Plot: You all go swimming and some chick comes up and tries to flirt with you and Bam gets a bit jealous while watching. (Ya’lls friends don't help because they just tease him about it and it makes him even more jealous)
Setting: Iceland in the blue lagoon
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“Hanna you’re really letting yourself go, man,” Dico jokes, causing everyone to laugh and look at Hanna who replies, “I don't give a fuck,” which causes Bam to jump in and mumble “Pear ass body,” which causes everyone to erupt into laughter again.
Bam looks around while laughing trying to spot eyes on you and when he does his smile falters and his laughter fades out. Instead, a soft glare replaces it as he sees you on the other side of the lagoon talking to a random chick who was way too close for Bam’s liking. “Uh oh, look’s like [Y/N] switching teams,” Bam hears Rake say which makes his glare darken, “shut the fuck up,” Bam hisses, his eyes going back over to you and the random chick. She wasn't bad looking, skinny yet toned body, and black medium-length hair that had streaks in it. “Bam if he was a woman,” Ryan joked but it goes one ear out the other. Along with the comment about the tattoo, the chick had on her upper thigh and the other near her boobs. His fist clenched knowing that the chick would probably try and draw your attention there, “No more hearing Bam and [Y/N] getting it on at night, instead we’re gonna be hearing her.” One of the other boys had said which another replied by saying “That’ll be hotter to listen to,” and that broke Bam. He snaps around and yells “fuck you assholes! That skank isn't stealing [Y/N] from me!” He must have shouted a bit too loudly because all his friends were now looking at him weirdly until Dunn finally spoke up, “Dude they heard you say that,”
Bam stiffens at the realization and awkwardly turns his head toward your direction seeing you and the random lady both looking at you. He sees her giggle and you grin down at her and that causes his veins to boil with anger. When your eyes meet Bam’s he looks down before shaking his bangs out his face and looking away pretending to ignore you. You couldn't help but chuckle at how Bam was acting, quickly waving bye to the girl you make your way back over to your friends. “[Y/N] has a girlfriend,” Dico teases, “hell no, I’m taken,” you say which earns a snicker from Ryan and Rake when Bam chimes in by saying “By who, her or me?” You laugh softly at his bratty attitude, knowing that there was no bite behind those words. “Might be her if you keep your attitude up,” you joke which makes everyone else laugh and react but it only earns a scoff and an eye roll from Bam. “Fine, she can have you,” Bam retorts, going to get out of the water but you quickly grab his wrist and pull him back in. “Baby I’m kidding,” You cooed, turning Bam around to wrap your arms around his waist. Smiling softly at the pout that formed across his lips. “You know that I only want you,” You continued, seeing how his face started to flush a small shade of pink. “You better, asshole,” he mutters which makes you grin before you plant a small kiss on his pout. “You done pitching now?” you joke, moving your hands from his waist to grip his hips pulling him closer. You see his gaze glance over to what you assume to be the chick and when you glance over as well you are correct. Before you can say anything you feel lips crash onto yours, a tongue slipping its way into your mouth. You hum into the kiss knowing what he’s doing, so you decide to play his little game back. You move your hands up to cup the sides of his face, your nails digging into his skin as you deepen the kiss as much as you can. You keep him like this until you start to hear him huffing and panting into the kiss, you take his bottom lip in between yours and pull on it gently before letting it go which earns a groan from Bam. Seeing his half-lidded eyes flutter open to meet yours. “Now are you done?” you ask, your grin reappearing when he nods and takes your hand into his. You glance over quickly to see that the chick is now gone and you can't help but shake your head with a small laugh. Well, at least Bam got what he wanted.
‘Do you need some help tonight sweetheart?’ Want me and Dunn to make you feel good?’
Bam only whimpered in response, his cheeks burning up again from embarrassment over the whole thing. He felt stupid for wanting this. For wanting to be held and talked to all soft. It was pathetic.
Bam walked into the hotel room already looking on the verge of tears. His cheeks were flushed and his hands were hidden in the oversized sleeves of one of Johnny’s hoodies he found earlier.
He looked vulnerable. Delicate.
‘You alright doll?’ Johnny already knew the answer. The way Bam couldn’t meet his eyes and how shallow his breathing was from anxiety told him everything he needed to know.
He shot Dunn a look who was sat on the other bed watching some low rated movie, who only just took notice of Bam in the hallway.
It was going to be one of those nights.
Most of the time, Johnny and Dunn would make a game out of their little get togethers, which usually started with Bam refusing to admit what he wanted and ending with him crying on his knees begging them to cum.
But there were other times like tonight, where he felt fragile and all he wanted was to be held.
‘Come’re bam.’
He stood frozen. Something about today was making everything feel so much harder than the other nights he’d shown up at Knoxville’s hotel room like this.
He shifted his gaze to meet Ryan’s eyes, pleading with him to help somehow. He’d been humiliated on set all day and now he just wanted to make it all stop.
Dunn caught on immediately and set the beer he was sipping on aside, rising from his spot on the bed and walking over to where bam was stood.
‘You need it soft tonight Bambi?’ Dunn whispered. He hooked a finger under Bam’s chin and tilted his head up, thumb pulling at his bottom lip. ‘Hmm?’
They hadn’t even started and Bam already looked out of it.
‘Yes p-please.’ He said it so softly, voice cracking just barely above a whisper. Dunn laced their fingers together and led Bam over to where Johnny was now propped up against the headboard.
As soon as he took his arm and pulled him down to lay in his lap, he curled into Johnny’s side and clutched onto his shirt as the day came crashing down on him.
‘Shhhh hun. I know, I know. You’re ok.’ Johnny hushed, his voice a lot softer on nights like these, while he stroked his hair and wiped stray tears from his cheeks. He had to be so gentle when Bam was like this.
Dunn laid down beside them, softly rubbing at Bam’s back whilst having a silent conversation with Knoxville. It was always hard to watch Bam work himself up like this.
‘You’re gonna make yourself sick Bambi. Take some deep breaths for us ok.’ Ryan said slowly, still rubbing Bam’s back in an attempt to calm him slightly.
Eventually his sobs subsided into hiccups, but his breathing was still shaky and the trembling hadn’t stopped. Johnny pressed his knuckles against Bam’s cheeks, the cool feeling nice against his flushed skin.
‘Do you need some help tonight sweetheart?’ Want me and Dunn to make you feel good?’
Bam only whimpered in response, his cheeks burning up again from embarrassment over the whole thing. He felt stupid for wanting this. For wanting to be held and talked to all soft. It was pathetic.
‘You know i need to hear you say it Bam.’ Johnny pushed a few sweaty strands of hair away from his eyes. ‘It’s ok to want it sweetheart, i just need to hear it and then you don’t have to say a word for the rest of the night if you don’t want to.’
This part was always the hardest for Bam. Some nights he admitted it quicker than others, begging them to touch him the minute he walked through the door. But tonight Johnny knew they were going to have to be patient about it or Bam wouldn’t say it at all.
After a couple beats of silence and a few hiccups, a quiet ‘please’ was whispered into Knoxville’s chest.
‘Please what Bambi?’
Bam huffed out another shaky breath and scrunched his eyes shut. He felt like crying again.
‘Please t-touch me.’
Usually Johnny and Dunn would try and get Bam to be more specific, dragging out specific details about where Bam wanted to be touched and then working to tease him until he was desperate. But tonight wasn’t that night.
Bam had been unusually quiet the moment he walked in and the fresh tears in his eyes told Johnny that he was close to breaking down again.
‘Alright baby, shhh. I know. You did so good Bam. Just relax now ok hun.’ Knoxville shifted bam more into his lap, letting him lean back against his chest as Dunn moved to slide his jeans off.
‘Wanna keep Knox’s hoodie on bub?’ Bam only nodded, eyes heavy and wet from earlier.
Once he was down to his boxers, Dunn leant over to give Bam a gentle kiss, their lips moving lazily against each other as Bam let his tongue be guided into a soft rhythm.
Johnny took that as an opportunity to reach down and slowly start rubbing over Bam’s crotch, making him let out a whine into Ryan’s mouth.
‘That feel good sweetheart?’ Bam could only whimper in response, his hips bucking up into Johnny’s hand in an attempt to get more friction.
Dunn leant back, a string of saliva connecting them as he watched Bam’s face twist up in pleasure, soft little noises leaving his lips every so often.
It was such a stark difference from watching Bam out on set when he was doing dangerous stunts or skateboarding tricks. Only him and Johnny ever got to see this side of Bam, where he was so quiet and vulnerable and just needed to be taken care of. It was something special that only the three of them shared.
‘Please. Please. I-i need it… Please knox-‘
Bam begged, tears rolling down his face again out of frustration. They’d only just started and he already felt close.
‘Hey, hey, your ok hun. You’re getting yourself worked up again doll.’
Johnny moved his hand from where it was rubbing at Bam’s crotch up to his lips, drawing another whine from the boy before he slipped two fingers into Bam’s mouth.
His breathing started to slow as he let himself suck on Knox’s fingers, the weight on his tongue grounding him slightly.
Beside him, he felt Dunn pull at one of his arms and start stroking along his knuckles, taking note of the chipped polish on his nails.
‘You know you can always word out Bambi if it’s too much.’ Dunn offered carefully, just after Bam had begun to close his eyes.
Johnny felt him tense up in his hold.
‘N-no, no. Please. I’ll be good. I can be good. I’m s-sorry.’
Tears started to well again in Bam’s eyes as he let Johnny’s fingers fall from his mouth, panic setting in at the thought of not cumming tonight.
‘Shhh, there’s nothing to be sorry for baby. It’s ok. You’re being such a good boy for us.’ Johnny wiped at Bam’s tears as he spoke. ‘I just want you to breathe a little bit for me, yeah? You’re trembling again bub.’
Johnny hadn’t seen Bam like this since one of the first times he’d asked him to be taken care of.
They’d been fooling around together for a while after they first met, giving each other quickies in the bathrooms on set or making out down the hallway of Steve-O’s cheap apartment.
Knoxville had always naturally taken charge. Whether it was by caging Bam up against a wall and shoving his thigh between his legs, or whispering praise into his ear and then watching him blush and get all shy.
But Bam never let it go any further than that.
He still tried to make out like he was tough and in control of the situation, even after Johnny had just made him cum in his pants and called him a good boy only meters away from the crew.
All that changed though halfway through shooting the Jackass series, when after a particularly long day of stunts, Bam had shown up at Knoxville’s hotel room that night already in hysterics.
Sure, Johnny had seen Bam get kinda teary-eyed if he edged him for long enough, or if he didn’t let him cum when they were in the middle of shooting. But nothing like this.
He’d collapsed into Knoxville’s arms, clinging to him like a lifeline and shaking from the sobs racking through his body as his legs buckled. He looked so small and vulnerable that night it was heartbreaking to watch.
‘P-please Knox. I didn’t know where else to go. I can be g-good.’ Bam had choked out.
Johnny only shushed him and rocked him slightly in his hold, trying to comfort him as much as possible. ‘It’s ok. You’re ok hun. I’m here.’
After that night, he figured out pretty quick that when Bam was like that, he didn’t want all the teasing and mocking that normally got him off, he just wanted to be held and softly coaxed through an orgasm to the sound of reassurance.
It stayed the two of them for a while sharing this ‘thing’ they had going, until Ryan happened to be there one afternoon when Bam stumbled into Knoxville’s hotel similar to the first time.
It had kind of shocked him at first, watching Bam become so placid in Knoxville’s arms and hearing the noises that fell from his lips while he shivered at the praises he received. But Bam had trusted him to be there and soon it became almost routine for the three of them to see each other after a long day of shooting.
And that was where they found themselves again tonight.
Dunn slipped a hand under the waistband of Bam’s boxers after a few minutes of silence, freeing his cock and loosely wrapping his fist around him.
Bam shuddered at the touch, head lulling back onto Johnny’s shoulder as he whimpered into his neck at the feeling of some much needed relief.
‘You have such a pretty cock baby.’ Knoxville whispered, his lips brushing up against Bam’s ear. ‘I bet it feels so good doesn’t it sweetheart?’
Bam only hummed in response, trying to buck his hips up into Dunn’s hand as he kept a steady pace, stroking up and down and thumbing at the tip. He was already embarrassingly close and Jonny’s hold was keeping him from squirming around too much. It was like torture.
Bam chocked out a sob of frustration, too pent to keep meeting Ryan’s strokes and just wanting to cum.
‘Shhh. You’re ok bub.’ Knoxville hushed, sensing that he was starting to get overwhelmed. ‘I think you’re getting a little tired now honey? Yeah? You wanna cum?’ He asked while tracing his fingers over Bam’s heartagram tattoo.
‘Please.’
That was all the response he needed before tangling his hand into Bam’s curls and tugging softly, watching his mouth part open from the pressure and a bead of pre cum drip from his tip.
‘Can you look at me Bambi.’ He blinked up at Ryan, eyes glazed over and unfocused. ‘Good boy.’
Johnny used his grip to tilt Bam’s head down slightly.
‘Spit baby.’
And he did, some of it trailing down his chin which Dunn ran his thumb over before lightly prodding at his bottom lip, letting Bam suck for a moment.
The image was sinful. His hair was sticking to his face, his cheeks were all rosy and his eyes glistened with tears as he let out a couple hiccups. He looked so young it made Dunn think about all the times he probably needed this and couldn’t ask for it.
A comfortable silence fell over them before Ryan pulled his thumb from Bam’s mouth, making a small pop sound. Bam whined at the loss, protests catching in his throat as Knoxville moved his hand to start gently stroking at his cock.
The noise of his own spit and pre cum filling the room made Bam screw his eyes shut and try swallow his whimpers out of embarrassment. Johnny could feel his face heat up against his neck.
‘Does that make you hard honey? Cmon let me hear those pretty noises.’
Bam chocked out a soft moan at that.
‘That’s it baby.‘
After a few more strokes he could feel himself getting close. That tingly sensation was rising under his skin and he started to tremble in Knoxville’s hold again.
Dunn could hear it in the way Bam’s breathing quickened and how the quiet sounds falling from his lips became more intense. He leant back a touch, relaxing into the pillows like he always did at this point in the night, just leaving his hand to slowly rub over Bam’s thigh.
‘Knox p-please, i-i need-‘
Johnny only hushed him. ‘I know bub, I know. Just let it happen.’
He heard Bam’s breath hitch in the back of his throat.
‘You gonna cum for me sweetheart?’
And that was all it took.
Knoxville could only hold him as he milked Bam through his orgasm, watching him shake and dribble cum over his fingers and onto his own torso.
After a few more strokes, Bam’s moans soon turned into whimpers of pain. The feeling of dried cum was making him squirm and words still felt heavy on his tongue.
‘Shhh doll, you’re ok.’ Johnny said, pulling Bam’s hands down from rubbing at his eyes, not wanting them to get anymore irritated.
Dunn then left the two on the bed to go grab a glass of water and warm wash cloth from the bathroom, knowing Bam would probably be too exhausted for a bath tonight.
After setting the glass down, he climbed back onto the bed with the wash cloth and one of Johnny’s shirts for afterwards.
‘Can you sit up for me Bambi, just for a second hun.’ Ryan held his hand out and pulled him forward slightly, letting Knoxville move to help lift the hoodie he was still wearing over his head.
He then took the cloth and gently ran it over Bam’s skin, wiping away the dried tears and cum while Johnny kissed along his shoulders. Bam let his eyes flutter shut at the feeling, melting back against his hold and drifting in and out of consciousness.
After helping slip one of his old shirts back over Bam, Johnny leant over to grab the glass of water off the nightstand and held it up to his lips. Bam rested his hand on Knoxville’s arm to keep try balanced and took a couple generous sips before coughing it up slightly, his breathing still harsh and uneven.
‘Easy Bam,’ Johnny pulled the glass away, rubbing over his back. ‘Just small sips bub.’ He pressed the glass back to his lips and watched him drink a little slower this time. ‘Good boy.’
They sat like that for a couple minutes, just letting Bam come down from everything and offering gentle touches here and there.
‘I’m sorry I came over like that…’ Bam whispered into the room, the haziness starting to fade. ‘I feel stupid now.’
‘Hey none of that.’ Johnny softened his voice and used a hand to tilt Bam’s head up. ‘You’re allowed to need this hun, we’ll always give it to you.’
They’d had this conversation almost a hundred times before, and Bam still found it hard to accept that they wanted this just as much as he did.
‘You know that right Bambi?’ Dunn added, settling back against the pillows and watching Bam just nod and turn his head back into Knoxville’s shoulder.
He let himself be lulled to sleep by the sound of the tv still playing and fingers running through his hair.
Plot: Bam’s being a brat and you put him in his place.
Warning: NSFW (rough)
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All day Bam’s been a brat…like more than usual. First, he started the day off by deciding to wake you up by blowing an air horn into your ear then did a flip onto you which left a hole in your wall. Later that day Bam’s done nothing but do the opposite of what you tell him not to. If you told him not to skate on the TV because you're watching it, what does he do? Skate on the TV and ends up breaking it. You tell him not to throw food at you and not to pour a gross shake he made onto you, what does he do? Pour it on you which wasn't cool at all because it had you puking from the smell. He's also been flipping you off and smirking every chance he gets as well. He's a brat, you've known that since childhood but today out of all the years you've known him tops the cake, and you've finally had enough.
“Bam!” You shout out as you stand up from the couch, you see his head look up at you as he yells “What?!” back. With your index and middle finger, you motion him over. You watch his eyes roll before he gets up from the couch that his friends were at, flipping them off when Dico yells “Ooo, Bam’s in trouble!” with a mocking tune like a kid would have. You start walking into the other hall and towards the stairs, hearing Bam jog to catch up to you as he calls out your name. You stop at the bottom of the stairs and turn around to see Bam in front of you, a confused look on his face “What the fuck do you want-” Before he could get the whole sentence out a loud sharp smack echoed off the walls as your palm meets his cheek. It wasn't enough to hurt him but enough to where it left Bam stunned. One of your hands grips his shirt bringing him closer as the other wraps around his neck, your fingernails digging into his skin. “I want your ass up the stairs and in our room, no clothes on. That’s what I want,” You huskily demanded against his lips, hearing Bam let out a low eager moan. Your hand on his shirt moves to his brown curls taking a handful and yanking harshly, making his neck crane back. “And you better pray to god that you get up there first,” You whisper lowly into his ear, grinning at the way he shuddered under your touch.
You let go of him, watching Bam take his shirt off then hurriedly going up the stairs. Hearing the sound of his belt buckle undoing, you chuckle and shake your head as you follow him up the stairs. When you round the corner into y'alls rooms you see Bam kicking his shoes and socks off to allow his baggy pants to just fall right off. Leaving him in nothing but his boxers, “I said clothes off, that means all of them.” You growl lowly, leaning against the door, trying to stifle the laugh as Bam quickly removes his boxers, letting his already hard cock spring free. Your eyes wander downwards, “it’s always the small ones who talk a whole lot of shit,” you mumble purposely loud enough for him to hear, biting back your grin at the sight of his cock twitching lightly. You look back up so your eyes meet his, Bam’s face flushed red. You kick off the doorframe to shut it before walking closer to him slowly, you run your thumb over his bottom lip watching Bam take it into his mouth and swirl his tongue around it.
You hum pleasingly watching his eyes gaze at you with a look in them that reminded you of a scolded puppy. But it wouldn't work on you, you gently tug your thumb out of his mouth, “On the bed,” You say sternly, watching as Bam gets onto the bed, instantly on his hands and knees, chest to the mattress as his fingers knead at the sheets under him. You lick your lips as you walk up behind him, your hand running up the back of his thigh and ass. “You've been nothing but a little shit today, you know that right?” You say lowly, giving his ass a small swat. Bam let out a small yelp responding with, “Damn right I know.” You could hear the hitch in his voice, his hips rocking back lightly against your hand. You bring your hand back before bringing it down, hitting his ass even harder. Hearing a thwack sound bounce off the walls that mingled with Bam’s breathy moan. “Fuck, [Y/N],” Bam huffs, his hips rolling to try and get some friction from the bedsheets under him. Your free hand tangles in his hair and tugs on it making his head yank back like before. “You’re gonna stop acting like a brat to me, you understand?” You say, letting your hand on his ass move to between his thighs, your fingers barely brushing against his cock which you could tell was leaking with precum already. “I’m not a brat,” Bam whispers back, his voice a bit shaky.
“Oh really?” you cooed, yanking on his hair and letting your lips rest against his ear as your other hand wraps around his small cock. “Because all day you've done nothing but be a little bitch to me, Bam.” You continued, nipping his earlobe. Your hand stroked him very slowly, feeling Bam squirm under you. You moved down to nip a bit more harshly on his jaw, grinning when you heard him let out a small whine at the action. "[Y/N],” Bam whimpers, rutting his hips to try and make your hand speed up but as soon as he does you pull away. “Please-no,” He groans when you stop touching him, his head flopping into his arms. “Sorry Bambi, only good boys get touched.” You husk, giving a smack to his other ass cheek without warning as you sit up straight. Your hand rubs over the red skin tenderly before landing two more hits on each side. Feeling him tremble and shake under you, each hit earning a loud moan from Bam. Hearing him babbling and letting out small pleads and begs, "Please [Y/N], I'll be good, I swear!" You chuckle lightly, hearing a small stutter in his voice as you stroked his ass lightly making sure to give each red cheek attention. “Yeah? You're gonna be my good boy, again?” you cooed, leaning down to grip his chin and making him look back at you.
“Say it,” You growled, watching Bam’s eyes flick up to meet yours before his mouth quivered open. ”I’ll be a good boy [Y/N].” He breathed out, his voice soft and needy. You chuckled lightly, and let go of his chin. Grabbing his arm you flip him onto his back, grinning devilishly at the way his cock was leaking precum profusely now. You move away to grab the lube you two keep in the drawer, before settling back between Bam’s legs. You put the lube down so you could unbuckle your belt and undo your jeans, pulling them along with your boxers down just enough to let your dick out. “Since you're still not scotch-free, here’s how things are gonna go.” You say, opening the lid to the lube and pouring some into your hand so you can slick yourself up with it. “You get no prep, you also don't get to touch me unless I say so, understand?” You say more than ask, glancing up to meet his gaze. Noticing the small protest whine that slips out of Bam, he nods in agreement anyway. You grip his hips pulling him closer as you slowly start to thrust into him, biting your lip at how tight his walls are around you. But you ignore the sensation and focus on getting your dick further into him. Once you’re fully inside him, and your hips are flushed to his you grin down at Bam. “And you're not allowed to cum until I say so,” You say, and before he could retort you pull out only to thrust back in. Whatever Bam had ready to say fell out in a broken moan of your name, his hands flailing to grip at the sheets below him.
You repeat your actions this time rougher which earns a full-throated groan from Bam as the tip of your dick hits perfectly against his prostate. You watch his face contour with pleasure as his eyes flicker shut, moaning once more. “Oh-oh fuck-[Y/N], please-“ He begs, his voice a pitched whine, trying to put his legs around your waist. But you just smirk and push them down, making Bam hold still. “No,” You say your voice stern, “Remember, no touching baby.” You huff, wrapping a hand around his cock and stroking it in time with your thrust. You can feel Bam shaking under you, his hands fisting in the sheets at his side. His eyes squeezed shut as he moaned your name repeatedly. “[Y/N], fuck-please, I’m sorry!” He breathlessly lets out, pushing his hips down to meet yours. “You’re what?” You asked teasingly, squeezing the tip of Bam’s cock watching his glazed watery eyes opening up to look at you. “I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry for being a bitch today-please [Y/N] I’m close, fuck I’m close [Y/N],” Bam practically sobs, his voice desperate and choked as the built-up tears stream down his face. “I forgive you, baby. Cum for me, be my good boy, and cum.” You purred, stroking him faster. Seeing the way his eyes light up at your permission, his noises increase as he gets closer. “[Y/N]! I’m c-cumming, oh fuck, fuck yes-[Y/N]!!” Bam babbles out, his back arching and his body shaking as he reaches the peak of his orgasm. You smile breathlessly down at him, loving the way he looks as he comes apart. The way his mouth slacked open, and his eyes rolled. His spunk coated your hand and his heaving stomach, “good boy,” You husked, thrusting into him continuously until you reached your orgasm, both of you riding out the pleasurable high.
You gently pull out of him and get up from the bed removing all of your clothes, you take a random piece of clothing from the floor and wipe the mess from Bam’s stomach and chest along with your hands before tossing it to the floor as well then climbing into the bed next to him. You laugh softly when Bam instantly cuddles against your side, “Am I gonna wake up to you doing flips on me again?” You tease, running your fingers lightly through Bam’s messy hair. Seeing him shake his head side to side, “No,” You smile softly and lean down to kiss him, “Good because if you did then it wouldn't end up like tonight,” You say softly, laughing quietly when you see a pout form across Bam’s face before he buried it into your neck.
Plot: Ryan kisses Bam as a prank and it has all of you guys laughing at how Bam cringes and tries to yank away. Bam being the brat he is starts pouting over it so you shut him up by full-on French kissing him, making him weak in the knees.
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You all laugh and cheer as Ryan practically lunges at Bam, grabbing his face and trying to kiss him for a prank. Watching how Bam struggled and jerked around trying to get away. “Plant one on him, Dunn!” You yell out, cheering before barking out with laughter. Bam's eyes go wide as he continues to struggle against Ryan’s hold, but it's no use. And Ryan ends up succeeding in kissing Bam. His lips crash roughly into Bam’s, who still struggles to get away until finally Ryan lets go and Bam goes tumbling backwards. “Fucking assholes!” Bam snarks with a laugh, spitting and wiping his face as if the kiss was acid to his skin. The act of spitting made everyone laugh even harder, “Don't be such a baby, Bam.” You say with a cheeky grin which earns you a glare from the brunette. “Dude kissing Ryan is like kissing a fish, it was fucking disgusting!”
You laugh even harder when you hear Ryan shout “Hey!” as if he is truly offended by Bam’s words. “Who’s idea was that anyways?” Bam asks, his glare growing stronger when all fingers point to you. “Snitches,” you mutter, flipping everyone off. Looking towards Bam you see his glare turn into a pout, “Oh come on now baby, you're fine.” You cooed teasingly, walking over to pat his cheek lightly which only seemed to deepen the pout. “Jeez, he really is a baby, huh?” you hear Ryan say which makes you snicker. “Shut up!” Bam snarks, his glare returning. You watch as his mouth opens again to say something else but before he can get it out you grab his jaw tightly with your fingers as your other hand digs into his hair. A small gasp barely has enough time to escape from Bam’s lips before they crash against yours. Your fingers curl more into his hair, cranking his head to the side to deepen the kiss, hearing Bam whimper into the kiss. You smirk against his lips feeling his knees buckle making his body flush against yours. You chuckle softly before shoving him away, breaking the kiss. Hearing Ryan and the others start cheering and whooping, “now that's a kiss!” Ryan says with a laugh. “Dude [Y/N] totally made you their bitch!” another say making you burst into laughter. Seeing how Bam tried to play it off by throwing his middle finger up, but you watch as his face flushes heavily, and how he readjusted his pants making your smirk grow bigger.
Plot: Bam is at an HIM concert with the Viva la Bam crew (Ryan, Raab, Novak) and he meets Reader/you there, he practically falls in love at first sight while the HIM song plays in the background.
(has lyrics written into the fiction)
Warning: drinking, making out
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Bam was laughing and causing chaos with Ryan, both talking about how they wanna jump off the railing and into the pit of the crowd. Which was around 30 feet off the ground. The song “Right Here In My Arms” playing in the background and as the guitar solo ends Bam and Ryan jump off the railing and into the crowd. The energy in the room was electric and as Bam crashes into the mass of people, his body melts into the sea of thrashing bodies. He was laughing and cheering as he was put down by the people in the crowd when he landed on his feet he started to make his way through the crowd to try and find Ryan and his friends again when suddenly his eyes landed on a guy.
Usually, he swung for the chicks and shit but this dude was fucking beautiful. Like instant butterflies in your stomach, knees are weak, throat dry beautiful. He was breathing in and out of time, his heart was losing it at the sight of you. He wanted to desperately go over to you but his feet were frozen in place, that was until he saw your eyes lock with his. The club felt like it was slowing down and everything around him started to blur out as he watched a grin spread across your face, it nearly broke his lovestruck gaze when he saw you start to make your way over to him. Bam felt his heart race wildly in his chest, his body was sweaty and shaking when you finally reached him.
“dude I saw you and Ryan jump from up there, that was rad!” He hears you say, and that breaks his trance. His heart dropped a bit when he heard you say Ryan’s name, assuming the worst. “You know Ryan?” He asks loudly, trying to hear you over the music. “Yeah! Me and Ryan are childhood friends, bro.” You reply which Bam could have sworn you must have heard his sigh of relief. “Oh cool-yeah I was on my way to try and find him.” He replied, trying to play it cool and not seem like a total loser. But when he felt your hand wrap around his shoulder all he wanted was for you to pull him closer. “Let’s go find him together the way what’s your name?” He hears you ask, “It’s Bam,” He replies, feeling his face heating up as you two walk around and out of the crowd to head back upstairs to the second floor where the rest of his friends were. “Bam? Like Viva La Bam? Ryan won’t shut up about it but shit I wouldn’t either if I was doing the crazy shit he does-oh also my name’s [Y/N]!” You say, turning your head to meet Bam’s gaze only for him to break it quickly.
A playful smile graces your lips at his actions, when you two make it to the top of the stairs you let your hand not linger around his shoulder but rather slide it further down his arm before pulling away completely. “I think I hear him,” You say to Bam as you two make it over to his friend group, where Ryan was laughing and talking about his stunt he just pulled as Raab and Novak laughed and said shit like “Dude that was awesome!” And other stuff back to him. “What’s up fucker!” You shout, getting their attention. Seeing Ryan’s smile brighten at the sight of you, “[Y/N]!” He shouts back, his arms out as he hugs you. “Thought you were gonna bail on me, bro!” Ryan says to you which gets a laugh out of you. “Nah man I was downstairs when suddenly I see you flying off this fucking railing!” You respond making everyone laugh, you turn around and grab Bam’s shirt pulling him closer. “Then I made a new buddy,” You say, your other hand patting Bam’s cheek softly watching how his face turned a light shade of pink.
“You never told me about [Y/N], Dunn!” Bam says, trying to remain chill. But the way your hand was clutching to his shirt and how the other touched his face made his body shudder lightly. “Yeah, just met him a couple minutes ago,” you replied, glancing at Bam briefly before letting him go so you could dab up Raab and Novak. The cheering, slapping you on the back when they realized it was you, “I need a fucking drink who's coming with?” You ask, your eyes instantly falling onto Bam’s. When your eyes lock with his with that small smile on your face it’s like heaven down on earth. “I’ll go!” He says a bit too quickly, watching the smile on your face grow into a grin. “Let’s do it then,” you reply, walking past him to make your way over to the bar but when you do you make sure to somehow land a touch on him. Goosebumps rose on Bam’s skin where you touched him and a shiver ran down his spine. Bam couldn’t help but stare at you as you walked away, taking in your body, and the way you moved. “Dude, [Y/N] is totally into you,” he heard Ryan say to him, causing Bam to turn his head to look at his friend who just raised an eyebrow and snickered at him. “Fuck off, no he’s not,” Bam muttered, giving Ryan a small shove before turning around to make his way back over to the bar with you. But secretly he hoped Dunn was right, that you were. That you felt it too, to say that this is something and hopefully don’t leave him with nothing.
Bam lets out a deep breath, his nerves kicking in as he reaches the bar, and sees you leaned against it with your elbows propping you up. Bam’s heart quickened as he made his way over to you, feeling his palms grow sweaty and eyes widen as he closed the distance between the two of you. Standing right next to you, Bam felt his chest tighten as watched your gaze on him, “I got you a beer and a shot, it’s that good?” You ask, seeing Bam nod in agreement as he chokes out a “yeah,” amused by his actions, you give Bam a sly grin and lean your head to the side, your eyelids half-lidded. Looking at Bam was like looking at a starlight, the way his blue eyes sparkled in the dimmed lighting around them, as the purple spotlights bounced off his brown hair. Standing so close to him, your side almost pressed against his made the blood rush to your head. You snap out of it though when the bartender puts the drinks in front of you two, before walking away to tend to other customers. “Bottoms up,” You say playfully, grabbing one of the shots as Bam grabs the other. Clinking your glasses together before downing the shot, instantly feeling the warm burn radiating from your chest to your gut. You place the glass back onto the counter with a soft thud, as you watch Bam do the same. Feeling the buzz start to kick in as your body starts tingling, you start to feel a new kind of hunger. And you only want one thing. Your gaze runs down Bam’s body watching him drink his beer as he looks around and sings along to the song that Ville Valo was singing at the moment.
Hearing him sing about having a girl right in his arms, but the only thing you wanted in your arms was Bam. Because there was an empty spot in your heart and the only thing you wanted to fill it was the blue-eyed brunette next to you. “Hey, Bam!” You shout out, to catch his attention over the loud music, and when his head turns to face you, you take the opportunity to grab his jaw and crash your lips together. Feeling him almost instantly melt into it, reveling in his soft moan that gets caught in the kiss. You pull away and grab his hand leading him to the bathroom, grinning over your shoulder as you see him follow right behind you into it. When you two get into the small bathroom, you lock the door, the music echoing through the cracks of the door, still blaring all around you two. You barely had enough time to turn around before his lips were against yours again, you grunt and grab him by the hips, pushing him against the wall. One of his hands was wrapped around the back of your neck and the other was in your hair. “Bam,” You huff against his lips before trailing yours down his neck. Bam’s head hit the wall with a thump, his fuzzy mind melting and short-circuiting by the second but what he did know was you were right here in his arms, and he for damn sure wasn’t going to let go because he can’t nor won’t.
I saw your post about Bam's old..yk *achem* certain videos and pictures and I know you write male reader x Bam. So what if Male reader and Bam made their own certain video to outshine Bam's and Jenns XD
Omg…YESSS
And in the fic Bam’s actually gonna be showing emotions because lets be real he looked so bored in the vid with Jenn (sorry not sorry)
Plot: You catch Bam sleeping on the couch, it’s a perfect time to get payback for all the times he’s woken you up by doing flips on you, blaring music, etc. But he just looks so pretty asleep and beautiful and you can't seem to do it.
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Bam was sprawled out on the living room couch, one arm hanging off the edge, brown locks strewn haphazardly around his head, creating a nest of darkness. His chest rose and fell gently with each breath, an adorable snore occasionally escaping those soft lips. You couldn't help but appreciate the image he made; he looked peaceful, almost serene.
Part of you thought this was the perfect opportunity to get him back for the times he’s woken you up in dumb ways. (like blaring music loudly in your ear, doing flips onto you, and ending up putting holes in the wall.) Your index finger pushes a brown curl out of his face, and as you gaze down at him you can't bring yourself to get payback at the moment. The usual chaotic man doing destructive stunts or pranks finally looked at peace, putting you in a moment of contemplation. A soft smile crosses your lips as you stand there next to the couch, enjoying the sight of him sleeping. You decide that maybe right now isn't the best time for revenge instead you sit on the armrest of the couch and just enjoy the sight of Bam
