Kenshi X Johnny Novels & Stories

“Thank you so much! I will forever be in your debt. I apologized for not asking this sooner but could you please tell me your name?” His eyes gleamed when he smiled. “I am Kenneth Jimenez, but because we are allies now, I will allow you to call me Kenji for short. Welcome aboard, Duncan.”

he said. "Exactly!" she said, shaking her head. "Oh, by the way, thank you so much for organizing that video for me. I need to thank Dexter properly," he said. "He's not gay, John," Jessie said, giggling as he laughed and swatted her playfully on the rump with his free hand, his other continuing to pump slowly in and out of her. Moaning softly, she steadied herself on the counter as his persuasive fingers played in her nether region. Gently thrusting in and out, he dropped to his knees behind her suddenly and buried his face between her butt cheeks without a second's warning. His tongue pushed against her asshole, and then inside as far as he could reach. He groaned in an approving tone and

CHAPTER 2: FILLED BY FOUR JUNO’S POV June 7th – The Drummer (Kenji) Kenji embodied pure chaos, the kind of relentless energy that powered his drum solos and translated into a fuck that left me breathless and bruised in the best ways. He caught me after the Detroit show, his skin still slick with sweat, his grin wild and predatory as he yanked me into the empty practice room by the wrist. Before I could utter a protest, he had me pressed against the wall, his mouth crashing into mine in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue and urgency.

“It would make your date even better. Being out on the open waters. You know have a Rose and Jack moment like we did. Didn’t you say I was king of the world at one point in time?” “Kenji pushed Johnny out of the way. He didn’t like the fact that punk was looking down on him. “Seeing as she just asked you to leave it would be in your best interest to get out of her sight. Unless, you and I need to have a gentleman’s discussion.” He raised his fist in the air to show just how serious he was in making sure she was comfortable.

Kenshi’s expression turned cold. “I don’t care who you are!” he yelled. “Kneel and kill yourself, and I swear in my school’s name that I won’t lay a single finger on your family! If not, I’ll dig up your ancestors and burn them to a crisp!” “You don’t have a right to say that, even after ten thousand years,” Harvey retorted. “Do you know who I am?” Kenshi snarled. “Do you know who you’re talking to?” “It doesn’t matter. You can all come at me,” Harvey said, “but you’d be no match against me anyway.”

I saw her swallow her saliva as if she was excited but at the same time, she was also nervous. "You want me to suck your dick?" Kissa asked and a smile gets even wider on Johnny's lips and then he nodded softly in response. Johnny leaned against the railings and motioned to Kissa to start worshipping his body. "I want you to worship my body, babe. I want your saliva all over my body." Johnny commanded with a sly smile on his lips. I couldn't help but stare at Johnny's muscular body. I don't want to admit it but I also don't wanna lie, Johnny is so handsome that he can be a high-fashion, editorial, or commercial model, selling a handsome face like Johnny is just an easy peasy thing to do. I t

She pushes Kenzo's hand away, but he holds it to keep her from looking away. "What if we prove it with this?" What Kenzo does clearly shocks Jess. Their lips meet again, and this time, he presses quite firmly, restraining all his movements just so the guy can roam freely. This makes Jess's footing even weaker. So much so that, without realizing it, her hand hangs perfectly around Kenzo's neck. She tilts her face slightly so that the guy has more control over her.

“You can’t leave for three days. Who will I annoy now?” “Not me.” Christian chuckled. “Don’t worry, I told Luna to keep you company.” Johnny told me. It was interesting to know that he was the one communicating with my friend instead of me, and I couldn’t help but wonder. “So what? Are you guys together?” I asked him. Johnny looked up at me and scoffed before he shook his head. “I don’t do relationships.” He confessed. It had appeared Johnny and Christian were indeed cousins. “Of course you don’t.”

That was all. Kensei performed the introduction with a small bow and a roll of his arm that managed to be both formal and completely unserious at the same time. "Khyle. Gunner. Gunner. Khyle." Khyle raised two fingers in a wave, a small neutral smile already in place, the standard social equipment he brought to any new introduction. Then Gunner looked at him.

He was too happy to care. “That video was taken in Fresno, from what I found out from Chris who sent me the video. He calls himself K, like the letter. The black man is Josh, they live together, do everything together. They recently entered the fight night scene and Kiran’s won every fight so far. They have him against the European Champion next week in Palm Springs,” John said and Malachi looked at the paused image of his son. “Send me the details,” Malachi said and disconnected the call.