laney✩☽

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“are you fucking stupid?” i ask my best friend, bam.

“a little yeah.” he said nonchalantly.

he just told me he was going to ride his board off his roof for a stunt for a show he’s on, jackass.

“dude, you’re a hundred percent gonna hurt yourself.” i laugh.

“that’s the whole point.” he laughed.

he grabbed his board before climbing up the ladder. his mom, april, was standing with us watching as her idiotic son was climbing his way towards an injury. he stepped onto the roof, foot slipping causing him to land on his hands and knees.

“ahh! be careful, bam!” april shrieked.

i whined at the sight, biting down onto my hand. i’ve watched bam do stupid stunts before but i still get scared.

“you guys rolling?” he shouted.

“we’re good!”

bam set his board onto the roof, one foot on it ready to roll.

“i’m bam margera and this roof boarding.”

he fully got onto his board and began moving. it all happened so quick because once i blinked he was on the ground. april gasped out and immediately ran to him, me following suit. bam laid on the ground, groaning out in pain.

“bam! are you okay? say something honey.” april wiped away the dirt on his clothes.

“i’m good, i’m okay.” he put a thumbs up.

everyone began ‘whooping’ and ‘hollering’ at the successful stunt.

“i’ll take him inside to clean him up.” i offered to april, knowing she’s swamped with things to do.

“are you sure?”

“i’m sure.” i nod, lifting up the man baby i call my friend.

he wraps his arm around my shoulder as i lead us inside and to his room. he hissed in slight pain as we went upstairs, stumbling over his own feet.

“be careful, bam.”

he groaned in response, his dead weight becoming heavier. we finally made it to his room, gently sitting him down on his bed. i chuckled to myself at his messy pile of clothes, noting to clean it up for him later.

“you got a first aid kit anywhere?”

“in the kitchen i think.” he rubbed his head.

i quickly went downstairs, opening almost every cabinet in search for the kit. i finally found it and smiled to myself, racing back to bam. i came back in his room to find him shirtless, a nasty scratch on his chest.

“jesus bam, what did you land in?” i sat next to him.

“april’s flowers.” he cheekily laughed.

i chuckle at his behavior, applying hydrogen peroxide on a cotton ball. i gently pressed it on his wound, a loud yelp leaving his mouth. he grabbed ahold of my arms and groaned out.

“fuck..” he muttered.

my mind nastily wandered places, imagining that’s how he sounds in bed. i nervously gulped and shakily press the ball even harder.

“you should do a stunt.” he blurted out.

“you’re funny. i’ve already said no.” i grab a bandaid from the box.

“oh come on, i feel like you’d be a natural! you’d fit in with all of us.” he reassured me.

“i-i don’t know, bam..”

i look up at him to find him staring at me. his blue eyes focused on my face.

“what?” i nervously chuckle.

“nothing. can i not stare?”

“no you can’t. gotta pay up.” i joke.

“i got something priceless.” he said, speaking low and slow.

“and what’s that?” i eye him, completely clueless.

“stay still..” his hot breath fanned on my face.

he slowly leaned in and i watched him, heart racing and not a single thought in my mind to move. it was like my heart stopped once his lips met mine, softy pressing together. he was nervous too, i could tell with the way he was moving, hands fiddling with one another. he slowly began to move his lips, awkwardly kissing me. i slightly grimaced at this, making me flashback to my first ever kiss. i decided that i didn’t want bam and i’s first kiss to be a dud, so i took over and kissed him properly. everyone knew bam as the annoying and obnoxious punk ass that he is, but deep down he can get shy. he’s talked to me about girls before (after me pushing him to do so) and he was always blushing whenever doing so. but i’d never thought he’d be this nervous and shy to kiss me, he’s always jokingly flirted around with me. he slightly gasped out at my suddenness but went along, one of his hands now resting on my cheek. he pushed my head closer to his, deepening the kiss. my hands ran up and down his bare chest, careful not to touch his wound. i slowly pulled away to catch my breath, bam’s lips plump and red.

“well i’ll accept that payment.” i joke.

i study his face at my joke, no indication of him finding it funny. i gulp once i realize his demeanor.

“go on bam, i know you wanna say it.” i softy nudge him.

“how do you know everything about me?”

“i’m your best friend.” i chuckle.

“i fucking hate that. i have this pretty girl cleaning me up and she’s only my best friend.”

“do you wanna be more?” i say, encouraging him to confess.

“isn’t it obvious?” he blushed.

“why didn’t you make it more obvious? can’t keep a girl like me waiting for someone like you.”

“so you do feel the same?” his eyes wide in shock.

“did i not just make out with you right now?”

“oh..yeah right.”

i giggle and grab out more hydrogen peroxide to put on a clean cotton ball. i grab his face and bring his wound into my view. i press the cotton ball onto it and listen as he whined.

“why do you keep staring?” i mumble, focusing on cleaning him.

“because i like you. i thought we just established that.”

“no, you just said you wanna be more than best friends.” i tease.

“jesus fucking christ, y/n. you just want me to say the words, don’t you?”

“maybe.” i cheekily said.

“i like you, a lot. and i wanna call you mine, punch any guy who looks at you funny.”

“so ryan?”

“i’d beat the fuck outta ryan. i want you.”

his tone at the end of his rant was low and seductive.

“i want you too, bam.”

“then show me.”

“show me you do.” he started to be cocky again.

i roll my eyes, grabbing a bandaid and placing it on his wound. i pack up the kit and set it on the floor, standing up to go and lock bam’s door. i turn around and stare at him as i take off my shirt. i have bruises littering my skin from previous shit i’ve done with bam and the guys. he’s seen me shirtless before but in this context, it made him insanely hard.

“you gonna get undressed or what?” i asked, seductively pulling down my pants.

bam was at a loss for words, stuttering as he clumsily took off his pants. he threw them on the floor, adding them to his dirty clothes. his erection was very visible, something he didn’t care about. he wanted to know i did that to him, how badly he wanted me. i walked over to him, straddling his waist. he rested his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him.

“you okay?” i ask.

“more than okay. can you please touch me..you’re doing this shit on purpose.” he groaned, moving my hips to grind on him.

“calm down, baby. use the magic word.”

“please.”

“please what?”

“fucking shit dude. please, please fuck me..” he whined, bucking up his hips.

i giggle at his eagerness, deciding to listen to the poor man. i grind my hips, wrapping my arms around his neck. he shoved his face into the crook of my neck, pressing kisses to my skin. i felt him nibble and suck on my neck, marking me as his. i moan out at the feeling of his dick rubbing against me. i start to get impatient myself, just wanting to feel him. i get off of him and slid off my underwear, looking as bam gawks at my naked bottom half. he palms himself as he watches me unclip my bra.

“holy fuck..that’s what i’ve been missing out on.”

“i don’t see what i’m missing out on?” i cross my arms, waiting for him to take his boxers off.

i’ve accidentally seen bam’s dick before. i’ve walked in on him changing, pissing and i’ve accidentally stumbled onto some stupid stunt they were doing. so i definitely know what i’m missing out on. he was quick to become naked, leaning back on his elbows. i playfully rolled my eyes as i straddle him again. i grabbed his dick and ran his tip through my slit, spreading his precum with my wetness. he moaned out loud as he gripped the bedsheets with his life.

“shhh, you gotta be quiet bam. your mom is downstairs and the guys are here.” i place my finger against his lips.

“i don’t care if they hear. then they know what sweet ass i’m hitting.”

“i’m the one that’s gonna fuck you, bam.”

“i’m not saying that because-“

i cut him off as i slid down onto him, taking him fully. his body trembled as he fully entered me, feeling me deeply. i didn’t waste no time to start moving my hips, riding him with ease. his grip on my hips was tight, guiding me. he was fully laying down, my hands on his shoulders to keep me up. my boobs bounced with every grind, keeping him in a trance. bam was very vocal, he didn’t give a fuck. he knew the guys were gonna tease him but what’s there to tease? he’s having sex with the hottest girl ever and they’re not. he moved his hands to my ass, squeezing my cheeks and slapping them. i eventually let out my moans, realizing that it’s not embarrassing to have sex. his bed creaked with every bounce, his bed frame probably near to breaking. his hands left my hips and moved to my boobs, massaging them and pinching my nipples. a thin layer of sweat coated my skin, causing stray hairs to stick to my skin. my head was thrown back as i let out moans, digging my fingernails into bam’s shoulders. i bounced even harder than before, way harsher causing the bed to creak more.

“fuck, bam!” i moan out.

he let go of my boobs and held my hips again, lifting me up slightly to take over and thrust up into me.

“you’re so fucking hot. fuck…i can’t believe i waited this long..” he moaned.

he had a look of pure concentration on his face, eyebrows furrowed as he thrusted into me.

“i’m so close…” i cry out.

tears slipped down my cheeks as i moan louder. bam thrusted harder and faster, his main point to make me cum. my stomach tightened as i felt my body go fuzzy. i began losing my train of thoughts, only focusing on the immense pleasure. my body felt like it was on fire as i was ready to burst, bam could feel it. he felt my muscle tighten up, me clench around him. and with one more thrust, i came all around him. coincidentally at the same time, bam’s crappy old bed frame broke. i yelp out as i cum, the sudden drop scaring me. i continued to cum as we were practically on the floor. i collapsed onto bam’s chest, catching my breath. i eventually started laughing at our predicament.

“we just broke your bed.”

“i’ve never broken a bed before.” he laughed.

“what can i say, i’m a rough cowgirl.” i push myself up, winking at him.

i carefully got off of him, stumbling up due to my slightly numb legs. i grab a hopefully clean towel off bam’s floor to rid myself of the sweat and cum. i heard bam start moaning again, looking back to see him finishing himself off.

“oh fuck bam, i’m sorry.” i quickly went to my knees and replace his hand with mine.

he tried to protest but the pleasure shut him up. it didn’t take long for him to cum all over, his cum littering his lower stomach and all over his thighs. i lean down and lick it up, wiping him clean after with the towel.

“how much do i owe you for a new frame.”

“nothing at all. this is such a sick reminder that we fucked.”

“you act like we aren’t gonna be dating after this, idiot.”

i get up and grab my clothes, getting dressed again. after i was finished, i threw bam’s clothes at him, laughing as he groaned. i fixed my hair and light makeup, obviously knowing that the guy will tease us but it’ll be one thing less to use against me. i didn’t wait for bam as i left his room, going downstairs to return april’s first aid kit.

“i took your kit, april, hope you don’t mind.” i gave her a smile, shoving the kit back into the cabinet.

“oh i don’t mind swe-“

“you and bam fucked.” ryan spoke up.

“ryan!” april scolded him.

“he’s stating the obvious april! the next town over could hear them!” brandon shouted.

i blushed a little, turning to hide my red face.

“leave them alone! it’s totally normal!” she tried to defend me.

“dude we fucking broke the bed!” bam suddenly yelled out.

“bam!” i yell.

“no fucking way! let’s see!” novak exclaimed, shoving himself out of the chair.

all the guys ran upstairs and into bam’s room. i followed suit to see their reactions.

“you must’ve fucked her good.” raab patted bam’s back.

“i fucked him. so i’ll take the credit, thank you.”

“you think you can help me break my bed?” ryan smirked, wrapping his arm around my waist.

“hands off, dunn. she’s mine now.” bam shoved ryan away from me.

he pulled me into a sloppy kiss to show off but i pulled away.

Oh you want to fire a firework from your sphincter? I’ll see if I can get that cleared for you. You want a teeter totter with a raging bull? I’ll check and get back to you. Your life revolves around letting the boys have full reign but still making sure they don’t die.

It’s extremely demanding but you wouldn’t change it for the world, after spending so much time with the guys in such close proximity, they loved you. Even if they’d occasionally place a snake on your desk. Scaring you shitless.

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“Come on Y/N, give me a chance and I’ll show you a good time.” Bam pleads, watching as you take a seat on the couch. Your little skirt not leaving much up to the imagination. Bam has had a thing for you since you met, in the words of Johnny Knoxville, “One smile and you’ll make him bust.”

You can’t deny that Bam is attractive. From his blue eyes down to his heartagram that pokes out above his waistband. You’ve often had to peel your eyes away from him quickly, praying that he hasn’t noticed you staring. The thought has definitely crossed your mind, especially at night when you’re alone.

“You wouldn’t know where to start, Margera.” You flirt back, eliciting a cheer from the other boys. The couch creaks as Ryan flops down next to you, pulling your legs up onto his lap. “What’s the topic of conversation?” Ryan questions, only recently joining the rest of the group.

The scent of cigarettes and coffee waft up your nose as he shuffles next to you, trying to find a comfortable spot. “Bam is trying to fuck Y/N for the billionth time.” Steve-o chuckles, enjoying watching his friend crash and burn. “Same old same old then.” Ryan laughs, his arm loosely wrapped around your shoulder.

“I reckon I could make you feel good sweetheart, take you to another realm.” Bam teases, his eyes undressing you as you sit on the couch. He wanted you badly. Fucking his hand at the thought of you. Moaning loudly at the thought of your tits bouncing in his face.

Bam has shot many loads imaging his cock is buried inside you. Pleading with whoever is above that one day, he’ll get to listen to the way you moan. Watching what your face does when you reach a climax. It drove him crazy, seeing you in your little skirts made him want you more. You knew what you done to Bam, maybe you antagonised him that little more.

“Okay ladies, time to get back to work.” You sigh, peeling your legs away from Ryan without flashing yourself. The room echoes a collective groan as you retrieve your clipboard, sliding your little headset onto your ears. Before you disappear out of the trailer, someone calls for you. It’s Bam.

“Are you coming out for a drink tonight?” Bam questions, wiggling his eyebrow slightly. “If you buy me a drink.” You flirt back, disappearing out of the trailer.

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Leopard print, sheer and skimpy. All words that can be used to describe your dress. Paired with a black leather boots and a leather jacket, you felt sexy and you looked it too. “You look fucking beautiful, Y/N.” Johnny greets you, kissing your cheek as you enter the bar. “Thank you PJ.” You smile softly, taking his hand as he guides you towards your friends.

“Just you wait, Bam is gonna cum in his draws just looking at ya.” Johnny whispers into your ear making you laugh loudly. You join them all around a table, cheering as Steve-o sinks a tray of shots to himself. “Look who I found.” Johnny smiles, presenting you to the rest of the group.

Bam’s eyes immediately scanning over you, undressing you with each blink. He knew tonight he‘ll be making a move, one way or another, Bam would be hearing the way you moan. “You’re killing me, Y/N.” Bam whines, your tits spilling from the dress as you sit down.

“Thought I’d test you self control, Bam.” You flirt back, crossing a leg over the other. The hem of your dress rising up slightly, exposing a little thigh. Bam takes a little deep breath. Fighting the urge to dip his face between your thighs. Sinking towards your heat.

Rising to his feet, Bam peers down at you, his eyes getting a better look down your dress. “Can I get you a drink?” He questions, hoping this would get him in your good graces. “A Gin and Tonic, please.” You smile politely. Watching as his disappears into the crowd.

“Fuck him.” Johnny remarks from his chair, nursing a bottle of Budweiser. “Put the poor fucker out of his misery.” The group of you erupt into laughter. Could you sleep with Bam? You’d definitely thought about it but could you do it and feel no regret?

Throw caution to the wind and just act on your urges. It’s not like Bam would turn down the proposition, it would probably make his millennium. The one thing you did know is that you definitely were too sober to even consider it happening at this moment.

Bam returns with a tray of drinks, a gin for you and beers for the rest of the guys. He smiles as he places the tray down. A genuine smile which for Bam is a rarity, dropping his usual brooding goth persona for the night. It was nice to see, leaving a fuzzy feeling inside your stomach.

“Thank you by the way.” You smile brightly, taking a sip at your incredibly strong beverage. “Don’t mention it, sweetheart.” Bam replies confidently. “You can make it up to me later.” He smirks, wiggling an eyebrow.

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“How are you feeling, beautiful?” Bam questions, definitely feeling the alcohol at this point in time. “About as drunk as you are, Margera.” You respond, a warm feeling bubbling up inside you. Confidence.

An idea pops into your head, a scandalous one. “Would you like to dance with me?” You ask, playfully. His eyes widen, a look of excitement and shock spread across his face. “Are you being a tease?” He questions, afraid that this is just some elaborate prank.

“For once, no. Would you like to dance with me? I can ask Knoxville, if not.” You state, Bam stands up quickly. Grabbing your hand pulling you towards the dance floor. The groups eyes are all on you, especially Ryan. Like a proud father watching his son take his first steps.

His hands instantly grab your hips, pulling you close to his body. Swaying along to the music meant you were grinding into Bam, creating the perfect amount of friction.

“What made you want to dance with me?” Bam asks, moaning slightly at the sensation of your ass grazing across his clothed cock. “You were nice enough to buy me a drink.” You reply, leaning your head back slightly onto his shoulder. “Thought I’d be nice and return the favour.” You reply seductively, grinding a little harder.

His head dips into the crook of your neck, kissing and nipping at the soft skin. “How do I know it’s not just the alcohol talking? I don’t want you waking up and hating me.” Bam whispers into your ear, kissing under your ear lobe.

“How do you know that this wasn’t the plan all along?” You question, spinning to face him, looping your arms around his neck. A reddish hue flushing his cheeks, is Bam Margera nervous? Second guessing a decision? Bam never did that. “I’m gonna need some proof, sweetheart.” He says cockily, not really knowing what will come of it.

You dip your head, leaning in and pressing your lips to his. The taste of beer still lingers on his tongue as he goes deeper. Fighting for dominance as his hands roam your body, caressing your curves and cupping your ass.

“Should we go somewhere?” You ask breathlessly and it’s music to Bam’s ears. After months of pleading and using his imagination for self gratification, he’s finally going to experience the real thing. “Fucking hell.” He exclaims, kissing you again. “I thought I was gonna have to beg and hump your leg like a dog.” His remark making you chuckle.

With a few of the guys offering a proud grin, Bam takes your hand and guides you towards the bathroom. You’ve fucked in relatively public places before like a car. But never something like this, tonight is definitely a time for firsts.

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The door locks behind you, your heart hammering in your chest as Bam steps closer to you. Pulling you in for a passionate kiss, his teeth nipping slightly at your bottom lip. Eliciting a small moan from yourself.

“I don’t think you understand how bad I’ve wanted this.” Bam exclaims, starting to kiss along your jawline. “Fucking my hand and picturing its your little cunt.” His words are perfect, illustrating lewd pictures inside your head. Dominating Eroticism.

His lips travel lower, kissing down your neck and licking stripes across your collarbones. Holy shit. “I bet you moan like a whore too.” Bam remarks, his own words adding to the throbbing feeling in his jeans. You can’t deny it either, his words have an effect on you. Encouraging a puddle of wetness to spill into your underwear, growing more with each comment.

“Let’s see what we are working with.” Bam smiles, reaching his hand under the hem of your dress. Shimmying your underwear to the side with one of his fingers, “Already soaked and I’ve barely even touched you.” He chuckles. Ripping them from your body. “I knew you’d be a filthy little whore.”

Taking the little black thong in his hands, Bam folds it up and tucks it into his pocket. “Since you soaked your little panties for me, the least you can do is let me keep them.” He remarks, spitting into his finger tips. Without any warning, he swipes them across your clit. Applying the perfect amount of pressure.

“Holy shit Bam.” You moan, hips rocking against his fingers. With each sound, the tent in Bam’s jeans grows harder. Creating a strain against the thick denim fabric. “Touch me, please- I need you to touch me.” Bam whines as he loosens his belt buckle.

You reach out and pop open the button, sliding down the zipper and snaking your hand into the open gap. Massaging his cock through the small hole. “Oh my god.” He groans loudly. “You’re even better than I imagined.” He begins to move his hips too. Fucking into your hand like it’s his own, not needing to use his imagination this time around.

After a little more foreplay, Bam needs to be inside you. He needs to feel the way you clench around his cock. Rolling up your dress over your hips, Bam flips you around, ass up and tits pressed against the cold wooden door. He kisses your cheek and then assumes the position, coating his tip in your slick before sinking in.

“Oh my god.” Bam grunts, his hands clamping down on your hips. “You’ve got such a tight little cunt.” Slowly his hips move. Snapping against the plump skin of your ass. It’s better than he imagined. Pleasure shooting from his nerve endings like fireworks. His hand reaches under you, pulling down the front of your dress to expose your chest. Pinching and tweaking your nipples as he fucks into the back of you.

Both of you moaning in ecstasy as his cock delves into you, stretching your little pussy out deliciously. “Fucking hell Bam.” You moan pornographically, his name falling from your lips is enough to make him cum instantly. Bam still couldn’t believe it, even as his cock rails into you. He’s worried that eventually he’ll wake up and this was all just a sick and elaborate dream.

“Jesus Christ, Y/N. Your wet cunt milks my cock perfectly.” He grunts, collecting your hair into a ponytail as he fucks harder. Forcing tears to spill down your cheeks as he creates a vicious sting on your scalp. “Fuck Fuck fuck.” You squeal as bam digs his fingers into your skin, leaving little crescent moon shapes along your hip.

He pulls out of you, creating an empty feeling in between your legs. “Please- I need you to fuck me.” You beg pathetically, spinning around to meet him. His lips attach to yours, moving in sync as he sits down on the toilet lid. Spreading his legs for you to perch on top of him. “I want to see the way your tits bounce.” Bam smirks, pumping his cock a few times.

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“Oh fuck- Y/N.” Bam moans, watching as you sink down onto him. Positioning yourself correctly before moving, up and down relentlessly. Encouraging more moans to spill from Bam’s lips. “You dirty fucking whore.” He groans as you wrap your arms around his neck.

Steadying yourself as you fuck yourself onto his cock. He didn’t have the biggest penis, especially not in Jackass since you had the displeasure of seeing everyone’s cock on more than one occasion. But he knew what to do with it, he had the confidence and skill set to satisfy you.

“You fuck better than I imagined.” He grunts into your ear, gripping tightly onto your waist as his hips come up to meet yours. Taking charge as he terrorises your walls. “I know you’ve been fucked like a filthy whore- cocks stretching your hole out- but it’s taking me so well.” His voice trembles, his orgasm is beginning to surface and yours definitely wasn’t far behind.

The sound of your sweaty skin colliding together echoes through the empty bathroom, paired with your moans. Each others names tumbling from your lips as you reach new depths of pleasure. “Are you gonna cum? Cum in my little pussy?” You tease watching as Bam screws his face up, mouth falling slightly agape.

“Fuck- yes- I need to cum in your cunt.” He growls, a few more thrusts until he falters. Spilling his load deep inside of you. You sit on him, the two of you just catching your breath until Bam reaches his hand down. “I need you to cum for me.” The pad of his thumb massages your nub like the joystick on a PlayStation remote.

Spinning quickly like you’ll release a cheat code. “Bam- please- I can’t take it.” You whine, legs trembling as you sit on his cock still. A wave of pressure building inside of you, higher and higher until you come crashing down. “Bam- please- Holy fuck!!” Your back arches as you climax onto him. Shaking and shivering in satisfaction.

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You don’t say anything to each other as you dress, just an awkward silence as you hand pieces of clothes back to each other. “Do you regret it?” Bam speaks, praying that he hasn’t ruined a genuine friendship between you both. “No. Do you?” You ask back, feeling the same way.

“No.” He smiles softly. With every piece of clothing on and straightened out, you remain in the bathroom. Staring awkwardly at each other, “I have to confess, this was more than just a fuck to me.” Bam murmurs as he scratches the back of his neck. “I have a genuine crush on you. I think I have since we met. I just wanted to tell you. I never thought I’d act on my urges or that you’d be the one to initiate-“ Before Bam can continue what he’s saying, you cut him off.

Pressing your lips to his again, much more slowly and meaningful this time around. “I wanted it too.” You whisper, watching as his eyes soften. A scarlet blush creeping across his cheeks. “I like you Bam.” You admit sheepishly. He pulls you in again. Reconnecting his lips with yours.

“I like you to Y/N.”

There is no softness in your kiss. The initial clash of teeth still ringing in your skull as Bam bites your bottom lip hard, breaking skin. You wince and grab a fistful of his long hair, pulling roughly. His low growl vibrates against your mouth.

The hand that was holding your hips down travels lower, sneaking under your skirt and pressing against your panties. "God, you're so fuckin' wet already. Didn't know you were such a slut for me, y/n."

You roll your eyes at him, refusing to dignify him with an answer. His laugh echoes around the room as he hooks a finger into your underwear and pulls it off in one smooth motion. He runs his fingers over your folds and, without warning, pushes two fingers into you, biting your neck, hard.

You can't help but gasp, both in pleasure and surprise, and the bastard laughs into your neck, clearly proud of himself. Recollecting yourself as he pumps his fingers into you relentlessly, you put a hand under his shirt, digging your nails into his chest and pulling down swiftly.

A surprised noise leaves his mouth, his movements stilling for a moment before he sits up, pulling his shirt off and unbuckling his heartagram belt. You follow suit, taking your shirt off and pulling your skirt down, leaving both of your clothes in a pile on the floor.

He pushes you back down on the bed, putting one of your legs over his shoulder as he lines himself up. Rolling his hips, his tip teases your entrance, and you whine desperately. "You just love messing with m, don't you?" His mouth stretches into a cruel smile. "Don't act like it doesn't turn you on."

You roll your eyes again and he slams into you, filling you up. As your face contorts in a mixture of pain and pleasure, Bam shakes his head disapprovingly. "Have you learned nothing?" he teases, pulling out and slamming back into you harshly. "Rolling your eyes is disrespectful." He punctuates every word with another harsh thrust.

"You're gonna talk to me about respect?" You laugh out. He tells you to shut up before quickening his pace and rubbing your clit with his free hand, accomplishing his goal by leaving you breathless. The feeling of him in you, on you, all around you, becomes too much as you dig your nails into his arms, drawing blood, before coming on his dick with a moaned out "I fucking hate you."

He keeps up his pace, even after you go limp under him and you soon start to feel yourself getting overstimulated. "Wait, Bam, slow down, I'm done." You whine out, trying to push him away. "I'm not." He smiles that cruel smile again, pounding into you harder. "No safe word, no stopping."

He knows you too well, you think, putting your hand over your mouth and moaning pathetically as he uses you to get himself off. Soon his movements get sloppier and you can feel him getting closer, so you bite into his shoulder, pushing him over the edge. He pulls out, pushing his cum back into you with his finger when is starts dripping out. You smack his hand, telling him to fuck off.

You were not usually an embarrassed person. Hell, you had walked into a sex shop in the middle of the day on a Saturday when everyone you knew was out shopping, and you hadn't cared in the slightest about who saw you.

But as soon as you saw who was working the checkout, all of that confidence immediately died inside you.

You had been to this store quite a few times. Kari Valo, the owner, had a vast array of all sorts of interesting things for you to waste the leftovers of your paycheck on, and you were even on a first name basis with the man.

But, in all your times coming here, you had never seen this man. He was clearly bored, and was facing mostly away from the door while he flipped through a magazine where he was sitting in a chair behind the checkout desk. Because he wasn't paying any attention to the rest of the store, you were able to look him over, admiring him in all his long hair, eyeliner, and tattooed glory as you walked mindlessly around shelves.

That had to be Kari's rockstar older son. There was no way it wasn't. And, if it was, that was the son that Kari had multiple times offered to set you up on a date with considering his son was 'too lonely and too grumpy'. If you had known said son so fucking hot, you would've agreed with the man.

"Yell if you need help with anything." Kari's son muttered, still engrossed with his magazine as you browsed an aisle that was in the direct eye-line of the desk. You narrowed your eyes at a shelf of dildos that ranged in a rainbow of different colors, mentally trying to decide if a pink, sparkly dildo was worth 40 euros when you only had 60 to begin with.

"Do you guys have any dildos that are half off because they were like, already used or something?" That was a joke, but you mostly just asked because you wanted to hear the hot rockstar talk again. He snorted, still not looking up from his magazine.

"That would be a health code violation, so no." God, his voice was deep. As he remained focused on the page in front of him, you set a mental challenge in your head to get him to look at you. Might as well test if Kari was onto something with saying you would be a good match for his son, right? You sighed dramatically.

"Well, I don't know what I want." You said, sounding as miserable as you could manage. You grabbed the pink sparkly vibrator box off the shelf, and then grabbed a rainbow rabbit vibrator box from the shelf below it. "Which one looks prettier to you?"

When he heard your footsteps coming towards the desk, he had to look up, and you were more than pleased to see him doing a not-very-subtle double take when he laid eyes on you. You held out both boxes to him.

"Do I look more like a rainbow type of girl, or pink and sparkly?" You prompted, giving him your most coy smile as you held sex toys out in front of him for him to inspect. He was fully looking at you now, and you noted the fact that where Kari's eyes were dark blue, his son's were a shocking green. Kari's wife must've been really pretty, because their son was downright fucking delicious to look at. "Or would you recommend something else? I'm open to suggestions."

"Colors don't mean shit. Do you want a dildo, or a vibrator?" He said instead, taking both boxes from your hands and setting them down on the counter to look them over. "We also have a wide variety of anal accessories, if you're interested."

"Hey. I care about the colors." You insisted, shaking your head at him for being so uncultured while working at a sex shop before you motioned to the boxes in front of him. "Pick one."

"Considering you just asked me if you could buy a biohazard dildo for cheap, I'll pick pink and sparkly because it costs less." He finally answered dryly, tapping his fingers over the top of the dildo box as he looked up to you. "Is this your first dildo? We have care manuals."

"Oh, far from. I know the owner by name, so you could say I'm experienced." You said proudly, winking at him as you pushed the dildo box towards him. "Save that for me. I'm not sure that's what I want yet."

"I'll apologize on behalf of your owner friend's absence. His youngest son needed a ride to the airport." Kari's (older) son mused, taking the box you'd pushed towards him and sliding it to the side on the counter. You so wished you could remember what Kari had said his name was, but you were blanking. You raised an eyebrow.

"Hm. And you're the older son, aren't you?" It was still a guess, but you would've been incredibly shocked if you were wrong. And clearly you weren't, because the man in front of you chuckled.

"What gave it away?" He asked as he sat back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest where his shirt read SLAYER in flaming letters. You hadn't come in here planning on flirting with the cashier all day, but that was exactly what you were doing now as you leaned down to inspect the little trinkets on the counter so that he had a direct view down your shirt.

"He tells me all about his rockstar son. And, I hate to break it to you, but you look just like your dad." You explained, sticking out your hand across the counter. "He really wanted me to meet you at some point, so I'm Y/n, and you have to tell me your name."

"Ville." He accepted your handshake, and as he did so, you could see him shamelessly staring at your cleavage. "He wanted me to meet you, hm?"

"Yes. Personally, I think it's so that I can get a set of fresh eyes." You said decisively, brushing your thumb over the back of his hand as you shook it before you let it go and motioned to the store behind you. "I'm free all afternoon. Give me some recommendations."

You didn't need any recommendations, because if anybody knew sex toys it was you, but you weren't about to pass up the opportunity to talk sex with the gorgeous man in front of you. And he didn't look like he minded, either, because he was out of his seat as soon as the request was out of your mouth.

And holy fuck. He was clearly over 6 foot, and as he neared you, you could smell his rich cologne and the heavy bite of cigarettes. You already knew he smoked, because Kari complained about it every time Ville ended up topic of conversation, but you really liked being able to smell it on him. He clearly noticed you obviously checking him out, and all he did was let you as he motioned to a wall of assorted vibrators.

"Are you looking to put something in or keep it out?” He asked, leaning his hand against a shelf as he looked down at you with eyes that were eagerly awaiting your answer. You hummed in false thought, then shrugged.

"Both." You were definitely looking to put something in, but it certainly wasn't anything hanging on a wall. In fact, the thing you had in mind was instead now pointing at a shelf of butt plugs.

"How much does this interest you?" He asked, a hint of amusement on his face as he quizzed you. You were really glad there happened to be no one else in the store at the moment, because at this point you two did not look like you were having a normal conversation, and he seemed to be getting closer to you every time you looked away.

"Depends. Do you sell any with the cute heart-shaped jewels on the end?" You asked, grinning up at him as you played with him just to see him react. He was starting to grin now, and he let out an over-dramatically sad sigh.

"Unfortunately, we keep it pretty simple." He said, motioning vaguely to a huge black butt plug as he spoke. You also let out an over-dramatically sad sigh.

"Too bad. I like them cute." Once again, you winked at him when you said that before you turned away to look at more things that were on display. "Do you have any vibrators that are for couples?"

"Any vibrator can be for couples if you know how to use it correctly." He sounded sure of himself, and the amount of interest in his voice had dwindled at you mentioning couples. However, it wasn't gone completely, and he tsked. "Your boyfriend sent you out to buy a vibrator for both of you and isn’t paying?"

"I don't have a boyfriend." Now you were practically laying it at his feet, and you were thankful to see that he was easily picking up on the fact. You then motioned to what seemed to be an endless selection of vibrators. "Choose one for me. I can't decide."

He turned to look at the variety, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with you as he crossed his arms once again and scanned around thoughtfully. You could still smell his cologne, you found yourself silently wondering if he would still smell that good with all of his clothes off. Your brain then lingered on the 'Ville with all of his clothes off' portion of your thoughts, and you didn't even notice he was holding something out to you until he spoke.

"Have you ever used one of these?" As he asked, you read the box, and you realized that he was holding one of those vibrators that slipped over your fingers. Hell, it even had 'great for partner play!' spelled out on the top of the box. You bit at your lip.

"No. Do you have somewhere where I could test it out?" You felt a little bit bad because Kari Valo was so nice and you were currently trying to get into his son's pants inside his store, but it was Kari's own fault for having such a handsome son. Ville's eyes clicked with understanding, and he glanced back towards where you knew Kari's office was behind the checkout desk.

"One second." He then handed you the box in his hand before he stepped around you, and you turned to watch as he went to the door before he flipped the 'open' sign to 'closed'. Your heartbeat picked up in your chest. When he came back, he motioned for you to follow him. "There's a lot of training against letting customers use products inside the store, but you can have a special exception."

"Oh, it's okay! I won't actually be using any products." Just as you passed the counter, you set the box down, trading it for a box of condoms that was in a display box before following right after him as he led you into the back. His grin widened considerably when he saw that, and he had the door open to the back office within a few seconds.

"Well, can I help you with something else, then?" He asked, staying in the doorway of the room as he let you in to his dad's office. His tone was low and sly, and you felt yourself getting even more aroused than you had already become at the sound. You didn't say anything, just held his gaze with eyes that told him exactly what you wanted, then watched with excitement as he took the hint before coming completely into the office and closing and locking the door behind himself.

There was only a split second in between him doing so and you closing the gap between the two of you. You had to reach up on your tiptoes, but you caught him in a kiss, one hand reaching up to cup his cheek as you kissed him hungrily. He leaned down slightly when he kissed back, his arm sliding around your waist as he slowly backed you up towards the small couch.

The couch was covered in junk and boxes, but you and Ville never stopped kissing as you haphazardly cleared enough room for Ville to sit down. You passed the box of condoms to him before beginning to undo your jeans, admiring the sight of him with kiss-bitten lips as he quickly ripped the box open.

However, his eyes were quickly back on you once you stepped out of your jeans and underwear, his tongue darting out to swipe across his bottom lip before he was pulling you down into his lap as soon as you were close enough for him to get a hold on you.

You kissed him again as you settled into straddling his lap, your arm wrapping around his neck and your fingers finding a hold gently on his hair as your free hand helped him get his belt open and his jeans undone.

"Hurry." You breathed as he fought with his zipper, your lips moving to drag against his jaw and down to his throat as you spoke. You'd gotten yourself worked up from all of the flirting, and it wasn't like you had come to a sex shop because you were feeling satiated and not at all horny. He finally managed to get the zipper open before he was pushing his jeans down, allowing his already-hard cock to spring free and up against the hem of his shirt. You felt your heart jolt in your chest at the sight, and your mouth watered. God, he really was good looking in every single place.

"Put it on." He held the condom out to you, and there was a cocky (no pun intended) look on his face as he watched you stare at his erection. You forced yourself to look away enough to get the condom from his hand, tearing the foil open as quickly as you could while his hand rested on your hip.

His smirk faltered just slightly as you rolled on the condom, the gentle swipe of your fingers on his cock making his breathing pick up just slightly as he watched you. He was clearly just as desperate as you were, and you were reveling in the fact.

"I want you." You whispered as you dipped down to kiss him again, shamelessly tasting into his mouth as you positioned his cock at your entrance before slowly beginning to slide down on him. He groaned in response, his mouth dropping into your neck to allow for his teeth to find your skin. You whimpered softly once fully seated on his cock, grinding your hips down slowly and letting one arm wrap around his neck to hold him against you. "Shit, Ville."

"Yeah, just like that." He breathed against your shoulder, his long hair tickling your neck as you began to ride him with your nails slightly dug into his shoulder. He smelled even better up close, and you found yourself having a hard time not inhaling where his head was rested against your cheek. There was something way too addictive about Ville Valo for him being someone you had just met.

As you began to find a steady pace riding his cock, his hand moved to grip your hip tightly and guide you down deeper, low groans leaving his lips with every grind of your hips. You leaned back enough for his head to leave your shoulder then, catching him in another kiss the second he had done so and immediately drawing your tongue across his lower lip. You could taste his cigarettes now, and your head was spinning at the fact.

"All I could picture was what you would look like with my cock in you the whole time you've been in here." Ville said as he began to kiss from your lips down your jaw and to your throat, his teeth nipping gently with every kiss before he was sucking gently at your collarbone. You whimpered at the thought of him doing to you what you had been doing to him as he suddenly pulled at the hem of your shirt. "Take this off."

You quickly followed his request, pulling your shirt up and over your head while his hands quickly found your bare skin as he held your hips. Your breath felt uneven and tight as his lips found your neck, sucking just slightly as he kissed from just under your jaw all the way down towards your sternum. When you felt his breath hot on your tits, you let out a stuttered gasp, only having a split second to let your brain compute before his tongue was swirling hot and slow around your sensitive nipple.

"Holy shit." Your voice was a whimper, but you really couldn't conjure up anything else to say besides that. Your body was overwhelmed by the intoxicating feeling of his every touch, and it didn't help that his hips were gently rolling up into you and thus doubling the pleasure of his cock hitting your sweet spot where you were still riding him.

Your fingers eventually made their way into his hair, pulling on the long strands just enough to make him groan into your mouth as his head dipped back slightly against your hand. You gasped slightly when his teeth bit gently at your nipple, his eyes finding yours with wicked amusement shining in his green irises as he noticed your reaction. He was evidently having the time of his life, and he only groaned as you pulled his hair a bit harder as the tip of his cock hit a particularly sensitive spot inside of you.

"Yeah? Does that feel good?" He hummed at your continuous panting, his lips moving back up to brush heavily at your neck as he continued to fuck up into you where he was clearly getting impatient with your pacing. You only whined, tipping your head to give him every available inch of skin that you could offer as he licked and sucked at your throat.

"So good. Don't stop." You pleaded, although you weren't sure he would've stopped if the building had been burning down. His eyes continued to find yours every time he tilted his head to find a new, more sensitive spot on your neck, and it was easy to see that he was eating your reactions alive.

And it only got worse when one of his hands suddenly left your hip and then promptly slid between your legs before his fingertips were touching to your touch-starved clit. You choked on the limited air in your lungs, your hand moving from his hair to grip tightly at his slightly-sweaty shoulder as he began to rub your clit in slow circles. Your brain was far beyond mush by now, and you barely even noticed the fact that you were digging your nails deep into the skin of his shoulder.

Your hips found a new vigor at the feeling of his fingers on your clit, and your head dropped to his shoulder that you weren't holding onto as you began to chase your own high. The pleasure was only building, and with his hands on you the way that they were, you were far past desperate. You barely even knew this man past his name, and yet you had never been so overtaken by the presence of another human being in all of your life.

Once again, you found yourself thanking Kari Valo. Both for his beautiful son and for providing the couch that you were currently using very inappropriately.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum." He groaned as his head rested against yours, his fingers beginning to speed up on your clit as he clearly got closer and closer to his orgasm. You tried to respond and tell him that you were just as close as he was, but you couldn't find the words, instead just groaning against his skin as you let him take the lead.

The small office was filled with the sound of skin-on-skin and the building sounds of pleasure coming from the both of you, but all you could focus on was the feeling of his cock hitting deep inside of you relentlessly against the one spot that made it feel like your body was coming apart one nerve at a time. Your nails were deep in his shoulder, and although he definitely wasn't stopping you, you knew you were leaving marks that would probably become painful later on. 

At least he'd have something to remember you by.

As much as you were trying to hold off to give the appearance that you were better than falling apart the second Ville had put his hands on you, you were no such thing, and you couldn't hold it any longer. Your moans were rising to a desperate, sharp level, and you were seeing stars with every thrust of his cock. If your body hadn't been so overcome with pleasure, you wouldn't have been able to believe that this was real.

When you came, you cried out his name in an almost-sob, the added stimulation of his fingers circling your clit in tune with his thrusts making your legs shake harshly on either side of him as you rode him through your orgasm. He only continued to fuck you without slowing down, his fingers moving away from your clit and giving you a split-second moment of relief before he had both hands back on your hips to hold you down on his deep thrusts. You didn't know how much more you could take, and you had by that point gone lifeless against his chest as he chased his own high.

By the time his hips finally stuttered and you felt his grip tighten considerably on your hips before he was cumming, you were completely breathless and your legs were shaking completely beyond control. Even after his thrusts faded into slow rolls of his hips before eventually ceasing as he ran a hand up your back, you didn't move from where your cheek was resting heavily against his shoulder and your face was buried in the crook of his neck. You felt as if he had drained every essence of life out of you in the best way possible.

"Shit." He mumbled out after a long moment of the both of you trying to catch your breath, his hand continuing to rub softly at your lower back. Even in your state of mindlessness, you were cursing yourself for letting so much warmth settle in your chest over the sex shop owner's son that you had just met not half an hour before.

After a little while longer, you finally pulled yourself away from his shoulder despite wanting to stay there in his arms forever, trying to keep the smile off of your face as you were met with the sight of a slightly-sweaty and blissed-out looking Ville Valo.

"You know, you could bring in a lot of business if you keep working here." You said coyly as you tucked his messy hair out of his face just because you thought you might die if you didn't let yourself touch him again. He chuckled hoarsely, a slight wince tinging his features as you slowly pulled off of his softening cock.

"When my dad finds out I closed the stop for 45 minutes to fuck his prettiest customer, he's not going to let me come back." He mused, his eyes practically devouring you as he watched you pull your underwear and jeans back on from where they had been discarded in the middle of the room. You tutted, waiting until you had your pants back on before you looked around and found a notepad and a pen amongst the mess of junk on Kari's desk.

"That's too bad. I like the pretty cashiers." You teased, writing on the notepad in blue ink as you glanced over at him to see him throwing the condom away and tucking himself back into his jeans before he had his zipper and belt done up once more. You then ripped the top page out of the notepad before turning back to Ville, who had stood back up, and pressing it into his hand. "In that case, this is for you."

Ville read over the small piece of paper with your phone number on it with a hint of a smile pulling at his lips before re-opening the office door, letting you out first before grabbing the incriminating open box of condoms that you had brought with you before following after you back into the main store.

"Oh, sorry! I'll buy those too, since I kind of wasted them." You said as you spotted the condom box in his hand, smiling sheepishly as you stopped in front of the checkout desk where the stuff you had asked Ville to put aside was still waiting. Ville just shook his head, a pleased look on his face as he reclaimed his seat behind the counter.

"Everything is free. It'll come out of my one-day paycheck." He said coolly, throwing the sparkly pink dildo that had started this all, the finger vibrator, and the condoms into a bag before sliding it across the counter in your direction. You stared at him, jaw dropped slightly at the almost-100-dollars worth of sex toys he had just gifted you.

"You don't have to..." Your brain was still a little fuzzy from him fucking you senseless less than five minutes before, so you could barely craft a response, but he didn't seem to mind. He waved your number in the air with a smirk.

"I have this, so your payment can be picking up the phone when I call." He said calmly, his eyes raking over you as he spoke. "Someone has to teach you how to use the finger vibrator, don't they?"

Your legs had already been shaky, but you were a little worried that they were going to give out right then and there. The mere thought of doing what the two of you had just done a second time had your whole body reacting against your will, and you silently surrendered to the fact that you were already ruined for a man that you had just met.

Well, to give yourself some credit, you didn't 'just meet' a lot of men that looked like Ville Valo in your everyday life, so you were giving yourself a pass.

"You really know the way to a girl's heart." You crooned, taking the bag off the counter as you watched him pick his magazine back up casually as if he hadn't just turned your entire body to jello in an office in the middle of the day.

"You have no idea." He said smoothly, leaning back in his chair as he checked you out once more with a soft grin on his face. "I'll see you soon, love."