Livin' life on the edge, I'm in a car on the way to Knutsford and there's a guest next to me while I'm writing this. Anyway, this is the hundredth chapter! Woohoo! We finally got to the hundredth one! Carrying on, this is a sequel to the John x bullied!reader in the previous chapter so if you haven't checked that out then I suggest that you should. :)

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The cuddling lasted approximately twenty-five minutes. Then it turned to soft grinding after you straddled his lap. John was already incredibly flustered.

"(____)? What are you doing?!"

"Do you not like it?" You stopped moving.

"N-no, it's not that..." Somehow, John had made a new shade of red.

"Then what's wrong?"

"Don't you think it's a bit early for this?" John was looking at everything but you.

"I guess but haven't we liked each other for a long time?"

"Yeah, I guess but...but still!"

"If you don't want to do it, we won't do it. It has to be something we both want to do." John was silent for a moment so you started to climb off him. He gripped your hips that new shade of red deepening.

"N-no! Um... I want to I was just worried you might have been feeling pressured into it." You giggled and shook your head.

"No, I want to do this!" John nodded but didn't move, still seeming a bit embarrassed. You took the initiative to start, grinding down softly at first but occasionally grinding a bit harder. John's hands would squeeze your hips at times, eyes shut and mouth slightly agape. Slowly, you could feel him poking your inner thigh. You beamed at the thought that you could do this to him. It was like a special secret, just between you and him.

Eventually, John started to bump his hips up to yours. You gasped and looked up from his pants to look at his face. His eyes were shut and his face turned away. You slowly turned his head to face you with your thumb and index finger. You leant in and kissed him sweetly, your hand loosening his clenched palm enough to slip in and squeeze a little. John's shoulders relaxed a little with the sweet little gestures, his face wasn't even screwed up in embarrassment. It was like all the tension in his body disappeared at the assurance you gave him. You nipped at his lips a little bit and as he opened his mouth you leant away. John let out a little irritated huff, so you leant back in again and this time John nipped at your lips. Your mouth opened quickly and his tongue nudged yours, setting off a little battle that he would win after a struggle. He continued to poke around in your mouth until you both needed breath.

Pulling away, both of your eyes were half-lidded, lust finally became prominent. Your hands were still entwined but the grinding had stopped.

"Are we going to... Do it here?" He asked tentatively, as if it would burst the little bubble of sexual tension if he spoke too loud. You shook your head and made him follow you upstairs to your room.

Lying on the covers of your bed, you were on top again, but he had your hips in a firm grip. You had resumed kissing but pulled away when removing pieces of clothing. You suddenly pulled away. John, confused and a little hurt, watched you. "What's wrong?"

"Just going to get something." You winked at him. While you walked away you mentally slapped yourself for winking, who even does that? You rooted through your parents top drawer for a condom. You found one that was still in date and were disgusted to find that there was only three left in a pack of twelve. What were they, rabbits? You returned to the bedroom quickly, ridding yourself of the thought of your parents...

You almost launched yourself onto John who was quite surprised by the little foil wrapper in your hand.

"Won't someone notice?"

"Eh, oh well it's better than them finding out because I'm pregnant."

"... Good point." You giggled a little. Looking at John's pants there was a little wet patch from where you had been grinding together.

"Let's  take these off shall we?" John nodded, his cheeks completely red. Silence dominated the room as the only sound was the rustling of his pants. Silence ensued. You tilted your head. He was... Impressive. Definitely bigger than what you had expected. Obviously you couldn't tell if he was bigger or smaller due to the fact that his boxers were still on. John was staring at the ceiling trying to will the obnoxious blush down. You reached towards the lump in his underwear and rubbed your palm against it. John tried to breathe in and gasp out at the same time, an almost pained sound echoed through the room. You giggled and kissed him through his underwear, before tugging them off his legs.

John quickly sat up.

"W-Wait!" You froze, his underwear hanging off your left hand's index finger. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He was so sweet. You smiled and kissed his cheek.

"I am so sure that it hurts!" John hesitated a little bit, but nodded and lay back down.

"Me too." You grinned and ripped open the little foil wrapper. You pinched the top of the condom and rolled it down John's 'babymaker'. You moved back over his hips, braced your hands on his chest and slowly sank down onto him. John had never looked so surprised. Before he could stop it a long, confused moan left his mouth. John had never done anything like this, he didn't watch anything remotely sexual, he would get too confused or embarrassed. Doing this with you made John understand why so many people talked about it at school.

You were biting your lip in slight pain. You wiggled a little to see if it would help, only succeeding in making it hurt more and dragging a strangled grunt out of John. Johns hands went to your hips, his thumbs rubbing circles on the skin. The pain started to die down so you found yourself grinding down and dragging your hips up. You weren't very vocal when it came to sex. Letting out small gasps and squeezing your eyes shut would show how good you felt. John watched your face, his hands still on your hips. You were extremely pretty, John was just surprised he hadn't told you before.

You sank down a bit further than before and your torso collapsed onto John's chest.

"Are you okay?" John asked, alarmed.

"Yeah, just... Just catching my breath." John sat up and waited for you. After a couple of seconds you sat up by yourself and bounced a bit, continuing your previous pace. John noticed your breasts at this point, it was a bit hard to miss them when they were right in front of his face. John didn't quite know what to do at first but followed a hunch and gently grasped the fatty tissue. A high pitched squeak came from you and John let go.

"No! No do that again John!" You exclaimed grabbing one of his wrists. John nodded and latched onto you again. Your head tilted back and John could see you swallow. He swallowed after you and hesitantly brought his mouth to your chest. Another high pitched squeak came from you, encouraging John to swipe his tongue over your nipple. John felt your hips gain speed and quickly realized how close he was. it felt like you were squeezing him at this point and to John, it was heaven. His eyelids fluttered shut and he moaned into your breast. You gasped at the wonderful vibrations which made a tingle run down your spine. You wrapped your arms around John's neck and pulled him up for a kiss to muffle both of your moans. The kiss was unfocused, your tongues rolling anywhere they could. You were pretty sure that your teeth were hitting his, but you didn't care. So close to the edge, you could practically feel the knot in your stomach breaking down at a break-neck speed. Your eyes squeezed shut from their semi-open state when the knot finally burst.

Your body stopped, only your back moving to arch into him. John was being completely constricted now and the feeling alone had him snapping his eyes open and moaning oh-so loudly into your mouth. When he came he wasn't quite sure what happened it was a blur of flesh tones and the colour that made up your room. The next thing John knew was that you were now both lying down, panting like you had ran a marathon. 

"W-wow..." John didn't know how to explain how he felt. You panted a bit more before coming up with a reply.

"Wow times five thousand..." John nodded and as your breathing slowed down he stroked your hair. After a few moments of relaxing he slid out of you and placed the condom in the bin near your bed. You were both silent for a minute and then you started to giggle.

"What's so funny?" John started to panic. Were you laughing at him? Had he done something wrong?

"At least... At least Dave can't say you're a homo anymore!" You laughed a little louder now and John seemed to laugh in triumph. 

John definitely would not mind doing this with you again.

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I know I haven't wrote anything for like a month but I've had a good reason, my grandparents have been feeling really bad and other family reasons we just found out that my granddad has had a minor stroke so you know. Scared shitless for them. Anyway yay! A really long 100th chapter. 

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