#Rhea Ripley x male reader
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Hotel Hell - Part Two
Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader
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WARNINGS: SMUT, 18+, Fighting, Shoving, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, MAKEUP SEX
WORD COUNT: 3,812
A/N: omg i am sorry this took me years to finish, life has been busy but it should calm down soon. i got such a good request the other day and i haven't gotten it off my mind so i will start that tmrw if i have time. also i proofread this at 2am so please ignore any mistakes lol
“The Brutalization Chamber? You want to know what The Brutalization Chamber is?” The Irish man laughed out, his eyebrows raising once you turned your gaze towards him.
An expression of curiosity displayed on your face as you repeated the name of the supposed ‘chamber’. It was obvious to the man that you wanted to know more.
The man began making his way down the stairs, “No offense sweetheart…but I don’t really think this is the place for a girl li-” He tried to speak before being cut off.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
“I don’t really care what you think sir, I want you to show me what's down there.” You chirped out, following the male down the flight of stairs, your hand hovering over your aching ribs.
“Well shit, if you insist,” The guy chuckled out, “Feisty, she’ll like you.” He muttered under his breath as he opened the door.
She’ll like you…was he talking about the same ‘she’ you had spent your night with? The same woman who just got done unleashing pure cruelty onto you? The same woman who disappeared into this exact building moments ago?
“Name’s Finn by the way,” He mentioned, “It’s just us, the big boss is probably around here somewhere as well.” Finn spoke as you scanned the room looking for ‘the big boss’.
Grimy was the only way to portray the room. Rope lights scattered across the ceiling, some were dim while others flickered. There were freezing concrete walls with cracks littered all over. A red neon sign displaying the letters ‘TBC’. A blood stained ring sat taking up a quarter of the room. Various pieces of gym equipment and punching bags were compressed into a room off to the side.
“So…just a gym?” You questioned the man, there was no sign of Rhea.
“Nah, it’s a little more than just a gym love…think of it as a fight club. A fight club with a fuck ton of money involved.” Finn stated leading into a room the size of a walk-in closet, the room seemingly being a pathetic excuse of a nurses office.
You leaned against the door frame while Finn babbled on as he started unpacking his bag, “People come to us in desperate need for money. They’re entered into our roster, put in the ring and bet on. If they win their match they get fifty percent of all bets placed. Bunch of sick wealthy men love wasting their fortune on this shit.”
“Don’t you think this is just a tad bit illegal?” You chuckled, sending a small wave of pain to your ribs.
“Eh I don’t worry about that too often,” Finn shrugged, digging around his duffle. “Rhea’s not too worried about the legalities when there's this much money involved, she can pay her way out of damn near anything.”
Rhea.
Despite your pain you perked up at the mention of Rhea’s name although you stayed silent.
“Rhea would like you, you’re quiet but there's just something about you, like there’s a fire inside you.” Finn mentioned, pointing at you. “I would introduce you to her but earlier this afternoon one of her top guys lost her like seven thousand. She stormed off to god knows where. Another one of her main guys has a big match in about half an hour. Going up against some new kid we’ve never seen so I’m sure she’s busy worrying her ass off.”
You heard a scoff echo from the main room as footsteps approached. “Jesus fucking christ Finn! Do you ever shut your goddamn mouth?” You heard Rhea sarcastically laugh trying to cover her anger.
You slowly turned to face Rhea, examining her tensed jaw and narrowed eyes. Reality had finally washed over you. The weight of Rhea’s actions flooded into your brain. You couldn’t figure out if you felt more betrayal or anger in the moment.
“Ah! Rhea mate!” Finn exclaimed, trying to divert from Rhea’s critiques. “I was just telling this young lady how much you’d like her…I never caught her name though.”
Your face turned to the ground as you tried to mutter out your name. “We’ve met.” Rhea butted in, her voice was fully flat-devoid of any sign of emotion. That’s when the regret hit you.
You shouldn't have come here.
“I should leave…it seems you guys have a busy night.” You muttered quietly. Rhea took a firm grasp on your forearm, “That can wait, let’s go have a chat.” Rhea said as her head motioned towards what you assumed to be her office.
“No, I-I can come back another time, I really don’t want to be a bother.” You barely managed to stutter out while Rhea’s middle and pointer finger of her opposite hand guided your chin up, forcing you to look at her. “I said let’s go have a chat.” Rhea commanded, her grip on your arm tightening.
You reluctantly followed the woman as she dragged you in the direction of her office. You knew you were in for it big time.
“You are a fucking insane bitch! What could have possibly made you think it was okay to fucking show up to this place?!” Rhea lashed out at you the moment the latches of her door clicked together. She dropped your arm before shoving you towards the other side of the room. You had been lucky enough to catch your balance as you were just inches away from barreling into the concrete walls.
“I just wanted to learn more! I wanted to figure you out Rhea! Can you blame me for wanting to figure out why you’re so angry and cruel every time I see you?” You said loudly, your voice filled with hurt.
“That doesn't give you the goddamn right to follow me to where I work! You don’t fucking get it, these people I work with are dangerous and I don’t want you getting caught up in this bullshit!” Rhea retorted out as her breaths began picking up speed.
“What makes you think I’m so incompetent that I’m incapable of being around danger?! You put me in danger nearly every fucking time I see you! ” Your hands flew around as you yelled at the woman, tears accumulating in your eyes.
Rhea began inching towards you, a look of irritation covering her face. “I don’t fucking put you in danger!”
“Yes you fucking do! You have no idea how many bruises you’ve left me with. The other month you choked me till I passed out, yet you didn’t stop fucking me to check if I was okay! For fucks sake Rhea, an hour ago you left me bleeding and collapsed to the floor!!” All hell had broken loose between the two of you as your tears started escaping from you.
“You told me you could take it! I don’t get why you’re bitching and moaning all of the sudden.” Rhea continued arguing.
Your fist crashed down onto Rhea’s nearby desk, “I can take it rough, but you can’t keep disappearing after being borderline torturous! You’re so damn immature!!” Your screaming matched showed no signs of stopping anytime soon.
“I’m immature? You’re the one that followed me to my job and is throwing a tantrum right now!” Rhea’s voice thundered around the room.
“You don’t get it Rhea! I’m a fucking person and you dont give a shit about me! Why don’t you fucking care?!” You yelled through broken sobs as you started unleashing your sadness and anger onto Rhea, pushing and beating on her chest.
Rhea made no attempt to stop you. She made no moves, just allowing you to inflict your pain onto her.
Once your hands had dropped to your sides in exhaustion and your breaths became heavier as you tried calming yourself down Rhea quietly mumbled, “I do care…”
“But you don’t…” You looked up at her with wide eyes, lifting your shirt. You exposed your aching torso displaying your cut up skin, dried blood pooled around your laceration and the letters of Rhea’s name carved into your skin. “Someone who cares doesn't do this and run away.” You quietly said, your voice strained from the screaming match.
The regret in her eyes was apparent as she darted her eyes away from you. The realization she had gone too far had hit her hard, feeling as if she was being crashed into by an eighteen-wheeler.
Her vulnerability was short lived, Rhea quickly repressed her display of emotion, replacing it with her regular cold and emotionless stare. She had to put on her tough guy attitude. It was her only safety blanket. Emotions are for the weak, Rhea could never be weak.
“You get worse every time I see you, something has to change Rhea…” You breathed out, trying to articulate your speech as you lowered your shirt back down. “If you can’t fix this behavior I’m done.”
“You know you don’t mean that.” Rhea sighed as she ran her hand through her black hair. She didn’t want to lose you but she could never admit that. “I need to think about…everything. Just give me a some t-”
Rhea was cut off by a deep voice from outside the door. “Ten minutes till the bell Rhea.” Rhea rolled her eyes and made her way to the door, “Just give me some fucking time Damian! And go get a roll of gauze from Finn. Quickly.” Rhea demanded after opening the door just a sliver.
You clenched your jaw as you sensed Rhea’s levels of anger were once again rising. The last thing you wanted was to end up back at square one with her. You couldn’t handle another argument with her. Not tonight at least.
The pair of you stood in silence as you waited for the man to return. Once he had arrived he opened the door, handing Rhea the roll of fabric. His eyes curiously examining you through the crack in the door.
“I’ll be out in a minute…” Rhea aggressively muttered before closing the door. She mumbled your name under her breath before walking to her desk.
“You’re lucky Finn showed up early, only God knows what could have happened to you if one of the other guys showed up before him.” Rhea grunted as she unlocked a drawer and began rummaging through the mess inside.
What is it about her?
“Why such a dark line of work? What made you choose this of all things?” You questioned, you were terrified to set her off but on the other hand you wanted to push for answers from her. It was the only way to get your foot into the door of her life.
Rhea stumbled her way towards you avoiding eye contact, a tube of antibacterial gel in her hand as she shrugged. “Not something you choose. You’re born into it and can’t escape it, you just have to accept it and make the best out of it.” She mumbled while she lifted your shirt up.
Rhea applied a small glob of the antibacterial gel to her finger while she lowered herself to her knees, becoming face to face with your shredded skin. The woman began dabbing the gel onto your skin causing you to let out a small hiss from the pain.
Once she finished applying all of the gel she wiped the residue from her fingers onto her pant leg and grabbed the roll of gauze. Rhea cleared her throat before speaking up, “Just stay in here for a while, I can take you home after this match.”
“I’m perfectly capable of walking home by myself, Rhea.” You stated, watching Rhea carefully wrap the gauze around your waist.
“I’m walking you home and that’s final.” Rhea stood her ground, “Seriously though, just stay in here. I’ll be back.”
You weren’t planning on fighting about this with her, deciding to keep your mouth shut you let her take the win. “Fine, whatever.” You gave in as Rhea tied a knot in the gauze to hold it in place.
“Shouldn’t be more than twenty minutes.” Was all Rhea had said as she stood up. Nothing else left her lips as she exited the room.
No apology?
You groaned as you sat down in Rhea’s large chair. You blankly stared at the wall for several minutes before your mind started to wander. Exploring anything that popped into your head. Places, things, people, Rhea.
If you were being honest with yourself you were doubting the woman's ability to change her ways. You assumed she would most likely be this way her whole life, although you prayed she had it in herself to change. She had the potential to be great if she would put her pride aside.
It wasn't long until the cheers of the crowd on the opposite side of the door had started drowning out your thoughts.
You wanted to catch a glimpse of the madness. You stood up from the large chair, your feet scuffing the ground as you strolled to the door
You cracked the door open, taking a peek of the ring surrounded by a flock of rowdy men that were yelling. The large man you made eye contact with earlier was in the ring brutalizing a much smaller guy who couldn’t even be older than twenty-five. He was putting on one hell of a fight but it was clear he stood no chance.
Rhea was the only woman there, she was stood right against the ring watching intensely. She had caught your image in the corner of her eyes. Her face turned in your direction, she tilted her head as if she was asking you what the hell you were doing.
You mouthed the word sorry to her before quickly closing the door.
Fifteen excruciatingly boring minutes had passed, the cheers had dispersed into muffled conversations. Rhea had finally arrived back in her office. She seemed content which you enjoyed.
“You ready to go?” Rhea asked, you answered with a simple nod.
As the two of you made your way out of the building Rhea exchanged goodbyes with some of the strange men.
The entire walk was silent, the both of you reflecting on the weird night you had been through together. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, it was almost peaceful. Having Rhea in your presence when she was somewhat calm was pleasant. You wanted to hold onto this peacefulness for the rest of your life.
It took you by surprise when Rhea insisted on taking you directly to your door instead of just dropping you off in the front of the large building and ditching.
“You didn’t need to take me all the way up here.” You quietly mumbled as you unlocked the door to your apartment. “Lot’s of bad people around this time of night.” Rhea muttered as your door swung open.
You turned around to face the woman, her eyes peering over your head, scanning the entry of your apartment. “There’s bad people around all times of the day. I’m used to it.” You said quietly, her eyes returning to you.
An awkward silence filled the air as the both of you gazed upon each other. Rhea began rubbing her neck, “Uh…I should go. I’m gonna go.” She feebly stated before turning away from you, quickly walking down the hall. She had stormed off before you could even speak up.
Still no apology?
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Multiple days had passed. Rhea had made no contact yet. You spent a concerning amount of time just staring at Rhea’s contact in your phone, debating if you should press the call button. Yet you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.
She’d call if she cared enough.
It felt as if life had paused, your days seemed empty. The busy streets of New York City felt devoid of any livelihood. The live music that took place at work sounded muffled. The flavor of your favorite foods had been stripped away. Once colorful flowers sold down at the street market now sat dull.
Days just painfully repeated.
Tonight you had the night off, your only plans were to stare out the window of your bedroom and pray for a text from Rhea.
You sat criss-cross at the edge of your bed twiddling your thumbs, your mind seemingly empty as you stared into the windows of the skyscraper across the street when the sound of a knock echoed down your short hall.
Groaning in annoyance as you got up you began making your way to the door, chewing the inside of your cheek as your feet shuffled below you.
You weren't sure who you were expecting to be in the hall but it completely caught you by surprise when you swung the door open to see the dark haired woman waiting for you.
Without a word Rhea launched herself onto your lips, the force causing you to be pushed back a few inches.
Jesus Christ.
This felt like more than just a kiss, it had an intense amount of passion intertwined into it. Rhea’s hands gripped onto your waist as you backed into the apartment, her foot kicking the door behind her closed.
She had never kissed you in this way before. Before tonight you had only received measly pecks while the two of you had sex. It was never emotional.
Rhea slowly pulled away from your lips, both of your breaths were heavy as she finally spoke, “Fuck, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
Finally.
“God, I’ve treated you like shit and I have been such a dick. It’s been the only thing on my mind. You don’t deserve that, It’s not okay.” Rhea began rambling as you stared into each other's eyes. “I get it if you never want to see me again but please just give me a chance, I’ll do whatever it takes. I’ll get my temperament under control, I’ll go to therapy, whatever you say I will do it.”
“Rhea-” You whispered, trying to calm her down but she continued her rant.
“I want to know you, more than just your body. I wanna know everything, The good, the bad, the boring…I wanna know what pisses you off and what makes you cry. I don’t know why I kept you a stranger for so long and I’m sorry for that.”
You led Rhea into your small living room as you listened to her rambling. You took a seat in your chaiser lounge and ushered her to sit in front of you as her speech continued on. “I don’t know why I ran away…I think it's cause I didn't want to hurt you. But I did hurt you, so badly. I don’t want to run away anymore, I had no right to ever hurt you the way I did, just for me to leave you alone right after. It’s the worst thing I’ve ever done and I’ll never forgive myself for it. It’s just that I-”
“Rhea!” You slightly raised your voice causing Rhea to finally close her mouth. You leaned closer to her, placing a quick and gentle kiss on her lips. “You’re okay, don’t worry.” You comforted the woman, softly chuckling.
“I didn’t interrupt your night did I?” Rhea asked, slightly nervous as she scootched up closer to you. You shook your head no as a smile creeped on your face.
It didn’t take long for the two of you to end up in a heated makeout session, your hands roaming over one another's clothing. Rhea groaned your name against your lips before pulling back just a few centimeters.
“Please let me show you how sorry I am.” She practically pleaded, her eyes full of desperation, “Yes please” you quietly giggled, your eyes adoring the woman's face. The second Rhea heard the word yes echo from your mouth her lips went straight for your neck, causing a whimper to escape from you.
Rhea took her time as she kissed upon your neck, carefully leaving soft love bites every so often, marking the skin a flushed pink shade. Her lips only leaving your skin as she pulled off your sweater before she began peckering kisses against your collarbones.
Her hands crept behind your back, unclasping your bra and pulling it from your chest. Your fingers grazed upon Rhea’s tense shoulders as she left a path of kisses down your torso.
As Rhea’s face reached the base of your stomach, her eyes fixated on your face as if she was asking for your blessing. You gave her a nod before lifting your hips into the air, allowing her to slide your sweatpants off your legs.
“Rhea, please,” You whined out while Rhea’s fingers toyed with the seam of your panties. Rhea grinned to herself as she slowly shed the final layer of clothing off your body.
The woman wasted no time connecting her mouth to your heat, causing you to let out a breathy moan. “So fucking beautiful…” Rhea praised against your skin.
Truthfully, her tongue felt like heaven as it worked its way around your wetness. Rhea didn't want to rush you. This wasn't for her, she just wanted to make sure you knew she had the ability in her to change for the better.
Your breaths picked up their pace as Rhea’s hand inched its way closer to your core. Her ring and middle finger traced a circle around the perimeter of your entrance before slowly being pushed into you.
“Shit,” You whined out, your back arching as both Rhea’s tongue and digits worked their magic on you. Although you enjoyed roughhousing with the woman, you undoubtedly appreciated the amount of care Rhea was putting into you.
You were a whimpering mess under Rhea’s touch, and she loved every small sound that escaped from your mouth.
“More! Please, I can take it!” You begged for more of her. Rhea obliged, sliding her pointer finger into your tightness causing you to roll your eyes back as her fingers filled your insides.
“That’s it baby,” Rhea preached quietly when your hips began to rock against her fingers, your moans filling the room. “Such a good girl for me.” She added on before her tongue got back to sailing over your clit, her fingers picking up their pace.
Your legs tightened around Rhea’s head as your orgasm quickly approached. “C’mon sweet girl, let go.” Rhea’s encouraging words were muffled, your walls clenched around her curling fingers.
“Fuck Rhea!” You squealed out as the knot that filled your stomach released onto Rhea’s fingers. Your hips twitched into the air as the fingers inside of you helped you ride out your climax.
Rhea was grinning ear-to-ear as she slowly pulled her fingers out of your hole. She groaned in pleasure, licking her fingers clean.
She soon brought her face to meet yours, her plumped lips giving your jaw a kiss before whispering in your ear.
“How’s that for an apology, hm?”
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Ahh hi I saw you are wanting request I just gave a question if you would write a Rhea Ripley x reader [Platonic] Or maybe a judgement Day x reader [Platonic]
(Only asking BCS ik some people only like to write romantic relationships)
(First Request! Thank you <3)
Judgment Day x GN Reader (Platonic)
"Family"
You are a new wrestler who has recently joined the main roster but is struggling to find your own group luckily for you a certain group wants you as a new addition and they cant wait to welcome you in.
Y/n sighed as they packed all their stuff away in the locker room, the sounds off chatter filled their ears. It seemed ever since joining a few weeks back they couldn't find their place, everyone had already made there friends and even though they were all nice they weren't accepting new people into there groups. Y/n had never felt lonelier hearing everyone making plans after the match, they had given up on asking anymore groups if they could join the rejection hurt every time.
As they were leaving the locker room they suddenly bumped into Rhea. "I'm so sorry Rhea I didn't see you there" y/n said panicked the last thing they wanted was to start making enemies especially not with the judgment day. All they got back in return was a laugh "Don't worry about it, actually I was just looking for you" As y/n went through all the possible things she could have done to make this conversation go bad they were interrupted but this time by a male arm being wrapped around their shoulder. They looked up to see Damian who was smiling down at them "Yeah we all wanted to talk to you if you don't mind" Y/n looked at them now realizing Dom and Finn had also stood with Rhea. Dom started walking to the Judgment day's room "Lets talk in there don't want anyone listening in" Finn followed behind him nodding, Rhea grabs Y/n's hand and leads her along with a cheeky grin "your not in trouble" she jokes.
Finn opens the door for them all to go inside "We don't bite... well I don't cant say same bout this lot" he jokes getting a laugh out of y/n. While walking in she can see Dom already sprawled across one of the sofas. "so what did you want to talk about" y/n asked looking at them all, Damian's arm still around their shoulder. "Well we've been talking and we think you'd make a perfect addition to the Judgment Day, we have already talked to Triple H and he thinks its just what we need as long as you agree to it" Damian says giving your shoulder a slight squeeze. Before y/n can even gather their thoughts Rhea grabs y/n's arms desperately "Please say yes I'm begging you I need to talk to someone about [same interest] with" she begs over dramatically to sell her point making Dom shake his head and laugh. "So what do you say y/n are you in" Finn asks with a slight hint of fear.
They all wait with anticipation until finally "Yes!" y/n smiles enthusiastically they had been waiting for this moment since they joined WWE they finally had a group. "Welcome to the family" says Finn giving y/n a hug which they happily gave back. "Not fair y/n is now my new best friend I should be hugging them" said Rhea joining in the hug. "Now I feel left out" Dom piped up jumping into the hug which gained a eye roll from Damian who wrapped his arms lazily around the group hug.
"Now the family is complete" Whispers Rhea with a huge smile.
(First request done I hope this was okay! I had so much fun writing it and hopefully overtime get to do more scenarios with the judgment day)
#wwe imagine#wwe x reader#dominik mysterio x reader#rhea ripley x reader#damian priest x reader#finn balor x reader#the judgment day#judgment day x reader#platonic#gender neutral reader
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Special Memories - Rhea Ripley (18+)
Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Female!Reader
Summary: Rhea has a special day planned out for your 5 year anniversary.
Warnings: 18+, Cussing, Smut, Pegging, Strap-On, Mommy!Kink, Public Sex, Fingering, Oral, Minors DNI
Word Count: 4,719
Follow My Side Blog!: @dirtywresling102
Note: This is not proof read, I had no time!
Airports. Not your favorite place in the world. People were rushing with their suitcases in hand, cargo trailers swerving in and out of every other direction to pass people. Not to mention the large families pushing past others so they could rush through security and onto their flight.
Airports were not fun, but you were only here to pick up one person and that was the love of your life, Rhea Ripley. Rhea has been traveling the world for nearly nine months now for the company she wrestles for and she finally had time off to spend with you.
“Where are you, Rhea?” You grumbled to yourself as you looked down at your phone once more, checking the screen there were no new text notifications from your lover. Rhea just messaged you saying how she just landed and was about to see you soon.
“Hey dude, watch it!” You snapped at someone who ran into your shoulder from behind, running. “What the fuck.” You mumbled, seeing now that there were more people rushing inside the airport.
“I heard she just landed!” Someone yelled.
“Oh my god, I hope we can catch her.” Another person spoke up as their feet trampled the marble floor where you stood.
You went up on your tippy toes, trying to see who everyone was excited to see. Looking around you could only see the back of people's heads and somewhere holding up their phones trying to take pictures of whoever it was. It wasn’t until when someone yelled out her name that made you freeze.
“I fucking LOVE Rhea Ripley! I have to get a picture!” A male voice boomed. “Rhea!” Everyone started to chant.
“Oh god.” Your heart rate started to escalate as everyone was now pushing and shoving trying to find Rhea, you knew you needed to find her first and get the fuck out of here but since she was the most popular woman in the WWE she was most likely deep in autographs and pictures with fans already.
You looked around trying to find her but it was getting hard to stay in one place with everyone pushing and shoving. How the hell was this possible? How did they know she was here? Grabbing your phone you quickly went on twitter and looked up ‘Rhea Ripley’
There were multiple images of her, Rhea was either sleeping on the flight, eating or just reading a book with headphones in. Fans took pictures of her and posted them on twitter right when they landed announcing her flight and location. You really disliked the fans that were out there exposing her privacy like this.
You frowned to see one photo that was just published two minutes ago. It was of Rhea smiling at the camera with a fan next to her and the caption read. ‘Just met Mommy Ripley, my life is complete!’
You knew that you were going to be waiting at the airport for hours of Rhea trying to get through the crowd to leave along with photos and autographs. You noticed security running by trying to get people to leave that weren’t supposed to be here so that the regular traffic could flow and not be blocked by crazy fans.
You collided shoulders with another person, this time they had a black sweatshirt on and their hood over their head, hiding their face. “Hey!” You barked, nearly stumbling backwards until they gripped your arm from making you fall.
“Keep walking.” The girl said, her head being low as she dragged you away from the fans. The woman was hunched over, not showing off her true height as she dragged you away.
“R- Rhea?” You whispered.
“Shh!” She snapped, not wanting the fans to hear.
You had a large smile on your face as you let Rhea guide you out of the airport and towards the parking garage. Once no one was around, Rhea straightened up, becoming her full height and pulled back her hood, smiling down at you.
You grinned stupidly up at her, blushing as if this was the first time you two ever met. “Hi.” You greeted.
“Hi yourself.” Rhea’s lips twitched up into a smirk. Her dark hair was slicked back with a baseball cap covering it, her lips were dressed in black lipstick. “You just gonna stare at me starstruck or do you wanna hug me?”
You blushed harder, running to her you wrapped your arms around her form as she draped her around you. “I miss you.” You mumbled into her chest, your face pressed against her breasts, inhaling her scent.
“I missed you too, love.” Rhea mumbled against the top of your head, squeezing you tighter.
You pulled away from her, hands still resting on her waist. “I got the hotel, it’s just a few blocks away.” You tried to pull away from her to walk towards the car but Rhea gripped your wrists, making you stop. Looking up at her confused you cocked your head to the side. “Baby?”
“You think we’re just gonna leave before you give me a kiss?” She laughed. “Come here.” Her arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to her. Her lips crashed against yours. Moaning against her lips, your arms slipped around her neck.
You pulled away from the kiss first, licking your lips as you stared up at her. “W- We need to get to the hotel now.” You whispered.
“Fuck the hotel.” Rhea breathed out, pushing you up the nearest pillar, pinning you against the cement.
Your eyes widened, looking around to only see cars parked in their spots you broke out in a cold sweat. “R- Rhea, someone could see us.”
“I don’t care, let them see us.” Rhea’s lips attacked your neck, suckling and biting down on your flesh you let out a yelp.
This could ruin Rhea’s career, her reputation she built over the past years you two have been together. “Oh f- fuck, Rhea.” You choked out a moan as Rhea’s talented fingers slipped in your pants and toyed at your cunt. You tossed your head back against the cream color wall.
“There she is.” Rhea whispered. “You feel so tight around my fingers.” Rhea hummed, she left pepper kisses up and down your neck causing you to break out in goosebumps. “You’ve been a good girl, I can tell.” Rhea darted her tongue out, licking your neck upwards, moaning. “Your sweet pussy is fluttering around my fingers, you haven’t come in such a long time.”
“I- I’ve been such a good girl mommy.” You whined. “I haven’t come since the last time we had sex over facetime.”
“And how long ago was that sweet girl?” Rhea’s two digits pumped in and out of your cunt, your juices coated Rhea’s fingers making it easier for her to pump in and out of your pussy and diving them deeper against your sweet spot.
“Fuck!” You sobbed out. “Three- Three months, mommy. It’s been three months since I’ve creamed on my toy.”
Rhea hummed, her fingers spreading, the palm of her hand grazing against your clit as she scissored your wet channel. “You’ve been such a good little girl.” Rhea watched how your breasts rose and fell with each deep breath you took.
Tears threaten to spill as the coil in your lower stomach tightens and your cunt squeezed Rhea’s fingers so tightly. “R- Rhea- Come- I want to come.” You begged, grinding your hips against her touch, your eyes were focused on her, nearly forgetting that you were getting fingered in a public area.
“You wanna come?” Rhea’s tongue dragged along her lips as she chuckled.
Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip as you nodded. “S- So badly, please mommy.” Rhea’s ring finger squeezed past your walls, making it three digits stretching your walls, making you feel full. “Oh god, please!” You sobbed.
“Come sweet girl, come all over my hand.” Rhea demanded.
Stars appeared behind your eyes as your orgasm washed you over, arching your back off the pillar you cried Rhea’s name loudly as she quickly covered your mouth with her free hand, her fingers still thrusting inside of you.
“Did you hear that?” Someone in the distance commented on your loud moans.
“Probably just a bird or something, come on mom said she landed.” Footsteps continued to echo in the lot making their way to the exit.
Tears streamed down your cheeks as you exhaled a shaky breath through your nose, staring at Rhea. Her dark pupils stared back at you, she slowly pulled away her hand. “Good girl.” She repeated in a softer tone. Rhea pulled her hand back, showing off her drenched come covered fingers she stuck them in her mouth, moaning as she cleaned them off. “Fuck, I nearly forgot how good you tasted.”
Leaning against the pillar, you didn’t trust your legs to move yet as you tried to catch your breath in soft pants. Rhea just laughed at your flushed face and tired body. “Come on my love, let's go to the hotel because I have so much planned for us.” Rhea held your hand while you wrapped your arm under hers, leaning on her for support. “Happy five year anniversary, Y/N.” Rhea kissed the top of your head as you nuzzled against her while making your way to the car.
Rhea indeed made the anniversary unforgettable. Rhea insisted that you book a 5 star hotel and she’d pay all expenses. You tried to deny it before booking the expensive hotel saying how a ‘Hotel 8 is fine for your liking’. But Rhea wasn’t having it. After spending years with Rhea, she trusted you with her credit card so from time to time you either used it for reserving hotels and restaurants and when Rhea knows you’re low on groceries she insists on you to go shop with it knowing your 40 hour job can only pay for so much.
You were grateful for Rhea and everything she has done for you.
After settling in the hotel, unpacking and showering Rhea took you to the city national park, walking around and enjoying nature. You weren’t surprised when people instantly noticed her and asked for photos. Rhea would look at you apologetic and about to deny the people until you spoke up. “She’d love a photo with you guys, want me to take it?”
Rhea gave you a soft smile as the fans were excited to get a photo with their favorite wrestler. Taking the phone from the fan you pointed the camera at them. “One, two, say cheese.” You clicked the circle snap button a few times making sure to get a good photo.
“Oh my god, thank you so much.” The girl said as you handed the phone back to her.
“No problem, enjoy your day guys.” You waved at them as the girl and her friends rushed off down the trail.
“It’s okay to say ‘no’ ya know?” Rhea spoke up as you both started to walk down the trail.
You wrapped your arm through hers, resting your head against the side of her shoulder. “I know, but it’s not every day you run into your hero.”
Rhea tossed her head back and let out a laugh. “I wouldn’t say I’m anyone’s hero, I guess an idol?”
“Fine, idol. It’s still not every day you run into your favorite idol.” You squeezed her hand tightly.
“I suppose not, but this is our anniversary date. I’m trying to make it special.” She sighed.
You watched the branches on the trees slightly sway as a breeze rolled by, it felt nice while the sun beat high in the sky. “We’ll have plenty more anniversaries to make special.” You reminded her. “I’m fine with you taking pictures with fans, Rhea, really.”
Rhea stopped in her tracks making you stop as well and look up at her. “Fuck, how did I get so lucky.” She whispered, cupping your jaw.
“You have someone that understands the business.” You chuckled.
It was true, you trained for a while a few years ago, even did some indy matches but unfortunately one big nasty bump ruined your chance to move on with your career.
It was an intergender match against a guy you knew very well, Timmy Titan, and it wasn’t your first match together. It was where you met Rhea too when she was still in her indy days. She just came to the States to see all the fuss was about trying to try and make it big in America.
Timmy went for a drop kick while you were getting distracted with Timmy’s manager, his feet collided on your spine, doing a drop kick. Tthe spot was for you to go over the top rope and lose by a ten count. But the plan failed as you felt numbness went up your spine and you weren’t able to feel anything. Dropping to your knees, a cold sweat went through your whole body as you weren’t able to move your fingers or toes, worrying you went paralyzed.
The ref quickly slid over to you asking if you were alright you quickly whispered to him something was wrong and to take the match home. Timmy quickly scrambled over to you with a pin. “You okay?”
“I can’t fucking feel my legs.” You wanted to cry, trying to be strong so the fans wouldn’t worry.
After the match an ambulance was called, carrying you out on a stretcher while fans asked if you were going to be okay and what the hell happened. A warm spark shocked up your hand as you looked to see Rhea walking besides you as you were getting rolled out, she was holding your hand.
“I’m right here, Y/N. I gotchu.” Her Australian accent is thicker than ever.
You exhaled a sigh, resting your head back on the uncomfortable stretcher pillow knowing you were going to be alright since you could now feel Rhea’s hand gripping yours.
As if Rhea knew what you were thinking she spoke up. “You fucking scared me that day.” Rhea said.
You looked at her dark eyes, remembering how worried she looked. You smiled at her. “Aye, I lived.” You tried to joke.
“You could have been paralyzed, Y/N.” Rhea’s fingers twirled around your hair, playing with it.
“I’d do it all over again, to hear the crowd one last time.”
Rhea stared at you while you looked away trying not to cry. Sometimes, when watching Rhea every Monday Night Raw, you grew slightly jealous hearing everyone cheer for her, whistle and applaud. You craved the aching feeling along your back from hitting the ropes or taking bumps from a shoulder tackle, you missed the smell of the wrestling mat.
You sniffed, feeling the pad of Rhea’s thumb wiping away a tear that escaped your eye, you didn’t even notice that you were crying. “I know, baby.” She whispered, leaning down she pressed her lips against yours to make you feel better.
As the rest of the day went on, Rhea kept having surprise after surprise after surprise and of course while doing so she took photos of fans wherever she took you. “That was really nice of that family to pay for our meal.” You said walking alongside Rhea down the beach shore.
“Yeah, it really was.” Rhea held your hand tighter as she swung both of your arms. Rhea took you to a five star restaurant that had strict dress clothes along with a wait list that lasted for months. Rhea wore a black button up shirt along with black slacks and dress shoes that were now in her hands.
You wore a black skin tight dress that made your breasts push up perfectly to which the waiter couldn’t keep his eyes off. Rhea had to keep clearing her throat making sure the boy didn’t over spill the wine he poured. He’d meekly apologize and rushed away to another table with a blush dusted on his cheeks.
Your dark heels dangled in your left hand, the sand squished in between your toes as the softness of it brushed up against your feet with each step you took. “Do you have any more surprises I should know about?” You teased.
Rhea chuckled looking over at her, you noticed the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, the cool night breeze made the cloth slightly move. Your eyes dragged down seeing her breasts peeking out.
“I do have one more surprise to end this perfect day.” Rhea looked straight ahead. “It’s right here.”
You looked where she was looking to see a blanket with a picnic basket on top of it and a dozen candle lit lanterns around the blanket. “Oh, Rhea. This is perfect.” You smiled at her.
“Perfect way to watch the sunset.” Rhea hummed, pulling you towards the romantic set. She laid down on the large blanket and tugged you down. You laid down next to her, head against her chest as you watched the waves roll in and the orange sun setting leaving behind a pink, purplish, blue sunset.
“It’s beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful.” Rhea hummed, her hand rubbing up and down your back as she posted herself up along with you on her breasts. You could hear her heart thumping a million miles per minute. You knew she was nervous about something.
You watched as the sun crept below the horizon until it was fully dark and the stars replaced the pretty sunset and the moon was in the sky. You sat there, watching the waves wash onto the beach and roll back into the ocean. “Well, should we start heading back to the hotel?” You sat up looking at Rhea. You slightly squinted at her, confused by her grinchish grin. She has something up her sleeve. “What?” You broke out a smile.
“I want to do something before we leave.” Rhea whispered, grabbing you by the waist she rolled you over, making her on top.
“R- Rhea?” You swallowed, slowly getting the idea she had in mind.
“Shh, relax baby, relax.” Rhea’s hand slid under your black dress, pushing it upwards she let out a soft moan. “Fuck, no panties?”
“I- I know how much you like it when I don’t wear any.”
“I’ve trained you so well, Y/N.” Rhea’s hard slid up your smooth thigh, massaging your waist. Rhea leaned down, her hot breath against your sensitive cunt. You squirmed in her grip making her chuckle. “Poor darling, I haven’t even touched you and you’re squirming under me.”
“S- Sorry, mommy.” You moaned as her tongue slowly licked the entrance of your cunt, you bit your bottom lip, arching your back. Rhea didn’t hesitate to thrust her tongue inside you, swirling it around and stretching you. She moaned against your pussy, moving back and forth, the bridge of her nose pumping your clit.
“Fuck!” You sobbed, bucking your hips against her face. “I- I’m close, I’m gonna come.” You warned.
Rhea lapped her tongue over your tight walls a few more times before pulling away, a string of your juices snapping off her lips as she smirked. “Already? So soon?” Rhea’s fingers replaced her mouth, smearing her saliva over your eaten out pussy.
“Hmm’ sorry.” You sucked the inside of your cheek, feeling slightly embarrassed.
“Oh no need to be embarrassed, love. I love when I can make you come so quickly. But how about you come on my cock, hmm?”
“You- You brought the toy?” You gushed.
“Oh honey, I did more than just brought it.” Rhea sat on her knees and started to unbuckle her belt. “I wore it.”
Your cunt pulsed, the thought of Rhea wearing the strap-on underneath her pants made you even wetter before. Please mommy, fucking put it in me.”
Rhea laughed lowly, pushing the black slacks down her thighs to fully let the cock extend from her pants. “Such an eager little girl, huh?”
You nodded your head without a response only to cry out, arching your back as Rhea slapped her palm over your wet cunt. “Y- Yes, please yes, fuck!” You cried out.
“Always such a good little girl, Y/N.” Rhea reached over at the wooden basket she brought and pulled out a small bottle of lube. She squirted some in her hand and soon lathered the cock with it. The straps were secured over her thighs and waist making her ass plump. “Fuck, I’ve been dreaming of coming home and fucking you every night, baby.” Rhea bucked her hips, fucking the fake cock into her lubed up hand.
“Me too, I’ve been wanting your cock mommy, I’ve been craving it.” You tried to waist patiently, you squirmed your hips, watching her fuck her own hand and not you was like torture. “Rhea, please I want it.”
“You’ll get it, love.” Rhea tossed the small lube bottle towards the basket and pulled you closer to her, making you squeak. She rubbed the silicon cock against your folds, pushing very slowly and watched your cunt swallow the toy whole. Moaning lowly as your walls clenched down on the large toy. You wrapped your legs around Rhea’s waist, forcing the toy to bury deeper as she leaned forward. “Fu- Fuck!” You moaned.
“Yeah, there she is.” Rhea kissed your neck and jawline as she slowly started to rock her hips against you. “Take it so well, princess.”
“Y- Yes, faster, please.” You clenched the back of Rhea’s shoulders, trying to pull her closer to you as your dress kept hiking up further on your body.
“Naughty girl, I wanted to take it nice and slow for this special night but you wanna be fucked like some whore from the streets.”
“Yes!” You screamed. “Fuck me like a common whore, mommy.”
Rhea sat up slightly, watching how her cock pushed in and out of your dripped cunt, smirking at the sound of your wet cunt taking the toy. “Fuck, look at you. A sobbing mess for my cock.” Rhea rutted her hips in a circle, hitting it from a different angle. Rhea smirked at your facial features, your mouth hanging open and no sounds coming out. “Fuck, looks like I ruined you with this cock. Looking so cock drunk for me.” Rhea laughed.
Rhea didn’t let up on her thrusts as she grunted with each movement, your quiet sobs left your throat as you arched your back. Your walls clamped tightly around her cock each time she pushed in and tried to keep her in whenever she pulled out. “C- Come, I’m gonna come!”
“Oh no sweet heart.” Rhea pulled her cock out from your fucked cunt making you sob loudly from the lost of contact. “You’re gonna work for this orgasm.” Rhea used her muscles, filling you over and forcing you on your knees while your shoulders and head were pushed into the ground. “Fuck, I nearly forgot how flexible you are.” Rhea moaned, grabbing the base of the cock she pushed back into your needy hole.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You chanted as Rhea’s cock was buried to the hilt of your cunt but didn’t move. “Pl- Please!” You sobbed, feeling fresh tears drip down your cheeks and onto the blanket.
“Oh no, you wanted to act like a whore so I’m going to treat you like one. I want to see this ass bounce on my cock and earn your orgasm.” Rhea’s hand sharply slapped onto your ass once more, making sure your dress was out of the way.
You groaned, about to push yourself up onto your hands but was pushed back down onto your face by Rhea pushing the mid of your back down. “No. I want you to work for it. Grind.”
You shivered at her dominant tone, rocking your hips back you moaned softly as her cock nearly slipped out of you, leaving the tip and pushing back into you. “Fuck.” You whispered to yourself. “Feels so good.”
“Looks so good.” Rhea replied, watching as you started to pick up pace, riding yourself on her cock from behind. “Fuck darling, you’re taking this cock so fucking well.” Rhea gripped your ass, trying to stop herself from thrusting inside of you. “Keep going, baby.”
“M- Mommy.”
“Mommy has you baby, keep going.” Rhea grunted, she watched as your creamy cunt lathered the cock up with your juices each time you pulled out. She moaned at the sight, not helping herself but slightly buck her hips against you, hitting that sensitive spot nearly making you go over the edge.
“C- Commies, mommy, I need to commies!” You warned, slamming your hips back against the cock it was hitting you in all the right places. The way Rhea gripped your waist and was meeting your thrusts made you scream her name as she was grunting behind you. Sloppy wet sounds of the cock plunging your cunt erupted on the empty beach.
“Come baby, come on my fucking dick.” Rhea moaned.
A fire spread from your cunt throughout your body as your walls clenched tighter against her dick, you gripped the blanket tightly as you gasped loudly. The dam breaking and your orgasm riding through your body, you shuttered out a moan as you squirted on her cock.
“Holy shit!” Rhea exclaimed, surprised by the mess that she was covered in.
You stilled yourself, light headed and seeing stars as you tried to blink them away. “Y/N, Y/N?” Rhea called your name, her hand rubbing your back as you hummed in pleasure.
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?” She slowly pulled the cock from your cunt making you wince slightly.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” You asked, rolling over on your back your eyes widened at the sight. Rhea’s pants that rested upon her thighs were soaked and the rubber toy was dripping with your juices. “Did- Did I just-”
“Squirt? Yeah, all over me.” Her eyebrow arched with a cocky grin.
“Oh god, I- I’m so sorry, wait hold on.” You reached into the basket to try and find a towel or something to clean her up. You were too embarrassed to even look at your girlfriend, being the first time you ever squirted, you didn’t hear her voice.
“Wait, no, Y/N!” Rhea reached towards the basket trying to take it away from you but you stopped looking for the towel only to see a small black box, slowly reaching for it you pulled it out.
“What’s this?” Your eyes left the black smooth box and looked at Rhea who looked guilty, rubbing the back of her neck and looking away. She swallowed thickly and finally looked at you.
“Open it up and see what’s inside.”
Your heart was racing as you kept your eyes on Rhea the whole time. You didn’t break eye contact even when you opened the box, you were too scared, worried that it was just a pair of earrings and not what you really wanted. Your eyes glimpsed at what was inside only to quickly shut it. “N- No.”
“Yes.” Rhea smiled, in one smooth motion she tucked the dripping toy covered in your juices into her slacks, adjusting herself and buckling them up quickly she got down on one knee. “Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, will you make me the happiest wrestler in the world and be my wife?”
“Oh god, Rhea Ripley yes! I fucking will!” Despite your dress being a mess you lunged towards her and hugged her.
Rhea laughed, holding you close as she took the box from you, opening it again and pulled out the ring. She held your shaky hand and slid the band onto your ring finger. “It’s a perfect fit.” You sniffed, trying not to cry.
“Come on, let's take a picture.” Rhea helped you up onto your feet. She gave you time to adjust your dress and hair only to steal a kiss from you on the lips, you held your hand up towards the phone as she snapped the picture. “This is going on instagram.” She smiled, quickly posting the picture.
The likes instantly started to come in and comments on how people are proud and congratulations. One comment that got the most likes stated: ‘They fucked on the beach’.
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ON THE ROCKS
Chapter 1
DOM!RHEA RIPLEY X FEM!READER
In collaboration with @0bsessioncntr
WORD COUNT: 8,080
SUMMARY: WORKING AT A SMALL BAR IN CALIFORNIA TO PROVIDE FOR YOURSELF AND YOUR SON, YOU MEET AN UNLIKELY STRANGER ON A LATE FRIDAY NIGHT. WHO KNEW THAT A DRUKEN HOOK-UP IN THE BAR BATHROOM COULD TURN INTO SOMETHING MORE.
TW: Smut Warning. (18+) Rough Sex, Choking, Degradation, Fingering, Praise, Teasing.
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Rhea hadn’t expected to lose her match against Liv. They’d fought countless times in the past and she had always ended victorious, but the writers had decided that it was time to shake things up.
Tossing her bags into the back of her truck, Rhea let out a disgruntled sigh. It wasn’t her fault, the match was destined to end that way but she couldn’t shake the feeling she was losing her touch. The boys had offered to take her out— to get her mind off it, but the truth was she just wanted to be alone. To clear her head on her own terms.
She didn’t have to drive too long before finding herself a little hide out. Somewhere with a little privacy.
Pushing the door open to a secluded dive bar hidden off the main street, Rhea blinked a few times as the bright neon lights stung her eyes. The sound of the small juke box hidden in the back vibrating in her eardrums as she pulled a hand through her messy black tendrils. Granted this wasn’t the usual place she found herself after a disappointing match, but there was less chance of anyone recognizing her here. Maybe she’d get a few moments of silence, some time to relax followed by a stiff drink. She didn’t want to be bothered, or harassed, she just wanted something to take her mind off things— little to her knowledge, she was about to find just that.
Crossing the small establishment towards an empty seat at the end of the bar, she kept a watchful gaze on the few people that littered the space. Not the usual crowd Rhea was used to seeing— no teens, no screaming fans, just a handful of males clutching half empty beer bottles and a singular female bartender. It wasn’t often Rhea found herself looking at women the way she currently eyed this individual, but there was something about her.
Dropping onto the barstool with an exasperated sigh, Rhea picked up a used coaster from the bar top and began to twirl it between her fingers. She still couldn’t shake the disappointed feeling that bubbled in her gut from her loss, but maybe a drink or two would calm her nerves.
You tried to clear your head as you stood on the far side of the bar cleaning glasses, but your concentration broke when you noticed the tall female walk in. You looked her over closely; a tye-dye purple and black t-shirt with pretty faded black jeans. Now working in a bar this small and out of the way, you had a usual crowd and more than a few regulars, so Rhea’s presence immediately stood out to you.
A smirk crossed your face as you set the glasses down, picking up a dish rag and throwing it over your shoulder as you made your way over to this stranger.
“New faces in here are rare, yknow.”
You said with a smile as you stopped behind the bar in front of Rhea, placing your palms on the bar top, admittedly pushing your tits together a little; it always got you more tips. You also couldn’t help but notice how attractive she was the more you studied her face; piercing blue eyes that almost made you shiver, thick black hair that framed her face perfectly, the muscle tone in her arms. You noticed some of the regulars watching and studying, and you saw Rhea make eye contact with a few of them.
“Don’t worry about the guys, they don’t bite. What can I get ya?”
A small scoff parted Rhea’s lips at your comment as her head craned back to look up at your features, the corners of her lips turning up into a coy smirk as she licked across her lower lip.
“Oh I’m not worried darling, I’ve dealt with bigger guys than these losers.”
Placing the coaster flat to the bar top, Rhea leant forward to rest her elbows onto the wooden ledge before giving you a quick up and down. Her sapphire gaze glistening betwixt the neon lightning.
“How about you surprise me. You seem like the kinda girl who would know what I want.”
“How about a whiskey. On the rocks.”
You said with an eat shit grin as you watched her look you over. It wasn’t very often somebody came in that really caught your eyes, and this was the first time it had been a woman. You leaned over the bar counter to be a little closer, face to face, with Rhea. Your tits were nearly spilling out of your lace-up top. At this point it was about more than (just) tips.
You bit your bottom lip lightly, staring directly back into Rhea's stunning eyes. A small strand of black hair hung in front of your face that fell from the bun your hair was up in. Your arms were crossed in front of you as your fingers ran across your tattoo-covered skin in anticipation.
Lazily scanning her gaze over every visible inch of your body as you spoke, Rhea’s ocean hues stopped on the plush cushion of your lips as you nibbled it gently. Her fingertips grazing against your forehead as she scooped the loose strand of hair behind your ear, her tongue coaxing across her lower lips as she closed the distance between the two of you a tiny bit more.
“Sounds delicious.”
Each syllable fell from her lips like honey, sweet and tempting. She wasn’t one for being such a tease outside of her persona but something about you had her acting different. Slowly dropping her palm from the side of your head, her fingertips grazing your forearm as she rolled her lower lip between pearly whites.
“I don’t usually drink alone, and what better company than a pretty girl like yourself. So.. let me buy you a drink?”
You were relieved that she most likely couldn’t see the blush on your face due to all the neon lighting, but cursed yourself anyway. Was she really getting you flustered? You grinned from ear to ear, placing a hand on her arm gently.
“As flattering as that is, I can’t drink on the job. Old boss man would have my ass, you know how it is.”
You said, finding yourself trying extra hard to make your voice sexy. Everything you usually did for tips was being used due to genuine interest at the moment. You found yourself dreaming of getting in her pants already.
Your hand trailed down her arm as you stood up, making sure to perk your ass up a bit as you walked to the other side of the bar to grab a glass and make her drink. You admittedly overpoured a bit, you told yourself it was just because you liked her. It wasn’t like getting her tipsy would increase your chances. You made your way back to her side of the bar, setting the drink on the coaster in front of her.
“Top shelf shit, only the best for you mamas. And uh, I am closing alone tonight.”
You said with a sly grin on your face, dropping the most obvious hint you could.
Rhea hadn’t taken her eyes off you since you’d walked away, her fingers idoly playing with the coaster in front of her once more as the tip of her tongue played with her back tooth. Every curve of your body caused desperate thoughts to flash through Rhea subconscious as she trailed her gaze over you. Her palm racking through her hair, she sat upright from the bar as you approached.
Her gaze dropped to the filled glass as you placed it in front of her, swiftly returning it to your features— not before taking in a cheeky peak at your breasts on the way up.
“Well maybe I’ll have to stick around then.”
Shooting a wink in your direction as her lips turned up into a devilish smirk, Rhea curled her fingers round the crystal glass and brought it up to her lips, gulping back half the glass in one causing a soft wince to leave her throat.
“So I’m going to need another one of these and that makes two for you, when you’re done.”
“You know what. If you really feel like sticking around until one am, I’ll have that drink with you.”
You said with a smile that dropped to an over dramatic sigh when you realized you were being called from the other side of the bar. Something along the lines of “doll face” or “baby girl”, it didn’t matter, you knew they were talking to you. The two of you still didn’t even know each other's names.
You basically waltzed your way to the other side of the bar strictly because you knew Rhea was staring you down. You did your signature bend over the counter to speak to the men requesting drinks, but you smiled a little extra wide knowing she was probably staring at your ass.
You spent the rest of the night being nothing but a tease. You did your job, of course, but your mind was only on the woman at the end of the bar. You could constantly feel her eyes on you and it gave you a little kick in the ass to keep going for the last 2 hours of your shift. Tugging your already tight jeans up every so often to show off your ass, constantly looking over and “checking” on her with a wink or sticking your tongue out. You did want her to know she had your attention.
At 12:30 you rang the bell above the bar, a loud ring echoing through the noisy bar.
“Alright boys it’s closing time! Time to close your tabs and get the hell out!”
As the night progressed Rhea grew more and more anxious for 1am, her gaze constantly flicking between the large clock above the bar and your perfectly curved form. She couldn’t wait for the regulars to leave and for you to finally be alone with her. Just the two of you.
As your demand for the tab closure fell from your lips, she couldn’t help the small chuckle that vibrated in her chest. It was clear that you wanted everyone out sooner rather than later— the corners of her lips tugging into a coy smirk as she found your gaze once more.
You’d only referred to the men with your closing announcement which in turn made her extremely happy, with everyone gone she’d finally get you all to herself with no interruptions.
Slowly sipping at her third drink of the night, Rhea kept a watchful gaze from her peripherals on each individual as they finished off their drinks with haste and formed a line along the bar's edge to pay you for the night. Sure it bothered her as the mass of males gave you a little too much attention, but it’s not like she could do anything about it. You were strangers after all and had no rights to be jealous.
“Hey baby girl, how come the newbie gets special treatment and I don’t huh?”
The large male traced the lines of your tattooed forearm as he slid his card across the wood, casting a weary gaze in Rhea’s direction. The watchful eyes of the flirt causes Rhea to coax her tongue over her teeth, trying her best to keep calm. What did it matter if you were showing her a little attention?
“Calm down geezer, you got special treatment the second Billy didn’t make you pay him on that pool bet you lost. Now your tabs thirty seven fifty”
You said without a single worry in the world. Every once in a while somebody would try and pull something, but you were never too worried about it; especially with the woman who found herself at the end of the bar.
The man scowled and took his card as you handed it back to him with nothing else to say. You simply had a smile on your face as you nodded your head for him to move along. You finally finished checking out the last customer as your eyes looked across the bar to meet Rhea’s, a smirk on your face knowing once the last person was gone and you locked that door, it would be the two of you alone with nobody to interrupt.
As the last two men made their way out of the bar you followed, shutting the door behind them with a slam and instantly locking the deadbolt on the door. You turned around instantly and put your back and palms to the door, looking over Rhea.
Rhea had every intention of keeping you in her sight as you ushered the remaining few patrons out the door and bolted it closed, spinning round on the bar stool to face you as the loud clunk of the deadbolt rang in her ears.
“Finally.”
She uttered quietly— mostly to herself, as she leant her elbows back against the bar top with a shit eating grin. The past few hours had felt like days in passing, each second dragging out longer and longer over time.
Rolling her bottom lip between her teeth, Rhea grasped at the almost empty crystalware and brought it up to her lips to pour the contents down her throat.
“That’s three, gorgeous. Better catch up.”
You giggled and danced over to the jukebox, pressing a few buttons as a Nine Inch Nails song started to play. You made your way over to the bar, pouring yourself your own whiskey and refilling Rheas glass.
“Want me to catch up?”
You said with a smirk before downing the whole glass like it was a shot. You slammed the glass back down on the counter with a refreshing breath as you smiled at Rhea, letting out a chuckle before pouring yourself another just to sip on. When you finished you set the bottle on the counter, leaning over once again to be face to face with Rhea. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife, and it was pretty safe to say you were both ready to rip each other's clothes off, but there was a procedure to these things.
“Happy?”
Rhea’s brow hitched skyward as she wrapped her lengthy fingers round the whiskey bottle soon after you’d placed it down on the counter, motioning for you to finish the glass you’d poured yourself with a coy grin and waiting patiently to pour you another.
“You still have two to go, princess. Keep drinking.”
You let out a drawn out sigh, a chuckle escaping from your lips as you downed the second glass of whiskey. You felt the familiar burn in your throat as you set the glass down, licking your bottom lip while making direct eye contact with the woman across from you.
“That’s two. Better pour me my last one, hot shot.”
Glancing swiftly down at the fourth drink you’d poured her and then back up to meet your gaze, Rhea’s tongue toyed with her back tooth as she mulled over whether to point out that technically you still had two more, or whether to leave it be. The longer it took you to drink, the longer it took before she could get your jeans off and she was only willing to wait so long.
Tilting the bottle to slowly empty more of the amber liquid into the crystal glass, Rhea glanced down at her task as she spoke. Small tendrils of her dark hair falling into her face as if to mask you from her view.
“So, what’s a girl gotta do around here to get her hands on you?”
She doesn’t look up to gauge your response, instead she continues with hopes she gets the reply she wanted.
“Because I’ve not taken my eyes off your ass since I got here and I don’t know if I keep my hands off it much longer.”
A smirk crossed your face along with a small blush, pulling the string that tied the halves of your top together letting them fall down, now just barely covering your breasts. You put a finger under her chin and tilted her face up to make eye contact with you.
“A girl doesn’t gotta do anything she hasn’t already done—”
You trailed off, standing up and walking away from Rhea towards the bathroom on the far side of the bar. As you walked away you pulled your shirt over your head, throwing it on the bar top without looking back at Rhea, who could only see your back. You giggled to yourself a little as you walked through the bathroom door, letting it close behind you.
You really knew what you were doing and Rhea couldn’t help but let her lips fall slack as she locked her eyes on your form walking away, her pearly whites nipping at the corner of her lip as she watched the piece of fabric fall to the bar, her gaze instantly returning to etch every inch of your back into her mind.
Swiftly getting to her feet— not before knocking back the remainder of her drink of course, Rhea crossed the small bar in the same direction you’d left. Pausing briefly as she reached the bathroom door.
This wasn’t her. This wasn’t the kind of thing she usually did and yet she didn’t seem to find fault. You had captivated her the second she’d entered the bar and as she’d pointed out— she hadn’t taken her eyes off you since.
Pushing her palm flat against the wooden door, Rhea entered into the unknown with nothing but a burning desire to have your skin beneath her fingers.
When Rhea entered the bathroom she found you, sitting on the counter wearing nothing but black panties. Your body was slim but curvy, your skin tan and nearly perfect. You stared at her with a smile and said nothing, just taking your bottom lip between your teeth and raising an eyebrow, excited to see how she would react.
Rhea wasn’t sure what she’d expected to find waiting for her but as her gaze fell upon your almost completely naked form, her breath hitched in her throat as she stepped completely into the room and let the door close behind her. Sapphire hues locking with your glistening gaze as she sculced across the room much like she would with her Dom Dom. It worked so well on the girls she played it up for, so why wouldn’t it send a shiver down your spine.
Her palms secured themselves around the edge of the sink as she used her knee to kick yours apart, her taller frame towered over you. Slowly releasing a palm from its grasp, she slipped a lone finger under your chin to crane your neck back and make you look at her.
“I thought I'd get to take those off.”
You got chills as she approached you, towering over you in a way that made you feel small and at her mercy. You loved it.
“I didn’t wanna waste any time. I feel like we both waited long eno—”
You were cut off as Rheas lips literally slammed onto yours, knocking your back against the mirror as your arms wrapped around her neck. You let her form rest between your legs as your arms pulled her further into you, onto you.
Rhea’s palm released the counter top within a blink of an eye. Her lips moving effortlessly against your own as she felt the pressure of your hold driving her closer, her fingertips finding the plump curvature of your ass cheeks as she dragged your hips forward against her own.
She wasn’t usually a fuck in the bathroom kinda girl but no way was she passing up on such a prime opportunity.
Her nail beds turned white as they punctured your skin. Her tongue pushes past your lips to explore your mouth. She’d waited far too long to get ahold of you and she wasn’t wasting one more second not claiming every inch of your body as her own.
Unfortunately, you couldn’t say this was completely out of the ordinary for you. Being around that many guys and this much alcohol, you’d had a few hookups before at the bar, but nothing you were ever into this much. This wasn’t just one of those nights you felt like you had to get laid for your sanity. This, this was pure lust between the both of you. That’s what was different here. You wanted her more than you had ever wanted your baby-daddy through your entire relationship. Something about her was just different, and it drove you crazy.
You moved with her almost in unison, your lips, your hands, your hips, all working together, like a lost form of dancing. You took your arms from around Rhea’s neck, moving your hands to fumble with the buttons on her jeans as your lips were still pressed to hers. It didn’t take you long to get them undone, slipping your hand in to see the response you would get.
The muscles in Rhea’s back tightened as the flat of your palm slid itself into the front of her jeans, your fingertips softly dancing against her smooth mound.
“How brave, princess.”
She purred as she pulled her lips back from yours, her nails leaving a sting against your ass cheek as she moved her palm to softly coil her fingers around the length of your throat. Her lips pressing heated kisses along the line of your jaw before stopping at the shell of your ear, nipping gently at the flesh just below your lobe.
“But what makes you think you’re in charge here?”
Goosebumps covered your skin. You’d never had a hookup like this. Hell you’d never even had sex like this before. You let out a small whimpering moan, still trying to catch your breath from the moment before. You removed your hand and held them up on either side of your head, a small smile crossing your face.
“I give in. Take me Mami.”
You said with a small chuckle, waiting for her reaction. Had you just called her Mami? It slipped out, but hell, it felt right. You couldn’t help but thank god these panties were black, otherwise the growing wet spot would be noticeable.
Rhea’s lips twitched into an ear shit grin as you surrendered to her dominance, a small twang playing in her chest as you called her Mami. Did you know who she was? Was this why you were hooking up with her, so you could tell your friends you fucked a celebrity?
Shaking it off as coincidence, Rhea clasped her fingertips around your jaw to hold your head in place as she brought her lips in-line with your own.
“Only if you behave, princess. Are you my good girl?”
Your smile grew as you barely shook your head in Rhea’s grasp. You don’t even know her name, but goddamn it you’ll be a good girl for her.
“Yes, I’ll be your good girl.”
You said as your tongue coaxed across your teeth, your breaths still deep and heavy. You couldn’t think of anything other than what you wanted her to do to you. This was the most turned on you’ve ever felt. You desperately wanted to put your hands back on her, but hesitated for the moment to see where this was going.
You were like putty in Rhea’s hands as she leant forward to capture your bottom lip between her teeth, it was clear to her you’d do whatever she said and she thrived one just how desperate she made you.
Tugging gently on your lip before releasing it slowly, she pecked the reddened spot before pulling her gaze back. She couldn’t believe how obedient you were, even though the lust behind your eyes burnt brighter than a flame.
Her second palm pulled back from your ass as she repositioned herself between your thighs, the pad of her thumb pressing against your moist panties to graze gently against your eagerly awaiting clit. If you were okay with referring to her as Mami, she wasn’t going to stop you. Her grip around your throat tightening slightly as she spoke.
“Good girls do as Mami says.”
Her sapphire hues burnt into your features as she teasingly began to circle your clit with her thumb, her lips twisting into a devilish smirk.
“Repeat.”
She snapped. Her actions pausing until you followed her order.
You had this feeling in your stomach like you were going to cum on spot. All the dignity you usually held onto went straight out the window as you repeated her words without hesitation.
“Good girls do as Mami says”
Your voice was practically a whine, your left leg twitching slightly in anticipation. Something about her hand between your legs drove you over the edge, completely abandoning all attempts to stay in control as you completely submitted to this stranger's wishes. Yeah you felt cheap, but you also loved it. You would say whatever the hell you needed to in order for her to keep her hands on you. As of right now you thought this was going to go how every hook up before it had gone; afterward you’re done with each other and go your separate ways, never to speak again. So what was losing your dignity for one night?
A throaty chuckle parted Rhea’s lips as she began to circle your clit with her thumb once more, her hold around your jaw jerking forward to collide your lips in yet another passion filled kiss. She wanted to claim every part of your body, cover you in marks that would leave you thinking of her for weeks to come after you’d inevitably parted ways.
Slowly sliding her thumb up and down your core over the damp lace that shielded your entrance, Rhea’s lips once more began their travels across your jaw and down your neck. Each heated kiss and gently suck leaving soft purple blemishes in their wake.
She couldn’t wait to enter you and yet the soft whimpers and stifled moans she was pulling from your chest had an eat shit smirk claiming her lips as she pushed against the dark lace with a little more pressure.
“Oh f-fuck please I don’t usually beg but fuck. Please.”
You snapped when more pressure was applied between your legs, needing her inside you. You couldn’t seem to keep it together, each touch and kiss provoking little moans and whines. Your hands were pressed against her chest, desperately wanting more by the second. You couldn’t even stop to think about how you’d explain the marks covering you later, you couldn’t even stop to think.
“Mami. Please Mami.”
Being dominant was Rhea’s every day when it came to her work, so when she found a little sub who bowed to her will it caused just as much adrenaline as she received in the ring.
Releasing your throat only temporarily, she grasped at the seam of your lace panties and in a swift pull tore the waistband through to the leg hole. Evidently they were in the way and she wasn’t going to waste time taking them off correctly. Her tongue cloaking over her top teeth as she held back a scoff.
“Such a needy little girl, princess.”
She purred. Each word falling from her lips like venomous honey as she pushed aside the fabric to expose your already soaked core.
“So wet already and I’ve barely touched you.”
“Can you just shut the hell up and fuck me.”
You whined, completely out of breath, obviously forgetting your place for a moment. At this point you were desperate. Your eyes grew wide as you watched Rhea’s facial expression change immediately.
“I’m sorry?”
Rhea scoffed, her palm latching around your throat again as she craned your head up sharply to look at her. Pinching at your cheeks to part your lips, she leant forward to make sure you understand every word she was about to say.
“You don’t give the orders around here. Mami’s in charge and if you want me to make you feel good, you’ll watch your tongue.”
You swallowed the lump in your throat as you did your best to nod, looking directly into Rhea’s eyes. You knew you fucked up the moment you said it, but god you had to say you were happy with the consequences. She still had your cheeks pinched in her hand, so you couldn’t speak. You just nodded your head and stared up at her, waiting for the next move. You couldn’t seem to keep your hips still and you squirmed under her grasp.
You were a full grown woman who had what you considered a lot of respect for yourself, and here you were basking in the glory of degradation and obedience with a stranger who’s name you don’t even know.
Rhea’s fingers had retracted from your core as your hips had spasmed for attention, her fingertip pressing into your hip bones as she held you in place. She could see your desperation for her touch, how your own body was betraying you and giving your desire away.
Her ocean hues burning into your own glistening gaze as you looked up at her with doe-like eyes, she couldn’t help the small chuckle that echoed from deep in her chest.
“Do you want Mami to make you feel good, princess? Do you want Mami to fuck you?”
There was a clear malicious undertone in Rhea’s questions, her manicured brow arching as she loosened her hold on your throat and moved to wind her fingers tightly into the bun on top of your head to keep you in the same position.
“You can talk.”
“Yes. Please. I’m begging.”
You barely got out between heaving breaths, your eyes still locked in with Rhea’s as she tugged at your hair. God you’d never had to beg before. You’d never felt the urge to beg before. You’d never let yourself beg for a man. But her. You’d beg for her.
The muscles in your thighs still spasmed, your body completely giving you up. Your face was bright red, your skin covered from head to toe in goosebumps.
“Please, Mami.”
Sure, Rhea could continue to tease you until you couldn’t take it anymore but the reality was she was getting bored of the chase and wanted to devour her prize. Her fingers releasing your hip bone and grasping round your jaw for only a brief moment.
“Keep going. Keep begging me to fuck you.”
She ordered as she dropped her hold from your hair, the tips of her fingers slowly tracing down the entire length of your body. Staring at your neck, caressing over your shoulders and down the length of your spine. She could feel your skin pimpling beneath her touch and couldn’t help the soft chortle that pulled from her lips.
You didn’t hesitate. You gave in so fast you didn’t even think of the words before they came out.
“Please Mami, I need you. I need you to fuck me. I’ll do anything you say.”
Rhea could hear just how desperate you were just from the tone of your voice. The words came out as a strained whine, a voice more than fit for begging. Your legs couldn’t seem to stay still, your heart feeling like it was going to beat out of your chest if she wasn’t inside of you in the next few seconds.
Rhea didn’t want to leave marks on your face but with her vice-like grip around your jaw, she knew better about the outcome. Her fingertips dancing over the expanse of your thigh as you whined, she swiftly dipped them between your legs to slide a singular finger through the slickness of your wet folds. She could feel each twitch and spasm as she pushed a second finger alongside the first to coat them in your clear juices, her eat shit grin not faltering once as she brought them to her lips to clean off every last drop.
“Anything I say, huh?”
She could see the disappointment on your features as she retracted her fingers, but she didn’t plan to keep you waiting too long. Removing her fingers from her mouth with a loud pop, she slowly slid them back to where you craved her most. Gently toying at your entrance as she tightened her grip around your cheeks once more.
“Lucky me.”
Your eyes nearly rolled back in your head as you finally got what you had craved so badly. You felt the drool dripping from your lips, not even being able to control the expressions crossing your face as her fingers worked their way into you. You kept eye contact (not that you had a choice) The whole time, Rhea just staring back at you with a grin on her face that told you loud and clear she was pleased with your reaction. Every time she moved an inch a whine or moan would emerge from your lips, completely involuntary under Rhea’s control.
Pushing her fingertips harder at your entrance to drive them into your tight and awaiting walls, Rhea released your face from a tight hold and in turn took both your wrists between her palm. Arching them up and over your head before pressing them into the mirror behind you.
“Let’s start with you keeping that pretty little mouth shut until I say otherwise.”
As to not overload your senses all at once, Rhea slowly began to slide her fingers deeper into the tightness of your core. She didn’t want to cause you any pain, at least not just yet.
Her fingers gripping tighter around your wrists as she leant forward to have her lips grazing yours as she spoke.
“Understand, my good girl?”
“Understood.”
You squeaked out, slightly grinding against her hand. It took everything in you to stifle the noises that would otherwise be escaping from your throat. Your legs were already trembling at this point, but not quite shaking. You had a feeling that would come later. As Rhea’s fingers hit a certain spot your breath hitched, a whine finally escaping from your throat as you caught your breath.
Rhea paused as the soft whine parted your lips, her tongue playing with her back teeth as she realized just what spot she’d hit. Slowly curling her fingertips against the sensitive wall, she chuckled softly.
“Did I, or did I not say keep that pretty little mouth shut, princess?”
Yes she meant completely, Rhea didn’t want to hear a peep out of you until she had brought you to the edge with no return. She wanted you crying in pain for your release before you got to open your mouth again.
Increasing the speed of her thrust motion, Rhea began to pump her lengthy fingers in and out of your tight core. She knew that making you keep yourself silent would be hard enough and since she didn’t want to be a complete menace, her palms slowly loosened to release your wrist.
“Now let’s see if you can control yourself.”
Truthfully; Rhea had let you go because she was being selfish, actually releasing the hold on your wrists because she wanted your hands on her, but also secretly wanted to test you. Would you continue to let her dominate every inch of your body, would you completely submit to her every order.
You wanted to answer her but kept your mouth sealed. You shot her a slight look of confusion when she released your hands but took the opportunity, hesitating for a moment before gently tugging at her shirt, trying to ask for it to be taken off without saying a word. Your one leg twitched inward and hit Rhea’s arm, and you tried to play it off and hope she didn’t notice. God, nothing had ever felt so good; you kept thinking you would never look at a fucking man again. The more her fingers moved inside of you the more the tension grew in your stomach, feeling like a rubber band was about to snap but never quite did. You wanted so desperately to roll your hips against her hand, something to finally send you over the edge, but you knew better than that in this short amount of time.
“You can only look, princess.”
Rhea purred as she reluctantly withdrew her fingers completely from inside you, her entire form taking a step back as she tugged the tie dye shirt clean off her torso in one swift yank. Her black sports bra still concealing her breasts from your glistening gaze, she closed the distance once more.
“You can’t touch, not till Mami says so.”
You weren’t even able to complete a blink before Rhea pulled the black bra over her head and dropped it down at her feet with a devilish smirk. You’d agreed to do whatever she said and this was an order she knew you’d struggle to obey.
Sliding herself back between your thighs, Rhea returned her fingers to your entrance— however this time it was three fingers pressing themselves between your walls. The more she gave you, the more you’d give her in return. She wanted tears and damn it that’s what she’d get.
Oh fuck. You almost said it out loud. Looking over Rhea, now fully topless, somehow turned you on even more. You were just dying to have your hands on her almost as much as you wanted her hands on you. When you realized what she seemed to have planned next your eyes grew wide, looking down between your legs then back up at her. You swallowed the pool of saliva in your throat before your tongue ran across your bottom lip, once again staring up at Rhea with doe eyes just begging, without a word, for her to continue.
Each pump of Rhea’s palm drove the three fingers deep into your drenched core, the tips curling against your sweet spot with each thrust. She could feel the tension through your entire body, the accidental twitch of your leg being the first give away that her touch was driving you wild.
A throat chuckle vibrated in Rhea’s chest as she leant closer towards you, her free hand lifting both your palms to rest them on her shoulders so she could press her bare breasts against yours and whisper softly against the shell of your ear.
“Such a good girl, maybe Mami will give you a little reward.”
Sucking the shell of your ear between her lips for a few seconds; not once slowing her thrusts against your core, Rhea whispered once more in a tone laced with authority.
“You get sixty seconds. Don’t waste them.”
Retracting her stance to create a small distance between your bare chests, she delved her fingers deeper into your heat in hopes you’d break your silence and she’d get to punish you.
“Fuck~ thank god.”
You whined, not even thinking about the fact that you opened your mouth but relieved you could finally get what you wanted so badly. For a few moments all you could do was stare and take it in.
You were a mess. Barely, and I mean barely keeping it together here. You wanted to cum so bad it hurt, but at the same time you felt like you never wanted this moment to end. Your one hand trailed down rheas shoulder and chest to palm her breasts, biting your bottom lip as your gaze flickered between your own hands and Rheas face. You were close, so close, but you knew she wasn’t done with you yet.
The smirk on Rhea’s face continued to grow as words fell from your lips, she’d expected you to talk but when you stopped so short and began to focus on her breasts, her head tilted back slightly.
Your palms moved effortlessly against her bare skin, her nipples peeking as your fingers moved skillfully over them. It had been months since she’d been touched like this.
“Thirty seconds, princess.”
She muttered as the swift pumping of her fingers continued, curling against your sweet spot each time she hit it. She had every intention of making your legs tremble and your toes curl, to make you cry out her name over and over again as you begged her to let you cum. Rhea’s dominance wasn’t to be challenged, if she wanted you screaming— she’d get it.
Grasping at your throat once more to tilt your gaze upward, her piercing hues fixated on the pleasure that masked your features. You were close, she could tell and yet she still had plans beyond your wildest dreams for you.
Your left leg was shaking, the muscles in both thighs spasming more and more by the second. You made direct eye contact with the woman towering over you, your hands still desperately crawling across her skin.
“Mami, please, I’m so close.”
You whined, your eyelids fluttering as your head tilted back to take in everything you were feeling. Your one hand traveled up Rheas chest to wrap around the back of her neck, pulling her closer to your face until your noses almost touched. It was almost a moment of intimacy, but overshadowed by the fact that she was inside and in complete control of you. You recapped the night in your head, thinking about your reaction when Rhea had first entered the bar. She had definitively proved you right, there was something different about her, but you had a feeling it went deeper than the lust between the two of you at that moment. This thought was cut short when Rhea spoke again.
“Three..”
Rhea’s nose swiped against your nose gently, keeping her hold on your throat as she tilted your head to the side.
“Two..”
Scattering a few hot kisses across your jaw, she nipped at the supple flesh below your ear before sucking the lobe between her lips.
“One..”
Releasing your jaw to peel your hand from around her neck, she whispered against your ear in a devilish tone.
“Times up.”
She purred, her pulsating fingers slowly to an unbearably slow pace. Her lips curving into an impish smirk as she leant back slightly to remove your hold upon her breast.
“Such a good girl, but Mami’s not quite done with you yet.”
A needy whine escaped your lips as Rhea pulled away, leaving your hands empty. Your eyes grew wider by the second and Rhea spoke to you, the countdown making you ready for your release but you were met with your lover slowing her pace, telling you she’s not quite done with you.
Your chest heaved with heavy breaths, trying to catch it as your body tried to regain control.
“N-not done? Fuck. Fuck me.”
You mumbled under your breath so quietly Rhea could barely hear you. Your body was beginning to give up, and you didn’t know how much longer you could hold out without cutting Rhea’s game short.
She could see the agony on your features, the desperation as your climax teetered on the edge of release. Sure, she could keep going; punishing you for no reason, but truthfully she craved your release. To feel the warmth of your liquids as it coated her fingers.
“One last little beg for Mami, princess. Show me just how loud you can be.”
With a slow curl of her fingers against your sweet spot, Rhea’s patterns increased once more. Driving herself third knuckle deep into your drenched core, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. She wanted to hear you scream, to beg for it all to end.
“N-ngh fuck, I can’t, fucking hell.”
You couldn’t even get a full sentence out at this point, your legs spasming inwards as your face contorted into a mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure. It wasn’t long before you felt the tension in your stomach snap, your breath and words getting stuck in your throat as your silence and expression told Rhea all she needed to know. The hand that had found itself on the back of her neck had the nails digging into her skin, no doubt leaving marks. As Rhea felt the familiar wetness on her fingers a grin crossed her face as she studied yours, your eyes finally rolling back to the front of your head as they fluttered open to meet Rhea's gaze.
As you came down from the rush you found yourself feeling almost embarrassed, having never had anybody talk to you or even touch you like this before. The rush of the moment started to settle for you, and you looked up at Rhea and found yourself hoping she wouldn’t just leave, even though you knew better than to fantasize about anything more than this moment. She was a stranger, you didn’t even know her name, and you had so much going on in your life right now between work and your child that you knew there was nothing that could come of this even if you wanted it to.
You tried to hide the anxiety with a smile as you stared up at the woman in front of you, waiting for her reaction. You found that you still couldn’t catch your breath, and your heart was beating so fast you would’ve thought you ran a marathon.
Rhea’s sapphire hues pierced your gaze as you finally found hers once more. The desire filled smirk that claimed her lips almost hungry as she took in every inch of your body. Each tremble and each spasm pulling harder and harder at her devilish side as she relished in the moment, proud of just how much of a mess she’d made you.
Her free palm finding your soft cheek, she gently dragged her thumb over the perfect arch of your cheekbone. How had she been so lucky as to find you? If she hadn’t found herself in such a specific bar, you never would have met.
She chuckled softly, her palm retracting slowly as to catch every sensitive spot upon her exit. Pearly whites nipping at the plush of her bottom lip as her gaze dropped briefly to her soaked palm, Rhea couldn’t help but have a little treat for herself.
Shifting her hues back up to settle on your features, she raised her fingers up to pre moistened lips and slowly slipped all three into her mouth to clean off every inch.
“Such a good girl.”
Rhea finally spoke, her words dripping with sin. Her fingers dropping from your cheek to hold gently around your chin, she inched you forward to press her lips feverishly against your own. You’d taste yourself upon her lips, whether you liked it or not.
Your heart fluttered as her lips met yours. Not only could you taste yourself on her lips, you really got to take in what it felt like with her lips against yours. You could focus on it, and you didn’t want it to end. A small whine escaped your lips when she pulled away from you. You ran your hand back through your hair to try and tame it, finally taking in a deep breath and checking your watch. It was almost 2 am. Panic ran through your veins as you realized you were going to be late for the babysitter.
Rhea watched closely as your features changed. She couldn’t quite tell what it was, but she knew something had changed. Had she been too rough with you? Had she done something that maybe pushed you too far?
She hadn’t expected this to go any further than tonight but when she realized something was wrong her heart dropped. Coiling her fingers around a few loose strands of hair that fell about your features, she scooped them back behind your ear with a soft smile. Sure she wanted to see you again, but the reality was what happens in the bar, stays in the bar and perhaps she needed to accept that. She wanted to say something; something as stupid as asking your name, but chose against it as your lips parted to speak.
“This has been amazing.”
You said with a small laugh; still partially in shock from the time you’d shared together, but you knew what you had to do. It was time for the hard part.
“But I— I really have to get home.”
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Heal My Wounds
The Call (Part 5)
Rhea Ripley x Reader
Tw: physical and sexual abuse, toxic relationship
Summary: You are in a toxic relationship with an abusive man but manage to run away. A tall, black haired woman picks you up from the streets just in time so your ex doesn't get you. But who is she and why does she seem so familiar to you? As you get to know each other you start to notice weird feelings you never had before whenever she's around.
You both wake up to an incoming call on your phone. It's an unknown number and since you blocked your ex-boyfriend you're scared he just got a new phone to terrorize you with.
"Don't you wanna answer that" Rhea groans, she didn't like being waken so early after being up almost half of the night.
"N-no I can't" you whisper, arms wrapped around your knees drawn to your chest, whipping back and forth.
"I'm scared Rhea, what if it's him?" tears start to form in your eyes. Demi finally turns around and sits up. "Hey it's okay, calm down" she comforts you, rubbing your back.
"Let's answer it together" Rhea says and presses the green button on your phone. "Hello?" she says.
"Who is this, where's y/n?" a dark male voice replies.
"This is Demi, a friend of hers" A friend. You don't know what it is but her words trigger a feeling in you that you can't exactly describe.
"Can I talk to y/n?" he sounds pretty annoyed.
Rhea looks at you and you frantically shake your head no.
"Sorry you can't, what can I do for you?" Rhea says.
"Why not"
"Uh.. She showering right now" Demi lies.
"Then I'll call back when she's done" The man says angrily and hangs up.
It's silent for a moment before Rhea decides to speak again. "Was that him?" you just nod, tears silently running down your cheeks.
Demi notices and pulls you into a hug. "It's ok darling, I won't let him hurt you again" she says, stroking your arm. Darling. Why does she say that, you're not a couple, you think.
"It's my day off, if you want we can stay in bed and cuddle whilst watching a film or something."
"That would be great" you respond.
Rhea lays down on her back and you snuggle up to her, letting your head rest on her chest. She puts an arm around you drawing patterns all over it.
"What movie would you like to see?"
"Do you know (insert favorite movie)?" you ask. "No I don't but it sounds interesting. Let's see... Ah there it is" she hits play and eventually you both fall back to sleep.
Juuust to wake up to an incoming call again. "Oh shut the fuck up! Really?!" you laugh at how pissed Rhea is. She smacks your shoulder in a playful manner and reaches over to grab your phone again.
"Don't worry, we'll do it together" she says reassuringly and grabs your hand.
"Hello?"
"Hey it's Demi again, what can I do for you?"
"She still showering?" he's clearly annoyed.
"No, she's next to me listening. You're on speaker."
He groans "Then why can't she answer herself?!"
As none of you responds he continues "Listen you little brat, you're either coming back to me right now or tell me where the fuck you are and I'll get you!"
You tense up and Rhea releases your hand to put her arm around you.
"She definitely won't do that considering what you've done to her"
"What I've done to her? She was the one who manipulated and took advantage of me, I just defended myself!" he argued.
"Listen. I don't know everything that happened, at least not yet, but from what I know that wasn't just self defense. You beat her up and raped her multiple times. You're lucky I didn't call the police yet!" Rhea snaps back.
"Whatever. Y/n get the fuck away from this psycho, she's not good for you, and come back to me."
"N-no" you dare to say now that you feel safe and protected by Rhea.
"Oh you're gonna regret this you little brat! Wait till I find out where you are and I'm gonna make the rest of your life a living hell!" she shouts.
Before he could say anything else Rhea ends the call and blocks the number. "What an idiot.." she scoffs putting the phone away again.
"Hey, you did great! I'm proud of you for finally standing up against him." A smile tuggs on your lips as she says so. "Come on, let's get breakfast, I'm hungry" Rhea says and gets up.
You walk into the kitchen and help her make some scrumbeled eggs together with bacon and toast.
You sit down to eat together. While Demi is focused on her food you take a second to look at her. How comes you never noticed how good she looks?
Demi notices you're staring at her and looks up. She smiles at you and you blush and quickly look away, making her laugh.
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Part 5 of my series Heal My Wounds as always, leave your suggestions, wishes and so on in the comments :)
Taglist: @thatonepansexual2000
#rhea ripley#wrestling#demi bennett#rhea ripley x reader#wwe x reader#rapevictim#phone calls#death threats#threats of violence#ex boyfriend#cry of fear#fear#breakfast#scrambled eggs#bacon and eggs#toast#weird feeling
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Master List:
Welcome to my second blog.
Some of you may know me from @itsrheasgirl, home to all things Rhea Ripley. Here you will find my fanfictions for my favorite women of the WWE along with a few of my favorite males.
ft - Mentioned in the story, isn’t a main character.
Jade Cargill
• Make Me Proud Of You (x Reader)
Becky Lynch
• I Did It For You (x Reader)
• What Would I Do Without You (x Reader)
• Broke Up (x Reader) - ft Rhea Ripley
Bianca Belair
Charlotte Flair
Liv Morgan
• Bring Me Home (x Reader)
Raquel Rodriguez
• Beg Me (x Reader) - ft Rhea Ripley
• Eyes Don’t Lie (x Rhea Ripley)
Sonya Deville
Damian Priest
• I Hate This (x Reader)
Dominik Mysterio
The Judgement Day
#my fanfiction#herwwegirl#master list#becky lynch#bianca belair#charlotte flair#liv morgan#raquel rodriguez#damian priest#dominik mysterio#the judgement day#fem!reader#becky lynch x reader#bianca belair x reader#charlotte flair x reader#liv morgan x reader#raquel rodriguez x reader#damian priest x reader#dominik mysterio x reader#the judgement day x reader#finn balor x reader#becky lynch smut#bianca belair smut#charlotte flair smut#liv morgan smut#raquel rodriguez smut#damian priest smut#the judgement day smut#jade cargill#jade cargill smut
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could I please request a Demian Priest smut one shot with him having a Breeding kink, Dumbification, Impact play, Pet play, Age diffrence, All while Rhea ripley records and joins in slightly? Also i love your work <3
Pretty Little Pet
Summary: exactly what the request says
Warnings: smut, breeding kink, dumbification, Impact play, pet play, age play, sir kink, oral(male receiving), Dom/Sub dynamic, voyeurism, oral fixation, breath play, Damian priest x reader(main), slight Rhea Ripley x reader
Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @legit9thlunaticwarrior @auburnwrites @damnnhausen @thesusbunny @blaquekittycat @writtingrose
“Here,” Damian snapped his fingers, pointing to the ground next to his feet. You quickly crawl over, sitting at his feet and looking up. “I got something for you.” He held up a leash that was the same lavender color of the collar you had on. “Head up.”
He kneeled down, pulling you into a deep kiss. You opened your mouth, allowing him to explore your mouth freely. You moaned into his mouth, but you pulled away when you heard something snap. You looked down to see the leash now attached to your collar. “Look at you, such a good girl.” You felt your smile grow at his praise, making him chuckle.
“You were right. You’ve got her trained to a t.” Your head snapped to the side, almost forgetting the Rhea was sitting there. Damian had said she was your guest of honor for the night. Simply there to watch.
“Don’t let her fool you, she can be a hell of a brat.” You whined slightly at his words, but you just received a slight pull of the leash. “Don’t start that. Why don’t you get started kitty.”
You got up on your knees, reaching out for his crotch but he roped you. “No hands kitty.” You frowned, thinking of how to get him out of his pants. You leaned forward, grasping the button of his pants and glancing up at him. When he gave you a reassured look you popped the button open. It took a few moments before you were able to use your tongue and teeth to pull the zipped down. You glanced up, hoping he would help you with the pants, but he simply watched while keeping the end of the leash in his hand. You slowly pulled both his pants and boxers down, allowing his cock to spring free.
“Well done kitty,” He praised before yanking up on the leash causing you to stretch up to breath. “Now get to work.” He let you down, which led you to quickly take him into your mouth. You took little time to work your way down, fully aware of what he liked. “You can do better then that.” With that he yanked you down hard, using the leash to keep you there. You gagged, feeling his cock all the way down your throat. He started thrusting quickly, and you started to panic. Your air was completely cut off, and you started hitting his thighs to get him to let you up.
“Fuck. Love your throat,” he moaned lowly. Your nails dug into his legs as black spots started to fill your vision. You really started to think you would pass out until he pulled out of your mouth allowing you to drop to the ground. You were taking in huge breaths as tears and drool ran down your face.
“Get on the bed,” he snapped at you. Without looking up at him you crawled over to and climbed up on the bed. You sat there, straight across from Rhea. She had her phone held up, and you realized she was recording. You blushed, looking down to not have to see her.
Suddenly a hand grabbed your hair and yanked back, making you look up at a now naked Damian. “Rhea came her for a show, you don’t get it be embarrassed. Open.” You quickly opened your mouth, letting your tongue hang out before he spit into your mouth. “Don’t swallow,” he commanded before shoving two of his fingers into your mouth. He thrust them in and out, causing your to choke on them. He spit of your face a few more times before taking his hand out to rub your own and his spit all over your face. “Now look at her,” you did, feeling your face flush with embarrassment. You heard the slap before you felt the pain on your face. “Give her a smile.” You did your best, smiling through the tears and spit all over you. “Good girl,” he mumbled before slapping you one more time before pushing onto your back on the bed.
“So wet,” He inserted his fingers into you, making you let out a whine.
“Damian-“ you were cut off by a hard slap.
“The fuck did you call me?”
“Sir!” You quickly corrected. Your own hand went down to grasp his wrist as he thrust in and out of you. “Please sir! Don’t stop!” You begged, happy to finally have something inside of you.
“You want to cum kitty?” You nodded, thrusting your own hips up against his hand. “To bad.” He pulled his hand away, making you cry out.
“Please! Please sir! Need to cum!” You begged. He gently took a hold of your chin, making you look at him. He took the fingers that had just been inside of you into his mouth, sucking them clean. He then leaned down to kiss you, allowing you to taste yourself. You were so distracted you didn’t feel him shift until he trust harshly into you.
“Sir! You practically screamed, thankful for the sound proof room.
“That’s Right, scream for me kitty.” His hips were snapping hard into you, your mouth falling open but nothing coming out. “Nothing to say? Did I make you a stupid little kitty cat?” He mocked. He grabbed the leash still attached to you before pulling on it as the thrust. He flipped you over to your hands and knees continuing to thrust into you.
You were mindlessly blabbering to yourself, unsure if you could even speak if you wanted to. “I think I’ll breed you, right her in front of my friend. Imagine, later on we announce your pregnant and Rhea gives you little smirk. Knowing she has a video of me fucking You full.” His words would have been enough to cum too, but you held back.
“…cum…please?” You mumbled, feeling him cut off your air again as he pulled the leash tight.
“What do you think Rhea? Should I let her cum?”
You heard Rhea stand up and walk over, grabbing your chin to make you look at her. “Go ahead princess, cum.” At her permission, you finally came as you fucked back on Damian. Your entire body was shaking as your eyes rolled back in your head.
Damian let go of the leash, letting you collapse onto the bed as he thrust a few more times before cumming hard into you. He pulled out, watching as his cum leckes out of you. “Not so fast,” he mumbled, using his fingers to push it back in, making you whine. “Don’t want you to waist any of it.”
#fanfiction#request#wwe#oneshots#smut#wwe smut#damian priest x reader#damian priest smut#damian priest#rhea ripley x reader#rhea ripley
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There's No Escaping
pairing: rhea ripley, damian priest, finn balor x reader, mentions dom x reader
warnings: noncon, non-consensual spanking, gangbang, creampies, oral sex on a strapon, oral sex (male receiving), come as lube, face sitting, face slapping, come eating, manager!reader/becky lynch but it’s not enough to tag, praise kink, but like it’s weird since well. i started this pre-dom so dom is only mentioned
summary: you refuse to join judgement day when they try to recruit you. unfortunately for you, judgement day will not be taking “no” for an answer.
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You sat down at an empty table om catering, not wanting to be in anyone’s way. You usually kept to yourself unless you had to go over the match you were involved in as Becky’s manager. Which for the most part it involved you standing outside of the ring and distracting her opponents. As you started to eat, you hadn’t noticed that Rhea was making her way over to the table you were sitting at until she sat down across from you. You didn’t think much of it but as soon as you went to take another bite of your food, both Finn and Damian joined Rhea.
“So,” Finn spoke up, watching as you took a sip of your water.
“So?” you responded, trying to get Finn to get to the point. You wanted to eat your food and get ready for Raw. You didn’t have time for all of this.
“We want you to join Judgement Day.” Rhea said, causing you to almost choke on your water.
“Wait what?”
You wanted to make sure you heard her correctly, last week they had just attacked Edge – their former leader – even if you wanted to join, you wouldn’t trust them enough to do so.
“You heard her.” Damian said and you shook your head.
You couldn’t help but laugh, “Absolutely not. I’ve got to get going.”
As you cleaned your mess up, you couldn’t help but keep a smirk on your face. They wanted you to join… Liv and AJ were your friends and unlike Finn, you weren’t going to turn your back on them. Plus, you were in a storyline with Becky, Asuka, and Bianca so you weren’t going to turn on Becky.
You were too busy focusing on cleaning up to notice the looks they were giving each other.
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Once you were back in your own locker room and getting ready for Raw, there was a knock on the door. Assuming that it was Becky, you called out, “Come on in, Bex!”
But as soon as the door opened, you were taken aback when it was Rhea, Finn and Damian stood in the entrance way. Before you could close the door on them, Rhea brought her hand out to stop you, allowing both Damian and Finn to get in. She followed suit, closing the door behind her and locking it.
“You’re not supposed to be here,” you snapped, backing up a little to give some space between you.
Without saying a word, Rhea rushed towards you. You tried your best to get past her, but when Damian grabbed you from behind, you knew they had no intentions of letting you leave. Pulling your arms behind your back, he held you in place so you couldn’t get away from them.
“What’s the matter, Lass? Surprised to see us?” Finn asked, sitting down on the couch as Damian pulled you so the two of you were in front of him.
“You guys need to go… Let me go!” You shouted, struggling against Damian’s grip.
Damian held both of your arms with one hand with his left so he could cover your mouth with his right hand. They needed to keep you quiet, especially since you were expecting Becky. With the door locked, they had a bit of an advantage with you.
“You see here… I don’t like being told ‘no’ and quiet frankly, they don’t either,” Finn stated, moving so he was sitting at the edge of the couch. “So, we’re going to do a bit of convincing.”
Before you could process what Finn had said, he began to unbuckle your belt. You tried to struggle against Damian once more, finally kicking Finn in his knee.
“Fuckin’ hell!” Finn shouted, gripping his knee.
You bit down on Damian’s hand as hard as you could. As soon as he let go of you, you rushed to the door, but as soon as your hand was on the lock, a hand tugged at your hair. Rhea pulled you back to the couch, causing you to cry with how hard she was pulling.
Finn was now sitting back on the couch, “Strip her and have her lay across my lap. She needs to be punished for this little act of defiance.”
“Please don’t, stop!” you begged, but Rhea ignored your please.
Ripping your shirt off you, Rhea pulled your bra down. Once she got your pants and underwear down, she then unclasped your bra. Bringing you over to Finn and laying you across his lap, Rhea kept her hold on your hair to make sure you stayed in place. You wanted this to be over more than anything, so you decided that fighting them every step of the way needed to be stopped.
“I’m going ta spank you until I’m satisfied. Do you understand?” Finn asked, rubbing his hands over your back. You tried your best to shake your head, but with Rhea’s tight grip in your hair, you couldn’t move your head. When you didn’t answer him, he brought his hand down on your ass as hard as he could.
“I-I understand!” you cried out, feeling tears prick at the corner of your eyes.
“Good girl. See? We can be nice when you behave.” Finn praised, but you felt sick to your stomach. You didn’t want him to praise you – all you wanted to do was be in Becky’s arms.
“Does Becky spank you when you’re a bad little girl?” Rhea mocked you as Finn brought his hand down against your ass once more. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to focus on anything other than her hand in your hair and the spanking you were receiving.
You bit your lip, trying your best not to make any noise. You didn’t want to give them satisfaction, but it was growing harder and harder as Finn brought his hand down onto your ass again and again. You tried to zone everything out – to think about anything other than them and when it began to work, Finn slipped a finger into your pussy. You bit down on your lip as hard as you could to stop the noise that was threatening to come out.
“For someone who isn’t enjoying this, you sure are wet, Lass.” Finn sighed, pumping his finger in and out of you.
As soon as Rhea let go of your hair, you let out a gasp when Finn added a second finger. You watched as Rhea unzipped her jeans, pulling out a rather large strapon out that she had been packing. Your eyes widened as you realized that it was a size that you weren’t used to.
“Please-“ you began, but Rhea cut you off by gripping your hair once more.
“Shut the fuck up,” Rhea demanded, pushing the tip of the toy to your lips. You refused to open your mouth and when you looked up you could tell she was losing her patience.
Damian came closer to you, pinching your nose. After a few seconds of holding your breathe, you gasped and Rhea took advantage of that as soon as Damian moved his hand. Shoving the toy into your mouth, she didn’t waste any time as she began to fuck your face. You tried to pull off it, but Damian was quick to hold your head in place.
Tears streaming down your face as Rhea kept her pace up, each thrust of her hips meeting the same tempo of Finn’s fingers. You struggled to keep calm, breathing out of your nose as she fucked your face. Rhea pulled out – your face heating up in embarrassment as the string of saliva was still connected from your mouth to the toy. Rhea collected some of your spit onto her hand before slapping you across the face when Damian moved. You moaned, the slap causing you to clench around Finn’s fingers.
“God, she’s so fucking wet. I think the whore likes when you hit her, Rhea.” Finn laughed, pulling his fingers out of you. You tried to stop the whine that escaped, but you were too late. Wrapping his lips around the two fingers that were inside of you, Finn hummed before pulling them out of his mouth. “Fuck, she tastes good. We’re going to have to keep her around.”
“You hear that, Princess? Finn thinks you taste good.” Rhea teased, moving so Damian could get in front of you. You hadn’t even noticed that he undressed.
“Be a good girl and take my cock like you took Rhea’s.” Damian instructed, and you did as you were told.
Taking the tip of his cock into your mouth, you were thankful that it seemed he was letting you go at your own pace. You took more of him into your mouth, running your tongue all around his cock in places it could reach. He moved a little closer to you so you could take more of him into your mouth – closing your eyes you tried to focus on getting him off. But as you were being pulled off Finn and away from Damian, you opened your eyes.
Rhea held you in place with your arms behind your back as Finn began to undress. You bit your lip - feeling the mess between your legs - a part of you wanted to try and get out of her grip. You knew that wouldn’t end well, considering you had to stop and unlock the door and you were completely naked.
“Now, come sit on my cock.” Finn instructed as he took his seat back on the couch, and before you could do anything, Rhea was pushing you towards him once more.
You tried to struggle against Rhea, but she wasn’t having it. Stopping in place, Rhea bit your neck hard before whispering in your ear, “Don’t fight or I’ll have to be the one to spank you and unlike Finn, I’m not so nice.”
You stopped fighting her as she began to bring you closer to Finn, helping you onto the couch. You straddled Finn and Rhea pushed you down onto his cock all the way. You cried out in pain, but you didn’t have any time to adjust to his cock. Finn began to thrust up into you at a hard pace.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” you cried out, gripping the back of the couch as he continued. Finn continued to fuck up into you as Rhea combed her hand through your hair. Pulling you back closer to her, she began to bite your shoulder.
“You look so good with his cock inside of you, can’t wait for my turn.” Rhea whispered in your ear before biting your earlobe.
Rhea held you in place as you tried to pull off of Finn - not allowing you to move even an inch away. You closed your eyes, trying your best to think of anything other than the way Finn was fucking you. You hoped Becky would knock on her door so she could call her for help, but with your luck, that wouldn’t happen.
“I’m gonna come in your tight fuckin’ cunt,” Finn moaned, bringing his hands up to play with your nipples. He was glad that Rhea was holding you in place, not wanting to worry about you running away from his cock.
He came with a grunt, continuing to fuck into you. You cried out, feeling his cum drip down your thighs as he fucked you. You were nowhere near close, and a part of you hoped that whoever went next wouldn’t take their time with you. The moment they were going to leave, you were going to get dressed and find Becky.
Rhea pulled you off of Finn so he could get off of the couch. You whined, trying to wiggle out of Rhea’s grip, but she wasn’t letting you get away that easily. She placed you on your back on the couch roughly, and for a second you thought she was going to have a turn with you until Damian climbed onto the couch. Moving so he was between your legs, Damian didn’t waste any time - lining himself up with your entrance, he pushed himself in with ease, using Finn’s cum as lube.
“Fuck, you take my cock so good, such a good girl for us.” Damian praised, and you suddenly felt like you were going to be sick.
He began to fuck you at a slow pace, allowing you to adjust to the size of his cock. It was a lot bigger than Finn’s, so a part of you was glad that Rhea didn’t repeat what she did.
“Open your eyes and look at me, Princess,” Damian said, surprisingly soft.
You did as you were told, looking up at him to see him giving you a soft smile. Damian picked up his pace - reaching a hand down to grab your neck lightly. Occasionally squeezing every few thrusts. You felt your orgasm approaching, silently hoping that he would come quick like Finn did.
“Look at me. Keep your eyes on me, whore.” Rhea demanded, and before you could think of disobeying, Damian pushed your head so you were looking directly at Rhea with the hand that was around your neck.
“Does his cock feel good? Hm?” Finn asked, and you tried your best to shake your head.
“Oh my cock doesn’t feel good? Then why do you keep squeezing me?” he breathed. His thrusts began to grow sloppy. You were thankful that he had stopped talking - that they all did - as he continued to fuck you. Now, both Finn and Rhea just watched as Damian had his turn with you.
Fucking you faster, Damian held you still as he finally came inside of you. You closed your eyes, feeling as if you were going to cry as you came around his cock.
”Fuck,” Damian groaned. “Made me come quicker than I usually do. Dom would love to have a turn with you.”
Your eyes widened and when he finally moved his hand off your head, you shook your head. “N-No. he’s not going to fuck me.” you stated as Damian stayed still inside of you. You felt tears run down your cheeks, and that’s when you tried to push him off of you.
“Get her up off the couch, I don’t think I’m going to use my cock on her tonight.” Rhea stated. Both Damian and Finn did as they were told, pulling you off the couch roughly as they waited for her next instructions.
You watched as she laid down on the couch - she still was wearing the strapon, so you were unsure of what she wanted you to do.
“Have her sit on my face, wanna clean up the mess you both made.” Rhea said, causing your eyes to widen.
You did as you were told, knowing that as soon as Rhea was satisfied it would all be over. As soon as you were on her face, she held you in place as she slipped her tongue inside of your entrance. You cried out - no longer bothering to hide the noises that were wanting to come out.
“Pl-Please,” you begged as she fucked her tongue in and out of you.
Rhea continued as Finn instructed you to rub your clit. You began to rub your clit, wanting to do what he had told you to do.
“F-Fuck, I-I’m so close,” you cried out. As soon as you did, Rhea pushed you off of her before getting up off the couch. “Wha-“
“I’ll make you come when you’ve officially joined.” Rhea smirked as Damian handed her her clothes.
“I’m not-“ you began, but Rhea cut you off.
“You’ll join if you know what’s good for you… and what’s good for Becky.” Rhea warned before putting her clothes back on.
Once all three of them were dressed, Rhea ran her hand through your hair. Pulling it, she whispered, “You have two days to think about it or we’ll have to tell Becky how much you begged us to fuck you.”
You knew that that was a lie, and so did Rhea, but she didn’t seem to care. As much as you loved Becky, you knew how convincing Rhea was.
“I’ll join. Just please keep Becky out of it.” You sighed, hanging your head in defeat. You refused to look at Rhea or the others, keeping your eyes on the floor.
“That’s a good girl,” Rhea praised. “We’ll keep Becky out of it… for now.”
Kissing the top of your head, Rhea moved away from you as Finn unlocked the door.
“See you soon, Lass.”
Was all you heard before closing your eyes.
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Unexpected Night
Rhea Ripley X Male Reader
Request: Rhea Ripley X Male Reader with Reader who's a voice actor for animated shows and games and a big nerd his made cameos in everything like Marvel DC Star Wars and he has a YouTube channel for gaming and he is streaming live and Rhea comes into his room and the chat goes crazy for her calling her mommy and they both are reading them having a laugh and someone ask if Rhea bends Reader and she laughs.
You are streaming live and answering fan questions. You have a large fan base because you are a voice actor and do cameos in Marvel, DC, and Star Wars. You have a YouTube channel, where you talk about video games, new projects that you are in, supporting your girlfriend Rhea, and more.
Right now you are doing a live stream and you have a new game. Many fans are watching your video and you are talking about WWE 2K23…
“I got the new game of WWE 2K23. And of course, I have to pick my girlfriend Rhea” You said.
You will fight against the computer. In the game, you watch your girlfriend’s entrance and you start to talk about it.
“I like the graphics and the entrance is the same as what she does and the makeup is great” You smiled.
You start to play the game and they are liking the video. After a while playing the game then your girlfriend walked in the room. Then your video gets more views and the fans start to write questions for Rhea.
“Mommy?” You said.
You read one of the comments.
“She is behind you” You read.
You turned around and you are smiling at her. She gave you a peck on the lips then she sits next to you.
“I got the new game and I'm playing as you” You smiled.
You and Rhea start to read the questions.
“Seems there are questions for me,” Rhea said.
“Oh, let's do a Q&A!” You said.
“Yeah! That sounds great. Hi everyone, send in your questions or whatever and we will answer them” Rhea smiled.
You and Rhea start to read the questions. Some fans are calling her ‘mommy’
“First question, for me. I do call her mommy?” You asked.
“Do you?” Rhea joked.
“I do call her mommy, sometimes. She loves it” You smiled.
You and Rhea started to laugh.
“Next question for me. Do Y/n & Dominik call you mommy at the same time? They did before, but I would laugh” Rhea smiled.
“When we are in public together, some fans would ask mommy for an autograph” You smiled.
You and Rhea laughed again. You and Rhea keep answering questions and talking about other stuff.
“Oh, this question is interesting. Does Rhea, bend you over? Because he looks like a sub” You said then you looked at her.
“Actually, you are wrong. Y/n is in charge of the bedroom. He would make me bend over and I would scream daddy” Rhea smirked.
The fans kept asking more questions about sex. But you and Rhea don't talk about sex online or during the interviews since it's personal. Then she exited the chat room, and you and Rhea laughed.
Later, you and Rhea went to cook dinner together. While cooking, you and Rhea started to kiss each other.
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You are doing a cameo in the new movie of the Fantastic Four. You are playing a villain named Philip Masters aka Puppet Master. In the scene, there are puppets around the room and you have a sinister smile. The Fantastic Four found your secret abandoned toy store. You are doing different voices for each puppet and they are going to stop you, but they don't know that you have powers.
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Weeks Later… Rhea watched the video then she showed it to you. She sits down next to you on the couch, you watch the video with her.
“The video has over two million views. You did great, love” Rhea smiled.
She kissed you on the lips.
“Thanks. I was nervous playing a character that no one knows about” You said.
“I don't know who he is, but since you are playing him you made him look cool. You always do great” Rhea said
“Thanks,” You said.
You kiss her on the lips. On your social media platforms, many fans are liking the new villain and they are talking about it. Rhea posted the video on her social media platforms to show support.
#rhea ripley imagine#Rhea Ripley x male reader#rhea ripley x reader#x male reader#male!reader#male reader#wwe imagine
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Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Ruby (SPN) x Reader
Ada Wong x Reader
Rowena Macleod x Reader
Charlotte Flair x Reader*
Dean Winchester x Reader
Dick Grayson x Kryptonian!Reader
Felicity Smoak x Reader
Toni Bevell x Reader
Jackson Avery x Reader
Amanda Rollins x Reader
Sam Winchester x Reader
Rita Calhoun x Reader*
Sara Lance x Reader*
Rhea Ripley x Reader*
Laurel Lance x Reader
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Becky Lynch x Reader*
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Jill Valentine x Reader
Jason Todd x Male!Reader
Billy Gunn x Daughter!Reader
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Donna Beneviento x Reader
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Elizabeth Donnelly x Reader
Tommaso Ciampa x Reader
Steve Austin x Reader
Carlos Oliveira x Reader*
Alex Wesker x Reader
Alex Danvers x Reader
Aspasia x Deimos!Kassandra*
Mother Miranda x Reader*
Andrew DeLuca x Reader*
Jill Valentine x Reader
Steve Austin x McMahon!Reader*
Hook x Reader*
The Undertaker x Reader
Lara Croft x Reader
Callie Torres x Reader
LA Knight x Reader
Grayson Waller x Reader*
Austin Theory x Reader
John Cena x Reader
Jill Valentine x Reader*
Christian Cage x Reader
Bela Dimitrescu x Maid!Reader
Alex Danvers x Reader*
Lexie Grey x Reader
Jack Perry x Reader*
Randy Orton x Reader
Danhausen x Reader
Billy Gunn x Reader
Ash Williams x Reader
Rhea Ripley x Reader
Peacemaker x Reader
Nick Amaro x Reader
Maya Bishop x Reader
Jason Todd x Reader*
Elizabeth Donnelly x Reader
Hookhausen x Reader*
Lexie Grey x Reader
Jennifer Jareau x Reader*
Jill Valentine x Reader
Billy Gunn x Reader*
La'zel x Reader
Lexis King x Reader
Ash Williams x Reader
Steve Austin x Reader
Ruby (Ash vs Evil Dead) x Reader*
Billy Gunn x Reader
Diana Prince x Reader
Olivia Benson x Reader
Kara Danvers x Reader
Kara Danvers x Reader
Danhausen x Reader
Orange Cassidy x Reader
Matt Jackson x Reader*
Randy Orton x Reader
Laurel Lance x Reader
Brienne of Tarth x Reader*
Ellie Williams x Reader
Adam Copeland x Reader*
Larissa Weems x Reader*
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Request Rules
I’m finally getting around to writing out my request rules! If you would like to request a fic, hc set, drabble, etc. please read over these rules before submitting. Please also check this post regularly as I will add things as I go.
Things I Will Write For
Fem/GN reader, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, dark themes/fics, praise, degradation, use of strap ons, p in v, creampies, throat fucking, both m and f receiving oral, multiple characters in one fic, choking, impact play, mild pain play, bondage (nothing with legs being restrained though), d/s dynamics, BDSM, dub-con/non-con, piss, boot play/worship.
Things I Will Not Write For
Male reader, character x character with no reader, beastiality, pedophilia, scat, underage characters, heavy blood play, non-canon character death (except for in the case of things like murder house and hotel in which they would become a ghost), gore, real-life people (such as actors), even though I might write for dom reader please do not request it.
If there’s anything not mentioned here, feel free to ask before making a request.
Characters I Write For
Evan Peters
Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Austin Sommers, Peter Maximoff, Warren Lipka, Luke Cooper, feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here
AHS
Vivien Harmon, Violet Harmon (platonically), Billie Dean Howard, Alma Walker, Lana Winters, Sister Mary Eunice McKee, Zoe Benson, Marie Laveau, Madison Montgomery (depending on the request), Cordelia Foxx/Goode, Misty Day, Fiona Goode, young!Fiona Goode, Amazon Eve, Desiree Dupree, Dandy Mott, The Countess, Sally McKenna, Ramona Royale
Matthew Gray Gubler
Spencer Reid, Chip Taylor, Thorn (King Knight), Raymond (Suburban Gothic), Wes (Dollface), Paul ((500) Days of Summer), feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here
Criminal Minds
Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia, Jennifer Jareau, Elle Greenaway, Cat Adams, feel free to ask about any others that aren’t here
WWE
Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, TJD (only if including Rhea), Liv Morgan, Becky Lynch
this list will be updated regularly as i watch more shows/movies/seasons of ahs, so feel free to check regularly :) also feel free to ask about characters not listed, but there is no guarantee i will write for them.
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Full Master list
smut= ∆
Fluff= •
Angst= <3
Wattpad username: theonandoffwriter
I don't write for male or trans-masc readers unless it is requested. (most of the stuff I write is for me and I am a afab woman)
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(all of the below is x fem!afab!reader unless stated other wise)
Rhea ripley
Unnamed ∆
Thunderstorms •
Dreams ∆
Dreams (remade) ∆
Failed kinktober day 1 waxplay ∆
Failed kinktober day 2 public ∆
Failed kinktober day 3 omorashi ∆
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Series
Forever theirs ƥ<3 judgement day x fem!afab!reader
The shields little girl ƥ<3 the shield x fem!afab!reader
Those eyes jon moxley x fem!afab!reader (discontinued)
#rhea ripley smut#rhea ripley#rhea ripley x reader#demi bennett#wwe nxt#wwe raw#wwe smackdown#wwe summerslam#wwe x reader#kinktober#fantasy#fanfic#demi bennett fluff#demi bennett x reader#demi bennett smut#demi bennett imagine#demi bennett angst#masterlist
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How To Request An Imagine!
When requesting an imagine please make sure you give the wrestler you want, a brief summary and if the reader is male or female!
Example: I would like to request a Jon Moxley x Male!Reader how they become friends to lovers and smut to end it. Thanks!
Now, the more descriptive it is, the more I will write.
Example: Can I request a Rhea Ripley x Female!Reader where Rhea takes the female!reader to the beach to celebrate their anniversary and some steamy smut/or fluff happens!
Not all imagines have to be smut! They can be fluff and angst as well!
I also write about any wrestler!
#wrestling#imagines#requests#imagine request#example#wrestling imagine#wwe#aew#smut#wrestling smut#wrestling blog#wrestling imagines#wrestling fanfic#wrestling fanfics#wrestling one shots#imagines open
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Heal My Wounds
The Escape (Part 1)
Rhea Ripley x Reader
TW: physical and sexual abuse, toxic relationship
Summary: You are in a toxic relationship with an abusive man but manage to run away. A tall, black haired woman picks you up from the streets just in time so your ex doesn't get you. But who is she and why does she seem so familiar to you? As you get to know each other you start to notice weird feelings you never had before whenever she's around.
"LEAVE ME ALONE" you scream crying. He had grapped your hair so tightly it felt like he was about to rip your scalp off. You kick him in the balls with your knee and he lets go of your hair, so you run to the bedroom to grab the bag you had prepared a long time ago. He follows you and tries to grab you by your waist and pick you up, but you were fast enough to dodge him and run out the room.
You head to the front door but again he's faster than you, gripping your wrists and spinning you around, pinning you against the closed door. "You're not going anywhere without me" he growls, a dangerous look on his face.
You close your eyed in fear, expecting him to beat you up one again. He forces a kiss on you, biting so hard on your lower lip that it starts to bleed. Your whimper from the pain, more tears running down your face.
Eventually he lets go of you, but locks the door and shoves the key in the pocket of his jeans. You can make out a quiet "pathetic" escaping his lips as he scoffs. "I'm gonna make some dinner now, don't you dare try running away again. We both know that you won't make it anyway. You're nothing without me" he spit out the last words and makes his way to the kitchen.
You are too scared to make a move until he was out of your sight. You allow yourself to release a small sigh of releave before quickly heading to your shared bedroom and closing the door behind you. You had to think of a different way to get out, you couldn't take it anymore.
Why didn't you listen to your Friends back then, they warned you about him, telling you how dangerous he was but you just didn't believe them. You thought he was the one, your soulmate, the one you're meant to be with.
You soon realised that they were right. A few weeks after you moved in with him he started showing his true self. At first it were just simple Things like asking you to not meet male Friends anymore without him. Then he wanted more and more control.
You weren't allowed to follow any men anymore on social media, you had to ask everytime you wanted to meet a friend, even if it was a girl, he Chose what you were allowed to wear and so on. Eventually you had to stop going out alone at all. He made you quit your job, so you wouldn't have an excuse anymore to be out alone. The only time you got to get out of the Apartment was when you met your parents.
They didn't notice anything because you were still caught in the thought that all of that was normal. He did hurt you already, hitting you in spots that were easy to cover up whenever you disobeyed him. Not so long after he also started beating you up in places where it was more noticable, meaning you got to see your family less so they wouldn't see your bruises.
You noticed just now that you never got to meet his family. Maybe they broke conatct after he was released from Prison, knowing he wouldn't change. You knew he was in Prison, it should have been you enough of a warning, but back then you belived he changed, that he wasn't a monster anymore.
You tried to run away before, when you were alone. You called the police, but when they came he was already back home, convincing them everything was alright. He could be so persuasive and innocent looking in front of others, but when you were alone with him he could turn into your worst Nightmare.
Your apartment was on the second floor so jumping out the window was pretty dangerous. But what other option was there? You needed to get out as quickly as possible, knowing that he could drug your food, like he did before, so you wouldn't fight back so much when he forced himself onto you.
You open the window, looking down. There were some bushes that could soften your fall a bit. You chleched your fists together, closing your eyes for a second and taking a deep breath. You had to.You decide to throw your backpack down first before jumping right after it.
The landing was harder than you expected, as you crashed right trough the bushes and straight onto the floor, leaving you breathless for a few seconds. Your whole body was aching really bad, bruises and cuts scattered all over your skin, your clothes ripped. Blood was dripping down on your arms and legs, turns out the bushes had thorns. But you didn't have time to care now, you had to get up and run. He could notice your absence any second and if he found you it would be your death for sure.
You get up as fast as your body let you, groaning at the pain. You picked up your bag and decided to head for the next bus stop, hoping to find some people to help you or a bus being there by any chance.
You run as fast as the pain allowed you to, leaving a small trail of blood behind you. You hear screams in the distance, knowing he now noticed your absence.It scares you to death, you try to run faster but your body was already pushed to it's limits.
Just as you hear him screaming behind you and running up to you, you spot a car approaching from in front of you. You scream and try to wave your bruised arms, inhaling sharp through gritted teaths at the pain it causes you.
The driver slows down to a stop and you hurry to get to the car. Although you don't know the woman behind the steering wheel, you hop in. She was you last and only chance. You close the door and she speeds up, leaving your ex behind.
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I'm starting this new series and I plan to make many more parts to this. Already got a head full of ideas, but you can leave your suggestions or wishes for the future of the Story in the comments :)
Taglist: @thatonepansexual2000
#rhea ripley#wrestling#demi bennett#rhea ripley x reader#wwe x reader#actually abused#narcissistic abuse#abuse survivor#abuse recovery#rapevictim#toxic relationship#cry of fear#fear#fear of intimacy#escape#rescue#injuries
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Story Requests Open!!🖤🩸🦇
I'll be taking requests for Wrestler x OC or Wrestler x Wrestler fics/one shots. I accept word prompts and will write headcanons if needed.
The pairings can be fem!reader, male!reader or gender neutral!reader.
I've only written Jey fics, but I am also open to Jimmy Uso, Solo Sikoa, Roman Reigns, Rhea Ripley, Trinity, and many others!
Angst is my strong suit, but I'll try my hand at just about anything. Smut will take me a bit longer, but I'll do it.
If you're interested, just send me an ask or a message. 🖤🩸
#jey uso#jimmy uso#roman reigns#solo sikoa#cody rhodes#rhea ripley#dominik mysterio#wwe#angst#story requests#Open requests#trinity fatu#naomi knight#wwe wrestlers#send me stuff
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