#Ryan Dunn smut

[so-much-for-stardust6]

johnny knoxville the man that u are….

[missusdunn]

Bam Margera X f!reader X Ryan Dunn pt.1

Warnings!! - Smut, Oral f!giving, cussing, 18++++

Dating Bam Margera threw you into a lot of spontaneous adventures. The parties, impulsive trips across the world, dangerous stunts. It became normal to expect the unexpected. The only predictable thing about Bam was his selfishness especially when it came to you. You are his and his only. You couldn’t even have a friendly conversation with another man without Bam going into a bitch fit. However, there is one exception. Ryan Dunn. They’re a two-in-one deal. You can’t get close to one without the other. And Bam trusts Ryan so no reason for jealousy. Just a trio of pals.

One night, Ryan invites the two of you to his apartment to drink and hang out. Anticlimactic but fun nonetheless. You and Bam head over there with a bottle of vodka and let yourselves in. “Oh hey, you two! Thanks for knocking, so considerate!” Ryan greeted. Bam chuckles and says “Don’t act like you don’t walk into my house like that, asswipe.” “Whatever,” Ryan grabs the vodka from Bam “this’ll make up for it.” I roll my eyes, kick off my shoes, and make my way to the couch. Bam follows suit and Ryan goes to the kitchen to get cups. Bam stretches and melts into his seat. “Finally a night to relax with my two favorite people.” He smiles and puts his arm over my shoulder. I playfully roll my eyes “Don’t be sappy just to get into my pants later.” He sarcastically puts his hands up “Sorry, sorry.” He smirks. “I have better tactics anyway.” He cups my face with his right hand and leans in for a kiss. Of course, I kiss back and it doesn’t take long until his tongue is in my mouth. After a few more seconds Ryan is back. “Excuse me but I’d appreciate it if you two didn’t fuck on my couch!” He says playfully. “We’re not fucking, Dunn,” Bam grumbles with a slight pout having cut the make-out short. “Yet. Thank god I stopped it just in time.” Ryan says placing cups on the coffee table. I laugh and pick up my glass to fill with liquor. Ryan stops me from picking up the bottle and pours it for me. “Oh, such a gentleman,” I say sarcastically while taking a sip. “Anything for you, darling.” He playfully winks filling up the other two glasses. “You fuckers know I’m right here right?” Bam rolls his eyes as Ryan and I laugh. Bam grabs the remote and tosses it to Ryan. “Put some shit on, Dunn let’s get fucked up.” As he chugs his first round.

A couple hours later we’re all buzzed. It didn’t take long for the TV to become background noise. After multiple conversations filled with slurs and giggles the topic of Ryan’s love life came up.

“You really haven’t been getting any lately?” Bam laughs. “Dude it’s not a big deal!” Ryan defends himself. “I’ve just been busy!” Bam continues to laugh “Yeah you’re so busy binge drinking on your couch!” Ryan’s brows furrow “fuck you.” I hit Bam on the shoulder and give Ryan a sympathetic look. “Ry, there’s no shame in not having sex! Not everyone can be sexually active twenty-four seven.” I say “Unlike some whores…” I motion to Bam. Ryan lets out a chuckle and Bam rolls his eyes. “If I’m a whore that would make you one too, idiot,” Bam argues. “Oh babe you and I both know that’s not how it works,” I sigh “Your body count is 10x times mine!” “Whatever since you’re fucking me you’re a whore by association.” He snickers. “You’re such an idiot.” I sip my drink. Bam smirks and leans in. “Your idiot.” Kissing me and turning it into a full-on make-out session in less than ten seconds. That’s gotta be a record.

Ryan groans. “Again please do that anywhere else.” Bam pulls away and looks at his friend. “Yknow what just fucking join, Dunn.” Ryan’s eyes go wide and I’m too shocked to say anything. “What?” Ryan asks, thinking it’s a joke. “It’ll help with your blue balls that make you so pissy,” bam smirks “and I know how long you’ve wanted to fuck y/n.” Ryan keeps his eyes on Bam with red coating his cheeks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Bam chuckles “Yes you do!” He points out “Before we started dating you, I would talk about all the things we’d do to her!” Now I’m the one with cherry-red cheeks. “Come on, Dunn you down or not?” Bam looks at me as if he’s asking with his eyes. “I’m down if Ryan’s down…” I stumbled out. Bam looks back at Ryan “Alright, let’s do it then.” Ryan agrees. Bam smirks in satisfaction and motions Ryan to sit next to me. Now I'm in the middle. Bam goes for my neck kissing and sucking. While I’m left looking into his friend’s eyes. Ryan hesitated a little bit but then kissed me like it was the end of the world. My throat vibrated with moans and Bam’s hands made their way to my chest. Groping me through my top before pulling it over my chest to expose my tits. I gasped into Ryan’s mouth from the sudden movements. Ryan pulls back to look at my breasts, groaning at the sight. He pushes Bam’s hands away and replaces them with his own. Bam immediately starts to kiss me sloppily. As Ryan has begun sucking on my tits making sure both nipples get the same amount of attention. My moans gradually increase the hotter it gets. I push both the boys away from me. They give me a confused and concerned look. Before they could say anything I got down on my knees in front of them. Their eyes widened in realization before slightly scooting closer together so they weren't too far apart. I began to palm them through their jeans, both of them already hard. “I need you both now,” I whine. Immediately the two start fumbling with their belts whipping their dicks out.

I spit onto both of my hands and begin to jerk my boyfriend and his best friend off. Bam’s groaning and Ryan has his eyes closed letting out breathy moans. I wrap my mouth around Bam’s dick and begin to deep throat him. Trying to get his cock covered in as much saliva as possible. As my left hand continues to stroke Ryan’s Bam grabs my hair and pushes me down on his length a bit more. Groaning when he reaches the back of my throat. I push back off his lap and replace my mouth with my hand. I shift my attention to Ryan and I start to suck the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around it. And jerking off his shaft twisting up and down. Ryan’s heavily breathing with his eyes locked on mine. I continue to switch between the two men with my mouth, whilst jerking the other one off. Bam’s moans get louder letting me know that he's close. I have a hand on each of the men's shafts. I begin to firmly stroke Bam, twisting up and down. My tongue hovers over his tip waiting for his cum. With a final groan, Bam shoots his load onto my face. From the lewd image of my face covered in cum Ryan finishes in my hand. “Shit.” Ryan curses. I move my face towards my cum-covered hand and clean it up with my tongue. Both boys catch their breaths before sharing a chuckle. “I can’t believe we just fucking did that.” Ryan laughs. “I remove my hands from them, cleaning myself up with a nearby throw blanket. “Consider it an early Christmas present.” Bam continues. “You may wanna wash this…” I smirk, tossing the soiled blanket at Ryan. The two laugh as I get up to go to the bathroom. Until Bam interrupts my movements “Hey, where are you going? It’s your turn.”

[cassteroidd]

i have so many smuts hidden away in my notes app and im contemplating on posting some here but i am afraid they will absolutely flop

i've got johnny, bam, ryan, dico and joe frantz

PLEASE lmk if i actually should post them bc im stressing

[welcometojackass2022]

Stay On Task (Dom!Ryan Dunn x Reader) [Smut]

@butttxray This one’s for you <3 thanks for the awesome request and I hope you enjoy this :)

This contains direct excerpts from Motley Crue’s autobiography, The Dirt. Kinda fitting since Jeff Tremaine directed the movie version of it.

Description: Ryan punishes you for some recent misbehaving by having you read a book aloud while he eats you out. For every mistake you make, he adds another five minutes of not letting you cum.

Warnings: Female Reader, Cursing, Smut (Oral Sex, Female Receiving), Dom Ryan/Sub Reader dynamic, Praise Kink, Teasing, Punishment, Orgasm Delay, Ryan’s such a dick in a good way

@asskickedbygirl tagging you as always!

“You are in so much trouble, baby, I hope you know that.” Ryan led you onto the elevator and pressed the button to the floor the two of you were staying on, shooting you a disapproving look as the doors to the elevator closed. You tried your best to hide the smirk on your face as you threw your hands up with fake innocence. “What did I do, Ry? You said you wanted me to get to know your friends a little bit more during the party and I did.” He shot you another look. “Talking to Bam and Novak about our sex life is not what I meant.” The elevator door opened, and you protested as you followed him to the hotel room. “I’m not the one who started the conversation! Novak asked if I boss you around during sex, and I said it was the other way around, and then Bam asked if you ever spank me, and I didn’t wanna be rude and lie so I said yes, and then it just kinda spiraled from there until we left the party. I think they like me, if that’s any consolation. They want me to come to the next party Bam throws, too.” Ryan rolled his eyes, looking the slightest bit amused as he opened the door to the hotel room and led you inside. “That doesn’t console me at all, but I’m glad you hit it off with them at least. Next time I’m gonna keep Novak away from you. He’s a bad influence.”

You laughed, setting your purse down on the hotel couch and kicking off your shoes, and Ryan walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his lips against your neck as he spoke into your ear with a low, serious tone. “I meant what I said, baby. You’re in a whole lot of trouble.” The implications of his words made you shiver, and you turned around to face him, letting him pull you right up against him as you stared up at him with a look of fake innocence. “Am I?” He leaned his forehead against yours, giving you a quick kiss on the lips as he raised his eyebrows emphatically. “Yes, you are. Finish whatever you need to do and then strip down to your panties and lay down on the bed for me. I’m gonna go to the bathroom and when I get back you better be right there on that bed waiting for me, got it?” You nodded obediently, and he smacked your ass playfully and walked away, leaving you to quickly strip down to your panties. You made your way onto the bed, leaning back against the pillows as you waited for him to come back, trying to hide the smirk that was threatening to appear on your face. You’d known perfectly well that Ryan was gonna punish you if you acted out like that at the party, which was why you did it in the first place.

Of course, Ryan was probably well aware of the fact that you’d done it on purpose (he’d have to be naive to think otherwise, given that this wasn’t the first time you’d done something on purpose to get him to punish you), but he was always more than happy to go along with it since it gave him an excuse to have a little fun with you. Sure enough, he was clearly hiding a pleased look as he came back into the room, eyes running over your body appreciatively as he stopped to reach into one of his bags for something; whatever it was, he hid it behind his back with one arm as he walked over to the bed, leaning down to give you a soft kiss as he rubbed your cheek with the thumb of his free hand. “You look so pretty like this, baby.” You smiled appreciatively at the nice little compliment, and he motioned for you to sit up a little more against the pillows, crawling onto the bed himself to sit comfortably between your legs. He revealed what was behind his back—a paperback book. Motley Crue’s The Dirt, to be exact. You took it from him, slightly confused, and he smiled slightly at your bewildered expression. “You know how books work, don’t you? Open it to the first chapter.” You did as he asked, opening it to Chapter 1, and he grabbed your legs and threw them over each of his shoulders so his head was between your thighs, his mouth just inches away from your bare pussy as he stared up at you with a look of anticipation. “Start reading aloud. Read every single word, and say them all clearly. Every word you mess up will be another five minutes that you don’t get to cum. Understand, baby?”

Your eyes widened. Having you read a book while Ryan ate you out was definitely something new; usually, your punishments involved either getting a spanking or being edged while he fucked you, but you saw no reason to complain. You preferred more creative punishments like this anyway since they were less predictable and more exciting. You got comfortable against the pillows, eyes drifting down to the first line of the book, and you began to read aloud as Ryan pressed his lips against your pussy through the thin material of your soft panties. “Her name was Bullwinkle. We called her that because she had a face like a moose. But Tommy, even though he could get any girl he wanted on the Sunset Strip—” Ryan ran the tip of his tongue over your clit through the panties, and you cut off with a sharp gasp. He sent you a quick warning look. “Keep reading, baby, don’t mess up.” He pulled the hem of your panties down your thighs with his teeth, moving his hands under your ass to push your body up off the bed so he could pull the panties all the way off to expose your bare pussy to the cold air. You tried again. “But Tommy, even though he could get any girl he wanted on the Sunset Strip, would not break up with her. He loved her and wanted to marry her, he kept telling us, because she could spray her cum across the road—room.” You messed up the last word as Ryan ran his tongue over your clit, and he smirked. “That’ll be another five minutes.”

Man, this was gonna be harder than you thought. You knew what Ryan meant by five minutes; once he got you to the brink of cumming, he’d make you wait another five minutes before he’d actually let you cum. Unless of course you made another mistake, in which case he’d make you wait even longer. He dragged his tongue over the lips of your pussy again, clearly enjoying how much you were already struggling with the punishment, and you shakily resumed your reading, trying your best to read as slowly and carefully as possible so you wouldn’t mess up again. “Unfortunately, it wasn’t just cum she sent flying around the house. It was dishes, clothes, chairs, fists—basically anything within reach of her temper.” Ryan’s face was barely half an inch from your pussy at this point, his hands gripping your thighs intensely as he slid his tongue over your wet folds, his eyes locked on you with a dark look as he waited to see if you would mess up again. You were determined not to mess up again, and so you kept going. “Up until then, and I’d lived in Compton, I’d never seen anyone get that violent. One wrong word or look would cause her to explode in a jealous rage—oh fuck.” Ryan suddenly attached his lips to your clit and intensely sucked on it without any warning, pulling away with a smug look when you faltered once again in your reading. “That’s another five.”

You whined in protest. “You did that on purpose.” Ryan smiled. “You mean like how you pulled that little stunt at the party to piss me off on purpose? It’s called a punishment for a reason, baby, it’s not meant to be easy. Keep reading.” He slid his tongue over your clit and sucked on it again, and you moaned softly under your breath as you tried to force yourself to focus on the words on the page. “One night, Tommy tried to keep her away by jamming the door to the house shut—the lock was long since broken from being repeatedly kicked in by the police—and she grabbed a fire extinguisher and threw it through the plate-glass window to get inside.” You looked down at Ryan with a slightly proud expression; so far, that was the farthest you’d read without messing up a word or getting distracted by his ministrations. He just raised his eyebrows and kissed a line up your inner thigh. “Well? Keep going.” You rolled your eyes at his dismissiveness, but continued on. “The police returned later that night and drew their guns on Tommy while Nikki and I hid in the bathroom. I’m not sure which we were more scared of: Bullwinkle or the cop—holy shit.” You cut yourself off once again with an exclamation of shock when Ryan suddenly buried his face into your pussy, pushing his tongue into your wet folds and licking a circle over your sensitive clit.

He just barely pulled his mouth away long enough to admonish you. “That’s another five minutes, honey.” Ryan quickly pushed his mouth against your pussy again, eating you out like a starving beggar who couldn’t afford to stop tasting you for even a second, and you tried to read a few more lines from the book as you held back your moans. “Um…fuck. We never repaired the window. That would have been too much work. People would pour into the house, located near the Whiskey A Go-Go, for after-hour parties, either through the broken window or the…the…oh fuck, Ryan, that feels so fucking good.” You couldn’t focus on the book anymore, all of your attention on grinding up against Ryan’s face as he sucked on your pussy, his beard lightly scratching against your thighs. Ryan pulled away again, raising his eyebrows at you and nodding towards the book. “You wanna stop now? You’ll still have to wait fifteen minutes, but I won’t make you read anymore if you can’t handle it.” You nodded, desperately bucking your hips up, and he gently took the book away from you and set it on the table beside the bed, quickly turning his attention back to your dripping pussy. “Alright, fifteen minutes starts now.” He dove back in, his hands squeezing at your thighs for support as he pressed his lips against your clit, eagerly lapping up your wetness with his tongue.

You grabbed at his hair, running your fingers through it as you tried to gently push his head further down against your sensitive pussy. He pressed your hips down against the bed to keep you from bucking up against him as his tongue drifted over your folds, and you extended one of your hands out, silently asking him to link his fingers through yours, which he gladly obliged. You squeezed his hand in yours as you held it, your free hand still tugging at his hair as he dragged his lips over your clit, feeling yourself already close to cumming, which Ryan seemed to instantly pick up on as he pulled away with a smug little look. “Not so fast, baby, you’ve still got ten minutes.” You whined softly, and he leaned up to stroke your face with his free hand, gently shushing you. “You’re so pretty when you get all red and whiny like this, baby. Just be patient, okay? We’re almost done.” You nodded, wrapping your legs tighter around his shoulders so your thighs were clamped around his head, and he buried his face in your pussy again, sucking on the lips of your pussy and running his tongue over your clit in little circles. The ten minutes seemed to go by agonizingly slow; every time you seemed close to cumming, Ryan would pull away, quieting your protests with soft praises and thigh kisses.

Finally, as the ten minutes got closer to their end, Ryan focused his attention solely on sucking on your clit, moving his free hand to rub at your wet pussy to push you closer to orgasm. You moaned loudly, pushing Ryan’s head as far down as you could as you ground your pussy up against his mouth, head back against the pillows as you chased your orgasm. “Fuck, please can I cum now, Ryan? Please?” Ryan barely pulled his mouth away long enough to give you a breathless reply. “Yes, baby, go ahead and cum for me, let me taste you.” You came with a loud whine, bucking your hips up against his mouth as you rode out your orgasm, feeling his grip on your thighs tighten as he eagerly lapped up your juices and cleaned your pussy out with his tongue. You laid back against the bed, feeling your whole body relax as the afterglow washed over you, lazily stroking Ryan’s hair as he finished cleaning up your cum. He kissed a line up your inner thighs and then pulled your panties back up, leaning up to kiss you on the lips before getting up to grab your pajamas out of your suitcase, which he then helped you put on. You grabbed his hand and pulled him down into bed beside you, wrapping your arms around him to cuddle him closer to you. He kissed the top of your head and smiled.

“All good?” You nodded, smiling back. “All good. I always forget how good you are with your tongue, Ry.” He raised his eyebrows, pulling you closer and gently rubbing his hands over your hips. “You forget? It’s what I’m best at, baby, how could you forget? Maybe I need to do it more often.” You laughed. “I won’t complain if you do. Oh shit, I should probably pay you back for that. Do you want me to give you a blown on or something to make it even?” Ryan shook his head, pulling your head down onto his chest and gently kissing your neck. “No, baby, don’t worry about that tonight. Let’s just lay here for a little bit. You don’t always have to pay me back, I like doing stuff like that for you. Even if it’s a punishment.” You smirked. “No offense, Ry, but that was hardly a real punishment compared to some of the other punishments you’ve given me. You’re too soft.” Ryan playfully rolled his eyes. “Why would you tell me that? Now I’m not gonna use it as a punishment anymore, you could’ve just kept your mouth shut and had an easy punishment from now on.” You grimaced. “I didn’t think about that…forget I said anything.” He laughed, sounding slightly tired as he leaned down and pulled the covers over the two of you. “Tell you what. I’ll try to forget about that as long as you promise not to forget how good I am at eating you out.” You smiled. “Sounds like a deal.”

[ggwritesstuff]

i’m begging for some smutty ry hcs for the ry girlies pls (maybe jealous over reader hanging out with knox or bam?)

ur my bammy fr <33

ryan dunn smutty hcs <3

warnings: just a whole bunch of smut. format is wonky cus i typed it out in docs and pasted it but y’all get the gist.

note: forever grateful for the ryan to my bammy @babylovepresley for reminding me of these fools, love u bunches baby i hope u enjoy <33

mf eats pussy for days.

he’ll BEG you to let him go down on you

on ur period? he doesn’t care.

he’s had worse things in his mouth.

he’s a sucker for a good make out session

desperate hands grabbing at your hips

sometimes one hand cradles your cheek while the other is tangled in your hair, pulling at it a little bit

i personally think he loves grinding

it’s a bit of a tease for him but he loves how hot it gets you

soft dom/pleasure dom. i’m not accepting any criticism.

he’s territorial but like silently

if you're hanging out with him and johnny and he makes you laugh a little too much for his liking he’s gonna keep his cool

but the second y’all are alone he’s leaving very obvious love bites on you

“baby i think they all know i’m yours”

“still gotta mark you up a little”

“you just look so pretty in black and blue”

he loves whenever you give him head

if you’re not the biggest fan of giving head he’d never press you for it

but if you decide to do it for him he’s gonna savor every fucking moment of it

he loves it when you’re on your knees

but his personal favorite position for head is whichever one he can touch you in

especially if you don’t really like giving head, he wants to make it as pleasurable for you as he can

BIG ON PRAISE!!!

he loves to tell you how warm your mouth is

how pretty your lips look wrapped around him

big fan of mutual masturbation

hear me out- i think before you guys go all the way he’d initiate a little session

he wants to know exactly how to touch you to make you feel good

when it comes to the main event, he’s all about you

practically worships your body

i think he’s a missionary/cowgirl kinda guy

your reactions to what he does gets him off the most

which leads me to mirror sex

cus he thinks you just look so gorgeous when he’s inside you, he wants you to see how pretty you look

he loves to see how your jaw drops and your eyes roll back when he hits that sweet spot

loves telling you how tight you are just for him

you cum first

no exceptions

doesn’t matter if he hasn’t cum in days and he’s about to bust

he’ll deny himself until you cum at least twice

speaking of cum- he loses it when you let him finish in you

but if not, he’ll be just as happy with finishing on your chest

essentially, sex w ryan is allll about you. the way you moan and whimper under him makes him feel like his life’s purpose is to make you feel good.

[asskickedbygirl]

since it got fl*gged lol

[dunnswrld]

“dont make a mess sweetheart i gotta stunt in ten minutes.”

is what johnny said to you as he lifted his head from the sweet spot between your thighs, a cocky grin plastered on the fake cowboys face as your juices and his spit dripped down his chin.

“f-fuck off.”

you said breathlessly, johnny only letting out a soft chuckle before he spoke.

“aw dont be so mean.”

is all he said before he connected his lips with your sensitive cilt again. a moan leaving your lips as his mouth returned to the spot you needed him the most.

your fingers were tangled in johnnys brown hair as he ate you like his last meal, the sound of his soft groans could not only be heard but felt against your core; shivers going up your spin as your eyes crossed from the amount of overwhelming pleasure.

everytime johnny was between your thighs it was better then the last if thats even possible. you swear there was no man that enjoyed eating pussy more then your boyfriend did.

johnnys brown eyes looked up at you from between your thighs. his erection only ached more as he saw your reaction to him between your thighs, you looked completely overstimulated with pleasure and he loved it.

this only motivated johnny to push himself deeper between your thighs, his tongue lapping circles around your cilt as lewd slurping noises came from his actions. a high pitched moan leaving your lips as your grip on johnnys hair tightened.

“j-johnny i-im gonna-”

you felt johnnys grip on your hips tighten as he became almost determined to make you cum, and make you cum hard.

you could swear you saw stars as you let out a strain of moans as your hands tried to grab anything they could, a intense wave of pleasure shooting through your body as johnny didnt even care to slow down. he wanted you to be completely worn out from his tongue.

it wasnt until your chest began to rise and fall heavily did johnny stop, slowly kissing his way from between your legs to your cheek. he then gave you a sweet and passionate kiss, he slightly laughed feeling how lazily you kissed back. you were beat.

when johnny pulled away from the kiss you saw his mouth and face that was covered with your cum and his spit. your face couldnt help but turn red at seeing the aftermath of your boyfriend eating you out.

“i said dont make a mess sweetheart.”

johnny softly teased with a shit-eating smirk on his face, using the bottom of his shirt to wipe his mouth off.

(coming back from the dead to write the smallest piece of whatever this is cause i had the urge to write maybe if it does good ill write again idk😟)

[jackassbrainrot]

nasty new compulsion [dunn x f!reader]

desc: you're a part of the jackass crew. you and ryan are totally just friends ;)

a/n: another ry fic! touchy tease ryan >>>, can't stop writing him and oh my god this is so much longer than I expected it to be I just got sucked into it

warnings: smut, teasing, p in v, unprotected sex

word count: 1129

Being Tremaine's assistant is a pain in the ass, or more accurately, he is. Despite having to listen to him bark out orders the entire day, working on the movie has been fun, especially since meeting Ryan Dunn. He's somehow the most normal of the cast and you two clicked the moment you met. Everyone knew you'd become the best of friends due to Bam's constant bitching about Dunn replacing him. You'd reassure him saying you'd never be as close to Ryan as he was, which was true, but you'd never tell him you were closer in other ways.

You were fumbling with some mics behind a trailer, when you felt Ryan's arms wrap around your waist. He rested his head on your shoulder, his beard scratching your soft skin as he places teasing kisses on your neck. "Aren't you supposed to be filming?" You try to shake him off gently, not wanting to get caught by the others, though you couldn't resist tilting your head to give him more access to your neck. "Mm, no, they're doin' the muscle stimulator thing, they won't be needin' me for a while." You can feel his sly smile against your skin, his lips travelling up your neck to whisper in your ear. "C'mon, I need you."

"Don't say that!" You finally turn around, breaking away from his grip, your voice coming out as a squeak. He chuckles lowly, looking down at you with lust filled eyes as he pushes your body against the trailer. One hand on your waist, the other holding the side of your neck as he kisses down it again, making your breath hitch. The warmth of his body leaves yours suddenly and you look up at him with confusion.

"I mean, if you're not up for it, I guess I'll go join the guys." He's gone before you even get the chance to say anything. You hear Jeff yell your name and you quickly straighten yourself out before getting back to work. For the rest of the day you stare daggers at Dunn, watching him wink at you with a knowing smile across his face.

You're sitting in the passenger seat of Tremaine's car, Knoxville and Kosick in the back, arguing over who knows what. "Hey, Jeff, can you do me a favor?" You ask quietly, trying to keep your conversation far from your other coworkers' ears. "Depends." He replies, suspicion in his voice. "How long do you think you could keep Bam out of his room when we get back to the hotel?" He pauses for a moment before speaking again. "You owe me."

When you get to the hotel, you jump out of the car, smiling at Tremaine before running up the stairs to Dunn and Bam's room. Bam opens the door, a half empty beer bottle hanging from his tattooed hand already. "Jeff told me to come get you." You blurt out before he even gets to say a word and he groans "Now?" He whines, sounding like a teenager whose mom just told him to clean his room. You nod, trying to hide your smile as Ryan steps up behind him. "Go, before he goes all directorzilla on you." Ryan says, earning a groan from the younger man as he walks out of the room. You watch him go down the hallway before Ryan pulls you into his room.

"He's gonna come back in a minute when he realizes Tremaine doesn't actually need him for shit." He says with a smug look on his face, contrasting the hands softly holding your waist. "I asked Jeff to keep him distracted for a bit." A wicked smile spreads over your face as you look up at him, draping your arms around his neck. "Oh, you little minx." He looks down at you, his light eyes dark with lust, as he walks back until his legs hit the bed, sitting down and pulling you onto his lap.

Your lips meet his in a desperate kiss, your hands tangling in his hair. "Aren't you desperate?" He mumbles against your lips as his hands slip under your shirt. "Your fault." You breathe out and he chuckles before unclasping your bra and taking it and your shirt off in one smooth movement.

"Let me make it up to you." He says, flipping you onto your back on the bed. He hovers over you, kissing down your chest as he unbuttons your jeans. You help him take them off and he unhooks the towel hanging around his waist, throwing it across the room. His mouth latches onto your nipple as his fingers rub your clit slowly, making you whine out his name.

Your hand drops down to his hair again, pulling at his golden strands, making him groan. He trails kisses down your torso, sucking a hickey over your hipbone, making you squirm. Going lower, he makes sure to kiss everywhere except your pussy. You let out another whine, trying to push his head down when his movements still, looking up at your desperate expression. "Can't even take a bit of teasing, huh?" He mocks. "I've been taking it the whole day, asshole!" You cry out in frustration.

"Alright, alright." He puts his hands up defensively, kneeling between your legs, wrapping them around his waist. He leans down to kiss you as his dick enters you agonizingly slow, dragging a moan out of your occupied mouth. Your hips buck up but he holds them down, pinning you down on the mattress as he keeps his thrusts slow and deep. "Ry, please, I need you to go faster, please!"

"You need it?" He teases, watching you nod frantically under him. Suddenly you feel yourself getting picked up off the bed as he flips you so you're on top of him. "Take what you need, then." You move your hips at a pace much quicker than his was, holding onto his tattooed arms to keep yourself balanced. His hands roam over your body as he watches you ride him with half lidded eyes.

As you feel your body going taut, tightening around his dick, you lean down to kiss him to silence the scream threatening to slip from your lips. His dick twitches inside you, pushing you over the edge as you moan into his mouth, feeling his cum spill into you. You collapse, falling on his chest.

"I'm not sleeping there, that shit's contaminated!" Bam's scream rings out through the hallway, Knoxville's cackle following right after. Both you and Ryan laugh, lying next to each other, exhausted. "Well, no need to sneak around anymore, huh?" You ask, making him laugh again, before you both fall asleep to the sound of Bam whining about you stealing his best friend and his room.

[dangerehrenn]

I hope ur good and love your writing it's so good :)

quick question tho, how do you think the boys would react to pierced nipples on their partner????

ohhh they would go crazy

the boys finding out you have nipple piercings

in this: johnny, chris, bam

suggestive content

im gonna do this with the same scenario, and different reactions

it’s a regular day, filming new overly dangerous content with the guys, and someone has the genius idea for you to do a stunt into the water.

(like steveos stunt where he vaulted into the water from the bridge or whatever it was lol).

your boyfriend has been given the task of explaining the stunt to you, and as he’s explaining, you take your hoodie off in preparation. only to realise, shit. your shirt came off with your hoodie.

as your relationship with your boyfriend is relatively new, he had no idea you had nipple piercings…

well. he does now.

johnny:

he immediately stumbles over his words as you slowly realise you’ve just flashed your boyfriend

he clears his throat, then that signature knoxville smirk covers his face

“well. i didn’t know about those” he says cheekily, pointing at your nipple piercings that youre desperately trying to cover up

he’ll tell you to move your hands so he can get a better look

which earns him a slap on the arm for being so cheeky

“i like em baby. why cover them up?” he says, chuckling

he tries to steal a few more glances, then he’ll kiss you and carry on explaining the stunt to you

for the rest of the shoot, he seems very distracted, always lost in his thoughts

you catch his eye as he smirks to himself, and he blushes slightly before smiling again.

you know exactly what he was thinking about

chris:

oh boy

now he’s had a glimpse of them, he has to see them again

now, he’s a gentleman

so he’ll help you cover up

but he quickly ushers you away from everyone else and somewhere private

“since when?” he says, giggling

you play dumb, asking him what he’s talking about

which prompts him to pretend to grab his own boobs

“your piercings, babe” he says, smirking

he asks you the regular questions, did it hurt, is it sensitive, what happens if someone has a magnet

all that stuff

for the rest of the day, he’s distracted - staring constantly

“babe, do you think i’d suit them?”

bam:

he’s a little shit

so he steals your shirt and hoodie

“move your hands and i’ll give you your shirt back” he says, smirking

if you’re adamant you’re not gonna show him, he gives you your shirt back with a sheepish apology

he disappears for a minute, then comes back in time to see you do the stunt (take what you want from this ;) )

he drops the subject for the rest of the shoot, but you can tell he’s thinking about them

afterwards when you’re relaxing, you can tell he’s still thinking about them

so flash the man and let him be happy

“jesus christ are you tryin’ to kill me?” he smirks

or just tell him he can ask the questions he has

he’s like chris, asking the usual questions

and of course

“can i touch them?” he asks with his cheeky smile

[so-much-for-stardust6]

Needed A Release- Johnny Knoxville

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summary: you do a “stunt” involving a sex toy which is controlled by johnny. at the end of the day, you need a release.

lowercase intended

warnings: smut, dirty talk (?) & not proof read

a/n: this feels a bit rough but enjoy 🤒

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“there is no fucking way.”

“oh come on, y/n, please!” jeff begged, holding the device in his hand.

“no! i’m not gonna shove a fucking vibrator up my pussy for a stupid show!”

“you do that every night, why is this different?” bam joked.

i turned to him and punched his arm, causing him to yelp out and grab it.

“i’ll pay you fifty bucks.” johnny said.

“dude what?” ryan laughs at johnny’s eagerness.

“what? this’ll be good for the show!” he defended himself.

i sigh as i think over his words, stomach turning as i lean towards yes.

“okay you know what, fine. i’ll do it for fifty.” i shook my head.

the guys cheered at my response, jeff handing me the vibrator.

“we’re doing it tomorrow.” he gave me a sly smile.

“great.” i mumble.

~fast forward to tomorrow~

i walk inside the place, being greeted by a smirking bam.

“hey, y/n/n, how you feeling?” johnny asked, laughing his dumb laugh.

“fuck off, knoxville.” i mumble, heading towards the snacks.

“good afternoon, y/n! you all ready?” jeff says very cheerily.

“ready? i just got here.”

“we’re about to start soon.”

i sigh at his words and go to the bathroom. i kept telling myself that i’m doing it for the money and money only. i take off my pants, getting into a position to easily put the vibrator inside. i softy moan at the feeling, butterflies in my stomach. i shake it off and stood back up, fixing myself up and leaving the bathroom. i ran into johnny and bam who were standing right near the door.

“jesus christ, you guys are pervs.” i scoff.

“you excited?” bam says, emphasizing ‘excited’.

i ignore him and eat my chips before we had to leave.

~fast forward to the van~

“okay, so y/n you’re gonna go inside and ask questions and randomly here and there you’ll feel it turn on.” jeff explains.

“just any questions?”

“questions relating to the product, yeah.”

“and who’s having the remote?”

“we can’t tell you.”

“why?”

“for their protection.” he laughs.

i fake laugh back as i climb out the van, walking up to the store. it’s a beautiful flower store, the fragrance inside was just heavenly.

“hello there! how can i help you today?” the lady at the counter greets me.

“hello! i’m just looking for some flowers for my husband, he loves flowers and it’s our anniversary.”

“oh how sweet, we usually have the husbands buying flowers for the wives! what flowers does he like?”

“hmmm, he loves-“ i cut myself off with a quiet yelp, the vibrator turning off.

“are you okay, ma’am?”

“yes! yes i’m sorry i just accidentally hit my knee.” i lie, gripping the counter as it continues.

“well, we have these beautiful roses. simple yet very romantic.”

i lean into the flowers and smell them, smiling at how good it is. suddenly the vibrator turned on again, making me groan out loud. i quickly cover it up by groaning again, pulling away with a weak smile.

“sorry i just absolutely love roses! they’re my favorite.” i nervously chuckle.

“no worries hun, i love roses too!” she sweetly laughs.

i feel the vibration level go up one, my face contorting with pleasure. luckily the woman was leading me to another set of flowers, looking away. i had a mic and mini camera on me so i grabbed the mic and brought it up to my lips.

“you guys are bastards.”

“i’m sorry?” the woman asked.

“oh i said do you guys sell baskets?”

“like flower baskets?”

“just regular ones, i noticed i saw some on the display in the window.”

“oh yes, what a great eye! we do sell baskets, they’re $7.”

“sounds great! i’ll take one, my husband and i were planning on having a picnic date.” i ball my hand into a fist, trying so hard to not moan.

“of course, daring! let me go get one in the back.”

i watch her as she leaves behind a door. i let out a low moan once i feel like she’s too far. i whimper and throw my head down, squeezing my eyes shut.

“you okay in there?” i hear johnny laugh in my ear.

“fuck off.” i mutter.

i hear the door open again and i whip my head up, putting on a normal demeanor.

“here you go, honey. did you figure out what flowers you’d want?”

“i think i’ll go with those beautiful roses, they smell wonderful.”

the vibrator has been on this entire time, slightly increasing in power each minute. i took a deep breath to relax myself, tears pricking my eyes at the immense pleasure.

“anything else darling?”

“nope, that’s all i need.” i smile softly.

i actually buy the items, loving roses myself. i gave her the cash, hands shaking as i do so.

“you sure you’re alright honey?”

“yes, i’m just cold.”

“it’s summer.”

“yeah, my body heat is very weird.” i laugh awkwardly.

she chuckled back, handing me my change.

“thank you so much, hope you have a wonderful day hun.” the woman smiled.

“of course! you too-“ i cut myself off with a whine as the max setting was on.

my knees buckled at the feeling as my eyes slightly roll into the back of my head.

“i’m sorry, i feel very ill. have a good day.” i quickly say before rushing out the door.

i was panting while resting my hands on my knees, trying so hard not to moan. i hear the guys laughing in my ears as i struggle.

“look at you, getting off by a vibrator in public.” johnny whispers into the mic.

hearing those words leave his mouth made me lose it, cumming on the spot. i slap a hand over my mouth as i moan, falling to my knees. the guys hollered at the sight of me, faces probably changing red at how hard they’re laughing. i felt so embarrassed, ready to go home. i shakily stand up, the vibrator still on.

“someone go help her.” jeff said, still laughing.

johnny climbs out of the van, face red from laughing. i look at him with a glare, so angry he said those words.

“you look like a mess, y/n. you still feeling “unwell”?” he laughs his obnoxious laugh.

he put his hand out and i refuse to take it, reaching for the remote instead. i turn the device off and shove the remote in my pocket.

“you fucking had it the whole time?!” i raised my voice.

“yup.” he giggled.

i sighed angrily and walked off, knees still weak. i open the van door to see all the guys still laughing, making me even more pissed off.

“any bees in there? i heard a lot of buzzing.” bam joked.

i punched his arm and climbed into the back.

“can we please go? i want to get this thing out of me.” i mumble.

~fast forward~

i rush inside the bathroom, pulling my pants off and taking this fucking thing out. i throw it into the sink, grabbing some toilet paper to clean me up. i hear someone knock on the door, i yell for them to come in. i was presentable but my knees were still shaky.

“how’s it going in here?” johnny asks, peeking his head in.

“man fuck you.” i spat.

“what? what did i do.”

“you fucking had it on the whole time! and y-you said that shit!”

“what shit?” he smirked.

“you know exactly what i’m talking about..”

“what are you gonna do about it?”

i huff and stomp over to the door, locking it. johnny watches my every move, eyes dilated. i grab my shirt and swiftly take it off, throwing it on the hook for bags. i then walk over to him and harshly connect our lips, slipping my tongue into his mouth for dominance. he moaned into my mouth, strong hands holding my hips. he grabs one of my legs, wrapping it around his slutty waist. i grind against him, becoming wet again. i grab onto his hair, pulling his head back to kiss his neck.

“you’ve been flirting with me ever since i joined the crew. and of fucking course you take control of the remote. you wished it was you inside me, huh. you fucking pervert.” i spat into his ear.

i felt him get hard into me, smirking against his ear.

“look who’s getting off with dirty words?” i laugh.

“i fucking hate you.” he mutters.

“highly doubt that.”

he turns me around and shoves me onto the sink.

“you’re gonna watch yourself as i fuck you. got it?”

“yes..” i moan out.

he didn’t waste time to pull my pants down, my underwear wet. his hands ran across my ass, squeezing it. the vibrator in the sink caught his eye, immediately grabbing it without thinking twice. i look at him through the mirror as he turns it on, lowering it back to where it was. it vibrated against me, a loud sigh leaving my lips. i dropped my head down and moaned but his free hands grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled me back up. he was focused on what he was doing, rubbing the vibrator up and down my folds. i wiggle my ass to try and get my friction, causing him to laugh at my neediness.

“you’ve been secretly wanting me, huh. all those fake ass shut downs, all those lies so i wouldn’t get into your pants. but you want me so bad, i bet you dream of me of me fucking you so hard…don’t you…”

“fuck…” i cry out.

he muttered something before shutting off the toy and throwing it back into the sink. i heard his undo his belt and shove down his pants. i couldn’t see him from the angle was at behind me, but i bet he was big.

“jeff’s gonna be lookin’ for me.”

“so go fast then.”

he chuckled at my words before slamming into me. i let out a loud moan, feeling him fill me up. he stretched me out perfect, fitting like a puzzle. i was still slightly sensitive from earlier so my senses were at an all time high. tears pricked my eyes already, my knees trembled at his pace and my knuckles turned white from my grip. he held on hand on my waist as he fucked me while the other held my hair, pulling my head back to watch him fuck me. his head was thrown back, brown hair sticking to his slightly sweaty forehead.

“look at you…so fucked out from this.” i dryly laughed, trying to talk as he thrusted.

he opened his eyes and looked at me, lust blown pupils.

“i bet you fucking planned this. you told jeff all about this prank.”

“don’t fucking act like you weren’t thinking of me while that shit was on. wishing it was my cock inside of you, like right now.”

we talked out of breath, stuttering our words.

“i needed a release. asshole. you made me cum.” i moan out.

“at my words. remember?” he laughed in a teasingly manner.

“fuck you.” i spat out.

i was too focused on johnny’s words and face, not noticing how quick my orgasm was coming. johnny noticed though, noticed how my body moved and wriggled under his touch. he smirked as he saw my face contort with pleasure. i let out a long string of moans as i came around him, shoving myself against the sink. he waited until i was done before pulling out, not caring about his own release. i collapsed against my sink, using a lot of my upper body strength to hold me up. i felt johnny’s fingers run up my slit and collect my juices, sticking them into his mouth to taste me.

“so good.” he mumbled.

i roll my eyes at his action, pushing myself off the sink. i pulled up my pants and buttoned them back up. i smoothed my hair out and fixed up my face. johnny watched me as i did so, genuinely smiling.

“stop staring, weirdo.”

“maybe i’ll take a pic, it would last longer.”

“back to flirting, knoxville? you were just inside of me like 3 minutes ago.” i laugh, turning around.

“maybe i can be inside you more often.” he slyly said, pulling me close to him from the waist.

“buy me dinner first.”

“tomorrow at 8?”

i was taken aback from his words, surprised he actually asked.

“seriously?”

“dead. i haven’t been flirting all this time for nothing.” he laughs.

“okay then, tomorrow at 8.” i smile.

“perfect. now i gotta go.” he quickly leaned down and left a kiss on my lips.

i know we already kissed before this but it felt like the first time. i blushed harshly as he left the bathroom, surprisingly not to a bunch of idiots standing outside listening.

[cemetarywoman]

Its come to my attention that no one writes fics about any of my interests so ill have to take one for the team and do it myself 🙏🤕

Ill take requests for:

-the chilling adventures of Sabrina

-ville valo

-jackass

-gotham

-motionless in white

-hamzahthefantastic

I will write:

-fluff

-smut

-platonic/family dynamics

-poly relationships

-fem/gender neutral reader (could possibly make exceptions for male readers occasionally)

I wont write:

-anything to do with Self harm, r@pe, or abuse

-obviously no weird shit like illegal age gaps, piss, or anything super weird LMAO

-i will not write angst, im far too sensitive for that sorry LMAO

-i dont like write the reader as a dom so I’ll probably do sub!reader only, sorry!! (Ill make some exceptions for this tho if i like the request enough lol)

(ill add more to this list later lmao but these are my favorite things atm)

[vivaladicamillo]

“i dont give a fuck im doing it..”

being the carefree original jackass girl

[welcometojackass2022]

got a Ryan smut fic coming out soon…gonna feed my Ryan fans

[knoxvillesjackass]

hello! I had an idea of No Nut November with Johnny x female reader. The jackass guys all dare each other to do it and the winner couple is who lasts the longest. When his girlfriend finds out, she keeps teasing him and it all ends in smut!! Love your stories!! ❤️

𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 - 𝐣.𝐤

im so happy to finally see a smut request!! pls, send some more, because i want to get better at writing it! also, do you guys enjoy reading it or do you like fluff and/or angst better?

warnings! edging, oral sex dom!johnny x sub!reader? ( reader receiving and giving), dirty talk, very dirty hihi

words; 3.375

It was bizarre. Annoying, really. You’d given him every opportunity in the world to rail you, blow your back out and make you incapable of walking for the day…All of your attempts were shut down, which was new for you.

Usually, all you had to do was send the smallest signal to Johnny, and he would be ready at any time, but the past two weeks had been different.

He’d been avoiding you, it seemed. He only kissed you when he left for work, and he’d even slept on the couch for some nights.

You’d been left confused and a little hurt by it all. Had you done something wrong, or was he perhaps just not attracted to you anymore?

The thoughts killed you, but it killed him even more. If it hadn’t been for that stupid bet….

“A month without sex? You’ve gotta be shitting me,” Johnny shook his head as the room erupted in laughter, but he was totally serious.

He couldn’t believe that he was the only one objecting to this nonsense. The concept was idiotic and frankly childish.

Steve-O had been the one to bring it up during lunch break. Everyone had shrugged it off, but as the tension grew thicker throughout the day, everyone suddenly began to take it very seriously, Johnny included.

So, as stupid as he thought it was, Johnny was knee-deep in the ‘No Nut November’ phenomenon, even though he hated the idea.

You and Johnny had sex a lot. No shame in that. Just two adults, who loved each other very much. What Johnny did feel off about, was that all of his friends knew just how much sex you had. How? Well, at every given chance to escape the craziness of the crew, the two of you did. And you didn’t do it to have conversations and drink tea. No, you did it to fuck.

Johnny had been labelled as the guy to fail the quickest, and it didn’t sit right with him one bit.

Luckily for him, his self-control was a different ball game. He had more control than all of the jackass guys combined. If there was a will, there was a way, and Johnny never let himself down once he had a goal.

“Oh, y-you’re participating?” Steve-O asked Johnny, who shrugged and nodded. “Yeah,” he huffed, and the room once again erupted in laughter, this time, it sounded more ridiculing than anything.

“What?” He asked confused and scoffed as he stared back at his wide-eyed friends. “Dude, you’re not going to last for two days,” Pontius grinned, Johnny returning a simple growl. “Let’s just fucking see, shall we?”

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“Hi, baby!”

You grinned excitedly as Johnny entered your shared apartment. You wrapped your arms around him tightly, furrowing your eyebrows at once when you didn’t feel him embracing you.

“Are you okay?” You asked and unwrapped your arms around his waist, looking up at him innocently. “Y-Yeah, I’m fine, Y/N, I’m just tired. Think I’m gonna go take a shower,” he commented, his eyes focused straight ahead and not down at you.

“Oh, okay. Well, I could join,” you smirked and winked at him, but he merely shook his head and smiled politely before disappearing to the bathroom.

Well, that sucked, you thought.

He was probably just tired. He’d been working long hours, and maybe all the man needed was some space.

You’d attempted to be the understanding girlfriend, even when you felt ignored by Johnny.

The first few days went by okay, although the hours seemed to get longer as the days went by. The week overall was manageable but when the second week struck, Johnny was beginning to struggle.

The day of your anniversary, you'd made everything really special for Johnny. Dressed up nice, cooked some good food, and made the bathtub the perfect place to end the night, together.

When he'd come home, he'd acted just as you'd feared.

Distant and seemingly blind to the effort you'd put into making your fourth anniversary a special one.

The dinner was awkward and you hated the tension. You broke the silence every minute, asking him questions to which he answered with simple and short sentences.

"I have a surprise for you," you smirked. Maybe what he needed was some extra spice, and that was what you were going to give him.

"A surprise?" He asked as he was washing the dishes. He jumped when he felt your arms snake around his waist. Johnny moved away and coughed. His boxers were starting to feel tight, uncomfortably tight.

You grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom. You'd scattered rose petals on the floor and lit some candles. It was the most romantic bathroom you'd ever seen, but Johnny didn't seem to agree.

"O-Oh, Y/N," Johnny coughed nervously and slowly backed out of the bathroom.

"Did I do something wrong? Are you trying to punish me or something? Please, tell me what's going on!"

"No, Y/N-"

"Then why won't you FUCK ME?" You shouted and sniffled. Johnny's heart tore a bit. He wanted to tell you, he really did, but with the mood and how you were feeling, it didn't seem as if it would've been a massive help in his eyes.

The next days were rough. You were upset, understandably. Johnny continued his odd behaviour and you were just about done with it all.

“Just tell me now; when did you give in and how was it?”

Bam stood like a little child next to Johnny and giggled, but Johnny rolled his eyes underneath his sunglasses and sighed.

“I haven’t given in yet, and I’m not going to, so you might as well quit bothering me.”

Bam scoffed at the answer he got from Johnny, but he hadn’t expected much else, considering Johnny’s recent behaviour.

He was in a pissy mood. He was at conflict with himself at all times. The whole dare had transformed into something beyond his control. He was so competitive, sometimes it scared people.

Johnny sat down in the conference room, where the crew held their weekly meetings. He cursed to himself and looked around. Pontius, Steve-O and Jeff sat and looked at him with smug grins.

“How’re you holding up over there, Knoxville?” Jeff asked, to which he received a middle finger from Knoxville.

“It’s been a long time since I've seen Y/N around? When is she coming by again?" Pontius pouted. Just the thought of your name at this point, could get Johnny hot and bothered.

"I-She's not," Johnny mumbled and rubbed his sweaty forehead. Was it just him, or was it starting to get super hot?

"That's weird. I talked to her this morning. She said, she's dropping by to say hello," Jeff said and immediately, Johnny tensed up.

"What?" He asked. He hated to even think it, but you were the last person he needed to see now.

"Y/N!" Wee-man yelled as soon as he saw your figure in the doorway.

Johnny hid his face in his hands as soon as he heard your voice. He imagined you saying his name, moaning it, screaming it.

"Hi, guys," you smiled and entered the conference room, greeting all of the guys with a hug, moving your way around the table until you reached Johnny. "Hi, babe," you smiled and leaned down to plant a kiss on his lips, although he moved away almost immediately.

You scoffed and stood up. What had you expected? He'd only been treating you like that for the last two weeks.

"Well, I can see that I'm not wanted here," you mumbled but were quickly met with reassurance from everyone but Johnny.

"Why would you think that?" Jeff asked, "we love having you here, Y/N."

"You might, but I think Johnny feels a bit different," you hissed and glared at Johnny, who slapped his forehead.

Suddenly, Ehren began laughing hysterically, to everyone's surprise. "Wait, you haven't told her yet?" He grinned and the boys slowly caught on and joined Ehren's laughing fit.

Johnny was so not having it. His fists were curled and his jaw was clenched. And you, you were utterly confused as to what was going on.

"Told me what?"

You raised your eyebrow and looked down at Johnny, who refused eye contact at all costs, the guilt weighing him down like uranium.

"We dared each other do the no nut Novem-"

"Don't even finish that sentence," you said and cut Ehren off. You were quiet for a few moments, trying to assemble yourself before speaking up.

"You wanna explain yourself, asshole?" You spat and looked down at Johnny, who sighed and looked up at you.

"Y/N, I'm so so-"

"Do you guys know how long it's been since I've had sex with my boyfriend?" I asked into the room and the guys all chuckled.

Of course, they knew. They were a part of it too, after all.

"Two weeks!"

It didn't sound like a lot, but anyone who knew you and Johnny understood that this was totally out of the ordinary.

"You're telling me I have to wait two weeks before he can bang me? How many of you guys are still in this bullshit?" You asked loudly to which Pontius, Jeff, Ehren and Wee-Man's hands went up.

"Fuck this," you sighed. You knew just how competitive Johnny was. Nothing could get in his way. Literally nothing, but then again, if anyone had the slightest chance, it was most definitely you.

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"Y/N?"

You sighed at the sound of Johnny's voice.

Your fingers were curled inside of yourself as you lay spread across the bed.

You continued, although the sound of Johnny's footsteps came closer and closer.

You closed your eyes and began rubbing your clit, letting out a quiet moan.

"Y/N-fuck," Johnny breathed out when he walked in on you pleasuring yourself. His cock was throbbing at the sight of your naked body, but he denied all of those feelings and shuffled out of the room. The sight had made him hard as a rock.

"Johnny!" You called out. An idea had popped into your head.

He opened the door and peeked in. Your legs were spread open and they were trembling with anticipation.

"Huh?" He asked you. His eyes were almost closed. He couldn't bare to see more.

"Look, I know you're not allowed to cum or whatever, but I'm horny and I need your help," you stated and Johnny's eyes opened wide. You might be on to something, he thought.

Pleasuring you always brought Johnny pleasure, he didn't even have to pull his dick out for this one.

He smiled and rushed over to you.

He wasted no time digging his two fingers into your cunt, plunging them in and out of your wet entrance. His head rested between your legs as his tongue made contact with your clit. You reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair. God, he loved it when you did that.

What he loved, even more, was the way his name sounded when you screamed it out of pure pleasure. "Fuck, Johnny!" You cried and grabbed his one hand that wasn't fucking your cunt and pulling it up to your breast, signalling for him to massage it, which he did, gladly.

Johnny smiled against your folds and licked them up and down, ever so often pinching your sensitive clit between his lips, which drove you crazy.

"I-I think I'm g-"

"Look at me, babydoll," he ordered and you followed, looking directly into his dark brown eyes. You couldn't contain the eye contact for long though, because your eyes rolled into the back of your head and you let out a loud cry as you reached your awaited orgasm.

You tugged at Johnny's hair and breathed in loudly, trying to gather yourself.

"J-Johnny, just fuck me already, please," you sobbed and looked at Johnny.

The offer was so tempting, but he just couldn't. He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt his jeans tightening to the point of it being uncomfortable.

"O-Oh, shi-" he hissed and suddenly flew away from his position. You looked him up and down, eyes landing on the massive boner, he had packed. You held back an evil laugh as Johnny stormed out of the room. "Where are you going?" You yelled as you stood up from the bed.

"I-I'm just gonna go for a drive!" he yelled back and slammed the door. He wasn't angry with you, and you knew that. He was angry with himself. This bet was starting to get really fucking old.

The next days were seriously awful for Johnny. After helping you out, he realised that it might've been a bad idea.

The only thing on his mind was the feeling of your pretty cunt against his fingers and the sound of your screams still rang in his ears every now and then.

And you'd, of course, been making his life a living hell. Walking around naked in the apartment or dressing up in your sexiest lingerie.

Johnny kept himself together, though, and you had to give him credit. He'd handled it all very well, better than you ever could.

(random a/n; this same-ish story, but where the reader is dared?)

The end of November was just around the corner, thankfully. Sure, Johnny's hands were equivalent to magic, but nothing beat the feeling of his cock ramming into you.

You couldn't wait, quite literally. Johnny was so much better at staying committed to a dare than you. You needed him. Like, really needed him.

"Johnnyyyy," you whined and threw yourself at him like a little toddler,

He wasn't as sensitive as before. It seemed that the roles had taken a 180 because you were hornier than ever.

Johnny was sitting with his computer when you suddenly planted yourself in his lap and hugged him tightly.

"What's going on?" He asked and rubbed your back.

"I want it so badly," you whispered and bit your lip. Johnny stiffened up and shifted uncomfortably around on the couch. "Three days to go, Y/N," he comforted you, but that wasn't good enough. "No, but like, now," you said and reached down to straddle his cock. He let out a yelp and lifted you from his lap to the seat beside him as he stood up and paced around.

He was frustrated. It was really not fun anymore. Actually, it never was.

Johnny hurried to his phone and put the phone to his ear.

"Chris, you tell me now and be honest; who's still a part of this November bullshit?" Johnny asked. You smiled to yourself and crossed your fingers.

No one, please say no one.

You couldn't quite hear the rest of the conversation. You didn't really care either, because when Johnny came out, he had darker eyes and a wicked smirk on his lips.

"Go to the bedroom and take your clothes off. I'll be up in two minutes."

You squealed with excitement and ran up the stairs faster than ever.

You stripped out of your clothes and threw them to the side, feeling a knot in your stomach, waiting to be untied.

Johnny entered the room. He'd taken his shirt off on the way up the stairs.

"Get on your knees," Johnny ordered and you did so immediately and without protest of any sort.

The room was pretty dark, but you could still see Johnny's crooked smirk.

He approached you, stopping when he stood right in front of your kneeled figure.

He brushed some hair out of your face and cupped your cheeks as you stared up at him, batting your eyelashes.

He gathered your hair into a ponytail at the back of your head and tied it with the hair tie he had around his wrist.

"Fuck, I've missed your mouth," he moaned and unbuttoned his pants, not even bothering to pull them all the way down. And you were just as desperate to please him again, so without waiting any longer, you took a hold of his rock-hard length and gave it a few pumps. Johnny threw his head back when you put just the tip into your mouth. Impatient and understandably needy, Johnny skipped your slow tempo and grabbed the back of your head, pushing his cock into your mouth fully.

After four years of dating Johnny, your gag reflex was pretty much non-existent.

He began gently thrusting himself into your mouth and then sped up until you eventually could feel his tip at the end of your throat.

You watched with tears in your ears as your boyfriend had lost himself in you, thrusting himself into your mouth again and again until he was a mumbling, moaning mess, cumming down your throat.

You swallowed and Johnny watched you in admiration as he offered you his hand to help you stand up.

Your lips crashed together for the first time in weeks, and you moaned into the kiss when you reached the bed. Johnny put a hand behind your head and the other one on your back, slowly lowering you on the bed as he hovered over you with a hungry, lust-filled gaze.

You were merely wearing his t-shirt and a pair of old shorts, which Johnny quickly tore away, your underwear following. He pulled the shirt from over your head and admired your naked body for a while, before snapping out of his trance to return to his duty.

He began placing kisses down your chest but you pulled him up when you saw where he was going. You grabbed his hand and forced it down to your dripping cunt. "I don't need anything, I just want you to fuck me," you nodded and Johnny smiled. Foreplay was always a big thing in your relationship. It was a way to ensure that both parts were 100% ready, but there was no doubt in your mind; you were ready.

"You're still on the pill despite this stupid bet, right?" He asked and you nodded. He knew how bad you were at forgetting it, and he often scolded you for it.

"Good girl," he whispered raspily. That made your heart melt.

His tip was at your entrance, and you wondered if the three weeks had changed something within you. Was it going to hurt after that long with no sex?

You shook every thought off when Johnny placed a kiss on your forehead and slowly pushed into you.

"Ah-!"

Johnny looked at you with wide eyes. You apologised quietly.

"It must be because it's been a while," you said and Johnny nodded, understanding what you were feeling.

He continued pushing his member into you and watched you closely as you clenched your eyes shut and dug your nails into his wide shoulders.

He rested for a while, waiting for your sign to move, and when that sign came, he began pumping in and out of you slowly but deeply.

You grasped onto him and pulled him as close as possible while also wrapping your legs around his waist. "F-Faster," you moaned with closed eyes and Johnny grunted as he sped up, fucking you at an impossibly fast pace.

Everything seemed to go dull for a short moment. Your pussy clenched and your belly contracted tightly when a wave of pleasure hit you like a thousand bricks.

"I-Oh, my God!"

Your nails dug deeply into Johnny's back and you scratched them up towards his neck, where they rested, fiddling with the ends of his brown hair.

"Look at me, baby," Johnny ordered and continued his thrusts. You had to collect yourself before even listening to his orders, but Johnny was impatient and close to an orgasm, so he didn't have much time.

"Y/N, I said look at me," he repeated. The tone made you look at him immediately and you bit your lip and moaned loudly as you watched him orgasm for the second time that night.

"Fuuuck-urgh, baby!"

He trembled and with one last thrust, he pulled out of you and fell down beside you with a heavy but satisfied sigh.

"This November has been the best and worst of my life," you sighed and Johnny laughed in agreement as he kissed your forehead and snuggled you closer.

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probably my favourite smut i've ever written, but what do you think?

[asskickedbygirl]

Hello I have jealous Knoxville brain rot and I was wondering if you could write a Knoxville x fem!reader where the reader is bams best friend and they grew up skating together attached at the hip but Johnny is fully into the reader and she’s into Johnny (he does not see this) but he thinks she and bam are going to date because everyone thinks they would make the perfect couple. It can take whatever direction you would prefer from there I just would die for some pining jealous Knox 😭

Going Up

[Johnny Knoxville x F!Reader]

Desc: Anon covered it but I made it smutty! As in elevator sex smutty...

A/n: need to put eyeliner on johnny rn. also I'm trying to do something different in all of my smuts so they don’t get boring or repetitive to write so lmk if you like it!! comments and reblogs make my day fr <3

Warnings: smut (18+), p in v, public sex (sort of), alcohol

3.4k words

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Bam and you were fucking around on your boards, doing stupid tricks and just wasting time until you were called to set. You always thought it was stupid that your call times were so early when you were never really needed until the afternoon at least. Nonetheless you showed up, bored and hungover. 

“Fuck I’ve almost got it.” You bitched, irritated that you couldn’t succeed in the easiest tricks when your head was throbbing from the night before. Bam laughed, 

“Yeah, sure you do.” This earned him a prompt thump on the arm from your fist, your teeth grinding. 

“Shut up, dickhead.” He still laughed, only holding the site of injury this time. He looked up behind you and raised his eyebrows. You spun around to see who he was looking at only to see Johnny Knoxville staring over at the two of you, quickly shifting his gaze once you spotted him, pretending he wasn’t looking. 

“Hmmm.” Bam hmmmed. 

“What?” You asked, skating in circles around him. 

“He’s got the hots for you.” 

You rolled your eyes, “You think everyone’s got the hots for me.” 

“Because they do!” 

You scoffed, “Your ego for me is bigger than my own. No one even asks me out anymore.” 

“That’s ‘cause they think we’re dating.” 

You pouted in contemplation. “I guess. Well why won’t you date me then?!” You brought your arms around Bam’s neck in mockery as you skated past him, laughing as he attempted to shoo you off. You planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek like a drunken aunt. 

“You’re gross. You’re like my sister, freak.” You giggled as Bam attempted to wipe your spit off his face, arms still wrapped around him.

Johnny swallowed thickly as he observed you acting all coupley with Bam, sipping the crappy cup of coffee he got from the catering table when Ryan wandered over to him and looked to see what he was gawking at. He sighed, 

“You know they’re not dating, right?” Johnny was snapped out of his daze upon hearing his voice. 

He cleared his throat, “What? Oh, uh. Yeah.” He scratched the back of his head, feeling caught. He bit his lip, looking back over to you, his heart beating a little faster the wider you smiled. 

“She probably likes you dude. There’s not many women that don’t.” Johnny took another sip from his styrofoam cup, eyes still on you, shrugging. Ry just shook his head, chuckling under his breath. He patted Johnny reassuringly on his shoulder and walked away, leaving him to yearn a little longer. You glanced up to see Johnnys eyes still drinking you in. You smiled and waved at him jokingly, causing his cheeks to flush as he hobbled off. Maybe he does have the hots for you after all.

“She probably likes you dude. There’s not many women that don’t.” Johnny took another sip from his styrofoam cup, eyes still on you, shrugging. Ry just shook his head, chuckling under his breath. He patted Johnny reassuringly on his shoulder and walked away, leaving him to yearn a little longer. You glanced up to see Johnnys eyes still drinking you in. You smiled and waved at him jokingly, causing his cheeks to flush as he hobbled off. Maybe he does have the hots for you after all.

A few days later you were in your hotel room applying your makeup, ready to go hit the bars after filming on location in New York. Bam and you were sharing, not the same bed but still, it didn’t help the rumours. You carefully lined your lips with liner as Bam lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, bored out of his tree waiting on you. 

“The bars are gonna be fucking closed by the time we leave.” You rolled your eyes, rubbing your lips together and tousling your hair. 

“It’s not even eleven yet. We’re gonna be early freak.” Bam pushed himself off the mattress,

 “Fuck this, I’m leaving with Ryan it’s too late to be this sober.” 

He grabbed his jacket and key card and swung the door open only to be met with a tall figure, hand raised and ready to knock. 

“Johnny.” Bam spoke, leading you to snap your head to take a look at the supposed man at your door. 

“Hey.” The often confident man’s voice wavered awkwardly, as if he had been caught in a trap. Bam leaned back to look at you, then back to Johnny, smiling like an idiot.

 “I was about to head with Ryan, you can come if you want or uh…” Bam raised his brows suggestively, something you didn’t spot. Johnny cleared his throat and swallowed thickly, contemplating for a moment whether or not he wanted to let it out that he’d rather stay with you. 

“I can stay with her while she gets ready. Bring you down if you want.” He called out to you, biting the bullet. You flicked your hair away from your face, grinning, 

“Sure. I’ll be ready in a minute anyways.” Bam shrugged and left the two of you to it, Johnny stumbling in and seating himself on the edge of your bed, observing you through the mirror as you smudged some more eyeliner in your waterline.

“That looks like it hurts. Is it not going into your eye?!” Johnny gritted his teeth together while you giggled. 

“I’m used to it. Here let me put some on you.” You held the eyeliner pencil between your fingers and turned to face him though his hands were already raised up, refusing.

“Oh come on! It doesn’t hurt and you can wash it off if you really hate it!” You flashed your best puppy dog eyes which ultimately worked as he simply couldn’t say no to you when you looked like that. He rolled his eyes as you grinned, moving closer to him. His breath hitched as your knees brushed against his, hands holding himself up as he leaned back slightly, eyes peering up at you. You took your bottom lip between your teeth in concentration and rested your hand against his cheek, Johnny swallowing right after. You used your thumb to pull his eye down just a tad, enough to see his waterline and went right in to apply it, accidentally poking him straight in the eye. 

“Ow!” The jabbed exclaimed, pulling away from you and holding his hand over his eye dramatically. 

You rolled you eyes. “Alright sorry. It was only a poke! C’mere it didn’t even get in your waterline.” Johnny was about to protest but felt he couldn’t once you pulled his face forward again forcefully, tongue poking out of your mouth as you concentrated on the task at hand.

He looked up to the ceiling and pretended the situation wasn’t incredibly uncomfortable as your raised leg kneeled on his lap in order to get the job done, face so close to his own as you tediously worked on coating his under eyes with black eyeliner. He couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to take you in, somehow you looked even more beautiful when you were in concentration. Your eyes met his and you smiled with your brows knitted together, a little unsure on why he was gawking once again. Well not really unsure, you were fairly sure. As you got back to it, Johnny posed a question,

“So you do this with Bam a lot huh?” You rolled your eyes at the insinuation of it. 

“Well yeah, ever since he saw Ville with it he begs me to do it all the time. He fucks it up whenever he tries to put it on himself.” You pulled the pencil away to admire your work as the first eye seemed done. 

“Looks good.” You smile, Johnny trying to move his head to take a look in the mirror but your hand pulling his face away. 

“Not yet. Lemme do the other one.” You repeated your movements of pulling his eye down slightly with your thumb to do the next one, brows knitted together.

Johnny looked up to you, sunken eyes boring into your face. 

“So you and Bam huh?” You scoffed, that was a sentence you heard practically everyday. 

“No. Not me and Bam. How long have I known you at this stage?!” 

Johnny smiled. “I dunno. You’re sharing a hotel room so.” His southern voice drawled. You continued penciling in the makeup. 

“Different beds idiot. MTV’s budget must be tight this year.” 

Johnny bit his lip. “So there’s nothing going on there.” 

You shook your head, “Nothing.” That’s when you finished the job, pulling away to admire your work. 

“Not bad huh?” This time you allowed Johnny to look at himself, standing up to get closer to the mirror. 

“Christ I look ridiculous.” 

You laughed, “No you don’t! This is so in right now.” You folded your arms and came up to the mirror as well to look at his face through the reflection. 

“Yeah it’s in for twenty year olds. I’m old remember?” 

You rolled your eyes. “You’re only like nine years older than me.”

Johnny flashed you a ‘careful’ look, but you smiled it off. He looked fucking hot if you were being honest, and that little crush you had on him was coming back in full force. You bit your lip as you and Johnny stared at each other for a little too long until he bustled off to the bathroom to attempt to scrub the liner off. His efforts were almost futile, a faint black still present in his waterline. 

“That’s hot! No, seriously it looks good like that.” Johnny sighed as he realised he’d have to go out with a trace of makeup on his face. 

“Are girls gonna think I’m gay?” 

You laughed, shaking your head. “Well you’ll have me on your arm so, hopefully not.” Johnny raised his brow at you but you ignored him, grabbing your purse, ready to hit the bars.

The bar everyone was meeting at was busy and bustling, a live band playing. You and Johnny arrived together of course and hit the bar immediately to get some drinks, already far too sober compared to the likes of Chris and Steve-o. You sat together in slightly close quarters, chatting amongst yourselves. You were enjoying his company, he smelled nice and the more you drank the more flirty you got. You had already punched Steve-o square in the arm when he made a dumb comment about Johnny’s ‘new look’ and an hour later his arm was draped over you. That was until Bam stumbled over to you all, clearly very drunk. 

“You have to come dance with me. Now!” He reached out and grabbed your hand, forcing you up and away from your arm candy. 

“Hey!” You called out but Bam was already pulling you onto the dance floor, hands grabbing your waist to dance with you.

You reluctantly pulled your arms up around Bam’s shoulders. Sure you loved to dance but when you did with Bam and you were drunk, the rumours were only set ablaze. You tried to catch Johnnys eyes as you swung your hips, only seeing him grit his teeth and practically glare at Bam. Was he… jealous? You looked at your dance partner who was too inebriated to have any sort of spatial awareness, simply blindly moving you around. Out of the corner of your eye you spotted an attractive looking girl dancing by herself and so you hatched a plan. As Johnny continued to glare you pushed Bam off of you and practically shoved him towards the other girl. 

“This is Bam!” You called out to her and she looked rather thrilled, must’ve been a fan. 

As the new couple began to dance once more you strutted over towards Johnny who was now looking at you like a deer in the headlights.

“Come on. You wanna dance with me right? Well dance with me now!” You slipped your hand in his and pulled him up, dragging him behind you as you set off for the floor. 

Johnny was in slight shock, his hands finding their way to your waist in a daze as you brought your arms around his neck, moving your hips with the beat. You looked up to Johnny and flashed a smug grin, 

“Were you jealous Knoxville?” 

Johnny blushed, laughing and shaking his head.

“So what if I was?”

You smiled even wider, taking Johnny’s hand from your waist and moving it down to cup your ass.

“You don’t need to be.” 

You chewed your lip as his hands felt you up on the dance floor, not caring that people might see your skirt riding up and exposing your ass. Johnny looked especially attractive as he appeared almost flustered, cheeks burning red and eyes blown out. As the music changed you moved yourself around so your back was pressed against his chest, letting his arms drape around you and push you closer to him, feeling the outline of his dick press into your ass. You grinded to the beat of the loud music, feeling his breath on your neck and his stubble grazing your skin. It felt almost too intimate right there in the middle of all the bodies, sweaty and drunk, but god did you want him. You placed your hand over Johnny’s as it pressed into your stomach to hold you there and turned around so you could whisper in his ear,

“Wanna get out of here?” 

Johnny only nodded, allowing you to lead him away from the crowds and out of the bar towards your hotel. Boy were you glad it was so close by as the desperation was radiating off of your hot bodies, clammy hands holding each other as you made your way through the streets, no talking necessary. 

You both smiled politely at the receptionists as you wandered inside the hotel, trying to act as if you weren’t as desperate as you’d ever been, silently praying no stranger would join you in the elevator on your way up. Alas you were left alone, standing side by side as the doors shut. One second later Johnny flipped himself around and slammed his lips onto yours, forcing his leg between yours so they were parted and making out with you roughly. Your hands flew up to hold his face, letting out quiet whimpers as he took you with such force. His hands were already roaming over your body, fisting the fabric of the back of your skirt in his hand and pulling it up. If you didn’t know him any better you’d think he was about to fuck you in the elevator.

That’s when you felt it jolt, stopping on whatever floor you were on. You opened your eyes and pulled away from Johnny’s mouth in a panic, thinking something had broken but instead you were met with his hand over the emergency stop button, manical grin on his face. You covered your mouth with your hand, half shocked but entirely bemused.

“Are you serious?!” You laughed, completely bewildered.

“Couldn’t wait any longer.” is all he said, immediately diving back in to kiss you once more.

As your skirt had already been pushed up over your ass, in fact bunched up around your waist, Johnny’s fingers were smoothly tucked into the band of your panties, waiting for the moment he could finally pull them down. He took the opportunity as soon as your hand reached down to palm him over his pants, pushing your body against the wall of the elevator at the same time. You let out a groan as you frantically unbuckled his pants, him eventually giving in and shoving them down to pool around his ankles instead. 

After some more hot and heavy making out, you felt Johnny’s hard cock press into the inside of your thigh and so you took matters into your own hands, freeing the member and urging him to fuck you against the cool metal walls of the box. You moaned as he entered you, his stubbly chin grazing your neck and lips kissing the skin tenderly as he began bucking his hips forward. He dug his thumbs into the skin of your waist to hold you still, your arms wrapping around his neck to brace yourself the faster he went. 

Johnny’s grunts and your whimpers echoed around the elevator, it even jolted slightly with every thrust and it almost felt surreal that heart throb Johnny Knoxville was fucking you in a hotel elevator. You hid your girlish grin in the crook of his neck, kissing and sucking on it all the while. 

“You think Bam could fuck me like this?” You whispered into his ear.

Sure it was evil but god did you love provoking the men that fucked you, it just makes everything more fun. Johnny laughed, more of a ‘fuck you’ sort of chuckle but he laughed nonetheless.

“You gonna talk about Bam while I’m balls deep inside of you?”

Johnny pulled his lips away from your neck to look you in the eye, yours as blown out as his. You grinned playfully.

“Well this means you don’t have to be jealous anymore. Your eyeliners fucking hot by the way” 

Johnny laughed.

“Shut up.”

He continued to fuck you hard, his thrusts only increasing in pace and his moans only getting louder along with yours. It wasn’t long until he got you to that familiar place, head leaning back against the wall as you were worked to the edge.

“Fuck I’m gonna come.” You managed to get out between pants, holding onto your breath as you felt the sensation creep forward. 

Johnny continued his relentless pace until you came hurtling down, the wave of pleasure washing over you and making your legs shake. The feeling of you tightening around Johnny made his breath hitch as you brought him closer to the edge.

“Can I come inside you baby?” 

You nodded, head still reeling from your orgasm. Johnny gripped your hips tightly, pushing even further into you as he came with a loud groan into your neck, the hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

The two of you remained in the same place, panting and fucked out, sweat dripping from your foreheads. Johnny’s head was still buried in the crook of your neck.

“You alright there?” You laughed, poking his cheek.

He pulled away grinning.

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done.” 

You both laughed until Johnny kissed you again, your heads all foggy.

“You know we can do this again once we’re out of this elevator right?” You pulled away once his kisses got more needy, practically ready for round two already when his dick was growing soft inside you. 

He laughed as he pulled out of you, the sensation making you wince slightly. 

“Sorry.” He murmured, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

He bent down to help pull your panties back up and smooth your skirt out after buckling up his own pants. He fixed himself up a little more before pressing the emergency stop button once again as well as another button.

“Shit.” He muttered. 

“What?!”

Johnny bared his teeth.

“I accidentally pressed the reception floor.” 

You rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“Christ I hope those poor workers don’t see us again.” 

Just as you attempted to fix up your hair the doors opened to reveal none other than Bam Margera himself, arm sleazily hung over the same girl you threw him at on the dance floor. You and Johnny must’ve looked like a deer in headlights right then but Bam was far too drunk and oblivious to notice just yet.

“Oh hey guys!” He grinned, entering with his new chick, her hand dragging over his chest.

“Weird the elevator wasn’t working for a minute. What were you guys doing already in here, I thought you left like thirty minutes ago?” Bam asked but his face dropped once it dawned on him.

He observed the pair of you, your makeup all messed up with tangled hair, skirt all wrinkled and Johnny with his messy hair and lipstick stains coating his neck and collar. 

“Oh.” 

“Let’s not.” You interjected before Bam could say anything that would make your skin crawl. 

The rest of the elevator ride was painfully awkward and silent, even Bam’s girl noticing the horrible tension. Once you finally reached your floor after what felt like forever Bam spoke up.

“So uhh... can we take our room or do you want to-” 

“Take our room.” You sputtered, leaving the damn elevator as soon as possible and darting towards Knoxville’s room, desperate to escape. 

End.

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[my-hybrid-moments]

hey tumblr!!!

i've been so bored recently and looking to get back into writing a bit

what i'll write:

fluff 🩷

smut ❤️‍🔥

angst 🖤

dating headcanons 🩵

literally anything as long as i'm chill w it

people/fandoms i'll write for:

jackass (johnny k, bam m, ryan d, chris p, spike j) (PLEASE request spike i <3 him sm)

beetlejuice (musical bj/alex b, film adam, barbara) (will NOT write bj x lydia bc ew)

blink 182 (tom d, mark h, travis b)

james mcavoy + characters

marvel (mcu, x-men etc)

hazbin hotel (adam, sir pentious)

andy samberg + characters

honestly anything as long as i have a vague idea of who/what it is and i'm chill w it

will be posting some stuff soon !!!