Him & I (Johnny Knoxville)

Two

*Smut warning*

I guess to truly understand my situation right now you would have to go back to a month and a half ago.

I didn't even feel like going out that night. It had been a rough couple of days, just life going a hundred miles a minute. However, the boys convinced me to go out with them that night. They were celebrating the wrap of Johnny's film Action Point. I knew a handful of the Jackass crew was going to be there, Steve-O, Pontius, Bam. The usual suspects. I hesitantly obliged and met them at a club in town.

Yeah, that night was a bit of a blur. The mix of flashing lights, bodies moving against one another and what seemed to be endless rounds of alcohol made for an intoxicating experience. I don't know how it happened, but all of a sudden, I was in the midst of the dance floor, Johnny's body moving in sync with mine. His hands were firmly placed on either side of my waist. My back was pressed against his chest as our hips moved in tune with the music. He had my hair to one side and his face was nuzzled in the crook of my neck, his warm breath causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up. He placed a few soft kisses on the base of my neck. It took me by surprise, but in the moment it felt right. I reached my hand up, my fingers getting lost in his hair as I gently scratched his head with the tips of my fingernails.

"You wanna get outta here?" He asked in a low, slightly slurred voice. It was a bit hard to hear over the music, so he asked again in a lower whisper. "Y/N, you wanna get outta here?"

I nodded in response, and he turned me around, grabbing my hand. He looked around, I assume to see if anyone we knew was around and then we left. We quickly grabbed a cab and headed to my place. The tension grew by the second as he looked over at me. I looked to meet his gaze and I could see lust fill his eyes as he looked into mine. Was this really happening?

I had known Johnny for a few years now. We had grown rather close. And, yes, he was a very attractive man and I had my fair share of fantasizing, but I never thought I would be in this situation. He was my friend and he was always in some sort of relationship. But, here we are. In the back of a cab, his hand making it's way up my thigh as he looked over to me hungrily, lustfully. Butterflies filled my stomach as he began to rub the inside of my thigh. He scooted a little closer, his lips meeting the gentle skin of my neck. He left messy kisses up and down my neck, his hand gently squeezing my leg. I leaned my head against the seat, a soft whimper escaping my lips.

"Shhh." He shushed me quietly, his eyes shooting up to look at me. I felt a blush warm on my cheeks. The whole rest of the way felt like ages. In reality, it was only about a twenty-minute ride. He was definitely a tease. His thumb rubbing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh and his hungry kisses flooding my senses. The whole rush of sensations was intoxicating in the best way.

When we were dropped off it was almost a mad dash to my apartment. Bumping into walls as we kissed passionately all the way to my door. I felt my back slam into the door as he pushed me up against the hardwood. His lips explored my neck down to my chest before he turned me around so I could unlock the door. He gripped the fabric of my dress tightly as he pushed his core against me. I fumbled for the keys, quickly unlocking the door. We rushed inside, stumbling to the bedroom. Clothes were thrown recklessly to the floor. It was almost as if we couldn't wait to get to the bedroom. We ended up settling for the living room.

I pushed him to the couch, and he looked up at me, almost in awe. Another blush warmed my cheeks before I straddled his lap. I instantly entangled my fingers into his hair, pulling him into a deep, messy kiss. His hands found their way to my hips, pulling them back and forth. Our cores rubbing against one another, our bodies moving together, sent chills down my spine. My lips began to wander, making their way down his neck...down his chest...down his torso to just above the brim of the boxers he had on. I re-positioned myself in front of him, kneeling in between his legs. A rush of emotions filled my body. Excitement. Anticipation. Lust.

I placed messy, hungry kisses along his hardened member through the fabric of his boxers. He let out a small groan, slightly bucking his hips up. This caused a grin to appear on my face. I saw the sexual frustration on his face, and it made the moment even more exciting. I slowly pulled down his boxers and pulled them off before throwing them aside. The next few minutes were pure lust and pleasure. His hands filled with my hair, gripping tightly as I explored his member with my mouth. His soft moans only made the moment even sweeter.

After a couple of minutes he eagerly grabbed me and guided me to lay on the couch. He quickly found his pants, dug in the pocket, and grabbed a condom. I watched him anxiously as he put it on and then rushed over to the couch once again. He removed my underwear, throwing them in any direction he could. He lined himself up, but before he moved any more his eyes wandered my body.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful Y/N." He said in a softer tone. I felt my cheeks warm into another small blush. That comment was unexpected, but it only made me want him more. He looked at me, almost as if asking for approval to start. I nodded and he began to inch his way into me. It took a second for my body to adjust, but I melted into him. He started slow, but soon continued to steadily increase his pace. A symphony of moans filled the room as we moved with each other, almost as one cohesive unit. We held eye contact as we both reached our peak together. It was pure ecstasy.

When we were finished, he laid me down on the couch and covered me with the throw blanket I always kept there. He placed a soft kiss on my forehead before going to dispose of the condom and start getting redressed. A part of me longed for his touch again. I snuggled into the couch, watching him intently.

"Johnny?" I let out a small whisper. I was too tired from the events of that night to speak very loud. Besides, it was just the two of us. I didn't need to be loud.

"Yes Y/N?" He asked as he began to put his pants back on.

"Stay." I don't know what compelled me to say that. Maybe I wasn't ready to let go. Maybe I just wanted to be with his company. Maybe a part of me knew once he left this whole night would become a distant memory. No matter the reason, he obliged and stayed. I held the blanket up, motioning for him to come join me. He laid beside me and wrapped his arms around me. I melted into his touch and faded into sleep. From that moment on, the dynamic between Johnny and I would never be the same.

After that, Johnny found his way into my bed more and more often. We hadn't put a label on anything. Our nights were filled with sex, lust, and passion. Usually he would be gone in the mornings, but sometimes he would stay for a cup of coffee. The one constant was that no one was to know. We agreed at the time that it would complicate our friend group dynamic. But, as time went on it was getting harder to keep this secret.

That brings us to the present day, I am getting ready for dinner with Johnny and a few of our mutual friends. Let's see how this goes.