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igncrxntripley · 1 year

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their secret weapon pt. 9

synopsis: finn begins the process of getting himself out of the dog house...but will he succeed?

a/n: Y’ALL???? THE ABSOLUTE WORKOUT I WENT THROUGH WRITING THIS THING...AND THE MINDFUCK OF A STORY I HAVE PLANNED...

mentions: NSFW 18+, poly!judgement day, minor descriptions of violence in matches, fem!reader, bottom!reader, top!finn, kissing, grinding, penetration, cumshot on reader, scratching, clawing, leaving marks,

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the next time the judgement day was set to compete, it was a mixed tag team match for a taping of smackdown. the fivesome had spoken a bit since the catastrophe that was finn’s match against johnny, but it had been a minute since they had all been together as a whole group. someone was always with y/n to make sure she was okay and had what we needed, but y/n and finn hadn’t said so much of a word.

that was all about to change, though.

officials gave finn the opportunity to pick which of the girls he wanted as his partner for the match; damian and dominik would have their own segment later in the night, so they weren’t going to be competing in this match. but they were all on the same page in assuming rhea would be the one to go into this tag match with finn. they were all in the dressing room, and rhea started grabbing her things to get ready. “i’ll be ready shortly, finn-”

the irishman cut her off with a gentle shake of his head. “no need, love. i was going to ask y/n if she’d go with me.” he said, his voice almost shy as he said those words. he was met with looks of shock from all four of his partners, especially y/n, who was confused he even wanted anything to do with her. she wasn’t so much injured from the fall she took through the table during finn’s last match and was cleared to compete, but she still didn’t think finn would pick her.

why is he asking me to do this? she thought to herself. didn’t he just believe that i wasn’t loyal? that i couldn’t do this?

finn stepped closer to y/n and sat across from her spot on the couch. “love, i know you’re probably still pissed at me, and that’s understandable.” he began softly, looking at her with the most sincere look he’d managed in a long time. “but i know you’re going to kick ass and be amazing. you deserve this opportunity.” finn said.

y/n blinked, still in slight shock, her other partners scattered around the room and looking at her and finn with just as much surprise. but she took a minute to think through finn’s words; if she was going to prove herself in the ring, this was her moment to do so. it was no longer about proving herself to finn and her partners, though. this was about proving to herself that she was worthy of this spot in the judgement day.

after thinking through finn’s offer one more time, his own face practically pleading with her to accept, she gave a small nod and stood up from her seat. “let me get dressed.” she said softly, grabbing her bag and heading into the bathroom. once she was gone, though, the rest of the judgement day was about to pounce on finn.

he put his hands up in defense. “i know, i know.” he said; he’d already expected them to be pissed and have questions, but finn was prepared. “but i have a plan. i have to start somewhere.” he said in a hushed voice.

“and what the fuck is this plan, huh?” dominik began, his voice just as hushed. “because the last time you had a plan, she took a fall through a table for us.”

finn ran his hands over his face. “and i feel like shit about it. i’m going to talk to her after the match, but i just...i just need to give her this opportunity.” he bit his lip. “it’s not about me. it’s about her.”

everyone looked back and forth, waiting for someone to be the first to say something. eventually damian was the first to speak up, and he let out a soft sigh before looking at finn. “if anything happens to her-”

“i won’t let that happen.” finn interrupted. and for some reason, for the first time in a long time, the judgement day believed every word he said. this was a different finn than they had known when y/n first joined the judgement day; this was the old finn. the one they all fell in love with and had missed after these last few weeks. they just hoped he stuck to his word.

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y/n and zelina began the match once everyone was out in the ring, and they did not waste any time in giving the other a piece of their minds. they both had a lot of fight in them, and y/n was nowhere near giving up. but being in matches like this was exhausting, and it showed on her face when she was getting tired. but every time it showed, finn nodded his head at y/n and cheered her on. “you got it, love. you can do it.” he’d say, holding his hand out in case she was ready to make the tag. for once he was letting y/n take things at her own pace - a much different attitude than what they’d all seen as of late.

after a couple more turns tagging in and out, the match was reaching its climax and the crowd was reacting to everything they did. finn and santos had ended up outside of the ring, while zelina and y/n were tangled up on the ringpost. the two began climbing up the ropes until they were on the top turnbuckle, and it was clear y/n was looking for a move that would take both of them back to the mat so she could end the match. zelina, however, had other plans.

she began shoving and pushing y/n in hopes of getting her away, but one of those harsh shoves was enough for y/n to lose her footing on the turnbuckle. disaster had struck, her body falling to the ground below her and y/n yelped as she braced for impact.

to her surprise, though...y/n never felt the ache in her body after hitting the outside of the ring.

instead, she felt herself get caught into a pair of muscular arms that held her close to her body. y/n opened her eyes to see the caring gaze of her favorite irishman - a man who promised himself he’d never let her fall and get hurt as long as he could control it. finn smiled down at her as the crowd cheered around them. “i’ve got you, doll. i’m here.” he said softly to her which made y/n smile up at him.

the confidence only continued to soar through her body as finn gave her one more smile before sliding her back in the ring. y/n was able to bring zelina back down to the ring to deliver a finisher and submission move, and it was only a matter of time before zelina was crying out to end the match and tapping the mat to hopefully get some kind of relief.

finn rejoiced in the ring with y/n; his arms wrapped around her body in a tight hug, smiles on both of their faces at the realization that they were finally able to work together to accomplish something. but finn knew his plan was only beginning and that he still had some other tasks to complete.

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the winners were met in their dressing room with cheers and hugs from their other three partners. they had all watched from backstage as well, just as shocked as y/n and finn were that they were able to get through the match without choking one another.

while rhea and dominik wrapped their arms around finn, y/n jumped into the safe arms of the punisher and hugged him tight. “good girl, mi amor.” he whispered in her ear, giving the skin below it a gentle kiss as dominik couldn’t stop placing kisses all over finn’s face.

“so proud of the both of you!” the youngest member told his partners, making rhea laugh and give finn her own kiss. “just glad you two behaved.” she whispered, giving finn one more look.

finn recognized the look on rhea’s face, and he nodded in response. he knew he needed to continue this conversation with y/n, so he gently kicked out the other three to get ready for their own segment and reached for y/n’s hand. “come sit with me, my love.” he told y/n softly.

she obliged, sitting next to finn on the couh and gently holding his hand. their fingers danced with one another as she practically avoided all eye contact with him. it hurt him to see just how much she wanted to avoid looking at him, but he knew he needed to be persistent with her. his lanky fingers gently brushed against her chin, the same spot that once had a dark bruise from the kick she received due to his foolishness, and he tucked some hair behind her ear. “i meant every word i said out there, you know?” finn asked y/n softly.

y/n blushed against the feeling of his fingers. the way he spoke to her...no one, not even brooks, had managed to be this gentle and compassionate with her. it was as if finn worried she would break if he was even the slightest bit harsh. y/n had almost convinced herself she didn’t deserve it, but she quickly shifted her focus away from those thoughts. she was silent in response to his question; almost like...like she didn’t have the words for him. but finn wasn’t going to let this slide away from him.

“i promise i meant it.” he said quietly. “just like i mean i’m sorry for everything that’s happened.” finn watched her face the entire time he spoke, waiting for some kind of reaction. but she kept herself still and patiently anticipated his next words. “i never wanted you to get hurt, or to doubt yourself, or to think i never cared about you. you’re our girl, my love. and i just...i didn’t realize that what i thought was tough love actually was causing more harm.”

she bit her lip at finn’s words, watching him as she could’ve sworn finn teared up as he spoke. the realization had hit him that he messed up, and now y/n was watching finn work through that and do his best to make up for what he’d done.

finn squeezed her hand again. “i know you might still be upset with me, and that’s okay.” he said softly. “but please, baby. i’ll...i’ll do anything, love.” he brushed her hair from y/n’s face again, and her next move was shocking but the move exhilarating thing he’d felt in a long time.

y/n leaned in and kissed finn, the most gentle yet passionate kiss she could have managed in that moment, and let it linger for a couple of minutes. when she pulled back, their noses brushed against one another and she was finally able to give finn a small smile. “you’ll do anything?” y/n whispered.

she could see the glint in finn’s eyes; something flickered at her words, and he didn’t think twice before pulling her closer and nodding. “anything.” he confirmed. her next sentence sent chills down finn’s spine, and he could’ve sworn he blacked out from pure ecstasy at y/n’s words alone.

“then show me how much you love me.”

finn didn’t need to be told twice; his arms wrapped around y/n’s body and he easily flipped the two of them over so he could straddle her on the couch. “don’t have to ask me twice.” he whispered against her lips as his own mouth moved synchronously with hers. their hands wandered over each other’s body, both still slightly sweater and in ring gear, and they both giggled like fools as this was the first time in days either one of them had felt one another.

y/n grabbed the waistband of finn’s pants and slowly pulled them down his legs. “we have to be quick,” she said breathlessly between kisses. “they’re going to be back eventually.”

finn chuckled and moved his head down to kiss her neck. “nothin’ they haven’t seen before, peach.” he said. his own hands seamlessly pulled y/n’s shorts and tights off of her legs. their bare hips slowly started to move against one another’s effortlessly, not missing a beat even though they’d been physically been apart for days. y/n’s hand held the back of finn’s head as a small moan left her lips - he just always knew what spots to hit with her - and her manicured fingers tangled in his short hair.

the cheeky bastard that finn was took one look at y/n’s shirt - his own merch that she cut into a crop top - and smirked to himself as he made no effort to remove it. “i’d love nothing more than to make you moan my name while you wear my clothes.” he mumbled.

y/n couldn’t even begin to explain the surge of electricity that ran through her body at finn’s words. she wrapped her legs around his waist in an effort to keep him right there where he was (and where she felt he belonged). “god, i love you but i need you so badly.” she whimpered, making finn laugh as he continued to gently grind against her entrance.

finn could feel how excited she was; not only could he sense the goosebumps all over her body and the chemistry between the two of them, but the arousal between her legs grew the longer they moved and kissed. he himself was growing slightly impatient, but finn also wanted to behave and make sure y/n was being taken care of the way she deserved.

that self control only lasted a few more minutes though, because as her desperate whines and moans grew louder finn couldn’t help but give y/n what she’d been relentlessly begging for in his ear. with his lips pressed to hers in a sweet kiss, finn slowly pushed himself in y/n’s entrance and gave her a few moments to adjust. “that’s my girl...” he whispered as she moaned, pulling his body closer in an effort to have finn as connected to her body as possible.

the two of them moaned against one another’s lips and skin once finn began to move his hips. y/n’s manicured nails lightly scratched down his back - just as she’d done to all of their partners - and finn’s lips once again left another mark at the juncture of her shoulder and neck. “baby...fuck, finn. i need you.” she moaned quietly.

finn sped up his thrusts at those words alone. “i’m here, my love. i’ve got you.” he whispered right back as he got her closer and closer to her release. before either of them had even processed it, y/n reached her climax and tightened her grip on finn’s body in response. she went rigid, her thighs trembling and a loud moan leaving her lips. “fuck! oh, fuck! finn!” she begged.

the irishman shushed her with a kiss, helping her ride it out and finish until she was starting to catch her breath. finn slowly pulled out to her protest, but stayed kneeled between her legs as he continued to stroke his cock. “stay right there for me, love.” he said, a gentle hand on y/n’s thigh as he finished on her thighs. if finn was anything, he was smart about this type of stuff.

y/n smiled as she watched him, wasting no time in pulling him back down into another kiss. the two caught their breath as they continued to exchange gentle kisses, occasionally giggling and wiping some sweat from their foreheads. but the unmistakable sound of the door to the dressing room opening alerted both of them, and their other three partners entered the room with wide eyes.

“oh my god-” dominik mumbled, putting a hand over his eyes as if not to violate what had already been seen. rhea rolled her eyes at him and closed the door so they could all get inside without exposing anymore of finn and y/n’s indecency.

“i take it you two finally made up?” the australian mumbled, making y/n giggle and hide in finn’s shoulder.

finn smirked as well and kissed y/n’s forehead. “i guess you could say that.” for once, everything between the fivesome was okay. there was no more weird energy, no more worries over anyone being upset...things were okay. but how long would they stay that way?

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daddyhausen · 1 year

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{ y’all brought this upon yourselves istg. this is your fault @pxnkgirlie }

• heat — demon balor •

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{ masterlist } | { wwe masterlist } | { finn balor masterlist }

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{ summary } — balor was in heat needed his frustrations dealt with, he set his sights on the first little bunny he saw, that being you

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, a/b/o { kinda?? it’s mostly balor being in heat }, cnc, breeding kink, home invasion, monster fucking, restraints, rough sex, somnophilia, male orgasm, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie

{ word count } — 867

{ pairing } — fem!reader x demon balor

{ genre } — smut

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it was that time again. where the heat warmed his loins, he became insatiable, desperate, where he crawled about his hands and knees like a wild animal in search of a hole to fill. the moon’s glow rained down across his skin, painting the patches of flesh exposed to it in silver-grey stripes, despite enjoying the night he kept close to the shadows so as to not alert anyone in such a peaceful suburbia, one he would very much disrupt with his mere presence.

a scent had carried him here, unbenounced to him as he seemingly snapped out of his animalistic trance, finally coming to in order to observe his surroundings for a moment. the houses all looked the same, a mere copy and paste of white and beige, the same pristine picket fence lined their front yards, the lack of individuality made balor’s stomach curl with disdain. the scent had picked up again, a brisk wind had elevated it, it was sweeter, richer than the last. balor twitched with excitement, the vine-like tendrils protruding from his back fluttered softly along with the breeze, his cock grew hard between his exposed thighs. the scent was close, maybe two or three houses over. he had never experienced such a sweet scent, he had sampled a few that could run in close second but by god that held nothing on this sweetness

he followed slowly, his knuckles leading his strides, carefully weaving through bushes and other shrubbery, making sure to keep himself hidden, sticking as close to the walls and the floor. soft grunts caught in his chest, his cock throbbing with such dispair, his seed already glossing the tip, slowly beginning to leak down his shaft. balor was beside himself, his heat had never been this bad, he’s never gotten off this quickly just by a scent. maybe he was losing his mind, or what was left of it at least. balor stuck up his nose, inhaling deeply as the scent grew more prominent. he found himself in front of the house it was permeating from. balor licked his lips feverishly, tongue hanging out past it has he scaled the side wall of the house, realising the origin of the sweetness was coming from the second floor. he peeked through the window, squinting his eyes to gain a clearer vision, he noticed a sleeping figure, sprawled out across the bed, the same scent radiating from between your thighs.

the warm summer air proved fruitful for balor as he noticed your body void of any clothing, such a welcoming invitation. balor’s cock leaked with anticipation, finally his frustrations were going to be dealt with. slowly, he pried open the latch of the window, slipping inside without so much as a word. he crawled over to the foot of your bed, admiring how wet your cunt was. you must have been touching yourself, it would explain why your scent was so strong.

his weight made a slight dip in the mattress, one that made you stir in your sleep in a minor way. balor was quick to act, the tendrils had a mind of their own, two wrapping around your ankles tightly, prying your legs apart, balor inhaled your scent deeply before the tendrils mimicked the same actions as before, wrapping tightly around your wrists this time securing them behind your back balor’s cock was flushed with arousal, teasing your dripping folds with the tip, surprised slightly at how slick your little pussy was. his breath became heavy, growls catching in his parched throat as he slowly filled you up, adoring the way your confused whimpers sounded as he stretched your walls.

“shhh, little bunny…” balor reached around, stuffing your mouth with your ruined panties which you’d discarded by your side previously.

“balor needs to breed you…” your soft whines flooded his senses, feeling like he was drowning in arousal as he gave the first, rough thrust. he had been waiting days for this, he definitely was not going to waste it by going easy on you. he bottomed out, remaining deep inside as he watched your hips squirm back against his cock, completely unaware you were being taken advantage of, nor that it was by a being that was otherworldly. still, your cunt continued to slick his cock with your wetness.

he began to move, rough and fast as he pounded into you. he was feral, unhinged, just so enthralled to finally bury his cock deep in a cunt. spit began to gather around the corners of your mouth, dripping down your chin, staining your sheets, continuing to remain blissfully unaware of your situation. balor became even more frantic, his cock twitched inside your warmth. he could feel the clench of your sweet pussy around his size, god…even as you were so unaware, your cunt dripped for him. balor did not hesitate to fill you up, pumping you with rope after rope of his hot seed, breeding your fertile hole in the process. he’s even caught you whimpering at the sensation.

he pulled out, admiring the sight of his cum leaking from between your thighs. he knew he would need to fill you up more than once

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gremlintheslut · 8 months

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Forever theirs

Chapter 8 sleepy time trouble

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Warning can't be fucked you know whats going on

Not much happened after I woke up. I woke up at around 5:30 which was much later than they wanted me up. We sat down and watched tv for the rest of the day because they didn't want me to get hyper so close to bedtime.

Now here I am lying in our big bed tears of frustration run down my face as I try to think of ways to fall asleep. I can't think of anything. My daddies would know. My mommy would know. But they're asleep and I'm not waking them up. I don't feel tired at all and I begin to think about what will happen in the morning.

They said they'd poured water on dom before what if I finally fall asleep and I wake soaking and cold because I didn't get up? I cover my mouth as sobs wrack through my body. What if they spank me? There was an empty high chair maybe they had someone else before and they killed them.

They're gonna be so mad. "sweetie what's wrong?" I hear rhea ask in a tone I've never heard before. She pulls me towards her and I rest my head on her shoulder and let her hold me. She shushes me and I lay there crying for minutes on end. I finally stop sobbing but tears are flowing and I know my voice will be unsteady.

"tell me what's wrong please?" she says generally worried for me. She wanted to wake up the others but she thought it might have been a nightmare so she decided against it. "I've tried everything I can't sleep please don't be mad," I say expecting her to yell at me or hit me.

But instead, she squeezes me tighter. Not like trying to crush you tight but a soft reassuring tight. "keep trying for me, sweetie. It's okay if you can't and please wake me up if you can't soon" she asks sweetly. I look up at her shocked. She kisses me good night before closing her eyes. The tears finally stop and I rest my head on her chest and close my eyes.

It's easy to relax knowing she won't let me be punished in the morning but there's not a tired bone in my body. I lay there trying for roughly an hour before the tears start again. I tug on rhea's shirt a bit before I hear her speak. "you okay sweetie?" her hand lifting to my face and wiping my tears with her thumb. "can't sleep, mommy" I mumble trying to stop her from hearing the wavering in my voice.

"Why don't we go downstairs and get you a little snack or something?" she says not wanting me to fall asleep sad if I fall asleep at all thinking it might give me nightmares. I nod my head and she picks me up. I wrap my arms and legs around her and hang off the front of her. Of course, she's actually holding my body weight up by holding my thighs but still.

The feeling of being carried is kind of making my eyelids heavy. We make our way down to the kitchen and rhea opens the fridge. She looks down at me as if waiting for an answer. I turn my head and look at the contents of the fridge. I can see the blood pouches Rhea and Dom were drinking before. But, It's also filled with my favorites but I make grabie hands at my favorite of all time as it is out of reach.

Mommy gets it for me and we sit down. I sit happily in her lap eating my food. "are you still sore, baby?" she asks. I blush and look at the corner of the room. After a few seconds of her waiting and me staring out the corner of the room motionless. She reaches down and cups her hand over my pussy before squeezing. I squirm in pain as I was still incredibly sore. "yes" she answers for me and I begin eating again.

Once I'm finished I put my dish/rubbish on the table. Rhea grabs it and puts it away. She starts walking upstairs and I rest my head on her chest and close my eyes. She looks down at me lovingly as we make our way to the bed. She lays down with me. I feel my tiredness slip away but I don't say anything and she falls asleep.

After a few hours of laying there motionless, my tears feel never-ending. At around 4 am and I tug on rhea's shirt again. "still can't sleep, baby?" she asks softly and I shake my head. "I was kinda tired when you were walking around with me" I mumble not wanting to bother her. "I can walk around with you till you fall asleep. Is that what you want mommy to do?" she asks and I nod my head. "yes, please mommy"

She gets out of bed and walks around with me. My eyelids are heavy but I still can't sleep. We hear mumbling and shuffling coming from the bedroom. Rhea stops walking and instead rocks me back and forth. "what are you two doing," Finn asks groggily as he stumbles out of the room.

"she can't sleep so I took her down to have a snack thinking maybe it would tire her just a little so she could sleep but she said me carrying her around was making her tired" rhea responds. "I think she likes being rocked more," he says.

Rhea gives him a questioning look and he points at me. I'm half asleep my eyes are barely open and I'm clearly trying to stay awake so I don't miss anything. Rhea chuckles at my cute face. "close your eyes, Finn's going to bed and I'll go to bed when you have" she says and I listen. I feel someone kiss my head followed by Finn saying good night rhea does the same. "good night mommy, good night daddy" I say putting my head on rhea's chest.

"wait" my head shoots up as I call out to Finn. "tell daddies good night for me," I ask and he smiles at me. "I will," he says turning back around towards the bedroom. I put my head back down and close my eyes. I am completely at peace as my mommy rocks me to sleep.

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aalyssah · 7 months

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Start A Family With You

Pairing: Finn Balor x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Baby Making, Fluff, Oral, (Reader Receiving), Praise, Soft Sex, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 2,331

Summary: After babysitting Becky and Seth's baby, it makes you and Finn realize you're ready for that life.

A/N: Someone asked me for a Finn fluff on Wattpad, so here it is. Hope You Enjoy!

When you and Finn got the call from your friend Becky asking to watch their daughter Roux, you instantly said yes.

You and Finn are so close with the two of them, there was no way you could say no. The knock at the door made you get up, opening the door to see Becky and Seth dressed beautifully with Roux on Becky's hip.

"Hey guys!" You stepped aside, letting them come in. Finn greeted them, taking Roux in his arms. "Thank you so much for doing this. We can take her if y'all don't-" You were quick to shut Becky up. "Nope, stop talking. We are going to watch Roux and y'all are gonna go out and have a good time together."

Seth smiled, nodding his head. "I have to agree with her babe." Becky rolled her eyes at her husband. "Okay, fine. I packed some juice and snacks in her bag, let her down for a nap for exactly 30 minutes, then wake her up and-"

You playfully leaned over and covered her mouth. "Becky I swear if you don't stop talking I'll slap you. Go with Seth, have a good time, and don't be back until after 9!" Becky chuckled. "Okay Mom." They waved goodbye, leaving to the car before pulling out the driveway.

You closed the door, turning back to Finn. You smiled seeing Roux in his arms, playing with the collar of his shirt. "Okay, let's do this." You grabbed the bag and began putting the stuff up. Y'all played with Roux, stringing over 5 toys out the living room.

Roux loved you both, giggling at you and Finn. You put on a show, attempting to teach Roux her ABC's. She sang the song, you and Finn clapping every time she said the letters right.

Every time you weren't watching Finn would look at you with so much love and adoration, smiling wide and you and Roux played together. He helped when needed, but for the most part he watched.

You wanted to do this mostly by yourself because you agreed to this. You basically agreed and then told Finn last minute. He wasn't gonna deny having Roux over, but he would've never thought you would be the one to deal with kids.

It was 9:27 and that was time for you to feed Roux before putting her down for a small nap before her parents got back. So, you went to the kitchen and pulled out some crackers and juice.

She ate like a big girl, with you giving her praises. "Oh, pick up the crumbs. They can attract many little insects and bugs!" You said, tickling her. Finn smiled, seeing how well you were with her.

You both watched a show as she ate, her head drooping against your shoulder. You noticed and quickly scooped her up, bringing her to your bedroom. You gently placed her under the covers, tucking her in.

You stood there for a second, looking at her sleep so peacefully. You jumped at the sound of a small laugh, turning around quickly. Finn stood there, looking at you both.

You silently left the room, meeting up with him in the living room. "God she was so good today. I thought this would be hard!" You exclaimed, cleaning up a little. You picked up the plates, juice cup and brought it to the kitchen.

Finn stopped you, taking the stuff from your hands. "Hey, you did a lot today, go sit down and relax." You let him take the stuff away with a huff. "Dang, I can't even clean the house! I feel like I'm pregnant and can't do anything." You playfully joked, but the look Finn gave you was different from any other time.

There was an expression you couldn't read. Finn washed the dishes, and cleaned the toys, packing it back in the bag. You both sat on the couch, waiting for Becky and Seth to come.

*Knock, Knock, Knock*

You got up and opened the door with a smile. "Hey, y'all had fun?" Becky nodded her head. "Yeah, I'm glad I listened to y'all. It's been a minute since we had alone time." Finn came from behind you with a sleepy Roux, in his hands.

"Hey baby." Becky said, taking her in her arms.

Roux clinged to her Mom, hugging her, and giving grabby hands to her Dad. You smiled at the interaction with the child, wiping a fake tear away. "She was so good today. Taught her some ABC's, we watched TV, played, and she ate some crackers, so you might have to feed her something."

Becky took note of that, handing Roux to Seth. "Uh, Seth, I can help ya with the bag while you take Roux." Finn suggested, leaving you and Becky alone.

You and Becky went to the kitchen, sitting at the island. "Man, when I say y'all got a great daughter I mean it! She's so pretty and so well behaved. I didn't have one problem with her." Becky listened to you speak, smiling at your words.

"Y/n, you and Finn ever talked about having kids? You would be a great mother!" Her question made you freeze. You haven't really thought of that, but now that she's saying something, it's making you think otherwise.

"Well in the beginning of our relationship, yeah I did, but with our schedules so hectic and plus I'm 34, don't you think that's a little too late?" Becky's eyes grew wide. "Late? Oh god no Y/n, that's perfect. I had Roux at 33 and she's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

You took in her words. "Do you want a child?" You stayed silent, but nodded your head. You weren't one to talk about your feelings much, but watching Roux sparked something inside you.

You wanted that future.

"Then talk to him. I'm sure Finn will say yes. The way he looks at you says it all." Just then, the door opened back up, you and Becky ending the conversation. Finn came around the corner with a nervous look on his face. "Seth's waiting for you." Finn informed Becky.

Becky stood up, waking to the door. She gave you one last basically saying, 'talk to him.' The door closed and locked, you and Finn sitting in silence. You were first to get up, trying to walk to the room, but Finn stopped you.

"Baby, can we talk?" You froze in your spot with a small nod. You both walked to the bedroom, sitting on the bed. "I just wanna talk to you about something." He started off.

"First off I wanna say you don't have to agree with this, I'm just suggesting something." He paused, grabbing your hand, rubbing circles on your knuckles.

"We've been together for over 10 years now and I think it's time we brought another human into the world. Now you don't have to, it's your body, your decision, but I want a baby, I want a kid that we can love, cherish, and protect, and I want it with you."

You listened to his words, tears brimming your eyes. "I'll give you time to think about it, but I'm ready. The way you handled Roux today, made me see something. You would be an great mother, I want that with you, but like I said, it's your decision."

Finn finally let go of you, getting ready to stand up, but you grabbed his arm. "Babe." You whispered. "I want that too. I want a baby." Finn quickly leaned down, engulfing you in a hug. You felt something wet on your neck, tears from Finn.

He held you gently before pulling back. "You wanna try tonight?" You nodded your head, pulling him down on the bed. You both were in a soft kiss, Finn’s hands trailing up and down your body.

He quickly removed your clothes, placing kisses along your body. You moaned, closing your eyes and laying back. Finn was kissing down from your neck to your stomach. “Can’t wait for someone to be inside here.”

You both shared a small laugh, but was soon cut off when Finn came down, and rubbed his finger through your folds.

You looked down at him, seeing him laying between your legs. “You don’t have to Finn. We can just get into it.” Finn shook his head, leaning down towards your cunt.

“I want to. You’re the one who’s gonna be carrying our baby. I can at least worship you while you’re free.” He said before diving in. He placed small kisses on your thigh, teasing your entrance before finally matching in.

His mouth sucked at your clit and entrance while you moaned out loudly. Your hands came to his hair, pulling and tugging at it. Finn looked up at you, all while still lapping at your cunt. You threw your head back at the sigh, feeling hit.

Finn reached up and pushed two fingers in, groaning at the wet gushing sound your pussy made. “Oh shit!” You cursed, feeling more pleasure erupt in your body. Finn suckled your clit while his fingers repeatedly pulled in and out of you.

You gushed around his fingers, your juices spilling on his tongue and Finn took it all. After one last lick he pulled back, missing the taste of you. You instantly pulled him up for a sloppy kiss, your juices now on your tongue.

Finn pulled back quickly, stripping from his sweats and boxers. He was already hard as stroked himself. You reached to jerk his cock, ready to suck him off, but he stopped you. “No baby, I just told you this is about you and your body. Let me make you feel good.”

He gently pushed you back and spread your legs, giving him full access to your body. He slowly pushed in, groaning at the feeling before falling forward and tucking his head in your neck. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

His thrust was slow and steady, not wanting to rush the orgasm. Finn held your body tightly as his cock moved in and out of you. Your hands were in his hair once more, tugging when specific thrusts felt good.

You both were silent except for the little moans and praises that came from you. Finn was whispering things in your ear such as; ‘You feel s’good’ and ‘Can’t wait to get you pregnant. The whole world will know about our little family.’ He said this while pressing kisses to your neck as an indication of love.

You could only moan and take in his words as he fucked you. He was making sure you could feel every thrust, every vein, every kiss being placed because he knows once y’all have a kid, it’s gonna be extremely hard to get with you. Especially if it’s a boy because he will definitely be a momma’s boy.

You moaned when his cock hit a spot deep inside you. “Right there?” You let out a pathetic whine, the heels of your feet digging into his ass, attempting to push him deeper. Finn chuckled, thrusting slightly harder, his tip hitting the area.

Your hands came around his waist, squeezing him tight. Finn’s lips came to yours, forcing his tongue down your throat. You both held onto each other for dear life as you felt your near coming.

You clenched around his cock, warning him how close you were. “You gonna cum?” You nodded your head, not being able to speak due to the pleasure he was putting you in.

“Then do it, baby. Cum for me.” Finn helped you out by rubbing your clit just how you liked it. Slow with a little pinch.Your body broke down a string of curse words flying from your mouth, but you didn’t know.

You didn’t know because your hearing turned dead as you came. Finn groaned at the feeling of your cunt harshly clenching down on him, his body growing tired.

He still kept up his pace, but it was much harder than before. Clapping noises began to form from your bodies as well as loud grunts from Finn. “I’m gonna cum, Love. Can’t hold it any longer.”

You rubbed your hands up and down his back soothingly. “Cum for me Finn. Make me a Momma and you a Daddy. Do it for me, for our future baby.” Finn could’ve swore he saw heaven for a second because his vision turned white as he came.

It was intense.

Y’all moaned it sync at the feeling of his cum shooting in you. It’s been almost 3 months since y’all had unprotected sex. Finn’s body relaxed after his intense orgasm, slowly thrusting in you to push his cum deeper inside.

You let out little moans here and there before Finn finally decided to pull out. He looked down at your falling cunt seeing small droplets of his cum threatening to spill out. You sat on the bed with your head against Finn’s chest.

He rubbed shapes on your thigh while silence took over the room. “I can’t wait to have a kid with you.” Finn confessed which made you think, why did he want one? “Babe, I was gonna ask you about having a kid, why’d you ask me first?” Finn let out a small chuckle.

“When I was helping Seth with the bags, I told him I was ready to take the next step with you and have a baby, but I didn’t know how to tell ya, so he told me to just talk to you about it and give ya an option.”

Now it was your turn to laugh. “Becky told me the same thing. Do you think they were planning this? Making us watch Roux and giving us baby fever?” Finn shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

“Well, if they did do it on purpose, I’m glad because I’m ready to start a family with you.”

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deepdisireslonging · 2 months

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A Throne Fit for a Queen

The Reader escapes her own birthday with her lover to see what gift he’s hidden away for her. They put it to use, learning together only the beginning of its capabilities.

Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader

Warnings/Promises: SMUT, sex chair, oral (female receiving), creampie, cw Food mention

Word Count: 2500

Note: Happy birthday to my writing bestie, @neversatisfiedgirl! This was going to be a quick smutty fluffy ficlet… and then I fell down a research hole. Happy reading!

It had been a well-meant gesture. Kenny had planned everything. Had been since the beginning of the year, seemingly more excited for your birthday than you or your own mother. We’re talking the venue, the cake, the pile of presents in one corner. And what felt like hundreds of your closest friends and family from across multiple wrestling companies. All gathered together for you. The extravagance awed you.

“I just completed another orbit around the sun. I’m not retiring,” you muttered under your breath. Still, a smile wasn’t far off as you watched the master of ceremonies pelt Damian with a series of streamers, hopelessly entangling his victim. You giggled behind your hand as Rhea tried to help him out.

Then warm hands slid around your middle. A lingering kiss nestled into the curve of your neck. When you hummed and leaned into the strong torso behind you, a growl answered.

“How’d you know it was me?”

“As if anyone else would dare to hold me like this.” You turned in his arms, draping your own across his shoulders to play with the short hairs at the base of his neck. “Finn, darling, what are you up to?”

He pursed his lips and looked up at the ceiling. “I can’t wish my best girl a happy birthday?”

“I suppose.” You dragged your teeth over your bottom lip. “Your best girl, huh? How many girls you got in reserve there, Cassanova?”

“Ha. Ha.” He gave your hips a squeeze. “Just one. Even if I tried to have other girls, they’d always be jealous about how much time and affection I lavish on you.”

“Good to hear.”

Finn smiled into the kiss you gave him, smirking when a few whistles and hoots tried to distract him. “Looks like this party’s in full swing. Would you like your present before Kenny pulls us back into the fray?”

You rolled your eyes. “You already gave me my presents. They were lovely. I really don’t need anything-“

“I know. But,” he bobbled his head with a sparkle in his eye, “I’ve got something else that I hope you can use year-round.”

Intriguing. All of his other presents had been wonderful. Just what you wished for. Apparently, he had been keeping a list whenever you mentioned needing or wanting something, and taking note of things you let linger through your hands while out shopping. You wondered what this one could be, and when you had wished for it. “What is it?”

“Do. You. Want. Your. Present?”

With a big sigh, you dragged out your answer, “yes.”

Off to one side, a flash of red hair darted behind Kevin Owens. A slice of cake splattered all over his face a second later. You’d have to find out later if it was Becky or Sami from one of the closer witnesses. If anyone hazarded to squeal. Finn used the distraction to his advantage. He took hold of your wrist, deftly dragging you through the crowd of laughing and partying guests, until you made the escape to a back hallway. Like a child about to get into infinite trouble, he looked both ways before crashing through a door with you.

The lighting was dim. But candles flickered all around the small space that was probably nothing more than a large closet.

“How-“

Finn cut off your question with a smoldering kiss that made your knees wobble. “Kenny asked me for tips about celebrating you, of course. Originally planned today as a surprise party-“

“Oh, dear-“

“Exactly. But I talked him out of it. And set up my own party space while he was directing everyone else.” His hands lingered up your sides, leaving tingling, hot trails in their wake. You whimpered into his mouth as his touch toyed with the flowy hem of your party dress. “Liking everything so far?”

“Mhmm.” You caught his bottom of lip between your teeth, sucking on it till he pulled himself away to bury his face in your cleavage. “So… I get to use you year-round?”

“Mhmm.”

Then you caught sight of what was in the center of the room. You had wondered if a “pinned-to-the-wall” quickie was the present. Not that it was a bad thing, but not usually Finn’s detailed style. But the centerpiece, that made a lot more sense. How in the world had he gotten that thing in here without anyone noticing?

Finn felt your breath stutter under his ministrations. He followed your gaze. “Oh, yes. That. You are always welcome to use me all year, but I figured maybe you could use and be used on something ornate enough to enthrone my Queen.”

It was a King Edward chair. You knew the one. Designed for the “playboy prince” of the Victorian era. Scholars still didn’t know all the positions that could be accomplished on it. Now that you had your own, and a willing partner to experiment with, maybe you could find out. Already your imagination was swirling with the possibilities. How Finn could take you with you spread across it. Or vise versa. Whereas the original was in white and gold with floral cushions, this one was black and silver with red cushions. The perfect private throne for a Demon King or his Queen.

But Finn wasn’t letting you move. He sank to his knees, pinning you against the door by your hips while his head disappeared under your dress. You covered your mouth as his nose pressed into the front of your sensible undergarments. He nipped your inner thigh for it.

“Everyone’s at the party. No one around to hear you.” With a chuckle, he peeked out from under the fabric. “Unless we really get into it.” From one kneecap to the next, he placed a gentle kiss on your skin. “Don’t hold back, m'aingeal. It’s your day and I want you to feel everything.”

You nodded, letting your hand drop to his hair. With the other, you held back your skirt to watch what he was doing to you. With a pleased hum, he again pressed his nose into your sex, nudging about before catching the fabric waistband with his teeth. His nails and teeth lightly scraped against your skin as he desperately worked to bare you to him. The sight of your slick made him ferocious. He hiked one of your legs over his shoulder. Then, he really began to work. Tongue and fingers. Humming and sucking. You leaned your head back against the door, panting and doing your best not to thrust into his face.

All the while, you could see the chair. A pleasurable threat. A dangerous promise.

“Getting close, féileacán?”

You were. But all you could do was moan an affirmation. Your release was approaching. Fluttering nearer with each curl of his fingers, or jolting you with a nip to your thigh.

He added another digit to the ones already stretching you out. Then, when his mouth enveloped you, you fell apart. Your fingers shakily dug into his scalp, making him groan and prolong your pleasure with the vibrations. Those vibrations told hold of your whole body. Your lungs quaked in their cage next to your frantically beating heart, aiding the spotting of your vision. Your other hand dropped your skirt, reaching above you to claw against the door. You were aware of his movements to bring you down slowly, and to bring himself back into the flickering light. But mostly you were trying to remember how to breathe.

Then he was kissing at the underside of your jaw. He smeared your skin with the essence he had just drawn from you.

“We-“ you licked your lips, “we need to go back-“

“Do you really think I was going to show you your present… and then not use it with you at least till one orgasm? Oh, leanbh,” he tugged on your waist, “we’re just getting started.”

That promise dragged a whimper from your soul.

But once you stood in front of the chair, you had to wonder: how were you supposed to… mount this thing? Tilting your head, you considered a few ways. Maybe if you climbed up on it first, you could rotate to lay on your back?

You had just leaned over it to do just that when Finn flicked up the back of your skirt and began to knead the globes of your seat.

“Forget that iced monstrosity out there,” he gave your ass a slap, “I’ve got the sweetest treat right here.”

Another few slaps helped you up, where you could turn to lay on your back. The foot rests (stirrups?) did help you keep your position instead of sliding off. But they also arched your legs *way* open. Finn’s brilliant blue eyes were enraptured by the sight. Unblinking, he ran his hands up and down your thighs. Like a moth to a flame, he drew closer until the bulge trapped in his jeans was close enough for your sex to feel the heat. He took hold of the grips standing up next to your ribs. His knuckles turned white, the only evidence how much this man was holding back from blowing his load from the view alone.

You sat up. And reached for his front button. His hands met yours there. Together, you raced to release his cock into the open. When it finally sprung free, he gave a gasp of relief. The eagerness of it, warm and stiff in your hand, made your mouth water. But leaned over you, making sure to place your hands on the grips firmly enough to tell you that you needed to hang on.

Murmuring filthy Irish curses under his breath, he toyed with you further by sliding his cock through your slick. The head bumped your clit from time to time, making you whine.

“Please. Don’t make me wait.”

“Of course not, Love. I just- hmm. I can’t get enough of you being so wet for me. So ready. Making those sounds of yours. Calling out for me like you do when you beg. But you’re right. I can’t make the birthday girl wait.”

Inch by glorious inch, he filled you. You fully leaned back into the chair, hanging onto the grips for dear life. When he was fully seated within you, and panting with the feel of you around his length, his own hands joined yours on the grips. Thankfully, he started slow. You would have flown apart instantly at that angle if he’d pounded into you immediate like he wanted to. Faintly you could hear the music of the party still going on beyond the walls. But soon, all you could focus on hearing was the slapping of Finn’s hips colliding with yours. His grunts and gasps as he speared deeper and deeper. Your own cries and jumbled words as you pleaded with him to move one way or the other. And the creaking of the chair. The faster he went, the more his hands slid down the grips until they rested over yours. That slightest contact of skin dazzled you.

“Please, please, please-“

Whatever you were begging for, Finn answered in full force. It didn’t take long, despite feeling like you’d been dangling on the edge of a precipice for an eternity, before Finn’s thrusts stuttered. He reached for your clit, thumbing over it until you were weeping his name. He watched, enraptured, as you came apart. Chest heaving. Hair plastered around your forehead. And he watched your lips murmuring like he was waiting.

Your grip on the bars faltered as he kept moving, chasing his own release. “Come on, mo rí diabhal. Fill me, possess me, like only you can-“

With a roar, he did just that. He pumped all he had to give into you. When he was finally spent, he fell over you, his head resting on your breasts.

Again, the distant drifting of the party sounds found you. And, despite the incredible desire to stay just where you were, curling your fingers into his hair, you eventually made the first move to leave. He groaned, irritated when he had to pull himself out of you. He fixed his pants, but stood in the way of your dismount. You cradled his head to your shoulder, wondering if he could still smell the post-orgasmic kiss he gave you earlier.

“We need to go back.”

“Yeah.”

“We smell like sex.” You shot him a playful frown when he seemed unperturbed. “What are going to tell people when they ask where we’ve been?”

“The truth.” He held your chin between his thumb and forefinger so you couldn’t avoid his gaze. “I had to give the birthday girl her present.”

Your eyebrows raised. “Oh? Just like that?”

“Just like that.”

“And if they ask what the present was?” You gripped his wrist, but he refused to budge.

“We’ll tell them, ‘what do you think’ and leave it at that.” He quickly kissed you before letting you go. “You don’t think I’d tell them about our new toy, did you?” He helped you off the chair and back into your panties, not missing an opportunity to feel you up again. “I would never. It’s our secret. Though we’ve got to end this shindig quick. I’m not through with you.”

You rolled your eyes, starting to wonder who the present was actually for. “No?”

“Not in the slightest. And it’s portable. I’m thinking about attaching wheels to the bottom so we can move it around.”

You startled. Then grinned. “It might look a little odd… rolling this thing around the airport.” You giggled when his surprised face matched yours at what he had insinuated.

“I was thinking-“ his voice cracked. After clearing his throat he tried again, “I was thinking about moving it to different rooms in the house.” He stepped close, once again pinning you to the door so he could whisper in your ear. “Perhaps tie you down to it. Cover those pretty eyes of yours so you’re disorientated. Only able to think about what I’ll do to you.” He snickered and stepped back. “But I like the way you think. Maybe I can borrow someone’s jet sometime and really take you higher than the mile-high club. Remember that flight to Toronto?”

Your pussy threatened to gush again with the memory. “Maybe.”

A wicked gleam filled his gaze. “Then let’s finish up this party quick so I can get you home.”

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Other Finn Fics:

Fright Club (Fluff)

The Forbidden Door (Stripper!Balor, Smut)

Dangerous (Smut) [Prince Devitt]

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Brats Have More Fun (Ch.4/?) (18+ Fic)

Disclaimer: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂

Pairing(s): Finn Balor/Fem. Reader

Summary: Bratty Reader has a tough day at work and takes it out on Finn. Sometimes punishments aren't what a bratty sub needs, and luckily Finn knows that...

Tag(s): 18+, bratting, Dom/sub dynamic, oral sex (f receiving), a bit of angst, fluff.

Chapter Word Count: 1,090

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I tried not to think about the incredibly shitty day I had at work today.

I really did.

But the second I got home to my boyfriend and Dom, Finn who had a couple of days off from his own job, I knew it was hopeless.

I was irritated with my now former boss and with the rest of the world, and Finn was unfortunately going to have to deal with it.

Still, I greeted my boyfriend when I walked into our home, kissing him on the lips and answering vaguely when he asked how work was.

Finn could tell that something was off. It was written all over our faces and Finn wasn’t having my attitude.

I didn’t wanna talk about it. I didn’t even wanna think about it.

But my brain and my mouth had other plans and Finn was going to get to the bottom of it.

“Grab me a water while you’re in there, babe.” He said as I walked towards our kitchen.

That… that set me off.

I usually took orders at work.

From customers, from my boss, etc.

So, for me, putting up a bit of a fight at home with my boyfriend/Dom felt like the most natural thing in the world.

But Finn would quickly realize that today was different.

I was looking for some release that I knew I should ask Finn for, but I just didn’t know how.

“Why don’t you get up and get it yourself?” I scoffed, immediately feeling terrible.

Yet secretly a spark of excitement erupted in my chest as I heard Finn’s footsteps immediately following me into the kitchen.

“What?” I heard him ask.

“You heard me, Sir. Get it your damned self. I’m not your maid.” I responded, shrugging as my defiant gaze met his stormy features.

“Who said anything about you being my ma-…” Finn trailed off, suddenly grabbing my wrists.

He practically dragged me to our room, quite literally kicking and screaming, before he picked up my wriggling body and carried me the rest of the way.

I let out a soft ‘oof’ as Finn deposited me unceremoniously onto the bed, both of us starting to pant as we struggled for control until he straddled my torso.

He had much more muscle than I did, and honestly, the day at work left me too exhausted to really put up a fight.

Another red flag for him.

“Are you ready to talk, love?” Finn asked softly, in a sweet tone I wasn’t really prepared for.

Shit.

No.

I could feel a knot in my throat, and I immediately cleared it away, willing my eyes not to water and Finn’s eyes softened even more, making me even angrier. But I knew it wasn’t gonna last.

“Talk about what, Finn?” I snapped but it was as half hearted as the warning Finn replied with.

“Enough… I know something’s wrong, darlin’. Was it your boss? Did he do something?” He asked and that opened up the floodgates.

Tears poured and poured from my eyes and onto the pillowcase at an alarming rate no matter how much I wiped my eyes once Finn let my wrists go.

He carefully lifted himself off my torso and pulled me closer to his chest and I felt myself melt almost immediately.

“…I quit. I couldn’t take his shit anymore, so I quit.” I finally confessed. “Now what the fuck am I gonna do? I hated that job- he was a raging dickhead but-“ I sobbed but Finn gently shushed me and kissed the crown of my head several times.

“Now, we’re gonna calm down, and you’re gonna relax-“ Finn said, his tone and gaze now playful as I shot up from his chest to look at him.

He never did take life all that seriously and that was partly why I was head over heels for him.

In this moment I needed the reminder that things would be fine. And that I did the right thing in quitting.

He chuckled, rubbing my arms and my back.

“Lay back, love.”

For once I did what I was told, though I was still slightly perturbed by the fact that I wasn’t being punished.

I let Finn peel off the pj’s I had changed into upon returning home early from work and I softly bit my lip as he slowly spread my legs, trailing soft kisses along my inner thighs and along my abdomen.

His beard grazed over my ticklish stomach, making it visibly flutter and causing him to smile.

I matched his smile as I looked down at him and I grasped one of his hands in mine, gasping softly as his mouth began to trail over my waiting pussy.

My eyes fluttered shut and my back arched as Finn’s tongue teased along the outside of my pussy before he brought his tongue up toward my clit and back again, chuckling as I let out a soft whine.

But I didn’t urge him forward.

No, I wanted to bask in this for once.

The slower pace felt like a nice change of pace despite my impatience, and I secretly loved the way Finn was taking care of me, making my accelerated thoughts settle and focus on something much, much better, and sweeter.

Him.

I sighed deeply, sinking into our bed as his mouth finally closed over my clit, sucking lightly even as his tongue began circling that little, tiny switch that made my toes curl.

“Fuck…” I whined, clutching Finn’s hand firmly with one hand and holding the back of his head with the other and he slowly and with all the patience in the world, tasted me.

“There we go… I know you need to destress, love, and I’m happy to do that for you.” he said, pulling his mouth away from between my legs momentarily and replacing it with his fingers.

I could feel his eyes on me without even looking and when I opened my eyes for all of a second and locked them with his.

My thighs trembled at the sight of Finn’s quirked lips as his fingers slowly pumped in out of my inviting pussy.

“I’m such a good Dom- such a good boyfriend. Aren’t I, baby?” Finn chuckled as my body began to writhe even more.

“The best...!” I moaned.

As I finally reached my peak with a choked off scream, a kaleidoscope of colors exploded behind my eyelids as Finn mouth slowly toyed with my clit once again, intensifying the onslaught of sensations coursing through my body…

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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HellRaisers

Pairing: Finn Balor x Fem Reader

Summary: The reader has been friends with Finn Balor since he created the Bullet Club, being one of its first members. Ending up in WWE together, Finn distances himself when the reader joins Judgement Day, but even she is surprised when Damian reveals to her that Finn is the newest member and they plan to overthrow Edge, reuniting once again…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Choking, rough sex)

Word Count: 2.6k

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

Joining Judgement Day sure was interesting. Edge had a different way of thinking in the aspect of wrestling now. I felt honored that he chose me to join and a new member was coming along? It really had Damian and me thinking.

Edge was handling things and I had a feeling we were going to get our hands dirty, so I was gearing up, finishing tying my boots when Damian walked in.

"So, do you know who the new member is?" I smiled up at him; I was never patient and hated waiting for surprises and when he smiled back, he sure knew:

"Brought him along with me actually."

"Oh yeah?" I smiled, looking past him as the door opened, freezing in my seat when Finn Balor walked in.

This was weird. For the past few weeks, we have been kicking his ass along with AJ Styles. Now, he was joining us? I needed an explanation, trying to say that with my quick glance at Damian.

"I know," He stood alongside Finn, "You're confused, but there's a reason why Finn is joining us."

I had no words. Finn and I had a long history. When he created the Bullet Club, I was one of the very first to join. We were best friends once upon a time, became distant but still were friends, all till I joined Judgement Day.

Once I joined, he turned into a ghost, enraged with me any time we crossed paths out there and now, he was joining us? Confused was exactly right.

"I know this wasn't what you were expecting," Finn fixed his jacket, being straightforward with me like he always was, "Tonight, we're taking over Judgement Day. We're taking Edge out."

"Damian," I shot up out of my chair, glaring at him, "What do you mean we're taking out Edge?"

"What happened to not letting anyone dictate your career, Y/N?" Finn stepped up to me, giving me a serious look and he wasn't kidding in the slightest, "Please tell me because that's exactly what Edge is doing."

"He's holding us back," Damian agreed, keeping me quiet and Finn continued:

"No one will limit us and if we join forces and get rid of that old man, just imagine all the things we could do."

I was always open-minded, listening to Finn's reasoning and he really topped the cake when he got a little closer, smiling and bringing back old memories:

"We made a promise to one another that we would take over any place we step foot in. We did it in Japan, NXT, and now, we're going to do it here. Hell, we could take over Raw and Smackdown. You know that we were a force to be reckoned with. It can be just like old times, but even better, Y/N."

Looking back at it, those were great times, peaks of my career, and Finn was right. No one dictated me. It was okay to have some partners in crime, but no one was going to guide me down a path except for myself.

"So," Finn wanted his answer, throwing up a too sweet and smiling, "Too sweet?"

Glancing between him and Damian, they were dead serious and they won me over, returning my smile back to Finn, giving him a too sweet, feeling so good to say once again:

"Too sweet, baby."

"Hell yeah," Damian had us all smiling, fist-bumping us, "Edge won't know what hit him."

We made sure we had a confirmed game plan before Finn left and we went back to meet Edge. I was fighting such a strong, devilish smile the whole time, blood pumping and holding back an adrenaline rush that I knew that I was going to get.

By the time we got out to the ring, waiting alongside Edge so he could introduce our new member, the crowd was very blown away when Finn's music hit. They all paid close attention when Finn made his way down, giving his explanation as to why he was there.

"I reached out to them last night after the show," Finn always gave me a look when things were about to go down and so, I got myself ready, "We realized that we have a lot more in common than we even realized and that is, we are tired of being told what to do."

I'm surprised that didn't give it all away at that moment, then Damian took the lead, our plan going into effect, saying to Edge:

"And I think now, we realized that in the time we spent with you, you told us to get rid of any limitation that would hold us back. We're ready. We are ready to shed the last bit of limitations holding us back..."

Damian turned to Finn and me with a smile, Finn and I reconnecting our devilish ways, smiling so evilly happy, Edge instantly knowing what was about to happen when Damian turned back to tell him:

"Which is you."

Before Edge could react, Damian clotheslined the life out of him, stomping him out, Finn and I gladly joining. After Damian delivered a nasty slam, we drug him to the corner for Finn to give him a coupe de gras, smiles on our faces, turning to the crowd to establish ourselves.

The crowd got rowdy again as Edge made it to his feet, Finn and Damian heading to the corner and beating him down, kicking him out while I hung on the ropes, instigating:

"Get 'em boys!"

They were really ready to take him out, Damian throwing him above his shoulders and sending him through the announce desk.

"Ya know what to do," Finn commanded, going off on Edge again and then throwing him into the ring while I grabbed three chairs.

Finn always had to get his dose in first, taking a piece of the chair, putting it in his mouth and choking him out with it, getting that big adrenaline rush that I was dying for, laughing in Edge's face while Finn yanked back harder:

"Want to try and control us now, Edge? Come on, answer me!"

Looking behind me, Damian had a chair in the middle of the ring, Finn dragging Edge over and putting his face in it. Security started rushing down, but I wasn't letting them even get near us, smacking one of them with a chair, scaring them all away and before more could come out, I ran over Edge, chair up in the air, and letting out a vicious roar, smacking his head with the chair and crushing it between the one against his face.

"That's my girl," Finn smiled bright at me, my chest heaving when delivering it back, reminding me of just who I was and I certainly wasn't anyone's puppet, making that known with the message we just sent.

Giving Finn a too sweet, we took the center ring, posing together and letting the world know that we were the true Judgement Day, feeling like I was in a flashback when Finn wrapped his arm around me, whispering to me:

"Haven't seen ya smile like that in a long time."

"You were so right," I looked up to those blue eyes, my heart racing even more than it already was, "No one dictates us."

"Exactly right," He kissed my temple softly, waving to Damian so we could head out, being little assholes, and waving goodbye to Edge who was being attended to by medical personnel.

Heading up the rampway, I started reminiscing about Finn, thinking of all the hell we raised throughout the years and I needed to know something, asking Damian softly with Finn ahead of us:

"Hope you don't mind, but can I have a moment with Finn? Alone?"

"Sure," He nodded, knowing we had history and I'm sure Finn heard me, taking my hand once we got backstage and Damian parted ways with us once we hit the locker room.

"Ya said that we needed a moment?" Finn hung up his jacket, but still listened to me, trying to be calm and make sure that I made sense:

"We're really a part of a team again?"

"What?" He laughed at me, "Ya think I have a trick up my sleeve or something? If I did, ya would know."

"I know," I thought deeply, "I was your right hand, Finn. I would know."

"Then why ask me that?" It was a stupid question truthfully, there was no going back after what we just did, but he understood, knowing me so well, becoming calm too and relating, "I understand. It all happened so quickly, I can tell ya blood was really pumping, ya still panting."

I didn't even realize that, staring into his eyes helped slow my breathing to a normal pace, letting him know more:

"It just-; I felt like I just got blasted into the past. I don't remember a time we raised hell like that."

"Felt so damn good," He snickered, "Can't wait to do more."

"Me too," I smiled, wanting to confirm by reminding him, "Had you putting kisses on me again. I know you were having a good time."

"Ain't the first time and won't be the last," He kissed my cheek and the long-missed feeling made my eyes close, shaking at his whisper, "Had an opportunity to be with my girl again and I wasn't losing it."

"Is that what this is all about?" I needed to know the truth and thankfully, Finn was always honest with me:

"Edge was using ya and I know ya better than anyone. We said that we would take over this place, but kept hitting roadblocks. This was an open, straight road that we could fly down. Won't lie to ya, I missed us. And we have the chance to be in charge along with it? Again, I couldn't lose this opportunity."

"A perfect opportunity," I agreed, my words having a double meaning and showing him that when I turned my nose, kissing him right on the lips.

We have shared a kiss before and it had been ages since then, both of us shaking with excitement while kissing back, more thoughts opening up as he whispered against my lips:

"And seeing ya all fired up like that? Only made my blood get hotter."

"I'll burn this whole place down if it turns you on," I giggled, kissing deeper and growling playfully, "You know that I know how to start a big fire."

"Better believe that I know," His chuckle was so dirty, hands yanking at my leather shorts, "Wanna set this room on fire?"

"What kind of question is that?" I toyed, stepped back to throw my top off and free my breasts, able to kick my feet out of my shoes, "You know we already planned on it."

"Love to see that ya can still read my mind," He smiled, doing the same with his loosened boots, stepping out of his trunks to be completely nude, and seeing him so sexy from head to toe made my knees weak, but also crazed me.

"Always have, always will," I breathed in before I lost all control, "Now, get over here and give it to me, baby."

We were like wild animals, all tongue in our kiss, arms wrapped around each other, rubbing and tugging, running through our hair and nearly falling from how fast we were trying to go, but finding a stable spot when he dropped to his knees, pressing my back into the floor.

"My oh my," He giggled when spreading my legs, cock learning how soaked my cunt was, having to tease me, "I really turned ya on out there."

"Have you seen yourself?" I hummed, pulling his beard softly to kiss, "I get wet just looking at you."

"Ya did call me the sexy devil for a reason," He picked his head up a little to see how my jaw dropped then clenched, my grip tightening as his tip split me, girth splitting me wider and filling me right up.

"That you are," My body fell so deep into pleasure, getting one more tease in before I was completely gone, "Might need some holy water after this."

"Oh, shut up," That did make him laugh a little, but he went right back to being animalistic, thrusting deep and drilling his hips into mine, "Much rather hear ya moaning."

Oh, he sure heard my moans, working his hips just right, upright on his knees to hold my legs up by the thighs, giving it to me harder to see just how loud I could get, having my eyes roll to the back of my head and throat strained a little from how high pitched my moans grew.

"You little devil, I swear," The pleasure was so good, but I loved letting him know how he could be with small shots, and damn it, he knew how to turn the tables on me, his voice alone increasing my wetness, let alone his hand on my throat, pulling me up a little to growl:

"If I'm the devil, then ya my little demon."

"I don't have a problem with that," I cooed, the swirl in my head giving me an out-of-this-world experience, with orgasm so close, my sinful side spoke for me, "Choke and fuck me harder."

"And ya say I'm the devil?" He chuckled, gladly listening and having me weak with the grip on my throat, mouth wide open and needing the air, but I didn't care a bit, only wanting that amazing, hard pound that made me ache.

"I have my moments," I got out with a quick breath, smiling brightly with my eyes rolling again, the lack of air having me gasping, harder and harder at the feeling of my walls clenching death grip, hearing our wet skin slapping, sweet spot about ruined and couldn't take much more without a waterfall coming out of me.

"Bout to have a great one," He still had an arm on my thigh, leaning down and pushing my leg clear down to the floor, growling in his kiss, "Cum for me. I know it's happening."

"I am!" I was getting woozy, but all of the pleasure, heat, and stings were as intense as ever, making sure I felt all of it along with the fuzziness in my head, "I'm cuming, Finn."

Knowing I needed the moment, he let go of my throat, holding my other leg and going as quickly as he could, which was a lot, having my body shaking because my back was trying to arch meanwhile, I was folded like a chair, chest heavy but still getting out screams, my cries of his name filling the room while I gave way, orgasm spurting out when my head fell back hard with a cry:

"Fucking hell, Finn!"

"Hell must be our heaven," He panted, smiling while reaching his edge, dropping my legs and having to prop himself up on his elbows on the sides of my head, both of us panting and worn out, but still having a fun time.

"It's heaven for us, hell for everyone else," I phrased better, his response had me wheezing:

"Sounds about right and after all that screamin', I know everyone heard that."

"Well, they better mind their business if they know what's good for 'em," I met his gaze deeply, smiling because I was happier than ever, "Because we're back."

Like Finn said before, we were a force to be reckoned with and that was truer now than ever, smiling just as bright as me in his kiss, "Hell yeah."

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 2 years

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Salome

Summary: This is my birthday gift to @theworldofotps on this August 19th 2022. I just want to say thank you for being my wonderful friend and I want to wish you an amazing birthday and wish all the luck, love and happiness on this new year that begins today. Love you and happy birthday, love 🎂🎉😘

Word Count: 1354 words

Pairings: Finn Bálor x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, degradation kink, dirty talk, jealousy, slight angst

UNEDITED: So ignore any mistakes 🙄

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @letsgivethisonemoreshot , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @damnnhausen , @starwithaheart , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin, @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @cuzimacomedian , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @sldghmmr , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234

“He was fucking hitting on you!” Finn growled before slamming the door of his office behind him. You took a seat on top of his black desk before sighing “He was just being nice”.

It was your first time there. Finn was reluctant to take you at first, but after your relationship grew more serious and you learned to fully trust each other, he thought it would be a good time to take you to officially meet the ‘woman of his life’: Salome - the most reputable BDSM club in all North America. The club was so well known that it already had branches in Ireland, England and Scotland.

“Being nice my arse! I know that look on his face! That’s the look of a man who wants to get a taste of what’s mine and I don’t like that!”

“Finny, c’mon. You’re being a little dramatic there”

“Dramatic?! Are you serious right now?” He huffed. Bright blue eyes become dark with mixed feelings of anger, jealousy and frustration.

Truth be told, this was new. Generally in your relationship, you’re the one who got a little over the edge when someone flirted with him right in your face. And that generally led you to a whole night of wild sex filled with dirty talk and fun plays. A part of you felt guilty for liking to see him so frustrated, mainly because this never happened before - since he’s a pretty confident, and most times cocky, man - so now he would get a taste of what you go through on a daily basis, and the other part just found both amusing and exciting to see him so furious.

“What? Isn’t that what you say to me when I tell you some random girl was hitting on you?”

“But this is different!” He spat

“Why? Because you’re the one who’s now feeling insecure or because for once my ego is getting stroked instead of yours?”

“I don’t want you anywhere near him, do you understand me?” His chest was heavy due to his quick panting and Finn watched as you jumped down from his table to walk towards him.

“Don’t you trust me?” You copied the words he says every time he was the one getting flirted with.

“I trust you but he’s one slick bastard-”

“That I’m not interested in”

“But he is interested! I’ve been working with him long enough to know that look on his face” Finn spat and soon you found yourself chuckling.

“What’s so funny?” He frowned

“Nothing. It's just that….it’s so weird seeing you like this.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, like…so on the edge because of some random guy” You giggled before jumping off the table to walk towards him.

Finn’s cheeks stained with a light shade of pink “Well, I don’t like when other men hit on you”

“C’mon, other men don’t hit on me. Damian did”

“Wrong. Several men constantly flirt with you and I hate it”

You rolled your eyes in annoyance and he growled playfully “Don’t roll your eyes at me, you know what happens when you do that”

Your loins burned with desire and a shiver of excitement ran down your spine as memories of you bent over his home office’s table flooded your mind. With a teasing smirk, you rolled your eyes again and soon felt the tingle of his burning slap on your ass cheek, beneath your checkered skirt.

“Do you really wanna play like that, princess?”

“Why not?” You challenged “Afraid you don’t have it in you anymore, daddy?”

“Cute” Finn chuckled before the smile died on his lips, leaving only a cold and sinister smirk plastered upon the flushed, pink flesh.

His calloused fingers found their way to the back of your neck, quickly squeezing the flesh between his fingers before pushing your torso down on his table. Your cheek rested against the coolness of the black wooden table, the warmth of his hand stood still on your nape as his free hand roamed around your backside.

“You think I don’t have what it takes to put you in your place, brat?” There was a hint of excitement and amusement on his voice that made you smile “I don’t know. You tell me, old man” You chuckled “Do you?”

“Old man?” He laughed, “That’s not what you say when I’m using that smart mouth as a cocksleeve though, is it?” Finn’s heavy hand met your soft skin, making your ass prickle underneath his palm “No” He smiled “If I remember correctly you beg like a bitch in heat for me to fuck you, to ruin your tight cunt and do with it as I please”.

Two loud, sharp slaps met your skin once more, making you wiggle on the table. Finn’s voice came closer to your ear as he spoke “What’s wrong, brat? Started something you can’t handle? Three little slaps and you’re already at the verge of begging me to stop?” With each word, Finn’s lips brushed against your ear shell and his warm breath made you shiver with need.

“N-no”

“N-no” He mocked “Look at you, trying so hard to sound convincing. Trying not to beg me to have mercy on you and just give you what you need” Finn rubbed his hard bulge against your ass, making you moan softly.

“My-my, would you look at that” He chuckled “It only takes a hard cock to make her break into a needy little slut”

“Please, daddy”

“Daddy? What happened to ‘old man’?” Finn laughed loudly before his hand dipped underneath your skirt to push your black lace panties to the side.

His forefinger slid through your folds, spreading your wetness from your entrance to your hidden, sensitive pearl. “Look how wet you are, brat. Tell me, what did this to you? Was it the three little slaps, the dirty talk, the hard cock or all of the above?”

Finn’s fingers dipped inside your void, filling you up in a way only he could do. A small, faint moan escaped your lips before you begged “Daddy, please” Your hand reached behind you to the zipper of his black jeans “Please give it to me”

He batted your hands away with a cackle as his grip on your neck loosened “Shut the fuck up”. You felt an emptiness inside you once Finn’s fingers left your core “Just shut your mouth, spread your legs and look pretty for daddy like a good fucktoy”.

Excitement filled your veins when you heard Finn unzipping his jeans. His hand cupped your ass before you felt him dragging his tip between your folds to lube it up. A soft “Please” escaped your lips and he chuckled “Quiet”.

The throbbing need was driving you insane, your nails sank into the wooden table, an attempt of grounding you and making you get some sort of control before Finn made you lose it completely.

His crown pushed through your walls, stretching them around his girth and he didn’t stop until he was buried deep in you. Low, faint moans left the both of you as he began to move “Good fucktoy” He praised “That’s how I like it: quiet and wet just for me” His growl made your walls clench around him.

The sound of skin slapping skin was deafening, sweat covered both of your bodies, soft pants and moans escaped you as he continued to work his way through your orgasm.

Your vision became blurred, your voice seemed to have disappeared and your body went limp beneath him on top of the table. You felt your walls furiously clenching around his cock, working their way through your high and at the same time trying to trigger his.

When Finn felt himself tiptoeing around his release, he took a step back and slid out of you with a chuckle “Oh no, no, no. Who said we’re done?” Two of his fingers replaced his cock inside you and you panted loudly as Finn finger fucked you at a frantic pace with a smile “No, we’re just getting started, brat. This ‘old man’ will put you back in your place”.

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dirtywresling102 · 2 years

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Been Too Long - Kenny Omega Ft. Finn Balor (18+)

Angel!Kenny Omega x Melanie x Demon!Finn Balor

Part 2 of Notice Me

Commission For: @thepalaceofmelanie

Summary: It’s been a few years after Kenny and Finn visited Melanie’s apartment. She hasn’t heard a word from either of them since that special night.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Minors DNI! Smut, Cursing, Threesome, Angel!Kenny Omega, Demon!Finn Balor, Having sex with supernatural beings, gun shot, cock warming- if you squint.

Word Count: 3,530

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College flew by like a breeze: Classes throughout the day, work at night, the weekends were to myself with some studying, lighting candles, taking relaxing baths, and hoping to get a supernatural visit. Weeks soon turned into months with no sign from Kenny the Angel or Finn the Demon.

No one came. Whenever there was a creak in the apartment I got excited hoping it was my supernatural visitors. Nothing. Whenever I heard talking down the hallway of my apartment my heart skipping a beat thinking it was the gruff demon’s voice. It was my imagination. I was slowly starting to give up hope and eventually moved on with my life.

That visit was nearly three years ago. I was a college graduate with a bachelor's degree living in the city of New York. Then, moving out of my college apartment and into another in the heart of New York. With a reporter job at the local news station, I was getting by pretty well. Bills were paid and I also had extra money in my pocket for food and even a few subscriptions to some streaming services online.

Fall was right around the corner: Nights were becoming crisp, leaves were turning darker, the days were becoming shorter, and extra blankets were on top of the bed to keep me warm throughout the night. I ran my fingers through my hair letting out a sigh. Looking out the window, the city lights lit up the dark sky. Not a single star could be seen due to the bright lights, but I knew that they were shining high in the sky.

Pulling back the curtains to block out the bright orbs and hopefully sound out the busy noise of the city traffic down below, I made my way towards my bed. Pulling back the blankets, I climbed into the soft mattress and rested my head on the plushy pillow, instantly falling asleep.

A loud crash had me bolting up from my slumber. My senses were on high alert as I heard two men talking down the hallway of my larger apartment. Tossing the blankets off my body, I crept towards my closet and slowly opened the door. “Where is it?” I whispered. Finally I found the box. I pulled the top off of it and pulled out a pistol. Grabbing the heavy handgun, I checked to see how many bullets I had: Three in the clip and one in the chamber. My hands shook as I stood back up. Living in New York can be dangerous: Riots, protests, and looting. With everything going on, I was very wary especially now since two strangers were in my home. Slowly heading towards my door, I cracked it open. Listening carefully, I heard two men talking to each other in hush whispers.

Slipping past the door, I crept down the seemingly long hallway. My heart hammered in my chest so loud that it rang in my ears. I prayed that the two strangers wouldn't hear it as well. My back was pressed against the hall, right around the corner was the kitchen where the two men were still talking in hushed whispers. It sounded like they were rummaging through my things. My sweaty hand tightened around the handle of the gun. I quickly turned the corner, aiming my weapon at one men and pulling the trigger. A loud bang roared throughout the kitchen. A high pitch ring pierced my eardrums. The bullet exited the gun and hit the man in the shoulder who didn’t seem to flinch or fall to the ground. The lights quickly turned on, blinding me. My left hand let go of the pistol shielding my eyes while my right hand still had a tight grip on it.

“Oh how I love a woman with a gun.” An Irish accent purred. “Very powerful and a bit sexy.”

“F- Finn?” I exhaled out seeing the demon in a black suit and red tie. His dark hair was slightly messy.

“Are you okay?” Looking to my left to see Kenny who was holding a carton of eggs. I watched as Finn dug his right hand into his left shoulder, pulling the bullet out from the wound which instantly healed afterwards.

“I’ll be fine, but you, young lady, owe me a suit.” He grumbled, smoothing his dress jacket out as if it would fix the ripped suit in his shoulder.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Putting the gun on the safety lock and placing it on the counter. I rubbed my hands against my face with an exhale. I was too tired because I didn’t know whether this was a dream or not. “What the fuck is going on?”

Kenny and Finn looked at each other then back at me. “Well, we’re going to cook you breakfast.” Kenny spoke as if it was obvious, he shook the carton of eggs in his hands.

I mentally face palmed myself. They were out of my life for nearly four years and here they were. “You guys can’t just be out of my life for so many years and expect everything to be okay and make me breakfast at-” I looked at the clock. “Four in the fucking morning.” I rubbed my temples. They were lucky it was a Saturday because I usually get up at six on the weekdays. I wasn’t happy waking up to this when I could be sleeping peacefully right now. “So, where have the two of you been?” I asked, crossing my arms, eyebrows furrowed.

Finn and Kenny looked at each other once more. Kenny’s Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. “Well,” Kenny began.

“We both got in trouble.” Finn finished. “We both got punished for taking a bite out of the forbidden fruit.” Finn chuckled, taking a chapter out of God's playbook.

“Forbidden fruit?” I raised an eyebrow as I repeated his words.

Finn took a step towards me. “Yes, Melanie the forbidden fruit, you. We fucked you and had our way with you my sweet girl and that wasn’t okay with Hell or Heaven.” Finn’s thick accent washed over me. “I was tortured and poked with what felt like a thousand years because of what I did.” He grabbed my hand, caressing it. “I would do it all over again because it was so worth tasting you.” His eyes darkened.

I looked over at Kenny who’s blue eyes were on me. “And me, they tried to reprogram me and make me forget about you but I wouldn’t crack.” A small blush appeared on Kenny’s cheeks as he admitted his feelings. “I’d never forget about you, Melanie.”

I gave the angel a soft smile towards him. “So, what's up with the suit?” My attention went back towards Finn.

“Well, I’m the new king of hell now darling.” He gave me a devilish smirk.

“What?” I cocked my head to the side, very curious about this story.

“Yeah, well when love drives you crazy I guess anything can happen.” He licked his lips. “I wanted to see you one last time so I broke out of the torture chambers, marched up to the king himself and killed him. Well, I guess demons took that as a warning and crowned me king, but that’s for another time to explain.” Finn’s eyes swallowed me whole, eyeing me head to toe. He ran his fingers through my hair and gave it a slight tug. “I broke free to be with you and that’s what I’m going to do.” Finn hummed, leaning down he pressed his lips against mine without a warning. “This is all that matters.” He mumbled against my lips.

Finn placed his large hands on my waist, pulling me closer as he deepened the kiss by pushing his tongue in my mouth. A surprised moan left my mouth, being muffled against his.

“Wait, what about breakfast?” Kenny asked innocently, shaking the eggs once again in the carton. Finn ignored the angel’s comment, spinning us around. He gripped my hips, picked me up, and placed me on the surface of the counter. Finn pulled away from the hot kiss, which made me whimper softly. Finn gripped the end of my night shirt, tugging it off of me. My breasts exposed. My nipples hardened to the cool morning air hitting my sensitive skin. An animalistic growl escaped Finn’s lips as he leaned back into me once more. His lips against my shoulder, making his way up to my neck sucking and kissing against my skin. “I- I mean, we can wait on breakfast.” Kenny swallowed, placed the eggs on the counter, and rushed over to the island where Finn and I were at.

“Oh I’ve missed this.” Finn spoke, nuzzling his face against the crook of my neck. His hands squeezed at my bare breasts. “Miss the feel of your sweet skin against mine, oh how you tremble.” He purred, his beard rubbing against my sensitive skin with each kiss.

The way he spoke drove shivers down my spine. I arched my body against his touch, moaning softly as he pinched and tweaked my nipples. My skin became like fire as he touched my body. “Finn, please.” I panted breathlessly. “I need you, I want you.”

“Oh there she is. You hear her moaning for us, Kenny?” Finn snickered, his hand dipped inside of my panties. His large digits spread my wet lips, rubbing my clit and dipping the tip of his fingers into my dripping hole. “And she’s already soaking for us, dirty girl. Had a wet dream did we?” Finn snickered.

“I can smell her from here.” Kenny groaned in hunger and desire, he cupped himself through his pants.

Finn pushed his fingers inside of me to his first knuckle only to pull them out from my panties, he suckled the juices off of his fingers, moaning in delight. “Just as sweet as I remember.” Finn gripped the fabric around my waist. A loud ripping sound hit my ears.

“H- Hey! Those were my favorite ones!” I pouted, getting slightly upset.

“I’ll get you a new pair. I need to taste you, now.” Finn knelt down in front of me. He spread my legs, making me feel exposed.

Kenny’s large hand gripped at Finn’s shoulder, making him stop before he could dive his head in between my thighs. “You tasted her first last time.” Kenny reminded him. “It’s my turn.”

Finn chuckled, remembering the way I tasted on his tongue. The demon licked his lips as if he was getting the residue of the memory. Finn stood up, his tall posture leaning over me. A soft whimper left my lips at the sight of him. “Be a good girl and let the angel boy have a taste.” Finn winked at Kenny, still giving him the nickname. Finn stepped away, letting Kenny take his place.

Kenny knelt down, wasting no time he buried his head in between my thighs. Gasping loudly as his warm tongue flicked against my lips. My right hand gripped at his curly locks. “Fuck, Kenny!” I whined softly as the tip of his tongue swirled against my clit. Kenny wrapped his lips around my sensitive nub, suckling my sensitive button, he circled the tip of his index finger against my aching hole. Arching my hips off of the table I squealed at the sensation.

“Oh someone is sensitive.” Finn laughed at my reaction to Kenny’s fingers. “Tell me Melanie, how long has it been since you’ve been stuffed full of cock?” Finn purred, bringing his fingers to his lips, trying to hide his smirk.

“T- Too long, it’s been too long.” I confessed, panting heavily as Kenny slowly pushed his thick finger into my cervix. I tossed my head back, biting my bottom lip to muffle my moans, the last thing we needed was for my neighbors to knock on my door complaining about the noise.

As Kenny kept suckling on my clit, Finn kept talking with his thick Irish accent. “So, you’re telling me you haven’t had anyone else fuck this sweet cunt?”

I nodded quickly. “N- No one, no one has!” I squealed as Kenny’s tongue flicked against my clit once more while his finger pumped in and out of me. “I’m going to cum!” Tossing my head back against the counter I bucked my hips into Kenny’s face. Kenny entered a second finger, my pussy wrapping around it tightly as he nibbled and sucked at my clit. His long thick fingers kept fucking into me.

“Do it Kenny, make her cum.” Finn’s eyes shone with arousal and excitement. Finally getting to see his girl come undone for him. For both of them. Kenny didn’t need to be told twice. His fingers pushed in and out at a faster pace, his jaw ached slightly but he wasn’t going to stop now. The angel hummed lowly, sending vibrations up my spine, ringing exploded in my ears as I saw stars behind my eyelids as I came undone on his fingers. My lower stomach fluttered while my pussy wrapped tighter around his fingers. Reaching my climax, Kenny quickly pulled his fingers out of me, replacing it with his mouth. I cried loudly feeling his tongue roll against my walls, eating my juices right out from the source. My grip tightened in his hair, trying to push him away as it was too much for me to handle.

“Enough.” Finn growled lowly, seeing my body tremble and shake.

Kenny pulled away from me, his lips now cherry red as his beard glistened with my cum. “Sorry, I got carried away.” Kenny blushed and out of breath.

“I know, she tastes amazing.” Finn smirked, his blue eyes taking in my naked body. “Why don’t you give me a taste too, hmm?” Finn licked his lips, his eyes now trained on Kenny. I blinked slightly at Finn’s words. My eyes soon went wide as Kenny leaned forward to Finn, their lips locking. They both tongue wrestled in front of me, swapping saliva and the taste of myself on Kenny’s tongue.

Finn pulled away first, licking his plump lips, then he hummed in delight. “Just as I remembered.” Finn raised his hand up, snapping his fingers. His fancy suit with the bullet hole disappeared from his body. My eyes scanned over his chiseled body. I looked at his shoulder, where I shot him earlier to see that the wound fully healed, not leaving a scratch behind. “I believe it’s my turn to have fun with her.” Finn reminded Kenny. My mind went back to the last time this happened, Kenny pounding into me while Finn watched. My pussy clenched around nothing, getting wetter from the old memory.

Kenny pouted but he understood, nodding he took a step back to admire the sight in front of him as he rubbed himself through his pants. Finn stepped forward, gripping my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Such a sweet thing.” Finn looked down at my oozing entrance. “Poor thing dripping from need.” Finn teased, gripped my legs and placed them over his shoulder. “Be a good girl and take my cock.” Finn gripped the base of his cock, easing the thick member into my entrance.

Wincing loudly as Finn stretched my walls with each inch, he pushed in. “Such a good girl, taking me so well.” Finn moaned, he was halfway inside of me but had the audacity to pull out and push back inside but only halfway. “Fuck Melanie.”

“Please!” I begged, arching my hips against him as my legs were over his shoulders. I tried pulling him closer to get all of his length inside of me.

“Ah, ah, ah.” Finn tisked, grabbing my waist in a tight death grip and pinned them down. “Be a good girl.” Finn’s thick voice warned. Swallowing thickly, I nodded my head in agreement to be good. “I’m taking my time with you sweet girl or I could just ram my cock in your cunt and have my way with you.” Finn soon bucked his hips in a face pace, his whole cock entering my tightness. “Not letting you come, is that what you want?”

Tossing my head back onto the marble countertop, I screamed in pleasure. “N- No!” I sobbed. “I want to come, please daddy. I want to come all over your cock.”

His large cock stretched me wide. It slightly ached but was still pleasurable. “Don’t break her, Finn.” Kenny finally spoke out, his pants no longer on him as he stroked his cock to the sight of the supernatural couple fucking.

“I’d never break our little girl.” Finn smiled down at me, slowly pulling his dick out and pushing back in. “So good, hmm such a sight.” Finn slowly pounded into me, His eyes watched my facial reactions of his cock hitting certain spots. His eyes lazily looked at my breasts as they bounced with each thrust.

Soft moans and whimpers escaped my throat. “Finn, fuck feels so good.” I gripped at the edge of the counter, trying to meet his thrusts.

“No, no darling. Let me do all the work.” Finn didn’t miss a beat with his thrust as he pulled in and out of my dripping pussy.

My knuckles turned white while gripping the table. “Going to cum.” I warned Finn as my eyes fluttered shut.

“No.” He grunted, snapping his hips roughly against me. “Open your eyes.” Finn demanded. Opening my eyes the best I could, I watched as droplets of sweat rolled down Finn’s chest. His dark hair slightly messy from the hot fuck. “Keep them open while you come.”

I looked over at Kenny who was fisting his cock. His body panting and heaving as he was too reaching his climax. “Doesn’t Melanie look beautiful, Kenny?” Finn moaned, his fingers digging into my flesh.

“Fucking sexy, I’m going to come on that beautiful body.” Kenny’s voice was deeper than usual. My body was shaking as my orgasm took over my body. Groans left Finn as he pumped his hips faster than before and a little more sloppier.

“Fuck, yes fucking cumming!” Finn roared, his blue eyes turning to a ruby red color as he emptied himself inside of me. Seeing Finn’s eyes change color had another orgasm wave through my body.

Finn panted heavily, slowly pulling his cock out of my fucked hole. “Come on her.” Finn told Kenny.

The angel quickly stepped into Finn’s place, his hand squeezing and jerking his cock at a fast speed. Warm liquid landed on my inner thigh and pussy. Kenny groaned in release. “Ah, fuck.” Kenny sighed, finishing his orgasm he panted.

“Hmm, that was a big load for you angel boy.” Finn laughed, patting Kenny’s large shoulder. Kenny gave a sweet yet lazy smile with a slight blush on his face.

“W- What the fuck was that?” I panted, sitting up slightly.

Finn went to one of the drawers, pulling out a cloth. I arched my eyebrow wondering how he knew where the washcloths were, lucky guess. Finn went to the sink, turning it on, he let the water run over the washcloth. “What was what, Melanie?” Finn asked, ringing out the cloth he turned back around and cleaned my area.

I squealed at the cold softness in between my thighs. “Your eyes, they changed colors.”

“Hmm, oh yeah that.” Finn chuckled, once he was done running the cloth against my feverish skin, he tossed it into the sink. “It comes with the job, perks of being the King of Hell.” Finn blinked, his eyes red again. Blinking once more his eyes went back to normal, snapped his fingers, a fresh suit appeared on his body.

Kenny was also dressed as well, but in a baggy shirt and shorts as if he was going to bed. “You’re not staying?” I frowned.

“Darling, I have business to attend to but Kenny here is going to stay.” Finn smiled over at the blonde. “We were discussing this before you rudely shot me.” Finn teased.

“Right, sorry about that.” I blushed, looking away.

Finn gripped at my chin and made me look at him. “Don’t be sorry, no harm done but if you do it again I will punish you.” Finn warned. Leaning down, he placed a warm, soft kiss against my lips. “I’ll be back in a few hours.” Finn looked over at Kenny and gave him a nod. With that, Finn disappeared right before my eyes.

“Shall we head back to bed and I’ll cook you breakfast later.” Kenny stepped closer, picking me up from the counter and carried me back to my bedroom. Laying me on the bed, still naked Kenny tossed his pants off of him and spooned behind me.

“You’re still hard.” I giggled.

“Fuck, I know you get me so hard. I’m sorry.” Kenny whispered embaressly.

“Don’t be sorry.” I reached my arm around, grabbing his stiff cock and pushed my ass against his cock, making it slip inside my fucked pussy.

Kenny gasped loudly at the tightness around his cock. “Goodnight Kenny.” I giggled as he struggled not to pump his hips against me.

“G- Goodnight.”

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1-800-sinister · 1 month

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Baking

(Poly!Judgment Day (NO JD) x Reader)

Your love language has always been cooking and baking, so you figured you would cook a nice big meal for your lovers, Damian, Dominik, Finn, and Rhea, to have when they got home from the live event.

You had found this recipe that belonged to your grandma that she passed down to you after she passed, so you figured you could make it.

So here you were making a roast with some veggies. You also planned on making a cake for dessert.

You had just finished with the roast when you heard your lovers come in. You made their plates, setting them on the table. "Wow, baby, this smells amazing." Rhea spoke up with a smile.

"Thank you; I made it all just for you guys." You smiled, giving them each a kiss, and then they sat at the table, and you spoke up. "I'm also preparing a cake for dessert." Dominik spoke up quickly, "Chocolate cake!?" You smiled and shook your head at him. "Yes, chocolate cake, dom."

You all ate and had a great time. They enjoyed the meal.

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igncrxntripley · 1 year

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their secret weapon: little black dress

request: Okay so secret weapon doesn't wear black often right? What if she finally wears smth black for when they all go out and they all die? Maybe smth like the iconic black dress Maddie wears in euphoria?

tags: NSFW 18+, alcohol, exhibitionism, public touching/public sex, dom!finn, slight dom!damian, poly!judgement day, sub!reader, bottom!reader, teasing, fingering, humiliation

A/N: it was time for some TJD smut again SKJDKS also this is NOT part of the regular their secret weapon series, it’s just a one shot that is aside from the usual storyline so there won’t be much plot in this!! this is also for the finn lovers out there bc it was time he had his moment

mentions: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore

Y/N was sick and tired of hearing from her partners that she didn’t wear enough black, or that she didn’t match the group. So when the group had decided they wanted to go out to a club on their weekend off, she decided it was time to give her partners what they wanted. An all black outfit consisting of a short black dress that accentuated every curve of her body, black heels, and a black purse was what Y/N went with, and she even did dark makeup on herself like Rhea’s to really give them what they wanted.

The other four were downstairs waiting for their girl to finish. “Y/N, niñita, are you almost ready?” Dominik yelled up to their room where she was supposed to be finishing up. “We were supposed to leave thirty minutes ago.” Rhea playfully rolled her eyes and put her rings on her fingers. “I don’t know why you thought we were going to be on time.” She mumbled. “We’ve never been on time.” Before Dom could even give her an answer, the four of them turned to see Y/N walking downstairs; needless to say, every one of them was speechless at what they saw in front of them. She giggled at their reactions and gently tapped Damian’s cheek. “Close your mouth or you’ll catch flies, papi.” She teased and pulled on a jacket over her dress.

Finn blinked a couple of times before he finally managed to speak up. “I…wow, baby. We just…you look so…” Y/N raised her eyebrow waiting for a response, in which Finn cleared his throat without finishing his sentence. She playfully rolled her eyes at him in her own response. “You told me to match you guys, so I did.” She said before giving each of her partners a gentle kiss on their cheeks. “We’re ready to go now?”

The fivesome left their house and went out to a nightclub, once again showing that The Judgement Day gets rowdy when they party. Y/N was shocked they didn’t run the bar dry with how many rounds of drinks and bottles they were ordering, but after a certain point none of them cared. They were all in their own little world, in a private booth at the club where each of them were touching and kissing one another without a care in the world. Rhea and Dom were on one end of the booth, cuddling and swaying to the music while Y/N sat between Finn and Damian on the other end.

Finn couldn’t get enough of Y/N with this new look of hers; to be honest, he didn’t even think it would have that much of an effect on him. He sat behind her with his arms around her body while Damian was in front of her, the Irishman leaving kisses on her neck and shoulder as she exchanged kisses with ‘The Punisher.’ “You don’t even realize how fuckin’ crazy you make me,” Finn mumbled against her skin. “You look stunning, my love.” Y/N smiled at his words, one hand holding his while the other was holding Damian’s cheek. “I gave you what you wanted.” She teased.

Even though the music around them was loud and the club was busy, it felt like the five of them in the booth were the only people in the world. Specifically, Y/N felt like it was just her and two of her boys giving her all of the attention she deserved. No one ever made her feel like this before she met The Judgement Day, but here she was; making out with her partners in the middle of the club, their hands dangerously close to places she’d only let them have access to. One of Finn’s hands had snaked its way to the inside of her thighs and was slowly getting closer to her panties. It made Y/N shiver with anticipation and need, so much so that she pushed her hips closer to his fingers just so he’d be able to touch. Finn chuckled once he felt her clothed pussy and immediately began to move his fingers in a circular motion. “Let me take care of you, babygirl.” He mumbled into her ear.

Rhea and Dom had taken note from their end of the booth and began to watch. They couldn’t expect the two of them to not do anything, especially when Y/N looked the way she did. Damian took note as well and took hold of their girl’s chin to make her look up at him. “She doesn’t even understand what she does to us.” He said, turning her face to show Rhea and Dominik. “Our girl knows exactly what she did when she left the house like this.” Y/N smirked at his words and bit her lip as Finn’s fingers worked their magic. The other two smiled at Y/N and Rhea couldn’t help but let out a small moan at the sight. “Make sure there’s some left for us when we get home.” She teased.

Y/N tightened her thighs around Finn’s hand and finger as he got her closer and closer to her breaking point. “Oh my god…” she whined softly, leaning her head back against Finn’s shoulder. He pulled her into a passionate kiss and squeezed her body tighter to his. “Cum for us, baby.” Y/N blushed and looked at him as she whined, all of a sudden very aware they were doing this in public. Finn noticed though, and that only made him work harder to get what he wanted out of her. “It’s just us. Show us you’re a good girl.” He encouraged, his thumb working her clit while his finger teased her entrance; Finn was only giving her a sneak peak of what she was going to get when they got home, he just couldn’t help but do it now.

With Finn’s encouragement in her ear and Damian’s hands still gently wandering over her body, Y/N stiffened under their touch and reached her climax for her partners in the middle of the booth. She gasped against Finn’s lips and moved her hips against his fingers to work herself over, and she could hear all of her partners encouraging and teasing her as they watched. Her cheeks were bright red from embarrassment and stimulation, but Y/N still smiled at each of her partners while catching her breath. Dominik was the first to speak up as he finished his drink, Rhea’s hand palming him and not once leaving that spot the entire time they watched. “Please tell me it’s time to go?”

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daddyhausen · 1 year

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• kinktober — day twenty seven : fuck machine — finn balor •

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{ masterlists } | { kinktober 2022 }

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{ warnings } — 18+ { minors do not interact } fuck machine, bondage, rope play, use of sex toys, voyeurism, male masturbation, sexual punishment, spreader bar overstimulation, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, gagging, daddy kink, submissive/dominant dynamic, cumshot, facials, orgasm denial

{ word count } — 468

{ pairing } — fem!reader x finn balor

{ genre } — smut

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“stop squirming” he demanded, sitting across from you

his body naked, muscles chiselled that of a greek god, glowing under dim candlelight

his palm lightly wrapped around his shaft,

his cock growing hard against the calloused skin

he had you bound and gagged

twine-like roped encircled your figure,

tightly constricting your breasts

the supple flesh swollen and red

mouth stuffed with a ball gag

your moans and pleas were muffled against a mixture of plastic and vinyl.

legs held open, restrained by a spreader bar

the soft buzz of the machine filled your ears

you peered down for a moment, catching a glimpse at the oversized dildo thrusting into you

seemingly stretching your walls with ease

it almost felt as if he were the one fucking you

you squirmed into the feeling

pushing yourself down onto the toy as it thrusted into you deeper

“my queen…” he hummed softly

a thick irish accent filling your ears

“such a pretty little cunt you have…too bad you misbehaved otherwise it would be my cock fucking you right now”

you whined and begged against the gag

nothing but spit smearing against the ball, dripping from the corners of your mouth, down the sides of your cheeks

his grunts could barely be heard over the machine

his cock swollen in his palm as he violently jerked himself off

“you want my cum, sweetheart?”

he questioned through a choked moan

all you could do was furiously nod your head in absence of your words

he stood up from his position

making his way towards the side of the bed

his hand never leaving his cock

he stood beside you

admiring the way the toy fit inside your walls so deliciously

he almost wished he hadn’t punished you so that he would be the one fucking you at this very moment

the tips of his cock mere centimetres from your face

just grasing the tip of your nose whenever you would arch in pleasure

“daddy’s gonna cum all over your pretty face, baby”

your cries and whimpers echoes around the confines of your bedroom

thighs shaking, unable to close around the toy due to the spreader

despite how much you wished they could

he continued to pump his cock

heated groans and a string of profanities left his lips as he released

your face coated in his seed, covered in glossy white

you wanted to taste him, cursing the gag he had stuffed in your mouth

without warning, he stopped the machine

feeling your orgasm fading as the toy slowed down its pace before coming to a complete stop

“you though you we’re gonna cum on this?” he mockingly mentioned to the toy

“no no, my queen. i’m gonna make you cum all over this cock, again and again until you’re begging me to stop”

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gremlintheslut · 6 months

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Forever theirs

Chapters 11, 12, 13 and 14

Master list

Chapter 11

Dom gently picks me up off the bed. I watch Damian leave the room as Dom adjusts his grip on me as I had begun to slip. He slowly walks out of the room me in his arms.

His touch is incredibly gentle and I find myself struggling to not fall asleep. I love bath time but I never stay awake long enough for my hair wash. I don't let myself fall asleep on the way upstairs. We get to the bathroom and Dom brushes my hair so it can be washed correctly.

Dom gently places me in the lukewarm water of the tub filled by Damian. I sit happily as he washes the sweat off of me. I succeed in staying awake for my hair wash. I close my eyes as Dom scrubs my scalp with his nails. I have never been more relaxed in my life. He finishes washing me and he helps me out of the tub.

He drys me off and Finn walks into the bathroom to take over. Dom drains the bath before leaving. He helps me step into my onesie trying his best to not let the sleeves get in the puddles on the floor. "you have a good bath?" Finn asks slipping a sleeve onto one of my arms. "yeah, I tried really hard to stay awake for it" I mumble to him.

"you know you don't have to stay awake," he says slipping the other sleeve onto me. "I know but I never stay awake long enough for the hair wash," I say as he begins to do my buttons. "is that your favorite part?" he asks. I hum in response as he finishes up with my buttons.

Rhea walks into the bathroom to get another bath for herself started and the shower going for the boys. Finn takes my hand and starts leading me out of the bathroom. "oh I almost forgot to tell you" I say to Finn making Rhea turn her head to look at us. "what is it, sweetie?" he asks.

"you missed a hole at the bottom," I say referring to my buttons. Rhea laughs at Finn as he kneels to redo my buttons. "why didn't you tell me?" he asks smiling and I furrow my brows in confusion and annoyance. "I just did!" I whine making Finn and Rhea laugh as well as Damian who had just entered the bathroom.

Damian make his way over to the sink and grabs a pair of tweezers from the counter. He bigin to pluck the hairs growing between his eyebrows.

"I meant when you noticed I missed one" Finn explains. "oh because I wanted to keep talking," I say setting off another shorter round of chuckles. "you still have to have dinner you have plenty of time to talk," he says almost done with my button.

Once Damians done with his eyebrows he takes his sweatpants off and gets in the shower started for him by Rhea.

"so I should tell you now you missed another one," I say. "do you want me to do it?" Rhea asks as Finn starts doing my buttons for the third time. He nods his head in defeat and gets in the shower with Damian. Rhea does my buttons properly on the first try. She takes the hair bush on the bathroom counter before grabbing my hand and taking me to the bedroom.

She sits me on the bed and brushes my hair quickly so she can get to her bath before the water is cold. Once she's done she picks me up and takes me downstairs where Dom is starting dinner in the kitchen. "Dom go have your shower Finn will be down here to do dinner in 2 seconds," she tells him.

"but he just got in the shower," I say confused as I look up at Rhea. "he isn't washing his hair and he's super fast," she says as Finn walks downstairs soaking wet and still in his towel behind Rhea."go shower Dom, I don't need your sweat dripping into my food" he jokes as he makes his way to the kitchen. "I don't need your dirty shower water dripping into my food" Dom jokes back as he leaves to take a shower.

"Oh, and Dom!" Rhea calls out as Dom was now upstairs. "yeah?!" he calls back. "tell Princess Damian to hurry up I don't want y/n to be alone for too long" she tells him and only gets footsteps as a response. She rolls her eye and mumbles under her breath "I can't see you nod your fucking head".

She places me on the couch and tells me to stay there while I wait for Damian. She then leaves to go take her now very cold bath. Finn checks up on me every few minutes while we wait for Damian. I sit watching the stairs waiting for Damian to come down. "Daddy!" I call out when I finally see him coming down.

"Hello sweetheart," he says making his way to the couch. "what the hell took you so long?" Finn asks from the kitchen. "Dom decided to be a brat so I taught him a bit of a lesson before handing him off to Rhea" he responds and it finally clicks why there are 2 high chairs and enough room for 2 people in my crib.

"We still haven't told her," Finn says in a hushed voice as he peaks around the corner. "oh... It was time she knew, it's not like she's gonna disobey him when he isn't little. Plus he has been dying to go into little space" Damian says neither of the boys acknowledging me. "probably why he was being bratty" Finn says going back to the kitchen.

Finally, Damian looks at me and begins to clarify. "Dom's a little too sweetie, that's why there's enough space for the 2 of you. You're still our baby girl and when he's not little he's your daddy, okay?" he says sitting down next to me. "okay" I say happily not really caring and just glad I'm not confused anymore.

"do you have any questions?" Damian asks expecting me to be less than thrilled that I'd have to share my things and my daddies and mommy. "no, I'm just happy I'm not confused anymore. I had no idea what the other high chair was for, I don't know a lot of things I'm confused all the time" I state in a monotone voice and watch as Damian tries his hardest to not laugh at me.

Rhea and Dom come downstairs just in time for Finn to call out that dinner is ready. I get put in my high chair and Dom asks to not use his as the hardwood would hurt. It takes me a second to understand but i get it. I sit happily in my high chair as Damian feeds me.

We finish dinner and Damian takes me upstairs to put me in bed. I overhear Rhea talking to Dom about giving me a night alone in my crib as I had just found out before I am put in my crib. Damian not knowing about the bouncing thing kisses me good night and leaves me in my crib.

For quite a while I am awake in my crib listening to the 3 voices downstairs. Rhea, Finn, and Damian clean up after dinner while Dom sleeps in their room. Their voices are comforting but are barely enough to make me slightly tired.

The noise begins to slowly die out and I hear them one by one go up the stairs and to bed. I lay quietly in my crib. The noise of my daddies and mommy downstairs is now gone along with the comfort. It's the first time I've slept alone here and I can't help but feel lonely and out of place.

I want to go and get someone but I don't know how to get out and they might be mad if I tried. Especially if I hurt myself. I stay lying still. I hold my teddy bear tight and pretend I'm not alone. I hear the floorboards creak but it doesn't sound like the ones on the stairs. It sounds much closer. I feel the eyes of someone staring at me.

It doesn't feel comforting but I know it's one of my daddies. I can smell his cologne though I've never smelt this one before. Despite how odd everything feels I roll onto my side my eyes still shut and fall asleep knowing I'm not alone.

If I'd known who was standing over me I'm sure there would have been no hesitation to call for help.

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Chapter 12

When I wake I am nowhere near where I want to be. I try to peel myself off of the concrete floor but I can't. The ropes around my wrists are tight. I look around and see no one. I want to scream but I know it will not be my mommy or daddies that will show.

I have been stolen from my bed. Unless there is another room in our basement I haven't seen and they're having fun? No. They wouldn't leave. They'd wait for me to wake up and they aren't here.

This isn't my home I have been stolen. If I ever want to get home I better find a way out. It might still be night. I might have had a full night's sleep and it's morning. My mommy and daddies might be getting breakfast ready and not know I am gone. They might've checked on me during the night and found me gone.

They might think I ran.

They might be searching right now. They might just find a new girl. Whatever they are doing doesn't matter. They might be close to finding me already. They might never find me.

I have to stop thinking about them and crying. I must get out. The rope on my right wrist feels weaker than the left. It's only a slight difference but it's there. I begin to wiggle my right arm and try to free it. The knots are still tight and it burns.

I can feel my skin peeling from the roughness of the rope. I have to ignore it. I'm getting closer. The knots are loosening and the pain is worsening. Finally, after a hard struggle, I have freed myself. Well, one arm.

I slip the loose rope off of my arm and reach over to my other arm. I begin to tug at the rope. I struggle with the tight knots for minutes on end. I have made no progress and I have never been more frustrated. My concentration begins to slip.

I'm not getting out. No one has come. Whether I am speaking of my kidnappers or my loves it does not matter. My kidnappers may leave me to starve. Even if my loves were looking for me they may never find me.

I lay still and let my tears fall. Again, I've been kidnapped and I pray to god I do not fall for my kidnappers this time. I hear footsteps approaching. My heart starts to pound. More tears fall and I stop myself from sobbing. Don't make them mad.

I don't want to die. Maybe it will be quick. Clearly, these kidnappers didn't stalk me. They would have been too horrified to take me away if they found out I had only been taken from my true life a few weeks ago. Maybe it has been months. I'm not sure but, I'll think of anything other than whoever is headed my way.

I hear the door knob twist and I close my eyes. I don't want to see what kills me. I will die happily if I don't know how beforehand. If they have a knife I don't want to see it. If they have a gun I don't want to see it. I don't want to see them.

The door creaks and a sob wracks through my body. Footsteps walk towards me. Instead of a gun to my head, a knife to my neck, or hands around my throat I get something unexpected.

A hug. This isn't the hug of my loves though. I know how they feel and how they hug. This isn't it. Whoever's hugging me begins to hush me. That's not them. I'm sure now. Though I let them hug me. I say the most insulting things in my head.

I refuse to find comfort in this person. I sob harder and he doesn't let go. They shush me more. I want to cry more to disobey them. I hear a man's voice tell me it's alright. I almost don't recognize it. He sounds mad. Not angry mad. Crazy mad.

I want to ask if it's him. I try to speak and the words get caught in my throat. I have to stop crying. I open my eyes by accident and see he's wearing a mask. I have to stop crying or I may never know. I take the deepest breaths I can between sobs. My sobs begin to quiet down. I breathe shakily. Tears continue to blur my vision.

The tears on my face begin to dry. No more fall. I give myself a small pep talk in my head before speaking.

"edge?"

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Chapter 13

"yes?" He replies. Oh God. Why did he wait till I was happy to want me again? I begin to try and push him off. I push him onto the floor next to me but he's quick to sit up and stop me from getting free. He's grabbing at my wrists and I'm pulling away. "I'm trying to help you!" He yells trying to reason. "With what? I was happy!" I scream back at him.

"You might not understand now but you will soon" he say trying to pin me down. "Fuck you!" I yell continuing to try and fight him but I continue to fail. He begins to shush me and it does nothing. I manage to get my wrist free and land a punch to his chest but it's weak. I'm weak. I'm not going to win this fight. "Little bitch" he says delivering a punch to my chest to give me a taste of my own medicine. The wind is knocked out of me and stop trying to fight him as I lay on my back fighting for air.

"Don't ever fucking hit me again" he says sternly looking at me with wild eyes. I'm still trying to breathe so all I do is nod my head. We sit in silence as I catch my breath. He continues to stare at me barely blinking the whole time. Once I'm able to take deep breaths again I begin talking again. "Your a stupid motherfucker" I start and he laughs at me. "I was the happiest I had ever been. If you cared about anyone but yourself you would of left me there"

"I love you y/n" he says. "No you don't you-" "I have always l-" "shut the fuck up!" I scream at him effortlessly shutting him up. "Let me go dumb bitch!" I continue to scream my voice cracking. He staring at me blanking. I think he's finally starting to realize that what ever delusional story he made in his head will never be true.

I want to continue screaming at him but before I can I'm punched in the face knocking me out cold.

The sand underneath my feet is wet. I look to my right and the waves of the ocean are crashing back towards me. The crystal clear water splashes against my feet before retreating back. I begin to walk along this seemingly never ending beach. It's warm and the sun is shining directly above me. There's no clouds in the sky. I look down at the ground and notice a shell on the ground. I bend down and pick it up. I hold it up between by thumb and my finger to look at it.

The shell it covered in sand so I stop walking for a second to wash it off. The waves crash against my hand and I almost drop the shell. I hold it up again and get a better look at it. It's the shape of a rounded triangle and almost flat. The front of it is an off white color with darker lines on it. The back is purple at the top and mostly at the middle but it fades into pink near the end of the middle section before turning an off white again except for a pink patch at the bottom left corner.

I bring my arm down and begins admiring the sea. My finger tips glide over the smooth back of the shell absentmindedly. Then I notice something a short distance a head of me. It looks like a bridge to no where. (Google Adelaide jetty if you don't know what I'm talking about). I pick up the pace of my steps in order to get there quicker. There's a small sand slope leading up to it. I climb up the sand under my feet no longer hard and wet but soft and hot. It's much harder to walk on.

My left foot makes contact with the grey looking wood first. As my right foot makes contact with the wood I drop the shell. I look to the ground in hopes of finding it again but it's no where to be seen. I decide to continue walking instead of looking for it. I walk down the middle of it for a few seconds before vering off to the left to look at the water. My hand glides along the grey wooden railing. I stare at the water. I notice that I'm getting close to the end. The bridge abruptly stops and there's no railings covering the end. I continue walking at the same pace as I have no desire to be at the end any quicker.

Eventually I slow down as I near the end. I hold onto the side railing as I look over the edge the water more beautiful then ever. I grip the railing tight as I dangle my foot over the edge not sure if I want to jump in. My foot returns to the wood and I shake my head back up a step. I turn around to go back to the beach but I am met with a figure I don't recognize. I don't have time to question them as the place their hands on my shoulders and push me backwards into the ocean.

To my horror when I hit the water I begin to burn all over. Not the kind of burning you get when you belly flop onto water the kink you imagine when you think of being submerged in acid. My eye close or I think they do either way everything is black. Then the burning from my body moves to just my chest and throat.

I wake up fully from my nightmare in someones arms. I coughing up copious amounts of salt water onto the wooden floor underneath me. "Are you okay sweetie?" I hear Rhea say above me. I continue to cough and desperately try to catch my breath. Once the waters out of me I take a deep breath in and roll onto my back laying in Rheas lap. "I'm okay mommy" I say my eyes adjusting to the darkness of the night to look at her.

My hand reaches up to the side of my head a sharp pain shoot through it. When I pull my hand away I see blood. "Don't panic it's a small cut head wounds just bleed a lot" Rhea says. I hear yelling coming from the beach. When I sit up to look I can faintly see Damian and Finn standing over what looks like Edge and Dom standing off to the side.

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Chapter 14

The kidnapping situation from Rheas pov

We've been trying to stay as calm as possible but that's very difficult. We've been asking every one we know if they know where edge lives. Who the else would take her from us. He got booted from the judgement day for good reasons. We're don't have any boss and he knows damn well what we thought of him sneaking his way into her life and getting to with her whilst never making a plan to take her yet promising we'd have our turn soon.

We never thought he would take her from us. "Rhea, Dom, Damian!" Finn yells from down stairs. I immediately rush away from y/ns crib and sprint downstairs. I bump into Dom on my way almost knocking him over. "What?!" We all ask. "I know where he lives hurry!" Finn yells heading towards to the door. We all follow.

When we get there the place is a wreck. Door wide open, car gone, garage open. Finn and Dom check the house while me and Damian split up and use our enhanced speed to search the area. He lives a couple blocks away from the beach and I end up going there on my search. I can see a man in the distance dragging a girl along the beach. I can't see them clearly but I do what we all agreed on and head back to the house to get Finn and Dom. I go as fast as I can.

Sprint up the steps to edges front door resisting the urge to scream that I found them but I know that will raise suspicion. I go through the front door and start yelling. "Guys! Guys!" I yell until I hear them call back in response "Yeah?!". They rush over to me and once their in ear shot and I don't need to yell I tell them. "I saw a guy dragging a girl by her hair at the beach I couldn't get a good look at them but it's a safe bet" I say. "I'll find Damian" Dom says before running off in the direction Damian went in.

Me and Finn race to the beach. When we get there we see the one of the people. We're a fair distance away from the jetty but I can see the man standing next to one of the posts underneath the jetty holding something under the water. Me and Finn run towards them as fast as we can on the sand. I see Damian and Dom appear on the other side of the beach somewhat close to the jetty though we are closer at this point. Their looking around and clearly can't see us or them.

"Damian! Dom! Here!" I scream at the top of my lungs and they both start heading our way. But I also got the mans attention. The man takes whatever he's holding out of the water and I can see clearly it's Y/N he smashes her head into the side of the post before leaving her face down. My worries double I take notice of the fact she didn't make any noise when she came out of the water. The man turns around and I can see that it's Edge. He begins heading out of the water. He barely gets out before Finn tackles him.

"Help Y/N" Finn says I assume he's directing the command at me and I head into the water. "Bitch deserves to die!" Edge yells followed by the sound of punches landing. I swim to Y/n she's still warm when I grab her but her chest is still. I grab her with one arm and climb up the nearest post half way. Easy for me hard for a human. I slide her under the railing before climbing the rest of the way. I jump the railing and lay Y/N flat on her back. I put my ear to her chest and hear nothing.

I open my left hand finger opened and put my fingers through the gaps holding onto my other hand. I place them on her chest and begin giving her CPR. It feels like hours of me sitting here trying to get her to breath before she does. She starts coughing and gasping. She's spitting water everywhere. I roll her onto her side so she doesn't choke on her own vomit.

Are you okay sweetie?" I ask her. She continue to cough and desperately try to catch her breath. Once the waters out of her she takes a deep breath in and roll onto her back laying in my lap. "I'm okay mommy" she say looking up at me.

Her hand reaches up to the side of her head. When she pulls her hand away we both see blood. "Don't panic it's a small cut head wounds just bleed a lot" I say to calm her through I know that head injury is something to worry about. We hear yelling coming from the beach. She sits up to look I look over at the beach too I can faintly see Damian and Finn standing over what looks like Edge and Dom standing off to the side.

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Mistake -P4-

Mistake -P1- Mistake -P2- Mistake -P3 Mistake -P4- (Final)

Pairing: Finn Balor x Fem!Reader x Seth Rollins

Warning: Angst/Fluff, Make-up. Happy endings.

Word Count: 3,046

Summary: The match is scary, but who wins your heart? (Sorry if the summary sucked!)

A/N: I let you guys choose your ending because I couldn't decide who I wanted to end up with! Hope You Enjoy!

The day is here.

The day where Finn and Seth fight for you. You didn't want this to happen, but this is how it's gonna be.

You weren't gonna lie when you say you still have some feelings for Seth. He was your first everything, but Finn on the other hand was your everything. He picked up the pieces that Seth left and built you back up. He did everything Seth couldn't imagine.

All these thoughts had your head in the gutters. You just wished none of this ever happened. Maybe if you never came back, Baron wouldn't do all of this. Why is Baron even after you in the first place? You haven't done anything, but beat Lacy.

Too much was on your mind and the match was about to start. Triple H has convinced you to sit at ringside to spice the match up even more. You began walking to the gorilla, but was stopped by Becky. "Hey Y/n, can we talk real quick?" You took a deep breath and nodded your head. You haven't talked to Becky since the whole Seth incident the first time.

Y'all walked into a private room and she began talking. "In all seriousness, as a woman, I'm sorry for Seth. I don't mean to get in between it and before you ask, yes we were having an affair." You bit your lip, letting her talk before you said anything.

"We were only together because Vince told us too, but after he 'retired' and Triple H took over. He didn't like the idea of us being together." It was all making sense to you now. Becky didn't want to play the flirting game with Seth. She was doing it because it was her job.

“I'm not mad at you it's just...why didn't Seth say anything?" Becky only shrugged her shoulders not knowing the real thing. "I thought you knew, but if I knew that you didn't, I would've told you in a heartbeat." You nodded your head, forgiving her. "It's alright. Thank you for telling me." You two shared a hug before going back.

The conversation with Becky lifted a bit of weight off your shoulder, but now your music started to play. Fans cheered as you walked out, looking sad. Everyone could tell, you didn't want this to happen.

You sat at the commentary, greeting Michael Cole and Braxton. Braxton began reading off his notes of questions to ask. “Hello Y/n, how are you feeling about the upcoming match?" You sighed, shrugging your shoulders. "I don't know. I would've never thought two men or anyone would be fighting for my love."

Fans could agree on your statement. "Well, who do you want to win in this match?" You froze. You couldn't think of an answer. You loved Seth, but at the same time you loved Finn. "No comment." Just then, Seth's music started to play. Fans cheered/booed as he made his way to the ring.

Before he got in the ring, he came over to you and kissed your cheek, laughing. You didn't try to stop him, knowing it was probably the last kiss you'll ever get from a man you once loved. Finn's music was to play next and came out like he was playing no games. He walked over to you and kissed you on the LIPS.

You were just as shocked as everyone else as he walked in the ring. There were no taunts, no smiles, no laughs, just seriousness.

There were many scary moments that had you and fans on their feet, like when they would go under the ring and grab chairs or attempt to hit each other with their finishers. You would think it was the end of the match until one reversed. "Y/n, what will happen if Seth wins? Will you forgive him after the year he put you through?" You took a moment and thought hard at the question.

As your mother always said, 'Everyone deserves a second chance.' Maybe over the year he's changed and become a good guy. "I don't know, I might consider trying again." Fans gasped at your answer knowing Finn wouldn't be so happy if he lost.

If Seth Wins

The match had its ups and downs. With Seth hitting multiple curb stomps and pedigrees on Finn, but with failed attempts on covering, he decided to pull out the big guns. After he knocked Finn down for a while, he grabbed two tables and stacked them on top of each other.

He couldn't believe he was doing this, but when you fight for something you want, you will do anything to get it, especially when it's you.

He dragged Finn over to the ropes and stood up with him in a pedigree position. He jumped, successfully hitting the finish. He looked at you, dead in the eyes, pinning him for the win. It was like silence came over the arena as your mouth dropped open.

You could believe Seth won and it wasn't that you doubted him, it was that you didn't think he would fight so hard and go to the length he did. Your body froze in time as you heard the ring announcer, saying that he was the winner. You couldn't take it anymore, getting up and running backstage.

Fans watched in anticipation, as Seth chased after you. You tried closing the door to a locker room, but Seth was quick to grab the door. "Hey, I won my match, you saw me out there and that means you're mine now." His heavy breathing was the only thing heard in the room as you looked at him.

“Look, I know that I've hurt you in the past, but I'm trying to get better, I'm trying to make you see me like the man I couldn't be a year ago." You listened to his speech, thinking he really might change. "I just want you to give me another chance so you can see how I'm the perfect man for you like you are the woman for me." He grabbed both your hands, ignoring how hot and sweaty they were in your soft ones. "Please, give me another chance."

You looked in his eyes, seeing sadness in them. You wanted to believe him so much, but the thoughts of last time came to mind. "How do I know you're telling the truth? Becky told me about the storyline. Why didn't you tell me?" The hurt in your voice was evident as you looked at him for answers.

He was only quiet, not responding. "Why Seth? Why keep that from me? We could've been together if you just told me from the beginning!" He sighed, knowing you had a good point. "I-I know and I'm sorry for-" You harshly took your hands out of his. "You can't just keep apologizing, if you're not gonna show me!” You were tired of him saying how sorry he was, but not doing anything to show it.

Seth held back an annoyed breath. “And that's what I want. A chance to prove to you and show you I changed." You took a deep breath, taking all of this in. You could give him another chance. "Okay. One chance." Seth huffed out in relief, throwing his head back.

He brought your hands to his mouth, kissing them furiously. "Thank you, thank you so much, I promise I won't let you down." You two stood there for a moment, looking at each other as you could hear the fans in the arena.

Seth began to lean forward, bringing you into a kiss, but then stopped after realizing what he was doing. "S-sorry." You nodded your head looking at the ground. "Just, baby steps. Let's take it slow." 'Baby steps', Seth repeated, putting his forehead against yours. It was gonna take a lot of time to get used to this, but just go slow and make progress each day.

After the whole 'make-up thing’ you decided to go talk to Finn. He was talking with Bayley. "Hey Bay, can I talk to Finn for a moment?" She agreed, walking away to give y'all privacy. "I'm sorry." You don't know what you were apologizing for, but you felt bad leaving him for your ex.

“It's alright, you have chemistry with him. I saw it coming though, I could tell you still loved him the moment we came here together." More guilt filled you as he spoke. “I'm sorry, I wasn't using you. I truly did love you, but when I saw him it was like all the feelings came back. I just really hope we can still be friends." You let a little smile form on your face at the thought.

“Yeah. Friends." He pulled you in a hug, giving you one last kiss on the forehead. Everything worked out how it should've.

If Finn Wins

Finn and Seth came back and forth at every hit. They were fighting like no before and it was just until Finn and Seth were on the ladder they brought in earlier in the match. They fought for balance, punch after punch and kick after kick, it was when Finn won the hits.

Finn took the opportunity to climb the ladder and risked it all, hitting a Coup de Grace, and pinning him for the win. As his music played you had a slight smile on your face. Your man won. Although you did feel bad for Seth, he had it coming, considering he tried fighting for you, knowing that you moved on. You excitedly got out of your chair and slid into the ring.

You helped Finn up and raised his arm in victory. Finn held his ribs in pain, struggling to stand up. You helped him out the ring and walked up the ramp, not sparing a glance at Seth. You two walked to the medical room where doctors got to work, looking over him.

You watched in silence as he would flinch at every time they touched his ribs. His ribs looked swollen and red and you could tell they were gonna form a purple bruise over time. The doctors began wrapping his ribs, but you stopped him. “It’s alright, I got it.” The doctor nodded his head before walking out, leaving you two alone. The silence was awkward, knowing he just won a match with you on the line as the prize.

You touched one part of his ribs, making him flinch. “I’m sorry! Did I hurt you? Finn shook his head, letting you continue. “Thank you for winning. I know you didn’t have to fight for me, but it shows how much you love me.” Finn smiled, hearing you thank him. He thought you would want to leave him.

“Don’t thank me. I chose you to date and I’m not letting you go to your ex, that can’t get over the fact you moved on. He fucked up y’all’s relationship.” You nodded your head in agreement, finishing his ribs. “You know I love you right?” Finn let out a little chuckle. “Of course I do, otherwise you wouldn’t be in here helping my old ass heal.” You laughed, making Finn smile.

It was his favorite thing to hear. “Do you believe the messages? Y’know, with Baron?” Finn thought for a moment. They were coming from your phone and there was even a picture to prove it all. “I wanna say no, but the picture. God the picture was too real to be photoshopped.”

You answered, telling the truth. “He did kiss me and I’m sorry for not telling you. I was so scared that you would blame me as a cheater and-” Finn stopped you, by holding your hand. “Hey breathe, breathe for me, love.” You listened to him, doing the technique he taught you.

He took a deep breath, getting ready for what he was about to say. “I would never accuse you of cheating on me. I know what he did to you and would never believe you would go back with him. You're not stupid, Y/n. You're a smart, intelligent, independent woman and I know that you love me.” You felt tears coming to your eyes, from his mini-speech.

He just poured his heart out to you, explaining why he would always trust you. “Finn, I-” You couldn’t even form a sentence, knowing whatever the next word will come out will be cut off with a sob. “You are too good to me. Please forgive me! I promise none of this will ever happen again and I’m sorry for bringing you into this mess.”

Finn tiled your head up with his finger. “It’s not your fault, okay? It’s Baron. He’s been going around here for years, being the grinch messing up whatever happiness has to be involved with.” You knew that was right, but something inside of you, blamed yourself.

“I wanna be with you, Y/n and I know you see it. We just need to communicate more, but other than that, we can work this out if you agree.” You didn’t even have to think about it. “Yes, of course! Thank you!” You gently hugged him, not caring about his sweaty body.

He pulled you into a kiss, happy he got his love back.

If Both Win?

Finn and Seth were fighting hard. They fought like their life depended on everything and it did. It was all for you and you still couldn't get over it. They had very good moments in between, where they would be so close to winning, but all it took was a kick out to stop it.

They were currently fighting on a ladder for height. You watched, scarily as the ladder would shake at every hit. All of a sudden, Baron came out with something in his hand. He slid in the ring, pushing the ladder over. Both Finn and Seth fell to the ground in pain. Baron picked them up and with his fist were bald up as he hit them.

You then saw that they were brass knuckles. That sneaky bitch. Baron hit Finn then Seth before making them pin each other. And with their bodies tired and in pain, neither kicked out. Confusion spread across your face as it was announced as Finn and Seth being the winners.

Technically neither of them won, so they don't get you? This is exactly what Baron wanted. For you to be alone, but you're not gonna give him that satisfaction. You walked inside the ring, helping each boy up and raising their hands in victory. Fans cheered while Baron's eyebrows furrowed.

His plan didn't work! You grabbed a microphone and began speaking. "Baron, you thought that would work?" You laughed, making everyone confused. "You see, Baron. If you thought smarter and not harder, you would know that I didn't want to choose. I want both, so with you doing this." You pointed between you, Finn, and Seth. "You did me a favor."

Gasped and cheers came around the arena, hearing you admit that. The truth was, you were gonna choose both, but Triple H said for you to spice up the match and this is a great way. The boys looked at you and each other not knowing what to think of your statement.

Baron began stomping on the ramp, yelling as fans laughed at him getting pissed. He didn’t want to see you happy and you didn’t know why. “Everyone say, ‘Thank you Corbin’ on 3.” The countdown began and once it hit 3, everyone chanted, ‘Thank you, Corbin’ to Baron. He stomped his way backstage while you looked at Finn and Seth.

You felt bad for everything and in the end no one won. You were thinking about what you just said moments ago about dating the two of them. It doesn’t sound like a bad idea. You don’t have to choose and you don’t have to lose no one. Without thinking, you leaned in and grabbed Finn and kissed him.

Fans cheered as he gently held your face, deepening the kiss. You then pulled back and did the same to Seth making the crowd go even crazier. You pulled back and raised their arms up before making your way backstage.

Now it’s time for the confrontation. The men began walking away toward their locker rooms, but you didn’t let them get far. “Wait, Seth. Finn.” They stopped in their tracks and walked to you. “I wasn’t joking with what I said out there.” You played with your nails nervously. “I want to be with you both. I don’t wanna choose and it’s only up for you both to decide. I totally understand if you don’t-”

Finn cut you off by putting his index finger on your lips. “Love, I wanna be with you and you know that. Why else would I fight for you? Not only do I wanna be with you, but Seth does too.” You looked over at Seth seeing him nodding his head, agreement. “It’s clear we both want you and for you to go out there and say what you said and do what you did, means a lot to us.” Seth said, making you look at them in shock.

You didn’t think they would be so calm. “Me and Seth talked after the night I accepted the challenge and came to an agreement that we would talk to you about dating both of us, but it seems you already beat us to it.” Finn explained, making you smile. “Do you want this, Y/n? Just think about dating two men and tell us, yes or no.” Seth was making you think hard on that question.

You’ve never been in a poly relationship before and you’ve never considered trying it, but you want both men, so why not give it a try. “Yes I want this. I want you Seth and you Finn.” The men smiled, ignoring the pain and hugged you. It was official.

Pulling your phone, you snapped a photo and later to your Twitter and Instagram. It was a picture of Finn and Seth kissing each cheek on your face. “Alright, let’s go get you boys checked up and then we can head to the hotel.”

Everything was gonna be just fine.

Thank you for staying with me and being patient for working on this mini series! I’m sorry for taking so long to post each story and I promise I’ll try better in the future.

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