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In Need For A Hug

Pairing: Hook x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,457

Summary: When Hook looses his FTW Title, he becomes distant from you, but after nights of being alone, he finally comes back to you.

A/N: Tbh I'm not really into AEW that much anymore. BUT, I'll try to keep writing for it. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

"1, 2, 3!"

*Ding, Ding, Ding*

He lost.

Hook just lost his title.

Boos erupted around the arena as Powerhouse Hobbs snatched the title out of Bryce's hands. He quickly left the ring and retreated up the ramp with his team, the Don Callis Family.

They just helped him win and Hook was pissed. Pissed at the fact he let them get away with it. He was ready, he knew they would come out eventually, but he was so focused on Don that he didn't see Hobbs from behind.

After laying on the mat for almost 3 minutes fans cheered for Hook as he slowly got up. He had his classic blank look on his face, but if you looked really deeply into his eyes, you'll see the hurt he's feeling.

Hook walked out the ring and backstage, ignoring the calls of his Dad who left the commentary table. "Hook! Son, come here!" He still ignored him, walking forward to his locker room.

You sat on the couch, mouth open in shock. Hook was just telling you how ready he was to fight more than one person, but he was clearly distracted and that caused him to lose.

The door practically busted open as Hook instantly went to his duffel bag to get some sweats before heading for the shower, but you stopped him with the call of his name. "Hook? He paused as he lifted a shirt, turning to look at you.

"Are you okay? I know you must be feeling very-" You stopped talking when he walked away, closing and locking the bathroom door. You sat back down on the couch and then the sound of the shower coming on made you let out a sigh.

He really was upset.

About 10 minutes later a couple of small knocks hit the door. You got up and opened it, seeing Taz standing there with his signature shades on. "Hey there, kid. You talk to Hook?"

You sadly shook your head at his question. "No. He ignored me and went to the bathroom to wash up." Taz nodded his head, looking near the bathroom door and that's when he saw Hook standing there dressed in some black sweats and a HOOK shirt.

"Aye, you okay? I know title loss can be a hard thing, but you'll get it back. Trust." Hook scoffed under his breath. He didn't want to get it back, he should've never lost it in the first place.

"I'm tired." He uttered out, grabbing his duffel bag and walking out the room, bumping into you and his father. You both watched him as he walked down the hall and through the parking lot door.

Your hands fell on your thighs as you let out a loud breath. "Well, he's tired. I'll see you next week, Taz." You said, giving him a smile and walking to the parking lot.

You went to the car and Hook was already in, sitting in the passenger's seat, his bag already in the backseat. "You got everything?" You asked as you started the car. You got nothing, but silence.

“Alright, I guess so." You muttered to yourself, pulling out and getting on the road.

The whole 20 minute drive was sort of awkward. Every time you tried to talk to him you would get a silent response or even a side eye.

You would say, 'Okay' or. 'Anyways' to break off the awkward silence, but it didn't work. There was no music being played, not talking, not even a touch, just the sounds of the outside world.

It would've been peaceful if the tension wasn't so thick.

23 minutes later, you were pulling into the driveway of your shared house. Instead of going to a hotel and having to get up to drive home, you decided to come home to save sleep time, gas, and your time.

Hook opened the door and grabbed his bags and made a b-like for the bedroom. You sighed and got out of the car. This was gonna be a long night.

A long night it was. Hook didn’t say ‘goodnight,’ he didn’t give you a kiss, nor did he cuddle you to sleep like he always does. You felt empty. Lonely without his touch and that’s how it went on for the rest of the week.

Before you could wake up Hook was already out of bed and into the gym. You know why he’s up so early, but sometimes you want him to still stay in bed with you, hold you for a while, but he’s so focused on getting that belt back that it’s taking over his mind.

This morning was like no other. You were in the kitchen, making your cup of coffee when the sound of the front door opened. You looked and saw Hook walking in, sweaty, his shorts clinging onto his legs.

“Oh, good thing you’re here, the sink has been acting up since last night. I think something’s wrong.” You announced your worries, but Hook ignored you as he kept walking to the bedroom

“Hook.” You called, following him.

You forgot about the sink issue and when you went to use it this morning water sprayed EVERYWHERE, and you were pissed. That’s when you knew it needed to be fixed.

“Hook. I’m talking to you!” You called once more as he reached the bathroom. “Stop ignoring me!” You said and Hook quickly whipped around. “Shut up and get out my face.”

You felt your body freeze as he said that. The way he sounded. He’s never sounded this rude before and especially not to you.

Before you could have time to process what he said, the door was harshly slammed in your face, making you jump.

You could feel your eyes water up, but you quickly wiped your eyes, quickly searching for a hoodie and sweatpants before rushing out the door, car keys in hand.

You slammed the door and hopped into your car before driving off to your friends house.

You couldn’t believe he raised his voice after you.

After 3 hours of staying away from home you decided to come back. It was now in the afternoon and you opened the door. The house was cold and quiet. Hook wasn’t here. He must’ve walked somewhere.

You turned on the heat and went to the kitchen to find something to make for dinner. You smiled when you thought of a recipe and got to work, pulling out the ingredients.

Soft music played in the kitchen as you were in the middle of cutting up peppers, and then the door opened.

This time, you didn’t acknowledge that he was here, you just continued to stare at the bell peppers and cutting board.

You could hear the sound of his footsteps getting closer over the music and in your peripheral vision, see his black hoodie moving closer to you.

A second of silence passed and then you felt his arms wrapping around your waist. You froze mid-cut, letting him pull you into his chest. His head nuzzled in the nape of your neck, him breathing in your comforting scent.

You didn’t want to give into his touch, still mad at him, but you couldn’t resist. You melted into him, dropping the knife and pepper, head leaning back. You both just stood there, eyes closed, taking in this peaceful moment with the soft music contributing.

Y’all swayed side to side for 5 minutes before pulling away. You turned around seeing his face. He looked exhausted.

“I’m sorry.” He said. The first words he’s actually said to you in days. “No, I’m sorry. You just wanted to take a shower and I kept nagging and I-'' Hook shushed you, putting a finger over your mouth.

“Why’re you apologizing? I’m the one who yelled at you, I’m the one who slammed a door in your face, I’m the one who’s been mean and neglectful to you all week, all because I lost a stupid belt. I should be the one apologizing to you.”

You smiled at his confession, hugging him again. “It’s okay, just please don’t act like this again. You don’t need the FTW belt, I think you should go for something bigger, better y’know?” Even though you couldn’t see him, he nodded his head, agreeing with you.

He held you very tightly to his chest. You tried to pull back to continue cooking, but it was clear that he didn’t want to let go. “In need for a hug or something?” You teased him slightly. Hook muttered something and pushed your head farther into his chest.

Dinner could wait.

For now, you two stood there, hugging it out while a song by Lana Del Rey began to play.

#hook aew #aew hook #hook aew imagine #aew hook imagine #aew hook x reader #730 hook #aew fluff #wrestling fluff

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aalyssah · 8 days

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Special Night

Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,123

Summary: It's WrestleMania night and after a small pep talk before his match he goes out and wins, but he doesn’t finish his story until he pops the big question.

A/N: I got some people who asked me to write for Cody after winning the belt at WrestleMania, so here it is. Hope You Enjoy!

April 7, 2024 marked WrestleMania night 2 which meant the match all waited for was to come.

Roman Reigns vs. Cody Rhodes.

Everyone's eager to see Cody finish his story, but some don't want to see him win and want Roman to continue his long streak.

You could tell this match was eating him up.

Throughout the whole show, seeing Damian cash-in his briefcase to win Drew's title, and Sami beating Gunther for the Intercontinental title, Cody was pacing in circles and back and forth around the locker room.

He was thinking about strategies to win and how he would react when Solo or Jimmy came down to the ring to help their Tribal Chief, but little did you know, that wasn't the only thing he was stressing about.

You gave three sharp knocks on the door before opening up with a bottle of water in your hand. "Baby? You doing okay?" You asked him, walking over to his form.

Your hands ran across his shoulder, massaging his tense muscles. Cody groaned slightly, nodding his head. "Yeah, just thinking about everything. I really wanna finish this story.”

You smiled at him, turning him around so he could look at you. “You will, and if you don't then maybe next time. I know you're not gonna give up." Cody nodded his head, knowing you were 100% right.

"You're right, but this is my 3rd attempt at trying to beat Roman. Don't you think maybe I should stop and go for someone lower like Damian or Sami?"

Your eyebrows furrowed as you slapped his chest. "Cody Rhodes, don't you ever say that! You're worth it enough to go and be able to fight Roman Reigns for his title. Triple H chose you for a reason, the fans chose you for a reason, I'm with you for a reason. I'm your girlfriend and I'll always be here for you, no matter if you win or lose tonight."

Your mini speech brought a smile to Cody's face as he pulled you in for a hug. He placed kisses to the nape of your neck. "Thank you for believing in me. You don't know how much your words mean to me." You smiled, pulling back and kissing his lips.

The sweet moment was interrupted when a couple of knocks came to the door. Cody walked to the door and opened it. "You're on in 5." A staff member informed him.

He nodded his head and looked back at you. You gave him a little thumbs up and ushered him out near the entrance.

You sat backstage hoping and praying that he'll win if not come close.

The match was good, real good, but when Cody got that 3 count, you could hear yelling all the way in the catering. The fans were just as loud as you, jumping and yelling in joy.

“HE'S DONE IT, CODY HAD FINISHED HIS STORY!" Michael Cole yelled into his commentator microphone. Pat McAfee got up on the announcement table and cheered for Cody.

Everyone was so happy and you couldn't be any happier. Tears threatened to fall from your eyes, but you made sure to wipe them so your mascara and eyeliner wouldn't smudge.

After Cody did a mini celebration with the fans you got up, grabbing the water bottle and a towel, ready for him to come backstage, but instead, he stuck around, going near Samantha and getting a microphone.

“Hold up. Hold up." Cody said as he got back in the ring. "I'm not done yet." He said. "First, I wanna say thank you to all who have supported me through this and if it wasn't for you guys, I wouldn't be holding this title right now." Cody said, holding the title up high, making the fans cheer.

“But, it's not just y'all who have put me in this spot, but my lovely girlfriend, Y/n." The fans cheered once more at the mention of your name.

You're not a wrestler, but you have been a valet to other popular wrestlers, but the most popular is Cody and ever since y'all started dating 3 years ago, the popularity grew even more.

“And Y/n, I would love it if you would come out for a moment." You looked confused backstage, but nonetheless, you made your way out to the arena still having a look of confusion.

Cody never said anything about inviting you out near the fans. Like the gentleman Cody is, he held the rope for you and helped you inside the ring.

You wore a beautiful black dress, your favorite jewelry, and little kitten heels.

You made sure to dress up for him on such an important night, but now you're glad you did since you're out with the fans and being filmed in front of millions.

“Y/n." Cody called, grabbing your hand. "I love you so much, and-" Cody paused, setting the microphone down, and pulling a velvet box out his tights. He opened it up before grabbing the microphone again.

“You've been by my side for 3 almost 4 years now. We've been through thick and thin, you've been there for me no matter what company I'm in, the outcome of my matches, you're just always there. Now, you're here for me on WrestleMania night. The night where I won the title I've fought so hard for and every other attempts I've failed, but you're the only reason why I haven't gave up, you're the reason why I'm standing in this ring, telling you this and this story is NOT finished without you becoming my wife and soon a mother to our future kids if you choose to want some, so would you make me the happiest man in WWE history, and marry me?"

The tears that you held in backstage finally fell as you took your hand from his hold, covering your face. Cody smiled, tears in his own eyes.

As you wiped your eyes and cleared your throat you took the microphone out his hand.

“Y-yes! Yes I will!"

The area popped at your answer. Fans yelled, cheered, and some even cried. With shaky hands, Cody slipped the beautiful diamond ring on your finger and you instantly grabbed him up for a kiss.

Wrestlers backstage cheered as well, they were all happy for you two. Even Roman was despite losing his title to him.

You two pulled back from the kiss, you bending down and taking the microphone from the floor.

"Thank you WWE Universe for bringing this man to me!" They cheered once more as you and Cody left to go backstage to celebrate this new engagement.

This was such a special night to him and not because he won the title.

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aalyssah · 11 days

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Bloodline Members When Pregnant Wife Has Midnight Cravings

Characters: Roman Reigns, Jimmy Uso, Jey Uso, Solo Sikoa. x Fem!Reader.

Word Count: 2,497

A/N: When I thought about this I instantly knew I wanted to write it for the Bloodline. And I'm never gonna stop writing for this type of Bloodline. Freak whatever it is now. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

Roman Reigns:

You woke up to nothing, but silence and darkness.

You let out a little groan, turning your head to the side to your nightstand to see it was 2:10 AM. All of a sudden through the silence your stomach growled.

Your face twisted up, your 6 month baby kicking, begging for food. You turned your head to the side again and saw Roman peacefully sleeping with his hand on your stomach.

You desperately wanted something to eat to help you and your baby before going back to sleep, but Roman was sleeping and you don't wanna wake him up.

After he main evented WrestleMania and lost his title after 1,300 days, you wanted nothing more, but for him to sleep after all the hard work he has done.

You looked around the room. The TV was on Netflix asking 'Are You Still Watching?' maybe if you turned on a random show he wouldn't hear you leaving the room. You searched for the remote and found it underneath the blanket before turning on something random.

You carefully slid his arm off your bump and slowly made your way up and out of bed. Little breathes and grunts were heard in the room as you pushed yourself up and when you did, you cheered, before hopping up.

Your feet hit the wood floor and pattered all the way downstairs and to the kitchen. You were very careful going down the steps, holding onto the railing for dear life.

You shouldn't even be going there with no help anyways, but what Roman doesn’t know won't hurt him. He's been super overprotective when it comes to you and the baby, practically doing everything for you, so you won't have to lift a toe.

You made it to the kitchen, walking around and opening up cabinets to see what snack would reel you in and a cabinet later, Cool Ranch Doritos caught your eyes. You grabbed them, slowly opening the bag so you wouldn't make much noise.

You didn't really turn up the volume on the TV that loud, so it was all to you to be stealthy.

Once you got them open you did a little celebration dance. You took a chip out and took a bite. You let out a moan as the seasoning hit your tongue. This is just what you needed at 2:20 in the morning

You picked up another chip and as soon as you were about to put it in your mouth, the clearing of a throat caught you. You jumped, dropping the chip and whipping around only to see your husband.

He stood there, arms crossed over his chest with a disapproving look. "What do you think you're doing out of bed?" He asked, making his way around the island. You looked up at him, batting your eyelashes to seem innocent. "The baby was hungry, so I came down for a mid snack."

Roman took a small breath. He wasn't mad at you, he couldn't be, but the thought of you going down the steps with no help made him worried.

"Okay, but why didn't you wake me up? I could’ve gotten you something." You avoided his eyes, looking down at the bag. "I wanted you to rest. You've been working so hard and I didn't want to make you get up."

Roman sighed, grabbing the bag and putting them on the counter before his hands circled around your waist, pulling you close. "Baby, I don't care how long I've worked, wake me up. You know how I feel about you going down them steps without any help."

You nodded your head, letting Roman guide you back near the steps, but you stopped him. "Wait!" He paused. "Can you get the chips?" Roman chuckled as he got your bag of chips and helped you up the steps.

Now, his next mission is to make your nightstand a snack drawer and put a mini fridge nearby so you can have everything you need and want without getting up.

Jimmy Uso:

The sound of your stomach growling woke you up. It was loud and hurting as your baby kicked and moved for food.

You were about 7 months pregnant and your cravings have been getting weirder and weirder each month. Last month you wanted pickles and pancakes and the month before that you were obsessed with toast with ranch.

Yeah, nasty, but you were enjoying it. But tonight was simple. You yearned for a Burger King wrap.

You looked over at your husband who was sleeping on his back, his mouth open as he breathed in and out. He looked so relaxed.

"Jimmy." You called out quietly, but he didn't move. "Jimmy." You tried once more, but still he didn't wake up. You began shaking his body, repeatedly calling his name. "Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, Baby, wake up. I'm hungry."

Jimmy finally woke up. "W-what?" He groggily asked, rubbing sleep out his eyes. "I'm hungry." He looked at you and then the clock. "Really? It's 4 in the morning!" He groaned out.

He knew he would get up either way, but wanted you to know what time it was that you got him leaving the house for something to eat. "Please, Jim! I'm really craving a Burger King wrap." Jimmy shook his head in shame as he got up and slipped on some sweatpants and his Nike slides.

“That's all you want? A wrap?" You cheered, sitting up. "Yes please, and some pink lemonade!" And with your order, Jimmy left going to his car and driving all the way to Burger King. He decided to go inside since nearly every time he ordered at the drive thru, they got something wrong.

As he opened the door he caught the eye of an old friend. "Kofi, is that you?!" Kofi turned around and saw Jimmy, a smile coming to both of their faces. "Aye, man, what'chu doing here at 4 AM?" Kofi asked as Jimmy remembered. "Y/n's cravings again. She wants a chicken wrap." Kofi chuckled. "Sounds like her. Anyways, how has WrestleMaina treated you?"

As the two began to talk about WWE, Jimmy forgot what he was even in there for until his stomach growled. "Oh, I'm a little hungry. I'll talk to you some other time, Uce." Jimmy said to Kofi as he went up to order something. He got him a burger before getting back in the car and going home.

He opened the door and was instantly met with you standing there with a smile on your face. "Food!" You cheered, your hands out, but that made Jimmy freeze.

Your food.

That's what he was supposed to be getting.

Your smile dropped as you saw there was one bag and no drink. "Where's my food?" You quietly asked him as Jimmy still stood there.

He was very careful with his words as he broke the news to you. "Babe, I'm so sorry. I forgot-" Jimmy didn't even finish his sentence as your eyes teared up. You were really looking forward to a wrap and pink lemonade.

Jimmy put the bag down and pulled you into a hug. "No, no, please don't cry. I-I'll go get your food, just don't cry." Jimmy pleaded.

Curse your stupid hormones for making you feel this way over food.

“Please." You begged as Jimmy broke away. "Okay, stay here. It won't take long, I promise." Jimmy said, placing a kiss on your forehead and rushing back out to Burger King.

Like promised, it only took about 20 minutes and he was already back home, but when he didn't see you standing in the living room waiting for him, he thought you went to sleep, but when he walked through the hallway and turned the corner to your shared room, he saw you on the bed with HIS burger wrapper ball up.

You looked up at him with your mouth full of food, an apologetic look on your face. "Sorry, I was really starving."

Although Jimmy really wanted that burger, he couldn't be mad at you. He handed you your food and drink and watched as you happily ate.

Jey Uso:

"Jey?" Jey's eyes opened at the sound of his name being called. You sat above him, a hand on his chest. "Yeah?" He asked, looking at you.

You had this innocent look to which he knew you were about to ask for something. "The baby's hungry, can you get me something to eat?" Jey let out a sigh as he sat up, kicking his legs over the side of the bed. "What are you craving?" He asked.

You shrugged your shoulders not really feeling the need for a specific food. All you know is that you’re hungry . "I dunno? I just want something." Jey chuckled.

"Fast food or homemade?" You quickly answered. "Homemade." Jey nodded his head going to the kitchen and looking at what y’all had. He found some Ramen noodles, deciding to cook it for you. It was warm, a little salty, and something that will get you full.

He went back into the room with the bowl, bringing it to you. "Ramen for you." He didn't even get to put the bowl on the nightstand before you spoke. "Actually, I don't want that." Jey's brows furrowed. "Well, what do you want?" He asked, holding onto the bowl. "It doesn't matter, but not noodles." Jey took note and returned back to the kitchen.

He looked through the cabinets again and found bread. The thought of French toast came to mind. Instead of eating something salty you'll have something sweet.

He was quick to make that and came back to the room, a smile on his face. "Here's some French toast, baby." You took the plate, stabbing the toast with the fork he gave you and took a bite.

A moan of satisfaction came out of you as the sweet syrup hit your tongue. "Mm, this tastes so good!"

Jey nodded proudly, going to his side of the bed and not even 5 minutes later you were calling out his name. "Jey?" Jey looked at you to see a different look on your face. "Don't be mad, but I kinda don't want this either."

Jey closed his eyes, trying to control himself from getting upset. "So what do you want now?" You thought about it for a second before answering. "McDonalds?" Jey got up and put his crocs on. "The regular?" You nodded and Jey left.

He went all the way to McDonalds which was 10 minutes away and got your favorite thing and drink, but on his way home his phone dinged. As he reached a red light he quickly took a peek at the notification and saw a text from you.

'Change of plans, don't want McDonald's, feeling Burger King rn.'

Jey growled in slight anger. He just got the food and was halfway home, but now he has to turn around and go to Burger King. Even though he was a little mad he turned around and went to Burger King, getting your classic order.

Once again, he drove back home and opened the door, but you were already standing there, a small smile on your face. "Jey?" He silently pleaded you weren't gonna say what he thought you were.

"I actually want Dominos." And there it was. It took everything inside him to hold back the words he wanted to say.

He quietly left the house and got back into the car which scared you. You know he's tired and wants to get back in bed, but he's gonna keep going out until you get what you truly want.

He pulled up to dominos, but before he got out the car, his phone rang. He saw your name and quickly answered it. "What is it now?" You were silent for one second before telling him.

"I'm thinking about a chicken sandwich from Chick-Fil-A instead of pizza." He's tried. Jey had tried holding it in for so long, but this was his final straw.

Not only were you pissing him off, but you were stressing him out. You got him running all around to different fast food places only for you to call it off for a new one. He was kinda done.

"Are you serious, Y/n? I've driven to 3 different fast food places only for you to change your mind every time. I'm tired and want to go to bed, so please for the love of my Dad, make up your mind." As Jey finished his sentence it was quiet on the other end.

He didn't want to make you cry, but he was so tired and wanted to go back to sleep. "I'll eat what we already have." And with that, Jey hung up going back home.

When he got to the bedroom he saw you looking happy as you stuffed your face with food. He slid back in bed, finally going back to sleep.

Now you both were happy.

Solo Sikoa:

It was 1:00 in the morning when you woke up, craving something sweet, but salty. You called out your husband's name once and he rose up like Undertaker.

"Solo?" He was up, eyes locking onto your form. "Hm?" You hummed. "I really want something sweet and salty." You pouted, looking up at him through your lashes in hopes to somewhat seduce him to get out of bed and get your snack.

“What do you want? A snack or meal?" You shrugged your shoulders. "You choose for me, as long as it's-" Solo quickly joined in. "Sweet and salty, yeah, I know.” You both chuckled as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and put on his shoes.

It was only 5 AM. This is usually his normal time to wake up for the gym, but because of WrestleMania, he was granted 2 weeks off along with the rest of his family.

He didn't have a single problem with going out at any time of night to get you something you and the baby craved for and he made sure you knew that.

Solo locked up the house and outside on the sidewalk all the way to the corner store. It's a good workout and it only takes him about 10 minutes to get there.

Solo instantly went to the chip section and picked up a bag of caramel popcorn. It was sweet, salty, and crunchy, all to which you would love right now. He picked up a couple of bags along with a drink and went to the counter and paid for it.

He did a small jog back home and met you with your awaited treats. "Got you some caramel popcorn and your favorite." You cheered, clapping your hands before pulling him in for a kiss. "Thank you, thank you, baby!" Solo smiled as he watched you open the bag and pop one in your mouth.

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aalyssah · 17 days

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The Thought That Counts

Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,257

Summary: It's you and Dean's anniversary, but instead of you cooking, Dean tries to and let's just say it doesn't go as planned.

A/N: I didn't know who to write this for, but when I thought about the summary it screamed Dean to me. Btw, hope y’all enjoyed WrestleMaina! Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

You were so excited.

Tonight marks the night of you and Dean’s 3rd anniversary of being together and you’ve planned out everything the week prior.

Your plan was to call off work on this very special day, get a small gift for Dean, and then cook him his favorite meal, but that plan soon got thrown out the window when Dean woke you up with kisses to your face, telling you what he was gonna do for this day.

“I’m gonna cook you the best meal you’ll ever have tonight.” Dean whispered in your ear as he snuggled you closer to him.

You wanted to protest and argue that you’ll be the one cooking, but as you laid there in his warmth, the thought came to you.

Dean’s never cooked a decent meal for you, especially on your anniversary. Usually, he otps for takeout or meals cooked by his friends, but never by himself.

You smiled and snuggled up into him. “Okay, I’ll keep you up on that.” You said with a smile.

Now that you and Dean have had 2 anniversaries together you don’t need to keep much a secret on what you’re doing, but he is keeping it a secret on what he’s cooking and what he’s getting you.

So with that, you decided to go out with a friend and wait until the time you have to go back home to see what Dean has done for you.

“So what do you think Dean’s getting you for the big 3 year anniversary?” Your friend asked as she took a sip of her smoothie.

That question made you shrug your shoulders. “I don’t know? Last year he got me a purse that was almost over $400 and then the year before that he got me this beautiful matching necklace and bracelet set, so I don’t know what he can get to top those two gifts off.”

Dean has been an amazing boyfriend to you and he makes sure to show it by showering you with gifts. With you not being a wrestler, and making nowhere near the amount of money he does in a month, he loves to buy you many of your favorite things no matter the price.

“Well, we’ll see about it tonight!” She said. You looked down at the time seeing it was 6:46. Normally anniversary dinner is at 7:00 for you both. After making that a rule on your first anniversary, you’ve just gone with it.

“Well, imma get going. Gonna go change and see my man.” You and your friend said your goodbyes before you left off to change into a dress you heard Dean say would look pretty on you.

Even though that was 3 months ago, you remembered it and bought it for this special occasion.

You drove all the way home excited, mouth watered up for some cooking from Dean, and then maybe getting to eat something else afterwards.

You pulled into the garage, practically hopping out the car and running to the door.

Yeah, this is different from any other anniversary, but you and Dean decided to do something different this year instead of your traditional, ‘going out to eat at a fancy restaurant.’

You knocked on the door and Dean opened it. You gave him a big smile, but when you looked at his face, it was full of sadness.

“What? What’s wrong?” You asked him with a frown, and then you saw black smoke from behind him. Without thinking, you pushed him aside, rushing into the kitchen.

“Dean, what the hell happened?!” You yelled, rushing and opening the window. Black smoke was everywhere, filling up the kitchen and there were pots and pans full of nothing, but black.

And the bottom of the pots are red.

You couldn’t even tell what was in it until you attempted to stir it around, but even that was hard considering whatever was in there was stuck to the bottom of the pan.

“Ambrose, you better start telling me right now what happened. You could’ve burned the house down!” You were yelling and sort of weren't mad at that.

It smelt so burnt in the kitchen and Dean was just standing there looking lost. “I-I’m sorry.” He apologized, holding his head down.

You let out a sigh seeing how upset he looked. “Dean…” You trailed off, walking closer to him. You felt like a Mom trying to comfort her kid after yelling at them. “Dean, I’m sorry for yelling at you. This is just all so surprising.” You admitted, looking around.

Dean let out a dry chuckle, nodding his head. “Yeah, I could say that too.” He agreed. You looked at him curiously. “What happened?” You only asked once and that’s when he spilled the beans.

“Okay, I’ll tell you, but promise me you won’t laugh.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “I pinky promise. Now tell me!” Dean took a deep breath, rubbing his hands up and down his pants.

“I put the food in the oven and while it was cooking I decided to go shave because, y’know? It’s our anniversary night. So I was shaving down there and the electric razor nipped my balls and I started freaking out because it was bleeding a little, so without thinking about the food, I put some shorts on and rushed to the ER. I was only there for like 15 minutes and then I remembered that I had food in the oven, so I drove all the way back here and then the food was burnt. I tried fixing it by putting it back in, but it didn’t work. It only made it worse.”

You didn’t say anything after hearing his story, mouth hung open. What was there to say? This man just told you he cut his balls and rushed to the ER with food in the oven.

“Dean, how could you be so, so-” You didn’t finish your sentence, not knowing what to say. You’ve never met anyone so dumb like this. “Look, it’s our anniversary and I-”

Dean cut you off mid sentence.

“Wait, is that the dress I said you would look good in like 3-4 months ago?” You instantly smiled, playing with the dress. “Yeah, I bought it for this and- wait, you can’t change the subject like that!” You playfully scolded him, a laugh coming from him.

“Anyways, forget about it. Let’s just see if anything here is edible.” You said, getting up and going to the pots and pans on the stove. You used a nearby spoon and scraped at nothing, but black food.

“Can we eat it?” Dean asked from behind you, still sitting at the table. You worryingly turned towards him with an unsure look. “Uh, I don’t know about eating it.”

Dean huffed, shaking his head. “I’m so sorry I ruined dinner.” You put the spoon down and walked back to him, rubbing his shoulder. “Hey, it’s okay. At least you tried to cook. What do they say? It’s the thought that counts.” You reassured him, smiling.

Your eyes suddenly changed from gentle to slurry. “But I do know what we can eat.” You said, hand trailing down to his shorts.

Dean’s eyes grew wide and a smile came to his face.

In a quick second, you were swept off your feet, Dean kissing your lips. “We can order takeout later. And be gentle on my left ball.”

That night you two had the best anniversary of your lives and it wasn’t because of the food.

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aalyssah · 19 days

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Showing You

Pairing: Stu Macher x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,222

Summary: Stu overhears people talking about the possibilities of his best friend, Billy liking you and after many thoughts about it he decides to ask you about this insecurity.

A/N: Don't be mad at for the end. Btw sorry for the trash summary. I didn't know how to word it. Hope You Enjoy!

"Damn, look at Y/n!"

Those words caught Stu's attention. The mention of his girlfriend's name made his head snap to the side. He followed the person's gaze, seeing you and Billy at a circular lunch table, talking and eating.

You laughed at something he said, throwing your head back and hitting his shoulder playfully. At first Stu thought they were talking about your clothing choice.

You wore a low cut shirt, your breast practically spilling out of it, but then he kept listening to the conversation. "I know Billy's trying so hard not to look down." A girl joked.

“Shit, I wouldn't. Isn't she dating Stu? If I was Billy and Stu wasn't around I would steal his girl." Sadness took over Stu after hearing that.

He looked once more at his best friend and lover seeing Billy look deep in your eyes. A look so familiar that he's seen Billy look at Sidney with.

With a frown on his face, Stu walked back to the locker's, seeing his group of friends talking. Randy noticed him and greeted him. "Oh, what's up Stu! Why the long face?" Randy asked, all attention going to the sad Stu.

“Can y'all be honest with me? Do you think Billy likes Y/n?" His friend's face scrunched in confusion. Why would Billy like you? You're dating his best friend, almost brother.

“Y/n? Liking Billy? No way, man! She's totally in love with you!" Tatum said, earning nods of agreement from the group.

“Really? Cause I heard some people saying Billy likes her and the way he was looking at her says otherwise." Now that made everyone stop and think about it.

Recently they've been noticing Billy's puppy look staring at you, laughing at your terrible jokes. It was like he was with Sidney all over again.

“Well-" Stu quickly cut Randy off. "Well?! Well what?!" His scared voice rang around the halls. The group saw how worried Stu looked and couldn't help, but feel bad and decided not to put anything in his head.

“Look, don't talk to us about this. Talk to Y/n. I'm sure she'll tell you everything if you just ask." Stu closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

They were right.

Maybe this was just a misunderstanding and he was looking too deep into things. Maybe you and Billy are just really good friends. He is the reason you and Stu met, and soon began dating.

He kept telling himself all the 'maybe answers' in hope of not thinking the worst until he got his true answer.

After school you and Stu walked home together, hand in hand, talking about your day. "Oh yeah and Mrs. Applebottoms called me out today during history class. I was so pissed, I wanted to strangle her right there!" You ranted to Stu.

Usually he would rant as well, but tonight he's been silent. You looked over at him seeing him looking lost, just staring ahead of him.

“Stu?"

Stu snapped out his little trance, looking at you with a smile. "Yeah? I'm okay!" He said, knowing you would ask what's wrong with him.

You two walked in silence for the next 3 minutes before you reached your house. Stu let go of your hand, ready to give you a kiss and hug and part ways, but you asked him a question.

“Wanna stay with me tonight? My Mom and Dad aren't home, away for their anniversary." A smirk came to Stu's face as he nodded his head. "That means scary movie marathon!" You let out an annoyed huff, rolling your eyes, but that only made Stu smile because he knew you loved it.

You two went inside and up to your bedroom, changing into something comfy before going downstairs and getting a movie ready. "You choose the movie, I'll pop the popcorn." You said going to the kitchen.

While you got the snacks ready Stu flipped through movies, trying to choose a good one even though he's most likely seen every one.

He ended up choosing one and that’s how you good yourselves eating popcorn while your back against Stu’s chest.

It was a comfortable silence as you two watched the movie. Surprisingly, Stu found one that you both hadn’t seen so it made the experience even better.

When a funny part of the movie came on you and Stu began laughing, making you throw your head back against his shoulder and wipe a tear away from your eye.

“Oh boy, Billy would love to see that!”

And there it was.

You just ruined the moment for Stu. Why did you have to mention his best friend’s name while you two were doing something he loved?

For a good portion of the movie he was quiet, deep in thought of everything.

Maybe the random people who were talking about you and Billy during lunch were right.

Maybe his own group of friends were right.

Maybe Billy liked you, maybe you liked Billy, he didn’t know, but what he wanted to know was if you truly loved him like you said you do.

You realized Stu was real quiet and when you looked up at him you noticed his face was still. He was staring off into space, thinking about something.

“Stu? You okay?” You asked him, snapping him out of his trance. Now that he had your attention he decided to ask you the question that’s been on his mind all day.

“Do you like Billy?” Your face twisted up in confusion. Where was this coming from? Just so out of the blue he asks you this?

You quickly reach for the remote control on the coffee table and paused the movie. “What? Why would I like Billy when I’m with you?” You asked him, turning around to fully face him.

Stu avoided your eyes, looking down at his lap. “I’ve heard people talking about the two of you. They were saying how sweetly Billy looks at you and how they don’t know how Billy hasn’t jumped on you yet, and it’s got me thinking just maybe-”

Stu didn’t get to finish his sentence because you cut him off at— “Maybe?! Why maybe? Why are you even thinking like that? Don’t listen to ‘people,’ they're just idiots who want to instigate things between a group of friends.” You practically yelled, feeling anger take over you.

Of course people were gonna gossip, but the fact that it has Stu questioning your relationship is what’s making you mad.

“Okay, yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, I’ve just been thinking about what they said and seeing you and Billy so close just…” Stu stopped talking when he realized he was rambling on air.

You gently cupped his cheeks with both of your hands, pulling him in for a soft kiss. “Stu, baby, I love you. Not Billy, not Randy, nobody else, but you. Please don’t let things people say get to you.”

Stu nodded his head, trying to pull you in for another kiss, but you pulled back, slithering down in between his legs.

He looked down at you with wide eyes, seeing you spread his legs apart and reach for the ties of his sweatpants. “Y-Y/n, what are you doing?” He muttered, pink lighting up his face.

“Showing you how much I love you.”

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aalyssah · 23 days

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A Long Day

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff/Smut. Aftercare, Cockwarming, Cursing, Hickeys, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,241

Summary: Seth comes home after midnight and sees you looking so good in the bed and decides to spoon you after such a long day at the arena.

A/N: Been a min since I wrote a Seth fic! Hope You Enjoy!

Ever since 5 in the morning Seth has left home. He first woke up to go to the gym with Cody and then after he went to the arena to talk about his upcoming WrestleMania match.

You understood that and didn't argue or feel mad about it, but what you were mad about was the fact he still wasn't home.

It is now 10:30 and he has yet to call or text you, and you don't want to worry him, so until then you'll be waiting.

You sat in the living room, watching a random movie when you felt your eyes begin to slowly close. You jumped up, shaking your head in an attempt to stay awake, but not even 5 minutes later and you were asleep on the couch.

The cool air brushed against your skin, with you only wearing Seth's 2014 Shield shirt and a pair of panties underneath. The TV kept playing the movie as you slept, last seeing the time. 10:56.

About 2 hours later Seth finally came in, slowly unlocking the door, making sure not to wake you up in the bedroom, but when he walked in he saw the living room TV on Netflix saying, 'Are You Still Watching?'

He took a peak over the couch and there you were, sleep on your side. He smiled after seeing that, going to put his bags down in the closet before walking back to you.

He turned the TV off and carefully picked you up and guided you to the bed. As he laid you down under the covers, 'your' shirt slipped up, revealing what you had on underneath.

Seth lowly groaned at the sight, trying to ignore it and get you comfortable. When he did he retreated back to the bathroom to change into something comfy and joined you in the bed.

He sat behind you, grabbing you and pulling you against his chest. You sighed as his head nuzzled in your neck, taking in your familiar scent.

Unknowingly, his hips began to grind against your ass, erecting his cock slightly. It was until he felt his tip painfully rub on his shorts that he hissed.

He looked down under the covers and saw how hard you had gotten. "No, no, this isn't the time!" He said quickly, trying to stop himself from getting any more harder, but that didn't work.

He wanted you to rest. He wanted you to rest because he knew you were waiting for him until you couldn't no more.

But something inside him was wanting him to slip his cock inside you. Not even fuck you, just to feel you around him, so that's exactly what he was gonna do.

He rocked you side to side, shaking your shoulder gently. "Baby? Babe? Wake up for a second." You whined as you turned your head towards his direction. "Seth? You're home." You groggily let out, wanting to kiss him, but your body was too weak after just waking up.

His hands rubbed up and down your side as he whispered in your ear. "I'm feeling really horny. Can I just slip it in? Y'know, you cockwarm me for the night?" You hummed, nodding your head not really caring.

You trusted Seth with your life and the sex is amazing. He slowly pulled your panties down to your feet and took his shorts and underwear off, leaving it somewhere under the covers.

He jerked himself off a little, slapping himself against your ass a couple of times before slipping inside you.

He bit his lip to hold back the groans, not wanting to annoy you, but he smiled when he heard your small moan.

Seth kissed your neck a couple of times as his way of silently saying thank you. You both laid there, your cunt clenching around him every now and then, earning a groan from him.

Every little move you made in your sleep, every move he made forced a wave of pleasure to shiver through his body.

To distract himself, he was sucking hickeys into your neck, covering your pretty skin in reddish marks, but that wasn't working.

While you were enjoying the feeling of him in you just sitting there, Seth was going through it behind you.

He was fighting not to thrust up, he was fighting the urge to cum in you, he was fighting demons back there and it was only a matter of time until he couldn't hold back anymore.

That time being 2 minutes.

And Seth made sure to let you know. "Fuck, babe, I can't this anymore— you feel so good around me, I need to fuck you. I'll do all the work, just please." He begged, a small smile coming to your pretty face.

“Go on, not too rough though." You warned and Seth placed a kiss on the bruises he made. "Thank you, thank you so much!" He thanked you, already lifting your leg up slightly and sliding down at a certain angle under the sheets.

One simple thrust and it woke you up, a gasp falling from your lips. The way his cock hit deep inside you made your eyes grow big. Seth pathetically whined, his hips automatically moving on its own.

His eyes were closed, mouth open ajar as nothing, but shallow moans came out. "Shit, feel so good." He grumbled in your ear, quickening his pace.

He hasn't seen you for more than hours than he could count on two hands and hasn't fucked you in almost two weeks, so this felt extra good. His balls lightly slapped your clit only added an extra amount of pleasure to the mix.

Your hands gripped the bedsheets, almost tearing a hole through it, but it was soon replaced with Seth's sweaty hand as he intertwined them together.

Your head was lolled against his shoulder, Seth taking the opportunity to lean down and kiss you, with nothing, but tongue.

He pulled back, the hand he had locked with yours now going under 'your' shirt and playing with your nipples. If there was one thing Seth knew about you it's that you loved getting your nipples played with when getting fucked softly.

“Yes, yes, please keep fucking me, don't stop." You pleaded, trying to help by pushing against him to deepen the thrusts. That made Seth chuckled as both of his hands grabbed your hips, pulling you harshly against him as he thrusted hard to meet you.

You moaned loudly, drool spilling from your lips. "I'm gonna cum, baby. You want it inside or..." Seth asked, head thrown back in pleasure.

He's so close, but you haven't given him an answer yet. "Baby!" He yelled, trying to get your attention, but he still got no answer. “Y/n, I'm fuckin' cumming." He warned and you finally answered.

“Do it, do it inside me."

At those words Seth let out the most needy moan you've ever heard, as he buried himself deep inside you before cumming.

You came with him, clenching hard around him, both of you moaning in sync at the wonderful feeling.

It was quiet in the room as you and Seth caught your breaths. Seth got up and took care of you, getting a warm rag to wipe you clean before getting back in bed with you and going to sleep for real.

After a long day of working hard, spooning is the best way to end the night.

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aalyssah · 25 days

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You’re Worth It

Pairing: Jey Uso x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Fingering, Fluff, Missionary, Oral (Reader Receiving ) Praise, Reassurance, Soft!Jey, Soft Sex, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,326

Summary: After loosing at Elimination Chamber, you feel like you're nothing, but Jey shows you what you're worth.

A/N: I made this as of Jey was still in the Bloodline so ignore how he’s friends with his family rn. Hope You Enjoy!

You've hated today so far. You lost your #1 contenders match for the Women's World Championship, meaning you won't be able to face Rhea for the title at WrestleMania.

You thought you had it. You thought you were gonna be the one to win and go on to beat Rhea for the title, but of course, Becky just had to win.

You felt so disappointed in yourself, not wanting to talk to anyone. So that's how you found yourself in your locker room, packing your bags slowly. The door opened and closed, but you didn't even look to see who it was.

The heavy footsteps followed with light ones made you know who it was. "Hey kid, you alright?" You turned around looking at Roman and Paul who stood behind him. "Yeah, I'm just gonna head to the hotel early." You didn't wait for anyone's response before leaving.

You were putting your bag into the car when you heard fast footsteps running towards you. "Damn baby, you sure walk fast." You looked at your boyfriend Jey with a frown. "What do you want, Jey?" Jey took in how sad you sounded.

"Roman told me you're not coming to the bar with us and I wanted to check on you. Make sure you’re okay." You shrugged your shoulders, looking at the ground. "Yeah, I'm just really tired." Jey cocked his eyebrows. "Is this because you lost your shot for the title? ‘Cause if it is I-"

You stopped him mid sentence, not wanting to hear what he had to say at your failure of attempting to win your first title. "No, I'm just really tired. I'll talk to you later tonight." You quickly closed your trunk and got in the car before speeding off, leaving a stunned Jey.

You don't usually avoid him like this and even if you were to, you would talk to him. Plus, you didn't even give him a goodbye kiss! "Yo Uce, you comin'?" Jey turned around at his brother, Jimmy. "Yeah." He sounded so unsure, but decided to give you time and space.

Jey ended up coming back early from the bar due to his constant worrying of you. He just couldn't get your sad voice and face out of his head. He told the guys that you needed him and left.

When he opened the door it was cold and quiet, the only thing being heard was the soft sobs in the bathroom. Jey made his way there, looking through the small crack. He could see you sitting in the bathtub, legs pulled up to your chest, crying.

He silently cursed and walked in, startling you. "Baby." You looked up at him, with glossy eyes. "I-I'm sorry." Neither of you knew why you were apologizing, but Jey didn't care. He gently grabbed you and carried you to the bed, laying you down.

He looked at your body with adoration. "It's okay, you did so good out there." You shook your head furiously, not believing a word he said. "I failed Jey! I didn't get the win! I'm just a trashy wrestler." Jey’s eyes grew wide at your words.

"No you're not, Y/n. You're much more than that and better! Unfortunately, it just wasn't your night." You avoided eye contact with him, making him pull your head up with his pointer finger.

"You don't believe me?" When you didn't answer, he dropped to his knees, in between your legs. "I'm gonna show you how good you are to me."

You looked down at him, shocked at how fast he was. He placed small kisses on your inner thigh, leading to your core. He gave a small blow, chuckling at the sound of your breath hitching. "You're so beautiful, baby."

You blushed at his praise, but it soon turned into a breathy moan when he licked a long stripe up your lips. He began eating you out slowly, taking his time with you, licking between your folds, hands slithering up to your entrance.

Your hands came to his black hair, tugging gently when he pushed his finger in you, humming at how your pussy sucked him up. He gently pushed and pulled his fingers in and out of you, while licking your clit.

Your grip on his hair was getting stronger and stronger with every drag of Jey’s fingers and lick of his tongue. Jey pulled back, breathing heavily, smiling. "That feels good, babe?" You bit your lip, squirming under his hold nodding your head with a yes.

Jey was happy to see you relaxing and feeling yourself. You could feel the tight squeeze of your cunt on his finger, letting him know you were close. He slowly pulled out, running to your side when you whined. "Calm down. You're gonna get to cum."

The teasing tone of Jey made you mad, but it was cut off when you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down your entrance, collecting your juices. "You wanted me to show you how good you are to me?" You nodded your head, trying to back your ass up against him.

Jey smiled at that, finally pushing in you. You moaned and whined at the stretch while Jey groaned at how tight you were. It's not often you two have sex due to the fact of your different schedules. "Fuck baby, you feel so good." You tucked your head in his chest at the praise.

He pulled you back, forcing you to look into his eyes. "I want you to look at me as I fuck you, okay?" You nodded your head at him. "Don't take your eyes off me, babe." You cooed at his soft tone and how bad he wanted to show you your worth.

He held you as he slowly thrusted in you, savoring the feeling of you. He was in no rush, unless you wanted him to. He took his time with you, thrusting into you, placing gentle kisses on your face, all while your eyes were still on him.

"You feel so good, Y/n. You don't even understand!" Jey grunted out as your hands scratched his back and hair. You could feel him hitting places that you didn't even know you had. "Jey— I'm, c-close."

Jey smiled, seeing how hard you were trying to keep your eyes open as he increased his pace, hips slamming against yours. "Tell me you're a good wrestler. Tell me you're the best wrestler on the roster and I'll let you cum."

That's when you shut your eyes. You didn't want to say it, but at the same time you wanted to cum. "I-I. I'm the best." Jey slowed his thrusts down, making a tsking sound. "That's not what I told you to say. I said-'' You huffed loudly in annoyance at him as he slowly stopped his thrusts.

"Fine! I'm the best wrestler on our roster. Now please let me cum!" Jey didn't hide the huge smile on his face as he renewed his pace from earlier. Skin to skin slapping noises were heard and you placed lazily kissed all over his neck, a mumbled whine heard.

"Whenever you're ready, baby." That was your cue to cum. Instantly, you came with a cry of his name, arms squeezing around him. Jey groaned, collapsing on top of you at the feeling of your cunt and arms squeezing on him.

You both sat there, breathing heavily, catching your breath. With a little tap on his back, Jey got up and carried you back to the bathroom. He drained the water from earlier and ran a new hot bath and let you sit down before getting in behind you, holding you to his chest.

He cupped some water in his hand and splashed it on you in a playing manner. "Do you believe me now?" Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Believe what?"

Jey looked at you in your eyes with adoration. "That you're worth it."

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aalyssah · 1 month

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The Only One

Pairing: Dominik Mysterio x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Cursing, Degradation, Fingering, Mami Kink, Oral, (Reader Receiving.) Praise, Pulling Out, Slight Rhea x Reader, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 2,960

Summary: After an argument with Dominik about how touchy Rhea is, he invites her over to prove to you that even if Dominik is naked that she doesn’t want him.

A/N: Okay, this is my first time writing something like this and I feel like it could be better, but I kinda enjoyed it. Let me know if you did too! Hope You Enjoy!

"Y/n, baby, come back!" Dominik called out to you, watching as you stormed to your car.

Dominik just got done accompanying Finn and Damian for their match against Kevin and Sami, but after almost losing, Rhea and him had to cheat for the two to win which led to a small celebration in the ring with Rhea touching all of Dominik.

As soon as you saw that you felt nothing, but anger and betrayal as you left to the parking lot and when Dominik heard you were heading there, he ran after you.

"Leave me alone Dominik and go back to Rhea!" You yelled, not looking back. You went to unlock your car door, but Dominik was faster, pinning you against the car.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this?" He asked, sounding confused.

Right before the match you two were in the catering, eating some sweets and talking about what movie y'all were gonna watch after the show, but now look at what's happening.

"Me? What's wrong with me? No, what's wrong with you?! You're letting Rhea touch all over you like your girlfriend isn't backstage watching!” Oh, so that's what it is. Dominik let out a sigh, closing his eyes.

This isn't the first time you and Dominik have had a conversation about him and Rhea.

It's not Rhea that you hate, you hate how Dominik allows her to touch on him, kiss him, squeeze him between her thighs, while you're just sitting at home or backstage watching.

"Look, she got a little excited, it's nothing like that." You let out a huff, rolling your eyes. "Yeah, sure 'it's not like that,' but by next week she'll be riding you inside the ring like it’s Edge and Lita’s live sex celebration." Now it was Dominik's turn to roll his eyes.

You're always so dramatic when it comes to Rhea. "Baby, there's no need to be jealous. I love you and only you. Rhea's just my on-screen lover and when I'm not on screen, I'm yours, and guess what? I'm off screen right now, so that means I'm yours." You avoided his eyes, knowing he was right.

Like said earlier, y'all have had so many talks about this. "I know, I just don't like the way she looks at you." Dominik ignored your words, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

You melted into his body, almost forgetting about everything. This is your way of making up. You pulled back from him, silence taking over the parking lot.

"Let's go back to the hotel room, yeah? I really wanna watch that Pearl movie." A smile came to your face at his words.

You got your Dominik back, and with that, y'all went to the hotel down the street and watched the movie Dominik begged for.

Little did you know, Dominik gave a call to a certain someone and you would come to find out who in the next couple of days.

It was Saturday which meant lazy day.

Saturday usually meant you and Dominik sitting around the hotel or house, watching movies, cooking food, or even going to the small cafe up the street, but today Dominik was different.

He was on his phone a lot and every time you tried to see who he was texting he would turn his phone off.

You trust Dominik a lot even though Rhea's in the picture, so you don't think he's cheating on you. You just wanna know who it is that has his attention all day.

Well, Dominik must've read your mind because he did put his phone down and was feeling a little horny.

He was groping and touching you every chance he could, squeezing your tits, or slapping your ass, which is how you found yourselves on the hotel bed, in a heated make out session.

His tongue was practically down your throat as your body moved on its own, grinding against his thigh. The sweet moment was interrupted when 3 sharp knocks came at the door.

You looked at Dominik confused. Y'all didn't order room service and there's no reason anyone should be knocking at your door.

Dominik stood up, opened the door a little and began mumbling. You didn't know who it was, but you could hear the other voice.

Your question would soon be answered as Rhea walked through the door in some gray sweatpants, no makeup, and hair tied back.

You do gotta admit, she looks hot.

"Dom? What is she doing here?" You didn't mean for your tone to sound sassy, but you know it did.

Dominik lightly chuckled, not knowing how to explain this. "Well, Y/n, y'know I love you and I don't want you to feel like Rhea's trying to break us up, so I invited her over here to watch us fuck." Your eyes widened as he finished his sentence.

You looked back at Rhea who sat in a nearby chair, a small smirk on her face. "And I know what you're thinking. No this isn't a kink of mine, well I don't think it is, but that's not the point of this whole thing-"

Rhea let out an annoyed sigh hearing Dominik beat around the bush, struggling to just straight up tell you the truth. "Basically, I'm here to watch Dominik fuck you so it can show you that even with Dominik naked in front of me, I don't want him. We're just on screen lovers."

Your mouth suddenly felt dry. How are you supposed to respond to this? You broke out your trance, feeling Dominik's hand grabbing yours gently.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I totally understand." Dominik said, rubbing his finger across your knuckles to sooth you.

Instead of getting the answer he expected, you said the opposite. "No, I'm good with this, it's just gonna take me a minute to get used to though." A wide grin appeared on Dominik's face at your words.

He didn't think you would agree so quickly like that.

"O-okay, so, uh, let's get undressed?" You reached to pull your pajama bottoms off, but the sound of Rhea's voice stopped you both.

"Um Dominik, is this how you treat your girl? Don't make her undress herself, you undress her!" Dominik swallowed hard, nodding his head. "Yeah, you're right." He muttered lowly, grabbing your ankles and yanking you down the bed.

You let out a squeal, giggling as Dominik smiled at your reaction. He carefully began to strip each clothing off your body, making sure to place soft kisses on your breasts and at the nape of your neck.

He now sat in between your legs, face so close to your pussy, you could feel his breath on your lips, causing your clit to throb.

You let out a small whine, trying to push your hips closer to his face. "Come on, Dom!" You cried out, squirming. Dominik laughed at your reaction, looking back at Rhea who was also smirking.

She's never seen someone so needy before. Dominik's tattooed hand hovered over your clit, rubbing small circles. While he leaned in, licking a stripe up your folds.

You moaned, closing your eyes tightly at the feeling of his mouth. You then felt a small tap on your inner thigh, making your eyes open and look down at the man who was in between your thighs.

"Keep your eyes open, yeah? We've got a guest watching." You instantly looked over at Rhea who was already staring at you. Your eyes then closed again when you felt Dominik's finger slowly pushing inside you.

He groaned, watching as you swallowed his finger, clenching around his digits. "Look at that." Dominik said to himself, but that only made Rhea look as well.

She very quietly sighed in her seat, squeezing her thighs a little. When Dominik told her this idea, she couldn't believe it, but at the same time she would get to see you and him naked, so it's really a win-win.

Her eyes were on your tits the whole time, watching as one of Dominik's hands reached up your stomach and played with your nipples all while he still ate you out.

His tongue was lapping at your folds, the slurping sounds taking over the room. "Play with your tits, Y/n." After hearing Rhea's voice it was like she took control of you, your hands shooting up to your chest, pinching and rolling your erected nipples.

You moaned even louder, legs snapping shut on Dominik's head, trapping him in between your thighs.

You wanted to apologize, but he was still eating you out like it was nothing, and now that he has both hands free, one hand had two fingers buried inside you while the other rubbed slow circles on your sensitive clit.

Your chest was rising and falling at a fast pace, feeling your release almost near. "D-Dom-" You cried, hands coming to his hair, tugging at it.

Although Dominik loves to make you cum with his tongue, you need to feel him now before you cumbust. "Dominik, please, I need to feel you." After a couple of more sucks Dominik finally pulled back, revealing his face shining of your juices.

He let out a big breath, smiling as he turned his head to look at Rhea. "She tastes as sweet as she looks." And Rhea wasn't gonna deny it either. The way his nose and down shined from your arousal was all the proof she needed.

Dominik quickly made work of taking his shorts and underwear off before practically ripping his shirt off. Dominik stroked himself, letting out a groan as his cock hardened at the sight of you.

"Don't even need your pretty mouth to suck me off. Your body is the main attraction." He joked.

He was ready to spread your legs and pound you into the mattress, to show off all his skills, but instead you flipped the roles and pushed Dominik on his back.

Dominik watched as you crawled up the bed, your hands trailing up his thighs. "I wanna ride you." You whispered, even though Rhea could hear you.

Dominik smirked, an idea coming to his head. "Reverse cowgirl." You gasped lightly, but Dominik and Rhea could both hear it. And you know why he's doing this to you.

You gulped, turning around and squatting above him. Dominik's hands were on your waist, holding you up and guiding you to his cock.

He gently lowered you down, allowing you to sink down on his cock. You both moaned in sync feeling your cunt squeeze around him.

Your hands were planted on his chest as you very slowly rose up and sank back down, moaning as his cock reached deep inside you.

Dominik didn't waste any time, letting his hands pull your waist up and pulling you back down, making it a rhythm without his help.

Rhea stood up, walking towards you both and you could do nothing, but continue to bounce on Dominik's cock as if she wasn't there.

She got on her knees in front of Dominik's spread legs, staring at your clit. "W-what are you-" You asked, not being able to finish your sentence.

Rhea stared at you with pleading eyes. "Touch your tits for me." When you didn't, Dominik tapped your leg which made you touch them like earlier.

Even though you're now touching your tits, Rhea's eyes were focused on your clit. It looked so abandoned and that’s how she knew she had to get involved and do something about it.

“Dominik, is it okay if I touch her?" Throughout the groans and curse words that were coming from Dominik’s mouth he spoke. "Sure, go ahead, just don't hurt her."

Rhea knew that. She knew better than to hurt a precious thing like you.

You let out a whine when you heard Dominik say that. You've been waiting for Rhea to touch you ever since she stepped foot in the hotel room.

You thought you were gonna get what you wanted— some sucking on your clit— but she decided to blow on it, teasing you. You cried like a child, throwing your head back in annoyance. "Please touch my clit!" You begged, bouncing harder and faster.

Rhea smirked at your pleading, deciding to play games with you. "Please what?" A blush came to your cheeks. You knew what she wanted you to say and you didn't want to.

How embarrassing is it to call your enemy mommy or daddy? It doesn't help when your significant other is here to listen to it, but if you want your clit played with, you'll have to take one for the team.

“P-Please Mami." You whispered, Rhea barley catching it. "Huh? What did you say?" She asked, leaning closer to you with her ear.

You annoyingly sighed, finally saying those words louder. "Please Mami, play with my clit. Do something, please!" Rhea's pearly whites showed as she smiled.

She knew you could obey orders. Dominik behind you grinned as he heard you begging. He was out of breath, sweat droplets on his forehead, making his hair slightly damp.

You thought Rhea would touch your clit or even blow on it, but your eyes almost bugged out your head when she leaned forward and took your sensitive bud in her mouth.

Your legs shook as a moan fell from your lips. Dominik now had to take control, feeling your body giving out in pleasure. You were tired from doing all the bouncing and Dominik was ready to help you out.

His hands came to your thighs, spreading them wide as his hips thrusted up, meeting your small attempting bounces.

The feeling of your cunt clenching around his cock felt so good and with Rhea sucking on your clit added even more pleasure for the both of you.

Your arms that were holding you up finally gave out as you plopped back on Dominik's chest. Dominik let out a grunt, pace never faltering.

This only allowed Rhea more access to your body, getting on her hands and knees, continuing to suck at your clit.

Dominik placed lazy kisses on your neck, sucking and biting at whatever he could. It wasn't gonna take long for you to cum judging by the way you were gripping him and moaning. "Dominik, I'm gonna cum. I-I'm so close you don't even know." You breathed out.

Yeah, sex with Dominik is good, but this is something different. The way your pussy got pounded and your clit getting the right amount of attention did it for you.

As your breath grew quicker and louder Dominik knew you were cumming. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming-" And that you did, but instead of your normal cum, you squirted.

You let out a loud cry, as your juices shot out of you, drenching the bed and all of Dominik's thighs. Luckily, Rhea was quick enough to move to the floor, watching the scene unfold.

Dominik groaned below you, his cock slipping out from how wet your cunt was. "Ah, shit I'm cumming too- fuck!" Dominik groaned out, getting up above your body, and stroking his cock fast.

His cum shot out, shaky moans coming from him as his cum painted your stomach.

Dominik fell on the mattress, his cock finally softening after all the work it just did. Rhea was the only one somewhat 'alive,' standing up tall.

“And would you look at that. You were so jealous earlier that I was touching Dom Dom, but look at who just let me touch them, and I'm sure they enjoyed it a lot." She teased, licking her lips that was covered in your juices.

You wanted to get up and wipe that little smirk off her face, but you didn't have the energy to move. She hummed, nodding her head. "Yeah, Dom, you were right. She's as sweet as she tastes." She commented.

After that mind blowing orgasm, you wanted nothing more than to take a shower and go to bed cuddled up with Dominik.

Dominik found a little strength in him, getting up and grabbing his shorts and a shirt that laid on the floor. "I'm gonna go walk Rhea to her car, baby. I'll be back in 5." He said, kissing your cheek softly before walking out with Rhea.

The two went in the elevator and down to the parking lot where Rhea's car was parked. "Hey, thanks for coming, not anyone I know would say yeah to watching me do that." Dominik thanked Rhea.

She waved her hand in the air, dismissing his thanking. "Aw, it's nothing really, but you definitely gotta give me a turn with her. She sounds and tastes so good!" Dominik chuckled and added, “And feels good.”

The two said their goodbyes and Dominik watched as she got in her car and drove off, probably back to her home. Dominik went back to the room, seeing you gone from the bed and into the bathroom, in the bathtub of warm, soapy water.

Dominik didn't wait for you to speak as he took his shorts and shirt off and got in behind you, letting you rest against his chest, his arms wrapped around you securely.

“You did so good tonight." He praised, kissing up the side of your face. "Thank you." You said, eyes closing. Dominik noticed how tired you looked and began washing you.

It didn't take too long for you two to be clean and after Dominik changed the sheets, you both were in bed, your head on Dominik's chest as he rubbed soothing shapes on your back.

“I told you, baby. You're the only one I want, not Rhea." He whispered as you fell into a deep sleep.

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Stress Relief

Pairing: Bubba Sawyer x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Blowjob, Cursing, Fluff, Handjob, Loss of Virginity, Oral, (Bubba Receiving), Praise, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,725

Summary: When you notice how stressed Bubba is, you offer to help him relief which leads to your first time.

A/N: Haven't wrote for Bubba in a long minute, so Hope You Enjoy!

The moment the door was slammed you knew Bubba was feeling different than normal.

You were in the kitchen, washing dishes when you heard the small animal noises coming from Bubba.

You quickly dried your hands and went to the bedroom where Bubba was at, sitting on the bed, while wiping his sledgehammer with a dirty rag. You came next to him, sitting down with a sigh. "Hey Bubba, you okay?"

Although Bubba nodded his head you could tell something was on his mind. He barely showed you attention, focusing on the weapon. "Bubba?" You called out once more, touching his shoulder gently.

He tensed up, looking at you with cold eyes. "Bubba? Baby, what's wrong?" You asked, eyebrows scrunched down in worry.

He's never like this, especially towards you.

Out of nowhere, Bubba abruptly stood up, making weird motions with his hands and the sledgehammer, while squealing, attempting to tell a story as if you could clearly understand him.

You watched as he finished, his arms plopping against his sides. You nodded your head with a frown. "Well, it's- it's okay, baby. It seems like you're really stressed and I think I know a way to help you out, if you'll let me?"

Bubba was now curious at your tone near the end of your sentence. He titled his head to the side, a shy smile coming to your face as you grabbed his arm, dragging him to sit down.

"Well, there's this thing couples do. We make love, and I wanted to try it out with you? It feels really good, and I'll even please you first!" Your convincing skills may not be the best, but Bubba was really nosey.

He wanted to know what you were talking about and if all couples do this, why haven't you two done it yet?

You and Bubba have been together for almost 2 years now and not once has he had thoughts of touching you sexually and that's because no one's ever told him about this.

Until now.

Bubba quickly nodded his head, eager to see what you'll do. You looked surprised. "Wait, really?" Bubba continued to nod his head.

You smiled reaching up and pulling his mask off before leaning in and placing small kisses on his face.

Bubba has become very comfortable around you, comfy enough to take his mask off which really deepened your relationship.

Bubba grew excited, smiling and giggling, but he stopped when you pulled away from him and went down on your knees between his legs.

You rubbed up and down his thighs, watching as his breath hitched. "Take these off for me, babe." Bubba didn't even question your orders, instantly yanking at pants while you slowly untied the apron around his waist.

Now with Bubba stripped bare except for his underwear you smiled while Bubba shook, nervous under your eyes. "You're so pretty." You complimented him, missing the slight blush on his cheeks.

You carefully pulled his boxers down and threw them somewhere in the room. It surprised Bubba, but he trusted you. You knew what you were doing, obviously.

You grabbed his cock with a chuckle, stroking him up and down. "Gosh, you're so big Bubba. I knew you were packing, but I didn't really expect this." You admitted, softly.

You studied his body, taking in every detail of his lower body. He stared down at you as you leaned down and took him in your mouth, humming at the sweet, but salty taste of his pre-cum.

Bubba pathetically jumped when you sucked on the head of his cock. You smiled, knowing this would be his reaction. You took him deep down your throat, before slowly coming up, licking a long line up to his tip.

Bubba's body fell back against the bed, a deep raspy groan coming from the back of his throat. He felt like he was on cloud nine right now while you were sucking him off.

Like asked earlier, why haven't y'all done this sooner?

You began bobbing your head up and down, making sure to stroke whatever you couldn't fit, wanting to give all the attention to every spot on his cock.

The slurping sounds coming from you were filthy as Bubba's eyes rolled to the back of his head. His big hands gripped the sheets tightly, almost ripping a hole through them.

You looked up at him through your lashes as you cupped his balls, fondling them with spit that dripped from his cock.

Your mouth came off him for a moment to let you catch your breath, a whine coming from Bubba above. His hand tried to come to your head to force you back down to his aching cock, but you slapped his hand away.

"Bubba, let me catch my breath!" You giggled, seeing how desperate he was. He was needy. Needy for the release that was close to coming out, but then you stopped.

Your hands came off his cock, and you stopped stroking him and Bubba wanted to ask what happened and why you stopped, but then he saw you quickly ripping your clothes off.

You were naked, stepping on the bed and over his body, squatting down above his cock. You took a hand and guided him towards your entrance, slowly sinking down, moaning as his cock reached deep inside you.

Bubba squealed, his hands coming to your waist, gripping hard. You tested the water, bouncing up and down a couple of times on him, letting his cock stretch you open a bit more.

"We're just gonna start off s-slow." You explained to him. You gently bounced up and down on him, your hands planted on his chest to steady yourself. Your breast bounced with every movement you made, Bubba's eyes staring at your nipples.

Some nights you and Bubba would sit in your shared bed or on the couch in the living room and allow Bubba to suck on your nipples, both pleasure coming from you both, but now seeing your breast bouncing while you rode him ignited something inside him.

You breathily chuckled, leaning down so your breasts were dangling in his face. Bubba didn't need to ask as he took a nipple in his mouth, a high pitch moan coming from you.

Bubba must've caught on really quickly because one of his arms came around your waist and pulled you down faster as you still bounced on top of him.

If anyone could see you two, y'all looked like a horny couple in horror movies, desperately bouncing on one another while moaning loudly.

You were moaning in pleasure, feeling his cock basically splitting you open as Bubba mewled under you, wanting you to bounce faster.

With one hard bounce you stopped, grinding your hips against his pelvic, his cock swiping against different parts in your body.

You grabbed his shoulder tightly, a bubbly laugh of pleasure coming from you. "Fuck, Bubs, you feel so good. You're such a good boy, for letting me please you like this." Bubba felt his body freeze for a second.

The two words, 'good boy' seemed to turn him on even more, and the way you said it with your voice all out of breath after all that bouncing made him want to pound you into the mattress, and that's exactly what he did.

While taking a small break you still continued to grind yourself against him, but it was cut short when Bubba's strength came out and flipped you over on your back, his cock somehow hitting deeper inside you.

"Oh, Bubba!" You screamed out, feeling his hips push into you at a fast pace. This was so unexpected and it felt so good, but at the same time it felt rushed. "S-slow down, B-Bubba!" You tried calling out to him, but the look on his face let you know where he was.

He was in la la land, eyes rolled back, a little drool coming from the corner of his mouth, and hips not even faltering in pace.

His cock was repeatedly slamming inside you, showing more and more wetness as it came out and slipped back in. Your hands were on his chest attempting to push him away, but Bubba was 3 times stronger than you.

Bubba growled under his breath, mad at the feeling of you trying to push him away, his hands spreading your legs apart and nearly pulling them over his shoulder, allowing his cock to slip as deep as possible, a cry spilling from your lips.

Squeals and groans came from Bubba as his hips pounded against yours, his heavy balls slapping against your lips. Your arms wrapped around his neck, gripping his short black curly hair as his hips slammed into you, a loud clapping voice echoing around the walls.

Nothing, but cries of pleasure came from you. "B-Bubba, slow— slow down, p-please!" You begged. You didn't know Bubba had it in him to plow your cunt like this.

Bubba's head was tucked in your neck, placing random kisses and sucking marks on your neck, while squealing in your ear. "Oh shit, I'm cumming!" You warmed him, but Bubba didn't know what that meant.

He just kept thrusting, his cock finally hitting your g-spot causing you to spaz around him. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist, squeezing him down on you and your cunt clenched around him so hard, a throaty moan came out of Bubba that made your eyes widened.

He was gonna cum.

"B-bubba, wait-"

It was too late.

His cum shot deep inside you, and it didn't help with the position that you two were in. It felt like his cum hit your womb and that's what scares you, but the feeling of him cumming inside you felt so good you couldn't help, but moan.

Bubba was crying. Crying actual tears of joy in your neck, sobbing from the amount of pleasure he just experienced. His balls were empty, they felt so much lighter than normal.

Bubba slowly rolled off you, the cool air of the ceiling fan hitting your sweaty bodies.

You two just laid there, not even bothered to get up and clean your mess. Y'all will do that in the morning.

Until then, you both laid there, Bubba falling asleep on your chest and you falling asleep beside him, holding onto him tightly.

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aalyssah · 2 months

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Smiley At The Coffee Shop

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem!Barista!Reader

Warning: Fluff!

Word Count: 2,205

Summary: Every time Damian goes to the coffee shop, he comes back grinning and the team is very determined to find out why or who is making him so jolly.

A/N: Just pretend this takes place during last year's WrestleMania. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

You remember the exact date and time.

March 3rd, 2023 at 7:35 AM.

Damian walked into your coffee shop. Your coffee shop was very popular in your town, and already at 7 o'clock it had a few people there, working on their laptops and drinking warm, cold, or eating sweet treats.

When Damian walked in there was instant attention on him. Damian does look different compared to everyone else. He was big, tall, he had tattoos on his arms, and he wore all black with a hint of purple.

“Welcome to my coffee shop, what can I get you?" Damian looked down at you, feeling his body freeze for a moment. You were beautiful. "U-Uh, I-" Damian stuttered pathetically.

He could barely speak, seeing the way your eyes looked over him, eyebrows scrunching a little. "Sir, are you okay?" Damian snapped out his small trance, nodding his head. "Y-yeah, I just need a couple of coffee's." You watched as Damian pulled a piece of paper out his pocket and began reading off the coffee order for his team.

Usually, no one goes to this shop, but because Rhea recently heard about it, she couldn't stop bugging him to go order her usual there, so he decided to get coffee for the whole team.

“Alright, and can I get a name for these coffees?" You asked him, picking up a sharpie. Damian gave names for everyone's coffee, but then it came to him and your response was something he wasn't expecting. "And the last one is for me, Damian."

You hummed, eyebrow cocking his slightly. "Hmm, Damian? That's a cool name. Matches for your appearance." You winked and for some reason, that made him blush.

You noticed and chuckled. "Imma start working on the coffees, so please give me at least 10-15 minutes. Damian nodded his head, going off to sit down at a booth.

He took a deep breath as he sat down, thinking over what just happened. He became so flustered, but why? You were just a normal girl, working at a coffee shop.

Like said after 13 minutes, you came up to him with all 4 coffee's ready. "Here's your coffee, and thank you for coming. I hope to see you again." You said, walking away and going back to the cash register to ring up another customer.

Damian didn't want to get up, but he did, looking back at you once more only to see you already looking at him. You gave him a small wave, earning a smile from Damian as he walked out.

He drove all the way back to the arena and went to give the coffee back to the team and the first thing they noticed wasn't the coffee, but the smile on Damian's face. "Here y'all go, it's still warm." Damian said as he handed over the cups to everyone.

Rhea, Dominik, and Finn looked at each other, all thinking the same thing until Dominik said something. "Woah, big guy, who got you smiling like that? What'chu smiling for?" Dominik teased.

Damian looked at Dominik, the smile instantly wiping off his face. "What are you talking about? Nobody's smiling." Finn smiled at how defensive Damian got. "Calm down, lad, no need to get so defensive."

Damian felt anger rise in him as he felt himself getting ganged up on by his two friends. "I'm not getting defensive, just shut up and drink your damn coffee before I never get you any ever again." That threat made the two boys silent as they drank their coffee.

That was the first time you and Damian met, but it sure wasn't the last. Every time the team felt like needing or wanting coffee he would volunteer.

"Hmm, I think I want some-" Before Rhea could finish her sentence Damian popped outta nowhere, breathing heavily as if he just ran a mile. "Coffee? I'll go get it! Does anyone else want some? I think y'all do. I'll be back in 30!" No one could speak as Damian rushed out the room, and got into his car.

That was one out of the many times Damian had volunteered for getting coffee.

Over the past month the team couldn't help, but wonder. Why was he always smiling after getting coffee? At first they thought it was just the coffee itself. Maybe it was so good that he was happy because in reality it was good.

When the first taste of the coffee hit the teams lips, they all let out a satisfied groan and moan, but not everyday was he smiling.

Some days when he would go get coffee he would come back with a sad expression, or his normal face, but either way, they would find out their answer.

It was now March 24th, 2023 and WresleMania was coming up.

With Damian and Finn training for their match it was a perfect time for Dominik and Rhea to go to the coffee shop and find out what's so good about the place.

Dominik and Rhea didn't explain where they were going, they just went and when they walked into that coffee shop, they saw you waving at them. "Hi, welcome! What can I get you two?"

Dominik and Rhea ordered their normal, but as Rhea was finishing her order you cut in after hearing the familiar drink. "With Carmel drizzled on top?" Rhea stopped talking as she looked at you. How did you know? Her order isn't a common one, with a bunch of random things mixed into her coffee.

"How'd you know that?" She asked. You froze, your mouth agape, looking at the goth girl. "I heard it before." You answered slowly. The silence was kinda awkward until Dominik ordered. "Then can I have a-" But you stopped him, answering his order.

Now all of you froze.

"How do you know this?!" They both said at the same time. The only reason you would know is if you heard it before. Multiple times and Damian’s name pops up in their heads.

"Do you happen to know someone named Damian?" That name caught your attention real quickly. "Oh, Damian? Big guy, tall, tattoos, black eyeliner, wears black and purple sometimes?" The description matched him so well. It was like you've studied him before or you've seen him a lot.

"Yeah..." Rhea trailed off, looking at Dominik.

"I really like him. He's so sweet and handsome. He comes about everyday. He makes my day a lot and he doesn't even know it." Rhea looked at you. You were a cute girl, and the way you spoke about her friend made her smile. She knew how Damian was, he was like a big brother to her. "You like him?" You nodded your head.

An invisible lightbulb came over Dominik's head at your words. "Rhea, we should totally invite her to the show!" That made Rhea smile at his idea. "Yeah, that's a good idea! Then I bet he would be so happy!" The two thought about Damian's reaction to seeing you in the front row at WrestleMania, cheering for him.

"So... Y/n?" Dominik asked after reading your name tag. "Damian is a professional wrestler, we all are, and in about a week from now, there's this big show happening called WresleMania and we want to invite you to it." Your expression was unreadable as you heard that.

You’re getting invited to a show? You do know what WrestleMania is, but you’re not really big on wrestling. "Uh, are you sure? I'm not really a big wrestling fan and wouldn't it be weird for me to go?"

Rhea quickly denied, shaking her head. "No, no no, it wouldn't be weird, it would actually be good! Imagine you sitting in the front row, watching Damian fight, and between us 3, Damian really likes you too. He's always smiling when he comes back to the arena and we just wanna see you two happy." You thought about it long and hard before actually agreeing.

It's only a week until the first night of WrestleMania, so you have to pack and get ready. The coffee shop will still be open, but you just won't be there.

For the whole week Dominik and Rhea made sure to help with everything including Finn. You met Finn 3 days after Rhea and Dominik came to the shop. He was nice and just like the other two, wanting to help you and Damian meet up during Mania.

It was like a big secret between you all against Damian.

As the days slowly became less and less you were staying the night at a hotel ready for the night and when it came, you were in the very front row, with the best view of the entrance and ring.

It was like you were sitting at home watching TV from how close and clear you could see.

The night went well, other wrestlers coming out to fight, the crowd was loud, but when Sami and Kevin's music hit, the arena shook from the ground.

Yelling and cheers were heard everywhere as the two came out. You didn't know much about wrestling, but you did know the faces are the good guys and heels are bad, so judging by the cheering, they were definitely the faces.

You knew Damian and Finn were set to fight tonight, but you didn't know when. And then their music hit. Boo's filled the arena as Damian and Finn came out. Damian wore a black and purple gear, carrying his MITB briefcase with a hard look on his face.

Finn walked down, looking determined to fight. This match is for the tag team titles as you know from Rhea, so this is obviously a very important match for the two.

The match didn’t take long to start up with Finn and Sami starting off. They did well, but when Finn tagged in Damian, Sami got Kevin, and that’s when it all started to go downhill. Kevin was over Damian, kicking his long legs down and beating him as he laid on the mat.

You looked nervous as Damian didn’t get up or fight back, so you decided to call out. “Come on, Damian! Beat him!” Somehow, out of all the people in the arena Damian heard your voice.

He looked in the direction he heard the voice from and that’s when he saw you. His eyes grew wide as you both made eye contact and you gave him your signature wave, causing a smile to form on his lips.

After seeing you, sudden power came to him as he desperately fought to get up and when he did, it was over. Damian and Kevin traded blows as he stood up, but in the end Damian won. Damian was on fire for the rest of the match as he thought about you cheering him on.

As Finn took Sami out the ring Damian got Kevin up for a Razor’s Edge, and Finn followed up with a Coup De Grâce from the top rope and Damian quickly went for the cover.

“1, 2, 3!”

Cheers erupted over the arena as Damian and Finn hugged each other. You cheered along with everyone, clapping and smiling as the referee handed them the Smackdown and Raw tag team belts. Not a minute later, Rhea and Dominik came out to celebrate with their teammates.

Damian instantly looked at you, making his way out the ring and to you with that familiar smile on his face. “You won!” You yelled over the screaming fans who were next to you. “I did. I won it for you.” A blush cake to your cheeks at his words.

He always had a way with words.

You looked down at the belts, seeing them make a home in his hands. Damian smirked. “What, you wanna hold them?” Even though you shook your head no, Damian insisted and gave you the Smackdown belt.

Without thinking, while he gave you his belt, you grabbed it, pulling him down and for a kiss. Yes, he might be sweaty, yeah, he might smell, but you don’t care. You and Damian have only been talking for 2 months and you’ve fallen in love.

More cheers erupted as you and Damian kissed. Nobody knew who you were except the locals who came to your shop and liked wrestling, so seeing such a ‘normal person’ kissing someone like Damian was surprising to many.

When you pulled back, Damian whispered low just for you to hear him. “You wanna go backstage? I’ll take a shower and then we can do whatever.” You nodded your head and unexpectedly, Damian grabbed your arm and pulled you into him, carrying you bridal style as he walked towards the ramp.

“I was thinking, we could go back to the coffee shop and have a cup of coffee or something sweet for celebration?” You lightly chuckled at his suggestion, throwing your head back, the flash of the camera catching you both smiling.

Although the cameras are filming you two, you don’t care. As long as you’re with Damian, you’re just fine, and the team is so happy to get their answer to why Damian was so smiley at the coffee shop.

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Relaxed

Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Cursing, Fingering, Fluff, Names, Nipple Play, Oral, (Reader Receiving), and Praise. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,402

Summary: Cody gives you a massage to help you relax after a long day which leads to another way of helping you relax.

A/N: Another Cody fic! At first I was gonna write this as just fluff, but I changed it to smut. Anyways, Hope You Enjoy!

You let out a sigh as you closed your car door, pressing on the lock two times until a beep was heard. You walked up the concrete driveway of your shared home before jiggling the lock with your key.

You were ready to go inside, put your stuff down, take a shower, and lay down with Cody. Your thoughts were stopped when the door opened, your key still in the lock. It was Cody.

He was standing there with a warm inviting smile on his face. "Baby." He greeted, taking your purse from your hands. He guided you into the house, a hand on the small part of your back.

As you walked through the door, the sight of a massage table caught your eye. You then saw the table littered of oils. Confusingly, you turned to look at Cody. "Cody, what is this?" You asked him.

Cody gently set your purse down, and grabbed the coat that was on your shoulders. "Just a little setup for you. I wanna help you relax, I know you've had a long day at work." You gave him a small smile, letting him take your coat.

You watched as he walked to the door, hanging the coat on the hanging rack. "Strip for me and lay down on your stomach on the table." Before you could protest, Cody was walking away from you into the bathroom.

You shook your head, listening to him, and stripping from your clothes. You took a nearby towel and wrapped it around your body before getting on the massage table and laying on your stomach.

Cody soon came back, putting on some soft rain sounds from the TV. He then dimmed the lights, a nice peaceful darkness taking over the room.

You smiled, realizing how lucky you were. "Cody, baby, you didn't have to do all of this." Even though you couldn't see him, Cody shook his head, grabbing a bottle of oil.

"I know I don't, but I want to. You've worked hard today and you deserve this. Just let me help you relax." He lastly said, pulling the towel down and rubbing his hands together.

You laid there as his big soft hands smeared the oil on your back, a satisfied sigh coming out of your mouth. Cody smiled, hearing that. He wanted you to relax.

When you called him during your lunch break you sounded so stressed and upset. After you told him the reason why, (Your boss putting so much work on you while your co-workers sat around doing absolutely nothing.) you wanted nothing more than to go home and rest.

"Feel good?" Cody asked, getting a hum as a response. Your eyes were closed as his hands roamed across your body. As he added more oil, you felt yourself slowly getting lost in his touch.

Your eyes were closed, almost about to fall asleep when the slight tap on your hip caused you to wake up. "Flip over on your back, love." You whined, not wanting to move, but like the gentleman Cody is, he helped you, mostly doing all the work to flip you over.

Luckily, it wasn't bright in here otherwise your eyes would've been hurting. Cody carefully took the towel off, biting back a groan when seeing your naked body.

He rubbed more oil on the front of your body, hands slowly rubbing in between the gap of your breast. He was focused, watching your breast move at his touch. His fingers pinched at your erected nipple, a whine erupting from your lips.

"Cody-" Cody ignored your whine, continuing to play with your nipples. Although it might be painful, you felt okay with it, letting him pinch and pull your buds.

Cody didn't even notice the growing bulge in his boxers until he looked down to see the boner poking straight near your side. He looked down at the side of the table, seeing his bulge about to rip out his pants.

Cody ignored it, trying to focus on you, but when your hand reached over to his boner, stroking it through his shorts, he recoiled back. "N-no, this is about you, not me." Cody said, continuing to rub oil on your stomach.

You frowned, wanting to give him some relaxation just as he did for you. "Please, let me, Code." You tried reasoning with him, but Cody shook his head.

"No, baby. Maybe tomorrow. Tonight is about you, and I wanna give you the same pleasure you've always given me."

While Cody finished his sentence, his hand trailed down your body, all the way down to your cunt. His hands hovered over your clit, rubbing small circles. You moaned, closing your eyes tightly.

You've missed the feeling of his hands touching your body.

Cody paused for a moment, grabbing some oil and squirting it on your core. He rubbed his fingers through your folds, the sounds of your lips smearing mixed with the oil filling the room.

"Cody, please." You begged, bucking your hips into his hand. With ease his finger slipped inside you, a moan falling from you. Cody groaned watching as his finger disappeared.

Your eyes were closed, mouth slightly open with breathy moans falling. The feeling of his finger hitting deep inside you was pleasure.

Cody's voice then broke you out your thoughts. "Feel good, yeah?" You nodded your head, hands reaching down to his wrist. You attempted to push his hand deeper and faster, but that only made Cody chuckled.

"Needy, aren't you?"

You mewled. "It's not enough." Cody hummed, pulling his fingers out and dropping to his knees. You let out a squeal as his big hands gripped your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.

Cody didn’t warn you as his lips wrapped around your clit, gently sucking the juices of your arousal. You clenched down on his tongue, your hands gripping his blonde locks.

Cody groaned at that, his deep groan sending vibrations up your body. “Cody! Oh my god~” Your eyes were rolled to the back of your head, your body moving on its own.

You were grinding your cunt against his face, desperate for release, and Cody was just taking it. There was no way in hell he was gonna stop you. He was licking and slurping anything and everything he could.

Your moans began to grow louder and your grip on his hair grew tighter as the familiar feeling in your stomach started to come. “C-code, I-” You didn’t need to finish your sentence for Cody to know what you were gonna say.

This was all he wanted— for you to cum and relax—. Cody released your folds with a small ‘pop,’ his fingers finding their way inside your wet cunt, rapidly pulling in and out, the wet sounds of your cunt filling the room.

“Then do it, baby. Cum for me, give me that sweet release.” You focused on his voice, and the feeling of his fingers and mouth, the coil in your stomach tightening with each lick, and then it snapped.

You pathetically cried out loudly, your vision turning white as your body shook, and Cody was right there to make sure every drop of your cum was in his mouth, getting slurped up.

As you slowly came back to life you could feel Cody lapping at your folds, slurping noises and grunts coming from him. Your legs lazily resting on his shoulders, your body limp on the table.

You used all your strength in your body to lift your head up and look down at Cody. He looked up at you, showing his pearly white teeth.

His hair was disheveled, mostly from your tugging, the shirt he wore was wrinkled, his arms were shining from the oil, and his mouth was wet from your juices.

Cody felt some sort of success seeing your face. You looked so tired and that’s what he was going for.

Eating you out to sleep.

Cody got off the ground and carried you to your shared bathroom, helping you wash up before dressing you in your pajamas and laying you in bed.

As Cody slid into bed to lay with you for a minute, he hissed in pain as his forgotten boner rubbed against the sheets.

He might be hard right now, but he could care less. He'll take care of the latter. As long as you're relaxed, everything's just right to him.

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aalyssah · 2 months

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Period

Pairing: Patrick Bateman x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,086

Summary: When watching a movie at Patrick's house, you stand up and notice a big red spot you left. What happens when Patrick finds out the mess you caused on his white couch?

A/N: It feels kinda weird writing for Patrick as a 'normal' boyfriend. Hope You Enjoy!

"I'll be at your place at 6 to pick you up. See ya, sweetheart."

Those words came out of Patrick's mouth before he left the small flower shop. You and Patrick have been going out for some time, yet to take the next step in your relationship, but he just invited you to a movie night at his apartment, and who were you to say no?

You were very excited, jumping at the counter as you continued to work and the moment your shift was over, you were out the door, running to your house down the street. As you entered your room, you looked at the clock.

5:20.

You spent the next 40 minutes getting ready and picking out a comfy, but cute outfit. You wanted to somewhat impress Patrick, but you already knew he was impressed.

A knock at the door caught your attention. You looked in the mirror, giving yourself a quick smile before going to the door. You opened it to see Patrick still in his suit from earlier, standing there smiling.

"Hey Patty!" Patrick kept a smile on his face at your nickname. "Gosh, you look so pretty, do a little spin for me." Patrick said, gently taking your hand. You giggled, doing a little twirling. "Well, got the movie ready at the apartment, just need to get some snacks on our way." You locked up your house and went to the car with Patrick.

After getting snacks, you found yourself taking the elevator up to his apartment.

It wasn't a secret that Patrick was rich. His car could tell it to you, but it still surprised you to see the place he called home.

When you walked in, it was spotless and it looked so modern. White, clean, and just like how he dresses.

Patrick grabbed the bag of chips from your hand, chuckling at your face. "Woah, this is your house?" You asked in disbelief. Patrick nodded his head. "Yep, only pay $4500 a month. Something light, y'know?" Your mouth dropped open, shaking your head slowly.

"Something light? You pay more than I make in 5 months. This is beautiful!" Patrick brought all the snacks to the small coffee table in front of his couch. "C'mere sweets, this is technically your place too." You made slow steps, taking a seat next to him.

You took your flats off, setting them aside while Patrick started up the movie, his hands going to pull you close to him. You snuggled up in his chest, bringing your legs up on the couch. Patrick had a huge smile on his face, seeing you so comfortable next to him.

You were very enthralled as you watched the movie, bringing a piece of popcorn to your lips every now and then. The movie was all going good until you felt your eyes begin to droop as tiredness took over you.

You fought to stay awake, knowing Patrick took the time to plan this night, but after working your shift for 8 hours and barely getting any sleep last night, it was bound for you to fall asleep.

As you watched a girl kiss a guy in the movie your eyes closed and black took over your vision. After a minute Patrick looked down to see you fast asleep.

You looked so adorable in his eyes.

He let you rest, continuing to watch the movie and eat the snacks provided on the table.

It was only after 2 hours that you woke up groaning, feeling Patrick move. When you opened your eyes you saw him standing beside you, fixing his suit. "It's 7, baby, let's go to bed, yeah?" Patrick said, walking to his bedroom, knowing you would follow him.

You let out a small yawn, standing up, but as you did, you felt a rush of gush in your panties. Confusion took over your face. Was it discharge? You turned around and to your horror you saw a huge spot of red on his couch. You gasped, instantly sitting back down on the spot as you heard his footsteps.

When did your period even come on? Why did it have to come now, especially at Patrick's house on his white couch!

“Love?" You heard Patrick call out. You awkwardly turned around with a smile on your face. "Yeah?" Patrick's eyebrows furrowed seeing your reaction. You were sweating and looking very nervous.

"You coming?" You hummed, avoiding answering his question. "I said, are you coming? I got a pair of sweatpants you can borrow in here." You didn't answer him, feeling tears come to your eyes. You know you have no choice, but to get up.

Patrick noticed how distracted you looked and walked over to you. "Y/n?" You looked up at him, your glossy eyes on display. "What's wrong? Talk to me, please." Patrick pleaded.

You let out a breath, looking down at your feet, while fidgeting with your fingers. "If I get up will you promise not to break up with me?" Now this had Patrick even more concerned.

Why would he break up with you? "Why would I- Yes, I promise." You closed your eyes, gulping as you stood up. You watched his reaction as you stepped away from the couch, ready for him to yell at you.

Everything in his house was expensive and for you to just mess something up broke you.

You looked at his face, expecting to see anger take over his expression, but instead he said, "Is this what you were so concerned about?" Shock took over your face, as he said that.

"Look, Patty, I'm so sorry! I messed up your couch, and it's white, and expensive, and I-I’ll try to get you the money back and I totally understand if you-" Patrick cut you off, grabbing you and pulling you in for a kiss.

Patrick slowly pulled back, resting his forehead against yours, looking deeply into your eyes. "There's no need to be so stressed. I can get a new one, love. It’s nothing, I swear." The way he said it so nonchalantly almost made you giggle.

"Stay right here. Imma run to the gas station around the corner and get you some pads, tampons, and chocolate just in case you're craving anything." You didn't have enough time to say anything as Patrick grabbed his car keys and took off outside his apartment.

As the door closed, a smile came to your face. Who would've thought Patrick would be so supportive during your period.

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aalyssah · 2 months

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Surprise

Pairing: Single Dad!Drew McIntyre x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,520

Summary: Your boyfriend breaks up with you 2 days before Valentine's Day and just when you think you're gonna be alone this year, Drew and Mason surprises you by bringing you flowers and chocolate.

A/N: I know Valentines Day was a couple of days ago, but I've had this idea prior to the holiday, but didn't write it. Hope You Enjoy!

You stood in front of Drew's door, knocking on the door. Seconds later the sound of heavy footsteps were heard as the door opened revealing the Scottish man.

When Drew saw your form he felt happy, but it was until he saw your face that a frown came upon his. "Y/n, what's wrong, why ya crying?" You sniffled, wiping your eyes. "M-my boyfriend broke up with me, and-" You stopped talking, a choked up sob slipping past your lips.

Drew couldn't help, but feel bad, but deep down inside him, he was happy. "Come on, lass, let's get you inside." Drew muttered, putting his big hand on your back and guiding you inside.

You walked through the door, the feeling of warmth hitting your body compared to the cool air outside. Drew led you to the couch, making sure to get you a heated blanket from the laundry room.

He came back, wrapping you in before taking a seat. "So tell me. What happened?" Drew curiously said. It took you a moment before you actually started to speak

"I went home and found him in bed with another woman. His excuse was that I'm always working at the coffee shop, and working for you that I neglect him and don't give him enough sex."

Drew lowly scoffed, grabbing his water bottle from the coffee table. "These lads don't know how to treat women like you. There's nothing wrong with not having sex, he's just a horny bastard." You somewhat flinched at the way his voice turned deep as his sentence ended.

"I know, I just really loved him and it's only 2 more days until Valentine's Day." You cried, covering your face. You always go for guys that’s younger than you, with you being 24. You really did love your now ex-boyfriend very much, and to see him cheating on you is not how you expected the relationship to go.

Your attention perked up at the sound of small paddling feet. As you took your hands from your face, red teary eyes visible, you saw Mason holding his stuffed dinosaur and he looked just as worried as his Dad.

“Y/n? Are you crying?”

Drew quickly got up, ushering his son away. “Y/n’s fine, let's go back to bed, bud.” Mason still stared at you as Drew carried him back into his bed, a questioning look in his eyes.

Drew came back letting out a breath. “Well, you can stay here if you need to. Got a pair of your clothes from last week clean and ready to be worn." You gave him a small smile, nodding your head. "That would be great."

Drew stood up, going to the laundry room and getting your clothes. He had them set up in the guest room before coming out to you. "Clothes are in the guest room. Feel free to use whatever you want in the kitchen." Drew explained, beginning to walk away.

You stood up, calling out to him. "Drew?" Drew dropped in his tracks, turning to you. "Thank you for everything." Drew couldn't stop the smile that came to his face hearing you thank him. "Anything for you, lass. You know I'll always be here for you." You smiled at that and made your way to the bedroom.

After that night you decided to leave, not being needed for the babysitting job, and go back to your apartment where your ex boyfriend took all his stuff.

As you unlocked the door, the cool breeze sent shivers up your spine, and chill bumps rose on your arms and legs. It was so empty and dark with him or his things there. You let out a sigh, cleaning up the house, seeing the ruckus you caused when catching the two in bed.

You must've cleaned a little too hard because you found a small note in the nightstand with red lace panties saying:

'So much better than my girl. I'm keeping these btw, they look real good on you.'

Anger took over your body as you threw the panties across the room and ripped up that stupid note. You fell on the bed, letting out cries of betrayal.

At Drew's house he was worried. Even though he saw you just a night ago, he wondered how you were holding up. And it didn't help that Mason kept asking him about you.

“Daddy, I wanna see Y/n!" Mason yelled, looking up at him with big pleading eyes. "We can't, Mason. We need to leave Y/n alone." He explained, continuing to clean the kitchen counter. "Daddy! I miss Y/n. She was sad and I wanna know why!" Mason demanded, stepping his foot down.

Drew cursed at himself for giving his son such stubborn genes.

“Her boyfriend broke up with her, and she misses him really badly." Drew said, earning silence from his son. He looked down at him, seeing Mason's thinking face. Meaning, he's looking up in the air, and his index finger tapping his chin.

It was like a light bulb hit his mind as he gasped. "Daddy, I have an idea!" Drew huffed out a breath. "What is it?" Mason spoke. "I think we should go to the store and buy Y/n her favorite food. It's Valentine's Day. Everyone deserves candy and sweet drinks. My teacher even gave some to me Friday!" Drew stopped washing the dishes and took in Mason's words.

That honestly doesn't sound like a bad idea. "Well, that's actually really smart." Mason smiled, proud of his Dad's approval. "We can go to Dollar Tree, get her some candy, lemonade, salty chips, and chocolate." Drew said to himself, thinking over everything.

Mason didn't forget to add, "And flowers! Y/n needs flowers!" Drew nodded his head, looking at the clock. 2:45 the store should still be open.

Drew quickly finished the dishes and went to the bedroom to get changed with Mason. "Let's go get Y/n, some goodies!"

The next day was dreadful for you. You just sat around, eating ice cream and watching stupid romance movies, hoping you had that type of love.

As the credits rolled a knock at the door made you groan. You put the pint of ice cream on the counter as you walked to the door. You didn't think of looking through the peephole, ready to tell off whoever it was to disturb your heartbreak peace

Instead of an annoying neighbor, you were met with Drew and Mason both dressed a little fancy, with a basket in each hand. "Happy Valentines Day!" Mason yelled. You instantly smiled, stepping aside to let them in.

They walked into the living room, smiling. "What's all of this?" You asked them, Mason answering your question by shoving his basket in your hand. "Open it!" You eyed him suspiciously, slowly looking in the bag. "Oh my gosh." You gasped out, getting more quicker and taking the items out of the basket.

There were a lot of snacks at the bottom followed by chips, candy, little stickers and even chocolate. "Chocolate?!" You said, popping open the box and eating one. You moaned at the taste. "Thank you, Mason." You thanked him, grabbing him into a bone crushing hug.

You could feel tears threatening to spill from your eyes as you hugged him. Drew smile, happy seeing you finally smile. He would never say, but you did look horrible.

Your hair was messed up, pajamas lazily hanging on your body, and he didn't miss the half eaten ice cream that was on the counter.

"That's not all. Daddy got you something too!" You turned to look Drew seeing him looking all nervous. You also noticed he had his hands behind his back. "Uh, I got you this." Drew revealed his hands, a big bouquet of roses.

You gasped, snatching the bouquet of his hands, taking a huge sniff. "I-I hope you like-" Drew stopped talking when he felt your body jump on his. You wrapped your arms around his waist, tucking your head into his chest.

“"Thank you, thank you so much! This is the best surprise ever!" Drew wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him.

The feeling of your body against his was something he would never not wanna feel

Mason smirked, looking at his Dad and you. It was only seconds later that the sound of sobs and the feeling of something wet touching Drew's neck broke him out of his trance.

With concern, he gently pulled you back. "Hey, why're cryin'?" Drew asked as you sniffled, wiping your tears away. “These are tears of joy. I-I promise, it's just... no one's ever done something like this for me before and I'm very grateful that you and Mason are doing this."

Drew smiled at your words, pulling you in for another hug. "Group hug?" Mason asked, already inching closer to you two. In a small circle you all hugged, happy to have each other's company on such a special day.

Drew would never say it, but the other surprise was to ask you to be his Valentines.

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aalyssah · 2 months

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Calm You Down

Pairing: Milf!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Smut. Cheating, Cursing, Dildo, Fingering, Hair Pulling, Lube, Mommy Kink, Oral, (Reader Receiving), Praise, and Spitting.

Word Count: 2,006

Summary: After an argument with your boyfriend Tommy, his Mom comes in to help you feel better.

A/N: No disrespect to Tommy, he just had to be the victim in this story. Hope You Enjoy!

The tension instantly grew thick in the living room as you and Tommy walked through the door. Y'all have been arguing for about 15 minutes in the car after deciding to go out on a small date.

The waitress was doing nothing, but flirting with him and he seemed to flirt back as if you weren't there on a date. "You were flirting with her and you know it!" You yelled, slamming the door behind you.

Tommy let out a frustrated sigh, his hand running across his face. "I wasn't flirting with her! Don't be mad at me because of your insecurities." Your mouth dropped open, a scoff following after it. "My insecurities? I'm not the one flirting with another person while their partner is sitting right in front of them!" You yelled.

You didn't even realize that your voice was getting that loud until Tommy's Mom, Wanda entered the room with a confused look. "Woah, what's all this yelling out here?" Wanda's calm voice asked. You whipped around, feeling all anger slowly disappear as you saw what she was wearing.

She wore a nice baby pink silk robe, the obvious matching bra and pants set almost see-through.

“Y/n’s being jealous because apparently I was 'flirting with the waitress' at the restaurant we went to." The thoughts of Wanda disappeared as you snapped back to the argument. "He was flirting with her. She even left her number in the recipient and you put it in your pocket! You don't ever keep restaurant recipients!" Tommy closed his eyes.

He was trying to calm himself down, but you were really pushing him. "I'm so done with you! When you wanna stop being insecure, come back to me, but until then, don't think about texting or calling me!" Tommy ended his sentence, grabbing his car keys, and slamming the door, pictures of his family on the wall shaking slightly from the force.

It was now quiet in the room as you stood there, tears falling from your eyes. You know he didn't break up with you, otherwise he would've flat out said that, but it still hurt.

Your small sniffles were the only thing heard in the room until Wanda’s voice spoke. "Detka, you can stay here if you want." (Baby) You slowly turned around to her, your teary eyes making her heart hurt. "Oh no, I don't wanna be a bother, and Tommy already said it. He doesn't want me here until I get my act together. Imma just go home."

You started to walk towards the door, but Wanda took small, quick steps, gently grabbing your wrist. "Detka, please stay. I'll help you calm down, come on." This time you didn't protest as Wanda took you to her room, carefully setting you on her bed. She pulled you into her chest, letting you cry in her arms.

You and Tommy don't argue often especially not in front of his Mom, so her seeing that made you feel like such a bad girlfriend. "I-I'm sorry about that." You sniffled, wiping your nose. Wanda's eyebrows scrunched down, reaching over to her nightstand and grabbing a tissue.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Everyone has their arguments, it I just hate seeing you cry. You're way too pretty to be crying like this. Such a pretty girl." Wanda praise, her soft fingers wiping the tears from your eyes. You looked up at her, a small pout in your lips.

You looked so adorable to her. She can't believe she has you in her room, on her bed, and she's gonna make sure it stays that way.

Her hand carefully trailed down your body, her hands stopping at your chest, gently gripping your clothed breasts. You gasped, jumping in her hold. "M-Ms Maximoff-" Wanda quickly quieted you, her index finger coming to your lips. "It's Mommy."

That one word had you squeezing your thighs and Wanda noticed, a small smirk coming to her lips. Her hand carefully pulled your top down, her smile growing even wider at the sight of your chest.

You quickly covered yourself up, scooting away from her. "Ms- Momm- Wanda, this is wrong!" Your stuttering on names made Wanda laugh loudly.

You looked so scared, so nervous you'll get caught. "I know baby, but I can't resist you. The way Tommy treats you is terrible, and I think you just need to calm down and have some fun." You thought about it for a moment and realized she was right.

Sometimes Tommy treats you wrongly and you see the way Wanda looks at you, but you're not innocent either. The thoughts you have of her at night while sleeping next to Tommy, the thoughts you have of her when having sex with her son is terrible. Sometimes you wish it was her.

“I can hear your thoughts, Y/n. I know what you think of me, so don't sit here and try to act like the good girl in this situation. You want this just as much as I do." You were so distracted by her words that you didn't see the red spirals spinning around you.

Then, it was like a switch flipped on you as you obeyed her. "I know, I want you so bad, Mommy." Wanda smiled sweetly, pushing you on your back. "I know you do, moya lyubov, just let me have a taste of you first." (my love) She said, her hands making quick work to pull your pants down

She gasped as she saw your white panties, a small bow tied in the front. "So cute." She muttered, snapping her fingers. You were naked now, the cool air making you shiver.

Your nipples became erect as Wanda's hands reached up to play with them. She pinched one, a whine coming from you. "Mommy, please-" Wanda knew what you were pleading for. You wanted her to touch you, to play with you.

Wanda widely spread your legs, the sight of your cunt, making her moan. "You look so pretty like this." You looked down, watching as she leaned down and licked from your hole to your clit. You moaned, body jumping slightly at the feeling of her warm tongue.

She then tested the water, pushing two fingers inside, seeing how deep they went. Wanda practically groaned seeing the way your cunt sucked up her fingers. When she pulled them out, her eyes darkened at the wetness of your juices on her fingers.

They were drenched!

Wanda was quick to pop them in her mouth, a moan spilling from her lips. "Oh fuck, you taste so good, baby." Wanda said, leaning down and instantly sucking on your clit. You let out a pathetic cry, back arching slightly. "Wanda-" You mewled, hands gripping the sheets.

You wouldn't dare stop her and by the sounds of her down between your legs, you don't think she'll stop either. She was licking and slurping your cunt, groaning, and muttering incomprehensible babbles.

She pulled back from you, a trail of her saliva hanging in the air as she pushed a finger deep inside you. She pushed and pulled at it, watching your face change into different stages of pleasure. Your head was thrown back, eyes closed, and mouth wide open.

It was all taken away when Wanda pulled back, your whines filling the room. "W-Wanda? Mommy, w-why did you-" You didn't get to finish your sentence as you cut yourself off seeing Wanda get up and go to the closet.

She soon came out with a red dildo in hand, wiggling it as you watched with big eyes. "What? Never seen a cock this big?" She teased, thinking back to her son.

Yes, Wanda loves her son, but the way he treats you is awful, and he doesn't deserve someone as good as you. It was obvious the waitress was flirting with Tommy and instead of comforting you, he encouraged it. That was the biggest mistake he could ever make

"Stay still for me." Wanda ordered, grabbing some lube from her dresser. You watched as she squirted some lube on her finger before rubbing it over the dildo, getting it nice and shiny.

She stroked it as if it was a real cock, biting her pink lips seductively while staring at your naked form. "I would've fucked you, but my harness isn't with me right now." She pouted, rubbing circles with the tip of the dildo around your entrance.

“And since I put lube on this, it should just... slide right in." Just as she said that, she pushed the head of the dildo at your hole, letting it easily slide deep in you. You gasped at this feeling.

This felt different compared to her long fingers.

You felt fuller.

Wanda began to slowly push the dildo in and out, a smile coming to her face. She knew you'd be such a good girl for her. You let out small moans, looking down, watching as the dildo disappeared in you. "That feel good, yeah baby?" You nodded your head while whining as she continued the pace.

You gently bucked your hips, attempting to meet the small pushing of the dildo, and Wanda allowed that. You deserved nothing, but pleasure, especially after the huge argument you just went through.

Her thumb came to your clit, playfully rolling it, causing you to clench down in the rubber. "Fuck- mommy!" You cried out, gripping the dark red bed sheets. Wanda's eyes grew darker at the title, increasing the pace.

She wishes she had her harness so she could physically fuck you. About 2 weeks ago Wanda had bought a harness for her strap on, planning to finally get you in her bed, but her best friend, Natasha, needed it, so she generously handed it over, but now she regretted it.

Your legs began to slowly close, the pleasure getting too much for you. To be honest, Tommy isn't very nice when it comes to sex. He's all about him, a couple of thrusts and done, but right now Wanda's giving you body that attention you've wanted and needed.

Wanda quickly took notice, and harshly pushed your legs apart. "Keep your legs open for me. Need to see your pretty, pretty cunt." Wanda said, leaning down and slowly licking your clit. You both moaned in sync, Wanda moaning from the taste of your sweet juices. With the dildo and her mouth all on your cunt, your release was coming soon.

Desperately, you bucked your hips forward, meeting the thrusts of the dildo. "That's it, move those hips faster, love." Wanda encouraged you. Your moans grew louder as the sounds of your wet pussy were made known in the air.

“I- I'm gonna- cum." You whined, body shaking slightly. Wanda was smiling big, watching as your eyes rolled back and legs shook. She watched very carefully, taking in your facial expressions as you came.

You looked so beautiful.

She guided you from your high, slowly pushing the dildo in and out of you before pulling out. Your cum dripped out your cunt, a glob falling onto her sheets. Wanda was quick to scoop the cum up and bring it to her mouth, a satisfied moan coming from her at the taste of your release.

You didn't see that part, too busy trying to recover from your high, but you did see her popping the dildo in her mouth, sucking the cum off it. That made you whine, clenching down on air.

Wanda lightly chuckled, putting the dildo on her nightstand and scooting closer to your tired, fucked out body. "You did so good for me, moya lyubov.” (my love) She praised you, running a hand through your hair, and lightly scratching your scalp with her long nails.

You let out a sigh, closing your eyes slowly. Wanda felt happy that she was able to calm you down and now that she had you where she wanted, she was gonna make sure you stayed with her forever, and away from the man she calls her son.

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Thirsty

Pairing: Austin Theory x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Choking, Degradation, Fingering, Hair Pulling, Praise, Protected Sex, and Quickie. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 2438

Summary: When sunbathing outside, your brothers best friend, Austin, thinks it's a good idea to cannon ball in the pool, splashing water all over you and when you cry to your Dad, he is forced to help you clean up.

A/N: Austin is your Brothers Best Friend in this story. Hope You Enjoy!

The sun was beautiful outside when you woke up, and the weather was just as perfect.

You instantly made plans to get a tan, slipping your bikini on and going outside. You made your spot on a lounge chair, letting the sun soak up your body.

The door opened in your home with it being your brother and his friend Austin. "Alright man, I'm gonna go pick up my Mom from work. Dad's been planning a surprise party for her, so my Dad is here and Y/n's probably at the pool, since 'It's a good day outside.'" Grayson said, imitating your voice at the end.

Austin chuckled, watching as his friend left the house and back into his car. He then made his way towards the backdoor, seeing you laying on the lounge chair.

He snuck up behind you, slowly tip-toeing until he got right behind you. "BOO!" You let out a scream, jumping out your chair, turning around only to see Austin. He was cackling up a storm at your reaction.

A frown came to your face as you put together that it was him who scared you. "You asshole! You scared me!" You yelled at him angrily. Austin wiped a tear away from his eye. "Oh man, and it was funny too!"

Your frown was permanent on your face. "I'm gonna tell my Dad, and we'll see who's laughing then." Austin rolled his eyes, sucking his teeth. "Of course you will." You cocked an eyebrow.

What did he mean by that?

"Well, my throat is kinda parched. Go be useful for once and fetch me a lemonade from the fridge." Austin jerked back a little, looking shocked at your demanding order.

He was gonna say something snarky, but if he had to deal with your Dad. He would never hear the end of it from you. "Fine. Bitch." He whispered the last word on his way to the fridge.

Who do you think you are, demanding him around when he's the guest? An idea came to his mind as he grabbed the pitcher and poured lemonade in a glass cup with ice. You're thirsty? He's gonna make sure your whole body is hydrated.

He came back out with the lemonade, handing it to you. "Here you go, my majesty." He joked, taking a bow. You snatched the glass out his hand, taking a long sip. "Thank you peasant, now run along."

Austin turned around, only going into the living room. He stripped from his shirt and pants, only leaving him in his boxers. Once again, he crept around with slow steps, watching you look up at the sun.

It was all quiet until he ran full speed, yelling, "Cannon ball!" You didn't have enough time to react and then you felt it. The cold water, splashing all over you. It felt like a bucket of water was literally dumped on you.

You gasped for air as you quickly sat up, wiping water from your eyes. "You did not." You said in an angry, but calm tone. Austin smiled as he got out of the pool. "I just did."

You opened your eyes, throwing him the most hateful look. "I can't believe you just did that!" Austin laughed, reaching to rub your shoulder soothingly.

"I was looking out for you. I thought you were thirsty since your body was sitting out in the sun all day." You shrugged his hand off your shoulder, an annoyed groan coming out your mouth. "Dad!" You yelled, stomping into the house.

Austin's eyes grew big as he watched you make your way towards the door. He rushed into action, grabbing your wrist, and pulling you into his chest. "Dad- mmm-"

Your voice got muffled as his hand came to your mouth to quiet you down. "Shh, please don't call him." You then bit his hand, earning a cry from him. "Ow! W-Why’d you do that?" He asked, looking down at his hand that began to turn red from your bite mark.

"You had your hand on my mouth! Why are you trying to stop me? I told you earlier that I would call my Dad. Did you think I was joking?" Austin let out a sigh, his head hanging low. "Alright, look I'm sorry, just don't call your Dad. He's gonna yell at me home, and then Grayson gonna be in my ass, and I'll be bored as fuck."

Now it was your turn to smirk. Now all of a sudden, the cocky Austin Theory was begging you not to call your Dad because he didn't want to get in trouble.

"Okay, I won't call my Dad, but on only one condition." Austin groaned, knowing that 'but' was coming. "You have to do everything I say for the rest of the day."

Austin rolled his eyes, knowing you were gonna say something like that. "You always wanna be in control, huh?" You giggled, picking up your sunglasses, and sitting back down in your lounge chair.

"Sure, now go fetch me some grapes, and feed them to me." Austin stood there, looking down at you in disbelief. "Are you serious?" He asked.

You pulled your sunglasses down, peeking at him from over the lenses. "Did I stutter? Now go, peasant!" Austin went back inside, going to the kitchen and getting some grapes before coming back out.

He picked up some grapes and held them up to your mouth. One by one, you ate each grape, a satisfied hum coming from you. "I'm done with those, get me my lemonade." Austin put the bag down on the table and gave you your lemonade.

You took small sips before handing it back to him. You sigh, sitting up in the chair. "I think I wanna take a dip." You stood up and walked to the pool. Austin watched you like a hawk as you slowly stepped in the water.

The bathing suit hugged your body just right. You looked really good and it took everything in him to not pounce on you, but he can't. You're his best friend's sister.

Austin tried to get in the pool with you, but you stopped him. "Uh, no sir, you're not allowed to get in. You better sit on the floor, and watch me swim." Austin didn't even try to argue this time as he took a seat on the hot floor.

He had to watch you swim for 20 minutes, eyes not leaving your body. It was then you finally got out, water dripping from your body.

You fixed your top as it started coming up in the water and Austin had to sniffle a groan. You walked right past him and into the living room. "Come on!" You called out and Austin got up to follow you into the house.

You ended up in the laundry room, hands on your hips as Austin looked at you, not knowing what to do. "Well?" Austin cocked an eyebrow. "Take this wet stuff off me, and put it in the machine." Austin gulped, looking at you.

Like said before, you're his best friend's sister. This is very appropriate and he doesn't think he'll be able to control himself if he sees you naked. It doesn't help that he's still in his boxers from earlier.

"Turn around." He ordered. He reached up and pulled the tied knot in your bikini top and it fell down. He then went for your bottoms, pulling at the knots on each side.

Now you were fully naked, but back still turned to him. "Get my clothes and put them in the machine, and then go upstairs and fetch-" Austin cut you off. He was done. "Y'know what, no! I'm tired of doing this and it's only been an hour, there's no way I'm gonna survive this for a whole day." You turned around to face him, breast swaying at your movement.

Austin's eyes were wide and trained on you. He tried so hard not to look down. He really did, but his eyes looked down at your breast and back up at you. That's when a smirk came to your face. "Oh, I see. You're distracted aren't you?" You chuckled.

"How about this? If you fuck me right here, right now, you can stop being my peasant, if not, I'll tell my Dad everything you did." Austin thought real hard and long about this deal. It was a win-win for him, but it's so wrong. You're his best friend's sister, that's all he could think about.

Something in him told himself to ignore that fact and he picked you up, setting you on top of the washing machine. You let out a surprised squeal, your hands cupping his cheeks. "I knew you wanted to-" Your sentence was cut off by Austin's lips roughly smacking on yours.

You moaned into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer. Austin pulled back with a groan from the taste of you. Your lips were so sweet and he bet you tasted even sweeter.

Which is why he pulled your legs apart and ran his hand down your heat. "Fuck, you're so wet.” You whined at his touch, bucking your hips into his hand.

Austin chuckled at your needy reaction, a finger circling your entrance. "Can I?" You nodded, grabbing his wrist and pulling it closer. "Please." Austin slowly pushed his finger in, groaning at how tight you gripped his fingers.

"Oh fuck." You whined, letting your head fall back against the wall. Austin smirked, seeing your cunt suck up his finger and as he pulled it out, he could see the wetness drenching it. "God, you're so wet and I don't think it was from the pool."

Through your pleasurable expression, you gave him a glare which caused him to laugh. "I have a finger inside you and you're still giving me that glare." You wanted to argue back, call him names, or even threaten to call your Dad, but his finger, that damn finger was giving you pleasure.

His thumb came up and circled your clit, as his pace increased. Your legs clamped shut around his arm, a hand coming to your mouth. You couldn't be too loud. "Gotta stretch you out for me. Think you're ready now."

You whined when he pulled his finger out, sucking your juices off it with a hum. "Just as sweet as your lips taste." A blush came to your cheeks at his compliment.

He quickly pulled down his boxers, stroking himself while you reached over in the dirty clothes and searched through a pile of your Dad's jeans. You searched through his pockets and pulled out a condom.

Austin looked puzzled for a second. Were you planning this all along? "My Dad always forgets to check his pockets. And I know him and my Mom be fucking." You winked, Austin's eyes growing wide.

"Hey, they're only 38 and 40, whenever they can get some alone time is when they do it, and trust me, they have a lot of alone time." Austin chuckled, taking the condom out your hand and ripping it open with his teeth.

You watched as he rolled the condom in his cock, stroking it a couple of times. He then rubbed his tip against your entrance, teasing you. "Austin if you don't put it in I'm gonna-" You were cut off with a moan as his cock slowly pushed in you.

"What? You gonna tell your Dad?" Austin said in a teasing tone. He started off with slow thrusts, pushing his hips forward, watching as his cock disappeared inside you.

"You're so tight, and warm." He breathed out, grabbing your thighs and pulling you closer. "C'mere." You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

He was now skin to skin with you and god did it feel good. Your warm body and cunt squeezing around him so nicely.

He fucked you in a slow rhythm, making sure you felt every vein in his cock. "Austin-" You mewled, arms wrapping around his neck. Austin's head went to your neck to muffle his moans, placing small pepper kisses on your flesh.

You even felt him nibble which caused you to whine. "Austin, don't leave any marks. My Dad will kill me." You cried out, but your protests went deaf in his ears. He was too deep and focused on you and your pussy.

He hasn't seen you with many men so it really shouldn't be surprising that you're this tight. "God I don't know how long I'm gonna last. You're- you're gripping my cock so hard- fuck!" Austin groaned as you clenched down on him once more.

Your nails were raking up his back as his hips increased their pace. A small clapping sound was heard in the room as the washing machine shook and it wasn't even on.

His hand then reached in between your connected bodies and played with your clit, rubbing and punching at the sensitive bud. "Oh my god!" You cried out, hands gripping his hair as you came. Austin grunted, his balls tightening up.

The sound of footsteps were missed in your hearing, but the knock on the door. "Sweetheart, you okay in there?" It was your Dad.

You felt Austin tense up as he gave you a look. "Answer him." He whispered quietly. "Uh, y-yeah. I just stubbed my toe and it hurt really badly." You mentally cursed yourself out in your head.

That was a bad excuse.

"Oh okay, I heard you yelling and I thought something was wrong. Anyways, let me get outta your hair." You heard your Dads footsteps walk away, making Austin's body finally relaxing.

Austin pulled out of you, pulling his boxers back up his legs. "That was too close. Imagine if he opened the door." Austin said, worry all in his tone. "Austin, calm down he wasn't gonna come in here." Austin nodded his head, taking a deep breath.

You were right. Your Dad was too busy focusing on planning your Moms party.

You picked up a shirt from the dirty pile, putting it on your body. "Grayson should be here soon. Go clean yourself up." Austin frowned at your words. Part of him was sad that you just let him fuck you and now you wanted him gone.

"Okay, I'll leave, but promise me one thing." You were silent waiting for him to continue. "Promise me the next time you get thirsty, you'll call me?"

At first you didn't understand what he meant by that, but thinking over the whole situation made you realize.

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Jealousy With Undertaker

Pairing: The Undertaker x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,883

A/N: It was requested by someone on Wattpad for me to write for Undertaker. I decided to go with the America Badass Undertaker because when he had this gimmick, it was my favorite. Hope You Enjoy!

Jealousy with Undertaker.

• I feel like when it comes to jealousy with the Undertaker, he wouldn't be the one to make you jealous.

•It would be some guy talking to you, trying to get under Takers' skin or them flirting with you because why would he do that to you?

You smiled as your husbands' promo ended. He was talking trash to the one and only DDP who's been stalking you recently.

You don't know why he's become so obsessed with you, but Taker's gonna make sure he doesn't lay a hand on you.

You stood backstage, waiting for him to come back when someone touched your back from behind. You quickly jumped, spinning around to be met with Stone Cold.

You took a step back, not wanting him to touch you again. "Y/n." He sternly greeted you. You crossed your arms over your chest. "What do you want, Austin?" You asked in an annoyed voice, which made him look 'surprised.'

"What the hell's wrong with you? All I said was your name." You gave him a look. "That's because I don't want you too, now what do you want?" Stone Cold let out a sigh. He didn't want to be here as much as you didn't want him to be.

"Look, my wife Debra told me to inform you that your match against Tori was granted and it'll be next week on Raw.” Now a smile came to your face.

Recently, Tori has betrayed your brother in law, Kane, by leading him on to believe she loved him, only to betray him and go for his ex partner X-Pac. You saw the hurt in his eyes even if he didn't want to admit it, but you promised him you'll get revenge by beating her ass in a match.

"Really! Oh my god, tell Debra I said thank you." You cheered, a huge smile on your face. Stone Cold looked at your happy face. He's never seen someone so happy to beat up someone.

"Yeah, she said she doesn't blame you for wanting a match. She also tells me all the time how she hates Tori cause all she does is run around like she's untouchable."

You nodded your head in agreement. "Yeah, she really does. She thinks just because she had Kane who's all big that she was untouchable, but now she has a whole group of men. Now she feels invisible." You said, adding a weird tone at the end of your sentence. Stone Cold let out a small chuckle at that.

You were so busy talking with him that you didn't realize your husband had come backstage looking for you, but when he saw you talking to his rival Stone Cold, he felt jealousy enter his body.

He watched the whole conversation as you smiled and laughed, throwing your head back. When Stone Cold laughed he knew it was time to step in. Stone Cold doesn't laugh with anyone backstage.

Undertaker walked behind you, the sound of his boots hitting the floor catching your attention. You turned to see him glaring at Stone Cold, his eyes just as cold as his name.

"Austin, you better get your ass away from my wife, right now." Stone Cold held his hands up in surrender. He didn't want any trouble with the big man. "Aye Taker, I was just leaving, man."

Undertaker watched as Stone Cold left, going back to wherever he came from. He then looked at you with anger in his eyes. "Talking with Stone Cold, ain't you?" You let out a sigh at his tone.

You know he's mad by the way he sounds. "Yeah, he was letting me know that I have a match against Tori on Raw next week." Undertaker nodded his head, slipping his hands in his jean pockets.

"Yeah, telling you about a match, huh?" You nodded your head. "So what was all that laughing and smiling about?" You rolled your eyes. "He was telling me about something Debra said. There's no need to be jealous." Undertaker looked at you as if he was offended by your accusation. "Jealous? I'm not jealous, I'm-"

You cut him off. "Yes you are jealous! I just told you why I was talking to him and why I was laughing, but you don't believe me because jealousy is taking over you. You just can't fathom the fact I'm talking to another guy, and that he's your rival."

As much as Undertaker didn't want to admit that you're right, he knew you were. He hated seeing you laughing with Stone Cold. "You're right. I-I'm sorry it's just, seeing you talking with him, it— it made me feel upset." You gave him some sympathy, knowing how he was feeling.

Undertaker and Kane have a rivalry with Triple H and Stone Cold, so seeing your significant other talking with one of them would make you upset too.

"I get it, but there's no need to be jealous. I love you and I would never do anything to make you think otherwise."

Undertaker didn't say anything else as he pulled you in for a kiss.

Jealousy with You.

• Now when it comes to you being jealous it would be a girl's fault. With Taker being so big and popular, I feel like a girl would try flirting with him to get him to help her with beating up someone.

"1, 2, 3!"

*Ding, Ding, Ding*

The bell rang as you stood up and got your hand raised by the referee.

You just won your match against Ivory, smiling as you watched Right to Censor drag her out the ring, staring at you with disgusted eyes.

They've recently been getting onto you about your attire saying 'It's too revealing for the kids' but you honestly could care less.

You stepped out the ropes, walking backstage. Just as you turned the corner your husband's brother popped up, scaring you. "Oh shit, Kane! You scared me." You said with a hand on your heart.

Kane stood there with a blank expression in his eyes. "What is it?" Kane was silent, but his hand gripped your wrist, dragging you away from your spot.

You hissed as his grip was somewhat tight. "Kane, where are you taking me?" Kane ignored your questions, stopping as he saw the scene in front of him.

You tried peeking around his body to see what he stopped for. "What? What is it?" Kane finally stepped aside, letting you see what he was looking at.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you saw your husband Undertaker standing there, chewing and spitting his tobacco into a cup. "What? Why'd you bring me here, he's not doing any-"

You quickly stopped talking when you saw Trish Stratus walking up in a black outfit with a Deadman Inc. logo on her hat.

She wore a top that pushed her breast up high and a short skirt, showing off her perfectly tanned legs.

You could hear their conversation from where you were.

"Hey Taker." Trish greeted him. Undertaker looked up from his phone, and then looked right back down. He wanted and had nothing to do with Trish. "I said hello Taker." She repeated.

Undertaker looked up at her with an annoyed expression. "What the hell do you want, Trish?" Trish was slightly taken back by his tone, but covered it up with a smile.

"Well, my boys Test and Albert have gotten themselves into trouble with Too Cool, and I was wondering if you would like to be the other partner for them against Rikishi?" Undertaker stood there, looking at her.

She was obviously trying to seduce him with the slurry voice she was doing, and looking at him up and down.

Instead of answering he asked, "Where did you get that hat from?" Trish frowned, taking her hat off and looking at the logo. "Oh, I got it custom made for $300. Took some time to stitch it, but it was so worth it, knowing I would be talking to you." Trish said with a smile as if $300 on a logo wasn’t nothing.

He couldn't believe Trish spent money to try and get him to join her little group. "Well that was dumb as fuck because I'm not helping your boys out, so you better go find someone else." He finished his sentence with another spit of his tobacco.

Trish closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She could feel the frustration rise in her, but she knew she had to keep her cool in order to reel him in.

When her eyes opened, a new side of her showed. She was biting her lips, and her eyes were hooded. She took small steps to him, a hand resting on his chest.

"I tried asking your brother for help, but he unfortunately said no, but that's okay because he's not as strong, and big as you." She said, her manicured hands rubbing his tattooed arm. "And, I think the fans love you way more than they do Kane. You're so popular, and handsome."

As soon as her hand touched his beard you ran up to her from behind and punched her neck with your forearm. She went flying forward, her face hitting the floor with a groan.

"You dumb bitch, trying to seduce my man!" You yelled, getting on top of her and punching her face. Undertaker's eyes grew wide as he put his cup down on a table and grabbed your waist.

You were squirming in his hold, arms and legs flailing around to break out his hold and continue to beat her.

Soon Test and Albert turned the corner, coming to help their manager up. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!" You threaten her, as Test and Albert helped her up. Trish fixed her hair with a smile. "Don't be mad cause he thinks I'm hotter than you." You felt yourself grow even angrier at the little smirk on her face.

You were gonna wipe that off her pretty little face.

You turned in Takers hold, grabbing his tobacco spit cup and throwing the brown liquid all on her face and some on Tests' arm.

She let out a disgusted scream, and Test dropped her, in disgust at the brown spit on his arm. "Oh my god, ew!" She screamed, trying to wipe the spit off her body, but it was everywhere.

Now it was your turn to smirk as you watched her and her boys scramble away to the locker room. Undertaker finally let you go, letting out a breath. "Babe, you need to chill out. I wasn't gonna help her."

You nodded your head, running a hand over your face. "Oh, I know you weren't, otherwise I would kill you." Undertaker smiled, pulling you into his chest and kissing your forehead.

He looked at his brother who still stood in his spot, a small nod shooting towards him. "I swear I'm gonna beat her ass next week." Taker chuckled, rubbing your back.

"Kane, let's go. We're stopping by Regals office on our way to the locker room. I'm sure I'll get my match with the both of you there." You ordered, walking past him.

Taker couldn't and didn't stop you because he knows you're gonna get your revenge.

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My Good Little Helper

Pairing: Triple H x Assistant!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Blowjob, Cursing, Degradation, Hair Pulling, Oral, (Triple H Receiving) Praise, and Protected Sex.

Word Count: 1,632

Summary: Triple H is feeling stressed so he calls you to his office and takes his stress out on you by bending you over his desk.

A/N: First Time writing for Triple H. Hope You Enjoy!

You laughed at something a co-worker said as it was now your lunch break. "Yeah, and then I told him that he was gonna have to take up with the boss, not me!" You told a story to your co-worker.

Being Triple H's assistant is easy, but at the same time not. Obviously, there's many responsibilities you have, but it's kinda fun being his assistant, especially when he has a sort of thing for you.

Just then, the intercom turned on and the sound of your boss' voice caught your attention.

"Ms. Y/l, please come to my office asap. I repeat, Ms. Y/l, come to my office." The intercom cut off and all eyes were on you. You gave your co-workers a smile, worry hiding behind it. He sounded so angry.

Now you were trying to think if you did anything to piss him off.

You made his coffee before he came in, sorted some paperwork for next week's script, and even bought him lunch before going on your break, so what could you have done for him to be calling you in such an angry tone?

You stood in front of the door, taking a deep breath before knocking on the door. "Sir?" You called, slipping inside. You closed it behind you and turned around only to see Triple H laid back in his chair, tie loose from his suit. He looked so stressed. "Y/n. Come take a seat." He said, patting his lap.

You listened to him, walking over and sitting on his lap. Triple H's hand came around your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Are you okay, Sir?" You asked him in a meek voice.

Triple H sighed, closing his eyes tightly. "Feelin' stressed today. Got some many people coming in my office asking me for matches." You nodded your head, understanding him.

Triple H is a very busy man when it comes to being the owner of WWE after his Father in Law, Vince, stepped down from the business.

“Been thinkin' about you. Need you to help me relieve some stress, yeah?" You frowned, looking around the office. This wouldn't be the first time you two fucked, but fucking while still on the job, with the possibility of someone walking in is risky.

“But Sir, what if someone comes in?" Triple H only chuckled, his hand snaking down your body. "No one's gonna come in here. I've asked Lisa to put the sign up on my door. Now come on, get to your knees."

You let him gently push you down to your knees, so that you were at eye level with the obvious boner that was fighting his suit pants.

You slowly reached up, palming the bulge, teasingly squeezing it. "God, you're so hard." Triple H growled, his hand grabbing your wrist. "Y/n. Don't play with me." You knew he wasn't playing judging by the tone of his voice.

You unbuckled his belt, and pulled his pants off with the help of him lifting his hips up. As his underwear came into frame, you licked your lips at the sight. You took his cock out, making eye contact while slowly jerking him off.

Triple H began to feel impatient, his hands coming to your head to pull you to his cock. You met him halfway, wrapping your lips around him. Triple H groaned above you, throwing his head back on his desk chair as you took him deep down your throat.

You used your other hand to fondle with his balls, a deep moan erupting from his throat. You smiled getting that reaction out of him. His eyes opened, looking down at you, your mouth stuffed with his cock.

"Shit, let me fuck your mouth, please." You let him do as he pleased, wanting him to get the stress out of his body.

His hand held each side of your face as he thrusted his hips up. You tried to relax your jaw, feeling his cock stretch your mouth open wider, but it was too much. The gagging noises coming from you could be heard around the office as tears blurred your vision.

Your hands gripped his meaty thigh, steadying yourself as he used your mouth. "Ah, fuck." Triple H groaned out before letting you come off his cock with a cough. You coughed, breathing in and out, trying to get air in your lungs.

Triple H let you recover for a slight second before picking you up and bending you over his desk. You stood there, letting him pull your skirt down your legs, a satisfied hum coming from behind you. "Good girl. Not wearing any panties like I told you too." Triple H's hand rubbed your ass, kneading the soft flesh

You let out a soft whimper, attempting to push your ass back against him which caused a laugh to come from him. "Needy, aren't ya?" You whined. "Please fuck me, Sir. Need you to take your stress out on me."

Triple H was quiet as he dug in the bottom drawer of his desk and pulled out a condom. He used his teeth to rip open the package before sliding the condom on his cock.

Meanwhile, you were growing bratty and whiny, babbling pleads. "Please fuck me, Sir. I promise I'll be good! I swear I will, just wanna feel your-" Your sentence was cut off by a moan, feeling his cock slowly slip into your wet heat.

Triple H groaned, feeling your cunt squeeze his cock as soon as he bottomed out. He gave you a short minute to adjust to his size before slowly pushing his hips forward.

His hands spread your cheeks apart, grumbling at the way his cock disappeared in you. "God, look at that." You tried to turn your head around to see what he was talking about, but your head was harshly pushed on the desk.

You let out a small grunt, closing your eyes. "Don't move, just let me use you." The sudden small strokes of his hips turned into hard thrusts in a matter of seconds, making you scramble to hold onto the desk.

Things began to fall from the desk such as pens, papers, and even his lunch, but he didn't seem to care.

The sound of skin clapping filled the room as Triple H picked up his pace. His hips roughly slapped against your ass, his cock seemingly hitting spots you didn't know exist.

“Your cunt's so warm and tight. You're nothing, but a hole for me to use." Triple H muttered under his breath, as you clenched down on him. You should be offended by his words, but they only riled you up.

"Such a good girl, letting me take my stress out on your pretty body." His voice was a blur to you, as it all sounded muffled.

You were so focused on him and his cock, completely forgetting that you were at work until Triple H's phone began to ring.

You thought he would ignore it and let it keep ringing, or even just decline the call, but instead, he answered it, putting it on speaker, so you could hear.

“Hey, Hunter! You busy right now?" It was Shawn, a good friend of his. "What's up Shawn?" You listened as the two talked as if you weren't bent over a desk, getting your brains fucked out.

“Ah no, I'm not busy, what's up?" You had to cover your mouth with your hand, muffling your sweet sounds as the two talked.

The worst part of it all was that Shawn was a chatterbox. He just kept talking and talking and talking until your ears blew off.

Finally for what seemed like 10 minutes, but was only 5, he said his goodbyes. "Alright man, well I would get outta your hair if you had any, but not anymore!" Shawn joked earning a deep laugh from Triple H which caused your eyes to roll back.

“I'll see ya next week, and oh! Tell that sexy assistant of yours that I might need her for a week, if y'know what I mean." Your eyes grew wide hearing what Shawn said. "Well do. I'm sure we could make up something sometime next week." Then the call ended.

You ripped your hand off your mouth, a loud moan spilling from you. "Oh my god! You're fucking me so good, Sir!" Triple H's ego boosted at your praise, your hair suddenly getting yanked back.

“Heard what Shawn said? He said he wanted to make an arrangement next week. Got such a good cunt, my friends wanna fuck ya." You moaned at that.

The thought of getting fucked by his friend or even getting fucked by him and his friend at the same time had you so close to your release. "Oh, you like that, don't you? Go on. Cum for me." It only took a couple of thrusts until you came, body falling limp on the desk.

If it wasn't for Triple H holding your waist and your small grip on the desk, you would've fell. "Ah shit, I'm cumming!" Triple H came right after you, releasing his load into the condom with a groan.

He gently pulled out, pulling the full condom off his cock and throwing it into a nearby trash can. He looked down at your body, still bent over, back rising and falling. He grabbed his pants and put them on.

You watched with hazy eyes as he grabbed his suit jacket and put it over your shoulders. “Gonna take you home with me for being my good little helper today. I’m gonna take such good care of you when we get to my house.” He lastly said before picking you up and carrying you out the back door.

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