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of-twilight-and-moonshadow · 1 year

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What Is Mine - Marcel x Reader x Fabian

So, with the latest episode of NXT, @wwzentertainment asked for Imperium x Reader.

Here it is~ Almost the quickest I’ve wrote anything; just over an hour.

Enjoy!

Warnings? : Polygamous relationship (pretty much it). Small fight scene, multiple translations of German and Italian, little bit of body insecurity near the end

TAG LIST @starwithaheart @shedevil22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee @barthelsimperium (because i think you’ll like this too)

Note: Funny Marcel gif i found at the end because <3

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I stood backstage, just out of sight, as I watched my two boys do an interview about their win last week at Halloween Havoc. What we had between us was… unusual… but between the three of us, we made it work.

I love Marcel. He was quiet but strong; demanding, yet gentle. Compassionate and funny but also stern.

I love Fabian. He was a giant teddy bear and a protective Sheppard; he joked a lot but was also romantic.

I knew, back in 2019 when we met, that there was no way I could ever choose one over the other. They seemed to know too, and to understand. Which made our current… arrangement—work, all the more. Never before had I even thought of being in a Polygamous relationship—and they hadn’t either, they admitted one night as we cuddled on the couch.

But it was what we had, and what worked. Thinking back on that night, I couldn’t help but smile—it was also the first night we all slept together. It was a fun night—despite the soreness I felt the next few days.

“—we don’t compromise with American ideals.” Fabian wrapped up in Italian, as Marcel looked over at him with his usual smug frown.

Seeing the two of them act so differently in front of camera compared to when it was just us, it caused a small chuckle. Unfortunately, my cheery mood quickly was squashed as I watched Gigi and Jayce walked onto the screen.

“Congratulations on becoming new NXT tag team champions,” Gigi told them, eyeing Marcel in a way I did not like,” You definitely… look… the part.” She reached out with her black rose and gentle ran it down Marcel’s jawline, seemingly catching his interest.

I stood there, jaw clenched, not moving. My whole body was frozen in place—not in fear. In anger.

“And so do we,” Jacy pointed out, gesturing between her and Gigi, as she pulled away from Marcel. I was barely aware of Fabian glancing in my direction, as the camera panned in on the ladies.

“Actually, we just found out we have a six woman tag team match next week,” Jacy continued, smiling at the thought, eyeballing Marcel some more, as Gigi looked from her partner to Marcel,” And I think… you guys should watch us.” The camera panned away, bringing both Marcel and Fabian into screen again, looking like they held some interest—or at least, curiosity.

Marcel leaned over towards Fabian, a smirk on his face, whispering,” We definitely will,” before continuing in German.

“The mat is sacred, but American has its benefits.” I heard him say, being able to translate his words since he had been teaching me German—and Fabian teaching me Italian. Italian was strangely the more difficult of the two languages, as I picked up on German a lot quicker. They watched in interest as the Gigi and Jacy walked away, eyeballing them up and down.

My heart dropped, and I felt not only pissed off but sick to my stomach.

The interview wrapped up, as Mackenzie walked away with the camera man, and I saw Fabian gently elbow Marcel, whisper something—and then Marcel look over in my direction. His eyes were slightly wide, like he feared something.

Good.

Just as they made a step towards me, I spun on heel and stalked off.

“Principessa!” (ts: Princess)

“Kleiner, warte!” (ts: Little one, wait)

Ignoring them, I picked up my pace as I knew they were getting close to catching up with me. Damn their long legs!

“Kleiner—” Marcel began, but I spun around to face them, stopping them dead in the tracks. (ts: little one)

“Nein!” I exclaimed, pointing a finger at him,” Nein nein nein nein! Just—just leave mich alone!” (ts: no / me)

“Amore—” Fabian tried but quieted with a look from me. With that, I spun back around and stomped off towards the women’s locker room. Unfortunately, that didn’t help matters, because low and behold– -who was standing just outside the door?

Jacy Jayne and Gigi Dolin.

Great. Just great.

As I got closer, all intent to just pass on by them and ignore them, went out the window when I heard Jacy let Marcel’s name slip.

“—kind of, but Marcel is. All those muscles—”

“You leave Marcel alone!” I snapped, getting in her face. I’d get in trouble for the altercation no doubt, but right now, I didn’t care.

“Why? You’re in a thing with Aichner—”

“—Dunno why—” Gigi muttered.

“—Unless you’re sneaking around behind his back with Marcel—”

“It’s none of your business! Just stay AWAY from Marcel and Fabian! Do you understand me?!” I yelled at both of them.

“Why? What are you gonna do about it?” Gigi asked, eyeballing me up and down.

I couldn’t do it—I couldn’t fight them. Medical hadn’t cleared me yet from my foot injury. I just had to walk away—

“We said—what are you going to do?” Jacy repeated, as Gigi shoved my shoulder—and then I saw red. My right leg flew up, foot connecting with Jacy’s abdomen, shoving her backwards on her ass. In the second of confusion for Gigi, I brought my elbow around and knocked her right in the face as she turned back towards me. Stunned for a second, I bent her over a bit and started punching at her back, trying to knock the wind out of her lungs. My focus on her, I didn’t see Jacy come at me until I felt her hands grab my hair and slam me face first into the wall. Gaining the upper hand, they began shouting and belittling me as they attacked, gaining attention from the surrounding backstage personnel, as they tried to separate us. They pulled Jacy and Gigi away from me, thinking I wasn’t going to antagonize the situation, that I was the calmer of the three—but not this time.

As soon as I had the chance, I launched myself at the two of them—including the personel and other talent holding them back—leading with overhead punches, trying to get as much damage as possible. Arms wrapped around my waist, trying to pull me away and in my bought of adrenaline, my elbow hooked around behind me and got the guy in the face. They let me go, stumbling away.

The yelling and arguing among talent, Gigi and Jacy yelling at me and my anger kept the area extremely loud, and I couldn’t hear one person over the other.

Another set of arms wrapped around me, this time slightly tighter, and instead of pulling me straight back, I felt my lower half get lifted as well, and then pulled away from the commotion.

“Basta amore mio! You’ll reinjure yourself—Fermare!” (ts: Enough my love! / Stop!)

Recognizing the Italian, I stopped struggling as much. He put my feet back on the floor, but still held me against his chest. I saw Marcel cupping the side of his face, only looking slightly annoyed.

“Du bist Fertig?” Marcel asked. (ts: You finished?)

“Nein,” I muttered, averting my gaze from his, as I leaned back into Fabian’s chest. (ts: no)

“Mi amore,” Fabian whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of my ear,” Come, let’s talk elsewhere.” (ts: my love)

“Somewhere more quiet,” Marcel frowned at the commotion still going on ten feet behind us. Wordlessly, I nodded, following them down the hall to their locker room. Marcel closed the door behind us, and I softly pried myself from Fabian’s embrace.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours amore?” Fabian asked, sitting down in one of the chairs. (ts: love)

Silence.

“Rede mi tuns… bitte leibling.” (Talk to us / please darling)

“I just—I don’t know!” I frowned, turning away from them as I crossed my arms in front of my chest,” I—I saw them shamelessly flirting with you guys—especially Marcel—and I just—”

“You got jealous,” Fabian finished, a slight smirk on his face.

“Nein,” I muttered under my breath. (ts: no)

“Kleiner…” Marcel drawled out, talking slow steps towards me. (ts: little one)

“Nein,” I repeated, trying more to convince myself then them at this point.

“Leibe, look at me bitte.” (ts: Love / please)

Slowly, I turned around but refused to meet his gaze. Briefly, my eyes met Fabian’s and I saw the soft smile his had on his face, but it only made me feel more ashamed, so I let my gaze fall to the floor. Fingertips traced my jaw down to my chin, before lifting my attention up until I finally met Marcel’s eyes.

His beautiful, captivating blue eyes. Those eyes were the first thing to draw me towards him—just as Fabian’s smile did.

“Liebe… You know I would never cheat on you, right?” (ts: Love)

I nodded slowly.

“Then why all this?”

“I just—I don’t know… I guess… with me not really being out there—maybe… maybe I’m feeling insecure? I mean—they are both, kinda attractive in their own—”

“Nein,” Marcel bit out, his posture tightening slightly before he relaxed,” I can’t speak for Fabian—but you…. You are all I need. All I want. Du bist wunderschon…. Komisch… clever… stark… Perfekt wie du bist.” (ts: no / you are beautiful, funny, smart, strong. Perfect as you are)

“Marcel…” I whispered, my eyes tearing up as I wrapped my arms around his torso and snuggled into him as his wrapped his arms around me, holding me close.

“Si, mi amore,” Fabian agreed,” Marcel and I—back before we all agreed to do this relationship—we both were attracted to you in our own ways. People can come on to us all they want—flirt all they want… but at the end of the day, all we want is you, Principessa.” (ts: Yes, my love / Princess)

“You’ve nothing to be jealous over, we promise,” I heard Marcel assure me, and I glanced up at him.

“I’m sorry I elbowed you in the face,” I frowned, as he looked down at me with a grin.

“Don’t worry about it. You’ve done worse before,” Marcel chuckled, before pressing a kiss to my forehead,” Does your foot hurt any?”

“Hmm? Oh,” I thought, stretching it out a bit and considering, before shaking my head,” No. Doesn’t seem to. Doctor did tell me I should be good to go, but to keep an eye on it for a few weeks.”

“So, you’re cleared to be in the ring again?”

“Not technically, yet anyway. I think they will after my check up tomorrow. Which is good news for me,” I smiled deviously.

“Why’s that, Princepessa?” (ts: princess)

“You heard Jayne. They’ve got a 3-woman tag match next week. It’d be a shame if one of their opponents couldn’t make the match for… any… reason.”

“Questa e’ la nostra ragazza.” (ts: That’s our girl)

“Wir werden zuschauen.” (ts: We will be watching)

“I do hope so,” I smirked,” They’ll learn, one way or another, they’ll learn. You don’t mess with what’s mine.”

The two Europeans just smiled down at me, before giving me each a breath taking kiss. Next week was a ways away– for now, they started with making me feel beautiful, loved and extra motivated.

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EXTRA MARCEL READJUST GIF -hearteyes- imdying

#wwe #world wrestling entertainment #reader insert #x reader #polyamourous #imagine #fanfiction #NXT #Fabian Aichner #Marcel Barthel #Marcel x Reader #Fabian x Reader

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hookhausen · 1 year

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me, a thatcher thot realizing that a lot of aew fans dont know who timothy thatcher is

let me introduce you to one the greatest submission specialists named timothy thatcher hes quite literally one of the only few ppl (next to zsj) who can give bryan a run for his money

his run in NXT (while he was tag partners with m*tt r*ddle) was half decent but his true colors showed during his run with imperium/ringkampf alongside WALTER (gunther), Fabian Aichner (giovanni vinci), and Marcel Barthel (ludwig kaiser). pls pls pls go do yourself a favor by seeing his previous matches on youtube (particularly from his time on wXw and Evolve)

fun fact: mans does not own a modern day cell phone. he only has a flip phone with zero social media.

#i am an original imperium/ringkampf stan first and a woman second #timothy thatcher #aew #all elite wrestling #aew dynamite #aew lb #aew rampage #pro wrestling noah #imperium #marcel barthel #walter #fabian aichner

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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#WWE #smack down #imperium #Walter #Gunther #marcel barthel #Ludwig Kaiser #fabian aichner #Giovanni vinci #jazzmakesgifs

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readingandwritingandreading · 15 days

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State of the Blog Address

Another fic done, another status update.

First off a special shout out to my bestie and storyline coordinator @pioched. None of this would happen without her. You guys have no idea how much work she does behind the scenes to help me out.

Completed:

Hold You Up - Marcel Barthel x Kiya Bryant x Fabian Aichner

Heartbeat - Ethan Carter III x Adalynn Strowman

Yours - Dominik Dijakovic x Skye Simmons

The Day Before You - Ridge Holland x Lyssa Hutchinson

Long Time Coming - Bucky Barnes x Carina Rivera

In Progress:

From The Ground Up - Drew McIntire x Cassidy Riley

Coming Soon (In no particular order):

Finally Home - Ari Levinson x Brianna Collier

Rescue Me - Marcel Barthel x Sofia (Reese) x Fabian Aichner

Cross Every Line - Marcel Barthel x Alina Lawson x Fabian Aichner

What If - Julius Creed x Fiora Osborne

Some Hearts - Jack Reacher x Morgan Stone

I have a new system in place for doing fics and I really think it's going to help me get them done in a more timely manner.

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You can find my Masterlist HERE

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#micole writes things now #bucky barnes #jack reacher #julius creed #marcel barthel #giovanni vinci #fabian aichner #ludwig kaiser #ari levinson #drew mcintyre #ridge holland #dominik dijakovic #dijak #ec3 #ethan carter iii #james barnes

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marius-multifandom · 1 year

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My babies, I love them so much 🥺

#wwe #ludwig kaiser #marcel barthel #giovanni vinci #fabian aichner #imperium #they're so hot #i love them

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queen-of-spoilers-zvonchy · 2 years

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Some days, wrestling brings you the most happiness and that's okay 🖤🖤

#wwe #wrestling #imperium #imperium is back #my babies are back #gunther #walter #ludwig kaiser #marcel barthel #fabian aichner #giovanni vinci #wwe clash #clash at the castle #my emotional support heel team is back🖤🖤

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cashordashdoesntmatter · 6 months

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European elegance (and VPL!) with Giovanni/Fabien and Ludwig/Marcel 🇪🇺 🍆

#imperium #fabian aichner #marcel barthel #giovanni vinci #ludwig kaiser #european elegance #hot wrestlers #buff men

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letsgivethisonemoreshot · 1 year

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Ambush

Soooo, after the meeting in the alley with the cigarette, my brain traveled to the aftermath. Still blaming @caranoirs But now we've also added Walter, Marcel, Fabian, and Drew into the mix!

Send help.

“This is ridiculous!” Ridge yelled in frustration. “They think they can just come right onto our terf and cause trouble. And keep messing with you! Completely unacceptable and we need to do something about this.”

He was pacing around the large living room like area of the house Sheamus owned where they all spent a lot of their time. Kate was sitting on a couch, Ridge looking over at her from time to time while he spoke. Also in the room standing around were Fabian and Marcel. They had been spending more time together since Sheamus and Walter began working on their merger. Eventually Drew’s men would come over and fall in suit once everything was in place. Ridge was concerned when he first got to Kate, but after he made sure she was okay. He was seeing red. Even while on the phone with Sheamus letting him know what happened he was pissed. Kate tried to be in the background telling him that she was fine and everything was okay, but Ridge was seething.

“I don’t know who the hell this guy thinks he is thinking he can just come into town and take over,” Fabian added.

“Someone needs to put him in his place,” Ridge agreed.

“What about us?” Marcel suggested. “He’s always going around, sneaking up on people. Why don’t we do the same to him?”

“Let’s go. I’m more than ready to bash his fuckin’ face in.”

“Hold on Ridge, not just yet.” Fabian stopped him.

“Why the hell not?”

“You’re too angry. You need some time to calm down. Formulate a plan. You run in there like this just bulldozing through everyone being angry, it’s not going to end well,” Marcel answered.

Ridge rubbed his head and breathed out frustrated, but deep down he knew Marcel was right. They needed to have a plan or else they’d easily be taken down.

“We’ll go tomorrow. Let them think their safe since there wasn’t retaliation. Give Kate some time to rest. Then we’ll ambush them in the morning.”

“I wouldn’t mind cutting Tyler’s dick off while we’re at it,” Kate mumbled.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Ridge ordered.

“Excuse me?” Kate asked as she stood up to face him.

“They won’t leave you alone. We’re not going to bring you to them on a silver platter!”

“Listen Ridge, you’re…” Kate began before being interrupted by Marcel.

“Do you think leaving her here by herself is a good idea?”

“Why not? Better than dragging her into the lion’s den.” Ridge answered.

“Because what if they see all of us there and Trent realizes she’s alone. I wouldn’t put it past him to send someone out to try and find her. Especially since he knows Sheamus and Walter are out of town,” Fabian explained.

“Exactly. Therefore, I’m going.”

Ridge didn’t want to admit it, but Fabian had a good point. That doesn’t mean he was still happy with it. The look that he shot Kate with her smartass reply about winning the argument showed that.

“I’ll stay by her the whole time,” Marcel ensured.

Ridge eventually sighed, giving in. “Alright. She can come.”

The next morning, they were up and ready before sunrise. Ridge was still pissed. He probably hadn’t actually slept at all. Getting into Trent’s property was easy. Sneaking past the gates and cameras was the most challenging, but at that hour not too hard. They just broke down the front door with no one there, and bulldozing through everyone thar got in their way. It didn’t take them long to reach Trent. Another floor up he was in a large relatively empty room. Unfortunately for them, he was already up and dressed for the day. He was also joined by Pete and Tyler at his side. They all stood in a silent standoff for a few moments. Marcel keeping his word, never leaving Kate’s side. Always ready to have a protective arm reach out and push her away if needed, keeping her safe so Ridge could pounce without worry.

“Well isn’t this a nice surprise! Good thing I’m a morning person and can be up to greet my guests,” Trent stated breaking the silence with his usual smile.

“You look really happy for someone who’s about to get his arse kicked so bad he may never walk again,” Ridge spat through a clenched jaw.

“Ya sound awfully sure of yourself there mate,” Trent replied.

Marcel reached his hand over to grab Kate’s at their words, ready to jump in if needed while he and Fabian also kept a keen eye on Tyler and Pete.

Ridge scoffed. “Not too sure how good you at business with your numbers lad. If you look around you’ll realize you’re clearly outnumbered.”

Trent brought his hand up to rub his chin, his smiling fading only momentarily before returning with a more sinister tone. The same one Kate had seen in the basement. “You know what? You’re right mate. One of us is outnumbered.”

As he finished speaking, Marcel’s hand tightened around Kate’s wrist. She looked over at him, confused by what his next move was going to be. While she was looking away, she hadn’t seen Fabian wind his arm up ready to elbow Ridge in the face. Blood began to flow as Ridge grabbed his nose, completely caught off guard by Fabian’s attack. Before he could register what was happening, Fabian, Tyler, and Pete were on top of him. Kate tried to run over to him but was pulled back by Marcel and her held her tighter while the rest got Ridge under control. A short while later he was easily held by Tyler and Fabian. Marcel still held Kate who livid. Pete stood off a little behind Trent just watching.

“Gotta hand it to ya Ridge. You’re a tough guy. Took three of my men to wear you down and you still had fight in ya.” Trent complimented. “Could use a big guy like you.”

Ridge wasn’t really able to say much as his face was beginning to swell, but he was able to look up Trent from his knees in disgust.

“Now before either of you say anything, have a quick look at this.”

Trent pulled out his phone and pulled up a video that someone had sent to him. It appeared to have been recorded last night, but by the angle the person recording it was trying to be discreet so others didn’t notice. But it did show Walter, Sheamus, and Drew sitting around a table with half empty whiskery glasses and cigars.

“Fellas I might have ta get home soon,” Sheamus said as he sat back down at the table.

“Everything okay?” Drew asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“Just got off the phone with Ridge. Trent and some of his gang cornered Kate in an alleyway behind a bar we go to a lot. Threatened to take her with them and hold her until we all agreed to lay off him.”

“So let him,” Walter said before blowing smoke from his cigar.

Drew immediately looked over at him confused. He had been close with Sheamus for a long time. Walter might not have known the relationship between Sheamus and Kate, but Drew knew that’s not something he would ever think of.

“I can’t do that,” Sheamus said.

“Why not?” She’s just a girl you got working for you. What’s so special about her?” Walter asked.

“She’s, she’s like a sister to me. She’s been wit me for the last six years. She’s always been loyal ta me.”

“I get that, but she’s not blood. Call their bluff.”

“I’m the closest she’s got.” Sheamus defended, but sounded a little defeated.

“Is she worth risking everything you’ve worked for? And letting someone else come in and tell you how to run your empire?”

Walter put his lips back around his cigar. Drew stayed quiet as he took another sip of his whiskey. Sheamus sat back in his seat as if he was pondering his life in a whole new light.

“Fun stuff right?” Trent exclaimed as he put his phone back into his pocket. “ You can see just how much he cares about you. Now Ridge, what do you say you come with me and we have a little chat about your future.”

“Based on that? We have no idea how the rest of that conversation went!” Kate spoke up.

“Well we do know that he never came home after he got that phone call. And have either of you spoken to him since that call you made last night?” Trent’s question was answered by silence. “I didn’t think so. Now let me rephrase. Ridge, we’re going to go to my office and have a discussion. And after it you’re either going to join us, or you’ll be disposed of and I’ll deal with you personally.” Trent said in a deeper, much more threatening tone than he had previously spoken in. “Now you.”

Trent had turned to Kate causing Ridge to stir a bit. She stood tall trying not to show any emotions other than the anger fuming inside her.

“Gonna try and threaten me with the same thing?” Kate sneered.

“No. I’m not. You don’t get that privilege,” He answered with a smile both confusing Kate and causing her stomach to drop. “I know clearly where your loyalty stands. So for now, you’re just a gift to Peter.”

“What?” Kate blurted out as Pete stepped forward with a smirk.

“Pete, here you go. Do whatever you want with her that Sheamus wouldn’t let you.”

Fabian and Marcel had grabbed Ridge and taken him up to another floor where Trent’s office was. Pete held tightly onto Kate as he walked her to a place he had been using as a bedroom.

“Peter I swear if you lay one finger on me…”

“Don’t worry. If I recall correctly, I know you prefer two or three. Or if that’s a problem I always have other things I can use.”

“You’re disgusting.”

“And you love it.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“That’s what I have you for darlin’.”

Kate rolled her eyes and scoffed before turning away from him and walking towards the closed door. He followed behind only taking two steps to catch up to her. He reached his hand up, wrapping it around her throat and pulling her flush against his body. Her eyes fluttered slightly as a small involuntary moan escaped her lips. He nuzzled his nose along her neck before bringing his lips towards her ear.

“Where do you think you’re going? You’re mine Katie,” He whispered roughly as his hand traveled across her stomach and dipped inside the front of her black leggings.

Kate’s mind was racing. A few moments ago she didn’t know what to think about the video Trent had just shown her. She could only speculate what was going on with Sheamus’ mind. She didn’t know what was happening with Ridge. And now she was stuck with Pete, and as much as she hated him, she hated the fact that her body was melting into his touch even more. He knew her and her body so well, he was easily able to manipulate it any way he wanted. She gasped as his fingers stroked inside her slick folds, making her wetter with each touch.

“Don’t even bother tryin’ ta lie to me Katie. I know you love it. Remember how good I made ya feel last time? Just think how much better it’ll be if you just give in and let yourself enjoy it.”

“I never said I enjoyed you Pete,” Kate retorted trying to hold onto whatever strength she still had left. “Just because you messed around with my body and it responded doesn’t mean I want you.”

Pete clenched his fingers around her neck a little tighter.

“You know the walls at our place were really thin. Parts of it were built great, but where we spent our time, they were shit. I know you could hear me when I had girls over. You know how I know that? Because I could hear you too. The little moans you’d make while you were touching yourself listening to me fuck them in the next room. Trying to be quiet, but not quiet enough,” Pete explained into her ear as he was still slowly touching her. “And I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t enjoy it. Sometimes I’d get off from bendin’ them over and fucking them from behind listening to you moan my name pretending it was you in front of me.”

A knock at the door caused Pete to pull his hand out of her pants, but he still left the other hand around her throat. With her back against his chest, she was able to feel his heart racing. She knew he was restraining himself, and for some reason him being able to be in such great control filled her with excitement. She was focusing on his heart beat as Tyler opened the door and entered the room.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt but Trent wants to have a work with her when you’re done.”

“Lovely. I have a few choice words for him too.”

Tyler laughed, causing Kate to push back against Pete just slightly. “I see you haven’t trained her yet.”

“It’s only been five minutes Ty,” Pete laughed as well. “Ya gotta give me at least the night.”

“I dunno. She’s pretty feisty. Might take a while before you can have her trained properly. Though I will miss her smartass remarks. She made work a little more exciting.”

“Coming from the man who wasn’t able to handle me if I wasn’t tied up to something.”

Pete finally released the hold he had on his throat and snaked his fingers into her hair yanking a fistful back. “You know you really should be nice to him. There will be times I’ll have to leave for things and someone else might watch you.”

Kate watched as Tyler licked his lips while she tried to now show that she was nervous.

“Me watching her would do wonders if you wanted her trained like a proper pet for you. If she were with me, I’d already have my belt off and around her neck as a leash for the bitch that she is. And by the end of the night the only commands she’d respond to are sit, beg, and come.”

“Might wanna think twice about trying to walk out on me now huh?” Pete asked in a cocky tone. “The second you step foot outside that door, you’ll run into him.”

Tyler winked before turning back towards the door. “Anyway, when you’re done bring her up to Trent so he can welcome her properly.”

“Wait,” Kate found herself calling out before she could really even think to catch herself.

“Hey, what’s going on with Ridge?” Pete asked.

“He’ll be staying with us for a bit,” Tyler answered before closing the door behind him.

Kate felt a bit of relief knowing that Ridge was still alive. At least for now. She could find out more later. But for now, that was enough. She was lost in her own thoughts about it and didn’t realize that Pete had let go of her hair. He wasn’t even holding onto her at all anymore. He had taken off his shirt and thrown it off to the floor by the time Kate turned around to face him.

“Pete?”

“Hm?” He hummed as he grabbed her by the hip and pulled her close to him.

“You, you wouldn’t really let him hurt me would you?” She asked with a bit of intimidation in her voice that he hadn’t heard before.

He put his hand on her cheek, pushing her face up to make her look at him while running his thumb along her skin. “Kate, I am still the same exact person I was before.”

It was nightfall by the time Pete walked Kate up to Trent’s office where he did most of his work. Pete told her to just listen to what Trent said and it wouldn’t cause any problems. But that wasn’t exactly Kate’s strong suit. Inside, the room was dim. Almost as if Trent wanted people to feel cold and hidden as they sat down to do business with him. There was a large desk with his computer and phone atop it. Most of his things probably hidden away in the drawers. Two armchairs at one side of the desk for his guests, another large leather one for him at the other side. Kate wasn’t able to see all the little details of the office in the low lighting, but she could see artwork about. She could only guess that he had everything designed particularly for him. When Kate entered the room Trent was towards the back looking out a window. When Pete closed the door he closed the velvet dark green curtain and turned to his guest.

“Come on in love. Make yourself comfortable,” Trent said motioning to one of the chairs.

“I’d rather stand if that’s okay with you.” She replied from her spot in the middle of the room.

“So you do have manners,” He mocked.

Kate folded her arms across her chest and blew out a sigh, trying not to start a fight.

“Good to know you’re able to play nice.”

“I don’t see why that really matters.”

“It will if you want to stay here.”

“Look, I’m not going to give Pete any problems, okay?”

“I’m not worried about him. I’m worried about everyone else.”

Kate looked at him confused.

“I’m sure by now you’ve figured out that Walter and I have formed a partnership. Ridge and I had a nice talk earlier and he’s decided to stay with me. Thought he did try and assure that I wouldn’t kill you. And I thought maybe after some time thinking about the video I showed you and how the man who you’d been so loyal to seemed to be willing to throw you to the wolves, you’d have had a change of heart like Ridge and Pete did.”

“I thought I didn’t have that choice,” Kate questioned as she put his hands on her hips.

“You don’t really. You’re stuck here either way. I wasn’t lying when I said I couldn’t trust you. With any aspect of my business. I knew the first chance you’d get you’d quite literally stab me in the back. But you are an asset Kate.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Working at a club making you money,” Kate said as she dropped her arms.

Trent shook his head chuckled as he stepped closer to her. “You’re much more than a pretty face love. I’m familiar with your work. I think you could do great things here and help me out a lot. And in return, give yourself a life that you’ve never even dreamed of. Face it, everyone else has already fallen into line with me. The only thing Sheamus even has left now is Drew, and once he sees how pathetic Sheamus really is, he’ll back off too. Leaving Sheamus with nothing.”

As he stepped closer, she tried to keep distance between them. But she ended up running into his desk. She looked slightly before placing her hands on the sides holding herself up. When she looked back, Trent was right in front of her, placing his hands on either side of her onto his desk. His face getting closer to hers as he spoke.

“If you can prove to me that I can trust you, we can form a beautiful partnership here. But keep in mind until then, you belong to the British Strong Style. And the very first time you forget that, I’ll brand you, so that even if you manage to get away, anyone who finds you will bring you right back to me.”

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#drew mcintyre #wwe #screencaps #screenshot #drew mcintyre.com #imperium #ludwig kaiser #fabian aichner #walter #that Riddle idior is there also

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Unexpected Surprise Part 1

A/N: This has been in my drafts for a while and I couldn't even finish it so enjoy the first part of this hot mess while I try to finish the other part

“Fabian, are you alright?” Marcel waved his hand in front of his face, but Fabian didn’t as much as blinked in response. “You’re leaving? But why Y/N? I though you loved it here!” His voice cracked with rage and hurt, but I couldn’t handle to tell him the truth.

I was pregnant, with Fabian’s baby, and couldn’t stay to wrestle until after the birth. I decided to go to Scotland and stay with my brothers’ wife until after the baby was born, I wanted to lay low. But all I told Imperium was that I quit because of personal problems within the family.

“Joe and Mark aren’t quitting?! Wolfgang is still creeping around, why don’t they quit too?!” “Because it doesn’t involve my brothers. Wolfgang isn’t even remotely related to me in anyway. My sister-in-law is expecting and there are complications with her health. I am leaving to take care of her.” I replied as I took my stuff and walked out of the dressing room while the three of them started debating and arguing with one another.

*8 and a half months later*

I was in the crowd at Takeover New York, flew in with Abigail to see the guys wrestle. They didn’t say who they were facing, just that my sister-in-law and I had to come watch them live. She was 5 months pregnant, and my little boy was fast asleep in my lap. It was the first time I stepped foot on WWE property since leaving.

Gallus made they way down to the ring and suddenly the lights went out and Imperium’s music hit. My heart dropped when I saw the three of them standing on the ramp, sadistic expressions on their faces. I looked at Fabian, his beard had grown, and his body had exploded to twice the size as when I saw him last. Marco started waking up in my arms and I panicked. “What if he sees him? He doesn’t know Marco’s his.” I whispered over to Abigail, and she looked over at my brothers, who also must have sensed my panic state as they went to work on distracting Imperium from walking around the ring.

The match was brutal to say the least. Just when Wolfgang thought he had them pinned, Alexander Wolfe came from nowhere and caused a distraction, having Fabian pin him, winning the match for Imperium. I was frantically observing the ringside area for Joe and Mark when Abigail grabbed my arm. “He’s coming, let’s go!” She grabbed Marco’s bag but before I could follow pursuit, Fabian was at the barricade, grabbing onto my arm. “Y/N?! What are you doing here? I thought your sister in law had a baby alre-“He froze when he caught sight of Marco now fully awake, his big blue eyes staring back at Fabian with a toothless grin.

“I have to go.” I practically ran after Abigail to the backstage area, hoping and praying that their locker room was open so I could sneak in and hide there. TO my luck, it was and Abigail pushed me inside, closing the door behind her. I heard a commotion outside the door, German shouting and banging on the door. Joe and Mark burst through, pushing me into the bathroom. “Keep the lad in here until I tell you its safe to get out. These idiots want to see the baby.” I nodded and locked the door when he ran out, Abigail looking at Mark with wild eyes before he pursued our brother.

After a while, there came silence and a small knock from the door. “Y/N, come on out.” Mark’s voice sounded from the other side of the door. I opened it and saw the anger on his face. They were all seated in the locker room. All four members of Imperium and Wolfgang, Joe and Abigail were sitting around the table, Mark placing his huge hand on the small of my back.

Fabian jumped up but Wolfgang shot up to block his way. “Remember the deal Aichner. You get to see him but not too close.” I panicked once again and held Marco tighter to my chest. “You had a baby and didn’t tell us, Y/N? Why would you disappear like that?” Marcel spoke up while everyone just stared at the baby in my arms, smiling at all of them. “He looks just like you.” Walter pointed out to Fabian, who was focused on the giggling little human.

“He’s mine? Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve been there to help you during the pregnancy, I missed his birth! I missed the visits to the doctor!” I felt like bursting into tears. “I- I thought that you would want to take him away from me. I didn’t want you to know because I was scared.” I whispered and all eyes were on me in an instant. “Why would he do something like that Y/N?” Wolfe asked and Joe stood up, taking Marco from me and carefully putting him on the table in front of them to see.

I took a seat with them as Mark followed suit, sitting next to me, positioning himself in between me and his wife. “Our father tried to take us away from our mother when we were kids. So my mother tried to keep us a secret from the rest of the family afterwards scared that my father would come back for us.” Joe said as Fabian leaned froward, Marko grabbing his fingers and giggling as he pulled him close.

“I kept all of the ultra sounds and had videos made of my doctor’s appointments and the birth… SO when Y/N was ready, she could give them to you.” My sister-in-law spoke, Fabian looking over at her then at Marko. Marko had Fabian’s finger in his mouth, drool all over his hand. “Can I see it?” He asked and I obediently walked over to the little black case that I carried around with me. I handed it to him, and Marcel opened it, taking out the contents and handing them over to Fabian. Inside, photos of my scans, when Marko was born, Marko wearing an Italian supporter’s outfit that Mark bought him, a photo of Marko next to the Imperium flag I was gifted.

“I want the two of you to move in with me.” Fabian said while rocking Marko to sleep. I sucked in a breathe as I saw Joe tense up. “Its alright Joseph. He’s Marko dad, he has the right to have him around.” Wolfgang tried to calm him down while I held onto Joe’s hand. “You knew this was going to happen sooner or later Joe. We have to move.”

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