Author's Note: So I was playing just dance 2015, and Birthday by Katy Perry is on there, and that song is responsible for this drabble. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this, and keep sending in those requests.
Happy Birthday
For some odd reason, Johnny Gat hated his birthday. He didn't like cakes, presents, decorations, and whatever hell else went into the whole birthday process. Aisha didn't know why he hated that day either, but nonetheless, she always tried hard to make sure he had a good one, despite his protests.
He wakes up to soft kisses being placed on his bare chest, and it's not a bad way to be woken up. And then before he knows it, her lips are in his ear. "Happy Birthday." She whispers and that familiar crooked smile pulls up at the corner of his lips. She loves that grin of his.
"I don't know why you do this shit for me, Aisha." He murmurs, voice still groggy from sleep momentarily. He rolls over in the bed to face her, and a smile graces her sweet lips. He had to admit, his birthdays had been better since Aisha came into his life. She bought him many presents, and one time she had even bought him a new gun.
"Because I love you." Aisha answers before trailing her hand down his chest and into the waistband of his pants. Immidiately, he stiffened in her hand.
He inhales a sharp breath through his teeth, "Shit Aish." He grumbles, his back slightly arching off the bed.
"You like that?" She whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe enough for him to feel it. He didn't answer though, and she merely continued pumping him in her hand, flicking her wrist just the right way; the way that Johnny liked it.
"Your mouth." He ordered.
"What's that?" She inquired, seductively.
"Use your fucking mouth." He hissed. Wordlessly, she obliged and began kisssing down his chest once more, all the way to his noticeable hips. Aisha dipped underneath the covers, and suddenly, her mouth was on him and she had him writhing in pleasure underneath her. "Fuck..." He murmured as his hands found her hair. She knew just what to do to drive him crazy, and it wasn't long before he was coming. "I guess it is a happy birthday..." He trailed off as Aisha crawled back up to kiss him.