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You and John have been together for almost 6 years now. You two met by chance at a bar. You had just been stood up for the second time that week and just wanted to drown your sorrow in tears and bottomless margaritas. You were on your third drink of the evening when you felt a tap on your shoulder.
A tall well built man, with short dark brown hair, thick well groomed beard, and a bright inviting smile was standing behind you. He was wearing a classic t-shirt and Jean combo with a black leather watch on his wrist.
He asked if you needed a drinking partner and you obliged. You sat together quietly just drinking shots and sometimes talking periodically about life. You notice his rather thick British accent that would come out when he spoke. At the time John was on vacation for a couple months before he had to go back to the front lines.
You nodded and thanked him for his service with a sloppy salute which earned you a deep hearty chuckle from the man. You smiled and told him why you were here. Another failed dating attempt, he sympathized with you, even giving a supportive pat on the back.
He said the guy was a jackass and would have been lucky to go out with someone like you. That comment made you laugh yourself to actual tears, giggles turning to drunken sobs.
After that ordeal he asked if he could take you home, once you calmed down you told him your address and he dropped you off at your apartment building. Bidding him a goodnight and a string of apologies, you turned to get out of the man's car. He stopped you halfway to write something on an old crumpled receipt. He handed it to you and smiled, before turning to get out of the car and let you out himself.
After that night you two would go out on dates almost every day until he finally asked you to be his girlfriend. You of course said yes, how could you not be the girl of such a caring and loving man it was like fate had brought him to you after years of failed relationships. He was your everything and you were his.
One thing that did put a slight strain on the relationship was the fact that John would leave for months on end to go on various missions in different parts of the world. You knew he'd be as careful as he could be in those situations but, there were a few times he came back with a new scar or two. He'd reassure you that he was being safe and that put your mind at ease temporarily but, seeing him at home safe was what really gave you peace of mind.
You'd write to him, sometimes sending gifts, or snacks to share with the boys on base which they always appreciated. But you missed hearing him, feeling his beard against your cheek as he kissed you, the cigar smoke smell that lingered on his clothes, his books that he left behind in his armchair.
He's been gone for almost 10 months now, he was gonna be coming back in a couple hours and you wanted to make sure everything was perfect for
when he was finally home. You spent the better half of the day cleaning the entire apartment. You organized his office, making sure not to move too much around so as to not disturb his paperwork. You organize his cigar box, even adding some fresh ones that were his favorite flavor. Moving to the bathroom, then the kitchen, and then the bedroom.
You knew that with John being gone, it was hard being intimate with yourself without him. He was an amazing boyfriend and an even better lover. You'd been with enough people to know what felt good and what didn't but what John did to you the first night you slept together had you reeling for days after.
He was so loving in his praise, and his rough degrading words mimicked his actions perfectly. You tried to reciprocate those acts of love and lust and you found a concrete way to make him beg you for more every time, to see him in such a state gave you a rush like never before,tonight you wanted to really show him all the love that you could possibly give him and more.
4 hours had passed and John had texted you he was on the way home with some of the others getting dropped off. You paced the house waiting to hear the familiar jingle of keys and a loud groan that he would make everyone he opened the door.
He'd greet you with a great big smile, a smile so wide his crow's feet would peek out on the very corners of his eyes. His big muscular arms opened as wide as they could go so you could jump into him and cling on for dear life. Holding him so he would have no choice but to carry you around.
You finally took a seat and watched some TV to clear up your head, flipping through various new channels until you found a reality show that you and John would watch together, some show about housewives in a specific state arguing and finding out scandals on one another only for them to be friends again. It was peak television for John especially, even getting some of the boys hooked on it.
You sat and watched the next couple episodes, the wives starting the episode off with drama, they continued to argue as you started to feel the day's exhaustion catching up to you. You grabbed a blanket and dozed off promising to only be asleep for 5 minutes. You shut your eyes letting the sounds around you fade out.
It's been half an hour, you started to feel your body wake up, you sat up to stretch your aching body after being asleep for longer . Once your brain had fully adjusted to its surroundings you jumped up and checked the time.
He was close.
You ran to the bathroom, and fixed your hair as best you could, you ran to your room and put on a nicer outfit, a quick pair of shirts and one of his sweaters. It still smelled like him.
You ran back to the living room, just as you heard the door open. You stood there, hands fixed at the hem of the sweater, pulling at loose threads.
The jingle of his keys, the turn of the doorknob, and then..
"John."
"Y/n."
Your heart was beating so hard it felt like it was in your throat. He walked up to you opening his arms for you to melt to the form of his body like you did months ago. You take the invitation and indulge in the warmth of his body.
"I missed you so much sweetheart."
He said as he held your head closer to his shoulder so he could take in your scent. God you missed how he smelled.
"I missed you more." You said, choking back tears that threatened to fall, this happens everytime he is gone for a while. You'd try to hide it and play it off but this time you just let the tears fall.
"Hey, I got you. I got you sweetheart."
He rubbed your back as you cried into his shoulder. You let your body slump into his more as he kissed your tear stained cheek.
"Missed my baby so much." He said as he fixed your hair so it was out of your face.
"You're the baby." You said lifting your head to meet his gaze. He was smiling that same smile he always did.
There was a whistle from outside, that was then followed by the honk of a car horn. John rolled his eyes and you knew it was the boys.
"Should we go get the kids?" You said jokingly, he chuckled and nodded. He carried you out and the boys whipped and wooed at the sight.
"Right on Cap'n Price!" One of the men yelled, he sported a Mohawk and a heavy Scottish accent.
"Get out of here Soap, make sure you kids get home." He said, waving the boys off. They drove down the street cheering you on.
"They seem fun." You said smiling at him fondly.
"Yeah, a pain in the ass." He corrected , as he carried you back into the house towards the bedroom.
"Already trying to get my clothes off ?" You said with an exaggerated gasp.
"And if I was?" He said back, moving his hands under your bottom and gripping the flesh, the action making you let out a low gasp that turned into a laugh.
He brought the two of you to the bedroom, laying you down on the bed first before crawling onto you.
"I've been wanting to see you like this for months now, So perfect like this." He whispered into your mouth, you brought your lips to his and let his tongue do the work. His beard prickled against your cheek and sent shivers down your spine. Your tongues swirled together, fighting like eels for dominance. Your teeth connect with his lip making him groan, he grabbed your hips and flipped you over so that you were on top now.
You looked down at him, chest heaving up and down.
"Take your clothes off." You said, your voice was hoarse and drowning in desire.
He nodded, and began to strip his shirt. You too followed your own instructions and took off the sweater. You hadn't bothered to put a bra on so your bare chest was on display.
"Missed these for sure." He said as he groped your chest, squeezing and pinching your nipples in sync. Low whines escaped your chest as he pinched your nipples harder.
"So pretty, for me aren't you?" His voice rasped, a darker tone than what it was earlier.
"Fuck..John. Pants off please." He twisted your nipple harder causing you to let out a quiet moan.
He unbuttoned his pants and threw them to the side, his underwear straining at the erection being held back. He took his place on the bed and watched you approach.
You kneeled down and palmed John's cock through his boxers, a spot of pre-cum forming. You kissed his inner thighs and abdomen, getting closer but not giving him what he wanted. You could tell he was getting worked up, his hips bucking up as you palmed along his cock strained boxers.
"Sweetheart p-please, don't tease me like this." He said his voice was hungry for more. You stopped your movements completely which made the man whine at the loss of touch.
You grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to his ankles, his cock at full mast leaking precum, you were basically drooling over it. It was bigger than most guys that you had been with. It was long but not too long, and had the perfect girth that would always give that stretch you needed.
You grabbed the base and gave a couple weak strokes that had John shivering. You brought your head down and started sucking the head, not going any further than that.
"Jesus, let me fuck your mouth sweetheart." John was on the verge of blowing his load by the looks of it. You looked up and shook your head no. Sucking harder on his head, swirling your tounge on the tip and teasing the slit lapping up pre.
John's head fell back, his mouth wide open, low groans and moans cascading out like a beautiful melody.
"Fuck- I-I'm close." He gasped, knuckles gripping the sheets so hard they looked ghostly white.
You sped up your movements, making sure you hand matched the pattern of sucking.
John huffed, his chest heaving as his release grew closer. You took him into your mouth fully, bobbing your head up and down at a fast pace.
"C-cumming, cumming!" His body tensed, hot ropes hitting the back of your throat as he grabbed your head. You hummed around him feeling your own arousal take off.
Once he came down from his orgasm he let you go, you took a deep breath after being released.
"Sorry hun, I got a lil excited." He laughed in-between deep breaths.
"It's okay…I liked it ." you said, hand still on his half hard cock. You slowly stroked up and down, starting off fast then slowing down.
"Darlin' whatever you're planning, I'm not so sure if I'll make it out alive after." John chuckled, you kept stroking his hardening cock and leaned closer to plant a kiss on his lips.
"Mind if I take a ride captain?" You threw your leg over his and straddled his hips, closing his legs around yours. You slowly rocked your hips against his cock, your hands planted on his chest.
His hands found themselves on your hips guiding them to where he wanted you.
"You're gonna be the death of me if you start callin' me that." He huffed out a low groan from his throat. You rocked fast along his length, stopping at your entrance and continuing the movement once more. You snaked your hand around his cock, lifting yourself up and sinking down on to him slowly. You bottomed out, the both of you letting out low gasps.
" M'pretty love, takin me so good." His hands gripped your waist, lifting you up slowly and sinking you down once again. You used him as an anchor to lift your hips up and down . You took your hands off his chest and leaned back so the tip of his cock would hit that bundle of nerves.
"So good, miss you Cap'n." Your breath is shaky and uneven as your head luls back exposing your flushed chest and neck. John perched himself up on his elbows to watch your body jolt and shiver . The scene in front of him was something out of a wet dream. Your eyes glazed over, lips plush and full, body covered in a sheen of sweat.
"So fuckin pretty love." His voice husky and thick, you felt him buck up into you which caused you to yelp out in pleasure. You looked down at him with hooded eyes biting your bottom lip. His chest flushed red, his mouth hung open and strings of moans were falling out of him.
"Need you- please, g-gonna cum." Your legs trembled against his thighs as you rode him, he could feel you clenching on him, sending him into a frenzy. He sat up, wrapping his arms around your body and held you in place as he fucked into you at a animalistic pace.
"I got you hun, I got you. So fuckin' good."
The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room, your moans had turned into yelps and mewls of pleasure as your climax approached.
"John- John, I'm gonna cum, g-gonna cum!" Your thoughts were turned to mush as the long awaited orgasm hit you like a freight train, a muffled yell erupted out of your body as John continued to thrust into as he chased his own orgasm.
"Gonna fill you up, love. Make you my wife." He growled into your ear, causing you to shiver. Another orgasm was building up in your core as John released inside of you which then made your second orgasm come to fruition.
You both sat heaving in air swallowing you come down from the mutual highs, you rested your head against his shoulder as he rubbed circles into the small of your back.
"You okay, sweetheart?" He whispered into your ear, his voice turned hoarse after his orgasm.
"Mm. More than good,you okay?" You peppered light kisses against his neck
"Better than even." He chuckled, you moved your head to meet his eyes. That same smile still planted on his face. You gave a quick peck to his eyes before resting your head on the crook of his neck.
"I love you John." You say, kissing along his neck.
"I love you too, y/n."