Hi everyone! My name's Sunny, but I go as Star online. My favourite shows are Viva La Bam, Peacemaker and the original Jackass show. My favourite movies are CKY2K and Jackass 3D, I'm a fanfic writer and artist, so mainly I'll be posting fics and headcanons about the following stuff:
→ Bloodhound Gang
→ Jackass (EVERYONE BUT ST*VE O)
Jackass comfort headcanons pt.1
Jackass guys take you on vacation pt.1
→ HIM (especially Ville)
Tired - Ville Valo pt.1
→ Viva La Bam
Knight in Shining armor (Ryan Dunn) pt.1
Knight in Shining armor (Ryan Dunn) pt.2
Viva la Bam guys as Boyfriends
Close and Tender (Ryan Dunn)
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You and Ryan meeting in a way that's completely unrelated to his career or the shows he's on, regardless of what era you meet him in. I feel like Ryan is the type of guy who would want to date someone that isn't already in his friend group, mainly because he'd want to keep his relationship separate from the spotlight and from Bam's wild ass antics. I could potentially see you meeting him from being cast in a project he's in (which I believe is how he and Angie met IRL), but I feel like it's more likely you'd meet him out in public in a lowkey way, like by sitting next to him at a bar and striking up a conversation.
Ryan making the first move....but being super casual about it so you don't realize just how nervous he is! Ryan's a pretty chill dude for the most part, and he doesn't really care what other people think of him, but you're the obvious exception because he really likes you and doesn't want to mess anything up. I think he'd know he liked you very quickly, but he'd wait a little to pursue it (a couple weeks, a few casual dates, whatever fits best) and then he'd try to approach it in a very lowkey way. Once he'd officially your boyfriend though, he'll be more open about how much he likes you and less forcibly nonchalant.
Speaking of which, Ryan would 100% be the type to ask "So...what are we?" in the most chill voice he can muster if a few weeks go by and it's still not clear whether the two of you are officially together or not. He'd be on edge the whole time trying to figure out if he's got you on lock or not, and he'd want to hear you explicitly say that he's your boyfriend and you're exclusive with him. I don't think he'd be interested in a situationship at all, so if you dragged your feet for too long or played hard to get, I feel like he'd be hurt and lose interest.
A lot of laidback, quiet dates! Compared to the other guys, Ryan isn't as romantic or as exciting with the stuff he takes you out for, but I don't think that would make the dates any less sweet or enjoyable. Ryan just prefers calmer, slower activities and being alone with you over something like a candlelit dinner in a stuffy restaurant or going to a crowded bowling alley. He'd like going to bars with you to sit in the corner and drink together (and to play your favorite songs on the jukebox, although he definitely wouldn't get up and dance), taking you for a late-night ride on one of his bikes, or staying in to watch trashy reality TV shows and eat greasy pizza with you.
Helping Ryan work on his cars and bikes. If you've got decent mechanic skills, the two of you will probably just quietly work together side-by-side while he occasionally watches you in awe, but even if you're not car-savvy, he'll be just as happy with you standing there talking to him and/or handing him tools while he's working. He'd also secretly love it if you asked him to show you how to do something (change the oil, replace a motor, rotate tires, etc) so he has an excuse to stand really close to you and touch your hands and impress you with his car knowledge. You would also love it, since Ryan admittedly looks super hot when he's working on cars.
You know the Ethel Cain lyric, "He looks like he works with his hands and smells like Marlboro Reds"? That would be Ryan to a tee. He'd always be slightly sweaty or would have grease stains on his shirt or hands from working on cars, and I feel like if you took one of his shirts or sweatshirts it would have a faint cigarette smoke smell, but not in a bad way! Something vaguely minty, like menthol. Ryan was known to be lowkey gross and didn't like showering, but I think you'd eventually be able to convince him to be better about it for your sake.
*** Car sex. So, so, so much car sex. It's not even just because Ryan likes cars, it's that something about car sex feels hotter than just having sex in a bed. I think he'd love reclining the driver's seat and having you climb into his lap, or laying on top of you in the backseat. It would be super classic car sex; leather seats, the windows fogging up, the car rocking back and forth, etc. You'd have to do it when Bam is away though, because if he suspects you're fucking in the car he'll come over and pound on the windows and try to peek inside.
Bam being a nosy dickhead in general. I think Bam would lowkey be a little possessive over Ryan because that's his best friend and he was there first, and you'd either have to passively accept it (think the "This is my boyfriend, and this is my boyfriend's boyfriend" meme) or actively push back and develop a weird but hilarious rivalry with Bam over who gets more time with Ryan. I also think Bam would think it's the funniest thing ever to constantly try to fuck with both of you. If you and Ryan have a date somewhere in a secluded place, Bam's bringing the guys along to launch a sneak attack in the form of a water balloon fight. If you sleep over in Ryan's bed, you're both getting woken up by Bam slipping live scorpions under the covers.
*** Adding to the above, Bam being a total cockblock, sometimes on purpose and sometimes by happy accident. Like I said earlier, if he thinks the two of you are fucking in the car, he's gonna tap on the glass and heckle you and try to open the door. Similarly, if he thinks the two of you are doing something in a room he can't get into, he's gonna sit there and bang on the door, jiggle the lock, and taunt the two of you for having "mingin' ass sex." Bam's so good at being a cockblock that sometimes he does it unintentionally; he'll burst into Ryan's room at 3am cuz he's excited to show him a new prank idea he just came up with, and it'll take him five minutes to even realize you and Ryan were fucking right before he came in.
Ryan trying to set up cute little movie nights with you, which Bam, Raab and the other guys usually end up crashing. Ryan will set up some snacks, find a movie he knows you'll like (even if it's not something he's into), and cuddle on the couch with you under a bunch of soft blankets. It'll be super sweet, you'll both be watching the movie together all cozy...and then Dico will grab your leg from under the couch to scare you, Bam will hop over the couch to obnoxiously sit between you and Ryan, and Raab will steal all your snacks and loudly laugh at whatever's happening on screen.
Ryan taking you out for late-night rides on one of his bikes! Sometimes you ride behind him with your arms around his waist to hold on, but other times I think he'd let you sit in front with your hands on the handlebars and his hands on yours to guide you around. He's not concerned about his own safety at all, but he'll force you to wear a helmet even if you don't want to. I also think that if there's any jackets he likes to wear while riding, he'd 100% love for you to wear one of them while he's taking you out on the bike.
Ryan being a little possessive, but in mostly subtle ways. As previously mentioned, he'd love seeing you wearing one of his bike jackets, especially when he takes you out to bars where he knows other men might try to hit on you. He'd also definitely want to hold your hand or have an arm around you a lot of the time when you're in public together, just so other guys know you're with him, and I think after a couple years he'd ask to get a tattoo of your name somewhere on his body. Hell, he'd probably even wear a little gold chain or necklace with your name on it if you asked him to. He just likes knowing that you're all his and he's all yours!
Ryan insisting on introducing you to April, and really wanting you and her to like each other, because she's like his second mom and he spends basically all his time around her or with her nearby. He'd definitely be telling her about you once he was sure he liked you and wanted to pursue you, and he'd probably even ask her for advice about what kinds of dates to take you on. I feel like he'd be way more concerned about her opinion of you than about anyone else's, even his own parents or his closest friends. Luckily, Ape's a sweetheart and would definitely hit it off with you just fine!
Ryan casually coming over to your place to fix random things, build you new shit, and handle stuff for your car so you don't have to worry about it. He's like your personal mechanic and handyman! You'll mention during a phone call with him that your kitchen sink is leaking, or your car's making a weird sound, or you need to go buy a coffee table, and then 30 minutes later he'll randomly show up with his gear, kiss you on the cheek, and then go work on whatever you need fixed. If you try to pay him for it or say you can just hire an actual handyman, he'll insist it's part of his role as your boyfriend.
*** Ryan being super into holding hands during sex. Doesn't matter if he's fucking you missionary-style, has you up on a counter, or gets you on top in cowgirl or reverse cowgirl; whatever position you're in, Ryan's a sucker for holding hands and interlocking his fingers with yours while you're fucking. He's also really big on making intense eye contact during it and absolutely rules at dirty talk. Ryan's able to take on a very firm and dominant tone while still being soft and caring, and he always knows the hottest thing to say or the sexiest sound to make. He also seems like the type who'd put a little pressure on the base of your throat if you were into that, and would leave a lot of hickeys, which I think would tie into his mild possessiveness.
You and Ryan taking a lot of showers together, since that's the most effective way to get him to wash off. They don't even necessarily have to be sexual; a lot of times he just likes helping you wash your hair and having you wash his hair in return. He also likes when you help him wash all the car grease and motor oil off his body after he's been working on a car or a bike for a while.
Let 'Em Talk (Rake Yohn x Plus-Sized GF! Reader) [Hurt/Comfort + Smut]
This was a super cute idea from the lovely @xx-st44r-xx that I just had to do since I haven’t written for Rake since like 2022/2023 and also haven’t written nearly as much plus sized reader stuff as I’d like to. This was really sweet and cathartic to write as a plus-sized girlie myself :) I kept the reader's exact weight pretty vague, but in all fairness Bam seemed to think even the slightest bit of body fat was bad.
Description: Rake's the sweetest boyfriend ever, but being around his friends can be frustrating, especially because Bam and Novak can't seem to hide their distaste for plus-sized women. After participating in a particularly awkward episode of Radio Bam with the guys, you're left feeling a little hurt, so Rake decides to show you just how much he's proud to be your boyfriend (and just how much he loves your body).
Warnings: Female Reader, Plus-Sized Reader, Cursing, Typical gross and inappropriate humor from the CKY guys, The guys being mildly offensive for Radio Bam, Smut, Body-Shaming and Fat-Shaming, Hurt/Comfort, Body Worship, Praise, Very sweet sex and aftercare, Fat isn't a bad word so there's no "omg baby no you're not fat" from Rake
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"Woo di woo woo! Young, dumb, full-of-cum Rake Yohn here on Sirius Faction 28! I'm starving for man meat, so if any big strong men out there are looking to pound my tight little ass, call me now at 610-"
"Quit it, asshole, stop giving away my fucking phone number!"
Rake interrupted Dico's nasally impression of him by slapping a hand over his mouth, and everyone in the room burst into laughter. Bam leaned forward into one of the microphones, pointing to each person as he went around the table introducing everyone.
"Alright, we've got me, Dico with the classic Rake Yohn impression, the real Rake, Raab Himself, nudie Novak, and someone new: Rake's girlfriend."
Dico and Raab jokingly hyped you up like jocks at a football game, and you laughed.
"Honored to be here, fellas."
Bam grinned. "How do you feel about Dico calling your boyfriend gay and giving his phone number out every other episode?"
Rake grimaced, and you smiled. "I don't mind at all. You should hear the phone calls he's been getting lately. He gets a lot of propositions."
Raab laughed. "Ew."
Novak made a grossed-out sound. "Yeah, I bet he's fucking taking 'em up on it too. He's probably given a shit ton of blowjobs to random dudes behind a K-Mart dumpster this year."
Everyone else groaned in disgust, and Dico scoffed.
"Novak thinks that because he sucks dick behind dumpsters for drug money, everyone else must be doing it too."
"Those days are behind me, Deek. I'm not touching any man's dick unless I'm getting paid a pretty penny for it."
"Like what, 50 bucks?"
Novak paused in thought. "Nah, at least 100."
The room exploded into laughter, and you glanced beside you at Rake, who smiled reassuringly and patted your thigh under the table.
So far so good.
You'd been nervous to accept Rake's invitation to be on the next Radio Bam episode; listening to the previous episodes had taught you that the guys loved (1) making fun of Rake, (2) making fun of women, and (3) making fun of anyone who wasn't skinny. As the plus-sized woman currently dating Rake, this wasn't particularly reassuring, and it didn't help that you weren't super familiar with most of his friends.
Luckily, it was starting to seem like the guys were all going to go easy on you. Dico was you and Rake's roommate and the one member of the group you were already on friendly terms with, Raab was a sweetheart, Bam was a lot nicer and less critical in person than he seemed on TV, and Novak had barely cast a glance in your direction since the second he registered that you weren't a potential hook-up option.
Of course, that didn't mean they hadn't noticed you weren't skinny. Every single one of them had looked shocked when Rake introduced you, and Bam in particular was very blatantly body-checking you every opportunity he got, although whether he was trying to be subtle about it was anyone's guess. You were trying not to take it too personally though; it was probably jarring for them to see Rake date the type of woman they'd all spent years loudly making fun of and excluding.
Rake made a face.
"100 dollars is all it would take for you to do something gay? I think you gotta reevaluate some shit, Novak."
Novak flipped Rake off, mumbling into the mic.
"Me? You're the one dating a—fuck, never mind."
Novak cut himself off, and Rake stared him down dangerously.
"A what, dude?"
It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop, something that was almost never the case when the guys were together. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, and it made you shift in your seat.
Novak shook his head, but you could see his gaze briefly shift in your direction. You knew just as well as the rest of the group what he'd been about to say, but you kept your face neutral, staring up at the ceiling.
"Nothing, forget it dickhead. Can't believe I'm getting shit about being gay from the guy who has 50 different guys buy him drinks every time he goes out to a bar."
The tension immediately popped like a balloon, and everyone burst out laughing. Bam smacked the table, practically gasping for air as he recounted a story from the previous week.
"We all went to this crummy ass bar in West Chester to pick up chicks, and since Rake's got a girlfriend he just sat with Ryan at the bar for a while. I'm talking to this one girl, and I look over, and there's ten fucking drinks in front of Rake. I go over to give him shit for ordering so many, but it turns out he didn't even fucking buy any of them. They were all bought for him by different dudes in the bar that wanted to hit on him."
Rake scoffed in protest. "Aw, come on, dude, it's not like I asked them to. I was literally just sitting there!"
Novak launched into a tirade about how Rake had an innate ability to attract every gay man in the area like a magnet, and you watched in amusement as the two of them started to get into a shouting match, which Bam quickly broke up.
"Alright, break it up, it's time for a song! In honor of these two dickheads, here's 'Scream' by Billy Idol."
Everyone got up to take a quick break while the song played; Raab went to grab more drinks from the fridge, Bam left to take a piss with Novak in tow (odd behavior, but they were life partners after all), and you and Rake went outside to talk to Dico while he took a smoke break.
By the time everyone reconvened at the recording table, you'd almost completely forgotten about the incident with Novak earlier. The song ended, the bumper played, and Dico reintroduced everyone with his Rake impression.
"Woo woo! We're back again....the Bam Margera, Raaby Raabbit, the putrid herpes-infested nudie Novak, Dico, and me, the rake-toothed Rake Yohn."
Raab laughed. "You forgot your girlfriend, Rake!"
Dico grinned, leaning into the mic as he continued to impersonate your boyfriend.
"Of course, silly me! Everyone say hello to my girlfriend! Fun fact, I pay her $500 a day to date me since no one else will. Apparently my breath reeks so bad that it makes most women want to vomit—"
Rake cut him off in annoyance. "Very funny, dickhead. Doesn't even sound like me."
Dico looked at you, and you grinned sheepishly with a shrug.
"I dunno, Rake, I think it's pretty damn close..."
The room exploded with laughter, and the guys took turns exchanging high-fives with you as Rake shook his head in faux-betrayal.
Bam adjusted his beanie, grinning as he mentally replayed Dico's earlier comment about Novak.
"God, Novak is disgusting. Raab, remember what he did at that club the other night?"
Raab laughed. "He took home the nastiest fucking chick I've ever seen in my life."
"She was fucking haggard, dude, like genuinely terrifying. I don't even know how you managed to get hard when you took her home, Novak."
Novak waved his hand dismissively. "I'll fuck anything, life partner. You know that."
Bam shook his head with a grossed-out look. "Fucking her was too far even for you, dude."
You grinned. "Jeez, really? I've seen Novak do some questionable shit, what made this girl so bad?"
Raab leaned into the mic with a disturbed look.
"Ever seen a pit bull? Picture that in human form, give it long hair, and take away all its teeth."
You raised an eyebrow. "No fucking way."
Raab and Bam nodded gravely, and Novak shrugged.
"I kept my eyes closed while we fucked, dude, I barely remember what she looked like."
Dico scoffed. "You barely remember what she looked like cuz you were probably high as a kite, dickhead."
Novak laughed. "Probably? Definitely."
Bam shuddered. "Dude, it would have been bad enough how she looked, but there was just so many other things on top of that. She smelled like cat piss, she had the most grating voice I've ever heard, she was fat..."
There was another awkward pause, and you internally groaned as you realized the guys were all trying not to look in your direction. Rake started to say something, looking pissed off, but you squeezed his hand under the table to signal to him to stay quiet.
Don't make things worse.
You knew what you were getting into agreeing to go on the show, but it was still tough having to remember that the rest of the guys thought Rake was insane for dating a plus-sized girl; if you weren't his girlfriend, you would have just been another girl Bam and the others relentlessly bullied and degraded for not fitting their standards.
Mildly frustrated and ready for the halted conversation to start moving again, you opted to break the silence yourself.
"I'd take her over whatever radioactive concoction of diseases Novak's carrying."
Everyone burst out laughing, and the tension once again left the room as the guys took turns laying into Novak for how uniquely gross he was.
The rest of the episode was relatively uneventful; calls were taken from Buddy Bill and a couple fans, Bam played a 69 Eyes song and one of Dico's old prank calls, and the guys recounted a disturbing story about the depraved antics they got up to while traveling for the most recent Viva La Bam episode (which Rake had thankfully skipped out on).
You let yourself enjoy the rest of the recording, laughing with the rest of the guys and making your own jokes, and you even stuck around with Rake after the episode was finished to talk to everyone over drinks. Once you and Rake were back in the car though, it was harder to hide that you weren't in the greatest of moods.
"You alright, baby?"
Rake took a hand off the wheel to rest on your thigh, glancing over at you with concern.
You nodded, staring out the window. "Yeah, I'm good."
Rake frowned. "Listen, I don't know what Novak was gonna say, but—"
"He was gonna say 'You're the one dating a fat girl,' Rake. He was gonna point out that you're not dating a skinny chick. We both know that."
Rake grimaced, clearly unsure what to say, and you sighed, taking his hand and reassuringly squeezing it.
"Look, I had a great time, and I'm glad I went on. It's just awkward, you know? I mean, I've listened to some of the other episodes, and they spend like half of them just making fun of anyone who isn't thin. I'm shocked they didn't just make fun of me the entire time."
Rake scoffed. "I woulda kicked their fucking asses if they even tried that, baby, don't make me laugh."
You smiled. "I know you would. I guess I'm just surprised it doesn't bother you, you know? I mean, did you see the looks on their faces when you introduced me? They all think you're nuts. They're probably laughing their asses off right now talking about how Rake's dating some haggard fat chick that none of them would touch with a ten-foot pole. I guess I just wonder if you ever feel embarrassed to be dating me."
You were trying to come off lighthearted about it, but Rake looked horrified. He abruptly pulled over and turned the car off, leaning over to cup your face with a serious look.
"Fuck everything you just said."
You raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
"Fuck everything you just said. You're not haggard, those guys would all be fucking lucky to touch you, and I'm not embarrassed to be with you in the slightest. You're so fucking gorgeous and I'm proud to be with you, baby, that's why I wanted you to come on the radio show with me."
You stared down at the floorboard, flustered and slightly taken aback.
"That's sweet, baby, thank you."
Rake leaned over to kiss you on the forehead.
"I'm not being sweet, I'm being honest. Don't give those dickheads a second thought. I love you, and I love your body, and the second we get back home I'm gonna show you that, got it princess?"
You grinned, still flustered, and nodded. "Got it, baby."
Satisfied, Rake nodded and flipped the ignition, getting back onto the road.
The rest of the drive seemed to fly by (probably because Rake was actually going the speed limit instead of driving like a grandma for once), and before you knew it, the car was pulling into the driveway of the place you and Rake shared with Dico.
"Guess Dico won't be back til later." Dico's red truck was still missing, a sign he'd most likely gone off with Bam and the others to a bar.
Rake grinned. "Good. Means we can be as loud as we want."
He helped you out of the car and playfully smacked your ass, and you jokingly rolled your eyes, leading him to the front door as he slid a hand down to rest on your lower back. He'd barely gotten the door unlocked before you pushed it open and eagerly pulled him off to the bedroom, a massive grin on his face as he followed along without complaint.
You stopped outside the bedroom door. "Hmm, sure would be nice if someone carried me into the bedroom like a princess..."
Rake effortlessly picked you up bridal-style with a grin.
"Anything for you, gorgeous."
He gently threw you down on the soft bed and climbed on top of you, his long curls falling around your face like a curtain as he stared down at you adoringly. You smiled.
"What?"
Rake leaned down to rest his forehead against yours.
"You're so beautiful, baby."
You pecked him on the lips. "You're just saying that to get in my pants."
He laughed, tracing your frame through your clothes with his fingertips and giving you a deeper kiss. He sensually kneaded the skin of your hips, and when you impatiently tried to move his hands up to your breasts, he playfully resisted.
"Be patient, baby, let me appreciate you."
You nodded, flustered, and he went in for another deep kiss, cupping the side of your face with his free hand and stroking your cheek with his thumb as his other hand slid under your shirt to explore the soft skin of your belly.
Rake pulled away to help you pull your top off, and then he slowly trailed his way down your bare body, pressing gentle kisses in a line down your neck, between your breasts and past your bellybutton until he reached your lower belly, breathlessly whispering between kisses.
"You're so...fucking...gorgeous, princess."
He gripped at your hips and peppered your belly with kisses, his long fingers gently squeezing the soft flesh of your sides. You smiled, sweetly stroking his hair as you watched him work.
"What makes me gorgeous?"
Rake rested his cheek against your belly and looked up at you adoringly, his hand still roaming over your body like he couldn't get enough.
"What doesn't? Baby, you're like a living angel. You've got the most beautiful face I've ever seen, and your laugh and your smile are amazing, and your body is just absolutely perfect. I love your tummy, and your hips, and your thighs, and your titties..."
He grinned deviously and slid a hand up to grope your breasts, rubbing his thumb over your right nipple and pressing a circle of kisses around your bellybutton. You moaned softly and bit your lip.
"Is that all? I think you're forgetting something."
You squeezed your thighs together meaningfully, and Rake's grin widened.
"I could never forget about your pretty pussy, baby. Here, let me give it some attention."
Rake moved down and helped pull your bottoms down your soft thighs, pulling your panties aside. You reached a hand down to push his hair out of his face so you could get a better view, and he stared up at you reverently as he pressed his lips against your pussy.
You gasped softly at the sensation, tangling your hand in his hair to steady yourself, and he took it a step further, licking a stripe up your pussy lips and grinding his hips down against the mattress when you let out a soft moan and threw your head back against the pillow.
Rake buried his face between your legs and mercilessly lapped at your pussy, growling softly and gripping your hips to hold you still so he could lick up your wetness and press open-mouthed kisses to your soft folds. He gently sucked on your clit, licking circles on it with his tongue, and he grabbed the sides of your thighs and pushed on them to get you to clamp them around his face.
You squeezed his face with your thighs like he wanted, and he moved his hands up to needily grab at your belly and hips, moaning against your pussy as he humped his hard cock against the bed.
"Are you—shit, that's good...are you actually hard from eating me out right now? You're insane."
Rake chuckled, running his tongue up your lips and sucking on your clit again as he stared up at you with a darkly lustful look.
"Anyone would be hard as a fucking rock right now if they could see the view I'm seeing right now. Novak's nasty ass would be so fucking lucky to be tasting you, baby, you're a fucking goddess."
You shook your head in disbelief, stroking his hair lovingly as he buried his face in your pussy again.
"You say that like anyone else would ever have a chance. No one else even comes close to you, Rake, you're so good to me."
Rake pulled away from eating you out and crawled back up to kiss you, passionately grinding his hot, heavy bulge against your crotch. He caressed your breasts with his thumbs, moving his mouth down from your lips to the sensitive part of your neck and pressing gentle kisses to it as you panted with need.
"Want me to make love to you, princess? Can you let me show you how much I love your body?"
You nodded eagerly, humping your dripping pussy up against his bulge.
"Please fuck me, baby. I'm gonna go crazy if I don't have your cock inside me soon."
Rake wasted no time in pulling down the waistband of his pants to let his long, thick cock pop out, lining the tip up with your entrance and smashing his lips against yours hungrily as he pushed his cockhead inside you.
You immediately moaned against his lips at the feeling of your pussy stretching around his dick, and he pushed it further in, sliding his tongue into your mouth and guiding you to wrap your legs around his waist so he could angle himself for a deep, slow thrust.
Rake's tip dragged against your sensitive spot, and you dug your nails into his back, pulling him flush up against your body and letting him drag his lips over your neck and collarbone.
"Fuck, baby, your pussy feels amazing. You look so gorgeous wrapped around my cock like this, let me hear your pretty moans."
Rake quickened the pace of his thrusts, fucking you deeply from tip to hilt with a passionate rhythm and pinning you down against the mattress with his forehead pressed against yours. His tip rammed against your sensitive spot repeatedly, and you let out a loud moan, tilting your head back against the pillow with your eyes squeezed shut.
"Feels so fucking good, Rake, don't stop."
He slid his right hand up your side, gripping and caressing your hip with his fingertips, and his left hand drifted over to yours. The two of you interlocked fingers, holding hands as he fucked you, and he moved to whisper lovingly in your ear, slightly breathless.
"You're so fucking beautiful, princess, it genuinely amazes me. I'm so obsessed with your body. How pretty it looks, how soft it feels, the way it moves when I'm fucking you...I could spend all day just loving you all over, squishing your thighs, kissing your belly, grabbing your hips."
You whined softly, burying your face in his neck in pleasure when he started stimulating your clit with his fingers, and he rubbed hard circles over it, intentionally bringing you close to the edge.
"I love every single inch of you, princess, never forget that. Every. Single. Inch."
He punctuated each word with an emphatic thrust of his hips, squeezing your hand in his own and kissing the corners of your mouth. His tip rammed against your g-spot, and the feeling combined with his finger toying with your clit made you cry out in pleasure.
"I'm so close, Rake, don't stop, don't stop..."
Rake nodded, kissing your neck as his pace started to become slightly sloppy from how close he was.
"Me too, baby, I won't stop. Cum for me, princess, let me make you feel good."
You came with a loud moan, tightening up around his cock in just the right way to make him cum as well, and you felt his cock twitch inside you as he groaned desperately. Rake pulled out quickly enough to cum on your belly and thighs, his finger still circling your clit to make sure you completely finished, and seeing his stripes of cum coat your body only made you cum even harder.
You collapsed back against the bed, your chest heaving as you caught your breath, and Rake immediately leaned down to give you a kiss on the forehead, stroking your face soothingly as he cooed over you. You were both sweaty and breathless, but savoring the afterglow.
"You did so good for me, baby, I'm so proud of you. Hold on, let me go get a towel and I'll clean you up."
He kissed your forehead again and went to the bathroom, coming back with two damp towels; he used one to clean off his mess from your tummy and thighs, and he used the other to gently wipe the sweat from your forehead, pressing kisses to the edges of your face as he did so.
Rake left again to dispose of the towels, and then he immediately dove back into the bed to cuddle you, pulling you flush up against his body and bombarding you with sweet kisses everywhere he could reach.
You giggled. "Your lips are gonna get sore from all these kisses, baby."
He chuckled, burying his face into your neck with a soft sigh.
"It would be so worth it. I meant what I said, baby, I'm obsessed with you. I'd just lay here and kiss you and squeeze you and make you cum over and over again for a whole day if you'd let me."
Rake moved to spoon you, pressing kisses to the back of your neck and rubbing soft circles over your hips, and you smiled.
"I wouldn't be opposed...you'd have to pick a day where you didn't have work though. And you couldn't tell Bam you had the day off, cuz otherwise he'd bang your door down and insist on fucking with you all day for a Viva La Bam episode."
Rake made an annoyed sound. "Fuck, I know. We'll have to keep it under wraps for sure...that reminds me, Bam said something about me bringing you on again next week if you're interested."
You raised an eyebrow. "Really? Hmm..."
You thought it over with a grimace, and Rake's voice softened as he comfortingly rubbed your back.
"We don't have to go on again if you don't want to, baby, but if you do, I promise I'll make sure you have a great time. Seriously, I can threaten them beforehand so they don't pull any shit."
You laughed. "Nah, you don't need to do that. They seemed threatened enough as is. I thought Novak was gonna shit his pants when you asked him what he was gonna say."
Rake grinned, kissing your shoulder. "Good, he better be scared. I'll take you on the show as many times as you let me, baby, I want to show you off. I'm proud to be with you, I hope you know that."
Clearly, your earlier comment about wondering if he was embarrassed of you was still fresh on his mind. You felt a pang of giddiness when you glanced back at him and saw the look of awe he was watching you with.
He worships the ground I walk on and he doesn't even try to hide it.
You smiled, giving him a kiss on the lips.
"I do know it."
You laid your head against his chest for a moment, and then you grinned, rubbing your sore thighs. Rake had a way of fucking you so well it made you walk funny.
"You know, I'd probably know it even more if you gave me a little full-body massage..."
Rake sat up excitedly, looking like a kid in a candy store at the prospect of getting to have his hands all over you yet again
Ryan Dunn x gn!reader
contents: fluff, just pure fluff <33
tw: mentions of throwing up and alcohol, some swearing.
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Ryan's a sweetie and I love writing about him, I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! <33
The night at the bar was messy, loud, hazy and confusing, like every night that involved you getting absolutely blackout drunk.
You weren’t sure of where you even were, maybe in some nightbar in downtown LA, not that you cared, after all you were there to drink and dance the night away.
After coming back from throwing up in the bathroom, you made your way back into the main part of the club, the bass of the loud music reverberated inside your body, the flashing lights and crowd made it a difficult task to make your way back to the crew. You were there with those closer to you in the crew, the Bam gang. You were able to locate Bam and Ryan, who barely separated from each other in these instances, Raab, Dico, Novak and Rake were nowhere to be found.
“Where are the- rest?” you asked as you looked around the little booth Bam had rented in that place you still weren’t able to fully locate.
“Raab and Dico said they found some pussy on the dancefloor, so probably getting their ass kicked by some girls” Ryan added, which made you roll your eyes and smile slightly. “Novak probably passed out in the bathroom and Rake left like half an hour ago while you threw up”
You nodded, making a small sound of “oh” as you sat down next to him, looking around the dancefloor. Girls and guys of all ages danced like nothing was wrong, like there was nothing to care about because yeah, maybe for a few hours people could forget all of their sorrows and issues and just focus on having the time of their lives.
“I’m gonna go down, you comin’?” Ryan questioned as he got up from the couch and stretched his limbs, his greyish green eyes interlinked with yours for a few seconds before they focused on Bam, who just yawned, raising an eyebrow at him.
“Fuck no! I’m comfy here, take y/n with you if you wanna dance so bad” He stated harshly as Ryan rolled his eyes, he was used to Bam’s tone and endeavours when he drank too much. “And look for Dico and Raab while you’re at it”
“Whatever, have fun all by yourself here” Ryan said with a slight chuckle as he moved his eyes away from Bam and back to yours. You had been staring for a little while and he had noticed, maybe it was the alcohol making effect or maybe it was the lighting, but you found him to look especially good that night. “Y/N, you comin’?” Ryan said as he extended a hand towards you to help you up from the sofa.
“Yeah- sure” You smiled as you took his large hand in yours and he helped you off the sofa, he was warm, you thought to yourself.
Soon enough, after almost falling down an entire flight of slippery club stairs, you found yourself back in the dancefloor, Ryan’s hand hovered over your lower back, guiding you through the mass of people that attended the club.
The bar at the club was a nice spot for those who didn’t want or couldn’t dance, you could see everything and still have a good time.
“For me a beer and for them…” Ryan started to list out the order to the bartender, but before you could muster a word, he answered for you “An iced water” You pierced him with your eyes and spoke as soon as the bartender turned his back to serve your order.
“Why’d you do that? I can fend for myself” You said between narrowed eyes, Ryan raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly as he turned to face you with a tilt of his head, his blonde hair falling over his face in a way that made your heart skip a beat and probably made you blush a tiny bit.
“You were throwing up barely ten minutes ago, water’s probably the best for you if we don’t want you to end up in an ethyl coma in the hospital, sweetheart”
His hand hovered over your back again as more and more people approached the bar to make their own orders. He never even touched you, his hands always stood away respectfully enough to not invade your personal space.
As the server placed both drinks in front of each of you, Ryan told the bartender to put them in Bam’s tab, after all, he was loaded, he wouldn’t even notice two drinks more in his tab.
You sipped on your water, it wasn’t as fun as a cranberry vodka, but would help with the hangover of the next morning, the bartender was nice enough to at least add a little umbrella to give it a little more whimsy and soften the blow.
“They didn’t give me an umbrella, that’s unfair” Ryan added with a smile, his teasing tone was obvious, he was also a little tipsy, but he was far from being as drunk as you.
“Beers don’t get umbrellas, silly” You responded, taking an annoyingly loud sip from your water.
“Oh but iced waters do? That’s stupid”
As both of you finished your respective drinks, you walked towards the dance floor, the strobe lights slowly giving you a headache, but your mind focused on something else other than the impending pain that you were going through, Ryan.
Even though he was moving through the dance floor just like everyone else was, his eyes weren’t leaving yours for a single moment, but something in his eyes wasn’t the same as when he looked at Bam or Dico, it had something underlying that maybe you were a little too drunk to realise.
A slower song played, and just like in prom, where all the kids tried to find someone to dance with to not be the odd one out, you traveled to find Ryan, who was making his smug way to you.
“May I have this dance?” He joked, extending his hand, and all of a sudden, you felt more sober than ever in that whole night. It wasn’t just the fact that he had asked, you were the only person he knew in that dance floor, but it added up to the way the corners of his lips crinkled into a kind, gentle smile, the way the lights had stopped flashing and were now just a wave of dark blues and purples that twirled in his dirty blonde curls.
“Uh- Yeah, yes you may” His smile widened, your hand finding its place in his larger, calloused one, the cold of his rings sending a chill through your spine, your other hand drifted to his chest as your bodies got closer and closer and his free hand finally touched your lower back, pulling you gently against him as the song played, no rush, no intention of rushing, for your mind it looked like it was the two of you in that club.
Your head leaned against one of his shoulders, your arms finally wrapping around his neck and his own wrapping around your waist in a way that seemed to make your bodies look like two puzzle pieces, made to match with one another.
Eyes closed, head resting, everything seemed to stop around you, Ryan did something you didn’t expect, he pressed a soft, quiet kiss to the top of your head, letting you know that every single time, he’d be by your side.
I loved writing this little one shot, Ryan's one of my faves to write about while I'm working on the longer fic.
The longer fic with choices will come, i promise.
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