#jackass drabble

Desc: You and Dico trace each others faces.

A/n: I don’t usually write lovey dovey stuff cos i feel like it takes itself too seriously but i was having thoughts i needed to express

Warnings: none just purely self indulgent fluff

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“Close your eyes.” You whispered, your face inches away from Dico’s as you lay in bed together, his arms around your waist. He gave you a funny look but did so anyways. You lifted your finger and began gently tracing his features, starting with his cheekbones. You moved on to his his eyelids and lashes before brushing his eyebrows flat.

“What are you doing?” He mumbled, eyes still shut. You hushed him and continued.

“I’m tracing your face.” Brandon smiled dumbly but allowed you to carry on. You dragged your finger along the outline of his lips once he stopped grinning, circling around before he playfully opened his mouth and bit it gently.

“Hey!” You giggled, smacking him lightly on the chest after he released you. You then moved your thumb along his jawline before finally getting to his nose. You took extra care to properly trace the feature with the pad of your finger, feeling the bone beneath his skin. You pressed the centre of it,

“I love your nose.” You muttered, making Bran open his eyes. He gave you that steely look, the one he gets when he goes all serious and hot. You grinned at his change in demeanour and he smiled back, keeping the stern look in his eyes. Then he brought his hand over your face to signal you to shut your eyes.

“My turn.” He whispered before bringing his fingers to carve under your cheekbones. He dragged his thumbs along your jaw as you had to him and traced your lids and lashes as well as brushing back your brows. He used the pad of his thumb to brush across the pillow of your lips and you kissed it as he passed. You could hear his smile though your eyes were unseeing. Using the tip of his index finger, he traced the bridge of your nose before planting a kiss on the tip. He took your face in his hands and kissed your cheeks, then your jaw, then your lids, your brows and finally your lips. He pulled away after the pecks to look you in the eyes.

His steely look was replaced with one of love and adoration. “I love your nose.” He whispered. You blushed like a teenager before pulling him in to kiss you once more. Your lips moved together slowly and softly. You pulled away this time.

“I love you.” The words never felt so natural leaving your lips though you had never uttered them before to anyone in your life with that meaning behind them. Dico’s gaze softened even more than it already had. He kissed you again, a quick peck.

“I love you too.” Your heart swelled and soared and yelled. The rest of the night was spent in each others arms, planting kisses and whispering sweet nothings with utter infatuation. Not wanting to let sleep take you from the moment that lasted forever.

End.

Long Day [Ryan Dunn x Reader]

this is just a drabble (: sorry i’m so late to this lmfaoo

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“I’m fucking exhausted.” Ryan let out an exasperated sigh, unbuckling his pants and letting them fall, kicking them off to the floor. You were already clambering into bed, Ryan’s boxers and shirt on your body.

“Me too, god I can already feel the bruises.” You and Ryan had just wrapped up on a tireless day of filming for Jackass. Turns out hurting yourself for a living is pretty strenuous. Ryan groaned and pulled the covers up to slip under there with you.

“Oh my god Dunn, you fucking reek!” Ryan responded to your claim by rubbing his face into your neck and pulling your head into his armpit. You swatted him away, giggling and groaning until he eventually let up, grabbing your face and kissing it all over.

“You know you love my natural scent.” You shook your head, trying to hide your smile.

“I’d love your scent even more if you showered every once in a while.” Ryan narrowed his brows at you.

“Bathing is for the weak.” You laughed, letting your stupid boyfriend wrap his arms around your body and kiss you on the top of your head. You looked up at him and began tracing his features with your fingers.

“Your nose is so cute.” You whispered, making Ryan blush. He pushed his face against yours and rubbed his nose against your cheeks. You laughed, pushing him off of you. He planted a soft kiss on your lips and you kissed back, just a little. Once you pulled away, Ryan admired your face, looking at you lovingly.

“Where are your bruises?” He asked, his voice low while tracing your face with his finger. You pointed one out on your arm, your collarbone and one by your ribs. Ryan took his time kissing each one, running his fingers over them and pecking them lightly over and over. You felt your cheeks redden at the admiration and pulled Ryan’s face in to kiss him again.

You smiled at him then turned so your back would be flush against his chest. Ryan let his hands rest around your waist as he left faint kisses on your neck and shoulders. You drifted off to sleep in his arms, grateful for your stupid boyfriend that never fucking showered.

End.

Warnings: smut (18+), p in v, vaginal fingering, oral m!receiving

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You hated the way Dico had that stupid fucking grin on his face when he was making fun of you. Sure it was fine when the guys did it, but he took it too far. He’d make fun of your laugh, your mannerisms, the way you spoke, the things you’d say. It got to a point you could hardly get a word in without him berating you. And the whole time, he’d be grinning ear to ear, revelling in your scarlet cheeks and frustration.

Turns out he wasn’t much different during sex. Your mouth would find itself wrapped around his cock, his hands tangled in your hair, shoving your head down until you were gagging, tears falling down your cheeks. And he’d laugh.

“God you’re such a fucking slut you’d suck off the guy you hate? That’s fucking pathetic.” You hated the way his words went straight to your heat, your cheeks burning.

“Does it turn you on when I humiliate you? God imagine the guys saw you like this for me.” You couldn’t say a word, mouth stuffed, just how Dico liked it. ‘Best way to shut you up’ he’d brag.

On the rare occasion he wanted to fuck you instead, Dico was relentless. He rarely ever waited for you to adjust, slamming into you immediately and not letting up until he was about to cum. It was all him chasing his own high, using you for a quick fuck. Well sometimes he’d shove his fingers inside you, more to get himself off than anything else. He just wanted to hear your desperate whines and how your face contorted and changed the faster he went.

“Christ you’re embarrassing, letting me finger fuck you? You like being my play thing don’t you.” You tried your best not to answer, ashamed that you had lost most of your dignity, trying to conserve what was left. But then he’d stop his movements, grab your throat and demand that you’d answer until you’d nod and insist, begging him to continue. He’d never praise you, no ‘good girl’s or even ‘good slut’s, just “Yeah that’s what I fucking thought.”

Even after Dico had seen you in the most vulnerable positions, the sex lacked intimacy and warmth. So nothing changed when with the crew, he’d still degrade you and put you down at every available opportunity. He never told the crew what the two of you did when they weren’t around, had they known you even saw each other outside of group hangouts they’d be shocked, let alone that you were fucking. You hated yourself for what you let him do to you but you hated his stupid fucking grin even more.