight! You can picture MK1 Johnny Or MK11 since I know the lore more and played the MK11 Game I usually invision MK11 JC, but either way enjoy!! NOT PROOFREAD.

Warnings — Bruising, physical abuse, controlling, possessive, jealousy, forcefulness, use of guns, and cussing

Song — eyes don’t lie — Isabel LaRosa

𐙚 Here you are, on the cold hard ground leaning against the wall crying your eyes out, having your neck bruised, and jaw sore, thinking how can you let this happen to yourself?

𐙚 Just awhile ago Johnny saw you talking to Erron black a little longer than you should have at Kotal Kahn’s Kolosseum, What you didn’t know was that Johnny staring at Erron black down with upmost jealousy and rage.

𐙚 then glancing at you with audacity and amusement on how would you let Erron talk to you in such a flirting manner when you know damn well you belong to him and not Erron.

𐙚 After your guys conversation was over after repeatdly declining errons advances , what you didn’t expect was to be harshly grabbed by the wrist and pushed to a corner, and grabbed by the chin being brought up closely to Johnnys face, his brows furrowed in anger and eyes as sharp as knifes.

“ really? Your fucking kidding me right? Over here prancing around like a fucking whore getting other men’s attention you know you aren’t supposed to. The fuck do you have to say about that huh? “

𐙚 The grip of his big hands on your chin getting more tighter and feeling your jaw swelling and burning, it’s like you had a lump in your throat wanting to come out but nothing came out, all in results was your eyes feeling an itch of water slowly becoming more visible in them, and your mouth not uttering a word, if it was sown shut.

𐙚 His facial expressions darken at the silence, both of his hands went to your shoulders pushing you harder to the wall, having his face close to yours

“ IM TALKING TO YOU. Is that man more interesting than me huh, i don’t give you enough is that it?….what are you stupid or deaf, or are you just plain out retarded, to not fucking answer me when I’m speaking to you. “

𐙚 The sudden yell from him caused you to flinch, and finally have a tear run down your right eye, the times you two have been together he never fails to make you fear him, you swallowed the so called lump in your throat and opened your mouth slight trying to push out words

𐙚 but only pathetic stuttering came out, which caused him to only ease his grip on your shoulders and raise his eyebrow in amusement waiting for your response

“ I-…um..i…uh- “

𐙚 You were cut off by him just rolling his eyes and chuckling and finally letting you go but still making sure you were against the wall, in frustration he ran his hand through his hair, and grabbed a Kimber Micro 9 Semi-Auto Pistol out of his gun holster,

𐙚 he chuckles in a manic crazedway and pushes it up against your chin, making your head go up, but still maintaining eye contact with him in fear

“ listen baby, I love you and you love me, but if you ever decide one day you don’t, I will kill you. You hear me? If I can’t have you…then no one can, okay sweetheart?“

𐙚 He says the last 2 words in a smile that sent chills down your spine, it’s like he thought this was something completely normal to do to someone you love. His hand roughly grabbing your jaw, pulling you closer to him, his lips meet yours and his free hand move slowly from your neck down your waist.

𐙚 When he felt you not kiss back, he chuckles within the kiss and brings the gun down to your stomach, having his index finger slightly press on the trigger basically threatening you to kiss him back

“ don’t be a brat, and kiss me back. “

𐙚 After he felt your effort in the kiss and how your lip quivered in fear, in satisfaction he put down the gun from your stomach, his soft and warm tongue slips into your mouth, grabbing your neck roughly making sure you have no intention on breaking the kiss first

𐙚 his breath feeling like a gentle breeze. he pulls you in closer, his hot breath almost burning against your skin.Both of you then heard someone call out Johnnys name, and audible annoyed noise comes out of his mouth as he pulled away from the kiss

𐙚 he then caresses the side of your cheek and says in a sweet tone despite his words pressing the gun further on your chest, definitely causing a mark

“ we’ll talk more at home alright love? If you even fucking remotely look at his way or any man that isn’t me, you’ll know what will happen. k? “

𐙚 he then kisses your cheek and holsters his gun then walking off, you feel your knees give out in pain, you slowly glide against the wall, and let a tear drop by drop, your hand softly going up feeling the burning sensation on your neck and chin from the harsh grasps of his, you don’t know how you’ll have to do it, but soon enough you’ll have to go back out there pretending like nothing happened and this is just the beginning.

So I know I’m writing Twilight stuff rn and I’m also planning somethings for Teen Wolf

But Mortal Kombat 1 👀…

Johnny… and Kenshi

I WANNA RIDE!