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famousstatesmanbearroad · 5 months

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SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY (Cody Rhodes, WWE)

• Summary: You made many enemies throughout your career in World Wrestling Entertainment. Some of which you despise so much it makes you sick to your stomach. But the more you two hate each other, the more the sexual tension becomes too intense to ignore.

• Parings: Cody Rhodes X Fem Reader

Warning- Language, 18+ only (minors DNI), Dirty Talk, Smut, unprotected sex, (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

You and your brother are known for making enemies everywhere you go. You two can’t help it, however. Being called “The best in the world” doesn’t sit right with anyone who just sees two shallow siblings who run their mouths and don’t care about the consequences.

You and Punk ran around WWE when you two were young. Winning championships, making history, making friends, and making enemies. You made much more in both the men's and women's divisions. The females were jealous, and all they did was sit around and gossip to one another with a camera in their faces as if Total Divas was another name for The Real Housewives.

You didn’t care about making friends, although you did make a few. Some eventually turned into enemies. But there was one person who was at the very top of your list.

Cody Rhodes

Since the very first day you step into WWE and Join Punk’s side, You dislike Rhodes. That dislike eventually turned into hatred. You two even went out of your way to ruin the other day.

He and your brother never got to work together in the same ring, not that you know of, which didn’t make sense on why you and Cody had so much anger towards each other.

What made things worse was his return to WWE. After Rhodes took his balls and left WWE, you continued to do what you do best: make history and make enemies. But his being back was now ten times worse than before he left. As a matter of fact, it was now complete hell.

He’s mature since the last time you saw him. But it didn’t mean he wasn’t getting under your skin because he was. The way Cody looked at you, flashed his smile in your direction, and spoke to you in a way he shouldn’t make you, well, simply punch him in the face.

He was distracting you, something that you are now realizing. He’s distracting you before, but you always shrugged it off and ignored it

This time you can’t.

And what made things worse was the night Sami called you.

As much as Sami annoyed the living hell out of you when he first joined the roster, one thing that man was good at was making you laugh on and off-screen, which is one of the many reasons why you consider Sami a friend.

But he knew your situation with Damian Priest, someone you've been seeing for a while. He was another person who got on your nerves only because he wouldn’t give up on making you his, which, for a moment, you gave him a chance

But as you walk out of your hotel room's bathroom with fresh, clean clothes after taking a shower, your phone, which was laid on your bed, was being blown up Sami himself.

Before you could even read the unread messages, his name appeared, causing you to groan while answering the phone.

“Sami, you better have a good reason why you’re calling my phone, or else I'm going to kill you when I find you!” You spoke with a slight growl through your voice.

“Is it true?” Sami asked, bringing you into confusion. “Because if it is, Damian knows, and he’s not too happy about it.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” You asked, unsure what he was talking about. So many possibilities pop into your head, but you haven’t done any recently that would get you in trouble with anyone, let alone Damian

“You and Cody?”

You almost gagged at the name Cody. You rolled your eyes but caught up at the mention of you and Cody. It made you even more confused

“What about me and Cody?” You asked, but instantly regretted hearing what came from Sami’s mouth.

“You slept with him, Y/N? Please tell me that’s not true because he and Damian got into a fight backstage earlier, and Damian is pissed as hell.”

You were taken aback by this false information that was received from you. But you had no clue how to take the information in.

“Who told you this?” You asked.

“Cody said it himself,” Sami said. “He t-"

“Sami?” You interrupted your friend, which he hummed yes in response. “Where’s Cody, so I can find him and murder him.”

That alone answered Sami's questions that you two did absolutely nothing. Even if you two did, you would of told him. But Sami shook his head, even though you couldn’t see it.

“Last time I checked, he was somewhere in the hotel, but I don’t know which room he’s in.”

With that, you hung up; you needed to find Cody one way or another, or else you weren’t sleeping tonight. You place your slippers on and head downstairs to the lobby. You weren’t sure if this idea would work, only the person you were going to didn’t like you that much.

You knocked on Jey’s door, someone you saw entering their room before you entered yours. To your surprise, he answered but had a curious look.

“Where’s Cody?” You asked. Jey smirked at you as he crossed his arms. “You’re looking for your man, Brooks?” He asked, calling you by your last name.

You didn’t have time for his jokes as you rolled your eyes. “Do you want to get punched in the face, Fatu?” You replied, mentioning his government last name. Jey rolled his eyes at your comment.

“He’s the floor above us, letting B.”

You smiled at his answer before walking off to find the closest elevator. Clicking on the number above yours, you waited impatiently for the elevator to open on his floor. When it did, you stomped to his door, banging it so loud you probably woke up others nearby.

The door eventually slams open, revealing Cody, who stands before you. When he realizes this, he flashes a smile at you.

Cody knew that telling Damian this false information would come back to you. He didn’t think it would be this soon, but seeing your face fill with anger made Cody happy.

“What can I do for you today, Y/N?” He asked, crossing his arms. You stormed right at him, hitting him repeatedly. The last time you had put your hands on him was one heated argument when he mentioned your brother, someone you do not play about.

Cody, however, being strong, took your wrist and pinned it against the door after closing once you struck at him.

“Why would you tell Damian you and I slept with each other? You know that’s not true!” You growled at him. All Cody did was laugh, which made you angry even more.

“Come on, Y/N, I did you a favor,” Cody spoke. “You don’t even like him like that.”

You fought with the grip of his hand around your wrist, only for it to be slammed right at the door. “And how would you know that, Rhodes? You know nothing about me?”

“I know a lot more than you think, princess,” Cody spoke, causing you to roll your eyes at him. “Damian is too soft, too much of a good guy even though he plays this bad guy on camera.”

“Oh, like you’re any different?” You scoffed, only for him to smirk at you. “I’m not, you’re right. But I don’t need to try to get you in my room desperately; look how easy it was for you to come over here. You can’t stay away from me like you couldn’t all these years.”

Once again, you fought with him by moving your wrist, only for him to succeed. You weren’t doing, however, to hit him like how you initially tried to. Something in you changed as he spoke to you. It was like now you need to push him back. He suddenly felt a little close to you.

“You need someone that plays the same game you do, someone that keeps you off your feet, someone that makes your entire head and your entire body feel on fire. Damian is not getting the job done.” Cody spoke, lowering his voice as if it was some way of getting his words into you, which it was.

“And how do you know what I want and need?” You spat at him. Little did you know that all of your anger was riling him up.

“Because darling, you and I have played this game for a long time. And the amount of times you left me hard, I know I had the same effect on you and left you soaking wet.”

Your eyes widened at his confession. However, whether you want to admit it or not, he wasn’t wrong. You two have a lot of sexual tension built up between you two that you haven’t even realized yourself until now. And at that very moment, just by Cody kept debating whether he should look at your eyes or your lips, it was turning you on.

“Cody, let go of me.” You spoke lowly. Cody smirked once again, letting go of your wrists. But instead of hitting him, you stood there in front of him, not even moving an inch.

“What happened? I thought you were going to hit me again,” Cody teased. His smile dropped, however, as you looked up at him.

“I hate you,”

“I hate you more,” He replies.

“You make me wanna pull my hair out,” You groaned in frustration.

“And you make me wanna throw you on the bed right now and fuck you senselessly till you stop disrespecting me.”

“Nothing you could do will make me respect,” You spat at him. His eyes darted at you as he licked his lips. He was riled up, half hard by how close you two were. And you were no better. The way he was speaking was making you want him to do exactly what you made him feel.

That’s exactly what Cody was planning on doing.

He attached lips to yours as his arms snaked onto your waist, pulling you closer than before. The kiss was innocent for a moment.

That was until you let out a small whimper, Causing Cody to deepened the kiss. Your back arched against the door as your breast touched his clothed chest. Your fingers messed in between Cody’s hair as the two desperately needed one another.

Your body was on fire. Something Cody mentioned that you needed. And he was giving you exactly that. But you wanted more.

“Are you gonna respect me?” Cody teased as he asks this in between the kisses. All you did was smirk and shake your head. “Never,”

You suddenly let out a moan at the pain of Cody’s hand connecting to your ass. That sound alone drove Cody insane.

His nails dug into the side of your waist as he pulled off the ground. Your legs were now wrapped around him, and you let out pants as Cody's lips kissed down your neck.

Your entire head was spinning. You couldn’t believe that the very moment, someone you truly hated from the bottom of your guts, was making you feel like this. And you know that if you even thought about this days ago, probably longer, you would throw up at the thought of it.

But now here you were, making noises you never thought Cody would ever make you earn while you two made out with each other.

Your back went cold after Cody pulled you off the door your back pressed against. You then felt yourself slipping from Cody’s grip as you fell onto the mattress he put you in.

You look up at Cody. He had crazy written all over his eyes as he trailed down your body. You realize what you wore as you showered earlier and changed into clothes.

An oversized shirt, nothing particular, just plain, and shorts. Cody's hand was wrapped around your ankle. It was like he was in a trance from looking at your body head to toe.

You couldn’t help but tease him a bit, enjoying the way he looked at you. Your feet slide down his clothed chest down to his joggers. You can feel his member throbbing against your feet before you bring it back to his chest. He took a hold of it, kissing the heel of your feet, all while watching you.

“Are you gonna respect me?” Cody asked his previous question to you. You smiled at him and shook your head as you repeated your answer. “Never.”

Cody chuckled as he lowered himself down to him. “Don’t say I never warn you,”’

He kisses you once more, with more lust, while your hand finds his hair again. Your other yanked on the shirt that covered him.

Cody took the hint, pulling off the shirt before placing his lips right on yours again. Your hands roamed around his arms and back, feeling his bare skin. You can feel him shudder against your touch before he begins grinding against you.

You lost track of your breathing as he did this while he worked on his neck. You never felt this needy in your entire life as you began to move your hips against him.

“Cody,” you whispered, though it sounded more like a moan. Cody’s lips pressed barely against your ears, sending you chills. “Tell me what you need, Y/N.” He spoke. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”

You knew you were going to regret this later on. But at the moment, you couldn’t care less. You needed him.

“I want you, Cody. Please.”

Cody groaned before kissing you. His hands went underneath your shirt, massaging your skin before he realized you weren’t wearing a bra, widening his eyes a bit.

He took your shirt as it went flying somewhere. His eyes shifted to your chest as your breast laid perfectly on there.

You let out a sigh as his tongue attached themselves to your breast, playing with them and massaging them with his hand. His other hand, however, slid down to the waistband of your shorts. Your breathing got heavier as he slipped them down inside of you, immediately the wetness he created inside your underwear.

“Holy shittt,” Cody shuddered as he gathered your wetness. “I barely touched you, and this is how bad you need me. You wet for me, baby,”

You could help but moan at the touch of Cody rubbing your clit. You couldn’t help but think about the last time someone touched you, which made you smirk.

“I haven’t been touched in almost a year.” You spoke. You bit your lips, almost whining, when Cody suddenly stopped rubbing your clit.

“You’re lying?” He asked, looking down at you. But you shook your head. You might as well give him the complete honesty you thought.

“It was some random guy I didn’t even finish.” You spoke. Cody stared blankly at you. “You haven’t had an orgasm in almost a year, too?”

You bit your lip again as you shook your head. Cody's eyes closed slowly as he remained silent. At first, you weren’t sure what was going on, but Cody let out a painful moan and opened his eyes. If his eyes couldn’t get darker than before, it was now.

“It’s okay, baby; I’m gonna take care of you.” Cody moaned. “Daddy’s gonna take care of you.”

Your eyes fluttered closed as you let out a moan. You had extreme daddy issues but never to the extent where you would be turned on this badly by Cody calling himself daddy.

Your shorts were pulled off along your panties, leaving you completely naked in front of Cody. His eyes never left you as he spread your legs open and began fingering you.

“Mmm, fuck.” You moaned as you began to feel hotter than before. Your hips began to grind his fingers as he rubbed your clit faster.

When your eyes never opened, Cody’s finger slowed down. “Look at me, keep your eyes opened.”

Your whines were needy; you felt him slow down, but the minute you opened your eyes and looked up at him, he flashed his smile, which you still hated.

“Keep your eyes on me, and I’ll give you what you want, okay baby?”

You nodded. But it wasn’t enough for Cody. “Use your words babygirl.”

You were loving and hating the way he was in control right now. Loved it because of how good it felt and hated it because you knew he would keep this over your head for as long as you lived. But right now, you didn’t care as you spoke, “Yes, Daddy.”

Cody licked his lips at you. “Good girl,” he spoke, then suddenly grabbed you by your legs, scooting you closer to him.

Your eyes went wide, followed by moaning as you saw his head dipped in between your legs, as his tongue slid between your wet folds, licking it.

Your moans filled the room as Cody stared up at you, watching him taste your clit. If you didn’t wake up the neighbor from banging on his door earlier, you probably did right now.

“Baby, don’t stop,” You moaned, letting out a cry. You couldn’t move if you wanted to; Cody had your legs held down.

“Calm down, baby girl,” Cody spoke as you struggled uncontrollably underneath his grip. “Just enjoy my tongue. Enjoy me please you.”

You let out a whine when he said this as you threw your head back, moaning. Your hand found its way to his hair, gripping harshly, causing a vibration throughout your body as he groaned in between your clit.

“Cody?” You spoke out. Cody hums in response as his tongue doesn’t stop the work it’s doing on you. “Cody, I’m… I’m… fuccckkk baby."

The words that left your mouth immediately made Cody know that you were close to your climax, something that you hadn’t had in a while. His remembering that made him pressed harder against your clit, nose touching it as his head shook vigorously against you.

You let out a cry of moans as your back arched once, feeling his fingers slide deep into you. You couldn’t take much longer before feeling what may have been one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had in your entire life.

Your body shook before going stiff a bit, then collapsed your back onto the bed, panting. Cody's head appeared from between as he flashed yet another smile, all while panting.

Somehow, throughout this aura stage, you desperately fought against, you managed to make a snarky comment about it.

“Wipe that stupid smile off your face, asshole,” Cody smirked when you said this and leaned towards you. “You’re gonna still disrespect me?”

A smirk appeared on your lips. Despite your legs being semi-numb, you being in this semi-aura stage, and Cody being a fucking dick but somehow incredibly attractive, you manage to push him onto the bed as your naked body straddle on top of him. Cody was taken back, but his eyes immediately fell onto your body, how you sat on top of him.

“You’re never getting any respect from me,” you spoke before kissing him. You can taste yourself; he grabs hold of your neck, deepening the kiss.

It got out of control momentarily as you two expressed more frustration. You didn’t realize until a second later that you began grinding on top of Cody.

His hands slid down to your hips, moving you against him. You can feel him throbbing against you, causing you to moan.

“You’re so sexy,” Cody moaned out as you let out whimpers in his ears. “So fucking beautiful.”

You felt butterflies in your stomach as he said this. It felt weird. Having him say things like that to you and receiving butterflies was new to you. He always made you sick.

Now, it was the opposite, but you pushed it to the side as you got off of him and placed his hand on the waistband of his pants.

Cody helped you pull his pants off, along with his boxers. You unintentionally bite your lips at the size of his member.

You finally understood him, understood why he was always so cocky and why his ego was so big. It was as big as his member. And it came out as he looked at you, smirking. You were looking at it longer than expected.

“What’s that matter? Never fuck a big cock before?”

You smirk before straddling back on him. “I can put my clothes back on and leave.” You spoke. Cody smiled at you. “But you’re not.”

You immediately shut him up by kissing him. You felt relaxed as you sat on his member. However, the two of you let out a moan as he moved your hips, grinding you against him.

“I can feel you clenching, and you're not even in me,” He moaned as he looked up at you, enjoying yourself on him. It was the hottest thing he’s ever seen. Your eyes were closed as you concentrated on the feeling of him.

You let out a whine as Cody stopped you, but suddenly let out a loud moan as he rubbed his cock on your clit before inserting himself in you.

Both of you two let out a gasp. A part you thought you could handle the size, but you were wrong. And you weren’t helping Cody either as you clenched around him. “Fuck you’re so tight; stop clenching around me, or else I’m going cum.”

You felt yourself wanting another orgasm as you started bouncing on his member. Moans filled the room as the two looked at each other.

Cody concentrated on you as you looked down at him with your hands pinned onto his chest. His hand was on your breast, massaging it, while his other hand smacked down on your ass, causing you to moan loudly.

“Talk to me, baby,” You spoke as you enjoyed yourself on his cock. Cody smirked as he watched you please yourself. “I love how you take my cock, baby, you’re so pretty.”

Your head threw back. “Your cock feels amazing, fuck!”

“Yeah, that’s baby girl, keep going.” Cody moaned. You could help but scream in pleasure when he held you in place and started fucking in pace.

“Oh gosh, just like that.” You moaned. Cody groaned before sliding his arm around your waist and flipping you over.

You now looked up at him as clapping sounds filled the room with your moans. “Fuck you’re so hot!” You moaned, watching him spread your legs apart and deepen his cock in you.

“Shittt, Y/N,” Cody spoke. “You have no idea how bad I dreamt about fucking your tight pussy of yours.”

Your mind was too dizzy even to comprehend what Cody said. Much less, you couldn’t understand what you were saying. You just wanted to finish.

“Yeah, tell me more,” You moaned as you swore you felt Cody’s cock twitch as you said this.

“The amount of times you left me hard. The way I wanted to fuck your ignorant ass out of you. I even jerk off at the thought of it.”

“Cody, fuck!!” You cried out as you felt your orgasm coming. You started clenching more than before, indicating to Cody that you were about to reach your climax.

He hovers over you, slamming himself in you as he reaches your G-spot. Your legs were numb; all you felt was him and only him.

“Cody, I’m close, baby!” You moaned. The way Cody was moaning in your ears wasn’t helping as your hands flew on his back, nails digging into it.

“I’m gonna cum baby.” Cody moaned in your ears. You kissed on his shoulders, holding on to him. “Cum in me, baby.”

“Yeah, you want me to cum in you?” He said, looking at you. “You’re such a slut, shit, come on baby, finish on my cock.”

Your breast pressed against his chest as you reached your second orgasm. You moaned louder than expected when you felt him shoot himself inside of you, cumming. You thank the lord for birth control; otherwise, you would have been pregnant right there and then.

Cody pulled himself out, and as you felt him leaking out of you, he lay next to you as the two of you panted.

It now hit you. You fucked Cody Rhodes. The guy you truly despised. The guy who made your life a living hell.

Cody looked at you, watching your expression as he realized what had happened. You looked over at him, and eventually, that hatred for him appeared right there when he flashed another stupid smile.

“Are you gonna show me respect?” He asked, fully aware of your answer. You answered anyway, panting still but shaking your head at him.

“Never.”

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trulyhisnightmare · 14 days

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His Nightmare | C.Rhodes

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Parings: Cody Rhodes x fiancé!reader

Summary: it’s Cody’s day off and you want him

Warnings: oral (f!receiving), fingering, dry riding, reader has a tattoo for Cody and he does for her, swearing, dirty talk, illusions to more smut.

Word count: 525

a/n: first imagine, was actually nervous about posting this but anything for the new champ.

Being engaged to a professional wrestler was an adventure every day. The days Cody wasn’t working were the days he still had to maintain his persona and start Instagram and twitter beef. “Cody.” You whine from the couch, scrolling through twitter and seeing Cody tweet for the tenth time in ten minutes. “What’s wrong?” He says, coming down in a dress shirt and sitting beside you. “You realize how rare days off are in wwe, right?” You ask, snuggling up to his side, running a finger up and down his chest.

Cody nods in confusion, not really knowing what you’re getting at. “It’s your day off and you’re more on your phone than you are on me.” You clarify. “I just wanna feel the American nightmare.” You whine into his ear, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. “Jesus, love, have you been this needy all day?” He taunts, leaning further back into the couch. You swing a leg over his lap and fully straddle him, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.

You pushed apart the opening of his shirt seeing the tattoo of “𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇ℯ.” It replicated yours, however yours said “𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇ℯ.” The memory of getting the tattoos together makes your heart race. Your finger traced along the cursive ink in his chest while placing kisses along his neck and his hands running up and down your back, pulling you further into him, practically placing you on his bulge.

Cody bunched up the bottom of your shirt, pulling it over your head and unclasping your bra, letting your tits feel the coolness of the room causing your nipples to harden. “Fuck baby. All this for me.” Cody says, grazing his thumbs over your nipples. You arch into his body, your breathing uneven all into his ear. “Cody please. More.” You beg, letting out a low moan as he attaches his lips around your nipple while his hand plays with the other.

You pulled off Cody’s button up, wrapping your arms around his biceps as you arched forward. Cody let his hand wander down your stomach to the entrance of your pant line. You gasp at Cody, cold fingers tracing your fold. “That’s it baby, just relax.” Cody flipped the two of you, allowing your back to hit the couch, making Cody on top, peeling your panties off.

Cody's hands rubbed against your thighs, back to your clit. He slowly rubbed it over with his thumb while placing wet kisses along your neck. He trails his mouth along your body, inserting a finger ever so slowly, finally allowing you to feel undeniable pleasure. His tongue circles your clit, creating endless figure eights. Your thighs try to clamp around his head, but he uses his hands to keep them apart.

“Cody, please. I need you.” You whimper thrashing in his hold. You let out an anguish cry of pleasure as Cody caught your orgasm on his finger. You perch up on your elbows as Cody gets off the couch. “You better make it to our bedroom before I do.” He says giving you a smirk making you blush, biting your lips slightly as you rushed to the bedroom.

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aalyssah · 1 year

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Shut Me Up

Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Cursing, Cum Eating, Mention of Daddy Kink, Face Sitting, Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Oral, (Reader Receiving), Pet Names, (Pretty Girl & Sweet Girl), Praise, and Spanking. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,011

Request/Summary: "Could you do one for Cody Rhodes? Something similar to the 'take a seat' chapter with Jey please."

A/N: Requested by someone on Wattpad. Hope You Enjoy!

You sat backstage, watching the promo between your husband Cody and Brock Lesnar.

Their feud recently has been going off the charts. One moment they're trash talking and the next, they're beating the living shit out of each other.

It wouldn't be surprising if another fight broke loose, but how would make you shocked. It was all over words. Cody saying something and Brock clapping back, but when Brock said something about you, all hell broke loose.

And I quote, "After I beat your ass at Backlash, I might have to pay your wife, Y/n a visit and show her who a real man is." The moment that sentence came out his mouth, Cody was on him. Punches after punches, everyone could tell this wasn't part of the script.

Yelling was heard backstage as security ran out to the ring and surprisingly, you went out. Cody never wants you going out to the ring especially if it's with Brock, but right now you don't care about that. The security tried holding the boy's back, but they kept breaking out their hold and fighting back.

It was until you yelled. "Cody, stop! Calm down!" Through all the ruckus, you put your hand on his arm, tugging him back gently. Cody stopped the moment he felt your soft hold on him and backed away. You held onto his arm, dragging him away and out the ring.

When you two got backstage, you sat there for 5 minutes, listening to Triple H scold him about his actions before going back to the locker room, getting your bags, and going back to the hotel.

Cody was pacing back and forth, mumbling things under his breath. "Codes, babe, you need to calm down." Cody stopped mid step, turning to look at you. "What do you mean, calm down? Y/n, he just said something about you. My wife. Of course I'm gonna be mad."

He continued pacing back and forth, making you roll your eyes. "I understand. I would be too if some girl said something about you, but you need to remember that you were at work. You can't go punching guys like you did him."

Cody sighed, knowing you're right. "I know, but-" You held your hand up, shutting him up instantly. "I don't wanna hear it. God, you need to learn to just shut up and close your mouth. That's the whole reason y'all are fighting in the first place." As you went to your bag, realization hit Cody.

You want him to shut up? Fine, you'll get it. "Then come sit on my face and shut me up." You froze, turning to look at him. "Cody, what?" You nervously chuckled, thinking he was joking, but the seriousness on his face showed it all.

"Take your pants and panties off and come sit on my face. Give me something to occupy my mouth with." You and Cody stood there, staring at each other from across the room. "Cody I-'' Cody went to the bed, sat on his back, and took his shirt off.

"Come on." He motioned with his finger. "Are you serious?" Cody looked at you with a scary glare. You instantly took your pants and panties off. Slowly, you walked over to him and sat on the bed. "Cody, are you sure about this? I don't wanna-"

Cody didn't let you finish your sentence when he grabbed you and put you over his head. "Cody!" You hovered over him, not wanting to crush him, but Cody did not like that one bit. "I said sit, not fucking hover." He pulled you down by the thighs, fully sitting you down on his face.

With a satisfied hum, he dived in, licking a long stripe up your lips, collecting your juices. You moaned, holding at the headboard, so you didn’t fall. He was practically making out with your core, kissing and suckling at your folds, nose bumping at your clit slightly.

The slurping and suckling noises were nasty, but not as bad as the noises coming from your mouth. He pulled back, catching his breath while smiling after hearing you whine. “Such a pretty girl.” He praised, rubbing his hands against your ass.

He teasingly nipped at your clit, making you try to pull back. A slap to the ass made you go limp, on the headboard. “Don’t run from me.” He continued his assault on your core, hand coming down to your ass, rubbing at your small hole. “C-code.”

He shushed you, attempting to push his finger in your ass. “Shh, baby. Let me have my fun.” You tried to stay focused on the way he was eating you out, but that finger was really throwing you off.

Your hands came down to his hair, tugging slightly when he lapped at your folds. Cody’s hands went to your shirt, grasping at your hardened nipples through your shirt. He slid his hand up, rolling and teasing your perky nipples, earning a whiny moan from you. “Gonna cum, daddy!” You were too busy in pleasure, you didn’t know what you said, but Cody did.

“Gonna cum for me? Huh, sweet girl?” You bit your lip, nodding your head even though he couldn’t see. “Go ahead. Fall apart for me.” You began grinding against him, hips moving at a fast pace to chase your release. “That’s it baby, such a good girl.”

He rubbed your thighs slowly as you came, praising you, but all you heard was mumbled. Your body was moving everywhere, legs tightened around his head, body rising in the air, and moans coming out your mouth. Cody had to physically hold you against him because you were moving so much.

When he was finished lapping at your juices, you rolled off him, plopping on the bed. You looked over at Cody, seeing him lick his glistening lips from your juices. “So daddy, huh?”

You embarrassingly hit his chest, hiding your face in the pillow. “Shut up!” You shyly said. “Shut me up then.” He said, pointing at his face once more.

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josslynpowell1 · 21 days

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SO PROUD OF CODY!!! HE DESERVED THIS!!

GREAT DAY TO BE A CODY CRY BABY 🙌

Cody Rhodes 🔛🔝🙌

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cupidsfaerie · 10 months

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good luck charm ✧.* | cody rhodes x reader

cody rhodes x fem! reader

summary: brock flirts with reader, leading to cody's jealousy. in the end, reader is cody's good luck charm to getting the beast down. ·˚ ༘

genre: fluff + implied smut ·˚ ༘

a/n: cody has had me in a slight chokehold lately, so here's a fic for you guys who have been in the same boat <3

mondays were always the longest day of the week. the start of a fresh new week, but also having to be at work for monday night raw was always something you had to get used to, no matter how long you had worked for wwe. you were currently in the locker room that you shared with your boyfriend, cody rhodes, as you watched him prepare to go out to the ring and cut a promo.

"how does this look, babe?" he questioned, as he finished putting on his suit jacket. you looked up at him, softly biting your lip, "so good, i feel like you know what you do to me when you look this good every week." you said, as you wrapped your arms around him. "maybe i do, i just like hearing it." he said, as he pulled you in for a kiss.

you heard a knock at the door, followed by the crew calling for cody. "you're up next cody!" you smiled softly, as you heard cody respond with, "on it!"

"duty calls. you got this, baby. i know brock keeps coming and attacking you, but i know you're strong enough to take him. i have to get ready for my match now, but i'll be keeping my eye on you." you added, kissing his cheek softly.

"thank you, babe. good luck tonight. i love you." he said, kissing you one more time. "thank you, baby. now go out there and make brock pay!" you said, chuckling.

once cody had left, you started to get changed into your attire, but still never taking your eyes off of the screen. something about your boyfriend had always put you into a trance. the suits he wore, the confidence he had when he spoke. you truly were lucky, and you knew it too. you softly gasped, as you watched the screen, seeing brock lesnar come and attack cody from behind, starting to beat him down.

you knew cody would be able to handle himself, but he was already injured. thinking quickly, you tied your boots quickly, and went out to the gorilla. fans knew you and cody were together, and everyone looked at you two as a power couple. you looked over to see triple h and stephanie mcmahon, one of the greatest wrestling power couples to exist, give you a nod of approval. once you got the approval, the sound crew knew to hit your music, as you ran out to do your best to save him.

the crowd roared at the sound of your music, yes chants flowing, and the commentators went insane. you came with no game plan, just a lot of hope. as you slid into the ring, you looked up at brock lesnar, gulping. you knew that as strong and powerful as brock was, he would not do anything to hurt you specifically. so you did what you knew would be your best option, you hit him with the best slap you possibly could.

brock's head turned at the slap, but he let it off with a laugh. "aww, what's the matter, sweetie? i attacked your boyfriend? why don't you get yourself a real man?" he said, laughing, as he started to grab you by your waist.

before brock could do anything more, you watched cody hit him from behind. you slid out of the ring, as you watched cody finish him off with a cross rhodes, before him ending him off by yelling, "don't ever touch her again!" once brock was finally laid out, cody found you and slid out of the ring, pulling you into his side. "thank you, baby. but, please be careful." he said, whispering into your ear, followed by you nodding, and following him backstage.

once you were backstage, cody pulled you into a hug. "god, i almost killed him once i saw him flirting with you, y/n." he said, followed by a slight chuckle. "i really need you to be careful, i don't want brock, or me to be the reason anything bad happens to you." he said, sighing. you smiled, and pulled him into a hug. "baby, you're forgetting that i do this for a living too. i know brock is scary, but i would do anything to make sure you're okay too. if it wasn't for the slight distraction, you might not have gotten him as good as you did." you said, as you pulled him out of the hug. he nodded, and you heard your name called before he could respond.

"y/n! your match is next." you nodded, as you saw your opponent, bayley making her way to the gorilla. cody smiled, and looked down at you. "hey, you're gonna kill it out there. you always do. thank you, for always being my good luck charm." he said, planting a kiss on your lips. "thank you baby, you're my good luck charm. every single day." you replied. "ooh! what do i get if i win tonight?" you questioned, jokingly. cody smiled, and placed your hair behind your ear, before whispering into your ear, "you'll just have to wait and see, now won't you." he said, teasingly, before running his hand up your back softly, and planting a kiss on your cheek. "make me proud, baby." he said, slapping your ass softly.

the end.

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hi everyone!! this one was so much fun to write. please let me know if you would like a part two, or leave any requests you have for me. thank you all, and let me know what you think!

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jeysbvck · 1 month

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you made a mark on me (a golden tattoo)

welp, here it is! cody has been my favourite wrestler since 2007/2008, and i NEVER thought i'd write a fic about him, but here we are! after mondays segment, i couldn't get this out of my mind and i hope you all enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it!! please reblog & comment, they are really helpful & motivating to fic writers!

taglist; @nightmare-viper @harmshake @wrestlezaynia @alyyaanna @xtripleiiix @afterdarkprincess @courtninacole @crxssjae @wrestlingprincess80 🫶🏻 (if u wanna be taken off the list or added, lemme know!!)

warnings; teasing in public, f receiving, m receiving, slight praise kink, p in v penetration, slight exhibitionism, jealous!cody (if i've missed anything please let me know!)

word count; 2.7k

summary; once again, teasing Cody works wonders.

Even from the other side of the room, you could feel those blue eyes on you, staring so hard you were sure you'd find a burn mark on your cheek when you looked in a mirror. You leaned your elbow on the bar, twirling a piece of hair around your finger as you half listened to Damian; giggling and playfully slapping his arm or chest at the right times. You could barely pay attention to Damian. All you could think about was Cody and how he was reacting to the very obvious flirting happening. You could picture his face clearly in your mind; the way his usually soft gaze would be hardened watching the scene play out, the way he'd be clenching his jaw or biting the inside of his cheek; waiting for the moment he could drag you away without causing suspicion.

The moment came sooner than anticipated when Dom dragged Damian away to rejoin the rest of The Judgement Day in the booth they'd occupied all night. You looked around the room, searching for Cody, but when you couldn't find him, you opted to join Sami and Jey, who were waving at you wildly. Before you could, someone came up behind you, and their hand gripped your bicep tightly.

"I know what you're doing," Cody said, his voice low in your ear.

You craned your neck so you could smile up at Cody. "What? I was just having a very lovely conversation with Damian." You said innocently.

Cody spun you around and glared down at you, his eyes looking brighter under the dim lights. "It won't work." He told you, and you tilted your head, pouting slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You replied, batting your eyelashes, making Cody roll his neck. "You wanna dance?" You quickly asked before he could say anything else.

He glanced at the mass of people dancing and pulled a face. "We really shouldn't..."

"Come on, I was dancing with Jey earlier. It doesn't -"

"You were dancing with Jey?" He asked, his nostrils flaring as he narrowed his eyes. "Fine, let's dance." He conceded, unable to hide his jealousy as he pulled you to the dancefloor as you giggled.

You took advantage of the number of people on the dancefloor and pressed your body up against Cody while snaking your arms around his neck. His hands rested on your waist, and he raised his eyebrow, to which you shrugged, a smile dancing on your lips. "Sorry." You mouthed, and he shook his head, unable to hide the smile. "You're terrible." He replied, making you grin.

"Oh, you know you love it." You said, massaging the back of his neck with your fingertips, just like you did when you were curled up in bed together. Being this close to him was driving you wild, and if you couldn't touch him the way you truly wanted to, you'd revel in driving him just as wild.

You pushed your pussy into Cody's bulge as you danced, and his grip on your hips tightened. "Don't tease me," He warned, his voice almost a growl. "I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself."

You lifted yourself onto your toes and whispered in Codys' ear, your breasts pushing against his chest. "Who's asking you to control yourself? You could just let go."

Your breath on his neck and your scent in his nostrils was intoxicating. It sent a shiver down his spine, and he closed his eyes as he inhaled through his nose; a futile attempt to control the effect you were having on him. His hands made the journey from your hips to your ass and you glanced around the room, thankful that nobody was paying any attention to the two of you. Considering neither of you was ready for people to know about the two of you, you were playing a very dangerous game. Teasing each other and flirting around other people, stealing kisses and secret moments in crowded rooms, sneaking into each other's hotel rooms or onto Cody's bus; it was all so thrilling, and it was a miracle nobody had caught onto the two of you.

"Baby, you gotta stop." He groaned, squeezing your ass. "You're killing me."

Your eyebrow arched upwards, followed by a smirk. "You want me to stop?" You questioned, slipping your hand in between your bodies, sliding your hand down his shirt until you stopped at his belt buckle. "Just say the word, and I'll do whatever you want."

Cody dropped his head onto your shoulder, a low, almost animalistic sound emitting from his throat. He rutted against you, nipping at your neck as he did, the action making your pussy throb as you caught a moan in your throat. Before you could move your hand lower, Cody promptly grabbed your wrist.

"How about we continue this somewhere more private?" Cody said into your ear. He'd posed it as a question, but it wasn't intended as one— which was apparent when he didn't wait for your answer and practically dragged you out of the main party room and through the hotel lobby.

With his hand on the small of your back, he pushed you through the doors, the cold night air pinching your naked arms. Cody guided you around the corner, and before you knew it, you were up against the wall, his lips attaching to yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth. You reciprocated the kiss, tongues wrapping around each other; both moaning in harmony as he fondled your breasts over your dress. You unbuckled the belt and popped the button open, and when he bit down on your lip, you grinned. You tried to slip your hand into his boxers, ready to feel his cock in your hand, but Cody pulled away, breathless.

"Not here." He said, lacing his fingers around yours. You walked hand in hand across the parking lot, towards where trees lined the edge of the lot. The closer you got, the more you noticed the large outline of Codys' bus, hidden in the shadows of the trees, tucked away from the moonlight.

"You brought your bus here?" You laughed. "You couldn't use the car?"

Cody unlocked the door and ushered you up the steps. "It's a good thing I didn't, isn't it? I knew you'd try something." He teased, slapping your ass lightly. You turned to face him.

"I knew it'd work." You said, reciprocating the soft smile he sent your way as the lock clicked. He took a few steps towards you, his eyes boring into your soul. They were mesmerising, like two oceans you were certain to drown in, and you wouldn't mind a single bit if you did.

"Of course, it worked," Cody said softly. "It'll always work."

You couldn't wait any longer. You pulled Cody towards you by his tie, your lips smashing together forcefully, his fingers tangled in your hair as he tugged slightly, deepening the kiss. He was like a drug you were addicted to, one that you'd never want to give up.

Cody spun you around and slowly unzipped your dress, peppering your naked back with kisses. The black, velvet number fell to the floor, and you turned to face him, standing in just your heels and black panties. He took a step back and carefully studied you like he was looking at his favourite work of art. He grinned and licked his lips as he arched his eyebrow.

"Get on the bed." He ordered. You stepped backwards until your legs hit the edge of the small bed, and you lowered yourself down, the mattress dipping under your weight. Cody pulled at his tie until it loosened and unbuttoned his shirt, smirking at you as he did.

He stood in front of you, his trousers still open from the make-out session outside, and you maintained eye contact as you pushed them and his boxers down his thighs, freeing his cock from its restraints. Cody's tongue poked out of between his teeth as he smirked, his eyes dark as he flicked his thumb across your bottom lip before he lined his cock up against your mouth.

You stuck your tongue out just enough for it to brush the tip, the simple action making Cody buck his hips. You opened your mouth wider, taking as much of Cody's cock as you could. His hand bundled your hair into a ponytail and as you closed your mouth around him, a groan left his lips as he pulled on your hair, throwing his head back. You dragged your tongue up the underside of his cock, the sensation making it twitch in your mouth. You flicked the tip before curling your tongue around it,and you grasped the base of him, taking a moment to look up at him while you pleasured him.

Cody's eyes were glazed over, profanities spilling from him while he guided your head and fucked your mouth. You loved the noises he made, loved the look on his face whenever you were together. He was usually so calm and collected, so to be the one who made him lose control, to fall apart because of you, it made you feel incredibly powerful and confident; something you didn't have much experience with until you met Cody.

He found himself in a rhythm— one that you wanted to disrupt and so you rolled his balls in your hands, massaging them gently as you took the rest of his cock, choking slightly as the tip hit the back of your throat. The noise Cody made was sinful, and you weren't sure you could be any more turned on until you looked up at him through teary eyes. The sweat was beading around his hairline, his teeth almost biting through his lip as he grunted and thrust into your face.

You wrapped your tongue around his cock and he forcefully pushed your head into him before he couldn't take anymore. He tugged you off by your hair, a Pop! echoing out around the bus. You watched him lean towards you and you crawled up the bed slightly, until Cody was leering over you, his eyes full of lust. He wiped your wet cheeks with his thumbs and kissed you; so much passion in the soft and tender embrace. The longer the kiss went on, the more fierce it became, and your back hit the soft sheets, bringing Cody down with you. His mouth followed a path, planting little butterfly kisses down your jawline, your neck, down to your cleavage — where he latched onto your breast, sucking and biting as your hands ran down his shoulders, fingertips scratching his back. His mouth then continued its journey down your sternum to your stomach while his hand caressed your breast and rolled your nipple with his fingers.

Cody hooked his thumbs under your underwear line and ripped them clean from your body. He threw them over his shoulder and held your hips down with one arm, his other hand snaking back up to your throat. He flattened his tongue against your slit and slowly dragged it up your cunt, beginning his feast.

Your hands grabbed the back of his head, and you attempted to buck your hips, but his arm wouldn't let you. "Ohhhh, Cody," you whimpered through little gasps, "feels so fucking good!"

You felt him smile against your thigh as he kissed along the insides before burying his face back into you. "You're such a good girl." He said. "You're my good girl." He said, before flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue. Your hips bucked again, and his grip on your throat tightened as did the grip on your hips. Cody was great at everything he did, he had that Midas touch, but he was incredible at making you feel amazing.

You squeaked as he pushed his tongue into your entrance, releasing your throat so he could caress your clit with his thumb as he fucked you with his tongue. You writhed underneath him as much as he'd allow, pushing his head deeper into your cunt, gripping your thighs against his head, unintelligible sounds leaving your throat as your toes curled.

"Co-Cody, please! I'm gonna cum!" You gasped. He chuckled, picking up the pace and your moans got louder. You were certain that everyone in the hotel would be able to hear you, and that the bus would no longer be hidden from everyone— but you didn't care one bit.

You came undone in seconds, and Cody released your hips from his grasp so you could ride his face, his name spilling out of your mouth. His kept working as you rode the wave of your orgasm and when he came up for air, you giggled breathlessly.

Cody climbed up your body like a lion hunting its prey. He needed to be inside you, to feel your walls clench tight around him as he fucked you hard. He rubbed his cock against your slit, sliding it between your lips, without penetrating. You wrapped your legs around him, attempting to pull him closer to you, trying to force him to give you what you craved. He laughed, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth and rubbed your entrance with the tip of his cock.

"Cody, please -" You whined, your heels digging into his ass cheeks.

"Use your words, baby."

"Cody- I want your-" His tip teased your cunt again and you groaned, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "Cody, please fu-fuck m- ohhh ffuck!"

He slammed into you, guttural groans passing through his lips at the euphoric sensation. He would never tire of any of this— of being inside you, making you scream his name and lose control at the slightest touch. He loved feeling your body underneath him or on top of him. Even the smallest of gestures; the slightest touch of your pinky fingers secretly interlocking around people and his favourite— when you placed your palm on his cheek before a match, a little good luck ritual you'd implemented long ago. He would never get enough of the sparks that coursed through his veins when you touched.

His pace quickened when your walls clenched around him. Your moans echoed around the room, in harmony once again, and as another orgasm reached its peak, your arms reached around Cody's neck and pulled toward you, pressing your lips together. The kiss was messy and toothy, and he interlaced your fingers together, sending his free hand between your bodies, his finger circling your clit. You quickly became unglued and your head thrashed against the bed, screaming Cody's name, just the way he liked; as Cody reached his own orgasm, his mouth found your neck, biting down hard before he lapped at the skin with his tongue.

He dropped his body onto you, and you wrapped your arms around his back, enjoying the weight of him on top of you. He nuzzled his head into your neck, pulling the sheets over the both of you, and you closed your eyes, feeling content. With his chest on yours, your heartbeats combined, like your two hearts were one. There were so many reasons for you to go public with your relationship, to let people in on your secret. You wanted to scream from the rooftops about how lucky you were to be the one Cody Rhodes wanted to be with. But you also wanted to stay in your bubble, in your own world where it was just the two of you, nobody else mattered, or even existed.

Cody lifted his head off your chest and leaned onto his elbow, tilting his head as he grinned at you. "You okay?" He asked and you turned to face him, reaching your hand up and placing your palm on his cheek, smiling at the beautiful man with the hearts in his eyes that were for you, and only you.

"I'm starving." You whispered, grinning at him. He rolled onto his back, reaching for a phone that was on the bedside cabinet. He settled back onto the bed, and you found your usual space on his chest. "What do you fancy?"

"Apart from you?" You asked, tracing circles around his chest. Cody laughed loudly, and you grinned wider. "Chinese."

"Whatever you want, you shall receive." Cody replied, making you blush. "Yeah?" You asked, and he nodded, planting his lips on your forehead softly.

"Of course. Always."

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whydontyousaeso · 3 months

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“Different type of anger.”

Cody Rhodes x Fem Reader

Type-SMUT!!!!! MINORS DNI‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Warnings- angry sex, hair pulling, cursing, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, name calling

A/n- thank you Rock and Roman for pissinf off Cody

Tag list: @alyyaanna @queencherryberry @codyswhitebelt @lizzyd1ish @southerngirl41

“I’ve got your stuff Cody, let’s go.”

You held onto your husbands arm and walked with him, clearly pissed off.

It’s always about the rock.

He pulled his arm away from your grip and wrapped his hand around your waist, holding hard.

He was too pissed off to talk, which was fine.

As you threw your things into the back of the car he slammed the door.

He was way more upset than you thought.

Rightfully so.

You slipped into the car and buckled up.

“Do you need me to drive codes?”

He shook his head and put the car in drive, placing his hand on your thigh and squeezing.

Tonight was gonna be rough.

The ride home was silent, nothing but anger filling the air.

As soon as you did get home Cody turned the car off and paused.

“Don’t worry about the stuff in the back, just get in there and go to the bedroom.”

You nodded and stared at his face.

His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were dark.

He’s always been so attractive when mad.

You slipped out of the car, following him to the door and letting him close it behind you.

You felt the way he was staring at you, it truly was like a predator following his prey.

As soon as you stepped in your bedroom he went for your neck, sucking and biting at it.

You moaned and leaned back into him, letting him remove clothing off your body.

He was always quick when he was mad, he knew what he wanted and he wasn’t gonna wait.

Soon you were wearing nothing but your bra and underwear, Cody was still dressed in his suit.

“Take the suit off?”

You mumbled, turning your head towards him.

“I’ll fuck you in this suit, I don’t care.”

He tossed you onto the bed, allowing you to crawl up close to the headboard.

The ache in between your legs was killing you, he couldn’t hurry up any quicker.

“On your stomach.”

You nodded and rolled over, gripping onto the bedsheets as you felt him get onto the bed.

He grabbed your hips harshly and pulled them up, literally ripping off your underwear to reveal your cunt to him.

“This is how wet you get when I get mad? “

He ran a finger down your slit, arching your back and moaning for him.

“You’re insane.”

You heard him unzip his pants and pull out his cock, feeling the tip of it tease your entrance.

“You think he’s better than me? Better than our family?”

You shook your head and moved your hips slightly.

“I can’t hear you,speak up baby”

He slammed into you, not giving you time to adjust.

As his hips moved against yours your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“I said speak up!”

He grabbed your hair and pulled your head up, leaning down to you.

“Do you think he’s better than me?”

“No sir! No sir! He isn’t I promise!”

“Yeah? What else?”

“Your so much better and-“

You cut yourself off with a scream, feeling him hit deeper and deeper with every thrust.

“Yeah, that’s it right. Sit here and take my cock like the good little slut you are.”

He leaned back up, speeding up with his pace.

He started mumbling to himself, making sure you could hear him.

“Stupid bitches, thinking they can control me and my wrestlemania moment. I have full control over this, if only they saw me now.”

Your stomach started tightening up, signaling the beginning of your orgasm.

One that probably wouldn’t be your only one tonight.

“Cody please let me cum please!!”

He laughed at you, gripping your hair tighter

“Already? Damn you’re needy aren’t you? Go on, show me what I’m in charge of”

Your hands gripped the bedsheets harder, your knuckles turning white.

You felt your mouth go slack, your vocal cords vibrating while you screamed out for him.

Your walls clenched around him as he drilled into you,

You quickly became out of breath, your juices spreading all over his pants.

You couldn’t see properly afterwards, tears clouding your vision.

He kept going though, giving you no time to recover.

He let you collapse, keeping both hands on your waist.

Not once did he miss a beat with the thrusts

Eventually he did let go of you

Only to take off his jacket and button up

As soon as those were off he flipped your body over, taking a moment to look at your disheveled state

You still were breathing heavily, and your body was glossed over with sweat and other sex liquids.

“If only they saw this.”

He ran one of his hands over your torso, causing you to shiver.

“They wouldn’t be saying shit about me.”

He opened your legs again, slamming into your cunt once more.

This time however he leaned forward and kissed you, falling into the missionary position.

His held your tear stained face with one hand and your leg in the other.

“You like it when I take my anger out on you doll?”

You nodded and moaned, all words leaving your brain.

You heard him start huffing as his thrust became more inconsistent

He was close, the same as you

You tried your best to ask to cum again, but once again your words failed you.

“Shhh it’s okay baby girl, let it go.”

That was all it took before you were a trembling shaking mess.

Your eyes shut tightly as the waves of pleasure washed over you.

All you could do to keep conscious was grab onto Cody

It didn’t take long for him to finish either after that, groaning in your ear and stuttering with his thrusts.

You felt him pull out finally and cum all over your stomach, his hot ropes matching your body temperature.

The both of you sat there for what felt like hours, catching your breath and coming down from the highs.

Eventually Cody sat up, kissing your cheek and rubbing your face.

“Want to take a shower dear?”

You shook your head

“I don’t think I could go for round three”

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claymorexpunisher · 9 months

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Behind Closed Doors (18+ One-Shot)

Pairing(s): Cody Rhodes/Fem. Reader

Summary: Fem. Reader is a member of The Bloodline, and her job is to cause distractions. It's her mouth that lands her in hot water... and in the enemy's hotel room...

(So sorry if I forgot to tag anyone! I don't usually tag folks these days unless I explicitly remember that they've asked to be tagged loil! and I don't plan to going forward. If I’ve mistakenly tagged you, feel free to ignore!)

Tag(s)/TW(s): 18+, oral sex (male receiving), enemies to... nope, still enemies, pain kink, pain slut!Cody.

Word Count: 1,030

Flirting in the name of distraction brought me to this very moment… as a member of The Bloodline, my job was to distract opponents any way that I could. Even if that meant wearing the skimpiest outfit that I could find, smiling flirtatiously, kissing said opponents, etc.

But there was one opponent Roman currently had that made my blood boil like no other.

Cody fucking Rhodes.

He walked around in his immaculate tailored suits, dimpled grin, and perfectly styled hair… it was like nothing could shake him. Hell, he didn’t even seem to be brought down by Brock Lesnar beating him within an inch of his life damn near every week.

Nothing fazed him and that pissed me off to no end and he fucking knew it. If it wasn’t in the ring, it was in the halls of whatever arena we were at, or during press tours, Cody would flash his usual insufferable smirk that said, “you can’t get me, and I love how much it pisses you off.”

I wanted to kis- I mean, wipe that smirk clean off his face. So, in the middle of one of our usual bickering sessions, I foolishly said- “Oh, please, Wonder Bread. I bet this “”””” loudmouth”””””” would have you cumming within two minutes. Five at most. Don’t sit here and act like you haven’t thought about it.”

For a moment I was proud of myself. And then my heart plummeted. The smirk on Cody’s face clearly told me that I had said too much and that he was more than willing to test that theory.

I stopped breathing as he sauntered closer to me, pressing me against a hallway away from any prying eyes.

“Is that so?” Cody whispered. “Five minutes… alright. Why don’t you- “His eyes flittered over mine and flickered down to my lips and his gaze penetrated mine again. That action alone had my breasts arching into his chest reflexively until I caught myself, but it was too late, that stupid self-satisfied smirk was back on his face and my own face burned hot.

“-come to my hotel room tonight and prove it. You can ride on my tour bus if you’d like. After all, I am a gentleman.” Cody murmured, his eye lighting up with amusement over my obviously conflicted thoughts. My body continued to betray me the second his hand came to rest at my hip, giving it a firm squeeze before his hand relaxed.

And of course, I wasn’t one to back down from a challenge so, I looked him in the eye with defiance and said, “It’s the least you can do.” ….

Cody’s smile got insufferably wider, and the absolute asshole leaned in and brushed our lips together- barely touching- and once again my body had a mind of its own. I instinctively leaned in further but was sorely disappointed when my lips suddenly met with nothing but empty air.

I no longer met Cody’s gaze, feeling that relentless shit-eating smirk penetrate every part of my being from my peripheral.

Tonight, I was determined to win. What was the prize exactly? I had no fucking idea…

“If I hear anyone in the locker room even hinting at what’s about to happen, I will come back and I will bite it off. Do you understand me?” I hissed at Cody, midway between stroking his hard length and lapping at a bead of precum already forming at the tip. I emphasized my words of warning by gripping his cock harder, until Cody hissed in pain.

But the little pain slut’s eyes darkened right after… figures he’d be into that shit.

I had smirked to myself from the moment I noticed that I wasn’t the only one affected by our little moment in the hallway earlier. I knew I had this in the bag.

“I mean I don’t usually go around talking about my sexual escapades with anyone. Even the guys. I’ve never seen the appeal-“Cody’s words cut off into stifled groan of pleasure as my mouth went down on him again, the head of his cock comfortably resting at the back of my throat. Lewd sucking and slurping noises coming from my own mouth filled my ears and for the second time that night my face- and my entire body- grew hot.

I wasn’t expecting to enjoy his pleasure this much, but I wasn’t gonna think about that for too long. Nah… this wasn’t about him (I told myself). This was about proving a point.

I went to work like a champ, my hands twisting and stroking as my mouth worked at the reddened tip before it covered the entire length once again. I could hear his breaths speeding up and I couldn’t help but smile around his cock, anticipating his imminent orgasm.

“Ah, fuck! Shit, wait-“ Cody grunted as my throat squeezed his cock as I sucked, practically milking him for all he’s worth. My glossy lips stretched a smile as he pulled me off of his cock by hair and I watched his toned chest heave.

“Whatsa matter, baby? Almost there?” I cooed mockingly, my hand never stopping its strokes. I was on a fucking mission, and I was going to see it through.

Without thinking, the nails on my other hand grazed along his lower stomach, sinking into firm flesh in response to his increasingly moans. Instead of answering me, the bite of my nails against his skin apparently only heightened Cody’s pleasure and my mocking laughter was cut off by him practically feed his cock to me again, which I took gladly.

For shits and giggles, Cody had set up a timer on his phone and a quick glance at it through watery eyes told me a minute left.

Testing the waters, I allowed my nails to sink into his flesh again, and I heard Cody hiss before ribbon after ribbon of the salty taste of his release hit my tongue and the roof of my mouth.

Cody let out another curse as I let his release sit on my tongue, only swallowing when his eyes met mine again.

Just as I swallowed, the timer went off.

“…I win.”

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warnings: unprotected sex, daddy kink, biting, dirty talk, choking, fluff, minor praise kink.

a/n: the final part! Apologies for the delay. i’ll be uploading a list of people i write for if anyone is interested in requesting. enjoy!

As soon as you enter the bathroom, you perch on the edge of the bathtub, watching Cody set the temperature of the water in the glass shower. Once he’s satisfied with the temperature, he begins to undress, keeping his eyes on you. As much as you try not to stare while he undresses, you can’t help but bite your lip watching him.

“What?” he smirks.

“I’ve never seen all of you at once,” you say. “I’m excited about it.”

“Oh, yeah?” he chuckles, finally removing his boxer briefs so he’s naked in front of you. “What do you think?”

“Do a spin, let me see the rest.” With a laugh, he does as you ask, holding his hands out to the sides and doing a slow 360 in front of you. “I love you,” you laugh.

“I love you, too,” he replies, holding his hand out to you. As you gently place your hand in his, Cody leads you into the oversized shower, closing the glass door behind you.

Showering with Cody was something you had frequently thought about. Vivid images of being soaking wet, pinned cheek first against the tile of a shower while Cody slams into you from behind, both of you moaning in an almost obnoxious way — the thought stayed at the back of your mind every time you were present while he showered.

But this is different. Cody is gentle, getting down on his knees to help clean every inch of you before cleaning himself. He chats with you the whole time, mostly idle conversation about work, but stopping every now and then to make sure you’re okay.

“Come here,” he whispers, pulling you so your back is against his chest, standing under the shower head. His arms wrap around your frame holding you loosely against him. “Is there anywhere in particular you want to go today?” he asks. “We can do anything you want.”

“I don’t know,” you say with a contented sigh. “You can show me the sights. It doesn’t even have to be anything fun, honestly.” When Cody chuckles, it rumbles through your body, and you drop your head back against him, angling to look into his head. “You’re in charge, daddy,” you add, with a teasing grin.

“Mmm,” Cody hums, closing his eyes. “Keep talking to me like that, we won’t be going anywhere today.”

“Is that a threat or a promise?”

“You really love having a smart mouth,” Cody mutters, pressing his head against yours, his mouth beside your ear. One of Cody’s hands presses against your throat, fingers curling and pressing just enough to make you pull in a breath. “I could get you off in every room in this house, and it still wouldn’t be enough for you,” Cody mumbles. “You’re insatiable, aren’t you?”

———

Cody is quietly mumbling the lyrics to the song that plays on the radio as he casually drives with one hand gripping the steering wheel. You try to discreetly look at him from your spot in the passenger seat, taking in the more relaxed outfit he donned for your day out.

“This feels different,” you say, to Cody.

“What does?” he asks, lowering the volume of the music to hear your response.

“This,” you say. “Being in a car, hanging out with you. I don’t know, it’s just a different vibe.”

“Probably because you were grinding on my face a couple of hours ago,” Cody teases, which causes a flush to spread over your skin. You let out a shy chuckle, so Cody reaches across the center console to take your hand. “Seriously,” he laughs. “Things are different, you’re right. I don’t know about you, but I like this a lot better.”

“Yeah, I like it, too.” Cody gently pulls your arm across the console, kissing the top of your hand and keeping your fingers laced with his, placing them both in his lap. “What are we gonna have for dinner?” you ask, laying your head against the headrest, craning your neck to peer at Cody.

“Anything you want,” he says. “Name it, and I’ll make it.”

“No, that’s too much pressure. You pick.”

“Hmm,” he hums, rubbing his thumb on your hand. “I have an idea. There’s a grocery store that I really like a few miles away…I can run in to grab a few things.” You glance out of the window, taking in the variety of shops lining the street. An idea crosses your mind, a way to surprise Cody.

“Is there a place nearby...that sells, like…clothes?”

“Of course,” Cody chuckles. “A lot of stores around here sell clothes. I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go. Are you looking for something in particular?��

“Uh, not…really,” you reply, trying to think of a response that will be vague enough to keep Cody in the dark about what you are planning. “Maybe like a mall close by or something?” Cody glances over to you, his eyes narrowed behind his aviators, as if he’s trying to read your mind.

“There’s a plaza,” Cody says, looking back to the road. “It’s a little further past the grocery store. They have a ton of shops there, I’m sure you’d be able to find what you’re looking for there. If you’d like, I can drop you off to get whatever you need while I pick up the food. Would that be cool?”

“Yeah,” you nod. “That’s fine.”

After a few moments, Cody pulls onto a parking lot and you begin to read the signs of what shops are located in the plaza. Dior, Balmain, Versace, Cartier.

“Woah, this seems…” you look at Cody. “I wasn’t talking about stuff like this. This place looks expensive. Just a regular mall—”

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” Cody interrupts, parking the truck in a spot at the back of the lot. “I’m sure there’s a place in here that has just the kind of clothes you’re looking for.” You watch as he takes his wallet from the center console, pulling out several hundred dollar bills before holding them out to you.

“Cody that’s, like, a thousand dollars,” you say, pushing his hand away from you.

“I can give you my credit card instead. I want you to get whatever you want, babe. Whatever you need.”

“But, Cody—”

“Come here,” he says, beckoning your closer with a crook of his finger. You both lean in towards one another, resting your weight on the console. His free hand gently grasps your jaw to keep you in place, your eyes locked. “I know you’re fine taking care of yourself,” he says softly. “But you have got to let me take care of you sometimes, too. What's the point of having money if I’m not gonna spend it? Especially on you.”

“Fine,” you sigh, allowing him to place the money in your hand. Before you pull away, Cody’s grip on you tightens, keeping you close so he can place a kiss on your lips.

“Good girl,” he mutters. “I’ll bring you up to the door.” He relaxes back into his seat, pulling from the parking space and waiting in the traffic of the aisle. “Did you know that my favorite color is yellow?” Cody asks, suddenly. When you look at him in confusion, he looks back at you, a small grin on his lips; you finally catch what he’s implying.

“Yellow’s a nice color,” you nod. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Good,” Cody nods, pulling the truck up to the entrance of the plaza. “Take your time, no rush at all. Just let me know when you’re ready.”

“Okay,” you reply, slipping the money into your bag. You lean back across the console, giving Cody another kiss before opening the door and exiting the truck. “I love you,” you say.

“I love you, too, baby girl.”

———

When you arrive at Cody’s house, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, leaving Cody to begin the process of cooking. Once alone in the bathroom, you pull the yellow lingerie from the bag you got from the plaza. While yellow has never been a color that you frequently found yourself wearing, you have to admit that as you look at your reflection in the mirror, you like the way the bright colored lace looks. You pull your jeans and shirt on once again to keep some element of surprise, before heading down the stairs towards the kitchen.

You take a sip of your water as you watch Cody across the kitchen from where you sit on the counter. He’s stirring a pot of sauce on the cooktop, his face remarkably focused for such a simple task. You have to stifle a laugh but smile wider at the sight.

“It’s not polite to stare, ya’know,” Cody says, not looking up from his work. “If you aren’t careful, I’ll have to come over there and teach you a lesson.” With this, he shoots a glance to you, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

“I was just thinking about how you look so much better without that horrible mustache you had when we first met,” you reply, gesturing to his face, earning a laugh from Cody. “And as much as I miss your dark hair, the blond has sort of grown on me…the neck tattoo, though, I don’t know. It does make me want to bite your neck. Was that the idea for the placement? Sort of a target?” Cody sets the spoon down and crosses towards you, his jaw clenched as if he is irritated. When he comes to a stop in front of you, standing in between your legs, he sets his hands on the counter on either side of you.

“Babe,” he begins, deeply. “You’re making it difficult for me to keep my hands off of you right now. I was planning on this being a nice, romantic dinner, but if you keep throwing me looks, and running your mouth, I’m gonna spread you out on the table instead. You know how long we’ve been waiting to do this.” He drops his gaze from your face to look between your bodies, before pulling in a deep breath and looking back to you. “Once I get a taste of you, I won’t wanna stop,” he whispers. “And then that just spoils the delicious dinner I’ve been making for us.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you say, leaning in and giving him a soft kiss. “I didn’t mean to distract you.” He chuckles quietly, giving your thighs a quick squeeze as he moves back toward the cooktop.

“You’re such a tease,” he muttered. “Just over here trying to cook a fuckin’ nice dinner, and you’re getting my dick hard.” You laugh, taking another sip of your water. “Did you have fun today?” he asks, changing the subject.

“It was okay,” you reply, nonchalantly. Cody’s head snaps up, confusion in his eyes. “I'm just kidding,” you laugh. “I had a great time. I love spending time with you. Being able to be out with you…holding hands, being cute…I loved it.”

“Good,” he nods, setting the spoon down again to turn towards you. “And now you’ve got me for the whole weekend. We can do whatever you want.”

“Did you just tell me that I can do whatever I want to you?” you ask, with a teasing grin.

“Now, babe,” he says, smirking while he shakes his head. “You know better than that.” He turns the stove knobs to a lower setting before he crosses the kitchen to stand between your legs once again. “Who’s in charge?” he whispers.

“You are, daddy,” you respond.

“That’s right,” he grins, leaning in towards you. His gaze falls to your mouth, the faintest smirk still on his lips, before he pulls his attention back to your eyes. “But because daddy likes to treat his baby girl right,” he begins, grabbing onto your hips and yanking you forward to the edge of the counter. “We’ve got a few minutes…”

He smirks, pulling you from the counter so you can stand before him; he walks you towards the sofa, sitting down and pulling you to straddle his lap. Before Cody can speak, you grind against his lap, feeling how he’s already getting hard under his gray shorts.

“Don’t be a tease,” he warns. “C’mere.” You dip your head down and press your lips to his, allowing the man to deepen the kiss. His hands grip your thighs tightly, helping you grind down against him, both of you moaning in response. As his hands begin to slip up the sides of your shirt, fingers digging into your skin, you kiss down his cheek towards his neck. “Careful,” Cody mumbles, as your teeth scrape against his neck.

“Didn’t you say I could leave marks?” you breathe against his skin, dragging your tongue slowly along the outline of his tattoo.

“I did,” he replies. “And you can…but if you get me going—”

“You won’t want to stop,” you tease, echoing his words from earlier. “Promises, promises.” You bite his neck, listening to the groan he lets out as he grabs hold of your hips, pulling you tighter against him.

“You’re…” Cody speaks through his teeth, fingers digging into your skin so hard you’re sure he’s going to leave bruises. It drives you to bite his neck again, this time harder, which causes Cody to react. His arms wrap around your frame, flipping the two of you over so he has you pinned down on the sofa. “What did I tell you?” he whispers, settling on top of you, between your thighs. “Hm? At the hotel…what did I promise you?”

“You said a lot of stuff,” you tease. Cody takes your hands in his, lacing your fingers and pinning your arms to the sofa above your head.

“Have you gotten sassier?” he asks. “I said I was gonna make you mine. Remember that?” He leans towards your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin.

“Yeah,” you breathe out, closing your eyes and grinding against Cody. He maneuvers to hold both of your wrists with one hand, taking his now free hand to cup your breast over your shirt. “Fuck,” you whisper, pulling your knees around his waist as Cody continues to bite your neck.

As Cody’s hand starts to bunch up your shirt, fingers brushing against your skin, he stops suddenly, pulling back from you so he can sit up on his knees. For a moment, you’re not sure what he’s doing, until you smell the burning coming from the kitchen.

“Goddamnit!” Cody exclaims, vaulting from the sofa, and scrambling towards the kitchen. You listen for a moment from your place on the sofa, hearing clanging and slamming, mixed with Cody swearing in anger. “Motherfucker,” he groans.

Hurrying into the kitchen, you find Cody standing in front of the cooktop, waving a chopping board to fan the smoke away from the burnt roast he had just removed from the oven, pausing briefly to turn the range hood higher. You bite your lip, keeping yourself from laughing as you watch the aggravated look on Cody’s face. After a moment, once the smoke has dissipated, Cody tosses the cutting board onto the counter top, and turns off the hood. With a loud sigh, he places his hands on his hips, staring at the ruined food.

You feel a laugh building up, and though you try to stifle it, a slightly choked breath comes out. Cody’s back is still facing you, but you can see the way his posture changes. He turns his head so you can now see his profile, and the scowl on his face is still noticeable.

“Did you say something?” he mutters.

“No,” you reply.

“That’s funny,” he begins. “Because it sounded like…you were laughing.” You part your lips, prepared to defend yourself but Cody continues. “What is it?” Cody asks, turning around to face you fully now. His face has relaxed, but his eyes are lit up, something devious hidden within them, something playful. “Are you nervous because now that the food is burnt…that means there’s nothing keeping me from fucking you until you’re begging me to stop?”

You are so focused on Cody’s eyes piercing through you that you don’t realize he’s walking closer to you. When he’s just a few feet from you, the urge to run overtakes you, so you turn on your heel and dash through the house, laughing in delight. You can hear Cody running behind you, but you’re certain he’s intentionally letting you get away, likely running slower than he normally would, just to play with you.

You’re halfway up the stairs when Cody, still hot on your trail, catches your leg with his hand, causing you to stumble forward onto your hands and knees. As you make contact with the stairs, you’re thankful that they are carpeted, but you quickly flip onto your back so you can see Cody.

“Where d’you think you’re going, huh?” he breathes out, slowly walking up the stairs towards you. “Running away from me like that.” With a smirk on your face, you scoot up the stairs, still trying to get away from him. “My good girl likes to be bad sometimes, hm?” he continues with a devilish grin spreading across his lips.

As you reach the top of the stairs, you lock eyes with Cody, and pull your shirt over your head to toss to the side. His smile grows wider, even more devious, as he braces both of his hands on the railing and the wall on either side of of the staircase.

“Damn,” Cody whispers. “Yellow is your color, babe.” His head tilts to the side, finding your gaze. “But I hope you don’t think that’s gonna make me take it easy on you,” he adds. “In fact…” He trails off, taking another step up to be closer, leaning in towards you.

As Cody’s face is now next to yours, close enough so you can feel his breath on your lips, you feel your own breathing hitch. Cody’s fingers make find your jeans, quickly unbuttoning them and dragging down the zipper. Keeping eye contact with you, he uses both hands to work your jeans down your legs and throws them to join your shirt on the stairs.

“All lace…” he breathes, looking down at your clenched legs, and gently pushing your knees apart to get a glimpse between your thighs. “I’ll bet you drenched straight through ‘em, huh?” He reaches between your thighs, slowly rubbing his thumb over your damp panties.

“Cody,” you whimper, your body lurching slightly at the sudden contact. He grins at you, bringing his thumb to his lips and licking the taste of you from his skin.

“What was it that got you so worked up?” he asks, dropping onto his knees on a lower stair so that he’s eye level with your panties. “You liked getting chased?” You nod slowly, watching Cody leaning in between your thighs, with his eyes still on your face. “Of course you did,” he chuckles, his breath blowing out across your already flushed skin. “Daddy’s bad girl.”

Your eyes stay on Cody as he gets closer and closer to you until finally you feel his breath blowing over you through your soaked panties. Without warning, Cody’s tongue presses against your panties, near your entrance, licking all the way up to your clit.

“Oh, fuck,” you gasp, spreading your thighs wider. Cody chuckles against you, sucking gently on your clit through the soft lace of your panties. “Cody,” you whine, pressing your hand to the back of his head in an effort to pull him closer.

“Mhm,” he hums against you, pulling from between your thighs, licking his lips. “If this wasn’t our first time, I’d fuck you right here on these stairs.” He climbs up the stairs so he is now kneeling between your legs, eye level with you. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

“Anything you want, daddy,” you reply, as you grab Cody’s shoulders, pulling him towards you for a kiss. He chuckles against your lips, slipping an arm behind your back to pull your body flush against him, while his other hand grabs your thigh.

As he continues to kiss you, he tightens his hold on you, standing up from the stairs and lifting you up with him. A small gasp escapes your mouth, and you break the kiss to hold onto Cody more firmly.

“Don’t worry, baby girl,” he mumbles. “I’ve got you.”

Cody carries you towards the bedroom, gently dropping you onto the mattress. As he undresses to his briefs, he keeps his gaze on you, making sure you stay focused on him. After your eyes momentarily flit to his gray briefs, desperate to get an eyeful of just how hard he is, you find Cody smirking when you fix back on his face.

“What is it that you think about when you’re staring at me like that?” Cody asks, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs to draw your attention back to his hips.

“Right now…I’m thinking about earlier…” you mumble. Cody tugs his briefs down his legs to remove them and slowly starts to stroke his hand over his erection as he eyes you up.

“Yeah?” he asks, moving to the edge of the bed. “Which part? The part where you squirted all over me, or the part where you were deepthroating me?” A flush breaks out across your skin at the way Cody speaks, intentionally teasing you just because he can. “Both?” Cody chuckles. “Of course you were. You’ve been aching for this to happen for years.”

“Cody,” you whine, watching his hand still slowly working over himself. “Please, please just fuck me.” He smirks wider at your needy tone, moving onto the bed so he can kneel between your spread legs.

“You know I’m not letting you off that easily,” Cody replies, grasping your thighs to pry your legs even wider. His hands stay on your legs, but slide around towards your soaked panties, his fingers delicately rubbing your inner thighs as he goes. “You are so goddamn beautiful,” he mutters, pressing one hand on the mattress next to your head to brace himself as he leans in to kiss you softly.

Both of your hands maneuver quickly to his back, desperate to pull him against you, which he allows. As soon as your skin makes contact with his, you feel as though a spark ignites your whole body, causing you to pull your knees around his waist as if to beg him for more contact.

“Fuck,” Cody breathes into your mouth, as he gently grinds himself against your panties. He breaks the kiss, to your dismay, but sits back onto his haunches, eyeing the way you shift your hips impatiently.

Cody uses one hand to pull your panties to the side while the fingers of his other hand glide through your wetness, gathering as much as he can. The whimper you release is not of your own accord, which causes a grin to spread across Cody’s face. Your eyes lock onto his hand, his fingers dripping with your juices, as he uses it to coat his length.

The words escape you, watching Cody stroke himself this way feeling almost too intimate for you to handle and briefly, you begin to pull your thighs together. Cody, feeling your legs tighten around him, shakes his head.

“No, no,” he mumbles. “Look at me. Don’t get shy, baby girl, it’s just me and you.” With his fingers still hooked in the leg of your panties, he slides his erection into your panties, rubbing against your clit.

“Oh, God,” you whine, when Cody lets go of your panties. The material holds snug against the both of you now, keeping his cock pressed against your slick.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” Cody breathes out, leaning over to brace himself on top of you to kiss you again. He gently rocks his hips so that he grinds the underside of his length against your clit inside of your panties. “Talk to me,” he says, kissing your cheek, along to your jaw.

“Fuck, daddy,” you whisper, closing your eyes and pressing your head against the pillows. “You’re so good at teasing me and working me up. You could get me off just like this.” Cody groans against your skin, biting your neck as he rocks his hips faster.

“I don’t want to get you off yet,” Cody says, kissing his way back to your mouth. “I want to feel you come…I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

Cody kisses you again, slipping his tongue into your mouth to deepen it, but he pulls back again too soon for your liking. This time, you grab him by the shoulders and pull him to you again so you can continue to kiss him. Cody chuckles against your lips, allowing you to be in control for the first time. He continues to grind himself against your clit, but pulls back just enough to drag the head of his cock to your entrance. You gasp into Cody’s mouth, breaking the kiss to look into his eyes.

You take the lead, sliding your hand between your bodies to wrap your fingers loosely around his shaft. Cody doesn’t break eye contact with you but his smirk falters when you tease the tip of his erection against your folds again. This time you help him finally ease inside of you, Cody taking over the action so he slowly pushes himself as deep as he can.

“Oh, fuck,” he breathes out, closing his eyes so he can remain still for a moment. Your breaths are coming in quick pants as you try to adjust to his size. “You okay?” Cody asks, pressing his forehead to yours.

“You’re so fucking big,” you manage.

“Yeah? I can tell you’re not used to this, you’re squeezing me tight already.”

Cody stays still a few more moments, keeping his eyes locked with yours. The way Cody stretches you hurts the slightest bit, however, it only turns you on more; you’re sure Cody can see the effect he’s having on you and chooses to wait for you to acclimate.

“Fuck me,” you whisper. “Please, Cody…”

“God, that’s hot,” Cody mutters to himself.

Cody adjusts to pull your thighs around his waist, your feet pressed flat to the bed. He braces himself with his hands on the mattress, as he pulls his hips back slowly until only his tip is inside of you. He peers down between your bodies, watching as he sinks back inside of you achingly slow. The soft moan that Cody lets out as he feels you stretch around him sends a shiver through your body, causing you to tighten your knees around his waist.

As though he senses your eagerness, Cody begins to move his hips a little faster, maintaining eye contact with you as he does so. The grin spreads wider across his face as he scoots himself closer to you, rocking into you a little faster as he lower his hands brace on either side of your waist. You hook your legs around his waist, urging him deeper each time he thrusts and panting out a few obscenities under your breath.

Cody drops his head to kiss you again, quickly working towards your neck to leave some bites in his wake. He becomes so focused on what his mouth is doing, his thrusts begin to slow. You watch as he kisses down to your lace clad breasts, swirling his tongue around your nipple.

“Cody,” you whimper, pressing your hand on the back of his head to keep him in place while he keeps slowly fucking you. Cody takes the hint and sucks on your nipple through the lace. You buck your hips against his motions, letting out a desperate groan. “C’mon, Cody,” you plead when Cody’s mouth moves to torture your other nipple. “Fuck me harder.”

“Baby girl,” he says, his hot breath blowing out against the now wet lace that covers your nipple. “I’ll give you everything you need…you have to be patient.” He gives your nipple a quick, teasing bite, making you yelp and buck your hips again.

“I wanna see you,” you murmur, pressing your hand to his shoulder so you can push him back. Cody chuckles, keeping himself buried inside of you as he sits up on his knees and presses a hand against your hip to keep you in place.

You watch him as he runs his free hand through his hair as he starts rolling his hips to resume his previous pace. You’re sure he’s not trying to look quite as sexy as he does at the moment, and you want to kick yourself for how silly it sounds in your mind. Still, your eyes are taking in every inch of him as he pins your hip to the bed and fucks you steadily.

“Let’s get rid of these,” Cody mumbles, using both hands to rip your panties off of you. It makes you gasp, the action catching you off guard, and you briefly think about complaining that he’s ruined your new panties, even though he paid for them. “I’ll buy you more, don’t worry,” he chuckles, noticing the look on your face. “Trust me, as good as they looked on you, I’ll buy you one in every fucking color.”

Cody makes his thrusts more languid, making sure he gets deeper each time, so decide to give him a bit of a show. Reaching down between your legs, you trace around your folds and allow your fingertips to tease over the base of Cody’s erection as he continues to thrust. A soft exhale escapes Cody’s lips, his eyes trained on your face as if he’s trying to figure out your next move.

Once your fingertips are wet, you bring them to your lips, licking the taste of yourself from them. Cody hums in approval, his grip on your hip tightening. Your free hand cups one of your breasts, kneading it and playing with your nipple, still keeping your eyes on Cody.

“Let me see,” Cody mumbles, tugging at the strap of your bra to slip it down your shoulder. You do as instructed, slipping your arms out of the straps so you can pull the cups off of your breasts. “Keep touching yourself,” Cody instructs, thrusting more forcefully, a slapping sound beginning to ring through the air.

You continue to follow Cody’s instructions, cupping your breasts and toying with your nipples while you watch between your bodies. Cody rolls his hips against you, both of his hands now holding onto your hips to keep you steady while his movements become faster.

“You’re fucking me so good, daddy,” you whine, your voice needier than you thought possible feeling the familiar tightening in your stomach. “I think I’m gonna come already…”

“Already?” Cody teases. “Fuck, it’s that easy with you?”

As you part your lips, preparing to defend yourself, Cody begins to rub his thumb on your clit. You gasp, your body lurching from the contact, and you grab Cody’s forearms. He smirks wider, breathlessly, fucking you harder as he continues to tease your clit.

“Jesus, you’re fucking tight,” Cody moans, leaning his head back to pull in a deep breath. “C’mon, baby, come for me. Let me feel it.”

You dig your nails into Cody’s forearms, desperate to work your hips to meet his quick thrusts, but he has you pinned down so forcefully, you are unable to move. His thumb works faster over your clit, sending you hurtling towards your climax.

“Fuck, I’m gonna…I’m…”

Your climax hits you hard, tremors rolling through your body as Cody doesn’t relent with his actions. You kick your feet slightly against the mattress, heels digging in, trying to wiggle away from Cody as you feel yourself become overstimulated. Your grip on his forearms tighten, nails digging into his skin.

Momentarily you wonder what you must look like beneath Cody, moaning with tears stinging at your eyes, your legs pulling tighter around him, body trembling. Cody, who is letting out his own needy groans, starts to slow very slightly, his eyes locking on your face. As a tear rolls down your cheek, you can see Cody’s concern, but you shake your head quickly, biting your lip.

“Choke me, daddy,” you beg, not recognizing the sound of your own voice. “I wanna come again. Make me your good girl.”

“Yeah?” Cody asks, wasting no time in wrapping his fingers around your throat. “Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You, daddy,” you choke out.

Cody’s fingers tighten around your throat, cutting off your air as he pounds into you harder and sloppier. One of your hands trembles as you reach to rub your clit, desperate to climax again. Your other hand still grasps Cody’s forearm, making sure he doesn’t pull away too soon.

“You’re gonna come again, huh?” Cody pants. “I can tell. You always get off this fast or is it just because daddy’s doing it right? Choking you until you get off?” Your jaw goes slack, feeling your second climax beginning to creep up in your stomach. “That’s it,” he mutters. “Come for me again, baby. That’s my good girl.”

As soon as your climax starts to hit you, Cody releases his grip on your throat and you let out a strangled moan, followed by more desperate, obscene moans. You had never heard yourself sound so whiny and needy, and it almost embarrasses you, but you see Cody’s reaction - he loves it. He leans over you, pressing against you and helping you wrap your legs around him by holding onto your thighs. He again fucks you through your climax, your voice growing hoarse for the borderline screams you’re releasing.

“Where do you want it?” Cody breathes against your ear, fucking you harder, deeper than you thought possible, your orgasm still rolling though your body and clouding your thoughts.

“My pussy,” you rasp. “Come in my pussy, daddy. Fill me up.” Cody growls, the pace of his hips uncontrollable as he pushes to his own climax.

Your body almost becomes numb as you feel what you’re sure is another orgasm working though you. Cody finishes inside of you, the sensation unlike anything you’ve felt before. You bite his shoulder to muffle your moans, scraping your nails down his back. Cody’s moans ring in your ears; vulnerable and sexy, one of the most beautiful sounds you’ve ever heard.

You’re overstimulated, your body shaking of its own accord, and you want to shove Cody off you to get a break. However, he slows his thrusts until he finally stops, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he relaxes on top of you.

“Jesus Christ,” you mumble, threading your fingers through his short hair while your other arm wraps around his shoulders.

“I’m not just saying this…but that was probably the best I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah?” you chuckle breathlessly.

“Mhm,” he hums, slowly pulling back enough to kiss you. The kiss differs from what he just did to you — soft and tender compared to rough and relentless. When the kiss ends, he gently pulls out of you, but maneuvers to sit on his haunches again. “That’s a beautiful sight,” he mumbles, peering between your thighs, fixated on the way his come seeps from your overworked sex.

When Cody softly touches your folds, your body jerks, but he uses his free hand to soothingly rub your thigh. Cody’s fingers gently work into your entrance, pushing back everything that has dripped out. You whine, shifting your hips, body still overstimulated. When he retracts his hand, you take hold of his wrist, tugging him closer so you can lick his fingers clean.

“Mmm,” Cody hums, kissing you once you finish. “I wish I could have had you that night at the arcade. I would have danced with you in your room, and held you until you fell asleep. I wish it wouldn’t have taken us so long to get here.”

“It’s okay,” you nod, emotions beginning to get the better of you. “We’re here, that’s what matters.” He grins widely, nodding his head in response.

After giving you another quick kiss, he gets up from the bed and leaves the room for a few moments. You want to follow, but your body feels like it’s made of concrete, weighing you into the mattress. You instead close your eyes, reliving the last few days in your mind as you try to figure out how you got so lucky.

“Baby girl?” Cody’s voice pulls you from your thoughts, and you find him standing beside the bed in a tank top and shorts. “I think you fell asleep for a second,” he laughs softly, scooping you from the bed and carrying you down the hallway into the bathroom. You notice the bathtub is filling up with water, the scent of roses in the air, presumably from the bubble bath that Cody had added. “Here,” he says, gently setting you back onto your feet so you can hold onto his shoulders to steady yourself. “The temperature should be perfect. I got the bubble bath from the grocery so it’s probably not the best, but it’ll do for now.” You smile up at him, nearly getting lost in his eyes as he gently removes your bra. “Take a bath, relax,” he continues. “I’ll see what I can scrape together for dinner. And then we can cuddle up and watch a movie like old times. How does that sound?”

“It sounds like I’m in love with you,” you reply.

“I hope so, because you’re stuck with me now.” You share a small laugh before Cody kisses you once more, this time deeper and with more passion. After a moment, he breaks away and lets out a deep sigh. “I can’t get worked up again,” he mutters. “Neither of us will ever leave the house if that happens. Besides, we still have time before we have to fly out for the next show. We should conserve our strength.”

“Good point,” you nod with a laugh. Cody helps you into the bath and you almost immediately feel your body begin to relax. He crouches down beside the tub, cupping your jaw to rub his thumb across your bottom lip.

“I love you,” he whispers.

“I love you, too.”

With one more quick kiss, Cody exits the bathroom, switching the light off to allow the two candles on the sink to illuminate the space. You rest your head back against the tub, staring up at the ceiling as you think further back to the start of your friendship with Cody. Everything else seems like a waste of time, and you kick yourself for not admitting your feelings sooner. However, you think, tonight was a step in the direction to make up for lost time.

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