What are you waiting for?

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I woke up in the same old room at castle Bam that I used to stay in.

The memories of what had been happening with me and Bam going through my head. Old memories not helping as they flooded my mind as well.

"Why do things have to be so complicated..." I murmured and rolled over. Squishing my face on the pillow.

I sighed heavily and decided to take a shower.

"Shit. Where's my stuff?" I grumbled and walked downstairs.
Seeing a few of the guys on the couch, I said a mental 'thank you'

"Ugh guys... where is all my stuff? Like my suitcases and everything?"

"We put them in room. There under the bed." Said wee-man.

I nodded and went to go find my things. Apparently they weren't that far from me after all.
I grumbled and looked down at my feet while I walked.
Being the clumsy fucker that I am, I ran into a chest just outside my door.

"Bam? What are you doing outside of the guest room?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest and got a cold chill.

"I was looking for you..?" He said more as a question.
I was highly skeptical.

"Me? Why?" I raised my eyebrow tintevelly.

"I...I thought we should talk?" His hand moved to the back of his neck.
Flexing his arms, showing the small veins under his skin.

I pressed my thighs together without meaning to, and I'm sure Bam took notice.

He raised his right eyebrow after looking down at my clenched thighs. No doubt for sure noticing them, and the way they clenched.

He knew I only did this on certain accasions, or known as 'sexual frustration'.
I sighed and tried to walk around him trying to go back to the room, grab my shit and take the much needed showier I deserved.

However, Bam apparently had another idea.
He followed me into the room and closed the door.
"Really? We're doing this now? Can I at least fucking shower first?"
I assed irritated.

What can I say? I hadn't had my morning coffee yet.
But that also wasn't helping with my clouded thoughts.

"We need to talk. We can do it in the shower if you'd prefer?" He smirked and I scoffed.
"As if.." I said and walked away.

"I meant that I could stay in the bathroom with you while you were in the shower and you and me can talk."
He paused and then continued, "although we could shower together if you prefer." He chuckled at my annoyed expression.
He knew he was getting under my skin.

"No" I stated simply. Wishing the conversation would end here and never be picked up again, but also knowing that this wasn't going to end that easily.

My mind was clouded, my body felt dirty, and I just wanted to be left alone. But that was surely not happening any time soon.

In all honestly, I just wanted to move on.

May be harsh, may be cruel, but that was what my life has become the past few months.
It's what I had become.

"I have things to do later. Now is the best time to talk, and you know we need to talk" he said still following me into the bathroom now after I had gotten some clothes out of my suit case.

"We talked enough in that stupid closet. I have nothing more to say to you."  I grumbled.
Thinking of house got the running water should be by now.

"Well, I still have things to say. So if you don't wanna talk then just listen"
He said

I quickly got into the bathroom trying to shut the door in his face, but his foot stopped me.

I shook my head and sighed.
"We have to talk about this. Just let me get this over with" he closed the bathroom door behind him after walking in the bathroom with me.

The dead glare clear on my face, and being turned to him.

"I have to get naked now, so if you wouldn't mind, this can wait til later"

"Oh please, it isn't like I haven't seen every inch of your body before."

I rolled my eyes and figured I'd play his stupid little game.

"Fine. Be that way" I said throwing off my shirt and hoodie and pulling my pants down my legs quickly.

"You still have the nicest ass I've ever seen" Bam murmured.
More than likely not realizing he said it out loud.

I rolled my eyes and sighed again for what seemed like the millions time that morning. My mood definatly not picking up any time soon.
"Shut up. I have a shower to take, and you obviously have things to do." I paused to look at him.

"So go do them." I stated lastly pushing him towards the door before taking off my lace thong and matching bra and stepping into the shower.

The water feeling amazing cascading down my back. Almost seeming like some kind of trance.

That is until I lolled over at Bam watching me.

"Staring isn't polite." I said rudely. Not really caring about my attitude.
Why should I?

I smirked then. "But then again, neither are you" I said.

Seeing no change in his facial expression.
I turned around and grabbed my old shampoo bottle that miraculously still happens to be there. Not paying anymore attention to the dickhead watching me from over near the counter.

Shampooing my hair seemed to be the least of my worries once I heard the shower door open and saw a naked Bam stepping into the shower with me.
With a hard on I might add.

"Bam what the fucking hell are you do-" I was silenced quickly with Bam's lips on my own. Feeling his cock on the inside of my thigh, my back pushed to the shower walk, and as one of Bam's hands roamed my naked chest, the other held my thigh up to his hip.

Making his erection press against my core harder.

A moan escapes my lips and I mentally curse at myself.

I want to scream, I want to push him away and tell him to get out, but I seem at loss for words all of a sudden.

Loathing myself for a quick second as my hands subconsciously glide through his now wet hair.

"God baby, you drive me so nuts."
He said before kissing me again, but quickly pulling back to whisper in my ear.
"I just wanna fuck you in that tight little pussy of yours until you can't take it anymore." And I melted under his touch. Feeling compleatly stupid for not pushing him away, but knowing that now, I couldn't.

And as the words I never meant to say left my lips, I knew talking wasn't what was about to happen to me or Bam.

I knew that I wasn't talking with my heart then, but my brain was taking over for me.

"Then what are you waiting for?...." I whispered into his ear and at that moment, all I had tried to push him away for, became what reality once again.

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