Can I request a NSFW Knoxville smut fic, maybe something along then lines of he comes home covered in bruises and is dirty so you jump in the shower with him to clean him up and it leads to some steamy dirty sex ?
This was such a treat to write. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. ;)<3
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Johnny Knoxville x fem!reader nsfw
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Good puppy.
Working on a Jackass set was hard work. Dirty, and very damaging towards your body. Being that THE Johnny Knoxville was your boyfriend. It came with alot of dirt and bruises.
Today he was out with his guys recording some bits for their newest installment, Jackass 3D. He had been extremely excited for one bit specifically.
Roller Buffalo. He had the idea stuck in his head for weeks. A pair of roller states in a Buffalo ring with a silly little dance. Only to be rammed by an angry Buffalo.
You didn't really enjoy the idea of PJ getting rammed by a Buffalo, but he was really stuck on the idea. Once he had it, there was no changing his mind.
He sang you the goofy song for it before he left this morning. Catching yourself humming it throughout the day.
You sat around most of the day. Bored. Walking around the house, watching television. Petting the cat you shared.
Gradually losing your clothes throughout the house. Leaving you in a small shirt and your panties.
Hours went by awaiting your boyfriend's return. Finally, at some odd hour of the evening you heard the keys in the door. Jangling and turning it open.
You immediately jumped up from the couch to greet your boyfriend. He walked through the door, a complete mess. His pink cardigan filthy with mud.
His blue under shirt tore up, and his white undershirt most likey being completely beaten. He surely wore to many layers of clothes.
He flashed a cheesey smile when he saw you. "Good evening doll." He said leaning down to kiss you. You giggled and leaned into his kiss.
He dropped his dirty rollerskates onto the floor matt and kicked off his Converse. He headed towards the white silk couch, but you stopped him dead in his tracks.
"You need a shower PJ, you're going to get the couch all muddy." You said a firm hand on his chest. He was a bit taller then you, looking down at you. He nodded his head in defeat.
"I'll go get you some pajamas, go ahead and start the shower." You said splitting from him. You walked in your bedroom, opening one of the various drawers. Grabbing him a pair of boxers and a pair of fleece pajama pants.
He didn't normally wear pants, but it was October, and he got a little chilly throughout the night. You grabbed yourself a small shirt and matching fleece pants. Along with a fresh pair of panties.
You walked back out of the bedroom, leaning down to pet the black cat along the way. Entering the bathroom, the water was already running.
Johnny stood undoing his button down shirt. He gave you a warm smile, before continuing his unbuttoning. You sat the clothes down on top of the sink, pulling your shirt off. You unclipped your bra, and slid down your panties. Discarding them into the small basket.
Being completely naked, Johnny looked you up and down. Giving a smirk. "Damn. I'll never get used to how fucking sexy you look." He said pulling off his white under shirt.
Revealing purple and black bruises littered all over his chest and stomach. He looked down and sighed.
"PJ! Jesus! You need to be more careful. I don't want you in the hospital again." You said with furrowed brows. He shrugged. "I'm alright sweetie. Just a few bruises." He said softly. You stepped past him, and slid open the glass shower door.
He finished undoing his belt, unbuttoning his black jeans, and slipped his pants and boxers off. He joined you, stepping in the warm water. You scanned his body, frowning at how battered he was.
Watching the mud caked on his body slide off under the water. He closed his eyes, running his hair under the water. You smiled watching him. He always looked so amazing.
He stepped out of the water, motioning you under. You stepped under the stream of water, and started to soak your hair. You shampooed and conditioned your hair. He watched your body movements. The way you brought your arms up to rinse your hair. He was entranced.
Opening your eyes to see him staring directly at you. You gave a sweet smile. You stepped back out of the water and grabbed a wash rag. Lathering it in your own soap. You weren't going to allow him to use 3in1. At least not when you were around.
You squeezed the mango scented body wash onto the rag, and scrubbed it together. Making the bubbles prominent. He turned his back to you, washing off whatever excess dirt was left. You went from his back, all the way down to his legs.
Scrubbing deeply to make sure he was good smelling and clean. He turned towards you, and you couldn't help but smile when you cleaned his chest. The way he looked down on you always made you feel warm and fuzzy.
You kept a small distance between your bodies, not trying to provoke his lower half. Though that never seemed to work. You cleaned his swole arms, and around his pelvis. Still ignoring the rather average body part.
Cleaning his thighs and down to his ankles. "Thank you sweetheart. You treat me too well." He said giving you a kiss on the forehead. You once again switched spots in the water. Though when you turned your back, awaiting your turn to be washed.
He did nothing of the sort. Instead grabbing onto your waist, and pulling you close. Feeling his now, of course, hard cock press against your back.
"PJ come on." You groaned. You always protested, even though you would absolutely beg for this kind of attention. You loved it, and denying it only made him want to give it to you more. He brought his face down to your ear. Hearing his soft breathes.
"You know you drive me crazy doll. You look so god damn sexy when you're all wet. You would look even more sexy matching the bruises on my body." He whispered into your ear.
You could've died right then and there. Your knee's could buckle and completely drop you to the ground.
He bit down on your shoulder, sucking on your soft skin. You let out a quick moan from the sensation. His love bites left you bruised for weeks. He lifted his mouth off your shoulder, and bit down on your neck. Again suckling on your skin. He rut his hips against you, his cock sliding against your back. His fingers were tight enough to leave bruises on your hips.
Dragging his lanky fingers and hands around your entire waist. He pressed harder each time he moved. Continuing to leave marks all over your neck and shoulder.
He turned you around and pressed you against the cold tile. Inches from his face, he gave you a stern look. His eyes locked with yours.
"I wish you could see how pathetic you look. Being marked by me. Everyone will know how much you love being destroyed by me." He said attacking your neck once more. His arms wrapped around your figure. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders. You tried to press yourself farther back to squirm, but you were cornered. His warm body pressing into yours. When you attempted to squirm, his grip only tightened on you.
He trailed his bites from your neck and shoulders, down to your breasts. You were a breathless mess. Your legs trembling as he left semi painful, semi pleasure bites.
He pulled away for a moment, admiring the marks he left on you. You looked at his body, mentally noting every bruise he received. Wanting to sigh, but he came back. Attacking your lips.
You fought back, as his tongue slipped in. Both of you scratching and grasping at whatever you could touch. Every moment together was desperate. He reached a hand in between you two, the pad of his fingers finding your clit. Rubbing circles into your clit.
You moaned into his mouth, your legs attempting to spread. He moved his fingers from your clit, to your hole. Inserting a finger and curling. Lewd noises breaking free from your mouth. Once you adjusted, he entered a second finger. Skillfully curling them inside, pumping them. He broke from the kiss.
Admiring your breathless face. "Does that feel good baby? Do you like how my fingers feel inside of you?" He said in a gruffy tone. You managed to spill out a yes, and he sped up.
"You're so god damn wet. You're soaking my hand. I know how desperate you were to feel me inside of you. Even if it's just my fingers." He said using his free hand to press against the tile wall. Using that as stability, to go as deep as he could.
Your eyes were squeezed closed, fighting back spasming and orgasming on his fingers. "Open your eyes sweetie. I want to see how desperate and pathetic you look." He said with a toothy grin. You opened your eyes. His face inches from yours.
The lust in his eyes gleamed prominent. All you could do was gasp and nearly scream. Air was difficult to take in. "P-PJ I'm close! Please!" You begged. You never seemed to remember what begging had done.
He gave a smug smile, and sped up his pace. Feeling you shake on his fingers. He abruptly pulled them free, holding his fingers at his side. You gasped and twitched at the new found emptiness.
"You don't get to cum yet. You'll come when I'm ready for you to cum." He said sliding his fingers into his mouth. Sucking at whatever juice you soaked him with.
He got down to his knee's, trying to avoid the water from the still running shower head. He gripped your waist, trailing his fingers down to your thighs. Pressing them deep. He lowered his head down, latching onto your clit.
He flicked his tongue around you, and sucked on what he could get. The sensation like no other. Your thighs trembled and he tightened his ultimately tight grip. You were going to be beyond bruised and sore. You screamed his name, begging for him. He pulled away and was brought back up to your face. "Oh please Johnny! Please eat my desperate tight pussy. You feel so good!" He mocked with a smile.
The way he could belittle and praise you drove you insane. You couldn't even muster a response to his mocking. Just a nervous smile, your face red. Even after being together for so long, he could make you crumble.
"You're such a cutie. I can't wait to destroy you." He said giving you a peck on the lips. He could say the most vile things to you, and you would find it adorable.
"Now. Turn around." He said swirling his finger. You obliged silently and turned around. "Good puppy. Now lean down and arch that back." He said as if he was teaching you something. You again obliged, leaning your face down. You put your hands out on either side of the tiles.
Pushing yourself back a bit, you arched yourself. Ass somewhat in the air. You waited for his neck command.
"Such a good girl." He said grabbing a hold of your ass. Squeezing it tight in his hand. "Now. Spread your legs nice and wide for me." He said letting go of your ass. You spread your legs apart. Trying not to slip in the wet tub.
"Atta girl. I love a good girl who knows her commands. Good girls get a niceeee treat." He said placing a firm hand on your shoulder. His hand took up your entire shoulder. His fingers gripped tightly. You knew what was coming. Bracing yourself. His right hand led his swollen cock inside.
He slowly led himself inside. The feeling of him pressing inside of you, starting you up all over again. Once he was inside, he wasted no time. Immediately giving slow pumps. You were letting out slow breaths. Adjusting at the pace he was moving.
"Are you okay sweetie? Is this alright?" He said rocking his hips inside of you. You didn't respond for a moment. Unable to form words. "C'mon now sweet. Use your words please." He coaxed.
"Yes PJ. Please go faster." You said your hands slipping a bit on the tile. Trying to hold yourself up. He immediately took that as his chance to completely pound into you. Immediately making you gasp in pleasure. His left hand on your shoulder, the right squeezing into your waste.
The sound of skin slapping was echoed throughout the shower. Breathless groaning and moaning.
"God your pussy is so fucking tight around me baby. I can feel the way you want me. Desperate to feel my warm cum inside." He said picking his pace up. You moaned in response, pushing your own hips towards him.
His pace was killing you. Your gut building up it's walls, to be torn down. He was starting to slowly get sloppy. He was already getting close. He removed his left hand from your shoulder, and grabbed a hold on your hair. Tugging your head back. Your mouth agape. Screaming out his name. "That's it baby. Scream my fucking name. You're such a fucking slut for my cock aren't you?" He said giving your hair a tug.
Pulling your head back painfully far. "Yes PJ! I'm such a fucking slut for your...for your fucking cock!" You moaned out. He let out a deep laugh.
"PJ please. I'm going to cum. Please let me cum." You plead. You can feel yourself nearly falling apart.
"You wanna cum now? Hm?" He said nearly at his end. Cum on my fucking cock then baby." He said putting both hands on your waist. Digging his nails.
You fell apart right beneath him. Screaming and spasming. A orgasm washing over you, it felt as if the world went dark. You could hear Johnny's praising and cursing behind you. Unable to pay attention. Your body shook violently. Your entire body feeling of static.
Soon enough you felt the hot feeling of his cemen being shot inside of you. His groans of pleasure echoing throughout the walls. Once he had finished inside of you. He kept himself planted inside. Catching his breathe.
He pulled out from you, feeling yourself incredibly sore. Cemen dripping from your used body. You got out of your back aching position. Throwing yourself under the water.
"Are you going to wash me nowww PJ?" You smiled. He was still catching breathe. Completely worn. He shot a smile back.
"Of course baby." He said grabbing the same wash rag previously used. You were going to have a splendid time trying to urinate after the shower. Incredibly sore.
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