Re-written: 29th February 2016.

This scene was originally a part of the last chapter of 'The Storm is Rising' – but I felt it wouldn't good for me to put it in that story since kids may be reading it. This is for the more mature reader-range.

For some reason I noticed a big gap in what I had written (I doubt anyone noticed it though) so I'm rectifying it, hence one of the reasons why I've rewritten this for you guys.

Rated M. Sexual Content.

Fantastic 5 ONE-SHOT | To Have and to Hold

June shifted in her bed, snuggling into someone's bare chest even deep in an instinctual manner. Johnny's muscular chest - she breathed in his scent, calmness running over her in waves, feeling her body continuing to relax.

It had been a week since the end of Victor Von Doom; and during that week, some things had been slightly difficult for her - more than usual anyway. She hadn't said anything, but everyone knew something was going on with her. She awoke in the middle of the night with pained screams and Johnny was always first to get to her first and wake her up. After the third night, he took up residence to sleeping next to her.

And for the fourth night; those nightmares began to dimmer, it was like the man was able to scare away the things that frighten her at night. It was something she was definitely grateful for, but she was happier with the thought of him staying by her side all night.

"Morning, sleepy head." Johnny mumbled into her hair, his eyes still closed sleepily as he buried his nose deeper into the strands. He tightened his arms around her waist protectively. It had been a long time since he's felt like this – complete, and it all had to do with a certain brunette laying in his arms right that second. She wore a pair of shorty shorts, knowing he loved her wearing them and a thin tank top was loose over her figure. But most of all, her shorts were blue – his favourite colour. And she knew this very well.

June groggily lifted her hand up to his mouth, covering it with a mumble, "Shh … still sleepy." Her words were almost incoherent as she buried her head further into his chest. "Go back to sleep."

Johnny chuckled into her hand, his eyelids slowly opening to gaze down at her beautiful body. He looked over towards his alarm clock, turning it around to him to see what the time was. It was already 11am. He gently grabbed her hand from his mouth and pecked a small kiss on her palm, wrapping it around his own before leaving the connected hands laying on his chest.

Today was a big day; the city was to be holding a special party for the Fantastic Five tonight and only the exclusive people were going. He was surprised someone hadn't woken them up before now actually; but then, Reed and Sue were probably getting reacquainted in the bedroom and from what he heard, Ben had his own date to look forward to outside of work. "Come on," He coaxed with a soft but pushy tone, shifting his body away from her just a little so her head flopped onto the pillow instead of his warm comfortable chest-pillow. "Time to get up."

June groaned into the un-slept, cold pillow, "Johnny!" She whined like a small child, feeling the loss of his body and the sound of his heart beating against her ear. For a moment she laid there, feeling his eyes on her – after that moment, with a resigned sigh, she threw the covers off herself which gave Johnny full view of her very delectable legs. "Fine." She mumbled, wiping her eyes from all the sleep accumulated there over the night.

She stumbled over to her chest of drawers, tiredly rummaging through the clothing to find something decent to wear for the day – something that would be okay until that party tonight. But just as she opened the drawer that held her undergarments in, arms began to wrap around her waist from behind – the man's head leaning into the crook of her shoulder, peeking over to see what she was picking out.

Johnny smirked, leaning his mouth towards her ear, "Pick the blues ones." He whispered seductively, his breath tickling the side of her neck. "They're my favourite."

June bit her lip, her cheeks flushing red as a small shy smile appeared on her lips. "I know." She nodded slowly, still remembering quite a few things from the past that had to do with activities in the bedroom.

Johnny suddenly knelt his head down towards the crook of her neck, beginning to pepper small kisses that trailed down her skin. He watched as June's eyes fluttered shut in arousal, her tongue lining at her bottom lip towards the sensation he brought to her – he knew there was a moan at the touch of her tongue, he wanted to hear them. He lifted his arms that still remained around her, his hands slowly but gradually trailing up her stomach as they slipped underneath the cloth material - stopping just below her breasts. June leaned into his touch, her skin burning at the contact.

"Johnny…" June gasped, feeling a hand leave her breast – slipping even further down towards her nether-regions. Heat began to bubble fast underneath her skin, her breathing coming out in pants as she felt fingers fondling with her clitoris – rubbing her in circular motions. God, it's been so long since she's had any action – she craved it, bad.

As Johnny continued to play with her body, she grazed a large bump in his joggers – she gasped again, he was still as big as she remembered. "Urgh, stop teasing me." She begged him, wiggling in his grasp – she could feel her high rising even higher. And in a couple of seconds, places were switched and Johnny's hand left her heat – he spun her around, crashing his lips onto hers with a passionate frenzy. She returned the force just as bad, her arms wrapping around his neck in order to bring him closer to her.

And one by one – clothing was flung off their bodies, tumbling to the ground to be forgotten. With no clothing left on their bodies, June was lifted up so her legs wrapped around Johnny's waist, her heat grinding against his own stiff member. And it was very stiff indeed – ready for some much-needed action from the woman he loved.

As their bodies connected with the bed; Johnny was now suspended over her, breaking the kiss for a second to look down with adoration and care driven into his eyes. The amount of pent-up sexual attention was apparent, their lower bodies grinding together to cause friction.

Johnny groaned, his head resting against his lover's forehead – his dick felt like exploding, the friction was agonizing – he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate.

"I need to be inside of you." He breathed with a stifled gasp, sweat already beading on his forehead. A bead of pre-cum accumulated on the top of his dick, showing how much he needed her. Never in the last few years of breaking up with June has he ever felt like this with another girl … only this woman could make feel like this.

June was breathing deeply, feeling the need just as bad, "Then what are you waiting for?" She dared him. "I'm all yours."

That was all he needed as he slid his dick back into the welcoming warm hole it's been longing for all these years. Both let out a groan of pleasure, their foreheads resting against each other's. Her walls were so tight, it was as if she were trying to suck his penis dry before they even started. Johnny slid in further, slowly, before doing the same the other way – but it wasn't too long until the pace quickened, each thrust hitting June's G-Spot exactly at the right point.

Johnny could feel her muscles starting to clench around him and dozens upon dozens of those beautiful moans retreated from her lips, he silenced her with another kiss, going even faster. Their bodies were molded together, as close to one another as they could possibly get – and it was then when Johnny pulled away from his kiss that a small scream left June's lips, but not of pain – but bliss.

Johnny grunted, her walls squeezed him tightly as her body tensed – she was so close, "Oh, my god!" She cried out with a sensational gasp, her head flinging back onto the pillow behind her head – her arm gripping the pillow behind her and Johnny continued to plow her, she began to cum. And that was it for Johnny too – the damn burst, his member twitched and pulsed – his head flopped into the valley of her breasts, his seed spewing inside of her body like a stream.

Johnny groaned once more, his body twitching himself this time – feeling the rush start to die down and her vagina squeeze the last remnants of him out of his dick. His balls clenched once more for good measure before the chemicals in his brain began to make him fall sleepy; after several silently blissful minutes, Johnny reluctantly pulled out of his warm heaven, his body flopping to the left side of June's body. She was as equally tired after that show.

Pants and hard breathing was all you could hear in the room, and if you listen closely, you could even hear the fastened hearts beating a mile a minute.

Johnny pulled June into his arms sleepily, wanting her to stay as close to him as possible – any energy he had before was now all gone, slipped out into completing his manly duty. June buried her head into his chest again, mirroring exactly how she had woken up less than twenty minutes ago – Johnny's spooned her into his body, cocooning her protectively.

"I love you." June mumbled into his chest, feeling her own consciousness drifting off. Getting ready can wait until later; but right now, they just wanted to be together. She wanted this moment to last for a good, long time.

Johnny breathed deep into her hair to keep himself smelling the strawberry scent from her hair, feeling himself start to drift off into sleep too, "I love you too; always have – always will." On that note, he fell asleep – the slow steadiness of his heart beat hitting June's ears as her own mind succumbed to a euphoric darkness.

Here we go … if I do decide to write any more sex scenes to my 'The Love of a Storm' series – they'll be posted here, but I will make a note in the chapters of the actual story to let you know.