ELECTRIC LOVE .ᐟ | johnny knoxville
summary: your boyfriend, johnny, manages to convince you to participate in a simple stunt. there’s only one condition: you’re only doing it if he does it with you. knoxville obliges because. . . well, who is he to deny you anything? content: female reader. somewhat suggestive content. small caps are intentional. word count: 996 author’s note: this is directly inspired by this. he’s such a freak i love him!!!
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the electric bug-zapping racket in your hands suddenly felt much heavier than it actually was. beside you, knoxville stood with his hands clasped loosely behind his back, explaining the stunt to the camera — and to the future audience about to watch the two of you make terrible decisions (per usual).
you had been listening to him ramble for over a minute about whoever wasn’t holding the racket would be completely exposed, leaving them free to inflict pain if they were feeling “particularly evil.”
“and we’re both gonna stick our tongues on these things,” he finished, gesturing toward the racket as you lifted it for the camera. “apparently, that’s entertainment.”
as soon as johnny wrapped up the rules, the camera slowly drifted away from him and zoomed in on your face. your expression said everything your mouth didn’t. you’d walked into the room determined to look somewhat confident, but the second you came in, every ounce of that confidence dissipated.
it took everything in you not to look completely terrified.
johnny caught the way your eyebrows creased.
”nervous?”
you let out a slow breath before meeting his eyes.
”i think I’m the right amount of shitless.”
“knoxville looks more nervous than her.” steve-o chimed in from behind the camera.
johnny heard him loud and clear, a grin cracking on his face.
“he’s right.” headmitted with a nervous laugh; a faint blush crept across his face when his eyes found yours.
he glanced at the racket before looking back at you again.
“alright, uh, how do you wanna do this?”
”ladies first.” you tease.
”it would be my pleasure.”
you stepped closer, raising the racket until it rested a little below chest level. johnny stared at it for a second before letting out a quiet whistle. “oh, man.”
“what?”
”how many times do you want me to do this?” he shifted on his feet, already sounding like he regretted agreeing to this in the first place, despite him being the one who brought it to you. he braced himself for whatever number you were about to throw at him. becoming well aware from that number onward, the amount would only increase.
“three.”
there wasn’t a single hint of hesitation. the confidence in your voice caught him slightly off guard, though it amused him more than anything. He couldn’t help but grin.
God, you were so attractive when you took charge.
a laugh escaped him as he ducked his head.
”yes, ma’am!”
you steadied the racket with both hands, gripping the handle firmly while johnny leaned forward with his tongue already sticking out. the second his tongue touched the mesh, his entire body jerked backward.
“hoo!” he stumbled away, blinking several times before smacking his lips together. “that tastes awful!”
”c’mon, you’ve got two more.”
johnny shot a quick look toward the rest of the guys, who caught onto your smug expression.
”oh, you’re enjoying this.”
you remained quiet — it was the truth; all you gave him is a small shrug in response. the next two shocks came quicker, each earning a different reaction from johnny, but every one of them was funnier than the last. by the third, he pointed an accusing finger at you.
”your turn.”
your confidence dimmed instantly.
“you had your fun, hon’.”
reluctantly, you handed him the racket. he positioned it at the same height you’d held it. that mischievous, devilish grin never left his face, but the second you stepped closer, his expression softened.
“you ready?”
”i think so.”
you’ve never sounded more unsure in your entire fucking life.
he bit back a laugh, looked at the camera, and mouthed, ”she’s not ready.”
you slowly leaned toward the racket. the metal mesh seemed to buzz louder the closer you got. you stuck your tongue out, locking eyes with your boyfriend as you inched closer. johnny was trying his hardest not to smile. for a split second, some nasty thoughts flickered across his mind. his grip loosened, tempted to lower the racket.
instead, he shook those thoughts away, and steadied himself. your tongue hovered only inches away. you squealed the second the electric shock ran through you, causing you to shoot backward, and clap a hand over your mouth.
”oh my God! tastes like fucking pennies.”
your tongue tingled violently, leaving behind the same strange metallic aftertaste johnny had complained about earlier. he laughed so hard he had to brace the racket against his leg, carefully avoiding shocking himself.
”told you!”
by the final few rounds, your tongue had gone almost completely numb. you were seriously considering handing the racket off to someone like bam and letting them enjoy themselves torturing ehren instead.
”one more.” johnny insisted.
you eyed him skeptically, but waited for him to continue. “we’ll do it together.”
”deal.”
for this last round, johnny requested Pointus to be the designated “racket holder”. chris stood between the two of you, holding it level so each of you could reach one side. johnny couldn’t help smiling as he met your eyes across the racket — neither could you.
”so romantic.” chris snickered.
both of you leaned at the same time.
the racket buzzed, and you both recoiled instantly, nearly colliding before bursting into laughter.
cheers and scattered applause filled the room as the crew celebrated another successful stunt, and your willingness to stick through it. out of the corner of your eye, you noticed johnny lingering by the racket.
before you could ask any questions, he leaned in again.
slowly, and with far more confidence than anyone thought was reasonable, he dragged his tongue across nearly the entire length of the electrified mesh. when he finally stepped back, he looked ridiculously pleased with himself.
you shook your head, unable to stop yourself from smiling.
”your tongue goes numb after a while. he’s just showing off.” you tell the camera.
he slipped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you snug against his side. he pressed a quick kiss to your temple as he dragged you away. “you did amazing, sweetheart!”
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a/n: been a jackass fan since 2022, and with the new movie, i had to revisit this fandom <3 this is also my first time writing something like this, so any kind of feedback will be kindly appreciated 🫶🏽
if anyone cares… there’s sam winchester smut sitting in my drafts (😈), but i needed to get jackass content out of my system first!!!
