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adriswrld · 1 year

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Gargano Fem! Reader x Candice LeRae

a/n: this is old, short and i just wanted to post it on here lol

Y/N grinned excitedly for her wife, watching as Candice made her return after her knee injury. The crowd was shocked and they absolutely loved her. Not too long ago Y/N's brother Johnny Gargano also made his return after a long nine months. Y/N had been called up recently as she was in nxt and was a super close friend of Bianca Belair. Damage CTRL had attacked Bianca and that's when Y/N made her debut to come out and save her long time friend and current Raw Women's Champion, Bianca Belair.

Once Candice got backstage after winning her match against Nikki ASH, she immediately ran and jumped into Y/N's arms. "I'm so proud of you," Y/N mumbled into Candice's purle hair and Candice smiled and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Thank you. I couldn't have done any of this without you," Candice said, letting Y/N set her back down on the floor. "You put in the work, this is all you. I'll see you in a minute, go talk with Hunter," Y/N said, kissing Candice's forehead and walking out of the gorilla to give Candice a chance to talk and thank Triple H.

When Candice found her again, she, Johnny and Candice all shared a hug, very proud of Candice. "Come on we have to cut a segment," Y/N said, bringing Candice over to where Bianca, and Alexa Bliss were. (pretend Asuka got injured) Bianca and Alexa both congratulating Candice on her debut as the camera began to roll. Then Damage CTRL walked over laughing and Bianca look annoyed as well as Alexa and Y/N. "Well hello Candice. Ya know I really don't appreciate you stealing our spotlight our there," Bayley said, Dakota and IYO nodding in agreement with their leader.

"Bayley why don't you just shut up please?" Candice requested, already fed up with Bayley. "Oh you want me to shut up? How about you make me!" Bayley laughed and Candice nodded, down with that idea but Dakota put her arm in front of Bayley. "No no it's okay, you need to focus on Extreme Rules," Dakota said. "But you don't," Candice said, turning to look at Dakota now. "Now why would I accept that? You don't have anything to offer, no gold I can win so you're useless," Dakota said with a fake smile.

"Oh I can show you useless sweetheart. How about this, Dakota Kai and IYO SKY versus Candice LeRae and Y/N Gargano next week on Raw?" Y/N proposed and Bianca smiled at that idea, as well as Alexa. "Fine, you're on," Dakota said with a scoff and Damage CTRL walked away with annoyed looks that they just got challenged. "Well, I guess that means I have a new tag partner," Y/N mumbled, sharing a smile with Candice. Usually her tag partner was Johnny Gargano as they were siblings but now Y/N would finally be teaming with her wife in WWE as when they teamed it was when they were dating in the indies.

"I guess so."

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Y/N ran into the ring and speared Dakota into the mat before she could break up the pin. Unfortunately that had distracted the referee so he didn't see Bayley grab onto Candice's ankle and drag her out of the ring, breaking up the pin attempt on IYO. If they had won then they'd get a shot at the tag team championships. Y/N turned around not hearing the bell ring to signify their win and her eyes widened seeing IYO throw Candice into the steel steps with Bayley holding her hands up as if she had no part in it.

Y/N stepped onto the apron before running and performing a hurricanrana onto Bayley, sending her into the barricade. Y/N then was turned around and hit with a superkick from Dakota, stunning her so Dakota threw her into the ring. IYO also slid in and climbed to the top rope, performing a moonsault onto Y/N. Bayley grabbed onto Candice not letting her slide in and break up the pin that went to a three count. Y/N slid out of the ring and Candice kneeled down next to her. "I wasn't legal." Y/N mumbled against Candice's shoulder, trying to catch her breath, still selling IYOs dangerous moonsault.

"It's okay, we'll get them back," Candice said, glaring at Damage CTRL in the ring. The cameras picked up the conversation between the two and the commentary discussed the controversial finish but Damage CTRL clearly didn't seem to care.

"Where the hell was Bianca?" Y/N said with anger. She always had Bianca's back but the one time Y/N needed Bianca, she wasn't there. "Calm down its okay, we'll get our rematch and talk to her," Candice said. Y/N clenched her jaw and shook her head standing up and heading back to the curtains, Candice immediately running over to follow her. "Y/N calm down! It's okay," Candice said, following Y/N backstage as the cameras followed them.

"Bianca! Where the hell are you?!" The minute Y/N found her, she immediately shoved her, so hard she stumbled back. The crowd cheered, loving how this was hinting Y/N's heel turn and Candice's too as she also got into it with Bianca when Bianca shoved Y/N back.

Bianca was gonna regret ever laying a hand on Y/N. Because one thing you don't do, is mess with Candice LeRae's wife.

#nxt imagine #wwe fanfic #candice lerae #candice lerae x reader #candice lerae imagine #nxt #bianca belair #johnny gargano

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wardlowsbabydoll · 1 year

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Candice LeRae Masterlist

Being Disney Adults With (Headcanons)

#candice lerae #candice lerae imagine #candice LeRae smut #candice lerae Headcanons #candice LeRae angst #candice lerae fluff

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milesworld96 · 6 months

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I just went on another rampage rewatching segments of The Way, I’m sobbing I miss them sm together

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codchrist · 2 years

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Can you imagine if Becky shows ups with Candice LeRae and Indi Hartwell?

#Becky Lynch #Candice Lerae #Indi Hartwell

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mayhemproduces · 1 year

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At the conclusion of the first Hell on Earth, MJF waltzed out with Candice LeRae and Ethan Page, to blindside VIOLET’s former friends, a night that forever changed the paths of ANarChY, for better or for worse. In that time, The Divine, although promised to be a lucrative group for all, was used solely to protect MJF without care for the rest of its members. Imagine that, making a deal with the most selfish man in professional wrestling would only end badly. VIOLET proudly proclaimed to be the architect of that group, and it’s her fault that MJF found a door into MPW. Everything he’s done since then, and will do in time, could be blamed on VIOLET, and she wants to atone for all the toxic behavior, for all the wrong doings she’s done, even if it means losing everything she’s worked so hard to build.

Circling each other, animosity fills the ring, threatening to boil over once MJF ducks her, trying to get further under her skin. More circling, then they lock up, finally, and MJF gets a quick side headlock takeover, but VIOLET kips up to her feet. MJF sits up, and gets smacked across the face! Back into another lock up, MJF gets an arm wrench, into a side headlock, but VIOLET brings them to the ropes and pushes him off. And MJF drops her with a shoulder tackle. He runs a hand through his hair before he runs the ropes, VIOLET dropping down, then leapfrogging over him. MJF spins and grabs VIOLET, redirecting her to the ropes, but VIOLET rolls off his back, trying to nail him with a spinning leg lariat, but MJF ducks, going for a hip toss, but VIOLET blocks with one of her own. MJF cartwheels through it, but VIOLET grabs him, springboarding off the ropes, and tossing him with an arm drag! Springing to their feet, they lock hands, bouncing off the ropes, and MJF uses his feet to toss her onto her back. Shoulders are down, but they pull each other’s right shoulders up, then the left, before they both bridge up!

They roll onto their feet, but MJF catches her with a hip check. MJF grabs the half black, half pastel orange hairdo VIOLET sports tonight, pulling on it as he pulls VIOLET into the corner, beating her down with some heavy right hands. VIOLET’s starting to look loopy. MJF may be a slimy piece of shit, but he’s still a great professional wrestler between the ropes. He knows how to throw a punch, and VIOLET’s feeling that full on, before MJF has enough, and throws her out to the venue floor. Wiping his hands, MJF drops to the mat and rolls out with her, grabbing VIOLET by the hair and pulling her up to her feet, just to plant her with a back suplex on the venue floor! VIOLET groans in pain, spine arched up high off the floor, as MJF sits up with a devilish smirk on his face. “Too fuckin’ easy, man. Too easy!” Grabbing VIOLET by the hair, MJF tosses her back into the ring, but takes a moment to strut on the outside, before telling everyone in the Barclays Center to go fuck themselves - and gets WIPED off the mat by VIOLET! Connecting with a Tope Suicida with tremendous aim, VIOLET hitting her target head on! Pulling MJF to his feet, VIOLET slaps his face against the apron a few times before putting him up on the apron. She climbs to the middle turnbuckle, and takes a glance out at the sea of fans filling up our venue here tonight. It has been a long, long time since they’ve showed our residential Homicidal Queen any sort of love, but they were feeling it tonight, as VIOLET risks her own wellbeing to take MJF out - but nobody’s home! MJF rolls out of the way of the Swanton, and VIOLET lands on her own spine! Ouch!

Back inside the ring, MJF targets the back, going to work with some sharp elbows to the spine, before he drives the point of his knee into it, trying to carve out a knee-sized hole. He jumps up, dropping the elbow on her back, before crushing her with a backbreaker. He shoves VIOLET to the mat, making the first real cover here.

1… 2… Kickout!

Whipping VIOLET into the corner, VIOLET pulls herself up for the Deadly Nightshade, but MJF knows her too well. He throws VIOLET’s feet off his head, rips her off the ropes, and hits another backbreaker! VIOLET shrieks in agony, clutching her back, but MJF grabs her hand and rips it off her back, before biting her fingers! MJf throws it to the side, once again stomping on the back, and telling her that her time is coming very soon, and he hopes her fifteen minutes of pain was worth the lifelong damage he’s going to do to her.

Up in the corner, MJF climbs up first, dragging VIOLET up with him, and this piece of shit wants a Tombstone from up there?! Thankfully VIOLET’s able to counter, elbowing her way out of it, before she’s placed on the top rope herself. Bouncing to steady her footing, VIOLET jumps and twists, capturing MJF by the head, and tossing them from the top with a Hurricanrana! What a nasty fall, and they’re both down for a few minutes before they begin to stir. Back on their feet, VIOLET fights back with a slap across the face. She swings with the other arm, hitting the other cheek, and MJF grabs her by the throat. VIOLET shakes him off, and nails Max with a headbutt! MJF stumbles back, and VIOLET tries to get him with another ‘rana, but Max picks her up into a Powerbomb, slamming her down across his knee! That looked like it sucked, and MJF wants to end it with that! Cover!

1… 2… Kickout!

VIOLET knew she was going to be put through the ringer tonight, but Max might be a harder opponent than she could’ve imagined, and VIOLET’s young career could be ending a lot sooner than she would’ve hoped. Starting in Europe, Japan, and now touring North America every week. This life has been a dream come true, but if she has to go down like this, at least she’ll know she did the right thing, in the end. But Maxwell is tired of this fight. He isn’t getting paid by the hour, and VIOLET isn’t anywhere near his league, anyways. This should’ve been finished at the opening bell, as far as he’s concerned, but VIOLET isn’t going down until she stops breathing. With piercing, hard kicks to the head, MJF kicks her down, but VIOLET keeps coming back up. “Stay down.” MJF growls, but VIOLET stands all the way up, coming back with several forearms to the face, before nailing him with a Superkick! MJF’s head snaps back, dropping to a knee, and VIOLET jumps on his back, going for a sunset flip powerbomb - but MJF spins her around! Dropping her on the back of the head with a NASTY alley-oop Powerbomb! MJF folds her up to end this!

1… 2… Kickout!

Max turns her over, and locks in a Scorpion Deathlock, targeting the back even further, sitting deep into the submission. VIOLET has her hands fisted deep into her hair, pulling at it to avoid tapping out. Even still, there’s a grin on her face, a laugh underneath her pain filled groans, and MJF’s wearing the biggest shit eating grin he can muster. VIOLET tries to crawl to the ropes, but MJF pulls her back, keeping her away from the ropes, so VIOLET starts punching at his knee, forcing MJF to break the submission. Back on their feet, VIOLET clips him with a basement dropkick, and MJF falls on his face! MJF comes back with a double stomp on the arm, trying to lock her into the Fujiwara armbar, and VIOLET could be coming to the last moments of her career, but VIOLET goes right back to the knee to fight it off. She counters again, trapping MJF in the Spider Twist! She’s got it locked in deep, and MJF’s eyes bulge out of his head as he pushes himself to the ropes, scooting closer to them, and eventually gets a foot on the ropes to break it. VIOLET holds it in for an extra second before breaking, and MJF retreats to the apron. VIOLET quickly follows behind him, nailing MJF with a forearm. They slug it out, VIOLET holding on for as long as she can, before MJF spins, smashing her with a rolling elbow! VIOLET is out on her feet before MJF picks her up - and spikes her on the apron with a Tombstone! That boy ain’t right, and VIOLET could be out!

Back inside the ring, MJF covers!

1… 2… KICKOUT!

Still not enough! VIOLET throws the shoulder up just in time, and MJF looks pissed off. His nostrils flare as the fans go wild, cheering for MJF, his lips thinning as he stares out at them. Vulgar insults hurled their directions before he shifts his attention back to VIOLET, trying to pick her up - but VIOLET suckers him into a cradle!

1… 2… Kickout!

MJF kicks out, springing to his feet, caught off caught by the first pin attempt, and he’ll be caught off guard by the second! VIOLET gets a backslide, flipping onto MJF to try and trap him on the mat! Shoulders down!

1… 2… Kickout!

Back on their feet, VIOLET gets a small package!

1… 2… MJF reverses into his own small package!

1… 2… VIOLET counters back, but as they continue to counter each other’s counters, they’re rolling around the ring! The referee tries to keep up, but this has been a long night, and Bryce can only follow them for so long, until the circles finally stop. Dizzy, they end up back on their feet, and VIOLET spikes MJF with a front flip DDT! MJF’s dropped on his head, and VIOLET pulls him closer to the corner. She bounces off the top rope, and crushes MJF with a split legged corkscrew Moonsault! She folds MJF up!

1… 2… - Kickout!

A close two count there, but VIOLET wants to hear the bell ringing, trying to lock Friedman into the ultraViolet. But MJF ducks the ropes, frantically getting himself out of the ring. He didn’t want any of that submission, but VIOLET isn’t letting him get away so easily. As MJF turns around, VIOLET jumps off the apron, taking him down with a Meteora! Throwing him back inside the ring, VIOLET goes for the Divine Touch - but MJF throws his knees up! VIOLET slams onto his knees, but MJF hurts himself in the process. Screaming expletives, MJF leans against the ropes, waving something, or rather, someone, down, and here come Ethan Page and Candice LeRae! Bryce turns around, already yelling at them, as Ethan tries to explain themselves - and MJF’s reaching into his trunks. He puts the diamond ring on his finger, and hits VIOLET with it! She’s out cold, and Bryce turns around at the sound of VIOLET hitting the mat. MJF curls his arms into his chest as he covers, hiding the evidence, as he seals the last moment of VIOLET’s career.

1…

2…

KICKOUT!

VIOLET KICKS OUT! MJF CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

MJF is so pissed off, he forgets he’s wearing the ring, and Bryce sees it! MJF tries to hide it, but Bryce demands the ring, and he has to hand it over! MJF is livid, but as Bryce turns his back, Candice slides a chair to MJF - but VIOLET grabs it first! MJF tries to pull it back, but VIOLET wins the war, taking the steel chair. VIOLET glances back, before throwing the chair into MJF’s hands, and falling back to the mat! Bryce turns around just in time to see VIOLET laying on the floor, and MJF with a chair in his hand! Bryce puts his hands on his hips, asking MJF if he’s really that dumb, they just went over this, and MJF’s looking between the chair and VIOLET, yelling at Bryce, trying to explain himself. Ethan jumps on the apron, trying to argue with Bryce, make him see what really happened. But as Ethan does so, VIOLET slips behind MJF, and nails him with a low blow! Bryce waves Ethan off, throwing the chair out of the ring, as VIOLET hits the ropes, and NAILS MJF with the End of Everything, falling right into the cover!

1… 2… 3!

“Here is your winner, VIOLET!”

VIOLET steals the win in the end, and scores a huge win over MJF!

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dimitrescus-bitch · 3 years

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Back to the Top (Candice LeRae x Reader)

You let out a shaky breath as you climbed to the top turnbuckle. Candice staggered up to her feet and you pulled the “super” version of your finisher on her. You went straight into a pin and as the ref counted to 3, your heart was pounding in your chest. It’d been months since your injury and even longer since you’d won a match. To have your first match back, your first win in almost a year, with Candice, it was special. Despite how her character acted, when the ref put your arm in the air in victory, she came over and she pulled you into a tight hug.

“I’m so proud of you,” she whispered in your ear. It wasn’t enough for the mics to pick up, but you were sure the cameras caught the look on your face. You and Candice walked backstage together, glad that the cameras were focusing on some backstage promo.

“That was some match,” Shotzi told you as she pulled you in for a tight hug. You looked at Candice over Shotzi’s shoulder. “Scared me for a second though when you went up top.”

“She had it,” Candice cut in. She tugged you away from Shotzi and back to where nobody else was hanging around. She gave a quick look around and pulled you in for a kiss. You kissed her back and the two of you had a back and forth thing going until your lungs started to burn a bit. “You were amazing out there.”

“You’re not mad about leaving NXT with a loss?” you asked and Candice shook her head. “Really?”

“No, if it was anybody else, yeah I’d be a bit peeved. I got to be your comeback match and that’s more important. Everybody’s going to be remembering that match, so it’s fine,” Candice said and you leaned down a bit to give her a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you said, a little bashfully. You and Candice stayed there for a couple more moments before she let you go talk about the match with your friends. She hung back the entire time, keeping an eye to make sure nobody got too close and you didn’t seem too tired out.

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waywardwrestlewritingwaif · 4 years

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Girl Time

Here’s a little piece of naughtiness I dreamed up for Candice Le Rae. No boys in this one!

Pairing: Candice Le Rae x (F) reader

Word count: 2,228

Content advisory: graphic sexual content, language

“I’ve got a title shot and yoo-ouu doo-onnt!” Candice giggles, dancing against you and sticking her tongue out.

Tegan and Dakota laugh in response, picking up their bags and heading for the exit. Tegan stops to pinch her erstwhile rival’s nose and everyone laughs.

“Next time, Le Rae,” Tegan scolds. “Next time I’m not gonna let you cheat and you better believe your shoulders are gonna be flat down for three seconds at least.”

“Maybe,” Candice squeals, the excitement obvious in her tone, “but not tonight!”

Tegan and Dakota roll their eyes and laugh. Sure, they’d like the title shot. They’d like to raise their profiles. But Candice is the hottest property, the dastardliest heel, right now. She’s clearly the one who should be fighting her old rival Io Shirai for the title.

You chuckle along, giving Candice a playful smack on the head. The four of you had competed in a fatal four-way the week before to determine the number one contender for the NXT title. Candice had bested all of you but that didn’t mean that any of you was conceding total defeat. The reviews online had been glowing: not one of you had come out looking bad. In fact, most people had said that it would be easy for any one of you to step up against either Io or Candice. But, should she be successful, you had a pretty good idea who Candice wanted to have in the ring first.

Tegan and Dakota head out, their matches done for the evening. Candice bounces in place, fingers jabbing into the air to show just how confident she was feeling. You weren’t sure if they noticed how she was pressing her body backwards into yours. They’d never said anything about the obvious flirtation between the two of you, but that didn’t mean they were oblivious. Honestly, you couldn’t have cared less what they noticed. You weren’t the one with something to hide.

After all, you were out as a lesbian. You’d been featured all over the company Pride Month PR, trotted out as an example of just how progressive they’d become, other than that doing business in Saudi Arabia bit. Yes, it made you feel a little dirty. But you were also part of the largest company in the wrestling business and your role as a queer spokesperson meant that your skills and sexual orientation were more noticeable than ever before.

Candice, of course, was still ahead of you in the pecking order. It wasn’t something you minded because she was honestly better than you were in the ring. You weren’t the finished product. She was an expert. So it wasn’t like you, Tegan and Dakota could feel cheated by her win.

Still dancing her little happy jig, Candice has backed herself up into you, pressing into your body as you sit on the table that had been set up next to the door. It didn’t have much of a purpose, you thought, other than to bear your weight. So as she ground herself back into you, you simply swung your legs and mentally reviewed such crucial things as the vegetables you needed to buy as soon as you got home, or when the deadline was to bid on that comic you were so desperate to have. The more you withheld a reaction, the harder Candice rubbed herself against you, until you finally grabbed her shoulders to still her.

“Hey, sweetheart, I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but I don’t have a cock, so grinding into me like that isn’t cutting it.”

You see her pull a sour face at the revelation that she’s not having the desired effect on you. She’s having more of an effect than you let on, of course, but you love seeing how nervous she gets when she thinks you’re indifferent.

“Don’t you at least want to grab my ass or something?” she whines.

You give her a nasty cackle. “I’d be a pretty shitty person if I went around grabbing women who I knew were straight.”

“I thought you liked me,” she pouts, leaning back and rubbing herself against every point in your body that she can access. “Don’t you think I’m cute?”

“Hey,” you answer, throwing your arms wide so that she could never accuse you of taking advantage, “you’ve told me where you stand. You’re totally straight. I’m never gonna try anything when I’m not welcome.”

Candice gives a frustrated sound and grabs your arms, wrapping them around her petite frame. Using all the strength in her arm, she tries to push your hand further down. You give her a low chuckle, enjoying how angry she is that you won’t do what she wants.

“Now, now, sweetheart,” you croon in her ear, “touching you would just be wrong. You need to run on back to your husband so he can give you what you want.”

She yelps as she tries even harder to shove one of your hands down to where she really wants.

“Stop it,” she cries.

You let her fight with your arm for several long moments before you press your lips just under her ear and flick your tongue over the lobe. The contact, any kind of contact, makes Candice whimper in delight. Her whimpers swell to full-on wails as you ease her ring trunks down and lazily begin running your fingers around the edges of her pussy.

She begins bucking against your hand almost immediately, fairly shrieking whenever you relax your touch even a little.

You swirl your fingers deftly around her clit and into her g-spot, grinning lasciviously as she starts the telltale vocalizations to signal her impending orgasm. As her whimpers and whines increase in intensity, You slide your fingers out and away from her, something that is greeted by an infuriated roar. “No. Please no. Please give me what I want.”

You can’t help but laugh a little. “And what do you want?”

“I want to cum,” she snarls.

“Hm…” you muse with a deliberate slowness, “I don’t think I’m allowed to do that. I think you have to go talk to your husband so he can help you.”

“Fuck you!” she spits.

“Have a nice night, then, princess.”

She’s trembling with rage but her eyes are pleading with you.

“You really want it, don’t you?” you croon.

“Please,” she moans.

You wrap your legs around hers pulling her flush against you and using your heels to spread her open. With one hand, you push your fingers inside, two of them curling into her soaked pussy while your thumb strokes her clit. You can feel the needy throb of the bundle of nerves as you shift the focus of your touch back and forth from inside to outside. It’s no time at all before she’s desperately rocking against your hand. It’s with a perverse and sadistic sense of satisfaction that you pull back a little, letting your fingers slip from her cunt while allowing your hand to remain close enough for her to feel the heat she so craves.

“Please. I need it.”

“Aw, sweetheart, are you sure? You want the nasty butch girl to finger fuck you?”

She grabs hold of your hands and for a second you think she’s going to burst into tears.

“Yes, I want you to fuck me. I’ll do whatever you want.”

Her begging is the biggest turn on and so you oblige, fingers pumping inside her, thumb pressing her clit as she clenches tighter around you. You have to clamp a hand over her mouth so that her screams of ecstasy don’t alert the entire locker room to what’s going on. It’s incredible, the force with which she always cums for you, continuing to thrash against your hand repeatedly, quivering through a series of powerful aftershocks as you manipulate her. She’s insatiable, still trembling and whimpering softly for more as you withdraw from her. You catch her hips and pull her flush against you, pulling her ring shorts back up and delicately running your fingers back and forth along the hem as she collapses back against you.

“Some day,” you rasp, “I’m going to pin you down and teach you to eat my pussy and you’re gonna do it for so long you won’t be able to talk for a week.”

“No,” she whines in an artificial little girl voice. “I don’t do that.”

“That’s right. You’re only a bad girl in the ring. You don’t do dirty things like eat other women out. You’d never beg another woman to make you come all over her hand.”

You slide your fingers inside her ring shorts again, ghosting them over her clit, which is already throbbing again.

“I made a horrible mistake thinking you were begging me for it a minute ago,” you growl.

Ever so softly, you twist her clit between your thumb and forefinger, You can feel her whole body start shaking in response.

“I promise,” you hiss, “I’m never going to touch you again.”

“No!” Her cry is so loud and sharp you half expect a security guard to burst through the door and demand what’s going on. “I’m sorry I said that.”

“Oh yeah? Do you want me to get a nice strap on and fuck you like that?”

“No,” she pouts, “I don’t want you to have a cock. I want you to fuck me like a girl.”

“But you don’t like girls,” you hiss, leaning back and propping yourself up on your arms.

She turns to face you, blue eyes wild with need. She grabs your hand and shoves it into her shorts, pressing your fingers into position against her cunt. Furiously, she starts to rock her hips, groaning louder and louder.

“Come on, sweetheart, why would you want to just get this when you could be riding Johnny’s fat prick?

“You know,” she hums, frantically working your hand like a vibrator, her perfect little ass trembling with the effort.

“Oh I don’t think I do,” you respond, immediately letting the muscles of your hand go slack, denying her the friction she needs.

Desperately, she clutches at your hand, trying to press as much of it inside her as she can, so that she can get the pressure she craves. It’s no use, though, and she wails in frustration.

“Why don’t you just go home and ride your husband to get off?” you ask.

Almost in tears, she finally says what she’s been holding back. “Because no one makes me feel as good as you do. No one makes me cum like you do. You’re what I’m thinking about when he’s fucking me.”

Right away, you tense your muscles, thrusting your hand inside her, pressing her most sensitive places, while your thumb circles her engorged clit. As tiny as she is, she opens for you like a morning glory in the sun, her eyes clamping shut the more of you she’s able to take in. The tension in her body builds rapidly and you yank down the cups of her top, pinching a nipple hard and giving it a sharp twist. You repeat the action on the other nipple and at the same time sink your teeth into the first one you touched. She’s almost screaming now, louder and louder as you subject her nipples to the torture you know she loves. When she cums, it’s like a volcano, ripping her apart as the hot liquid pours out of her. If you were in a bad mood, you’d push her back immediately, but instead you steady her hips and pump your hand until she finally stops crying and shuddering.

Slowly, you pull your hand free and smear her juices over her thighs. Then you raise them to her lips, working them in and out of her mouth as she nods to tell you that she loves what you’re doing.

“So you have a championship match tonight and all Io is going to notice is that you reek of pussy.” You give her a smirk. “You’d better be careful or people will start thinking you’re a dyke.”

She wriggles away and steps towards the door, her chest flushed red and her skin coated in a sheen of sweat.

“You have to go to the ring like that, you realize. If you try to clean yourself off, I’m never going to touch you again.”

She nods, eyes alight with humiliation and excitement.

“Can I come stay in your room tonight?” she asks.

“No.”

“Please. I’ll be good for you.”

“No.”

“What if I promise to eat your pussy?”

With the state she’s in, she’d let you ride her face for an hour and still ask for more. You give her the meanest, most contemptuous look you can muster. “If I want to get eaten out tonight, I’m gonna find someone who knows how to fuck a woman. That’s not you, sweetheart.”

“I can learn,” she whines. “I want you to teach me.”

In your whole life, you’ve never encountered anyone so desperate to fuck a woman and so afraid to admit it. You know how big a red flag that is. She obviously let the world convince her that she was straight without thinking about it and now she wants to be convinced that she’s queer. It makes a sort of sense, you suppose, because if people are always pushing her to be one thing, then it’s never her responsibility when it doesn’t make her happy. So at times like this, when the unhappiness becomes unbearable, she seeks someone to push her in a new direction.

“Nah,” you laugh. “You’re gonna have to do better than that if you want me to believe you’re serious about getting into women.”

“Not women,” she sulks. “One woman.”

You shrug and smirk at her. “Good luck.”

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ohnojustimagine · 4 years

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Next Somebody

Candice LeRae/Reader/Johnny Gargano; 760 words, smut

You've been friendly with the two of them for a while now, and maybe you've always kind of vaguely thought they're both really hot, but that's not the kind of thing you dwell on when you're friends with a married couple. And they've changed lately, you know that, but you still don't think anything of it when they invite you over for dinner.

You sit around the table, and they make a joke of the cup still there in its glass case like some kind of weirdly surreal centerpiece, and when you laugh, Candice refills your wine glass, again. You see them look at each other, smiling, something communicated between them so very clearly that you don't even have to ask what it is.

Because you're going to say yes, of course you are, but still, you think, you want them to take the lead, and so you don't say anything, drinking your wine.

After dinner the three of you sit on the couch, talking, laughing some more, and you're just drunk enough to be comfortable, your body a little loose in a way that feels really nice, and when Candice shifts closer, leans in and kisses you, you're not surprised.

And so you kiss her back, her lips tasting sweet, dark lipstick smearing as her tongue licks into your mouth, exploring, then asking for more. She gets one arm around you, and when you open your eyes you can see Johnny watching, something like hunger in his gaze.

"Bedroom?" he asks, and he's not talking to you.

"Yeah," Candice says.

By the time you take your clothes off they're already fucking, Johnny on top of Candice, her legs wrapped around him, his ass flexing as he thrusts into her, making her moan.

And maybe, you think, you're just supposed to watch, maybe they just want an audience, and you can do that, kneeling beside them on the bed, one hand between your legs, touching yourself.

The connection between them is so strong you can almost feel it, the intensity and intimacy of it seeming to fill the room and you almost want to back away a little, wondering if you should give them some space, but then they stop, both looking over at you.

And they move, separating, and Candice pushes you down onto the bed, grabbing your wrists, pinning them down while Johnny straddles your chest, kneeling up, his cock right there, still glistening with Candice's wetness.

You raise your head, licking your lips, wanting to taste it, but he shifts out of your reach.

"No," he tells you. "You don't get that."

And you whine, frustrated, squirming in Candice's grasp just so she'll hold you down harder, her hands tightening on you, even stronger than you thought. "I think she likes it," Johnny says, and Candice smiles.

"Is that what you get off on?" she asks. "Being denied?"

You don't answer, but you blush, closing your eyes for moment and they both laugh, but then Johnny starts to stroke himself. You can't stop staring at his cock, the way his hand moves on it, faster and faster until he comes, all over your chest, streaks of white falling warm onto your skin. "Yeah, baby," Candice murmurs, letting you go, bending to lick off your breasts. Her tongue is slick and hot, swiping up Johnny's come, swallowing it down, and when she's done, she sucks on your nipples, hard enough to make them extra sensitive, making you cry out when she bites you, teeth suddenly sharp.

You're panting as she kisses you, again, the taste of come still lingering in her mouth, and then she lies back, pulling you over, guiding your head down between her legs, opening them wide.

She's so, so wet, and you breathe in, the scent of her like something heady and sweet, making your own need throb urgent inside you.

"Come on," she urges, impatient.

You look up at her, and though you suspect you might pay for it later, you can't resist the sly dig, saying, "I thought you said you were going to eat first from now on?"

She stares at you for a second, as if puzzled, but then it clicks, and a slow, wide grin lights up her face. "I also said I was going to take what I deserved," she tells you, her hand in your hair, arching up her hips as she pulls your face into her. "And this is what I deserve," she says, sighing at the first stroke of your tongue.

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kindness-bliss · 3 years

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New Beginnings Ch. 10

Timothy Thatcher x OC

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: none

Maya sighed as she sat in the and leaned her head back against the headrest “Why did you lean in to kiss me ?” she finally asked

“I just felt the moment was right, you held my hand on your own and I thought maybe it was a good idea. I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, I just did what I felt was right in the moment” he explained “I apologize, I really do. I would never wanna make you feel like it was forced”

“Don’t do it again” she said softly “Now hurry up so you can drive me home and we can both change, you got your outfit ?”

“Yeah, just um a black long sleeve button up and black pants, that okay ?” Marcel asked

“Perfect” she grins as they got out “Also feel free to loosen up tonight, I can handle my drinking”

He raised a brow as he pulled in and followed “Do I need to remind you about what happened in Berlin ?”

Maya widened her eyes as she blushed and shot him a look “You said you’d never bring it up, so don’t start now”

“Sorry but you causing world war 3 at a club at 2 in the morning that led to us running through the back door isn’t exactly a small thing” he laughed as he brought his bag in “I’m not even drunk ! I’m fine, let’s go dance !” he mocked in her voice “and then suddenly a fight about who knows what and bam we’re in a taxi. How you weren’t some kind of fighter in your life still shocks me”

“I felt like it” she shrugged “she insinuated my Cartier bracelets were fake so I let her have it, period. Oh yeah and she hit on you right in front of me, she deserved it”

He laughed, shaking his head “how about none of that tonight ? Just fun, enjoy yourself with your friends and celebrate your cover”

“I invited Fabian” she blurted out, taking out her curling iron to touch up her hair “he said he’s coming, I gave security his name”

Marcel nodded as she took off his t shirt and ironed his shirt “That’s cool, glad he can make it”

“If you two don’t say sorry and make up tonight I swear” she groaned. Yeah they had been friends for a little over half a year but that didn’t mean him and Fabian were back together. Those two were like a married couple and seeing him without Fabian made her sad, he wasn’t the same without him and it killed her inside

“I can’t promise anything but if he’s there obviously he knows I’m going to be as well so who knows” Marcel admitted as he fixed his hair

“Lay off the gel, you look you belong back in Germany in some grade school with this haircut” she laughed fixing her eye shadow “Plus it’s gonna be hot in there”

“Then I’ll take my shirt off,” he smirked. “I think some girls there would really like to see that, don't you think ?”

Maya rolled her eyes, going into her closet and picking out a body con sequin dress, something to make her stand out from the others. She wanted to be absolutely sure she looked better than anyone else there, especially after what Tim had told her. Tim. As if that Dickies wearing, missing tooth asshole knew anything about fashion she shook her head. “No one cares Maya, he doesn’t matter at all” she repeated in her head turning and widening her eyes as she saw Marcel changing

“Wow...wow” she muttered quietly as she hid behind her closet door and peaked, taking a look at his perfectly tan body and abs, watching him check himself out in the mirror while buttoning up his shirt. He had to me the most vain individual she had ever met yet there she was hiding so she could admire him from afar. Her, the actual model, hiding in a damn closet to stare at him of all people. She quickly snapped out of her own thoughts and changed, putting on her heels as she walked out

“Alright all-” Marcel stopped speaking, practically stopping his breathing when he saw her

“Hey” Maya grinned softly as she saw his face

“Maya….I….” he took a moment to think clearly about what he wished to say, not wanting to make himself seem even dumber than he already did

“I-wow” he chuckled out finally as he put his hands in his pockets

“You...you look beautiful, stunning”

“Marcel, you’ve seen me in dresses but thank you” she giggled

“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve seen, ever” he said sincerely “you look beautiful every single day but tonight is just wow”

She looked at him, trying her best to keep her look calm and friendly but part of her wanted to jump him right then and there. “Come on, let’s get going it’s late” she grinned as she went back out with him to the car and allowed him to take a picture of them to post ******

“So now explain” Johnny said as he sat with Tim in the living room of his home “why exactly did you um...snap ?”

“I did not snap” Tim responded calmly as he pet their dog Pawdme

“I...words didn’t come out as well as I hoped okay, that’s all”

“Um...you went to college right ? like graduated, correct ?” he asked

Tim nodded as he gave a confused look “uh yeah, I uh have a degree in Journalism, worked at a newspaper company for years. Actually” he chuckled “when we met in evolve I was stil- wait what does this have to do with anything ?”

“So you’re telling me you’re college educated with a degree in JOURNALISM of all things, like as in good with words and writing yet you don't know how to speak to a woman !” Johnny exclaimed “You legit use big ass words and write pages yet when a girl clearly is giving the whole “take me in the back seat of your car now” eyes you insult and demean ?” “Johnny, enough” Candice spoke up “He gets the point, clearly he’s upset and mad”

“Thanks” Tim nodded, “and to answer all your questions, yes, I get it. I acted like a moron and well here I am trying to think of ways to apologize once again and convince her I want her with me”

“Well we can all talk about this tomorrow, we got somewhere to go” Johnny stood up dressed in a button up and black jeans along with Candice in a black dress

“A funeral ?” Tim asked confused as he looked at both of them “sorry for your loss, whomever it may be”

Candice let out a soft sigh as he looked at Johnny and nodded towards Tim with her head “tell him…”

“Okay, first it’s “Johnny, shut up!” and now it’s “tell him” he mocked in her voice as he put his hands on his hips and looked up at Tim

“We’re…..we’re going to Maya’s cover launch party, she invited us a month ago and well we RSVP’d and honestly I won’t lie, it looks like a lot of fun, man. She rented out the entire club. It's at EVE and I mean we don’t get to do shit like this, it’s the best club in the city and we’re on the list and I feel special alright ?”

“Wait wait, what ?” Tim asked bewildered “You two are going ? Like actually going ? This isn’t some sick joke right because if it is I got pranked” he put his hands up “the act can stop now, I get it”

Johnny and Candice looked at each other as they both turned and gave him a sorry look as Candice’s phone buzzed “sorry Tim...we gotta go now, Oney’s waiting with Joanne”

Tim scoffed as he nodded and opened the door, catching Oney about to knock “I know, don’t even try to explain” he said as he shut him up before he could even speak

“Well damn” Oney shot him a look “Guess that means, you don’t wanna be my plus one….”

“What ?” the other 3 asked in unison as they looked at him

“Joanne can’t make it, she has work so that leaves me with a plus one” he showed the message “Maya never said I couldn’t bring Tim” he gave a shrug

“Wait…. He can’t go like that” Candice emphasized “babe quick, go look for a bigger shirt and Oney, switch pants with Tim and Johnny will give you another pair…..NOW !” she raised her voice at the 3 of them as she watched them scurry and go to her bedroom

“Wow, who knew you could clean up so nicely” Johnny smirked “let me do your hair now, you can’t go out looking nicely dressed with messy hair, oh and cologne, you gotta smell good in case ”

“You’re not serious ?” Tim asked

“You want her to see you looking good right ? So listen to me, if you look good and smell good she’ll like fall in love with you, she won’t even remember you insinuated her work was cheap, or that bikini models are whores or that-” Johnny gulped when he saw him glare at him “here just..just add a little gel and um see you downstairs, hurry up”

Oney chuckled as he watched him get ready “If this doesn’t work, then I don’t know. Not gonna lie you look….nice. You really do, this is probably what she wanted to see”

“Whatever” Tim shrugged as he finished buttoning up the shirt “I just wanna talk to her that’s all, talk to her and get this settled and we’ll go from there” he nodded as he followed him back to Candice and Johnny’s Uber and sat down

“Wow” Candice grinned “look at you, I mean it. You clean up so nicely Tim, you really do”

“Thank you” Tim said softly as he gave her a small grin. “How the hell did I get myself into this ?” he thought to himself. None of this was him, he could feel the sweat start to build up in his arm pits as he moved around in his seat lifting his head up when Oney offered him a mini bottle of Patron

“A roadie, to loosen up before we get there. You could use it, need a chaser ?” he offered some seltzer water widening his eyes as he watched him chug it down in one gulp

“Give me another, now” Tim nodded as he reached out his hand, taking the second bottle and downing it “there, much much better”. No not really all that better but at least it calmed his nerves slightly as he watched them pull up to the club. He looked through the crowd to see who he recognized, some were definitely other models but lots were from work. She really had invited everyone but him, not like he expected it anyways.

“Remember, leave no later than 3” Candice said as they got out and reapplied her lipgloss “Jesus, she’s popular look at all these people”

“You don’t say” Johnny looked around “And she invited US, that means she really does like us and thinks of us as friends. She’s SO nice”

“She is. She really is something” Tim whispered to himself as he stood with them ************

“I love seeing you two so happy and together !” Maya smiled a little tipsy already as she put her arms around Fabian and Marcel’s shoulders

“The two besties are back together ! You can go back to taking your little sexy shirtless gym pictures now !”

Fabian chuckled “well thank you I think ? Thanks for inviting me again”

“Yeah yeah of course, anything to get you two back together” she sipped her martini, feeling slightly buzzed as she sat next to Marcel and put her hand on his thigh “oh my god, you look so cute tonight I can’t believe I didn’t tell you already” she pouted

Marcel chuckled as he placed her hand back on her lap gently “Thank you, you’re telling me now and to me that’s all that matters”

“Maya maybe, maybe we can stop the martini’s for a bit” Fabian suggested as he motioned for the waitress to come over and order them waters with lemon

“What a complete party pooper, I thought Italians were supposed to be fun. This is NOT how Jersey Shore made it seem” she rolled her eyes, pulling out her compact to look herself over as she watched Fabian just laugh at her

“Hey... still very very pretty,” Marcel grinned as he closed it for her. “There’s no need to keep looking at yourself when you look perfect, now have some water so you can sober up a bit and enjoy your night. Everyone’s here for you”

Maya stood up and fixed her dress when she saw Candice walk towards her “hey, oh my gosh you look beautiful !” She gave her a hug and smiled, tilting her head when she saw Johnny take a selfie with her custom cake “why...why is he ?”

“Listen he’s telling everyone we know he’s at a celebrity party and how you’re his friend, he’s truly living it up” she admits with a chuckle

“I just...I like how you guys came, you two are so kind and nice and to be honest I kinda like you guys here more than the others my agent made me invite” she smiled softly “Can I offer you a drink ?”

“Oh yeah sure, I’d love one of those fruity ones you’re having” Candice grinned as she walked over to the bar with her “Listen before we enjoy the night, I have to tell you that Oney’s girlfriend couldn’t make it so...so he brought Tim”

“What ?” she spat out her water “He’s here ? As in right now ? Candice what the hell ? After what happened earlier ?”

Candice sighed as she took her drink in one sitting and got up “Long story short he feels horrible and wants to talk to you, really talk to you. 100% serious this time, no insults nothing so when you’re ready you let me know and I”m getting you two together to talk even if it’s the last fucking thing I do” she nods

“I just wanna enjoy my night and maybe when I’m a little more drunk so I can let his ass know everything I’ve been feeling” Maya nodded as she cheered her and took what she believed was her 15th shot of the night

“So are those real ?” Candice asked as she pointed to her revealing dress “because they look real but they also look way too perfect to be real”

Maya laughed as she touched her shoulder with her arm “They are, but did you drink before getting here ?”

“May have had a couple roadies” she admits as they continued to drink together, getting rowdier once everyone else came to join

“Let’s give it up for Maya !” Johnny yelled as he raised his champagne glass “MY friend is a model and she’s on an ACTUAL magazine and on a billboard !”

“To me ! For being really fucking pretty and having an amazing body !” Maya exclaimed drunkenly as she leaned on Marcel

“And with REAL boobs !” Candice added as they all cheered together and moved to the dance floor as the DJ played a playlist of mid 2000’s songs

Everything was great, perfect actually until Oney spotted Tim talking to a girl, a little too close for comfort in his eyes as he left and sat down keeping a close eye on him

“So what brings you here, do you know Maya ?” the girl asked Tim as she grinned and sat too close to him at the bar

“In a way yeah, you ?” he nodded trying his best to keep up straight as the alcohol from the car ride and the beers he had consumed were beginning to hit him

“well she won this cover over me. Some thing about brunettes over blondes, Kara by the way” she reached her hand out “and you are ?”

“Tim” he responded as he turned around and faced her, looking her up and down as he raised a brow at the less than favorable red number she had on “drink ?”

“Vodka soda” she smirked as she ordered “oh is this your friend ?”

“What ?” Tim asked confused as he turned and saw Oney with crossed arms standing behind him

“You’re drunk, come with me”

“He’s fine with me” Kara smiled sweetly “Don’t worry, your friend is perfect with me here”

“Tim….”

“I’m fine” Tim shrugged “You go and continue being stupid, I’m fine here with her”

Oney shook his head and sighed as he left him alone and went back as he sat down on a couch and watched

Maya pulled Marcel close to her as she turned around against him, moving to the beat of the music as she felt him move with her, putting his hands on her hips both swaying to the old Ice Cube song that played loudly in the club. They had gone to multiple clubs in the past and danced to way too many songs but this time something was different and they both felt it

Marcel felt the jolts in his body as he touched her hips and felt her backside press right against his groin area. Gulping to get rid of what felt like a ball stuck in his throat he made sure to keep his hands there as they moved

“You good ?” she asked not realizing what was even going on with him as she looked up

“All good, we can keep going” he nodded

He was positive his once black shirt was now soaking and see through with sweat as he tried his best to make sure he didn’t get hard as he squeezed her sides every so slightly. As he heard the song end and change to what he recalled was an old Lil Jon song, he groaned feeling her move quicker. Part of him felt like it was best to just leave to the car and handle what he needed to do but the other part said he needed to be composed for her. All that went out the window the second he looked down and saw her dress slowly ride up as she moved lower and lower

“I...I gotta go to the bathroom” he blurted out as he turned her around and saw her eyes, he knew better than anyone what that look meant

“We….we should go to the bathroom” she whispered as she laced his fingers with hers and leaned in to kiss the corner of his mouth gently

Marcel shuddered as he looked around and noticed everyone too busy to even notice them gone, he quickly took her hand and rushed to the nearest bathroom with her as he pushed her against the wall and crashed his lips onto hers, moving his hands up and down her hips as he moved down to kiss her neck feeling one of her hands on the back of his neck and the other immediately trying to undo his belt

“Not...not here” he whispered as he stopped her hands and held them in his as he kissed each of them “This...this is cheap, I don’t want it like this with you. You deserve more”

“My place” she kissed his lips again not wanting them away from hers any longer “You and me, my place. I want you, I need you Marcel” Marcel looked in her eyes trying to see any doubt , going with his gut as he nodded and walked with her, hitting a stall with his shoulder

“Busy” a female voice groaned “um really busy”

“Sorry” Marcel apologized quickly, cursing as Maya tripped against him causing him to fall against the unlocked door, widening his eyes at the view in front of him

“What’s going-” Maya stopped speaking immediately as she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she saw Tim entangled with a girl doing way more than kissing. She felt her legs turn into jelly as she watched him kiss and move her against him, at her party of all places.

Tim heard her voice and immediately opened his eyes as he pushed Kara off and fixed his pants and shirt “Maya ! No…..No listen I-I” he stuttered struggling to form a cohesive thought as he reached his hand towards her earning a hard punch across the nose and kick in the groin “Fuck that hurt !” he grimaced in pain not sure if he needed to grab his balls or nose

“Marcel, why is she crying ? what’s going on ?” Johnny asked concerned he watched Candice going after her “Did someone hurt her ? Tell me and I’ll knock them out !”

“That, that’s what’s going on” Marcel said coldly as they both looked at Tim and Kara exit the bathroom both disheveled with Tim’s more than obvious broken bleeding nose

“I told him to stop” Oney spoke up “He didn’t listen, brushed me off. The second he saw me talk to Johnny is when he left”

“It wasn’t your job to babysit” Johnny answered disappointed as he stared “Grown men can take care of themselves, or so we thought”

“You’re not getting a foot near her !” Oney exclaimed, fed up “How fucking dare you do this to her ? At her own fucking party ? Was this what you wanted all along ? To just come here and ruin her night ?”

Tim shook his head as he held his nose with his hand “I….I can’t….I can’t even talk, where is she ? I need to talk to her now” “You’re getting you and your little prost-.....friend the hell out of here NOW” Oney ordered

Tim snarled as he felt her touch his hand “get the fuck away from me”, scaring her enough as he watched her walk away quickly and hurried out the door. He looked at the guys and pleaded with his eyes as he watched them walk away from him

Marcel clenched his fists in anger as he calmed himself down for a second before walking quickly to the parking lot of the club searching around space by space as he found Candice consoling Maya on the pavement and rushed over

“Maya, Maya come on let’s get you home” he said softly as he kneeled in front of her and dabbed her face full of mascara tears with his sleeve. His own heart breaking as he saw how devastated she looked. Nothing mattered more to him than making sure he got her home and safe

“Listen to Marcel, he’s gonna take you home sweetie” Candice whispered as she helped her stand up as Johnny, Fabian and Oney joined them with sorry looks on their faces “It’s brisk” Fabian said softly as he took off his suit jacket and put it over Maya’s shoulders to cover her up “I’m gonna, I’m gonna take her home now, is that okay Maya ?” Marcel asked as he pet her head gently

Maya simply gave a small nod as her eyes stayed glued to the floor, her whole night and heart done for.

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pairing;Rhea x fem!reader

a/n;this is long ish

You were backstage in the girls locker room as you started getting ready for a match happening against Mia Yim.You suddenly felt hands on your shoulders as someone was shaking you multiple times and your only guest was Rhea,your best friend and "small" crush

"Yes Rhea?"you questioned as you laced up your shoes before turning around towards the aussie who was jumping with excitement

"it's snowing!"she squealed making you raise an eyebrow surprised with the soft attitude going on,"I wanna go see the snow"she begs you and you resist the urge to laugh in amusement

"it's just snow?"you shrugged while grabbing your jean jacket and putting it on,"nothing spec-ohh"you finally realized that Rhea has never seen snow and you just wanted to smack yourself and disappear right this minute as Rhea gawked at you,"I forgot,you never seen snow before"you said while pursing your lips as Rhea nodded at you,"Sorry to say Rhee,but i got a match"you said making her pout and you,again,had to resist the urge of saying a simple awe knowing she'll drop the soft attitude immediately

"Oh so what"she exclaimed as she tugged on your hand,"forget about the match and come outside and lets play with the snow"she begs even more with puppy eyes that you wanted to give in to but resisted it

"Maybe after my match"you smile as you give her a kiss on the cheek before walking off leaving her with a pout on her face

Rhea stood in front of the monitor watching your match impatiently as she leaned on her hip and bounced her leg up and down trying to keep herself from going out there and ending your match so she could drag you back and to the snow outside

"What's up with you?"the voice of Shayna Baszler has Rhea look away from the monitor and towards the older women

"Nothing"Rhea said bluntly before looking back towards the screen as Shayna looked between the monitor and Rhea before smirking as Rhea tried her best to ignore her,"I am just watching the match"Rhea shrugged

Shayna crosses her arms with her eyebrows raised,"it isn't just watching the match if your bouncing your leg up and down,impatiently might i add"Shayna said a matter factly that Rhea huffed and looked at Shayna

"I'm waiting for her to be done with the match so she can take me outside to play with snow"Rhea answered Shayna before looking at the screen again as Shayna nodded

"You know you have plenty of over friends who can take you out there themselves.."Shayna pointed out making Rhea shake her head

"I want y/n"Rhea said simply as she payed close attention to the win your about to take

"Or maybe because you like her?"Shayna said and Rhea's head snapped over with wide eyes as Shayna nodded,"it's pretty obvious"she added as Rhea now stood dumbfounded at the information that she just received

Rhea shook her head,"I don't like her"she mumbled as she looked at the screen to see you picking up the win

"the light lip stick stains proves you wrong"Shayna said before walking away as Rhea's hand immediately flies up to her cheek and rubs the lip stick stain off right as you walk in and Rhea scrambled over to you and yanks you towards the back door

"Noo"you said as you grabbed you hand back,"I need to take a shower"you said as you turned towards your room as Rhea groans trying to grab your hand but you got it out of her reach,"I stink Rhea,let me take a dam shower"you look at the taller girl who pouted at you,"oh find someone else"you mumbled as you got to your room and walked in

Rhea was sat on your couch as she resisted to look at you changing into your normal clothes and instead look at the floor where water dripped from your hair that you were too lazy to dry it in the bathroom

"Ya done yet?"Rhea asked for the millionth time making you sigh as you look at her with a blank look that she shrugged innocently at,"what?you been changing for awhile,ya know?"she pointed out making you roll your eyes as you grabbed the towel that you were going to use for your hair but didn't get too before grabbing your brush and hair tie

"Let me brush my hair and put it into a braid then we can go outside and see the snow"you smiled as you went to sit down but was quickly pushed down toward's Rhea's lap who grabbed the towel and lifted your hair to your left shoulder before wrapped the towel around you and then grabbing your hair and letting it fall on your back

"I'll do it"she said as she grabbed your brush and separated your hair as you tried to calm yourself down knowing that you were already blushing as she started brushing one side of your hair,"pigtails or full braid?"she questions

"it doesn't matter"you said as you relaxed into her lap and let her do your hair and before you knew it she was done

"Done"she said as she handed your brush over and letting you get up and set your brush down into your bag before you turned to her and held your hand out,"what?"she questions making you chuckle

"Don't you want to see the snow?"

Once you two stepped outside,she immediately jumped into the snow making you smack your forehead as snow fell down

"It's so soft!"she exclaimed with happiness and excitement in her tone as she started making a snow angel

"I can see that,Demi"you smiled as you hugged yourself,"and very cold,which reminds me that i should of brought a sweater"you sighed as she shrugged

"Fine with me"she said as she set up with her legs criss cross apple sauce as she started,well tried,to make a snowball but failed and her eyes went to you with a pout,"I can't do it"she whined as you glanced down at her with an amused face

"because your doing it wrong"you shook your head as you crouched down in front of her and helped her to make the snowball as she watched intently,"See,easy"you said as you let her get a hold of the snowball

"It's heavy"she pointed out making you raise an eyebrow

"No it's not"you said as you looked at her and you now realized that you were very close with her as she stared right back into your y/c

"Hi"she smiled at you like this was totally normal to her

"Hi"you say as well as you two keep staring at each other

"Did you know that your really beautiful?"she questioned making you smile as you hide your face with your hands but they were quickly pulled away by Rhea who banned the snowball and held your hands into hers,"I'm serious"she says making you close your eyes with your face heating up and before you could reply,you felt lips touch yours and you kissed back almost immediately

You let your knees fall into the snow as you now straddled Rhea's waist as her hands fall onto your waist while yours were playing with her hair as you tugged on it getting a groan in response before you pulled away when things started to get heated when Rhea's hands laid a little be close to your bum

"Why'd you kiss me?"you said breathlessly,"not that I'm complaining though"you said as you looked down towards Rhea who laid her head against your chest

"Well"she said as she tried to think of what to say before blurting it out,"I realized that I have feelings for my best friend and that i want to be with her after all the things we been through to get to where we are now"she said as she lifted her head up and looked at you with her blue orbs that made you swoon

"Oh"you said as you bit your lip trying to suppress your smile,"Well,since you admitted something,I will also admit something that might be the same to what you admitted too"you said as she stared at you with furrowed eyebrows,"I also realized that I had feelings for my best friend and that I would be glad to be with someone who experienced everything with me"you said and Rhea started smiling as she leaned towards you and gave you a peck

"Aww"you guys hear making you both turn your heads to see Bianca Belair and Candice LeRae standing there with phones up

"That was adorable"Candice smiles as you let your head fall on Rhea's shoulder

"hell yeah it was"Bianca nodded as Rhea laughed at the two

"How long have you three been standing there?"Rhea questioned as she wrapped her arms around your waist and pulling you more into her making you lift your head fast

"Ever since we heard that you two were going to come outside"Bianca said as she went through the photos she took

"And also when you guys admitted your feelings for each other"Candice nodded as she started sending some photos to the some of the other women that they are close too

"But we'll leave and let you two continue doing..."Bianca raised her hands and motioned to you and Rhea's position,"that"she said before her and Candice walked off laughing as your jaw dropped a bit

"You guys!"you exclaimed as Rhea fell back and bursted out laughing while you held your face into your hands

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