Would you write a smut about a fem reader who’s super turned on by Bam’s tattoos? Thank you!
The Tattoo [Bam Margera x F!Reader Smut]
part two
Desc: You’re a medic on the set of Jackass and you fucking hate Bam Margera. Though when patching him up you get sort of flustered at a certain tattoo.
A/n: Thank you for the request! Sorry i kind of went my own way with this and considered the tattoos a prompt rather than the focal point of the work but i hope you still like it! As always not beta read and ignore inaccuracies (:
Warnings: Smut (18+), Hate sex, oral m!recieving, p in v
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It was pretty fun being a medic on the set of Jackass. It was a boys club sure, bar the couple of female producers and crew members that worked there with you but something about being the young, attractive female medic made the guys love you. Instead of shouting “Medic!” at every injury, they’d yell “Nurse Y/n!” despite your “I’m not a nurse!” complaints. Nonetheless, you loved your job, especially since there was never a dull moment on set and you were kept pretty busy.
Although Johnny and Steve-o were your primary patients, Bam Margera had become somewhat of a regular the more skating stunts he performed. This had become sort of an issue because, well, you fucking hated Bam Margera. You got along with all of the other guys just fine, in fact you were also pretty good friends with the rest of the CKY crew but something about that blue eyed dickhead grinded your gears. He was always a nuisance to have on set, trying to annoy and distract you from your work at every possible moment. He made it his life’s mission to wind you up and piss you off and boy did he succeed in doing so! You weren’t shy in hiding your hatred for Bam, taking to dramatically groaning whenever he walked into your tent that production had set up for you. The other guys insisted Bam just had this massive crush on you and that’s why he tried to get your attention so often, god how old is he? ten? Anyways, you wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole.
Bam lay down, his head slightly raised, examining you wiping the blood off his abdomen. He had just done this idiotic shirtless skate stunt that ended in him eating shit and getting semi-impaled by a piece of wood jutting out of wherever he was skating. That’s how he ended up in your tent, unfortunately. “Why don’t you wear a sexy nurse costume to work Y/n? It would make this whole thing a lot easier.” You rolled your eyes, biting back a witty remark. You wouldn’t let him wind you up today. You bit your lip as you cleaned him roughly, your hand pretty close to his iconic heartagram tattoo above his crotch. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find his tattoos wildly attractive. It was pretty juvenile of you, it’s not like you hadn’t been with people who were tatted before, but something about Bam’s ink made you feel different. Maybe it was because you hated him so much, any minor attraction was heightened by the fact you would never act on it. You accidentally brushed your fingers against the tattoo, swallowing quickly. Bam noticed you had gotten pretty flustered, a sly grin appearing on his face. He spoke your name in a suggestive, questioning manner, trying his best to meet eye contact with you but you refused to look up, rooting through your bag to look for your bandages. “Hmm?” You hmmmed through gritted teeth and tight lips. “Are you good?” He smiled some more, raising his brow and leaning up on his elbows, letting his jeans slip down his hips a bit, revealing even more of his tattoo. You cleared your throat awkwardly, your eyes clearly panning quickly down to take it in. Bam laughed outwardly now, sitting up despite your protests that you still had to fix him up. All this time you were anxiously avoiding his gaze, fearing what his face would look like if you saw it. Bam lifted your chin up by his fingers, his thumb resting on the dimple of your chin, forcing you to look at him. He had a shit eating grin on his face. You gave a disapproving look but didn’t try to pull away at first. “Y/n did you wanna ask me something?” You narrowed your eyes, genuinely confused at this suggestion. “What are you talking about?” You asked, this time not shying away from looking right at him.
With his other hand, Bam picked up your wrist from where it lay on your lap, clutching it gently then in a low voice he whispered, fairly close to your face, “Do you wanna touch my tattoo Y/n?” He smirked when he said it, knowing what effect this was going to have on you. You decided to play dumb, snatching your wrist away from his grip and avoiding eye contact once more to take a bottle of alcohol from your bag to disinfect the small wound. “Shut the fuck up Bam.” Bam laughed cockily, “Did I touch a nerve?” He then winced, hissing through his teeth when you pressed a drenched cotton pad of alcohol onto his abdomen roughly. “Ow! God, didn’t know you were into that pain stuff Nurse.” You shot Bam a disgusted look. “Try be professional for once in your life Margera.” You wiped the injury again, still pretending not to be wholly turned on by that stupid fucking tattoo. You crossed your legs tightly in an attempt to mask your horniness but Bam spotted this almost immediately. “Nurse Y/n…” He lulled suggestively, making you scoff and shake your head, getting the bandages ready to finally be done with him. He sat up some more to get closer to your face. “You know if you wanna fuck me you can just ask?”
This was the last straw, you threw your stuff onto the floor and looked him straight in the eyes, you let yourself be provoked by this arrogant bastard. “If you couldn’t tell, I’m at fucking work right now. Not that you’d know, probably never lifted a finger a day in your life.” Bam’s smile only grew at your frustration, you were giving him what he wanted. You resumed, “So maybe be professional and grow the f-“ You were cut off when Bam crashed his lips against yours abruptly, your eyes growing wild when you realised what had just happened. You pulled away, shock painted on your face. “So..?” Bam asked, a look of slight concern was hidden behind his cheeky smirk. You remained silent for what felt like years until you gave in to your girlish urges and grabbed his face to kiss him back.
You made out hard and fast, Bam sleazily slipping his tongue in far too quick, his teeth bashing against yours because of how rough he was being. You pulled away for a moment, “You’re a terrible kisser.” you spat before going straight back in. Bam laughed into your mouth, “Even when we’re making out you’re being a bitch to me.” He whispered, going right back to it afterwards. His hands were on your hips now, snaking down to grab your ass. He then lifted you up onto his lap so you were straddling him, continuing to fondle your ass. He pulled away properly now, “You like my tattoos Y/n?” He asked, brushing some hair away from your neck. You nodded now, it was too far gone to pretend you weren’t incredibly horny over some ink. Bam took your hand and pressed it against the heartagram, you rubbed it softly but it wasn’t enough. You got up off the rickety medic bed and kneeled between Bam’s legs. He laughed as his face turned redder by the second. You kissed the centre of the tattoo and licked it quickly. “God Y/n, when’d you get so fucking dirty?” You glared at Bam from below him before getting to work on his stupid heartagram belt. “You’re fast.” Bam’s witty remark was followed by a groan when you grabbed his semi-hard cock through his jeans. “Keep that up and I’ll bite your dick off Margera.” Bam cleared his throat, “Yes Ma’am.”
You pulled his jeans down as much as you needed before pulling his dick out. You tried not to whimper upon seeing it, you still had to have some dignity left after you were done with him. You spit on the tip and started pumping him teasingly slow, earning a few whimpers from Bam. You then took his tip in your mouth, tracing it with your tongue and tasting the precum that now filled your mouth. “God you’re such a fucking tease, do you know that?” You narrowed your brows before taking him in all the way, that shut him up nicely. Despite your best efforts, you couldn’t deep throat Bam all the way and Bam could tell you were getting frustrated. “What’s the matter babe? Can’t fit all of me in?” You glared at him again, this time letting your teeth graze his dick as a sort of warning. Bam grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling you off him. “Ay, play nice.” Bam then gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail and shifted up on the bed to get a good angle. You wrapped your lips around his cock once more as Bam eased you gently down. Eventually he got your mouth pressed against his base, humming in pleasure as you started gagging. You breathed through you nose as tears started to form and fall down your cheeks, the feeling of his dick at the back of your throat was becoming uncomfortable. You looked up at Bam who was biting his lip and giving you an almost sadistic look. It became apparent, Bam was not gonna let you up any time soon. “Nice hearing you shut the fuck up for once Y/n.” He laughed when your eyebrows narrowed. You murmured against his dick, the vibrations making Bam moan, only enjoying it more. “Does it feel good? You’re close to that tattoo you love so much now.” Bam was really loving the fact he could say whatever he wanted without you snapping back at him. You were beginning to struggle now, feeling your saliva drip down your chin and your mascara running. You slapped his thigh as a way of saying ‘let me the fuck up now.” “Just two more seconds.” Bam sighed, screwing his eyes tight, trying to prolong the moment a little longer. He let your hair go and you pulled off his dick immediately, breathing heavily. “Are you trying to fucking kill me Bam?” You wiped the dribble from your face and cleared your throat. “What a way to go it would be.” He laughed, earning him a smack on the knee.
You got up then, a little unsure of what to do next before Bam pulled you into him and kissed you. He fumbled with the bottom of your shirt so you pulled it off, letting him undo your bra and touch your boobs. “Nice tits.” He whispered after pulling away for a moment just to look at them. The whole thing was a little awkward given the fact Bam still had his dick out but the situation was fixed when Bam got off the bed and hoisted you onto it instead, slotting between your legs. Bam unbuttoned your pants blindly and helped you push them off your legs along with your panties, leaving both of you in the nude, Bam’s pants being kicked off onto the floor. It was very risky. I mean technically speaking anyone could walk in at any moment even if it was lunch but hopefully nobody would be maimed or seriously injured in the time it took for the two of you to bang. Bam held onto you hips as you continued making out. Using his other hand, he ran his fingers through your folds. “God you’re fucking soaked.” He pulled away to examine the slick left on his fingers. “Was it my tattoo that got you this wet baby.” You rolled your eyes despite the fact he was right. “Just fuck me already Bam.” He shrugged “Don’t have to tell me twice.” And with that he slid himself inside you.
You winced as he stretched you out, burying your nails into his shoulders to distract yourself from the pain. Bam stayed still for a second before slowly thrusting, trying to get you used to the feeling. Not before long, the pain turned to pleasure as your groans switched to moans. You pushed Bam’s waist into you forcefully as if it say ‘go faster’. He heard you out and started to pick up the pace, slamming his hips against yours. “Didn’t know you were such a fucking slut Y/n, getting fucked at work? You’re a fucking whore aren’t you?” In any other situation, you would’ve smacked Bam in the face, wanting him to shut the fuck up. But in this position, getting fucked by the guy you hated most, his dirty talk turned you on to no extent. “All for a tattoo is that right?” You nodded as you moaned, your eyes half lidded and slightly out of it. Bam grabbed your chin forcefully, making you look at him. “Answer me.” You moaned again, “Yes, fuck yes Bam.” Bam smiled sadistically, he had you at his mercy. This girl that despised him and yelled at him day in and day out was submitting to him. He held the small of your back and began ramming into you at a relentless pace. He grunted and groaned almost harmonising with your whiny noises. “You like getting fucked by me huh?” His degrading was getting sloppy as he felt himself get closer and closer to his climax. Not wanting to wait anymore he brought his thumb down to your clit and started rubbing it quick, attempting to bring you to edge with him. “Are you gonna cum for me Nurse Y/n?” You nodded your head dramatically, muttering a thousand yes’ under your breath. Bam grabbed your throat with his other hand. “Go on.” With that you orgasmed loudly, digging your nails into Bam’s back, not caring if anyone could hear you at this point. Soon after, Bam pulled out and came on your stomach, you winced at the feeling of it painting you.
You both remained in silence again, just your panting breaths filling the room. The embarrassment of what had just happened sunk into you. How the fuck did he get you to submit to him?! You got up quickly, finding a rag to clean Bam’s cum off of you and wiping your heat with it briefly. Bam continued to look at you, not bothering to get dressed himself as you struggled to get your jeans on, your panties uncomfortably wet. “Can you get your clothes on and get out of here before someone walks in?!” You spat, throwing Bam’s jeans at him. “Unbelievable” He scoffed, shaking his head. You glared at him, pulling your shirt back over your head. “What? You think just because you made me cum I’m gonna be all nice to you now?” You tried your best to fix your hair and makeup in the shitty mirror in the corner of the tent. “No no, it’s not that.” You looked back at Bam with a ‘what are you talking about?’ look. “It’s just…” Bam gestured at his abdomen. “You didn’t even bandage me up.” You looked at his injury and sure enough he was right. Because of all the excitement you forgot to actually do what you were supposed to. Though you hated the kid, you laughed, and so did he.
End.
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