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Father Copeland you are so special to me <3

Summary: After watching reader fight for her life in a street fight against Julia Hart, Adam wrestles with his shameful feelings for her.

Your heart pounds in your ears as you and Julia trade blows in the ring. Each hit collides with your body like a semi plowing through a car at full-speed. But you push on. Warm streams of blood ooze down your face from the cut above your eye and impairs your vision. But you were past seeing red before Julia managed to cut you open.

'Win!' You scream in your mind. 'You have to push through it! You have to win!' Your thoughts scream in your head as you swing your elbow towards Julia's face.

Your elbow collides with Julia's nose and the cartilage crunches inward from the force. Julia lets out a houl that would send a shiver down any normal person's spine. But it only motivates you further. Like a shark smelling blood in the water. You reign down another punch to Julia's face, hitting her square in her nose that it surely broken by now. You can barely see from the blood starting to crustify over your entire face, but you don't care. You've got little miss, 'princess of darkness' dead to rights now.

One more good hit to Julia's face and Aubrey is yanking you off of her. You can barely hear the bell ring over the roar of the crowd. You fall to your knee's, chest heaving as you struggle to catch your breath. It's over. You did it. You beat Julia Hart for the TBS championship.

"And new, TBS Champion! YN LN!" Justin Roberts anounces your name and it's like music to your ears.

You work up the strenngth to rise to your feet and begin clawing at your face in order to remove some of the dried blood from it. You pick up the faint sound of footsteps approaching you as your vision begins to clear and you find your mentor waiting to present you with your hard-earned championship.

Adam Copeland.

"Congradulations, kid. That was one hell of a fight." Adam steps toward you with a proud smile. He hands the TBS championship over to you and raises your free hand high into the air. "Now come on. Let's get you cleaned up backstage. You should see yourself. Look's like something straight out of a horror movie." He chuckles lightheartedly.

"I feel like I just survived one." You match his laugh, despite the burn in your lungs.

Adam parts the ring ropes for you and helps you down off the apron. The two of you head up the ramp as the crowd all chants your name. You hold your head high as you head backstage. Adam directs you back to the locker room, and as soon as you're through the dour your knees begin to buckle.

"Shit!" Adam spots you falter as he's shutting the door behind him. He lurches forward and just manages to catch you before your legs give out. "YN! Are you alright?" Adam questions you as he helps hold you up.

"Yeah yeah." You nod, even though every possible inch of your body burns right now. "I just need to sit down." You assure him.

Adam nods and helps you over to a seat. You fall down into a chair with an exhausted sigh, clutching your new belt to your chest.

Adam towers over you with a worried look on his face. It's been four brutal months of watching you and Julia try and kill one another both in and out of the ring. And truth be told, Adam has hated every second of it. Copeland took you under his wing the same week he signed to AEW after watching you punch Christian square in the nose for trying to hit on you. He's been helping train you up since you're barely 22 and new to the wrestling business. Or at least that's what he tells himself anyway.

"I'm gonna go grab something to wash your face with." Adam clears his throat after a minute. "You rest. I'll be right back."

You nod, too exhausted to have any sort of protest or comment to make. You set your new belt down on your lap and admire the way it shines under the florecent locker room lights. You did it. It's your championship. You're a champion.

"Okay, I hope it's not too hot." Adam comes back with a damp cloth a few minutes later and leans down next to you.

"I can clean my own face, Adam" You protest when Copeland moves to do the job for you.

Adam shakes his head, not taking no for an answer. "You just went nearly an hour in a brutal street fight against a psychotic cult lady." He reminds you. "Let me do this for you. You deserve to rest up after all that."

"Fine." You huff.

With your protests silenced, Adam begins washing away the frankly alarming ammount of blood caked all over your face and neck. He tenatively washes away all the crusted muck that he can before he steps away from you. '

"There we go." Adam smiles to himself. "There's that sweet face again." He muses to himself. "How rested up are you feeling? Because now that it's not covered in an inch of dried sweat and blood. Well, you definetly need to go get that cut looked at before the night is over."

"Is it that bad?" You reply and reach a hand up to touch the wound.

Your fingers brush up against the cut and a stinging sensation flares up. You wince and nod to yourself, having answered your own question.

"Here, I'll walk you down there." Adam offers you a supportive arm to lean on.

"Thanks, Adam." You smile at him but stand up on your own. "But I'm a big girl, dad." You tease him playfully. "I can make it there by myself." You assure Copeland.

Adam nods, a twinge of guilt in his eyes.

'dad'

That term hits Copeland right in the chest as he watches you rise to your feet on your own. He's your mentor. Teacher. Nothing more. Copeland should be feeling proud of you right now. And he is, or rather, does. But pride isn't the only thing that he's feeling right now. Shame is another feeling welling up inside of him. Shame, because of the horrible thoughts that crossed his mind not half an hour ago while watching you dismantle Julia like some sort of feral gremlin. His feral gremlin. His woman. That's what you should be.

His. His and only his.

By the time Adam is done battling with his inner demons that are screaming at him to claim you as his, you are already gone from the locker room.

"Fucking hell." Adam mumbles to himself and plops down into a chair. "What the hell is the matter with me? She's young enough to be my daughter for christ sake!" He rubs a hand over his face.

"Who's young enough to be your daughter?" You come through the door and Copeland freezes up like a deer in headlights.

"YN!" Adam jumps out of his chair in surprise, a mortified look on his face. "That was fast!" He comments, chuckling nervously.

You nod and shut the door behind you. "Yeah. They gave me a couple of staples and then sent me on my way." You point to your head. "Anyway. Who's this young mystery girl you're so bent up about?" You ask him. "Anyone I know?"

"What?" Adam chokes. "I...umm...you..you heard that?" He stutters shamefully.

"Yep." You nod. "Well, some of it anyway." You clarify and set your chin your hand. "So. Who's the very lucky lady that you're pining after, Cope?" You ask him again.

Adam clears his throat and attempts to silently calm himself down. "It's no one." He insists. "Really. Nothing to worry about."

"Is that so?" You quirk a brow at your mentor. "Well then. That's boring." You frown.

Adam shrugs and settles back down into his seat. You seem to be satisfied with his half-assed answer. So Adam has no reason to be freaking out anymore. Right.

After a while of you and Adam chatting, you decide to spring a juicy piece of information in your mentor.

"You know, I ran into Ricky on the way back from the trainers room." You catch Adam's attention. "And he was telling me about a certain TNT champion that he saw making heart eyes at the tv monitors while my match with Julia was on." Your gaze flits to Copeland so you can gauge his reaction. "Well, heart eyes wasn't exactly what he said. But you catch my drift." You add with a sly smile.

"Oh?" Adam replies, and you watch him swallow thickly.

You nod and scoot closer to him with a grin. "So either you've got a serious crush on Julia that he need to discuss. Or, you've been keeping something from me, Adam." You confront him.

"Shit." Adam curses and shakes his head. "I'm sorry, YN." He sighs. "I...I never mean't for anything like this to happen. God, I'm so fucking ashamed of myself."

"Ashamed?" You reply. "Why is that?" You ask Adam. "Adam, what's the big deal that you've got a thing for me? I don't mind." You assure him.

Adam's eyes widen in surprise at your statement. "What? You don't?" He asks you. "How? YN, I'm more than twice your age! I...I could be your dad."

"You could certainly be my daddy, yes." You giggle with a teasing wink. "Adam, come on. You can relax. No one is going to care that you're twice my age, I can promise you that." You assure him.

"I...what the hell?" Adam shakes his head in disbeleif. "You really mean that? So....so, that means you feel the same then?" He asks you.

You nod and rise out of your seat. "I've had a crush on you for a criminally long time, Adam. Well, Christian was technically my first wrestling crush. But he doesn't need to know that." You add with a laugh. "So. Are you going to stop giving yourself a corinary and kiss me or not?" You tease him.

Adam manages to work up enough courage to reach forward and grab your arm. He yanks you down into his chair with one swift movement before crashing his lips to yours in a heated kiss that he's been dreaming about for months now. And it's even better than what he's been shamelessly picturing in his mind.

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ozzyonedge · 11 months

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Edge's photoshoots outtakes

Via WWE's Instagram

#adam copeland #adam edge copeland #edge wwe #wwe edge #edgeratedr #edge25

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midwestmade29 · 6 months

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✧ ALL of my stories are considered to be 18+ only, unless stated otherwise. Minors do not interact. I only write about All Elite Wrestling. ✧ Wrestlers I have written about so far:

Adam Copeland

Christian Cage

Eddie Kingston

Hangman Adam Page

House of Black

Jay White

Kenny Omega

Matt Jackson

Nick Jackson

Nick Wayne

Will Ospreay

✧ I plan on expanding my list as time goes on. There are still a few wrestlers I like that I haven't gotten to yet!

♥ Have a question/suggestion/request? Don't hesitate to reach out ♥

*Requests are currently closed*

Adam Cole: •[Coming Soon!]

Adam Copeland: •[Trust] -Requested •[Here For You] -Requested •[Get Well Soon] -Requested •[The House Always Wins] -Requested

Christian Cage: •[Protective] -Requested •[Just The Way You Are] -Requested •[Surprise] -Requested •[Everything and More] -Requested •[Private Celebration] -Requested •[Little Moments] -Requested •[Blended] -Requested •[Valentine Request] -Smut •[Memories of You] -Valentine's Prompt story •[Milestone] -Requested •[Rekindled] -Requested •[Distraction] -Smut •[Prequel to Broken Promise] -Requested •[Recovery] -Requested •[Broken Promise] -Angst •[Changes] -Requestesd •[It's a Wonderful Life] -Requested •[High Stakes] -Requested •[Mine] -Smut •[Bonus Mom] -Requested •[Ice Skating] -Fluff •[Bubble Bath] -Smut •[Let It Snow] -Fluff •[Christmas Morning Proposal] -Fluff •[Do You Understand Me?] -Smut •[A Labor of Love] [Part 2] -Requested •[Dirty Talk] [Part 2] -Smut •[Head Canon] •[Choose Me] [Part 2] [Part 3] -Angst •[Unworthy] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] -Angst/Smut

Darby Allin: •[Coming Soon!]

Eddie Kingston: •[Unexpected] [Part 2] [Part 3] -Fluff

Hangman Adam Page: •[For The Both Of Us] -Fluff •[Short & Sweet 2] -Fluff •[Cuffed] -Requested •[Short & Sweet] -Fluff •[Do Over] -Angst/Smut •[Missing Someone] -Angst •[Collaboration] [Part 2] [Part 3] -Angst •[Birthday Girl] -Smut •[Need You Now] -Angst/Smut •[Cowboy Take Me Away] -Fluffy smut •[Giddy Up] -Requested •[Cowboy Hat] -Smut

House of Black/Adam Copeland: •[The House Always Wins] -Requested

Jay White: •[Stress Relief] -Smut •[Jealousy] -Smut •[Sweet Girl] -Smut

Kenny Omega: •[Never Alone] -Requested •[Biggest Fan] -Requested •[Playing in the Snow] -Fluff

Matt Jackson: •[Tease] -Requested •[EVP] -Requested •[Rectify] -Smut •[Christmas Lights] -Fluff

Nick Jackson: •[Swimming] -Coming Soon 🖤 •[Solo] -Requested •[Proposition] -Requested •[Play With Me] -Requested •[TLC] -Requested •[First Kiss Under the Mistletoe] -Fluff

Nick Wanye: •[Smile] -Requested

Will Ospreay: •[S.O.S] -Smut

Masterlist graphic by: @saradika-graphics 🖤 Divider by: @firefly-graphics 🖤

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clericofinfamy · 4 months

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edge - smackdown, december 14 2007.

wanted to edit some adam in these trying times ;w;

#i want that shirt #it’s actually cool asf #actually nvm only if it’s the one adam originally wore #wwe #wwe smackdown #wwe raw #wwe lb #aew #aew collision #aew dynamite #wwe edit #edge wwe #adam copeland #adam edge copeland

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windhamsrotunda · 2 years

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Only Hell Comes

Pairing: Edge (WWE) x Female! Reader

Summary: Edge has some unfinished business to take care of with his old disciples The Judgment Day after his return at SummerSlam.

Rating / Warnings: Mature, Descriptions of Violence, LOTS of mentioning(s) of The Judgement Day and The Mysterios (they live in this fanfic mainly with Edge), Angst, Smut, Dominant! Edge, Use of pet names (Lady bug, pretty girl), Finn flirting with YN later on in the fic backstage, Overly Protective / Pissed! Edge, 18+ Only.

Word Count: 6,057

(DIVIDER CREDITS GO TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER!!)

Tagging: @damnnhausen @cuttingedge708 @munsinner @haileysmall2005 @cuzimacomedian @whenimakeitshine1234 @ferrell-cat @s1nfuls @purplegirl20 @babiidee28 @dominikmysterio619 @doom-cookies-and-louis @demonqueen29 @josiewrites @lghockey @ringer04 @auburnwrites @rheaanddamianfan

You were at WWE’s backstage in Nashville, Tennesse at Summer Slam in the arena where the capacity was over 40,000 fans to hold in such a massive place like this. You chewed on your freshly black polished nails, your boyfriend, Adam, was scheduled to make his return ever since the June 6th episode of Raw, where he had been betrayed by his former disciples, The Judgment Day. He was somewhere in the archives, but wasn’t yet seen. Rey and Dominik, who were your closest friends, had been scheduled for a no disqualification match that very Saturday night with Damian Priest and Finn Balor.

You pushed a thin strand of your h/c hair to the side that was falling into your face, your mind growing with worrisome thoughts and the ‘’what if this happens tonight?’’ popping up all over in your head. Rhea Ripley, who’s a part of The Judgment Day, was known to be one of your best friends since she joined the WWE to train to become the entertainer she is today. A best friend who had recently betrayed you was the most heart wrenching thing to ever put up with. She was like another person, a person who you would never forgive after what she has done to you, nobody like her should be trusted. Ever.

‘’Good luck tonight out there, guys.’’ You greeted Rey and Dominik, who were heading out to somehow in some way get revenge on The Judgement Day.

‘’Thank you, YN. We’ll make sure we kick their asses for you,’’ Dominik winked, followed by a laugh from his father Rey.

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity for Rey and Dominik to get their revenge on Rhea, Damian, and Finn. This match was going to be one hell of a show to never forget, one for the ages. You have had hope left in you for them as you watched on like a proud, close friend who was considered family to The Mysterio’s. Sitting yourself down in a chair, you watched on the big television screen from the backstage area, the worrisome thoughts began to disappear without a trace as your eyes were glued to the silver screen, displaying Rey and Dominik coming down the ramp and into the ring they were about to share with Damian and Finn. Smiling, your arms were tightly crossed against your chest hugging yourself, telling yourself mentally: ‘’They’re going to get their vengeance.’’

Right as Rey and Dominik had Finn and Damian slung over in the ropes, they attempted to dial up the ‘’619’’ move, but that damn bitch Rhea had to ruin it by pulling them both out of the ring by force. Your eyes rolled, sighing while your fingers tapped at a steady pace upon your lap.

‘’Get a chair!’’ Rhea demanded, pointing at Finn demanding orders to him to finish your closest friends off.

‘’No, no, no. This can’t end this way----’’ You sprung from out of your chair, with the biggest concern washed over your face.

Within seconds before the chaos grew more intense, the blood red brood lights shone across the screen. You gasped, your boyfriend Adam, who you had not seen in 2 months, looked so different, yet so reborn. He had a red jacket with spikes on the shoulders, black skinny jean pants, and appeared to had fix his hair up a bit. Before you knew it, he was running down the long-trailed ramp, giving Finn Balor a forceful high kick to the jaw. As Damian tried to retreat from out of the ring, Adam speared a hole right through him. The crowd’s reaction was astounding, not even you could get the words out to coherent your sentences properly. It felt so refreshing to have Adam back. To not only get his vengeance on The Judgement Day, but saving your closest friends from devastating injuries.

‘’That’s my Adam!’’ You yelled, celebrating his return while the cameras panned in on a devious smiling Adam by Rey and Dominik’s side, Dominik appearing to pin Damian for the ‘’3 count’’ to be claimed as victorious. Your emotions washed over you, you were filled with rapturous feelings it was unbearable to handle.

It was just a good night.

‘’Adam!’’ You darted over to your boyfriend, giving him a wide smile and welcoming arms to embrace him into a bear hug.

‘’Hi, honey. How have you been? My gosh, haven’t seen you in over 2 months. I didn’t know you were going to be here,’’ He was in awe by the way you have reacted when you saw him in person instead of on a big tv screen.

‘’Long story short, I came here not only to support Rey and Dominik, but I had a heavy feeling you were going to return tonight. So, I traveled over 1,000 miles just to see you guys.’’ You rubbed the back of your boyfriend’s neck, he hummed in delight by your delicate touch on his skin.

‘’1,000 miles? You’re shitting, right?’’ Adam let out a laugh, shocked only for you to do such a thing.

You playfully nuzzled the tip of your nose against his, he had no idea you had this all planned in your head after all. He placed large hands on the back of your head, forehead against yours's as you were about to fall into his trap normally like you usually do whenever you’re with him. You smelled the cologne off of him, he smelled so good it was so addicting. The smell of his cologne was your favorite smell of all besides the scent of lavenders. Sighing, you suddenly pulled away.

‘’What’s up, ladybug?’’ He asked with a hand clamped on your shoulder; his hazel green eyes deeply boring into yours's.

‘’It’s just I haven’t seen you in over two months, babe. I missed you so, so much. You should know one thing, and one thing only. I want you around every day like you used to be. It’s.... just not the same anymore.’’ You stated, standing back scratching the back of your neck with nails dug deep into your skin.

‘’No, no. Please do not think like this, YN. You’ll always have me around; I promise you under one condition. I will never leave you like I did two months ago, okay ladybug?’’ Adam scooched in closer to you, his palm now cupping the side of your cheek.

‘’Okay.’’ You replied, realizing the words that he spoke to you were true.

Perhaps you were overthinking shit again, but today was not the day to overthink. You wanted to think carelessly and live free, but the chair to the skull of Adam is unforgettable. The Judgment Day was always there in your head, they just needed to be stopped. But how? How can you stop them when they’re powerful and not to forget, your ex best fucking friend was dragged deep into the depths of hell and sold her soul to the devil that very day when she joined forces with them.

‘’Now come on, let’s go home.’’ Your boyfriend took your hand into his, exiting out of the arena with you to catch a private jet.

Once the two of you arrived at your destination to reserve seats on a private jet, he leaded you into a backroom with purple judgment day themed lights. Crashing his pillowy lips onto yours’s, kissing you with a passionate fire burning in his throat, he grumbled something under his breath that was hard to make out. Ignoring the sudden sound he made, his tongue slipped into your mouth, and while your tongues were dancing for dominance, he pushed you against a wall. Adam grabbed a handful of the silk material of your black and white checkered mini skirt, tearing it off of you. The cold air swooshed across your legs, you moaned out his name aloud, your panties growing wetter and wetter by the minute.

‘’Turn around. Now.’’ He huskily whispered in your ear, striking your ass with the palm of his dominant hand.

You wince, nodding in eagerness, turning yourself around so your chest was pushed up against the hollowed wall, he controlled where your hands were aimed at, practically pinning them above your head as you felt the large bulge in his pants rubbing against your thigh. His hand glided up underneath your loose shirt, while his other hand was tightly pinning your wrists together. Pulling the shirt that covered you up over your head, he tossed it to the side of the room.

‘’God pretty girl, you’re soaked.’’ He eyed you down, admiring the cum trickling down your thighs.

‘’Didn’t have to barely touch you and you’re already this wet for me.’’ Adam t’sked at the hundreds of goosebumps developing on your skin, whatever he had said or done to you made you more drunk in love with him than you already are. He caressed the flesh on your thighs before giving it a light smack, he felt your body up while you were begging for him to fuck you on the private jet.

‘’A-Adam, please take me.’’ The tone of your voice began too gradually be loud, enough for him to get frustrated and dominant you.

‘’If you really wanted this, ladybug, you should’ve spoken up sooner,’’ He erotically teased, you mentally adding a ‘’you motherfucker’’ on top of it.

His idle hands cupped underneath the bottom of your fleshy ass, hoisting you up, quickly switching sides with you so you can be face to face with him. With your skinny legs tightly secured around his waist, you felt the head of his cock slowly sink deep inside of you, inch by very inch. It didn’t take long to adjust down onto his size, but Oh. My. God. He was huge and perfect in size. You could take him like a pro, not having a bit of a problem at all. His jaw had dropped, and his head threw back, moaning blissfully.

‘’Oh, my fucking god, lady bug. How are you taking all of me so good?’’ He moaned deeply, sending shrilled shivers up your spine, thrusting his hips up for a better angle to send you off the edge. Biting down on your bottom lip, you wailed out his name repeatedly. Adam felt so fucking good inside you, you were unable to coherent words into sentences from being so cock drunk off of him.

‘’I love you, oh my god!’’ You cried, your walls beginning to clamp around his cock.

‘’Could do this all night, such a pretty, pretty girl. How did I get this lucky to have a pretty girl like you?’’ He breathlessly chuckled, staring deeply into your e/c eyes, while a gleam of sweat rolled down the side of his face. He looked so good hot and bothered for you, his face fell into your moon lit collarbones, making your pussy throb furiously once he reached your spot.

‘’Tell me how good I make you fucking feel. Use your words.’’

‘’You make me feel beyond good! I’m going to cum, ah!’’ You warned, but not doing so until you had the green light to do it.

When you were about to hit your highs, Adam pulled out of you, bending you over his knee and his palm striking your ass once more.

‘’P-please let me cum!’’ You begged, looking up at the Canadian man with short hair, who was laughing at you.

‘’Not until you make me cum first.’’

Such a tease.

Adam ravishingly spanked you again before bringing you down to give him what he wanted in the past 2 months, the thing he was craving from you was your mouth around his cock.

Your head pushed down onto him with no hesitating offer, you bobbed your head up and down rapidly until you hit the end of his dick. He groaned your name, pulling your head closer on him, gagging while saliva poured from out of your hollowed mouth and onto your breasts. He grasped your h/c locks, shooting his seed inside your mouth. Managing to swallow all of it, your jet-black mascara streamed down your rosy cheeks.

‘’D-damn, did I hurt you?’’ He panted loudly, kneeling down at your level, grasping the back of your head.

‘’No, babe. You didn’t hurt me. It was... intense.’’ You trailed off for a second, breaking eye contact with him.

‘’As in a good intense or bad intense...?’’ He tried to fight the words out of you, but you just weren’t quite ready to tell him exactly how you felt because of your dragged, shallowed breaths.

‘’It’s okay, ladybug. Let’s get cleaned up.’’ He helped you off of your knees, sitting you down in one of the private jet passenger seats, bringing you some wipes and a baby blue towel to wipe you up. He carefully wiped you down with care, he kissed your inner thigh, making you slightly hum. It went from ‘’Call me daddy’’ to ‘’I’ll take good care of you, princess’’ mode for Adam himself. He instantly switched gears from being a dominant partner, to a love and caring boyfriend who just wanted the best for his girlfriend.

Your eyebrows raised as it realized to be that he was being so gentle with you. The way he swept the wipe against your skin and drying you off as gently as possible was the reason why you loved him. Exhaling a dragged sigh, you angled your legs up so he could help finish cleaning you up. The Rated R Superstar brought your legs down, and got up off of his knees and leaned down so he could kiss you goodnight.

‘’Get some rest, baby.’’ He smiled brightly, covering him and you up in a blanket.

‘’Goodnight Adam, I love you.’’

‘’I love you too.’’

The very next day, you appeared to have transferred from the private jet and into Adam’s moving car. Groggily rubbing your eyes, your phone lit up. Grabbing your phone, you yawned and swiped down to read a text message from Dominik Mysterio:

‘’Hi YN. Hope all is well.’’

‘’Hey, yeah, I am just in the car with Adam at the moment appearing to drive home.’’ You texted, then putting your phone face down on your lap.

‘’Somebody must’ve had a good nap.’’ Your boyfriend jokingly said that alarmed you, then turning to focus in on the road.

You fumbled with your pearly white shoelaces, flashbacking to last night at SummerSlam in Nashville, Tennessee. Adam’s return to the WWE was absolutely mind blowing, you were the proudest girlfriend to have ever lay eyes on The Rated R Superstar. You were glad he joined forces with Rey and Dominik Mysterio once again, the old him but with a new look had returned. You were just lucky to have a man like him by your side at all times.

Adam put on his turn signal to turn into the street of his home in Asheville, North Carolina. Once you knew it before your very eyes, you were home with him. Pulling up in the driveway of his house, he parked, opening the car door hopping out of his car and then opening the passenger door car to help you out. You thanked him, following behind him as he clutched his keys in one hand to unlock the door to his house. Welcoming you to walk inside first, your eyes skimmed around the living room. Wow, you thought. How nice and aesthetically pleasing the house looking just by your eyes skimming around. You got lost by wandering over to the kitchen, footsteps heavy, your breath was taken away only by the sight of how OCD styled the kitchen looked. Everything neatly stacked in the coverts, including the bright silver-stained knives, forks, and spoons in the drawers of the kitchen.

‘’Wow.’’ You mouthed, arms then found their way to your waist, pulling you in closely.

‘’I tend to keep my house clean every so often, you know?’’ His lips tugged into a smile, his head leaning down to purse his lips on your shoulder. Your lungs inhaled the scent of his cologne, it drove you off the wall when he had kissed your shoulders and your sensitive collarbones.

‘’Yeah, I can tell just by looking at it. You do a really good job.’’ You replied, a hum in satisfaction escaped through you while he continued his attack on your collarbones, teeth gently grazing over your flesh. God fucking damn it, Adam. The burning, passionate sensation became overruling in the heat in between your legs, all you thought about was how he became to be a better boyfriend to you, and how the two of you were going to end The Judgment Day for good. Your mind was swarmed with good, positive thoughts, getting vengeance on Finn, Damian, and Rhea was now on your mind 24/7. You couldn’t procrastinate any longer, you needed to act on it as quickly as possible this coming Monday Night Raw.

***SKIP TO MONDAY NIGHT RAW***

You walked around the backstage area, to check on Adam. Knocking on his locker room door, the door opened within a few seconds.

‘’Hi honey, what can I do for you?’’ He smiled, leaning his upper body weight against his locker room door.

‘’Hi babe, I just wanted to tell you to be careful out there. And please keep your eyes peeled, I don’t want anything bad happening to you again.’’ You encouraged, standing on your tippy toes and kissing him on the forehead.

‘’Trust me, YN. I won’t let anything bad happen. I know all of their silly little games. You won’t see me in a neck brace ever again as far as I am concerned.’’ He winked at you. Something was going to happen tonight, and you weren’t feeling so sure about it.

‘’Okay. Like I said, just please be cautious. I love you.’’ You gave him a quick peck on the lips before walking away. Your heart pounded violently out of your chest, leaning against a nearby wall, you heard inaudible voices from behind you. Shit, shit. That was your cue to run.

‘’Where do ya think you’re going, YN?’’ Rhea taunted, Finn and Damian walking by her side, you were outnumbered.

‘’ADAM!’’ You yelled for your boyfriend, backing away as quickly as possible.

‘’Rhea, Damian, I think I need you guys to go elsewhere. I got YN.’’ Finn said, a frustrated groan came out of Rhea and Damian both, as they walked away from the two of you.

You were left with Finn Balor, who couldn’t be trusted as much as them.

‘’What do you want, Finn?’’ You asked, crossing your arms into your chest.

‘’You know, YN. I have been wanting to do this with you for quite a while now,’’ He trailed off, his ocean blue eyes spearing into yours's.

The lump in your throat grew hard, you had no idea what was next for you. Finn chuckled darkly, looking away for a split second, his eyes met yours's again. You were silent, but was being quiet instead of screaming your lungs out for help the best option?

‘’Leave me alone, please Finn.’’ You pleaded quietly, not even giving him a bit of acknowledgement. His lips eagerly met yours's, you closed your eyes shut, slightly giving in.

‘’What the fuck?’’ a voice scowled suddenly; it was Adam.

‘’Hey, hey. Take it easy, man. She was doing you a favor, and being my bitch for the night.’’ Finn spat, laughing at a now pissed off Adam Copeland.

‘’Fuck you!’’ He screamed, pushing The Judgment Day leader to the ground with force, punching him in the face.

‘’Adam! Please!’’ You yelled, trying to get him off of Finn Balor before things turned uglier.

‘’What is all the ruckus going on?!’’ Rey appeared with his son Dominik rushing to the scene, they were shocked to see a bloodied-up Finn.

‘’This is not over, Adam!’’ Finn screamed, retreating and stumbling off into the distance.

‘’Damn, you fucked him up good.’’ Dominik commented to Adam, who was huffing and puffing.

‘’Let’s go, YN. I will see you guys around.’’ Adam drug you out by your arm, and into his locker room to push you down on the couch.

‘’You really thought I was going to let Finn do this shit to you?” He rebelliously said, hands resting on either side of the burgundy couch, eyes on you.

‘’No, Adam.’’ Was all you could choke out, eyes slightly tearing up.

‘’I saw him fucking kiss you the way he did. He’s such a nasty son of a bitch.’’ He stammered, running his hands through his short, blonde hair.

‘’I--- I know. I am sorry, Adam. I should’ve done something to protect myself from him---’’

He abbreviatedly cut you off.

‘’Damn right you should’ve. A promo is calling my name, and I have to go out there now and face the crowd.’’ He grabbed the hem of your shirt, his lips roughly crashing onto yours's. You tasted his tongue which was beginning to devour you whole. Pulling away, he breathlessly said the words: ‘’Finn will never get to have you like I do. Never.’’

You nodded, in amazement of how much he can knock the wind out of your lungs by kissing you like he did just now.

‘’You think you know me?’’

His entrance music hit, the crowd went insane due to the long gone ‘’Metalingus.’’ No longer ‘’The Other Side’’ since Damian, Rhea, and Finn took over that theme song. He ran out with a passion, doing what he does best. Not only for him, but for the fans that were in Houston Texas that night as well. Remembering calling the fans ‘’sheep’’ and demanding them to ‘’rise for the judgment day’’ wasn’t really the true Adam you knew. He smiled at the camera, acting like nothing happened between you and Finn. You watched his body language, how his body language was fake, his smile to the crowd was a bit of a fake one. Knowing he was a bit pissed off, and not wanting to put up with anybody’s bullshit, especially Finn Balor’s. He was known to be over protective of you, on and off camera. No matter the circumstances, he made sure he made it well known that only he can have you, no one else can. Not even Finn, not even his friend Damian Priest.

‘’Finn, Damian, Rhea, I’m going to end The Judgment Day.’’

Was an understatement he was going to make happen pretty soon. He was a man of his word, nobody as crazy as The Rated R Superstar could dismantle The Judgment Day and tear them apart limb by limb. Hell, if it took Rey, Dominik, and Adam to have a three-on-three situation, then so be it.

‘’That’s damn right, baby!’’ You called out, clapping your hands and cheering for your already not in a good mood boyfriend. You knew in your soul he was going to get his hands on Finn for what he did to you backstage which was uncalled for, he wasn’t happy go lucky with you either. Which you respected in every aspect possible. Because he would never do anything to hurt you at all. Trusting in your gut that he still loves and cares about you, you walked back into his locker room and waited for his return.

Later that night, Adam was chasing after Damian and Finn in the distance after accidentally spearing Dominik, who seemed to have had it pretty hard. You rushed to the ring, and checked on him alongside with Rey.

‘’Is he going to be okay?’’ You inquired to WWE Personnel's, looking down in concern on Dominik.

‘’I am sure he is going to be just fine, YN.’’ Adam Pearce replied, giving an unsure look to you.

Lies.

You helped an injured Dominik out of the ring with his father Rey, shoving Adam Pearce out of the way as the crowd in Houston watching on in complete silence, whispering to one another about how Adam Copeland ‘’accidentally’’ speared Dominik when he was supposed to spear Damian Priest instead. An ungodly thing to do to your friend, for heavens sake since it was done on accident. When you, Rey, and Dominik hit backstage, you have seen Finn and Damian knocked out cold on the solid concrete ground.

''Oh my god. Oh my god.'' You repeatedly said, a crazed Adam must've done this.

‘’Get some help out here, will you!?’’ Adam Pearce called from checking on Dominik Mysterio, to part of The Judgment Day being violently laid out by your boyfriend. Who in god's green earth knew where Rhea Ripley had hid.

Rolling your eyes at the treatment they were giving Damian and Finn, it was unbelievable that they got this much attention, and Dominik didn’t. He might’ve broken his ribs, but who cares, right?

‘’Yeah, this is a bunch of BS. You guys should’ve treated Dominik for broken ribs. Let’s get out of here, guys.’’ You walked over their lifeless bodies, getting to your car and driving off with Rey in the passenger side and Dominik in the back of the car.

Rey crooned his neck to check on his son, who was clutching at his ribs from the devastating spear he received, and the assault from The Judgment Day.

‘’It’ll be okay, son. Just hang in there, okay?’’ He said with worry in his eyes behind the mask he was wearing.

‘’I’m hanging in there, father.’’ Dominik winced, giving a weak ‘’thumbs up’’ signal to his worried father figure.

A call had come through your phone while you were driving.

‘’My Rated R Superstar <3’’

It was Adam.

You swiped the accept call button on your screen to answer:

‘’Hello? Babe? Where are you?’’

‘’Hi, honey. I’m at *insert random address place here*. Before you get here, you need to drop Rey and Dominik off. I need to have a chat with you alone.’’ His voice dripped in an erotic tone.

‘’YN, who’s that on the phone?” Rey asked, trying to listen in closely.

‘’No one don’t worry about it, Rey. And okay, on it.’’ You hung up as soon as Rey was reaching for your phone to grab it out of your hand.

‘’Stop it, I’m a grown ass woman.’’ You growled, pushing the phone in your back pocket.

Rey sighed, and folded his arms across his chest not saying another word. You pulled up by a near hotel which was probably around where Adam was at.

‘’Here we are, Rey, I need you to take care of Dominik and I will give you the money to check into this hotel. I’ll be back tomorrow morning to pick you guys up. Here’s your luggage.’’ You stated, grabbing their luggage.

‘’Besides, my boyfriend is calling for me.’’

‘’Wait, wait. Where’s Adam?’’ Dominik questioned in curiosity, while you handed his father the suitcases they took with them.

‘’Oh, don’t worry about it please. I’m sure he’s fine. I will let you both know tomorrow morning,’’ You gave a weak smile, waving goodbye to Dominik and Rey walking through the hotel doors.

Now, you got to go see where Adam’s location was at to see what he wanted. You got into your car again, turning the key to the ignition of your car, turning on your GPS and speeding out of the hotel driveway.

‘’Take the next right onto **** Drive’’. The GPS told you, you took the next right onto where it was telling you to go. Soon as you took a right onto the next street, your eyes scanned through the scenery of the street. It was a bit foggy out, your headlights had shone against the fog, it was around 10pm at night. The insects of the night were screaming, the moon light was far from different than before. Maybe you were dreaming.

Anxiously driving your car with two hands gripped around the black leather steering wheel, your heart fluttered up your throat, one minute until you hit where your partner is, you added in your head.

The minute had passed before you knew it.

‘’Your destination is on the left.’’

‘’Arrived.’’

‘’Here goes nothing.’’ You blurted aloud.

You felt your own two feet walk up upon the creaky stairs of the porch, not recognizing whose house this belonged to. Your fist shakily knocked on the door, a large shadow came up to the door, and swung the door open, grabbing you with force – your heart dropped to the floor and you’ve heard the same door you knocked on seconds ago slammed behind you.

‘’Welcome, YN.’’ a Canadian male voice greeted. The light flickered on, Christian?

‘’I--- I didn’t know you moved?’’ You questioned reality, thinking you were going insane as you saw his eyebrows furrow down.

‘’Oh, didn’t I tell you over text a few minutes ago that Adam was not going to be here alone?’’

Okay...

Pulling out your phone from out of your purse, you looked at the text Christian had unexpectedly sent you. You haven’t heard or seen Christian in over 2 years since he departed from WWE and joined AEW. He looked about the same, but his attitude was a bit different.

‘’He wanted to have a talk with me...? Where is he?’’ You looked beside Christian’s shoulder, a 6’5 male figure came from out of the kitchen.

‘’There he is, now the two of you can go have a talk, I will be right back.’’ Christian announced, patting you on the back of the shoulder, leaning in your ear to whisper: ‘’Nice seeing you again.’’ Then giving you a cheap quickened peck on the cheek.

Your cheeks flushed, shaking off the smell of wine lingering from Christian’s breath, your eyes narrowed toward Adam, a tsk came out of him at his best friend.

‘’Christian really doesn’t know any better, does he?’’ He joked regarding the small peck on the cheek Christian gave you, setting his coffee cup down onto the marbled kitchen counter.

‘’I suppose, also were you drinking with him just now?’’ You inquired, pointing at the cup he sat down on the counter resting flat on the surface beside him.

‘’Me? No, don't be silly my little ladybug.’’ He welcomed you with his arms extended, walking towards you. You hugged the back of his neck, your nose burned from the smell of blood red wine split on the same red jacket he was wearing at SummerSlam.

‘’Adam, you can be honest. Were you drinking?’’ You took a step back away from the love of your life, who seemed to be acting a bit off. He scratched the nape of his neck, and let out a frustrated sighed.

‘’Okay, fine. You caught me red handed. I drank only a little sip of wine and that’s it. Besides, I’m a coffee drinker.’’ He explained, you scowled at him instead of accepting the fact he had a drink with his long-time best friend, Christian Cage.

You gritted your teeth together, not getting too pissed off at him to the point where you had to walk away from it all.

‘’YN....’’ Adam voiced, tugging your arm to signal you to stay with him.

‘’I still need to have that talk with you,’’

‘’Promise me one thing, you will be honest with me from now on?’’ Your voice dripping in distress, finding his large hands and pressing them into yours’s.

‘’I promise. Anything I can do to improve myself to become a better man for you, dear.’’

Worry and regret washed over the face of The Rated R Superstar, he never wanted to lose you over something stupid like this. In his gut, he wanted to have a care-free life with the love of his life, which was you. All he needed was that special, trustable, and bondable relationship in his life. Despite having bad luck with his other girlfriends, you were probably the only one who understood him to the fullest. The grandfather clock hanging up on the wall in Christian’s Livingroom had just now struck 11pm. Trusting in your gut about the talk he was about to have with you, you closed your eyes.

‘’Okay, I’m ready to talk.’’ You announced, eyes sewn shut as a visible smile tugged onto his pillowy lips. A calloused hand rested on your waist before gliding up on your broad shoulder. Was there something more added to it that you just weren’t aware of? He kept quiet, his every move was swift and sympathetic.

‘’I don’t think talking means a whole lot, baby doll. I want to show you with action on how I exactly feel.’’ His whisper lingered in your ear, sending you off cloud nine. Your hands blindly moved down to his belt buckle, attempting to unbuckle his belt right when he grabbed your hand, pushing it away.

‘’No. I said what I said, I believe it is my turn to make you feel good.’’ Keeping his word, Adam’s teeth nipped at your skin, your moan shivered from out of you while he continued to feel you up like the night when the two of you fucked in the private jet you rented for the night just to get away from both of your troubles. You were backed into the kitchen counter, he lifted you up by your ass, his lips smashed onto the nape of your neck.

‘’Fuck, w-what if Christian catches us?’’ You moaned in between your words, thoughts swimming around the thought about getting caught having sex in the middle of his own kitchen.

‘’Stop worrying so damn much, baby doll. If he were to catch us right here, I’d suggest you go lock that door so he cannot get in to his own house.’’

Evil is what evil does.

You snickered, hopping off of the counter, dashing to the entrance door of his home, peaking out to make sure he wasn’t really home. You proceeded to lock the door, running back over to an already aroused Adam Copeland and jumping on the kitchen counter again. His palm smacked the surface of your ass, growling in your ear to get you high off of him. Rubbing you through your clothed crotch, his fingers linked into the waistband of your leggings, sliding them off of you so you could kick them completely off. Leaning down, his mouth devoured your thighs, sucking on them harshly to give you hickeys.

‘’Fuck!’’ You verbalized, throwing your head back in an arousing way. That was why he was called The Rated R Superstar, because every time you would have sex with him, he made sure to give you one hell of a show. Panting, you gripped the edge of the kitchen counter in which you were still sat upon. His mouth moved from the bottom of your thighs, up to your pussy.

Eyes rolling spontaneously, your body was quivering underneath him automatically when he ate your pussy out like a man that was starving. His tongue lapped up your juices flowing out of you, his hums and groans vibrated on you sending you straight to heaven. Scratching and clawing at the back of his neck, your nails dug deep into his skin until you climaxed all over his neatly trimmed beard and face.

‘’How was it?’’ He withdrawed, with those mesmerizing hazel green eyes looking up at you innocently.

‘’It.... was fantastic.’’ You drawled, softly smiling.

‘’Hey, I’m glad I can make you feel good, better than Finn can anyway.’’ Adam remarked, chuckling.

‘’Nobody can make me feel good as you can, baby.’’

Authors Note: This took over 5 or 6 days to complete this, holy fucking shit. I can’t believe I finally completed this! Anywho, hope you guys loved reading. ;)

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racerchix21 · 2 years

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Throwback Thursday to the first tag teams I became a fan of!! Also look at long haired Christian 😍🥵

#wwe #adam edge copeland #Christian #Matt Hardy #Jeff Hardy

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braindead-virtually-tv · 2 years

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I saw a comment somewhere that said the Judgement Day v Finn/Liv/AJ is just Selfish Tops v Power Bottoms and I -

#wwe #wwe raw #judgement day #liv morgan #rhea ripley #adam edge copeland #aj styles #finn balor #damian priest

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jinouchibhue · 3 months

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#wolf #adam edge copeland #jinouchi.txt #wrestling

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ozzyonedge · 9 months

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Even if it is the end, at least this time it's on HIS terms, and not because he was forced to like in 2011.

The fact that he managed to come back was amazing. For him and for all us Edgeheads.

He turns 50 at the end of October. And his body got so beat up over the years, and suffered many injuries.

Knowing when to stop is important. It's actually a good idea to do it while you're still on top.

Thank you Edge!

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midwestmade29 · 4 months

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Distraction 😏

I was in the mood to write some smut, so this is what I came up with! This one is for all my fellow Christian girlies 🥰

My story was inspired by this picture from Adam Copeland’s Instagram (It’s from 2018):

Okay, now back to writing my requested stories 🤣

Due to the explicit nature, this story is NSFW or minors. If you are not 18+ please KEEP SCROLLING. Minors do not interact.

Disclaimers: Teasing, masturbation, cursing, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

Word count: 1,313

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

You wanted Christian's attention, and boy did you get it...

It had already been a long day filled with traveling and meetings. You and Christian finally made it back to your hotel room and you were more than ready to snuggle up next to your man in bed. You kicked off your shoes and started removing your jewelry when you noticed Christian texting away on his phone. “I thought you were done with work for today?” You asked as he took a headset out from his carryon bag. “I was, but Adam just asked me if we could finish recording our podcast episode. It shouldn’t take very long. I’ll be all yours when we’re done,” he offered, but it didn’t help ease your disappointment. You sighed and gave your rebuttal, “Can’t it wait until tomorrow? You’ve been going nonstop since 5:30 this morning! Let your mind rest and come to bed with me.” Christian walked over and kissed your forehead as he wrapped you in a warm embrace. He whispered against the top of your head while you nuzzled your face into his chest, “If I do it now, then I can get it over with and have more free time with you tomorrow. I promise I’ll make it quick!”

40 minutes later, Christian was still chatting away with Adam while you flipped through the tv channels. You were growing restless, your eyelids feeling heavy as the minutes ticked on, but you didn’t want to go to sleep without Christian by your side. When you glanced over at him sitting in a chair, you noticed he was almost falling asleep too! You motioned for him to come over and join you in bed, but he smiled and shook his head no. A dramatic sigh escaped your lips and you abruptly turned over in bed facing away from him. The more you laid there pouting, the more your mind started to wander, and then an idea suddenly struck you. You quickly scooted off the bed and grabbed one of Christian’s wrestling shirts from your suitcase, and when you reemerged from the bathroom you could feel Christian’s eyes on you. You decided to give him a show! You tossed your worn clothes towards your bag, “accidentally” missing the opening and shrugged when they fell to the floor. As you bent over to pick them up, the bottom of your t-shirt slid up your body, revealing your bare ass in the process. You knew Christian got a clear view of everything when you heard him gasp and tell Adam through his headset, “N-nothing is wrong. Go on!”

You walked over to the bed and sat down with your legs spread apart, offering Christian a glimpse at what was in between them. You delighted in seeing his jaw drop when you slid your hand under your shirt and started massaging your breasts and toying with your nipples. You drug your fingers down your abdomen and the closer they got to your clit, Christian nearly came unglued! “O-oh my God…” involuntarily fell from his lips when you started making slow circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing you to press your head against the pillow and gasp at your slow movements. Christian tried to remain stoic, but his resolve was rapidly fading the longer he watched you pleasure yourself. He could tell your release was getting close as your breathy pants filled the air and when your hips swayed back and forth against your fingers. While you preferred Christian to pleasure you, there was no denying how erotic it felt playing with yourself while he watched. As you slid a finger inside, he finally had enough of your teasing and abruptly ended his conversation with Adam! Your hand stilled and you closed your legs slightly when he appeared at the foot of the bed. You smiled innocently in his direction before asking, “Did you enjoy watching? Good thing you ended your call when you did. I was about to cum all over my fingers…” Christian immediately started unbuckling his belt and let his pants and boxers slide to the floor, exposing his throbbing cock. Your eyes noticed the precum glistening on his swollen tip and it made you salivate at the sight of it! Christian took his hard length in his hand and started stroking himself slowly, never taking his eyes off you as he spoke, “Since you’re in a teasing mood tonight, how about I make you watch while I stroke myself? All while not being allowed to touch yourself or me. Just lay there and watch as I cum, leaving your pretty little cunt a wet, aching mess! Is that what my little tease wants?”

You shook your head no, but Christian wasn’t satisfied with that. He started stroking his length faster while squeezing himself harder, making you squirm on the bed while you tried to ignore the growing heat between your legs. When he threw his head back and cursed under his breath, you had seen enough! “Christian, please! Stop!” you whined. He chuckled to himself, and his movements stilled when he heard your plea. “What’s wrong, beautiful? Not having fun now that the roles have been reversed?” With a smirk on his face, he crawled onto the bed, and spread your legs with his own before pressing himself against your sensitive cunt. His face was buried in your neck as he kissed and sucked the delicate skin, his lips ghosting along your ear as he whispered, “You thought you were so cute teasing me like that while I was conducting my business. Let’s see how cute you are as I fuck you senseless.” He pulled his shirt over his head before taking yours off too, both of you smiling into the fiery kiss you shared when you were finally skin on skin.

Christian positioned his length at your entrance and in one swift motion, he thrust himself inside of you. He was already sliding in and out of you with ease from your fervent arousal, his thickness stretching your walls as they gripped and pulled him. “God, you feel so fucking good!” Christian said breathlessly. “Were you at least thinking of me while you touched yourself?” A moan escaped your lips preventing you from responding, but Christian was thoroughly enjoying the noises you were making. “Tell me baby. Who were you thinking of that made you so wet?” He hit the sweet spot inside you, making you stammer out your reply, “Y-you Christian. I th-thought ah! About you!” Your confession sent both of you into overdrive, Christian’s thrusts becoming sloppier the closer he got to his release. He let out a feral groan when you wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing him even deeper inside of you. “Yes! Just like that, Christian! P-please don’t stop!” you encouraged. He fucked you just the way you liked, ultimately bringing you to your release. You cried out his name as your back arched off the bed, the pleasure of your orgasm shooting through your entire body. Your fingertips and toes were tingling from the intensity of it, your walls pulsated against Christian. His own release consumed him not long after! His body still pressed you into the mattress while he tried to catch his breath and you reveled in the way it tickled each time he exhaled on your chest. Once he steadied himself, he pulled out of you and rolled over onto his back and closed his eyes. He was officially spent! Your sigh caught his attention though, and he slowly opened his eyes and asked you what was wrong. “You didn’t kiss me goodnight!” you complained as you scooted over closer to him. Christian opened his arms welcoming you into his embrace as he murmured, “Still so needy, even after I just fucked you. You’re insatiable baby.” You smiled against his chest, drifting off to sleep as fatigue officially overtook both of you.

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