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haddonfieldwhore · 7 months

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lowkey - damian priest

damian priest x gn!reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: langauge, drinking, implied nsfw, readers age isn’t specified but i wrote this as if they’re around rheas age so age gap warning just in case, scripted violence

after it being teased for the last few weeks on raw, you were finally going to be moving from nxt to the main roster and joining the judgment day, arguably the most powerful group in the wwe today. you were more than excited, considering that you would be in a group with your best friend rhea, as well as just some really cool, talented people. you had been friends with rhea since middle school, and had only met the guys in the group a handful of times, but you could already tell you were going to fit in well. however that didn’t mean you weren’t nervous to be making your main roster debut, tugging awkwardly at your ring gear as you stood with rhea in gorilla.

“you’re gonna do great, salem,” rhea smiled, using your ring name. your gear matched the judgment day colour scheme, black and purple with lots of chains and studs on your ring jacket. the judgement day would be going out first, and then kevin, sami, and jey would pick off the boys, and raquel would attack rhea. all you had to do was run out there and help rhea; easy enough right?

things were going smoothly, rhea and the boys wishing you luck as they passed by you on the way to the ring. damian patted you on the shoulder, and you looked up at the man who towered over you, like you were sure he did most people, standing at six foot five. you had to admit, he was incredibly handsome, his long hair and dark eyes suiting his features perfectly.

“you’re gonna do great,” he smiled, and you nodded, thankful that they all seemed to accept you into the group already.

“thanks. i’ll see you out there,” you smiled, and he gave you a fist bump with his massive hand, and headed out with the others. even though you were on opposite teams in the ring, even kevin, sami, and jey wished you luck as they passed through gorilla, as did raquel.

it felt like only 3 seconds had gone by, when in reality it had been about 2 minutes before your music kicked in, “the witching hour” by in this moment blared through the arena as one of the backstage crew members gave you your que to head down the ramp. you ran out, your anxiety not letting you look at the amount of people in the crowd as you got to the ring and slid under the bottoms rope, pulling raquel off of rhea. the two of you attacked her and chased her out of the ring, leaving just you and rhea standing there. you looked at eachother, and rhea made it seem for a second that she was going to attack you, but instead extended a hand for you to shake. you took her hand in yours, and the rest of the judgment day, who had also scared off their opponents, joined you in the ring. the moment finally sank in, and you looked at the thousands of people in the crowd, and your heart pounded in your chest, the judgment day music loud in your ears as you all exited the ring and headed up the ramp, damian and finn on either side of you with their arms over your shoulders.

once you had made it backstage, rhea stole you out of their grip, wrapping her arms around you in a hug and spinning you around, causing both of you to laugh.

“you killed it! that was great!” she yelled, and the guys agreed.

“how do you feel?” finn asked, and you took a deep breath as rhea set you back on your feet.

“i feel great! i would have been a lot more nervous if you guys weren’t out there with me, so thank you,” you admitted.

“no problem. we’re like a family, and now you’re a part of it too,” dominik said, and appreciated it more than you could say.

“priest, i think you know what time it is,” rhea smirked evilly. “it’s time to show salem how the judgment day parties.”

“say less,” damian laughed, throwing an arm over your shoulder again as they all led you out through backstage, a handful of superstars congratulating you on your debut, before you got to your cars and left the venue. you and rhea were in her car together while the guys were in another, and as much as you already loved them, you were happy to have a moment with your best friend.

rhea passed you the aux chord and you turned on ‘cyberhex’ by motionless in white, and she nodded in approval.

“so now that it’s just us, how are you feeling after your main roster debut?”

“it was amazing. i have to admit, i am a little overwhelmed, since you and the guys are such an established group, but i’m also so grateful to be joining the judgment day. i just hope they like me,” you answered.

“you mean the fans or the boys?”

“both, but i meant the boys. they all seem really cool, i don’t want to intrude on the group, you know?”

“i get it. but they love you already. if they didn’t you would know,” she laughed, and you felt slightly relieved.

“thanks rhea.”

“no problem. you have your ‘initiation’ match next week, right? against raquel?”

“yeah. i can’t believe my first solos match on raw is against her,” you said; raquel wasn’t someone that would go down without a fight.

“you can do this. i know you can, and the rest of the judgment day knows you can too,” she said, parking her car as you had arrived at the hotel.

•••

one thing was for sure; the judgment day knew how to throw a party. it had been non stop celebrations for about 4 hours when you all calmed down and decided to put on a movie. there was only a small couch and an arm chair in the hotel room you were currently in, which was finn’s room. he was in the chair, you, damian, and rhea sat on the couch, and dom was sitting on the floor in front of rhea, who occasionally played with his hair. you knew the romance between them was just a storyline, but their real life friendship was adorable. you were starting to get sleepy as it was nearing three am, and you were cuddled under a blanket from your suitcase, since the a/c in the hotel room was giving you goosebumps, and you could feel your eyes getting heavy.

as damian shifted next to you, his hand bumped against your thigh, and he muttered a soft apology under his breath. the small amount of alcohol in your system gave you some extra confidence, you took his hand in yours under the blanket and placed it back on your thigh without saying anything, your hand over his to keep it there. he shifted again so his leg was against yours, and you cuddled into his side, resting your head on his shoulder as you let yourself fall asleep.

damian shook you awake gently a little while later, and pointed to rhea and dominik asleep in the one bed, and finn passed out in the other.

“i’ll walk you to your room, unless you wanna sleep on the couch,” damian offered quietly, as not to wake anyone up. he stood up first, pulling you up off the couch by your hand, and you grabbed your bag. it wasn’t until you got into the hallway and the door locked behind you that you realized rhea had the key card to your room.

“fuck,” you mumbled, and damian turned around.

“what’s wrong?”

“rhea has the key to our room,” you replied, feeling like an idiot.

“c’mon, you can stay in my room,” he laughed at you pouting, and started walking down the hallway. when he noticed you weren’t following him, he looked back. “no funny business i promise.” you rolled your eyes playfully, but hurried after him as he led you to his room.

“what if i want there to be?” you asked quietly, as you’d caught up to him. damian looked down at you, a little surprised, before placing his hand on your lower back and pushing you gently.

“then walk faster,” he mumbled, and you smiled as you finally reached his room. he unlocked the door and let you go in first, and you noticed that there was two beds. “did you enjoy your welcome party?” damian asked, and you smiled.

“definitely. rhea wasn’t kidding when she said you guys knew how to party,” you smiled, turning towards him.

“party doesn’t have to be over, if you don’t want it to be,” he said, his voice low as he stepped closer.

“what did you have in mind?” you asked, smiling as you felt his hands rest on your waist, pulling you against him. he leaned down to kiss you deeply, and your hands rested on his chest, his arms circling around you. damian backed you up until your legs hit the end of the bed and you sat down. he backed away, staring down at you.

“are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, and you nodded, your head surprisingly clear after the few drinks you’d had; the nap had sobered you up a surprising amount. you slid off the bed and dropped to your knees in front of him, your hands resting on his thighs.

“i want to,” you assured him, and his head fell backwards as your hand slid over the front of his jeans.

“fuck,” his voice was deep as your hands fought over the buckle of his belt, damian eventually letting you undo it as his hands cradled either side of your head. “this has to stay a secret for now, okay?”

“i know,” you smiled. “it’s kinda more fun that way, isn’t it?” you asked.

“you keep surprising me,” he shook his head.

“is that a bad thing?” you asked, undoing the button on his jeans after successfully undoing his belt, and sliding the zipper down.

“definitely not.”

•••

you woke up to the feeling of someone trailing gentle kisses over your shoulder and up the side of your neck, and you murmured softly at the sensation, tickling slightly.

“good morning,” damian’s deep voice mumbled next to your ear, somehow even deeper than usual after just waking up. your legs were tangled beneath the covers, the white hotel duvet the only thing covering your bodies other than the purple love bites that were scattered across your skin.

“good morning,” you smiled, your eyes fluttering open as you rolled over to look at him.

“it’s only nine so i don’t think the others will be awake yet if we want to sneak downstairs before they wonder where we are,” he offered.

“rhea’s gonna figure out that i didn’t sleep in our room eventually. i’ll just tell her i slept in the extra bed. i have to say - this was kind of out of character for me; i don’t think she’ll expect anything as long as you cover those,” you smiled, poking one of the bite marks you had left on his shoulder.

“can do. as long as you hide those,” he pointed to the hickeys on your neck, and you laughed.

“deal. i do want breakfast though, so yes; we can head downstairs.”

“sounds good. you can shower first if you want,” he offered, and you smirked.

“you could join me.” you had no idea where your sudden boost of confidence was coming from, but you felt comfortable with him considering you barely knew him.

“i don’t know how productive that’s gonna be…” he trailed off, kissing your lips.

“is that a no?”

“that’s not what i said,” he smirked, and pulled the covers off of your bodies, dragging you towards the shower.

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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The Animal I Become

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: Being the eldest daughter of Rey Mysterio, it surprises most that she’s nothing like her family. After her father and family ban her from wrestling due to her violence, she is officially the black sheep, but breaks that rule, coming back to help during an attack from the Judgement Day, only to be scolded by her father for the madness she started, then running into someone who knows her like no one else…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)

Word Count: 3.3k

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

Sometimes it seemed like everyone forgot that I exited and sometimes, that wasn’t a bad thing.

Being born when my dad was young, I was the oldest child of Rey Mysterio, wanted to be a wrestler just like my dad, but when I learned how to wrestle, even made it to the performance center, my style of wrestling was much different.

Being told I was too violent, overpowering, ‘couldn’t see what wrestling really was’, my dad made me stop wrestling and allowed Dominik to be the one who wrestled.

It caused great issues in our family, made me the black sheep on top of the drastic differences that I already had compared to them, but there was still love in my heart for them.

I always paid close attention to the shows, especially after Judgement Day crashed my dads anniversary party that I didn’t even get to come to, or it would’ve been a different story.

Rhea not only put her hands on Dominik, but Aaliyah, all of them constantly attacking my dad and it made my blood boil.

Judgement Day may have won the match tonight, distracting my dad by Rhea taking Dominik’s beat up out to the stage, not even able to imagine what she did to him, but after Finn’s victory?

My dad told me to stay away from wrestling and not to do anything crazy, but there was no way that I could stay at home and watch this every week and he surely knew that I was crazy.

The crowd was roaring, Finn and Damian coming up the rampway, freezing at the sight of me standing behind Rhea who was still standing over my younger brother.

Rhea could read everyone’s reactions, looking at what Finn and Damian were staring at, turning slowly to find me.

“Y/N Mysterio! Isn’t this lovely?” Rhea was always laughing at someone clearly underestimating me, both of us looking to Damian who yelled out:

“Y/N?!”

It was good to know someone knew that something bad was about to happen, considering both my dad and Dominik were completely out of it.

When I began wrestling at the performance center to try and join NXT, Damian helped train me. He knew me well, we had a past, and he knew much like my family, the madness that I was capable of producing.

He wasn’t stopping me, having Rhea face me again when I smiled:

“You all must’ve forgotten that I exist. I’m here to do what they won’t do, and that’s beat your ass!”

My fists started flying and Rhea was strong, but so was I. Punches and kicks being thrown, leading up the stage, till I took her by the hair, shutting her down and swinging her into the megatron frame.

Starting to ground and pound, gouging at her eyes, I could feel the pent up emotion of a lot of things coming out, going numb and my instincts were ultra high, back elbowing Finn in the face as he was the first to try and break up the fight.

That gave Rhea a slight advantage considering I had to stand up, but I didn’t forget about her, still swinging and we both had handfuls of hair.

“Alright, that’s enough!”

There was Damian again, growing more frustrated when I heard my dads voice too:

“Y/N, stop this right now!”

Security flooded the stage, my dad and a stirring Dominik trying to pull me back and Damian and Finn were pulling Rhea away.

I missed the feeling of adrenaline rushing this quickly, increasing at the sight of blood on Rhea’s lip thanks to me, screaming at her:

“I’m not finished with you, bitch! You just wait!”

Before Rhea could speak, Damian and Finn were taking her away and they both had their eyes set on me which made me wonder.

Though, I didn’t have the time to wonder much, my dad yanking me to face him:

“You know what I told you-“

“Yeah and it’s bullshit!” I snapped at him, not dealing with this and my rage gladly controlling my yelling, “How long now have they’ve been beating up you and Dom, huh?!”

“Y/N, sis-“ Dom was still beat up, but tried to deescalate, “You didn’t have to do this. We got-“

“Who are you to talk, huh?!” I was in a rampage, shoving Dominik down and putting him in his place, “You’ve been getting your ass kicked by a girl for weeks now like some little bitch! If you two won’t end this judgement day shit, I will! Trying to be superheroes isn’t cutting it!”

I was ready to walk away, but of course my dad had to start yelling and nagging in Spanish, dragging both me and Dominik to the locker room, just to lecture me.

Arms crossed, leg shaking like hell in my chair, staring at nothing, my dad went on for what felt like forever about how ‘dangerous’ and ‘immature’ I was being for breaking his rule about me not wrestling, that I could have gotten in serious trouble.

My facial expressions obviously showed how little I cared, I know I may have went a little overboard with the yelling at them and shoving Dominik, but it was the only way they would listen ever listen to me in some form.

The fate of being the black sheep always followed me, having enough when my dad said:

“And of course, the second you get your hands on somebody, there’s blood and everything! I get it, you want to protect us, we’re familia, but-“

“But nothing!” I screamed, standing up and point at him, “We are familia and we should always protect each other! No matter what it takes! You think what I did was so bad?! I could have done SO MUCH WORSE!”

This time, he had nothing to say, especially when I had tears in my eyes, finally saying something I always wanted to say:

“You just don’t want me to wrestle because I’m better thank Dominik and he’s the son. He can ‘carry down the bloodline’, you want to give him your mask. Let’s just face it. You never said it, but I know that no matter what I do, I’m different than all of you, and I’ll just never be good enough for any of you.”

They both tried to come and hug me but I wasn’t having it, brushing both of them with my shoulders, heading out the door and slamming it so hard it echoed for seconds.

I should’ve known it would’ve ended up like this and after fighting Rhea like how I did, there was no way I could just disappear again.

Having one side of me say I needed to be there for my family and the other having all of this anger towards them was tearing me apart.

Not knowing what to do, I told myself I’d put it off for another day, checking my pockets to make sure I didn’t lose anything, heading towards the back exit till I heard:

“¿Te vas tan pronto, mamí?” [Leaving so soon, mamí?]

“Don’t you dare call me that anymore,” I growled, looking to see Damian leaned against the pillar next to the door, a smile on his face.

“Why? It used to put such a pretty smile on your face,” Damian stood up straight, trying to work his charm that did take me at one point in time, “Especially when I talk to you in spanish.”

“Look, if you’re here to try and distract me so Rhea can come get her revenge, just do it already because I would love to bust her face again,” I was staring a whole through him, but he just shook his head, saying under his breath:

“Ay,, Todavía estás tan loca.”

[Ay, you’re still so crazy.]

“Muy loca loca,” I owned that proudly and stayed on guard. [Very crazy, crazy.]

Something was different here. Damian was being himself rather than his demeanor while he was with Finn and Rhea, standing up to come to me with a smile:

“Y eso está bien. Me gusta la locura.” [And that’s okay. I like crazy.]

“You better tell me what you want, Damian,” I was fed up and I didn’t want to threaten him, it hurt that he was one of the people attacking my family after everything we been through, but I still threatened, “Or you can experience the craziness that Rhea just went through.”

“Oh no, mamí,” His smile grew so devilish, leaning down to look into my eyes, “I’m here to help you.”

“Help me?” I had to laugh at that, breathing in, “It’s far too late for that! Wait no, let me think again, you want me to join Judgement Day?”

“What can I say? You’re perfect for us,” It was nice that he got straight to the point, but I wasn’t convinced in the slightest, growing more of an attitude:

“You better realize that I’m not like the rest of my family-“

Before I could continue, he laughed at me, throwing his hands with a smile:

“And that is exactly why, Y/N.”

I was so used to hearing lectures about how I needed to be more like my family and his words made me pausing, Damian taking that time to continue:

“You have always been different than them and instead of embracing that, you let them shut you down. I bet all of the money in my wallet that you just slammed that door and stomped off because your dad yelled at you for showing up and starting another fight just now.”

Clicking my tongue, I looked away and he chuckled, knowing he was right:

“Exactly what I thought. Now tell me, what kind of family yells at you for trying to protect them and won’t even let you accomplish your dreams?“

Glaring back at him, there were tears in my eyes. His truth harsh and thinking back to the day I thought I was getting a contract and the complete opposite happened? It was like I was stabbed in the heart.

“Hell, if you started wrestling with me like we planned on it way back in NXT? You would’ve won multiple championships by now. You’d be a fucking star!”

Damian had to keep adding to it, making me snap at him before I began to cry:

“Even if that’s true, it’s too late to fantasize about what may have happened! This is now! So, tell me, indulge me, how would joining Judgement Day benefit me, Hm?”

“That’s so simple,” He smiled, wiping away the tear that I didn’t notice running down my cheek, “You get to accomplish your dreams. You get to be a wrestler. You get to be at the peak of it! You know that we’re no push overs and it’s time that you get your ass in that ring and this time? No one will ever push you back ever again.”

My dream of being a wrestler always put happiness in my heart that no one or nothing could compare to. That fight was the first time I ever even heard a crowd and they were cheering for me.

That crowd loved the wild fire that I brought out there and thinking about it, how I wanted it again made me feel like I was hooked on a drug already.

“You think that’s a good idea? Really?” I wasn’t letting him persuade me this easily, pointing out one big issue, “Because I already know that Rhea is not gonna like that.”

“Rhea will understand once she’s cooled off,” He assured, “She’s an older sibling herself so, I’m sure she understands where you were coming from.”

“Yeah right,” My eyes rolled, falling back on Damian as his voice got even deeper than it already was, a blank expression and fed up like me:

“When are you finally going to do what’s best for you? Do you want to be a wrestler and make a name for yourself or forever be the black listed Mysterio?”

That hit me so hard that I could hear my heart beat echoing in my head, tears coming back and making me hate how easily my emotions took over me.

It was hard because he was right. I wanted to be a wrestler, wanted to live my life my way and not in my family’s shadow.

“You’re positive there won’t be any issues between me and Rhea?”

His eyes lit up like never before when he heard my question, creating a laugh for the both of us:

“I think so, but if she tries anything, you can just kick her ass again.”

I shook my head and laughed, silencing and feeling a sly smile come back to my face when he put his arm around my shoulder, rolling off his tongue:

“Y podemos divertirnos como antes.” [And we can have fun like we used to.]

I knew exactly what he meant by that, knowing how his Spanish made me feeling some kind of way, but mine did the same to him:

“¿Divertido? ¿Quieres recordarlo?” [Fun? Care to recall?]

“Rey no es tu único Papí, ¿recuerdas?” [Rey isn’t your only papí. Remember?]

My body always acted before I could think thoroughly, yanking him by his necklace and growling softly:

“Watch that tongue before I remind you who your mamí is.”

“Aww, Papí’s still good at turning you on,” He chuckled slightly, arm falling around my hip, pulling my body into his, lips just inches away when he whispered, “You still like pulling me by my necklace.”

Some habits never really change, there was no dodging that one, there was no going back right now, and so, I looked deeply into those brown eyes, whispering back:

“I’m still pretty pissed off about everything tonight. So if you keep that up? I’m just gonna take it out on you.”

“That’s what you always think, but you always end up a mess and screaming my name,” Laughing one last time, he licked his lower lip, hand sliding down to squeeze my ass, kissing, “But don’t worry. I’ll get rid of that anger quickly.”

One touch of his lips let off some steam, increasing with more, how he used a his tongue a little, hand squeezing and rubbing my ass, but there was still a whole lot of steam inside of me.

It had me shaking slightly when I parted my lips for a moment, looking around to make sure no one else was in the small hall that we were in.

“I think it’s going to take more than a kiss to calm me down. If we get out of here,” I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck, fingers tapping up his shoulder and the soft spot on his neck that I remembered, the tone of my voice being that magic trick, “You just might even hear me screaming Papí, again.”

“Might?” He was biting his lip, throwing me up to hold me, also checking our surroundings before heading off into the darkness, “You will be.”

Taking risks was always a thrill for me, in some random locker room with dim lights, devilish giggles in my kiss, body being taken over by adrenaline again while stripping, Damian barley out of his pants when I jumped into his arm, kissing with a bite:

“Déjame ver tu lado loco, papí.” [Let me see your crazy side, papí.]

“Oh, lo verás.”

[Oh, you’ll see it.]

There was a certain tone he would have in his voice whenever I was really in for it, being tossed around and chest first into the wall next to us.

Remembering old previous times, my body naturally shifted into place, perking my ass up at him, looking back to smile:

“You better remember-“

“What? How you like it rough?” Spanking my ass so hard I squeal, hand pulling my head back by the hair so his cock would slam right into me? It all showed that he never forgot.

“Encanta así, papí!” [Love it like that, papi.]

I forgot how he made it hard for me to breathe so easily, another thrust having me stick to the wall, slow and timed at first, but his hips smacked against my ass hard, having to adjust to his girth and length again.

All of the moisture didn’t pose an issue after those slow thrusts, feeling his fingertips at my scalp, finding its position with his speed increasing, moans meeting the wall with my mouth opening and growing louder.

“And you still moan it just as beautiful,” That evil laugh of his only turned me on more, tilting my head back a little to him, panting but still getting out:

“And your dick is still so good, Damian.”

“You know that no one will ever beat this ass like I do,” He always liked watching how I reacted to his spanks, another loud crack making my knees almost give way, a slight drool at the side of my mouth when I squealed again.

“Never!” Despite the handful he had of my hair, I was strong enough to push my face into the wall, about biting my lip off and whining at the strong pressure coming so quickly along my walls and into my stomach.

“What’s a matter, mamí?” He knew I was close, beating my strength and pulling my head back to him, except this time he let go, arm wrapping around my neck, finger swirling at my clit and his thrusts not daring to change, “I know it’s been a while, you burnt out already?”

“No juegues conmigo, Damian.” [Don’t play with me, Damian.]

I always grew so serious when so close to an orgasm like this, not having something like this in ages and was desperate for it.

The shift of his body let me know that I was about to get what I was longing for. Feeling his bicep choking me some, proving his strength and holding me up off the ground, fingers right back on my cut and rubbing rapidly, having me bouncing on his cock to meet the wicked thrusts he was throwing up at me:

“What? Want me to play with this instead?”

I don’t know how, but it felt like he was rubbing my clit even faster, crying at how my nerves were shocking me, legs shaking up in the air, a sting in my eyes when I closed them tight, begging out:

“Please, papí! Please!”

I wasn’t sure if it was tears or sweat running down my face, but the shocking burn my nerves were going through made me clench so tight, aching from how I was taking him, but never feeling so good when my vision went white, no air in my lungs and even hearing the slick that drowned his cock.

“Fuck is it good to feel that again,” Whispering a kiss into my ear made him think that I’d shoot my own remark, but I was literally so out of it.

Easing me back to the wall, he kept me in a hug this time, rubbing my stomach and sides:

“You good there, mamí?”

“You always rocked my world,” I giggled softly, my head limp and resting against the wall as I breathed in, “Rocked my everything.”

“Aww, come on,” He laughed, keeping me in that hug and kissing, “Mean to tell me you fight like an animal but can’t handle some rough strokes?”

“That wasn’t some, that was a lot,” I made him laugh this time, on purpose, loving how he grew silent, the smirk on his face when I flashed my own evil smile at him, “And wait till you see the animal I become when I officially join.”

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romanstheory · 2 years

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Hello! Just recently found your work and I absolutely love what I’m seeing!

Can I request a Damien Priest oneshot?

Like, the premise I had in mind was: Finn Bálor, sick and tired of The Mysterios meddling with their plans (because plot magic that’s why 😂) , decides they need to take even more drastic measures.

So they straight up kidnap poor Dominic, who was already teetering on joining but on the fence. As they try to convince him to join their cause…

The door creaks a bit too far open and poor y/n (I think either a fan or backstage hand) locks eyes with Damien Priest. Finn Bálor tells Damien to “handle her” …

I think you can fill in the rest 😉

Thanks in advance!

Word Count : 913

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*** TW KIDNAPING ***

I am the newest female superstar to be called up from NXT! I'm bright eyed and willing to destroy what ever obstacles that may come in my way! Since debuting i've hit the ground running and never looked back. Everyone knows about judgment day's hatred for the Mysterios, it's no secret that they don't care for each other. Whispers circle the locker room of what's to come next with the Judgment day/Mysterio saga. I've kept out of it thus far, and plan on keeping it that way. If someone brings it up to me I quickly change the subject, mainly because something about Damian gives me the shivers.

He's so dark and brooding and i can't decide if I should be afraid of him, or jump in bed with him. In preparation for my match I jump in place to warm my muscles up, much like many other superstars. Damian, Finn, and Rhea walk passed talking low amongst each other. Damian catches me looking and shoots me a sharp look, almost like he set my five foot nothing frame ablaze with a single look. I quickly look away and continue my warm up before running out to my entrance music. I picked up an easy win and make my way to the womens locker room. I hear crashing and screaming in the distance. I quickly turn around and follow the sound, worried something terrible just happened.

I hear another scream by a nearby exit so I run to it. Peaking my head out of the door, I see The Judgment Day pushing Dominik Mysterio into a black suv. My mouth drops as I think of a million different things at once. What do I do? Theres too many of them to just run in. As my mind is racing, Finn discovers I've just seen everything that took place. "Go handle her Damian" Finn barks. "i've been waiting to" Damian says with a smirk as he walks towards me. My heart sinks to the floor as the tall dark Damian walks my way. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want him to tie me up and spank me a little. My body wouldn't allow me to move as he got closer and closer.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Damian barks at me through his slight accent. His tall frame towers over me, I can smell his cologne but I'm still stunned by his presence. He moves even closer to me, our bodies touching this time "Cat got your tongue?" He smirks "Come with me and I'll give you the punishment I know we both want". I nod as I follow Damian down the now dark hall. "Walk faster" Damian growls at me. We get into the room, Damian immediately picks me up and pushes me into the wall. "Take your punishment like a good girl" His deep voice echoes through my ears. I nod my head as he begins kissing on my neck, squeezing my ass under his hands while he pushes his body into mine. Our lips quickly connect, I can already feel my vagina pulsating and begging for him.

"I want you now" He whispers in my ear while he puts me down "Go lean over that table". I obey what he says, leaning over a table nearby. I can feel him following close behind. I hear his pants unzip, my body begins to get hot with anticipation as he pulls my tight trunks off. "Now, you've been bad poking your nose into our business you now that right" Damian says. I nod without knowing what's to come next. Damian raises his hand, planting a hard smack onto my thick ass. I moan and yelp out, it felt so good. He reaches his hand up again and again smacking my ass leaving it red and tender before he uses his thumb to massage my clit sending me into overdrive.

"Please!" I whine out begging for him to fill me up. He pushes his length into me, groaning as he pushes deeper and deeper. He begins stroking me deep, hard and fast. Our bodies slapped together filling the room with loud claps. His still full balls crashing against me. He continues smacking my cherry red ass as he smashes our bodies together, pulling on my bralette top. I scream out in pleasure as my bralette snaps from the force of Damian pulling on it. He grabs my leg, sitting it on the table allowing him to stroke deeper. He grabs my boobs as he releases animalistic groans and roars. "Aw fuck!" He moans while he mouth drops open and his eyes close.

He was enjoying every second of this just like I was, maybe even more. I can feel my body tensing up, his every move sent electric through my body. "Go ahead, cum for me. I know you want to" Damian whispers into my ear as he massages my clit with his big thumb once again. I scream his name out as I reach my climax. He continues, driving me up the wall and making my legs weak. He lifts my other leg onto the table while he strokes his length, releasing his warm juices onto my still red ass. Damian grabs paper towels to wipe me off and tosses his blazer to me so that I can have something else to wear. "You saw nothing" Damian says staring into my soul. "I saw nothing" I agree

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sydsaint · 2 months

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Gotta show my Latino Papi some love <3

Summary: The reader is Damian's plus one at Dominick's wedding.

You and Rhea are taking the afternoon to buy dresses and get your hair and nails done for Dominick's wedding later in the day.

"What about this one?" Rhea pulls a ruby red dress off of the rack and presents it to you.

You look up from the rack you're looking at and examine the dress. "Not really my style." You shrug. "But I bet it'd look killer on you, Rhea. You should try it on." You suggest.

Rhea nods in agreement and hangs the dress over her shoulder while she browses for a few more options to try on. You go back to browsing the rack you're in front of and come across a pretty black dress.

"How about this one, Rhea?" You pick the dress up and present it to Rhea. "I like the neckline."

Rhea turns around and almost instantly nods her head. "YN, yes." She beams. "That will look so good on you."

You giggle and hang the dress over your shoulder so you can browse some more.

You and Rhea both collect four or five dresses to try on and head for the dressing rooms. The two of you have been friends for years so you opt for one of the bigger rooms and share.

"Zip me up, yeah?" Rhea asks you after she's pulled on a black dress.

"Sure, turn around." You nod.

Rhea turns her back to you and you pull the zipper up her back. She turns back around and you compliment her. "How is it you manage to look good in literally everything?" You jokingly complain.

"It's a gift, really." Rhea giggles. "Here, try this one on." She picks up the black dress you picked out and hands it to you.

You begin pulling on your dress and Rhea slips out of hers to try another one on. You get settled into your black dress and admire yourself in the mirror. "I really like this one." You admire your reflection. "What do you think, Rhea?" You turn back to her.

Rhea turns around while she's shimmying into the red dress she picked out and her eyes widen. "Damn, YN." She compliments you. "You might look too good in that dress." She teases you. "How badly are you trying to impress Damian tonight?"

You giggle with Rhea and grab your phone from your bag sitting on the bench. "Do you mind if I snap a quick pic?" You ask Rhea. "I wanna see what Damian thinks of this one."

"Sure." Rhea nods since she's got her dress on by now and is admiring herself in the mirror. "Let's take a few together after you're done." She adds.

"Yes!" You agree and snap a quick mirror picture of yourself.

You send the picture to Damian then take a few with Rhea for fun. You decide on the black dress, and Rhea choses the red. The two of you get your hair and nails done then head back to the hotel to wait for your dates to come pick you up.

"Yeah, we're good, Damian." You call out to him and reach for your clutch sitting on the table.

Damian comes into the door and you watch his gaze flit over Rhea and come to a halt when it reaches you.

"Well?" You ask Damian with a giggle and do a little sin for him. "How do I look?" You ask him.

Damian chuckles and the sound sends a shiver down your spine. You could easily become addicted to the way he looks at you.

"You look absolutely stunning, princessa." Damian shakes his head and walks over to you and wastes no time in pulling you into his side by the hips.

"Told you that he wouldn't be able to keep hiss hands to himself." Rhea laughs.

"You won't ever hear me complain." You grin and lay your hands on Damian's chest. You smooth out his tie for him before tugging him down by the neck for a kiss. "You look handsome too, baby."

You and Damian share a quick heated kiss while Rhea collects her bag. She walks over to the two of you and loops her arm with yours. "Let's get going, yeah. Wouldn't want to let Dom down on his big night by being late."

Damian nods and strides over to the door. He swings the door open and steps off to the side. "Right this way, ladies." He grin at you both. "I'll go on ahead and pull the car around for us."

"Thanks, babe." You touch Damian's arm gently as you and Rhea pass him.

Everyone arrives at the wedding venue about half and hour later and heads inside. You and Rhea find your seats at a table near the bride and grooms place. Fancy cream name-cards mark your spots for you.

The ceremony is beautiful and you shed a tear or two for your friend and his girlfriend, now wife.

The real fun begins after the ceremony. Everyone files into a immaculately decorated space with plenty of room for dancing and a wide array of foods off to the side of the room.

"You hungry at all, hun?" Damian asks you after you've found your table with Rhea and a few other friends from work.

"I'm aright for now, Damian. Thanks." You shake your head. "Dom and his girl look so happy." You gush. "Gosh, I can't wait until I finally get to plan my wedding."

Your comment earns a giggle from Rhea and a wide-eyed look from Damian. The two of you have been ating for about a year now.

"No pressure, Damian." You laugh when you see the guilty look on his face. "I'm content just the way we are."

Damian sighs in relief and plays it off like he wasn't freaked out. Everyone mingles at the table for a while until the dancefloor begins to fill up. You watch people dance for a while with a longing look in your eyes. You know Damian isn't much for dancing. So you try not to get your hopes up.

"YN, Amore, dance with me?" Damian gets up from his seat next to Austin after a while and offers you his hand.

"Oh, you don't have to, Damian." You shake your head at him, but Priest persists.

Damian keeps his hand outstretched to you and flashes you a deabonaire smile. "Come on." He urges you. "I know you want to get out there. And I'm not opposed to once dance." He insists.

"Really?" You take Damian's hand and he leads you out onto the dancefloor. "Thank you, Damian." You smile at him as a slow song starts to play.

Damian pulls you close to his chest and the two of you sway to the soft music. "I know I said it before, but you really do look stunning tonight." He compliments you. "I know I don't say it often. But I love you, YN."

"I love you too, Damian." You blush and lean in a little closer.

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daddyhausen · 7 months

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• kinktober day two : primal play — damian priest •

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{ summary } — he was filled with an insatiable primal lust for you

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, mild chase/hunt, primal play, biting, scratching, breeding kink, rough sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, male + female orgasms, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie

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{ pairing } — fem!reader x damian priest

{ genre } — smut

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the house was filled with warmth

the sun beating down on your skin with a heavenly glow, a beautiful orange hue

he found himself in the kitchen, in the doorway, leaning against it

just admiring you, your beauty

you weren’t even doing anything, simply gazing aimlessly into the sunrise

the fact that you were only wearing his shirt

a gulp rose thickly in his throat, mouth running dry each time you’d lift up your arms slightly, your plump ass would poke out just beneath the shirt’s hemline

it awoke something in him, something raw and primal

he needed to feel you, taste you.

fuck you.

he made his way behind you, quietly

snaking his arms around your waist, head buried into the crook of your neck

inhaling your sweet, natural scent. it made him shudder with desire

“you look too damn good to be leaving me all alone today”

his words muffled into your skin, peppering small kisses and love bites across the top of your shoulder.

“as much as i would love to stay, i have to go to work, unfortunately”

you turned to greet him, wrapping your arms around his neck, planting a long, lustful kiss to his lips.

he smiled into the kiss

hungrily biting your bottom lip in a desperate attempt to gain further access into your mouth

you pulled away, refraining your own urges to kiss him deeper

the action was met with a small pout on his part

“don’t you give me that face”

your retort, playful in his ears, sauntering casually behind you as you made your way back into the bedroom

a mistake on your part quite frankly

“c’mon babygirl, it’s been so long since i fucked you nice and good”

it had been two days.

“babe, no i’ve got to get ready”

he held an intense look in his eyes, one that sent a shiver up your spine and a pulse of arousal to your cunt

you especially marveled at how the glare of the morning sun caught in the browns of his eyes

how it only heightened that intensity

he was on his side of the bed and you on yours

which caused a problem on your end as he was blocking the door.

“you really gonna deny me a taste of that pretty little cunt?”

his voice deepened, even more than his natural baritone

you felt a gulp rise in your throat, realising your predicament

making an attempt to side step around him, to which he responded by mirroring your movements

“don’t try and run from me, princess. i’m having you one way or another”

you attempted to slip past him again but to no avail. he only mirrored your steps again

to be truthful, the fact that he desired you so was a huge turn on, this primal instinct he had, it was alluring to say the least

were you frightened? slightly.

but arousal had definitely prevailed in that moment

“babe this isn’t funny”

you remarked, the slightest quiver of fear in your voice

“come here”

he lunged over to your side of the bed, his large palm engulfing your forearm with ease

pulling you close to his chest, you back pressed against him

his cock grinding against your bare ass

“you never deny me this cunt, you understand”

his arms wrapped around your waist, free hand exploring between your thighs, gathering the sweetness that dripped from your soaked folds

his head buried into the crook of your neck, inhaling your alluring scent deeply

“you drive me wild, my love.”

his lips lingered against your skin, lightly nipping the flesh, trailing hot kisses across the tops of your shoulder

“so fucking wet for me”

the tips of his fingers teased your clit, pulling away for a moment to lift his fingers to your lips, smearing your sweetness across them

pushing until your lips parting, forcing you to taste yourself

his hand making it’s way to your hair, fingers weaving into it

tugging your head back to plant a harsh kiss to your lips, biting your bottom one

the indent of his teeth present against the pink of your lips

the sensation left you delirious, mind fuzzy and numb with arousal

without another word he pushed your face down onto the bed, hand still locked into your hair, pushing you face down into the mattress.

he shoved up the shirt you’d been wearing, your perky ass in full view for him

he slapped it, roughly, loving the soft recoil of your flesh.

“such a pretty thing you are”

his hands kneading your flesh, clothed cock still grinding against your ass

your mind in a daze, hearing the sound of him tugging down his sweatpants

his now bare, erect cock teasing your folds.

he pushed himself deep inside you, feeling your walls clench around his cock

he held himself close, hand still enveloped in your hair, keeping you still

the other secured around your waist, groping your flesh beneath the shirt

“you feel so fucking good for me baby”

his teeth bared, biting lightly at the exposed skin of your shoulder, his spit pooling around where he’d bitten

you pleasure filled whimpers rang in his ears

thoroughly enjoying his movements despite your previous protests

still you remained silent, letting him enjoy the warmth of your body

“fuck…” he grunted against your skin, prying away still through gritted teeth, observing the bite mark he’d left behind, admiring it almost.

you nails, in their weak and futile attempt to break his grasp, clawed at this skin of his forearms, red lines painted in his skin in their wake

“i need to fill you up, princess.” his voice low, the baritone ensured and muffled into your skin

“p-please” you whimpered, mouth hung agape in pleasure

“want me to put a baby in you, sweetheart? is that what you want?”

his voice on the cusp of mockery, teasing you with his words

you repeated your plea, hips bucking back desperately against his thrusts,

feeling him fill you up completely, his size deliciously stretched you out

leaving you a moaning, dripping mess for him.

he was quick to comply, increasing the speed of his thrusts bottoming out the moment he entered you fully

“fuck-” you whined, your word being cut off as a moan ripped through your throat.

“so fucking tight baby, i’m suprised how i even fit in your tiny little cunt”

he nibbled at your earlobe lightly, a small growl left his lips after a particularly rough thrust

“you’re gonna look so pretty full of my seed, baby. i don’t think i’ll be able to control myself around you” he began, his breath starting to labour

“i’m gonna breed you every night, princess.”

you could feel him throb deep within you. You mind was in a daze, fucked out from the pleasure of his cock

desperate for his seed as you pushed back against him

“please, daddy” you cried out, feeling your own orgasm rising in the pit of your belly

“anything for you, babygirl”

he was quick to increase the force of his thrust, burying himself to the hilt as he emptied rope after rope of hot cum inside you

you went numb with pleasure, his seed so warm inside your aching cunt,

so thoroughly fucked out that you did not even register your own orgasm,

your sweetness gushing down his shaft in wave

“such a messy girl, aren’t you?”

he mentioned to the now soaked bedsheets, slapping your ass for added affect to his faux mockery

his cock still firmly entombed in your dripping cunt.

“go get ready for work, princess, we’ll do round two when you get home”

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claymorexpunisher · 5 months

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Don't Poke the Daddy (18+ One-Shot)

Pairing(s): Damian Priest/Fem. Reader

Summary: Reader lets it slip that she finds Drew incredibly attractive and she decides to wear his merch one night at a show. Her boyfriend Damian doesn't think it's so funny.

Tags: 18+, bratty reader, Daddy kink, light humiliation, rough sex, Dom!Damian, jealousy, posessive!Damian, dom/sub dynamic, unprotected vaginal penetration, fingering, oral sex (man and woman receiving).

Word Count: 2,005

Drew was the first person to greet me as I walked into the venue hours before showtime.

He and my boyfriend Damian have been at odds with one another for weeks now and it kinda tickled me to find out that Damian’s disdain for the Scotsman ran a bit deeper- especially after I drunkenly let slip how gorgeous and incredibly talented, I thought Drew was.

Maybe it was a bit mean of me, but the bright idea to dress in the skimpiest outfit I could think of, along with Drew's merch to show my support for Drew and ruffle my man’s feathers came to me recently and I was just now working up the nerve to see it through.

Juuust to see how Damian would react.

Drew at least seemed to think that it was a fantastic idea, if the way his face lit up and he smirked salaciously was anything to go by.

Damian, however, wasn't nearly as amused…

I had stayed behind while Damian drove to the venue earlier in the day for call time, giving me plenty of time to really plan this out.

And to be honest? I felt hot as hell as I tied up the black heels along my thighs and I slipped the black and blue plaid skirt onto my hips, finishing off with a Big Daddy Claymore crop top that I made at lightning speed.

I pretended not to notice Damian's eyes boring into me as Drew pulled me into an affectionate embrace, clearly also feeling Damian's eyes on us.

"He's pissed." Drew chuckled, knowing exactly what I was up to without me even having to say anything.

"I know." I replied, smiling innocently, and making him laugh.

I swore I practically felt the daggers Damian was now throwing at us.

But I was hellbent on waiting to see if he’d actually call me out on it.

After more idle chit chat with Drew, I finally met my boyfriend halfway, having to look up to look into his stormy dark eyes.

“Hi, baby.” I purred, smiling innocently.

Upon assessing my not-so-innocent demeanor, it was as if something clicked in Damian’s brain and my heart skipped a bit at the light smirk that graced his lips.

Not at all the reaction I was expecting.

“Hola, princesita.” He purred back, letting his eyes survey my frame from head to toe, just to watch me squirm a little.

“Thanks for coming.” He said.

“Of course! I told you I’d be here.” I replied, standing on my tippy toes to place a chaste kiss on his lips.

I grunted softly in shock as he suddenly placed a possessive hand to the back of my head, deepening the kiss and I moaned softly as his tongue momentarily explored my mouth, possessively stroking mine all while his eyes bore into my own even as he pulled away.

“Nice outfit.” By the way Damian played things off, anyone would think he was amused by my antics.

But his tone said otherwise.

I recognized that tone immediately…

I instinctively pressed my exposed thighs together, just knowing in my gut that I was in for it.

“Thanks…” I replied, hearing the breathiness in my voice.

Rather than answer, Damian left my side for a moment and he and Finn, Rhea, and Dom quietly murmured to themselves before he came back to me.

“Let’s go to the locker room.” Was all he said as he smiled softly at me and kissed my temple.

And I could do nothing except quietly obey and wonder where the hell this was going.

Surely, he wouldn’t punish me here at the venue… in The Judgement Day’s locker room…

Upon entering the locker room, I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.

I was shoved up against the locker room door forcefully, already feeling the slick arousal beginning to pool inside my black lace panties.

My panties were roughly yanked to the side before Damian dropped down to his knees and my hips immediately bucked at the first languid strokes of his tongue along my glistening folds.

“This morning, I thought about how good you’ve been lately. And that you deserved a little reward…” Damian stopped long enough to speak before he got back to feasting on me, and I scrunched my eyes shut and pushed my hips onto his mouth, urging him on.

“Oh my fuck…” I moaned as one of his thick fingers slid into me as he suddenly sucked firmly on my clit, causing an electric to shoot from between my legs and down to my toes.

Then I clamped my mouth shut, remembering where we were.

My hands traveled underneath my crop top, and I roughly tweaked one of my nipples, hissing at the delicious bite of pain mixed with the sensations from Damian’s mouth.

I let out a strained sound as his finger crooked inside of me, pressing against my sweet spot, and I felt the muscles in my stomach began to tighten and my legs wanted to close reflexively, signaling to Damian that I was dangerously close to cumming.

The fabric of my top and skirt rubbed softly against my sensitive body, making my back arch that much more and I felt the vibration of Damian chuckling as his tongue swirled against my clit before he brought into his mouth again.

Just as I was about to cum, Damian stood, as calm as ever, and he slid my panties back in place as if he didn’t just have his face between my legs and he hadn’t just been eagerly tasting me not even 3 seconds earlier.

“And then… you decided to piss Daddy off.” He said, dashing my hopes for release.

I gaped at him in shock, my body trembling as it slowly came back down from my impending orgasm.

“Oh, you’re shocked? You really thought I was gonna reward you after you pulled this shit?” Damian chuckled softly, the sound somehow making me feel as if he’d just flicked his tongue on my clit. “Nah, mi vida... You can watch the show from here and think about how you’re gonna apologize to me later. And then maybe you’ll get to cum.”

I continued to silently gape at him as he gently shoved me aside and he sauntered out of the locker room, leaving me behind to do as he commanded.

The rest of show time went by torturously slow as my panties only continued to dampen even more, and they rubbed against my sensitive clit.

I watched the show in The Judgement Day’s locker room like Damian asked and it felt like 1,000 years had passed before we were in his rental and making the trip onto the next town.

“So… you figure out how you’re gonna apologize yet? Because I didn’t think that was funny.” He said, his deep voice seeming to fill the car with its power that had me immediately standing at attention again.

“I think I… have an idea on how to make it up to you.” I replied tentatively, biting my lip as I looked behind us at the clear road.

Thankfully we were in buttfuck nowhere so there were no cars behind us or, anywhere, really.

So, what I had in mind was definitely possible, but we’d still have to be careful.

As I reached over and began unbuckling Damian’s belt and exposed his cock to find it hard as a rock, I gave it a few slow, tentative strokes, watching his features.

I stifled a giggle as his eyes widened and the car gave a sudden jerk as my tongue surprised him.

“Will this help?” I asked cheekily, still watching his face and enjoying the quiet struggle in his eyes, but his voice gave nothing away for now.

“Maybe.” Damian replied shortly, now staring straight ahead at the road as if he were completely disinterested.

I smirked, my hand gaining more momentum before I adjusted myself in the passenger and clicked off my seatbelt and then I brought my mouth down onto his cock, teasing the head momentarily before I thought better of it.

Gripping him firmly, I relaxed my throat, breathing calmly through my nose as I felt his length reach the back of my throat.

Staying there for a few seconds, I then slowly slid my mouth off, tracing a vein at the vase of Damian’s cock, smiling filthily as it jerked in my hand in response, and I heard a muffled groan slip out of his mouth.

“How’s it feel, Daddy?” I asked, looking up at him with devilish amusement sparkling in my eyes.

“Shut up.” Damian said sharply and without looking away from the road.

I was kinda impressed at his willpower and how steadily he was still driving us to our destination.

My tongue swirled over the head once more before I brought one of his balls into my mouth and sucked firmly, pleased to hear him groan and break off into a deep growl that made my body sing.

Then I was confused when he stopped me, just as he was about to cum himself.

“I thought this was-“ I started to say, but quickly shut my mouth as Damian held one finger up to silence me.

“Get in the back seat.” He commanded after he stopped the rental on the side of the road.

My heart pounded hard in my chest as I did as I was told, sliding into the back seat of the car before Damian followed suit.

Practically giving me whiplash, Damian flipped me onto my back against the backseat, hiked up my plaid skirt and then he teased the head of his cock against my slick entrance.

“I think you deserve this now, muñeca…” He smirked and I let out a gasp, any coherent thought in my brain snatched away as he entered me without warning.

My slick arousal helped my pussy accommodate his size quickly and I couldn’t help but rock my hips to meet his thrusts, my mouth opening in a silent moan as I felt a bead of sweat trickling down the back of my crop top.

Damian gripped said crop top, using the material as leverage and I nearly sobbed as his cock nudged against my sweet spot without mercy.

My cheeks burned as the wet sounds coming from between my legs filled the space between us and I bit my lip almost to the point of pain as I tried to shove away another impending orgasm.

My body shook with all the sensations coursing through me and I moaned loudly as Damian’s free hand gripped my hair and he pulled me into another possessive kiss.

He thrusts were relentless and I could do nothing except tell him how much I loved it through jumbled sentences and overwhelmed sobs.

“Yeah? I bet you’re not thinking about him now, are you? Huh? You remember who you and this pussy belong to now?” Damian growled and I could see several veins in his neck bulging as he fucked me.

I reached out and trailed my tongue over one of them then sucked on the skin, marking my territory as well and I felt his cock pulsate inside of me in response.

“You, Daddy! Y- you… fuck!” I yelled; my eyes scrunched shut tight as my thighs began to tremble.

Damian didn’t let up until I came hard, my juices spilling between our bodies as I shook.

I lay there, trying my damnedest to come back down, when suddenly Damian pulled out and he gripped his cock in his hand.

I did nothing but watch as an orgasm shattered him and he stroked himself with earnest, allowing the milky ribbons to paint all over my crop top, soiling Drew’s logo.

As he started to come back down, Damian smirked, his chest heaving up and down with exertion.

But he looked incredibly proud of his handiwork.

“I’m so glad you get it now, princesa.” He said, before his tongue wrestled with mine once again…

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mrsarcherofinfamy · 3 months

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"I love you." "Tell me that when you are sober."

●Damian Priest x Reader●

Summary: You get a call about Damian being drunk and only wanting you. You go to pick him up and he confesses his feelings to you. What will happen in the morning?

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Laying in my hotel room bed, I am watching TV and plugging my phone into the charger. I look at the time, seeing it is 11 pm, almost midnight. I yawn, turn the light off, and pull the blanket over myself, laying my head down on the pillow. I slowly start to fall asleep, but my phone starts buzzing on the nightstand. I grab it, seeing a random number is calling me. I hit the red button, set my phone back down, and pulled the blanket over myself again. About two seconds later, my phone starts buzzing again. I sigh, grab my phone, and see the same number again. I hit the red button again and set my phone down. My phone starts buzzing again, and I sigh, sitting up in bed. I grab my phone and answer it, hearing a bunch of noise sounding like someone at the bar or club.

"Hello? Who is this and why do you keep calling me?"

"Umm hey Y/N. It's Dom."

"Mysterio?"

"Yeah it's me."

"Oh. What's up? Is everything okay?"

"Well.... not really. Ummm.... Damian is really drunk right now.... and he...... woah Dame. Calm down."

"Dom. What's going on?"

"Damian is really drunk and screaming that he wants you to come get him. He said he won't move until you are here to get him."

"Me? Why me?"

"Ummmm.... okay I'll tell ya. He has a huge crush on you. But he is to scared to say anything. Now please just come get him. We are at the bar right down the road from the hotel."

"Okay. Give me a few minutes to get changed and I will be there."

"I'll let him know."

Dom hangs up and I sigh getting up, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and a cropped black t-shirt. I let my hair down and put my glasses on. I slide on my sneakers and grab my keys and phone. I head out of my hotel room and out to the parking lot. I unlock my car, get in and head towards the bar.

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*at the bar*

I pull into the parking lot, in a parking spot close to the door. I pull my phone out of my pocket and call Dom.

"Hey Y/N! Are you here?"

"Yup. Outside. Near the entrance."

"Okay. Let me grab him and I'll walk him out."

He hangs up and I put my phone back in my pocket watching the door. About 10 minutes goes by, I finally see them walking out the front door. Dom is trying to help Damian walk and I giggle watching them. I get out of my car and walk to the front of the car waving at them. Damian gasps, tries to run over to me but, Dom grabs his arm making sure he doesn't. Damian rips his arm out of Dom's grasp and walks over to me.

"Y/N!"

He grabs me into a hug and I hug him back, wrapping my arms around his waist laying my head on his chest giggling.

"Hey Priest!"

I let go of him but, Damian keeps holding onto me. Dom grabs his arm pulling him off of me. I walk over opening the door for him. Dom helps Damian get into the car as I walk over to the driver's side getting in. Dom puts his seat belt on than closes the door. I turn on the car and put the window down.

"Thanks for picking him up Y/N."

"Of course Dom. Have a good night."

I close the window, wave at Dom than start heading back to the hotel. Damian leans over and puts his head on my shoulder. I smile a little trying to focus on the road.

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*at the hotel*

I park the car and look over at Damian who is laying against the seat looking at me.

"Let's get you inside Dame."

I get out of the car and he tries to get out but, falls onto the ground. I walk over, see him on the ground and sigh shaking my head. He looks up at me and I put out my hand. He grabs it and pulls himself up still kinda stumbling. I put his arm around my neck and put my arm around his waist helping him inside and to the elevator. We go up to his floor and to his hotel room. I grab his wallet out of his pocket, grab his room key and open his hotel room door. I help him inside and walk him over to his bed. I help him sit down and I kneel down untying his boots. I take them off and walk over setting them near the door. I turn around and see him taking his shirt off but, he is having a hard time.

"Let me help you."

I walk over, grab the bottom of his shirt and lift it up over his head. He looks up at me with his mouth hanging open a little. I fold up his shirt, set it ontop of the dresser and turn back looking at him.

"You okay?"

"I love you."

I giggle, look down at the floor than back at him.

"Tell me that when you are sober."

He keeps staring at me and I slightly smile at him.

"Do you want to take your pants off and get ready for bed?"

"Yesss."

He starts unbuttoning his pants and tries pulling them down. I grab them, pull them off of him, folding them and put them ontop of the dresser. He crawls up to the top of the bed and climbs under the covers. I go to the kitchen and grab him a water bottle. I come back and set his water on the nightstand than look over at him. He has his head on his pillow looking up at me.

"Do you need anything else before I go?"

"Could you just lay in bed until I fall asleep? Pretty please?"

I roll my eyes, shake my head and giggle.

"Fine."

I take off my shirt to be in my bra than take my sweatpants to be in the shorts I had on underneath. I grab one of Damian's purple wrestling shirts and put it on taking my bra off underneath. I fold my clothes, put them on the nightstand and turn looking at Damian pulling the blanket back so I can lay down. I lay down on the bed and pull the blanket over my body laying my head down on the pillow.

"You look good in my merch."

"Thanks Dame. Now go to sleep."

"Yes maam."

I roll to my side, back facing him, pulling the blanket up to my neck. He slowly slides his hand across my stomach than wraps his arm around my body pulling me into his chest. I sigh, getting comfortable and he squeezes his arm a little tighter around my waist. I feel him start to snuggle his head into the back of my neck and smile a little liking the feeling of this. I hear him start snoring lightly and I feel my eyes starting to get heavy.

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My eyes flutter open and I rub my eyes looking over at Damian still sleeping. I get up fixing my shorts and walk to the kitchen. I open the fridge seeing he has some bacon and eggs. I grab everything and put it on the counter. I start making breakfast not hearing Damian walk into the kitchen.

"Hey what are you doi...... Y/N?"

"I'm making you some breakfast."

"How did you get into my room?"

"Well mister."

I turn around crossing my arms looking at him.

"Dom called me last night saying you were basically screaming how you wanted me to come pick you up. And you wouldn't move until I came and got you."

"So you came and got me?"

"Obviously."

"And you stayed here the whole night?"

"Yes sir. You asked me to stay until you fell asleep. So I laid down with you but, you wrapped your arm around my waist and wouldn't let go."

He looks at me with his mouth dropped.

"That's not even the best part. You don't remember anything from last night?"

He shakes his head no with his jaw still dropped. I turn back around checking on the food. He comes over standing next to me.

"Well you were struggling to get your shirt off so, I helped you. I actually helped you take your boots and pants off too. Anyways, I folded your shirt and put it on the dresser than turned back around to help you and you....."

I look up at him in his eyes.

"You told me you love me."

His eyes go wide, look of concern on his face and I giggle at him.

"I did not."

"You did."

"What did you say?"

"Tell me that when you are sober."

He blushes and looks down away from me. I giggle and finish up making breakfast. I put the eggs and bacon on plates and set them on the table. Damian grabs some forks and sits down at the table. I sit down looking over at him.

"Dom also told me everything last night too."

"Oh that little weasel. What did he say?"

"That you have a huge crush on me and are to scared to do anything about it."

"Oh he is so gonna get it when I see him."

I giggle looking over at him.

"So it's true?"

He blushes, looks down taking a bite than looks back at me.

"Yes... its true. You just make me so nervous."

"Me?"

"Yes. You are just so confident and beautiful and independent and powerful and......"

I smile blushing looking down. He clears his throat making me look up at him.

"Sorry for rambling on."

"Damian. I may be all those things that you said. But there is one thing I would love to be."

"What's that?"

"Your girlfriend."

"Really?"

He has a shocked look on his face and I giggle at him.

"I'm better at keeping my crush on you a secret."

"Haha very funny."

He grabs my hand and kisses it.

"Y/N. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes Dame. I will."

He gets up, grabs my face and kisses me hard making me stand up wrapping my arms around his neck. We hear a knock at the door and break apart looking at each other. He walks over to the door and I start cleaning up from breakfast. I hear him start talking to someone and they sound like they are getting closer.

"Y/N?!"

I turn around seeing Dom, Finn and JD walking into the kitchen. I wave at them laughing at their shocked faces.

"Hey guys."

"What are you doing here Y/N?"

"Excuse me Dom but you called me to come get Damian last night. What do you think I'm doing here?"

"Shit. I did?"

"Yeah you shit head."

Damian walks up and smacks him in the back of the head. Dom grabs his head looking at me and Damian who is now standing next to me.

"Yo, what was that for?"

"Telling Y/N that I have a huge crush on her and I'm to scared to do anything about it."

"Well you are. All three of us know you are."

I look over at Finn. Damian shakes his head laughing at them.

"Well he wasn't to scared last night to tell me how he felt."

"He was drunk."

"So were you Dom."

"Shut up."

"Anyways, he wasn't scared last night or this morning."

"So are you two together?"

I look over at JD who is kinda eager to know the answer.

"Yes we are."

JD looks down at the floor kinda looking upset. Finn and Dom start cheering.

"Finally! Maybe he will shut the fuck up about you now."

"Yeah. We won't have to hear about his crush on you anymore."

"Oh you two are dead."

He starts chasing Finn and Dom out of the hotel room. I walk up to JD and put my hand on his shoulder.

"Hey. Don't be upset. I have some friends I could set you up with."

"You would do that?"

"Of course. Now let's go help Finn and Dom."

We run out of the hotel room after them trying to stop Damian.

THE END!!

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haddonfieldwhore · 7 months

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obvious - damian priest

damian priest x gn! reader

part one here

word count: 2.8k

warnings: scripted violence, reader almost passes out, nsfw themes/implied smut, again - no age specified for reader but it’s written as if they’re around rheas age

you had been correct; rhea hadn’t said anything about you spending the night in damian’s room, nor had finn or dom. the five of you had spent the last few days together, and you were grateful at how quickly you felt like you were fitting in with the group.

that had been almost a week ago, and you and damian had managed to not get caught as you continued sneaking around. currently you were in the gym training with rhea for your match against raquel, enjoying some alone time with your best friend.

“are you excited?” she asked, and you shrugged.

“yes - but i’m also nervous. it’s not gonna be an easy match,” you replied. obviously, you already knew the outcome of the match, but the rest of the team didn’t; they just knew what to do afterwards.

“it’s no fun if it’s easy,” she laughed, and you smiled.

“you’re right. i’ve worked too hard for things to be handed to me now.”

“that’s the spirit. and me and the boys will be there to cheer you on,” she smiled.

“thank you. i’ll be way less nervous with all of you there with me.”

“of course,” you signalled that you were done working out, wiping sweat off your forehead with a towel as you flopped onto the floor, laying on your back. you heard damian and finn walk into the gym, and looked up as a shadow fell over you, damian’s talk frame blocking the light as he stood above you. he reached his hand out to help you up and you took it, letting him pull you to your feet. you stumbled slightly as you got to your feet, your legs still tired from the workout you’d just finished. damian caught you as you teetered, his hands on your hips as he steadied you.

“you okay?” he asked, and you looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. you nodded, smiling.

“yeah - thank you for the assist,” you laughed, and damian finally let go of you as rhea walked up behind you, reminding both of you that she was there.

“no problem. you feeling ready for your match tomorrow night?” finn asked, setting down his stuff on the bench and lacing up his workout shoes.

“i think so,” you said, but you didn’t sound so sure.

“you’ve got this, we all know you can do it,” damian smiled, giving you a pat on the shoulder.

“we’ll see you guys for dinner later?” rhea asked, and the guys nodded, as you and rhea left the gym.

“you and damian seem to be getting along,” rhea commented, and your heart sped up.

“yeah,” you smiled, hoping you played it off well enough. “he seems cool. all of the guys do.”

“that’s good, i knew you guys would hit it off.” you didn’t have time to wonder if she knew more than she was letting on, when her phone rang.

“that’s buddy - i’ll catch you later!” she smiled, disappearing around the corner of the hallway as he answered the call from her fiancé. you smiled, happy for her as you walked back to the hotel room. you took a quick shower and started getting dressed for dinner with rhea and the boys, when your phone buzzed on the counter. it was a text message from damian, and you smiled as you sat down on the bed.

the text message was a photo taken in the gym mirror, damian lifting his shirt to show off his abs. you felt you face heat up, admiring his physique as you typed out a reply.

‘wish you were here in person instead’

‘name a time and place and i’m yours’ he replied, and your heart flipped.

‘after dinner? i think this hotel has a pool….’ you sent back.

‘deal’

you were about to set your phone down when it buzzed again.

‘if you think you can wait that long ;)’ you rolled your eyes at the message, but smiled as you replied.

‘i’m more worried about you’ you sent back, and still in just your undergarments, you sent back a photo of your own.

‘this dinner is gonna be torture; not being able to touch you all night’

‘i know you can behave’

‘you’re in for it when i get you alone’ he threatened playfully, and you felt you cheeks getting warm.

‘promise?’

‘let’s just say you’re lucky you have a match tomorrow or you wouldn’t be walking anywhere’

‘damn. why did i choose this career’ you joked. ‘i have to finish getting ready, but i’ll see you later’

‘can’t wait’ he texted back, and you finally set your phone down and began getting dressed. you had picked out a nice outfit, mostly black and not too fancy, and got dressed. you heard the door opening as rhea got back, yelling to you you that she was gonna have a shower.

of course you were looking forward to spending time with your new friends, you just hoped this dinner went by fast.

•••

dinner had been a lot of fun, and you felt like you had gotten to know the rest of the judgment day better by the end of the night. you were sitting between damian and rhea, and damian had been messing with you all night, either touching your leg with his or resting his hand on your thigh under the table. thankfully, no one had noticed, but you were definitely going to give him shit for it now that you were alone. it was around midnight, and you had texted him as soon as rhea had fallen asleep to meet you at the elevator. within two minutes damian was walking down the hallway towards you, and you smiled as he approached you.

“i hate to ask, but you do know the pool is closed right?”

“i know,” you smiled, as the elevator arrived, the door opening to let you both inside. the second the door was shut, damian had you trapped between his body and the wall of the elevator cart, his lips on yours as your arms wrapped around his the back of his neck. his hips pressed against yours, and you moaned softly into his mouth. the elevator dinged to signal that you had arrived at your destination. you gently pushed his chest and he backed up, creating space between you just in case there was anyone who might see you. the coast was clear, and you grabbed his hand, exiting the elevator and pleading him down the hallway towards the pool. you got to the door and it indeed was locked, but you pulled a bobby pin out of your pocket and managed to pick the lock, getting the door open.

“where do you learn how to do that?” damian asked, impressed.

“youtube,” you shrugged, and pulled him into the pool room.

“you are full of suprises,” he laughed. the main lights were off in the pool area, leaving only emergency lights in, making the room dimly lit, but bright enough to see around.

“i also didn’t bring a bathing suit,” you admitted, and damian walked forward until you were face to face with his chest, and his hands began to undo the button on your shorts.

“good. one less thing for me to take off,” he said, leaning down to kiss your neck.

“there’s a hot tub over there too,” you pointed out, undoing the zipper of his hoodie to find that he wasn’t wearing a shirt underneath.

“that sounds like a really bad idea,” he teased, removing your shirt as you started to work on getting his pants off. “let’s go.”

“you don’t seem worried about getting caught,” you noticed, and he smirked.

“that’s half the fun, baby.”

•••

after spending a few hours with damian, you’d managed to sneak back to your room without rhea noticing that you were gone. it was the next day; the day of your first singles match on the main roster, and you were getting your ring gear on. your hands were shaking slightly from nerves, but you were also excited. you finished getting ready and headed backstage to wait for your time to go on. the storyline was that this match was to prove how much you wanted to be in the judgment day; if you won, you were in. the rest of the group would be at ringside watching, evaluating your performance to decide if you were good enough. rhea walked over to you backstage, patting you on the shoulder.

“you’ve got this. remember to have fun though okay? i know you love this, and this is your moment; take it all in.”

“thanks rhea,” you hugged her right, the studs on her ring jacket digging in to your arms but you didn’t care.

“yeah, you’re gonna do great,” dominik smiled, and you gave him and finn each a fistbump. damian walked over to you, giving you a friendly looking side hug.

“go out there and kick some ass,” he said, and you laughed, returning the hug.

it finally came time for your match, and you went out first, your music hitting as you walked down the ramp, the other members of the judgment day close behind you. you stepped into the ring, taking rheas advice and letting the moment sink in; and she was right, you loved this.

raquel came out and the match went smoothly, all of the spots between the two of you going as planned. the match was planned out to be pretty one sided in favour of your opponent, as it wouldn’t be believable if you immediately squashed you competition on your first big match. raquel had suplexed you off of the top rope, and power bombed you into the mat multiple times, and you could tell you would be feeling it in the morning. you had managed to get her down for a pin a twice as well but not for the three count. it was nearing the end of the match, and raquel had you in a submission hold, your body begging you to tap out but you wouldn’t let yourself. you knew you had to win this. raquel adjusted her hold on you, pulling you to the centre of the ring as her arm under your chin made it hard to breathe. you reached for the ropes as rhea encouraged you to hang in there, tapping the apron next to you.

“come on, salem. i thought you wanted this,” she yelled at you, cheering you on while remaining in character. you were beginning to feel light headed, knowing you wouldn’t be able to hang on. rhea was right, you did want this. being in the judgment day with your best friend was a dream come true. the official came over to check that you were still conscious as your eyes had began to flutter closed, but deemed that you were still okay to continue the match for the time being. using that motivation, you against all odds managed to roll yourself over, and with the element of surprise managed to pin raquel’s shoulders down while she was still holding you. the official counted to three and you heard the bell ring, meaning you had won.

raquel let go of you and you took a deep breath, your eyes closed as laid flat on the mat, breathing heavily as rhea slid under the bottom rope, scaring raquel out of the ring. the judgment day music played, cementing your status in the group as damian and finn helped you up, before lifting you onto their shoulders. you couldn’t stop smiling despite the pain you were in as they let you down, making sure your feet were steady on the ground, before the five of you exited the ring. rhea had her arms around you and dominik, and the other members showed off their titles, an impressive amount of gold between the members of the judgment day.

once you were all backstage, the adrenaline began to wear off, but your smile remained as other superstars congratulated you on an amazing match. you shook hands with raquel, thanking her for being a part of such an important moment for you, and she pulled you into a hug, and you winced a little in pain but laughed nonetheless.

“what do you say guys? i think it’s time for another celebration, don’t you think?” finn suggested, and you all agreed. despite how exhausted you were excited to party with your new friends again. you got backstage to change out of your ring gear, the boys already gone to wait in the parking garage for you and rhea.

“how do you feel?” she asked through the door of the locker room bathroom you were changing in.

“emotionally and mentally? amazing. physically? like i got hit by a truck,” you both laughed.

“yeah. you kind of get used to the physical part. the rush doesn’t go away though. at least - it hasn’t for me,” she explained. “and you might feel better physically if you hadn’t spent the night with damian the day before your match.”

“i-,” your eyes went wide, and you stepped out of the bathroom now fully dressed. “we didn’t-“

“save it,” she laughed. “it’s kinda obvious from the way he looks at you,” she said smiling, and you were relieved that she didn’t seem mad. “and i’m your best friend! of course i figured it out.” you laughed, punching her arm lightly.

“do finn and dominik know?” you asked, and she shook her head.

“no, they’re oblivious. i bet it will take them forever to find out. but i think they’ll be happy for you guys. i mean, whatever you have going on…”

“i’m not sure. it’s still really new but i like it, whatever it is. it’s kinda like having a friend that you also sleep with.”

“isn’t that exactly what it is?” rhea laughed, pushing you softly.

“yeah i guess you’re right,” you laughed with her.

“well i think you guys make a great couple; whatever the specifics are. i’m happy for both of you. and between you and me priest really needed to get laid he was starting to get grumpy-“

“rhea!”

“what? it’s true?” she laughed. “he’s been way more relaxed since you showed up. did you two really hook up the first night after your welcome party?” she asked, no judgment in her voice.

“yeah,” you admitted, and rhea squealed.

“i’m glad you guys got together,” she said. “now let’s go celebrate your big match!” she grabbed your hand and dragged you to the parking garage where the guys were waiting. you were all on one bus this time, meaning you got to party while you made your way to the next town. you knew rhea wouldn’t tell the others without your permission, but and you were honestly a little relieved that she knew; it would make it easier to sneak around if you had her covering for you. even if you told your friends, you weren’t ready for the whole locker room to know just yet.

“finally! let’s get this party started!” damian called as you and rhea approached the bus. rhea winked at priest as she walked into the bus, dominik and finn already inside.

“does she know?” damian whispered to you, and you nodded.

“she figured it out on her own,” you defended yourself, not sure if he would be upset.

“i’m not mad, or surprised honestly. i don’t really care if the rest of them know, as long as that’s okay with you.”

“i’m okay with them knowing too,” you smiled.

“that means i can do this,” he said, leaning down to kiss you. you smiled, hearing tapping on the window of the bus from inside. you looked up to see dom in the window, and could hear rhea laughing as finn yelled for you and priest to get on the bus.

laughing, the two of you got into the bus, finn taking the first driving shift as damian sat down, pulling you into his lap. things had gone even better than you’d imagined during your first week on the main roster, and you were more than excited for what the future would hold. you had new friends, a new romance, and were doing what you loved most in the world, and you got to do it every week with your best friend.

“cheers- to the newest member of the judgment day!” rhea toasted, and the boys all cheered, damian kissing your cheek as he squeezed you in his arms. you giggled, leaning back against him as rhea passed each of you a drink.

“and congratulations on an amazing first match on monday night raw,” dominik smiled, tapping his cup against yours.

“thank you guys. i couldn’t have done it without you all there cheering me on,” you smiled.

“we’re a family, that’s what we do,” rhea smiled, sitting next to you and damian, and she leaned over to kiss your other cheek, causing you to laugh again.

you could definitely get used to this life.

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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Animal Unleashed

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem Reader

Summary: Based off of, The Animal I Become:

After having a meeting with Judgement Day, making official plans to join and also ending the issues the reader created with Rhea Ripley after attacking her, they find the perfect way to show that the Reader is now apart of Judgement Day, joining in on the attack on her family, letting the world know she’s walking her own path away from her Mysterio family, unleashing the animal she knows she is…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)

Word Count: 2.7k

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

“What is she doing here, Damian?!”

I knew that this is exactly how things were going to go. Rhea was pissed when I walked through the door with Damian. Thankfully, Finn’s leadership eased her down:

“I haven’t forgotten about that elbow to the jaw, but she’s here for a reason, Rhea.”

“Tonight, is going to be even crazier than last week,” Damian snickered, looking to me and letting me step up to Rhea:

“We’re gonna have a match. I know you still don’t like me. So? Tonight, we can go all out and let it all go. Whoever wins, wins and after the match, when my family comes out there, I’m making my alliance with all of you known.”

Her arms crossed, glancing between Finn and Damian, she wasn’t too sure, till I smiled:

“You can beat the shit out of me if you want to. This match is to settle our differences and after, we can let bygones be bygones.”

“It’s a fair trade,” Finn nodded, Damian adding him:

“Don’t forget, Finn and I were enemies at one point in time.”

“Fine,” Rhea huffed, glaring at me, “Hope you still put up a good fight in that ring.”

I just smiled at her because I knew that she was still angry that I beat her up and she wanted revenge. That’s exactly the chance she was going to get, meanwhile I was having to sneak around backstage so I could be back in my locker room without anyone seeing me with Damian or Finn.

The biggest goal of the night was to get over the nervousness. This was my first match ever on television and it was already hyped up so much. The jitters were hard to fight and the anticipation began to kill me when I heard knocks on my door:

“You ready, hija?”

Of course, my dad wanted to make up to me some how by trying to support me for the first time. Too bad for him he had no idea what was about to happen. Throwing my hoodie over my head, I headed out, murmuring:

“More ready than you know.”

“Just know, we’ll be by your side,” Dominik was trying to be all smiley and pat my shoulder, but I stayed quiet and kept it moving.

While Rhea made her entrance, listening to that crowd had me bouncing on my toes, stopping when my dad pulled Dominik and I down to hug us, whispering:

“I can tell that you’re nervous, but you can do this. I believe in you.”

It may have nerves at first, but hearing him say that made my anger come back. He really didn’t mean it. He knew that he messed up and he was trying to make it all better. It was too late for that. I was nervous about the crowd and cameras, but now they were the ones who were really making me nervous.

I dealt with my dad’s old theme music for his sake, my eyes locked on Rhea, not playing into the crowd like how Dominik and my dad always did. I hopped right into the ring, throwing my jacket at Dominik to hold, stepping up to Rhea and whispering:

“Give me all you got. Let it all out.”

This match had to look legit and Rhea sure took my words seriously. Much like last week, we were beating the living shit out of each other. In the back of my mind, I started to realize how true Damian’s words were to me when he told me that I was meant to be a wrestler.

Everything came to me so easily, the crowd behind me and I felt so alive. Every nasty bump? Even if it took a moment, I got back up again and hit back even harder.

At the climax of our match, we spilled out to ringside and when I tried to follow Rhea, she took Dominik and threw him into me like he was a ball, Damian and Finn tried getting shots in on my dad. It was chaos and while trying to get back up, pushing Dominik out of the way, he instead pushed me back and took a nasty kick head first into the ring post.

Rhea stopped for a moment because that was an accident, not paying attention, I took her hand that was holding the post, yanking her arm and shoulder into it, dragging her up to the apron and using the ropes to hang down and put her in an arm bar.

Unfortunately, the referee’s yelling made me let go of the arm bar, but I still had her arm, climbing to the top rope, I kicked her off, making sure to shift her so that when she landed to the mat, she hit that shoulder.

Laying back in pain, I perched on the top rope and the crowd started roaring and naturally, I leaned my head back, doing a shimmy with a smile, for a change, a real smile, then froggy splashing from the heavens down onto Rhea, getting the win.

Hearing my name being announced as the winner had me jumping back up again, shaking the ropes and just taking the time to feel it. At the same time, Damian and Finn slid into the ring to help Rhea stand, glaring at me.

Next, my dad and Dominik slid in to be at my side. This was it.

Rhea started smiling at me whenever Dominik wrapped his arm around my shoulder, going to say:

“Was one ass kicking not good enough for you Rh-“

Before he could finish, I took that arm around me, throwing him over my shoulder, Rhea and I beginning to stomp him out.

“Y/N! What are you-“ Before my dad could get involved, Finn went and took him out, Damian watching proudly as it was my time to show my way of wrestling, my way of lucha libre.

Rhea picked him up and threw him my way, and I clotheslined him so hard that I turned him inside out. My body went numb again and I lost control, hearing so much noise in the background, one thing in particular catching my attention.

“Y/N! Stop this! Dominik’s our brother!” Aaliyah and my mama were in the crowd tonight, rushing into the ring, security taking Finn, Damian, and Rhea while the family beef was being dished out.

“I know why,” My dad tried his best to keep himself upright, holding my arm and trying to calm me down, “I know it’s because of our fight last week and this is my fault. All you wanted to do was wrestle and I took that from you. They are trying to use you while you’re not in the right state of mind. You can beat this, you can beat them!”

I still had Dominik’s shirt in my hand and I planned on using that to my advantage. Just to see how they were all going to respond, I picked him up so that he was somewhat on his feet, and my mama quickly snatched him away from me, beginning to yell at my dad in spanish.

“This is my fault!” My dad took my hand, ignoring my mama and trying his best to calm me down, “Familia fights sometime and that’s okay. You’re better than this, Y/N. It’s not too late.”

“You’re right, papa. I am better than this,” I breathed in deeply, and for the first time, did what I wanted to, squeezing his hand, “I’m better than you and it is too late.”

Squeezing his hand softly at first, I clenched it so tightly and threw him over to the other side. Rhea slid in and took care of Aaliyah, Mama so scared that she ran out and just watched in tears. Finn sent Dominik into the post shoulder first to take care of him, and Damian yelled out to Finn:

“Get her!”

Holding me back, I took a moment to breath, shaking and feeling the crazy way my pupils expanded, Damian picking my dad up and choke slamming him from high up, then hitting him with the reckoning.

The moment Damian stood back, I walked right up, grabbing his mask and before I yanked it off, I had an idea, looking to Damian:

“Get me a microphone. I want them all to hear this.”

Damian did as I asked, all eyes on me, even dad’s when I held his head up to stare down into his eyes and growl:

“After everything you all put me through, I have every right to rip this mask off and expose your face, but you know what? This mask isn’t even worth taking.”

Standing up tall with my head held high, Damian wrapped his arm around me, keeping me smiling with his encouragement:

“This is your time now. No one is taking it away.”

“No one,” I growled looking down at my dad who was on the mat in tears, smirking at Dominik, Aaliyah, and my mama, the crowd in shock but roaring.

I left them at that, knowing that I was never coming back when I left with Damian, Rhea, and Finn, heading backstage to run right into an interview.

“Y/N! I think we would all like an explanation! You just attacked your own family, your own father and brother! Why?!”

I’m sure a lot of people were in shock but they didn’t know the truth, looking at me as if I were insane when I laughed:

“Why?! Because! You all know the flashy, superhero Rey Mysterio! Did you not here what he just said? This is his fault! All I ever wanted, for as long as I can remember, was to be a wrestler like him. But no! I wasn’t allowed! He crushed my dreams on top of pushing me into the shadows just for being different, but so proud to show off Dominik and Aaliyah. Hell, I wasn’t even allowed to go to his 20th anniversary party!”

I needed a deep breath from how worked up I was, staring back into the camera and finishing:

“I agree with Judgement Day about not letting anyone lead us or tell us what to do. I’m starting my own legacy as a Mysterio, one that even my father won’t be able to live up to.”

“And our next stop?” Rhea stood next to me, smiling purely at me when announcing, “Getting those women’s tag team titles. Y/N and I are officially in the new tournament.”

I smiled back as she offered me a fist bump, our issues buried when I bumped back, smiling, “And we will become the new women’s tag team champions.”

I was on top of the world, stepping away from the interview with Damian’s arm wrapped around my shoulder, and when we headed into our locker room, he was sort of surprised to hear me say:

“Damian, I wanted to thank you. For everything.”

“Thank me?” He looked for reassurance, a smirk on his face as I went on:

“I feel so alive. Every second in that ring showed me more and more that I was born for this. No one will ever take it away from me and it wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you.”

“I’ve always seen your true potential,” His hand held the side of my face, making me smile more, “And if you think that was fun? Wait till you get some gold on your shoulder.”

“You know I’ll make it happen,” I took his hand softly, pulling him down to me to kiss, “Sigamos pasando una noche divertida, Hm?” [Lets keep having a fun night, Hm?]

“Decir menos, mamí,” He chuckled slightly, letting me unbuttoning his shirt and going for his pants next. [Say less, mamí.]

We always kept each other on our toes, his eyes watching excited at my gear disappearing, backing into the bathroom with a sly look on my face, while leaving the door open and starting the shower.

“Why the look? I just had a match you know,” I teased, stepping into the shower and leaving it wide open for him to see me under the water, slicking my hair back and humming at the warmth.

His eyes never left the sight of my body, tongue along his lower lip while getting rid of the rest of his clothes.

“Just gonna stand there and watch me, papí?” That surely made the tempo pick up:

“Don’t you worry,” With a handful of my hair, he pushed me up against the wall chest first, knowing how to set me up right, easily slipping between my legs and pounding his cock straight into me, having me whine at being full so quickly, tip smacking my sweet spot in just that one thrust.

“¿Nada que decir?” He always went to tease me whenever I started to drift into pleasure, almost like another realm, ready to slam into me again as he pulled back slowly, but I was quicker than him. [Nothing to say?]

“I did just have a match, remember? Why don’t you just show me how proud you are of me like you said earlier?” Looking back at him, I bit my lip and threw myself back onto his cock quickly, loving the growl in his chest, how he gripped my hair tighter.

“Keep throwing it back like that and you’ll make me even more proud,” He chuckled slightly, eyes fixed on my hips flinging myself back again, having to brace myself against the wall to keep myself from slipping.

“¿Te gusta ese, Papí?” [You like that, papí?]

The moan that came out of me was extra sweet, growing louder when he yanked my entire body back onto his cock quicker, spanking my ass and the water really made it sting.

“Sabes que me gusta,” [You know I like it.]

Pulling me upward and towards the shower on purpose, all of that pressure and warmth added to the pleasure, his free hand squeezing my breasts and twisting my nipples, creating a shake in my hips.

I didn’t let it get the best of me just yet, hips still working and throwing back to meet his thrusts, soon feeling a knot in my core, picking myself up a little just to throw myself back harder and help get me closer.

“Still got some of that animal in you going, huh?” Looking back through the wet hair in his face, his smile was so sly, returning it to him:

“You know once I’m going, I don’t just stop. As a matter of fact-“

That sentence made him slow down, allowing me to stand up straight and when I turned around, pushing him to the bench of the shower, straddling him and wasting no time to sit on his cock and ride with the same quick speed.

“That little remark just fired me up all over again,” I snickered, taking him by the back of his head to kiss, pressing my lips harder and holding in moans once he began to throw up his hips.

“Looks like that match didn’t tire you out too much after all,” Despite sounding smart, he didn’t mind at all, a smile against my lips when I began to crack more, feeling that knot in my stomach again.

“Being out there with you, finally getting to make a stand, all of that chaos?” There was a bit of madness in my giggle that felt so good to get out, biting his lower lip softly, “I don’t remember the last time I felt this fucking good.”

“About to make you feel even better,” Keeping a tight hold on me and standing up with my back sticking to the wall, it gave him the proper space and angle to complete go off the rails.

Hanging on for dear life and screaming his name, it felt like a part of my stomach would explode, kissing and biting at my neck sending me through trembles again, crying out when I felt that knot come undone, nearly screaming:

“Oh my god, Damian! F-Fu-“

The little air I had was driven out of me with his chest against mine, vision going black and blurry when it started coming back, seeing that evil smile of his again:

“How’s that for some chaos?”

“You little-“ I was able to chuckle at least, hard to catch my breath with all of the steam from the hot water running, but managing to return, “Only makes me want more of it.”

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Heyyy~ saw your requests were open and was lookin for some Damian Priest content! Definetly Judgement Day vibes, maybe he’s looking to recruit Y/N? I wanna read this and BLUSH, FLUSTER ME I DARE YA!

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Thanks for helping me hammer out the title on this @auburnwrites!! Hope you enjoy what I came up with! 😀

Title: Love & Conquests Pairing: Damian Priest X Reader Summary: You work as a trainer for WWE. You notice competition between Damian Priest of the Judgement Day, and wannabe member, JD McDonagh, but you don't realize why. Till they both start hitting on you. Then you feel like a conquest and decide to shun them both. But will you grow feelings for Damian as he spends more time around you? And will JD take the hint that he never stood a chance? Or will his actions go too far, causing the Archer Of Infamy to unleash his pent up rage on him? Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination. Content/Trigger Warnings: Some violence toward men and women.

Note: I saw someone on Tumblr call JD a Funko Pop and I thought it was funny so I used it in this story. Sorry, not trying to be a thief or anything!

Love & Conquests

"Have you seen the new trainer," Dominik Mysterio asked Finn Balor, Damian Priest and JD McDonagh in the locker room Saturday night. "She is a looker, hermanos."

The group was all getting ready for the Fastlane pay-per-view that was to start any minute.

"Really," JD asked. "I'll have t' go check 'er out later."

"Dream on, Pipsqueak." Damian said, his base voice going even lower in pitch. "Keep your mind on business."

"Yeah, okay," JD said reluctantly, buttoning up his black dress shirt. "I'll take care o' business first."

"Why'd you have to go and get his mind off work, bro," Damian said to Dominik. "It's hard enough getting him to pull off a win around here. Why does Finn even want him in our faction?"

"Damian."

Damian looked up to find Adam Pearce standing in the doorway to the Judgement Day's locker room.

"Yeah?"

"I need you to go to the trainer and see how that knee is doing."

"It's fine," Damian replied, giving said knee a pat.

"I still want it checked out. I know you wouldn't tell me if it was still hurt."

Damian rolled his eyes and stood from the couch he'd been sitting on. "It's fine. I'm barely limping."

"But limping nonetheless," Adam shot back. "Go get it checked out or you're not cashing in tonight."

"Wait, what?"

Rhea stood up from the seat she had on the floor. "What do you mean? I thought you were waiting!"

"Chill, Rhea," Damian said, glaring at Adam. "It's not a for sure thing. I was just thinking about it. And if I do cash in, I want to do it on my own." He held up his hands when Finn and Rhea and Dom all three gave him a look. "Look, I just want to win it on my own merit. If y'all go out there and help me, I'm gonna be called a transitional champion. No. I have to do this on my own."

With that, he left the room, a slight limp in his gait.

He headed straight for the trainer's office ready to get this over with. Just as he stepped through the door he was greeted by a beautiful doctor.

}i{}i{}i{}i{}i{

You watched as a very tall, handsome Puerto Rican man entered your office. You felt your face flush, and hoped he didn't notice.

"Hi, Are you Damian Priest," you asked shyly, checking your appointments list.

Seemingly quiet, Damian only nodded as he stared at you.

The fact that he stared at you only made your face heat up even more.

Dang it.

"I'm Y/N. It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you, Y/N," he replied.

His voice was so deep and sexy!

He reached his hand out to you to shake and you gently took his hand, and shook. You couldn't help but notice how his hand swallowed yours whole.

"So, Adam Pearce said you'd be stopping by. Let's take a look at that knee." You said, motioning for him to sit down on the exam table.

You watched as Damian took his seat on the table. "Now, don't be nervous. We're just going to do a couple of exercises to make sure your knee is stable."

"That's fine. In fact, my knee is fine. I know it."

"I hope so," you said softly, taking a rubber mallet to test his reflexes with. Then you had him hold his leg out straight for thirty seconds to see the strength in his knee and leg. Then you had him stand to his feet and perform a few squats.

Then, you were feeling his knee to see if anything seemed out of place.

"Any pain at all when I do this?"

He shook his head and smiled at you. "The only time it hurts at all is when I walk on it. But the pain is negligible."

You nodded with a hum. "I see. Well, I can't find anything really wrong. I'd still advise you to not cash in your briefcase tonight, but if you do, just use caution."

"Thanks, Doc," Damian smiled at you and reached for your hand once more. You gave it to him and were surprised when he raised the back of your hand to his lips and kissed it.

"Oh," you couldn't stop the half-moaned word if you tried. Then you were flaming red again, you could feel it.

Flustered, you tugged your hand back gently and spoke "If… If you do cash in tonight. Stop by here afterward so I can recheck your knee."

Damian smiled again. "Sure thing, cariña. Thanks again, for checking me out," he said with a wink.

Your face would not stop burning this night.

Especially thanks to Mr. Priest.

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"You weren't kidding, bro. That new trainer is a knockout. I think I'm in love," Damian said, chuckling. He punched Dominik lightly on the shoulder and grinned as if to say, "You know how to pick 'em!"

"I told you," Dominik responded, with a laugh.

"So are you going to ask her out?"

Rhea asked the question with her arms crossed across her chest. She was protective of her family and wanted to make sure the woman in question was good enough for her "terror twin".

"Of course! Maybe tonight after the show. She wanted me to stop by anyway if I was to cash in. So I figured I might stop by regardless."

"I may have t' stop by m'self," JD grinned. "I love a challenge."

"Excuse you!" Rhea scolded. "Did you not just hear Damian say he was going to ask her out? And women are not challenges, jackass."

"Hey, all's fair in love an' war, love."

"Don't call me love," Rhea spat back.

"You'd better back off," Damian growled, stepping toward JD. "The only reason you're here on the outskirts of the group is because you are Finn's friend. That's the only thing keeping you safe right now."

"Easy, lad," JD said, raising his hands defensively. "I just want t' see what all d'a fuss is about."

Damian took another step toward JD, threateningly. "Leave. Her. Alone."

"Alright. Alright, partner."

"I'm not your partner. And you're not part of the Judgement Day!"

A loud, piercing whistle whizzed through the air then.

Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked at Finn.

"Ever'body, just calm down!" He nearly shouted the words. "I'm gettin' tired of d'a mayhem! Can we all just get on d'a same page?"

Sighing, Finn left the room before anyone could answer him.

"He's right guys," Rhea said. "Get it together!"

She stormed out next.

Which meant Dom was running after her.

Which left JD and Damian.

Not wishing to piss Finn or Rhea off any worse, he simply left the room as well, knowing full well that if he stayed, he'd probably kill JD.

}i{}i{}i{}i{}i{

Damian was setting Cody up for JD to hit him with the Money In the Bank briefcase on top of the announce table. But JD screwed up yet once more and slammed the briefcase into Damian's sore knee. Damian instantly went down as his knee buckled and he held onto it.

In the next instant, however, Cody had lifted Damian up and performed a Cross Rhodes onto the announce table. Rhea was beside herself as Jey Uso maneuvered Finn into a double-team Cody Cutter. Jey rolled out of the ring and Cody covered Finn for the 1…2…3!

There were new Undisputed Tag Team Champions!

Rhea sat on the floor looking toward the rafters as if to say, "I can't believe this!"

Finally, after Jey and Cody celebrated in the ring, it was time to head backstage.

Finn and Dom helped Damian backstage and to the trainer.

JD trailed behind them apologizing up and down–only to Finn, not Damian.

}i{}i{}i{}i{}i{

You watched Damian's match on the little tv in your office and immediately after JD hit Damian with the briefcase, pulled his file from your drawer and prepared to see him in the next few minutes. You watched as Finn Balor and Dominik Mysterio helped Damian backstage with a shorter man–JD McDonagh if you remembered right–following behind looking to be very apologetic.

Minutes later, Damian headed into your office, a more noticeable limp this time, and waited for you to direct him.

"Have a seat," you told him, motioning to the exam table.

"You don't sound surprised to see me," Damian said to you, as he sat down.

"Well, I was… watchingyourmatchontheTV."

You flushed as you said the words as fast as you could.

"Checkin' me out again, huh?"

"Stop it," you smiled, as your face burned even more. "Now, let's take a look at that knee."

"Miss? Can I have y'r assistance please?" came an Irish voice from the hallway. The man that had trailed behind Finn and Damian on the ramp, stepped into the room holding his head.

"Yes, I'll help you in just a few moments," you replied. "If you'll have a seat in one of the chairs, I'm with a patient at the moment."

You heard Damian grumble under his breath as JD took a seat and waited.

"What are you even here for," he demanded. "I was the one who took a hard hit to the knee. Because of you!"

"Hey now," JD sounded defensive. "I took a hard hit t' d'a head. I need t' be checked f'r a concussion.

"Your big head could take a few hits!"

"Guys," you said, squatting down and gently rolling up Damian's pant leg so you could better see his knee. "I'm not equipped to break up a fight. So, please calm down."

"Don't worry, cariña. We're not going to get into a fight. In your office." Damian specified. "The hallway, now that's a different matter."

You frowned as you checked over Damian's knee. There was a bit of swelling, but as you examined it, you couldn't find anything wrong with it–other than the swelling.

"Ice it down tonight and put some heat on it tomorrow, and it should be fine," you said, with a sigh. "You guys need to be more careful."

"Tell that to Funko Pop over there," Damian said.

"Hey, it's not my fault I was given a big head."

There was an odd tone to JD's voice and you looked over at him, saw him smiling an almost perverted grin at you. There was unmistakably an innuendo in his choice of words.

Your face burned drastically, and you frowned again.

Damian seemed to notice and instantly tensed. "Keep the language PG in front of the lady, pendejo."

"Yes, please do," you commented uncomfortably. You went back to looking over Damian's knee and still could find nothing wrong.

"I think you're good, Damian," you said, rising to your feet. "Just ice it and then heat it like I said and rest it till the next show and it should be fine."

"Thanks, cariña. I appreciate it."

"You're welcome."

He got up and surprised you by taking a seat in one of your chairs. You gave him a puzzled look.

"I'm just staying here to make sure Funko behaves himself."

You grew even more uncomfortable. You felt as though they were competing for your attention. And that made you feel like a conquest. Right then, you decided to shun them both. You weren't going to be treated in such a way.

"Okay, have it your way," you said finally. You took out a pen light and tested JD's pupils against the light. They dilated perfectly. You performed other tests to check him for a concussion and there were absolutely no signs of a concussion at all.

"I think you're fine," you said, putting your pen light back in your pocket.

"I think you're pretty fine, too," JD flirted, his blue eyes went dark and he reached out, traced the cross necklace at your neck.

You stepped back, growing more and more uncomfortable.

"Stop it," Damian instantly said from his chair.

You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. "Seriously, I think you are… okay, JD. There are no signs of a concussion."

"Okay, chill, darlin'. It's all good."

"JD. Leave. Ahora," Damian spoke up once again and stood to his feet. His eyes flashed fire.

"Alright, mate. I'm going."

Damian grabbed him by the collar of his dress shirt and escorted him out of the room himself. As he shoved JD out the door, he turned and looked at you. "Would you maybe like to get some drinks tonight? After the show?"

You looked over at him and gave a slight shake of your head. "I don't know what's going on with you two, but I'm not a conquest. And I won't be treated like one. So, no. I wouldn't like to go out for drinks."

With that, you slammed the door in Damian's face and went to work on filling out the medical reports on Damian and JD.

}i{}i{}i{}i{}i{

"Eres tan estúpido!"

Damian swatted JD on the back of his head and gave him a shove into the wall right next to Finn.

"I swear if you two don't stop it!" Rhea exclaimed. "What is going on now?"

"He screwed things up with me and Y/N," Damian spouted off. "He started hitting on her and made her think we were making her a conquest."

"Maybe you should stay out of Damian's business, JD," Finn said, "After all, he'd made it known his intentions to ask out Y/N."

"But, I wasn't asking her out, per say," JD protested. "I was only hitting on her a wee bit."

"You nearly touched her chest when you were checking out her necklace!" Damian growled, getting in JD's face. "I'd say you weren't hitting on her a "wee bit". You were nearly assaulting her!" He stepped closer, forcing JD to step back against the wall. "And now she thinks I'm a scumbag like you!"

With a roar of rage, Damian lifted JD off his feet by his throat and proceeded to choke the life out of him.

Finn, Rhea and Dom all three freaked out and began trying to get Damian to release JD. He only did when he was good and ready. Which was a full minute later. He finally set JD back on his feet.

"Now, go apologize to her. NOW!"

Nodding silently, JD left the hallway and went in search of Y/N, so he could apologize. And hopefully live after the fact.

}i{}i{}i{}i{}i{

You were filing the reports into the file cabinet when you heard a knock at the door. Striding to the door and opening it, you saw JD McDonagh standing on the other side.

"I just want to, uh, ap-apologize." JD started before you could close the door again. "I'm sorry for d'a way I acted."

He wouldn't even look you in the eye. Some apology.

"Thank you JD. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm quite busy."

"Would you want t' catch a late dinner lat'r? After d'a show?" He asked suddenly. Hope lighting up his bright blue eyes.

"I-I don't think so, JD. I've already eaten," you lied. Why you didn't just come out and say you weren't attracted to him, you didn't know. Probably to keep from hurting his feelings.

"Oh. Well, if Damian's a problem, we don't have to let him know, ya know?"

"It's not that. I just really don't feel up to another meal."

"Okay, I see," JD smiled softly. "We can go another night. Catch ya later!" He was off down the hall before you could object to going out with him another night.

Sighing in frustration you sat down at your desk and began working on the remaining reports for the night.

}i{}i{}i{}i{}i{

Weeks passed with JD continuously badgering you for a date. You always came up with a lame reason why you couldn't, but he wasn't taking no for an answer. He seemed adamant that the reason you weren't going out with him was because of Damian's temper.

Which couldn't be further from the truth.

Damian had been nothing but kind since the night that JD and Damian were at each other's throats.

He'd come by a while after JD had, and said he was sorry, himself–in detail–not just some flimsy apology. You'd noticed that he also looked you straight in the eye and took your hand–not in a sleazy way either–giving it a gentle squeeze.

He'd won you over in the past weeks, plain and simple. He'd been there in your office when a fight broke out between Jey Uso and Drew McIntyre. If Damian had not been there to put a stop to it, you didn't know what you would've done. You were slightly shaken up because you'd never been around a fight before. Especially so up close and personal. Damian had hugged you afterwards and made sure you were okay.

He'd been coming around your office more and more hanging out, and one night he asked you out again. This time for dinner after the show.

"Yeah, I'd like that," you said softly with a smile. You failed to mention that JD had asked you out earlier and you'd turned him down yet again. In fact, you'd not said anything about JD hitting on you at all. You didn't want to start a big row between the two.

So, later, the two of you went to a nice restaurant and had a sit-down meal so you could talk and get to know each other better. You were seated next to the restaurant's front window facing the street, and your menus were brought to you. Within minutes, you had both placed your orders and then were waiting on the food.

"So, how long have you been a trainer," Damian asked. "I heard you used to work for TNA."

"About twelve years. Yes, I worked at TNA from the time I graduated till about a month ago." You took a sip of water. "What about you? How long have you been doing this?"

"Almost nineteen years," Damian answered. "I debuted in Monster Factory Pro Wrestling and trained there for about ten years and then went on to ROH for a few years, and from there, I signed with WWE and started in NXT. I've been on the main roster for about two years and I am loving it."

"You're very good, I've seen your work here in WWE."

"Thank you. So, tell me about yourself. And how did you come to be a trainer for WWE?"

"There's not much to tell. I am single. I live alone in an apartment till I get ready to settle down and buy a house. I grew up an only child and got into athletics at a young age. Got a torn ACL playing baseball when I was fifteen and had to get out of sports due to the severity of the injury. But I had an amazing PT that helped me through the healing process, and I decided I wanted to get into the same line of work. I worked my butt off and did just that. And here I am."

Your food came then and you both decided to eat a few bites before continuing on with your conversation.

However, you didn't notice the car in the street drive by extremely slowly, a pair of blue eyes watching you both angrily…

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"I had a great time with you tonight, Y/N," Damian said, walking you to your hotel door.

"I had a great time too," you replied, giving him a shy smile. "It was really nice getting to know you better."

Damian nodded, "Do you want to go out with me again?"

You nodded, a flush creeping up your face, "I do."

"Aaaand… would it be okay to kiss you goodnight?"

You giggled, you couldn't help it. He made you feel like a school girl all over again. "Yes."

He smiled and leaned downward, instantly catching your lips with his, giving you a firm but gentlemanly kiss. No tongue. That was interesting, you thought. Most guys just rammed their tongues down your throat, no questions asked. Damian was full of surprises.

"Goodnight, Y/N."

"Goodnight, Damian."

With that, he made sure you were safe in your room, before turning and going down the hall to his own room.

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At the next show, the following night, you walked to your makeshift office and was surprised–though not deeply–to find JD standing at your door, waiting on you.

"Hi, JD… What can I do for you?"

His eyes seemed to go dark as he answered you, though he kept up a cheerful appearance. "You could let me take ya out t'night."

"I'm sorry, JD, but no." You said softly, reaching around him to unlock your office door. "I have plans tonight. I've just started seeing someone, and I don't want to discourage them by going out with someone else."

You unlocked the door and stepped into your office, but JD ddin't take the hint. He stepped into the office with you and slammed the door shut to your utter shock, and then locked the door.

"JD, get out." You said, trying to sound firm. "Unlock the door and leave."

"Let me guess, d'a mystery man is none other than Damien. Am I right? I saw ya together at d'a restaurant last night."

You tilted your chin up in defiance despite your growing trepidation. "That's none of your business. Now leave, before I scream for help."

Growing enraged, JD stepped forward and swept his hand along the surface of your desk, raking everything to the floor. Then he pounded his fist against the desk, hard. "I asked ya out too! You should be going out with me!"

"I didn't want to," your voice rose in your indignation. "You make my skin crawl!"

JD charged at you then and slapped you right across the cheek. Stunned, you fell across the desk and held your throbbing face in your hand.

"You're so in trouble now," he growled, unbuttoning his dress shirt from the collar, then undoing the wrist's buttons.

Not knowing exactly what he had planned, but not wanting to find out, you screamed, "Help me! Somebody HELLLLP!"

You knew that you were heard when the buzzing outside your door stopped. Suddenly there was a pounding at the door.

"Y/N? Cariña, open the door!"

You rose from the desk to make a mad dash for the door, when JD latched onto your hair. "LET ME GO!"

The door was being pummeled then. "Who's in d'ere wit' her?" You heard Finn Balor faintly from behind the door.

Then Damian, "JD. It has to be. The little…"

JD ignored the bustle outside the door and bent you backward over the desk. Immediately, his mouth was on your neck.

"STOP IT!" You cried loudly, and struggled against him. He yanked your head back by your bangs, severely arching your back, and bit into your neck. You screamed in pain and fought him even more.

The pounding at the door intensified as JD licked where he bit.

"NO!" You screamed and managed to claw JD's face. He let out a furious roar of pain as he punched you square in the jaw.

Your head bounced back from the blow just as the door busted open and Damian and the rest of the Judgeement day and some policemen came bustling into the room.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Damian roared at JD, seeing the predicament you were in.

He lunged at JD and tackled him away from you, his face contorted in his rage.

The police stopped Damian before he could get more than a punch in, but a hard punch nonetheless.

You lay against the desk, scrambling to right yourself and fighting tears as the police handcuffed JD and prepared to drag him away from the scene.

Damian went to you, instantly pulling you into his strong embrace as JD was led away. Your legs weren't strong enough to hold you up and buckled. You fell in a dead faint as he caught you up in his arms, cradling you against his muscled chest. He immediately carried you over to the exam table and laid you on it, settling the pillow underneath your head.

"Despierta, cariña. Estás a salvo ahora." His long fingers traced the already formed bruising at your jaw, rose up to the welt forming on your cheek. He also took note of the bite mark on your neck. "I want to kill him."

"Rhea grabbed a bottle of water out of the mini fridge and handed it to Damian. Finn and Dom fumbled around the medical supplies looking for smelling salts. When they finally located them, they handed them over to Damian as well. He snapped them open and waved them frantically under your nose, willing you to awaken.

You jumped awake and before your eyes even opened, your first instinct was to fight. So you did. You swung your arms out and struck out at anything that was around you.

"Hey, easy now," came Damian's soft voice. His large, warm hands caught your wrists and gently held on. "Easy, baby. You're safe."

You sobbed and latched onto him, hooking your arms around his broad shoulders as he pulled you into a close, intimate hug.

"Shh-shh… You're okay. You're okay now."

"I-I was so scared!" You couldn't stop crying to save your life. You felt another hand rubbing your back comfortingly–probably Rhea.

"I know pequeña, I know. But you're safe now. I won't let him hurt you again. I swear it."

Hunter hurried through the door then. "I just heard about what happened…" His attention turned to you in Damian's arms. "Y/N, are you okay?"

You nodded slightly and snuggled closer into Damian's hold. His chin rested atop your head. "I'm okay now."

The police asked you so many questions your head spun but you managed to answer them all. Then you were finally free to leave and go back to your hotel room. Hunter had given you the rest of the night off–and the rest of the week if you needed it.

You went to move off the table, but Damian kept a hand on your arm to guide you. When you threatened to crumple again, he lifted you up and carried you out of the room, and all the way to his rental. Once he had you settled in the passenger's seat he turned back to the rest of the Judgement Day who'd followed him to his car. "Can one of you guys get my things out of the locker room and take them by my room? I'm staying with Y/N tonight."

Dom nodded in reply and said, "Sure, don't worry. I got this. You go take care of your girl."

With that, Damian got into the driver's seat and drove the two of you back to the hotel.

He carried you inside, and followed your directions as to where your room was. Minutes later, he was settling you on your large bed and was climbing in beside you.

"Is this okay, amor? Do you want me here, or do you want me to sleep on the sofa?"

"Here!" You cried, pulling him against you. "Don't leave me."

"I won't. I'll be right here. Just relax and get some sleep."

"I'm sorry."

"Whatever for, cariña?"

"He'd been hitting on me for weeks. I should have told someone–you. I kept putting him off but he kept asking me out. He wouldn't take no for an answer."

"It isn't your fault, sweetie. It was all him. He…has issues. But none of this was your fault."

"Thank you. For being here. For saving me. I don't know what would have happened if you'd not shown up when you did."

A tear spilled out of one of your eyes, and Damian wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. "I couldn't let him hurt you." He leaned forward, lightly kissing away your tears. "I could fall in love with you."

His lips trailed down with a feather lightness to your mouth. He captured your lips with his and applied a soft pressure. When you didn't protest, he pulled you even closer and kissed you more deeply, gently slipping his tongue past your lips and tasting your mouth fully. You moaned softly, and encouraged him to continue by curling your fingers into his muscled biceps. Finally, he pulled back, only to find that he couldn't get enough of your taste, and moved in for another kiss. And another. Another.

"I could fall in love with you too," you uttered softly between his kisses that travled down to your neck. He gently kissed the place that JD had bitten so roughly, a show of tenderness.

"He'll never touch you again. Ever."

You smiled softly and snuggled closer against him as sleep overcame you.

THE END

Translations:

"Cariña" ~ "Sweetheart" "Eres tan estúpido!" ~ "You're so stupid!" "Despierta, cariña. Estás a salvo ahora." ~ "Wake up, sweetheart. You're safe now." "Pequeña" ~ "Little one"

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Hello darling I was wondering if you could write a Damian x reader fic where reader has a really bad bf (can make it another wrestler if ya want) and Damian gets into a fight with said boyfriend and then proves to her he loves her and is the better option and you find out reader always had feeling for him but was to nervous to say anything to him (some what based on ho hey song by limiters)

I hope you enjoy it!!! <3

Summary: The reader has a bad argument with her boyfriend, Giovanni Vinci. Damian intervenes, unable to stand by while reader gets mistreated.

You storm down the hallway with your boyfriend hot on your tail as you attempt to free yourself from his presence for a bit.

"Stop following me, Giovanni." You whirl around to face him with a scowl.

"YN, come on." Gio replies. "I said that I was sorry. What else do you want me to do?" He asks you.

You scoff and go to turn around and stomp off again, but Vinci catches your arm before you can move away from him. "I want you to stop ogling other women when I'm standing right next to you, dickhead." You yank your arm out of his grip.

"I wasn't ogling, Liv, I swear." Vinci attempts to defend himself. "I was just glancing around the room and she happened to be standing right there." He insists.

"You are so full of shit!" You laugh hysterically. "I saw you staring at her ass, Giovanni! The only thing that could have made it more obvious is if you started drooling!" You shout at him.

The commotion being aired out in the middle of the hallway earns itself an audience when one of the locker room doors swings open. Damian steps out of the Judgement Day locker room and locks onto you pointing an angry finger into Giovanni's chest.

"Everything alright out here, YN?" Damian makes his way over to your side to check on you.

"We're fine here." Giovanni answers for you. "It's none of your damn business anyway." He turns his nose up at Damian.

Damian rolls his eyes and turns to face you. "I was talking to, YN, asshole." He looks down at you with a soft expression. "You okay, YN?" He asks you again.

"I'm alright, Damian, thanks." You glance up at Priest and nod. "Gio and I were just having a disagreement is all." You assure him.

"Alright." Damian nods and backs off now that he knows that you aren't in any danger. "Hey, I was just about to run down to catering to grab a drink for Finn. You want to come with me?" He asks you.

Giovanni scoffs and reaches out to grab your arm again. "She's fine." He attempts to answer for you again. "Come on, YN. Let's go back to the locker room and talk about this like adults." He insists.

Damian grabs Giovanni's arm before it has a chance to clamp down on yours. He shoves Gio's arm back into his chest and steps between the two of you. "Try and grab her like that again and the only place you'll be going is the ER." Damian growls at Giovanni.

"Whatever." Giovanni scoffs and stares at you over Damian's shoulder. "Come find me when you're over this bitchy mood, YN."

You roll your eyes and watch Giovanni retreat back to the Imperium locker room to pout. Once he's out of sight, Damian turns back around and leans down so he can talk to you more comfortably.

"You okay?" Damian asks you. "Does he he all grabby with you like that often?"

"Only when he's in a bad mood." You grumble to yourself. "Which is more often nowadays." You admit. "But I'm fine, thanks, Damian." You smile at him.

Damian nods, thoughts of kicking Giovanni's ass crossing his mind as he looks down at you. "You can still hang with me if you don't want to head back to the Imperium locker room just yet." He offers. "We can chat some more if you'd like." He suggests casually.

"Yeah, that sounds nice, actually." You nod.

You and Damian take off and head down to catering so Damian can fetch Finn's drink like he said earlier. The two of you chat along the way, mostly about work.

"How long have you and Vinci been a thing, anyway?" Damian asks you while you're on the way back from catering.

"Umm, a little over a year now I think." You reply. "It's usually not like this. Gio's sweet, most of the time." You assure him. "We just...well it seems like he likes to argue with me sometimes." You sigh.

"Sounds kind of shitty if you ask me." Damian replies. "I mean, I don't mean to pry or anything like that. But you've seemed kind of quieter and more distant these past few months." He explains.

You unconsciously nod and bite the inside of your cheek. "Yeah well, being a member of Imperium isn't easy." You attempt a half-assed laugh. "Gunther keeps us all on a tight schedule. Anyway, thanks for talking with me Damian. Gio should be cooled off by now. But I'll catch you later, yeah?" You ask him.

"Yeah, anytime, shorty." Damian nods.

You head off to return to the Imperium locker room and Damian watches you go. 'Fuck! I am such an idiot!' he curses himself. 'why couldn't I just tell her how I feel?'

Later in the night, Damian and the rest of Judgment Day are heading out of the arena. Damian is loading up the trunk with bags when he hears arguing a few spaces away.

"I'll be right back, guys." Damian sets down his bag and heads off to find the source of the shouting.

"Why do you have to act like such a difficult bitch all of a sudden?" Giovanni lays into you verbally in the parking lot. "Just get in the damn car, YN! I'm done arguing with you!"

Damian rounds the corner just as Giovanni makes a move toward you. You step out of Gio's range and swat his hand away. "Just fuck off, Gio! God, I am so sick and tired of taking this verbal abuse from you!" You shout right back at him. "Go back to the hotel by your damn self! I'll find my own ride back." You turn sharply on your heel and begin to walk away with your bags.

"You aren't going anywhere until we settle this!" Giovanni steps forward again and goes to grab you.

You turn around to smack Giovanni but someone beats you to the punch.

Literally.

Your eyes widen in shock as Damian steps out from behind a car. You watch Priest reel his hand back before swinging it at Giovanni's face. Damian's first collides with Gio's jaw and Vinci reels back.

"What did I tell you earlier!" Damian puffs out his chest as he steps in front of you.

Seconds later, Finn and JD appear at your side, having been drawn in by Damian's yelling. "YN? You alright?" Finn sets a hand on your shoulder.

"What? Oh, Finn!" You jump before turning around. "What are you and JD doing here?" You ask him.

"We heard shouting." JD answers you. "Damian!? What the hell are you doing?" He turns to Damian who is now on Giovanni and trading blows with him.

The fight startles you and you shake a bit. "Can you guys separate them?" You ask Finn and JD.

Finn nods and beckons Dominick over from their car. Dom heads over and stands by you while Finn and JD break up the brawl between Giovanni and Damian.

Once the pair are separated, Finn drags Damian over to you and Dominick while JD keeps an eye on Giovanni. Damian calms down when he sees the worried look on your face.

"Shit! YN." Damian's expression softens. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I just...well I wasn't going to let Vinci keep ragging on you like that." He tries to explain himself.

"I know." You nod. "It's okay. Thank you for wanting to help." You blink a few times. "Honestly? I don't know why I've put up with it for so long." Tears dare to spill from your eyes and blur your vision.

Damian recognizes the look on your face and pulls you into his chest for a hug. He rubs your back gently to soothe you while Finn helps escort Giovanni away from the group.

"You know that you deserve better. That's what's important." Damian comforts you. "You want to ride back to the hotel with us? I can get Finn and JD to get your stuff for you." He offers. "Then we can get you a different room to stay in."

"Yeah, that sounds like a start." You nod and pull away from Damian. "Thank you, Damian. I don't know what I'd be doing right now if you weren't here to help." You sniffle.

.Damian cracks a soft smile and hugs you tightly again. "I've got your back, hermosa." He assures you.

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