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• SMUT 18+
Summary: Ethan Page breaks off his engagement with you. Taz takes you in and introduces you to Tyler. Tyler teaches Ethan a lesson about blowing up your phone.
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I walk into me and Ethan's locker room very excitedly. He is sitting on the couch.
"Hey baby! Did you see my match? I won my first match here!"
He doesn't say anything looking at his phone and I look at him puzzled. I sit on the coffee table infront of him looking at him.
"Did you hear me?"
He doesn't look up or say anything again. I put my hand on his arm trying to get his attention. He smacks my hand away looking up at me. I pull my hand to my chest.
"Owww what was that for?"
He stands up looking down at me. I start breathing heavy looking up at him.
"We are done Y/N."
"Done?"
"Yes. Done. Now give me MY engagement ring."
"W...what?"
I look down at my ring than back up at him. He has his hand out waiting for it.
"Why Ethan?"
"I have found someone better than you."
Those words broke me. I slowly take off my ring and put it in his hand. He scoffs ripping the ring out of my fingers.
"You're so pathetic. And useless."
I look down at the floor not wanting to look at him. He gathers his things together still belittling me the whole time.
"So much happier that I found someone who will care for me and actually do what I say. Don't call me. Don't text me. Don't even think about me."
He leaves the room slamming the door behind him. I feel the tears start to pour out of your eyes. You lean down into your knees and start crying. 20 minutes go by, I hear someone knock on the door. I ignore it thinking it's Ethan. I hear the door open but continue crying into my knees.
"Y/N. Honey. What's going on?"
I feel a hand start rubbing my back. I sit up still semi crying, looking up to see Taz sitting on the couch. He rubs my shoulder looking at me.
"What happened Y/N? I had to come looking for ya because you had an interview but didn't show up. What happened honey?"
I sniffle wiping my face and lifted my hand up to show my bare hand. His eyes go wide seeing my ring is gone. I start crying again. He stands up pulling me up into a hug. I start crying into his chest while he rubs my back.
"Honey. It will be okay. I'm here for you. You know you are like family to me. If you don't have anywhere to live, you can live at my house. I'll even help get your stuff out of his apartment."
I sniffle wiping my face again looking up at him.
"You mean that? I mean I do need a place to live but I also have a cat if that's okay. And I would feel better if you did come with to get my stuff."
"You and your cat are welcome to stay. Now let's go get your stuff and your kitty!"
I grab my bag and follow him out of the locker room, to the parking garage and to his car.
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*at the apartment*
I get out of the car and walk over to the door to get into the apartment with Taz and one of his "helpers" right behind me. I take a deep breath and unlock the door. I walk in with them behind me and walk around not seeing Ethan anywhere. I start telling them what is mine and what is his. They start taking my stuff to their trucks. I get my cat backpack and walk to my bedroom looking for him.
"Oliver? Where are ya buddy?"
He runs and jumps on the bed with a little meow. I slightly smile looking at him.
"Well buddy. We are going for a little trip."
I pick him up, put him in the backpack and carry him out to Taz's truck putting him on the backseat. I go back in and pack all my stuff up from every room. I hand Taz's "helper" the last box than turn around in the doorway looking around. I sigh and tear up a little. Taz comes up behind me and puts a hand on my back.
"Y/N it's time to go."
He points to Ethan's car pulling into the parking lot. I throw the key into the apartment, close the door and walk over to the truck. Taz follows behind me watching Ethan the whole time. I get in the truck, close the door and watch Taz stand infront of his truck putting the window down to hear the. His "helper" comes around and stands next to him. Ethan walks over to them.
"What are you doing here? And why do you have my girl?"
Taz scoffs looking at him.
"Your girl? Last I checked, you broke off your engagement and broke her heart. So no she ain't your girl anymore. And we came to help her move out."
Ethan rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.
"That girl is all talk. She always says she is gonna move out and leave me. But I know Y/N. She would never leave me. No matter how bad I treat her. She always stays with me."
Taz and his "helper" move closer to Ethan. Ethan takes a step back.
"Like I said, we came to help her move out."
Ethan laughs and walks over to the apartment door, unlocks it and walks inside. Taz gets into his truck starting it and his "helper" gets into his. Ethan comes back outside screaming and waving his hands. He walks over to the driver's side tapping on the window. Taz looks at me and I nod. He rolls down the window slowly looking at Ethan.
"Taz! Where is......."
He looks over at me in the passengers seat.
"Y/N! Get your ass in that apartment right now!"
I look away from him starting to feel tears coming to my eyes. Taz looks at Ethan and shakes his head.
"I meant what I said. She's moving out. Now goodbye."
Taz rolls up the window and shifts into drive which causes the doors to lock. Ethan runs over to the other side of the truck trying to open the door. Taz hits the gas and leaves the parking lot. I take a deep breath when we hit the road.
"Honey. It will be okay. He can't hurt you anymore."
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*at Taz's house*
I get out of the truck getting Oliver's backpack making sure he is okay. I put him on my back and walk to the front of the truck. Taz is standing there waiting for me. I look at his house noticing cameras and security guards everywhere. I look over at him.
"Your house is so gorgeous but why do you have so many cameras and security guards?"
He laughs putting a hand on my shoulder.
"I'll tell ya later about that. For now, let's get inside so I can show ya your room."
I slightly smile and follow him inside. We walk inside and my eyes go wide looking at how beautiful everything is.
"Taz are you sure I can stay here?"
"Of course! Wait until you see your room!"
He grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs, down the hallway and I hear loud music coming from one of the rooms. I look at Taz and he laughs a little.
"That's my son Tyler. You will meet him soon. I think you two are about the same age."
"I'm 24."
"Oh so is he. Wait. You're 24? Why were you with Ethan? Isn't he like 10 years older than you?"
I roll my eyes and look at him.
"I'll tell you about that later. For now, wanna show me my room?"
"Oh and your a comedian too? I like you already!"
I giggle and we walk into my new room at the end of the hallway. I gasp at how beautiful the whole room looks. Taz pats my shoulder.
"So you don't need much of the furniture you brought with you. But don't worry. You can decorate the room however you want. And all your other belongings will be brought up to your room for you."
"Taz I don't know how to thank you enough for everything you are doing for me."
He looks at me and smiles.
"Join me, my wife and my son for dinner tonight. We are going to a restaurant. So you can dress casually just not like a bum."
I giggle sitting down on the bed.
"You got it. As long as my clothes get up here soon."
He laughs and walks out closing the door behind him. A couple hours go by and my belongings are all brought to my room. I organize and put everything away. I set up a corner for all of Oliver's belongings as well. I go through my clothes trying to find something to wear. I settle with a black crop top, some ripped up jeans and some black high top sneakers. I put my deer skull necklace on and fix my tongue piercing. I look at myself in the mirror in my personal bathroom attached my room. I straighten my hair to go with my outfit. I smile looking in the mirror.
"This is the first time I have felt good about how I look in a long time. I am going to have a great time tonight."
I hear a knock on my door and walk over to the door opening it to see Taz. He smiles looking at me.
"Well look at you! Feeling better already!"
"I am feeling better. Thank you."
"Ready to go? My wife and son left already to get us a table."
"I am ready."
I walk out closing my door following him downstairs and to his truck. He opens the door for me and I get in. He walks around getting in and heads down the driveway and to the restaurant.
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We get to the restaurant and he parks next to his wife's car. Taz looks over at me.
"Look. I told my wife I was bringing you along but my son doesn't know."
I look over at him smiling a little.
"Taz... are you trying to set me up with your son?"
"Maybbeeee....."
"Taz I just got out of...."
"Y/N. Honey. I know you just got out a relationship. But I know my son. He wouldn't dare hurt a woman. And honey. You need a real man anyways."
We both laugh and get out of his truck. We walk over to the table. Tyler's back is facing me and he is looking down at the menu on the table. Taz's wife stands up and hugs me.
"You must be Y/N. Taz talks so good about you."
I hug her back and smile.
"Yup that's me."
Taz points next to Tyler and I sit down next to him. Taz sits next to his wife and kicks Tyler's leg.
"Yo what was that for?"
"We have company."
"I dont....."
He looks over at me and stops talking. I giggle looking at him.
"You don't what son?"
"HI I'm Y/N. You must be Tyler."
Tyler nods his head yes just staring at me. I nervous giggle looking at him.
"Okaayyy"
"Anyways what is everyone hungry and thristy for?"
I look through the menu trying to decide on something to eat. The waitress comes over and takes our drink orders. She comes back with the drinks than takes our food orders. She leaves and Taz looks over at me and Tyler.
"So son. Y/N had her first match on AEW yesterday."
Tyler looks directly over at me. I look back at him smiling.
"I did and I won!"
"Congrats."
I look over at Taz with a puzzled look.
"Does he ever show any emotion?"
Taz laughs and Tyler quickly turns his head towards me. I look back at him with a stone cold look on my face. Tyler smirks and looks down. I shrug my shoulders and feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pull it out and see a message from Ethan.
Why haven't you come back to the apartment yet? We need to talk.
I put it away and look up to see Taz looking at me. I slightly bite my lip trying not to cry.
"Was it him again?"
I shake my head yes and he sighs. Our food comes and we start eating our dinner.
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*2 weeks later*
Laying in my bed with Oliver, I am looking through the thousands of messages Ethan has sent me. I don't even tear up anymore. I've been thinking a lot about everything that happened and to me, I am starting to heal and get better from it. I know I don't want to go back to Ethan. I have been having fun hanging out with Taz and his family. Tyler and I are kinda flirty with each other but I am trying to take it slow. My phone buzzes and another message comes through.
Y/N. Babygirl. Please talk to me. I miss you. I want us back.
I roll my eyes closing my phone. I hear a knock on my door and get up. I open the door expecting Taz but instead it's Tyler.
"Oh hey Ty. What's up?"
"My parents are going out. So I am going to make some steak and mashed potatoes. Would you like some?"
"I would love some. Could I join you in the kitchen?"
"Yeah sure."
I follow him down to the kitchen. He grabs a pan out of the cabinet along with a pot for the potatoes. He gets everything out on the counter. I walk over and lean on the counter looking at him.
"Could I help ya with anything?"
"Not right now."
I move closer to him and put my head on his shoulder to be annoying.
"Cmoonnnn Ty."
"Okay okay. Let me find something for you to do."
He pulls a chair over from the island and sets it next to the oven.
"Sit here and look pretty."
I huff and sit in the chair.
"I don't like this. I wanna help with something. Please. I don't want you to just sit here and....."
I get cut off by Tyler grabbing my face and kissing me. My eyes go wide than close, kissing him back. He pulls back looking at me putting his hand on my throat.
"Now just sit there and look pretty like a good girl."
I shake my head yes looking at him wide eyed. He goes back to making dinner. I bite the inside of my lip squeezing my legs together watching him. He looks over at me and slightly smirks.
"You okay over there?"
"Oh me? Yeah.... I'm okay."
"Never had anyone put you in your place before huh?"
"Not like that. Never been called a good girl either."
"Good to know."
He laughs and finishes up making dinner. He sets everything up on the island for us. I move my chair closer and he sits on the other side. I look over at him smiling.
"Thank you for this Ty."
"Well I have something to tell ya."
"What's up?"
"I told my parents to go out because I wanted to make you dinner and maybe this could be like our little date night. We could eat dinner than go to my room to watch a movie."
"So you planned a date night for us but didn't even tell me it was a date night? Cmon. I'm still in my pajamas."
I giggle looking at him. He looks at me slightly smiling.
"You are okay with it being a little date night?"
"Of course Ty."
"Oh and Y/N?"
I look up at him slightly smiling starting to eat some mashed potatoes.
"I was also wondering if you would....."
"Yes."
"I didn't even finish my sentence. I was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend? My dad told me about your ex so if you still need more time, I get it."
"Tyler. I am way over that guy. It's a yes."
"Yes! That makes me so happy!"
I giggle and we continue to eat dinner. My phone buzzes three more times on the island. Tyler looks over at me.
"Whose that?"
"The ex."
I roll my eyes finishing up eating.
"He has been texting you for 2 weeks now?"
"I have like over a thousand messages from this guy."
We get up putting our dishes in the sink and cleaning up the kitchen.
"That's crazy."
He grabs my waist and pulls me into him. I put my arms around his neck.
"But don't worry. I have a few ideas of how to get rid of him."
"I don't wanna worry about him right now. I wanna worry about our date."
He smiles, grabs my arm and pulls me up to his room. We walk into his room and he flops down on his bed. I sit down on the other side looking around his room. He grabs my sides and pulls me over to him. I turn on my side and lay my head on his shoulder with his arm around my neck. I pull out my phone and look at him.
"Could I take a picture of us and post it?"
"Of course babe."
I turn on my camera and take a cute picture of us laying in bed together. I post it on Twitter with the caption "He made me dinner and than asked me to be his girlfriend! What a gentleman."
"Oh that's definitely gonna piss some people off."
"I don't care. I'm happy with you."
He leans over me and kisses me. I put my hand on his cheek and kiss him back. He pulls back laying back down and looks through the movies on the TV. He finds a movie and puts it on. He moves me off of him and sits up taking his shirt off. I bite my lip a little.
"Sorry I just always like to have my shirt off in my room. Or clothes for that matter."
I giggle and look at him still biting my lip.
"I am the same way."
"Than take your clothes off."
I look at him with wide eyes. He looks at me and smiles a little. I slowly take off my shirt exposing my breasts since I wasn't wearing a bra. I hear him suck in some air looking at me which makes me giggle. I stand up and slowly take off my shorts also not wearing underwear.
"Holy fuckkkkk."
He gets up, comes over to me and runs his fingers through my hair gripping some. I bite my lip looking at him.
"What a good girl."
I gulp still looking at him biting my lip.
"Now get on your knees."
I slowly drop to my knees while he keeps a hold of my hair making me look up at him.
"Ya like this babygirl?"
I shake my head yes looking up at him. He smirks letting go of my hair and slowly takes his shorts off. I gulp seeing his cock flop out of his shorts. He smirks looking down at me.
"Now you are going to take my dick down your throat like a good girl."
I hear my phone buzz on the nightstand. Tyler grips up my hair making me look up at him.
"Did you hear me?"
"Yes Daddy."
He bites his lip looking down at me.
"Good girl."
I open my mouth wide sticking out my tongue.
"And you have a tongue ring? Fuckkkkk."
I laugh looking up at him. He grips my hair again making me open my mouth wide with my tongue hanging out. He slaps his dick against my tongue a couple times making me moan a little. He starts slowly shoving his dick down my throat. He shoves it all the way down making me gag really hard than pulls it back out. I cough a few times, tears coming out of my eyes but I still open my mouth wide for him again. He slowly shoves it all the way down my throat again making me gag than pulls it back out.
"What a good fucking girl."
I look up at him, spit hanging my mouth and a couple tears rolling down my face. He pats my cheek smirking. My phone starts ringing on the nightstand. Tyler turns around and grabs my phone.
"Oh look who it is."
He looks down at me and smirks.
"I have an idea. Keep sucking and gagging on my dick baby."
"What's your idea?"
"What did I just say?"
"Yes daddy."
I grab his dick and start sucking on it. He moans and grabs my hair. My phone starts ringing like a videochat. I look up at Tyler with his dick all the way down my throat.
"What a good job. You got it all the way down without gagging."
Tyler answers my phone without me knowing. The camera is facing him.
"Y/N! I knew you would soon answer.......me? Tyler why do you have Y/N's phone? Where is she?"
I start sucking his dick faster looking up at him. He moans a little smirking at Ethan.
"Oh she has been a little preoccupied with her time."
"What do you mean?"
Tyler turns the camera around while I have his dick shoved all the way down my throat again. Tyler let's out a moan.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! That is my fiance! Not your new girlfriend!"
I pull his dick out and slap it against my tongue a few times looking up at the camera. Tyler laughs watching Ethan freak out on camera.
"Alright Ethan. Unless you wanna watch me fuck the shit out of MY GIRL, I suggest you hang up and never call her ever again."
"Are you fucking kidding me?! Whatever! Bye!"
He hangs up and Tyler puts my phone on the nightstand. I stand up looking at him. He comes over, wipes my face and smiles.
"Now for the fun part."
The enddddddd
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• kinktober day ten : maid/service play — hook •
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{ summary } — tyler’s finally coming home and you decide to help welcome him
{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } service play, oral sex { m receiving }, throatpie praise, riding, dominance, soft sex vaginal sex, male + female orgasms, multiple orgasms, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie squirting cockwarming
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{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook
{ genre } — smut
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you waited anxiously by the door for his arrival
tyler had been gone for three months since you’d seen him last
you missed him desperately so
you desired his touch, his taste.
you adjusted the skirt of the sultry maid outfit you adorned
the lacy material dark and sheer, embroided witha floral pattern
you could just catch a glimpse of the matching black thong underneath
the one piece consisted of a corset-like top half black and white lace contorting around your perfect body
the straps frilled along with a similar collar and headband
white thigh high stockings matching with the apron
tyler was surely in for a treat
the door clicked open, tyler sauntered in with a tired expression
his eyes glazed over with sleep, jet lagged from the flight home
his hair sat a disheveled mess atop his head
he remained silent weary that you might be asleep at this hour.
he idly made his way into the living room
eyes widening in surprise at what he saw
you, in that alluring outfit
he was stunned, tiredness had faded from his body
his mouth hung agape, eying your figure up and down
completely enamoured with you
“leave your bags there. come sit”
your voice chimed in with a sinful ring to it
it was captivating to say the least
he followed silently, taking his place on the couch
you now kneeling between his thighs
“what’s all this for, baby?” he questioned, his voice deep with exhaustion
his eyes never left your figure, eying your breasts in particular
the was your nipples peaked from behind the sheer lace had him licking his lips in anticipation
“maybe i just wanted to take care of you”
you smirked, running your hands up and down the tops of his thighs
adding extra emphasis to the final four words of your sentence
noticing just how hard he’d become through the outline in his grey sweatpants
“oh really?” he hummed, smoothing strands of hair atop your head
tucking fly away’s behind your ear
“then work your magic, princess”
you obliged, motioning for him to lift his hips slightly so you could retrieve the waistband of his sweatpants
you sat up on you knees, tugging the fabric back slightly
his cock hard in your palm as you grasped it
feeling it throb against your skin followed by a soft groan on his part
you gave small kitten licks to the tip
swirling your tongue around the slit, examining his facial expressions
how his lips would part so he could wet them with his tongue,
a gasp or groan would soon follow
maybe a shudder if you’re lucky
tyler’s hand remained on the back of your head, softly smoothing the strands of hair
“fuck i’ve missed this” he let himself relax back into the couch
a soft sigh leaving his lips as you took him in your mouth
a challenging feat since you’ve been so long without him
almost forgetting just how thick he was
“i’ve missed you..” he hummed, gently grazing your cheek with his thumb
his smile was soft and content, just relieved to finally be back home
he took his time to admire your outfit
he had not noticed it before, it was new, possibly bought just for this occasion?
he adored how perfect you looked right now
how well the outfit adhered to the shape of your body
how submissive you were to him
it only heightened his adoration for you
“fuck baby…” he grunted, hips bucking slightly as you hollowed your cheeks
never breaking eye contact
you took him deeper, steadying yourself on his thighs
head bobbing up and down to a non existent rhythm
despite the ache in your jaw, the only thing driving you to continue was his pleasure
you watched on as he grimaced and groaned with arousal
poor thing had been so deprived of such a feeling
you took his entire length down your throat
gagging as he reaches right down the back of it
spit pooling around the corners of your mouth
blobs of it dripping onto your clothed breasts
“oh shit- shit baby, i’m gonna cum-!” he announced breathlessly
nails digging into the corner of the couch
more or less so he’d avoid leaving nail marks on your shoulders
you continued to fill your throat with him until his inevitable release
allowing him to fill your cheeks with his seed
“fuck…” he panted as you pulled away
almost about to cum again as you showed him your tongue
the appendage glossy with his seed
he’s never felt so in love
even more so when you swallowed
you stood up as did he, or at least he tried to
“sit still, i’m not done”
he was taken aback by the sudden tonal shift in your voice but complied anyway
you kissed him roughly, allowing him to taste himself on your tongue
you propped up the skirt of your dress, prying the thong to the side
slowly begging to grind against his cock as you straddled his lap
“you’ve missed the feeling of my pretty pussy, haven’t you daddy?”
you hummed in a sweet tone
“god…you know i have princess”
tyler leaned up to press soft kisses to the column of your neck
a small shaky exhale leaving his lips as you slipped him inside of you
intanstly beginning to ride him
you perky ass bouncing against his hips.
tyler groped your ass, kneading the pillowy flesh in his palms
“shit baby, i almost forgot how good you fucking feel”
you could not help but blush as the comment
beggining to add a few swirls of your hips
“shhh daddy, let me take care of you”
you kissed him again, feeling the familiar throb of his cock
how it twitches and convulsed inside you walls
“god i love you…” he groaned against your lips
his second orgasm just on the brink of release
your own orgasm building
he could feel just how warm and wet your cunt had become
so desperate to feel you squirt around him
he came in you without warning
just a few mere panting breaths and the tension of his body
not to mention the delicious warmth that flooded through your core
one that had your body seizing up with pleasure
“oh fuck!-“ you cried out, pulling yourself up slightly so just his tip remained inside you
sweetness squirting around his tip as he watched on in awe
collapsing onto his chest after your high had calmed
he slipped his cock back inside you
allowing you to rest against his chest
feeling the warmth of his cock throb inside of you
“i’ll always love coming home to this, princess”
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Hey boo!
I've been obsessing over this song and I feel like you would be able to create an amazing smut piece from it.
I would, of course, love it to be Hook or Ricky, but any wrestler could work.
Main Masterlist ♡ Wrestlers Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist
LIKE YOU MEAN IT (18+)
Hook x f/Reader
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Warnings: Smut under the cut. P in V. Unprotected sex. Outdoor sex
Gifs and photos do not belong to me: 1st gif @junglehooks
Requested by @wwenhlimagines . I hope you like it.
Tyler - Hook
Red wine and roses
Sugar-coated
Your carousel spin me round
Round, round, round
The two of us were sitting on the balcony of our hotel room. Looking up at the night sky, we could see the stars clearly out here tonight.
It was a perfect night. The moon was shining down on us, and I swear I saw a shooting star, but that could have been just my imagination as her pussy was squeezing my cock just perfect way.
My hands gripped her hips as she leisurely moved up and down atop of me. Her hands gripped my shoulders to steady herself.
We both know we
Don't want us, oh we
Inside, we're screaming so loud
Loud, loud, loud
I am biting the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning loudly, not wanting to alert anyone who may be out here, looking up at the night sky.
I didn't want them to see her, how I should only see her, but she was making it hard for me to stay quiet.
"Come here." Was all I said as I placed my hand at the nape of her neck and brought her lips to mine for a heated kiss.
The two of us moaning into the kiss, finally being able to make some type of noise.
When the horns start playing, and you can't stop shaking
The bloodlust runs to your cheeks
Then your mind starts racing, and your bones start aching
It's time to let him know what you need
"Tyler, I need you." She whimpered against my lips as she pulled back, her pace slowing down even more.
"I'm right here, baby." I told her as I sat up and started to kiss and bite her neck, working my day to her chest.
"Please." Was all she said.
"I got you, baby."I pulled my cock out of her, I flipped us over so her back was now on the lounger. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I wrapped her legs around my waist.
Fuck me like you mean it (like you mean it)
Make me believe it (me believe it)
Walk the wire, it's alright
I gripped my cock and slapped it against her pussy, making her shiver. She knows what is going to happen. "Be quiet for me, baby, and I'll reward you."
She didn't have time to cover her mouth as I slammed into her, fucking her hard and fast.
She was biting by shoulder, trying to keep quiet, and I swear she broke skin, but I didn't care.
Not with the way her whole body was gripping me oh so tightly.
Love me like you need it (like you need it)
'Cause I can feel it (I can feel it)
Take it higher, show me why
I fucked her all over this balcony, just not caring anymore if we got caught. I fucked her through each orgasm I was able to pull from her body.
I knew she was getting tired, as she slumped over the table, but never once said the safe word.
She wanted me to fuck her until she passes out or says our safe word.
Keep my composure
I think it's over
Her cherry lips knock me down
Down, down, down
We are now on the lounger once more, her atop of me as I fuck up into her. Our bodies were sweaty, but I just need a couple more minutes. I am so close. So very fucking close.
Take it slower
Getting closer
But then, she lets out a sound
Sound, sound, sound
But then, it was like a dam burst inside of her. She cried out my name loudly. It seemed to echo in my ears.
Her body went stiff, as her pussy squeezed my cock for the final time tonight.
She collapsed against me, just as I groaned her name, trusting sloppily into her as I came.
The two of us hold onto one another as we catch our breaths.
I bring my lips to hers and gently kiss her, and she tiredly kisses me back.
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Could I request a Hook imagine please
With prompt You’re mine and no one else can have you
Hook -- Headcanon
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warnings: smut--18+
word count: 773
pairing: fem!reader & hook
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tags: @bungleinthe-jungle @legit9thlunaticwarrior @wickedval @cosmoholic13 @slut4kennyomega
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68 - You're mine and no one else can have you.
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Life was funny sometimes. You thought you were on top of the world a year ago, signing a new lease for your dream apartment. Downtown perfection with a beautiful kitchen, and a balcony that you dreamed of spending summer nights sitting on.
Losing your job had derailed your dreams. You weren’t sure how you were going to pay your bills, to afford your new apartment. Darkness started creeping into the corners of your life, and you had no idea what came next.
There was a sliver of luck—in the form of your best friend. She told you of a job opening, and before you knew it, you were backstage at AEW for your first night as the new make-up artist.
A new job always changed things, but you never expected your life to change like this. There was no going back to before, no matter what the outcome was. You were different now, seeing things in a different hue now, knowing nothing else in your life ever compared to this.
No other man would compare to him.
He was here, in your city, visiting you. As great as the relationship was, neither of you mentioned the idea of moving. The distance was hard, but it helped that work allowed you both to see each other frequently.
He flew in the day before, and you had spent the entire day in your bedroom. Tonight, he made reservations at a little restaurant the two of you had discovered together on a previous visit.
You enjoyed the wine, the flirty banter, and being here with him. The night was nearly perfect, full of you lost in your own little world—until your ex had spotted you across the restaurant.
It was awkward, the way your ex had stood there, talking your ear off. You had stood to be polite, trying to offer a friendly hug. Though, his arms held onto you longer than you liked. He had finally walked away after a few moments, and the wonderful, blissful bubble you were in had popped.
“That’s it, baby,” he groaned, grabbing a handful of your hair. The mood of the night had changed, though you weren’t complaining. From the way your boyfriend shifted in his seat in the restaurant, you knew he was annoyed with the interruption. The way your ex hugged you, kept looking at you.
He was jealous. You had never seen him jealous before, but from where you were on your knees, you weren’t complaining. His cock was shoved down your throat as he fucked your face, lewd groans falling from his lips.
“You love sucking my cock, don’t you, baby? Can’t get enough of my dick.” You moaned around him, batting your eyelashes as you looked up at him in agreement. You did love sucking his cock.
“That’s it, filthy girl, take my fucking cock.” He grunted, thrusting forward roughly as tears filled the corner of your eyes. He held himself there, right at the back of your throat. “That’s it, baby. Relax that throat for me. My filthy little cocksucker.”
You moaned, feeling wetness pool between your legs. He already reprimanded you once for rubbing your thighs together to ease some of the ache. He wanted you wet, aching for him.
“Fuck,” he grunted, letting go of your hair as he gently cupped your face. “You’re so good to me, baby. You take me so fucking well.” He groaned, praising you by name as he came down your throat.
He pulled himself from your mouth, using his thumb to wipe away drool that dripped down. He didn’t speak as he helped you to your feet, leading you over to the bed. He dropped to his knees in front of the bed, hands massaging your aching knees.
“You don’t need to be jealous.” You spoke after a minute, looking at him.
“You’re mine, and nobody else can have you.”
You smiled, reaching forward to run your thumb over his cheek. “Yeah, I am. I love you, and nothing will ever change that.”
He grinned at you, rising back to his feet. He pressed his lips against yours before laying you down on the bed, settling between your legs. You could feel his hot breath against you, and you whined at the sensation.
“Look at you, baby. You’re a wet little mess, ain’t ya?” He chuckled once, blowing against you, as mewls spilled from you. Little pleas for him to do something to ease the ache. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to make you come so many times you forget about anyone else.”
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Bet on It
synopsis - aew star hook has a fascination with the pretty makeup artist backstage. his friend bets he can’t go an entire night without bothering her.
warnings - smut, fuckboy!hook, hook shamelessly yearning, ofc, sub!ofc, dom!hook, blowjob, face fucking
a/n - hi! i’m back again but with something a little different. i know this probably won’t be my most popular fic bc it’s such a niche fandom. however, i really like pro wrestling and i hope you all can enjoy this fic regardless of if you like it or not. love you guys!!!
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Tyler’s eyes narrowed when she walked across the room. The way she dressed made him want to throw his head back and groan.
He was leaned against the wall watching her do the makeup of some of the women that were going on tonight.
As far as he knew she was the head makeup artist for the company and did her job pretty damn good, always in a pair of heels with her hair perfectly done too.
The outfit she had on today was a little more revealing than what he was used to but he definitely didn’t mind. The baby pink skirt and matching top made her body look out of this fucking world.
Tyler had never needed to go to the makeup chair before so they had never officially crossed paths. However, he’s been watching her since the first time Cody brought his wrestling class to their first TV taping.
She’s always there, and she’s always working. Currently, she was talking to Britt while doing some crazy eyeshadow look on her that seemed impossibly difficult to him.
Ty could hear her giggle from where he was standing and he wanted nothing more than to go over there and drag her back to his private lockeroom and have his way with her.
“Again, man? You gotta leave her alone,” Dante Martin put a hand on his shoulder which Tyler immediately shrugged off.
He knew he was joking but it still hit a little too close to him. Tyler always wondered if she noticed him and the close eye he kept on her. 
“Shut up. Don’t you have a top rope or something to jump off?” Tyler rolled his eyes.
“Why don’t you just go talk to her,” Dante ignored his previous comment.
“What would I even say? ‘Oh hey, I’ve been staring at you for the past year and I want to do you in my hotel room?’”
Dante laughed, “You don’t obsess over a girl for an entire year and only want to fuck her. We both know you actually like her.”
Ty had never had a serious relationship before and didn’t desire it. He was very focused on his career and didn’t have time for any distractions, even ones with impossibly long legs and high cheek bones.
“That’s exactly why I can’t talk to her. I’m way too busy. I don’t have time to treat her like she deserves,” he grumbled back in response.
His friend grinned, “How can you say shit like that and not see it?”
“See what, asshole,” he hissed back.
“That you’re not going to be able to just stop thinking about her.”
“I could totally stop thinking about her if I wanted to. She’s like, like a side hobby,” Tyler responded a bit flustered.
“A side hobby?” Dante was hysterically laughing at this point.
“If she’s such a side hobby, let’s make a bet,” Dante said to him.
“Oh yeah? What kind of bet?” Tyler was intrigued at this point. He was never one to turn down a challenge. He stopped leaning on the wall and stood up straight.
“If you can leave her alone for the rest of the show - that means no looking at her, no standing by the makeup chairs, and no scaring off the rookies who try and flirt with her - I’ll pay for you to finish the rest of your sleeve,” Dante said slyly.
Tyler’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Dude, my tattoo artist is charging me $2500 in cash for that.”
“I know. But I’m almost positive you won’t win,” he laughed.
“What happens if I lose?” Ty inquired.
“I get your private lockeroom for 5 more Dynamites,” Dante responded matter of factly.
“Bro, my dad rents that out for me.”
“Yeah and everyone fucking hates you for it,” Dante added.
“Call me daddy’s money all you want but I get to do my pre-match ritual in silence, without you assholes screaming in my ear.”
“And that’s what I want.”
“Fine. You have a deal,” Tyler stuck his hand out and Dante shook it.
“There’s no way you’re winning,” Dante cackled while walking away from him.
Tyler walked to catering and tried not to think about her there without him. It was stupid really. She had been working there longer than he had and he was scared for her well-being.
He sighed and stabbed the chicken on his plate with a fork. It was going to be a long ass night.
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Dynamite had started a couple of hours later and he had a match tonight, but for some reason he couldn’t focus.
Well, not some reason. He knew the exact reason, and she was most likely sucking on hard candy and playing on her phone in the backstage area.
Tyler tried hard to shake it off, he really did. But he couldn’t jepordize his match for some stupid bet.
His phone dinged and it was a text message from Dante.
Are you cracking yet, lover boy?
Tyler wanted to hurl his phone at the wall. He felt like he was going absolutely insane. He wanted to slap himself for allowing his attraction to her for getting this far.
Ty hated to admit it to himself, but he did actually like her. He liked her much more than a one night stand or a casual hookup.
He had been going backing forth between the pros and cons of just going to find her when the Bucks walked into his dressing room.
Tyler immediately stood up from his seated position when they walked in. He pulled himself together so he could talk to his bosses.
He stuck his hand out to shake theirs, “What can I do for you guys?”
After they finished shaking hands with each other Matt started talking, “It’s about your match tonight. Tony made a last minute decision for you to go over.”
Tyler’s face was one of surprise, “Like, win the TNT title?”
“Yeah,” Matt brushed over this news, “Sorry it’s on such short notice, kid.”
“No, don’t sweat it. I’m psyched,” Tyler tried to keep his cool.
“We figured you would be. Go change the finish with Sammy and you’ll be set. We watched you guys practice this morning and the match you have planned should stay the same. The only change we want is for you to tap him out,” Nick instructed the young talent.
“Of course. Thank you so much. This means a lot to me,” Tyler was very grateful for this opportunity but also incredibly nervous.
The group exchanged pleasantries for a while longer until they left the room. Ty could feel his heart speeding up. There was no way he could go out to win a title feeling like this.
His palms were sweating and despite the news he had his focus was still somewhere else. He checked his watch to see he had an hour and thirty minutes until he was gonna go out.
Fuck the bet.
There was no way in hell Ty was going to fuck up the biggest match of his career over a bet.
He threw a hoodie and sweats over his gear and stepped out of dressing room, already feeling the clouds clear out of his head.
Ty booked it to the makeup chairs like he was being chased.
He stopped just a few steps behind where she was lounging.
She was perched on one of the chairs with her legs swinging. She was on her phone with a cherry red sucker in her mouth, just as he suspected.
She was a sight for sore eyes and he felt relief wash over him knowing she was perfectly fine.
“Hey,” he said suddenly making her look up from her phone. His voice was a surprise to his own ears. He had never spoken to her and now was probably not the best time to start.
She looked up at him from her chair and took the sucker out of her mouth, “Hey.”
The way she was smiling at his made his chest ache, “I was wondering if you could fix my hair before my match. I totally slept on it wrong.”
She looked skeptical. Tyler knew he sounded stupid. His hair was probably the easiest in the world to manage. All he did was run a brush through it and call it a day.
“Of course. Hook, right?” She called him by his in ring name.
He chuckled as he sat down in her chair, “Yeah, but you can call me Tyler.”
When her fingers began to comb through his hair he wanted to groan.
“I’m Ariane, but everyone around her calls me Ari.”
He finally knew her name and it fit her perfectly. He could feel all of his nerves slipping from his body as she touched him. It was like she had some sort of magnetic aura that dissipated all of his anxiety.
He stayed quiet as she moved his hair every which way. Her long pink acrylics were perfectly scratching his scalp. Ty fought the urge to shiver and lean into her touch.
“What gear are you wearing tonight?” Ari asked.
“I’ve got the orange on tonight.”
“You always wear those,” she teased, “What about the chain?”
He pulled his gold chain out of his hoodie and showed her. He was impressed she knew he always wore a chain to the ring. It made Ty smile that Ari watched him maybe as much as he watched her.
She moved from behind him to get a better look at the chain.
Ari leaned in and touched the chain around his neck. Her tan fingers brushed against the pulse point on his neck. He closed his eyes and took in a breath. Her long dark extensions created a curtain between them and the outside world. Tyler wanted to feel her hands on him forever.
Their eyes locked for a second and she smiled at him in a way that made him want to bend her over his lap and make her start fucking counting.
He tried not to lose control of the situation. It felt like she was holding him in the palm of her hand.
“This is really nice. It’s different than the ones you usually wear,” Ariane said finally and stepping away from him.
His mouth twitched into a small smile, “You pay a lot of attention to my chains?”
“You’re the only guy on the roster who doesn’t ask for my advice on gear. I like to see what you’re wearing.”
“Well, this one was my dad’s in the 90’s. He wore it when he proposed to my mom,” Ty couldn’t figure out why he was volunteering this information. He kept most of his personal life to himself but she made him spill his guts with only a few words.
“And you’re wearing it to win your first title,” she must’ve noticed the look he gave her, “You tend to hear a lot when you’re doing an entire roster’s makeup and hair.”
“The chain is a good luck charm. It made my mom say yes, maybe it’ll keep me from fucking up any spots,” he joked.
“I’ve never seen you mess up a spot before,” Ari rolled her eyes adorably.
Tyler really wanted to grab her and kiss her. Actually, he wanted to do more than that, he wanted to take her back to his dressing room and flip up that impossibly tiny skirt and fuck her. He had to get himself back under control.
He took a deep breath and stood up. He was standing almost chest to chest with her. Ty had a few inches on her, even with her heels. He looked down at her parted lips and smiled.
“Next time you have any advice on my gear, you can come find me in my dressing room,” his words dripped with sexual innuendo that made her noticeably flustered.
He walked away from the makeup area and to gorilla. Ty stripped down into his gear and waited for the women’s match to end.
He felt way more confident than he had in his lockeroom. Tyler was calm, satiated even. He talked to Ari for the first time ever and even flirted with her. He could comfortably take her off of his mind for now.
He was ready to go out there and have the best match of his life.
Even though he felt on top of the world, he still felt anxiety pooled in his belly. Any person in their right mind would.
This is going to be his first title run and he wants it to be amazing.
“Hey,” Sammy grabbed his shoulder, “The Bucks wanted me to come talk about the match with you.”
His calm attitude didn’t last long when he heard Sammy’s voice. Sammy Guevera was not an easy person to be around. Almost everyone on the roster hated him, besides his equally annoying wife, Tay.
“Yeah. All we have to do is keep the same combinations until the last three minutes. They want a submission victory so I was thinking you try for a frog splash and I catch you midair. I’ll give you a couple of suplexes and then put you in the redrum.”
“Whatever,” sammy rolled his eyes like the asshole he is, “I’m still pissed they sprung this on me last minute.”
“Maybe it’s because you called one of the most experienced veterans in the back a jobber,” Ty spit back at him.
Just because they had a match did not mean they had to like each other.
“Let’s just get this over with,” Sammy grumbled while walking away.
As the semi-main event ended with Britt holding her championship with a confident smirk on her face. He felt like his chest was on fire the closer it got to his match.
Tyler stood up and took a deep breath. He had seven minutes until his entire life would be changed.
He knew he had to go out first and stood at the curtain.
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The match went off without a hitch. Tyler was surprised considering Sammy kept giving him stiff punches and slapping him in the face.
Ty kept it professional, though and managed to finish the match without actually beating the shit out of him.
He walked to the back with the TNT titled draped over his shoulder as the backstage personnel and Tony Khan gave him a standing ovation.
His dad was the first person to hug him and tell him how proud he was. Tyler fought tears when they embraced.
He thanked everyone profusely and spoke to Tony privately about how grateful he was.
Ty was in the middle of picking up his sweats and hoodie when Dante came into view. He mentally groaned, he was going to get so much shit from him.
Dante wrapped gave Tyler a hug and when he pulled away he smiled, “Couldn’t do it could ya, champ?”
“Fuck off,” Tyler groaned, “It was the only way that match wasn’t gonna be shit. It was impossible to focus with her on my mind.”
“You sound like a fucking love sick puppy,” Dante laughed at him.
“Yeah yeah. What are we doing to celebrate?” Ty smirked at his friend.
“I’ve got some of the boys together and we can go grab drinks downtown. This is my first time in Nashville so I think Bowens is picking.”
“Sounds great. Let me go take a quick shower,” he replied walking away.
“Enjoy that private shower while it lasts!” Dante called from behind him.
Tyler just flipped him off and kept walking to his dressing room. He really was dreading giving it away for five weeks.
Just before he made it to his lockeroom he saw Ari leaning against the wall next to the his dressing room door texting on her phone.
“Hey,” he smiled at her.
She looked up at him, “Hey, champ. That was a great match. Congratulations.”
Her smiled was so genuine and happy it made his heart flutter a little bit, “Thanks. Hey, some of the guys are going out to celebrate. Wanna come with?”
Tyler watched as her green eyes lit up at the prospect of going out with him.
“I’d love to, but before I think you told me I should come into your lockeroom when I had any thoughts about your gear,” she gave him a sultry look through her false eyelashes.
His mouth quirked into a smile, “Yeah, and what is it you wanna say about my gear, doll?”
“I think it would look much better off,” she had an innocent look in her eyes despite the words she was saying.
This turned him onto no end. He didn’t even bother to say anything else, he just opened the door and pulled her inside.
He quickly locked the door and pressed her against it. Their lips touched and it felt like his skin was buzzing against her own.
He kissed a trail down her neck. He sucked and nipped at the delicate skin until there was a distinct hickey.
“Such a fucking tease all the time, hm? All those tiny little outfits” He said against her neck.
Tyler could hear her shaky breathing and the occasional whimper.
He smiled against her skin and finally pulled away, “If you want to stop, just say so.”
With that he tugged her over to the couch and pulled her onto his lap.
Their mouths were on one another’s in an instant. Their lips moved in a feverish manner, as if they couldn’t get enough of each other.
Ari was the first to pull away, “Let me properly congratulate you on your win, champ.”
She slinked down to her knees in front of him and put her hands on his bare thighs.
Tyler’s hand ran through her hair and Ari spoke again, “It’s a wonder it’s taken you this long to say something.”
He looked down at her in confusion as she started to palm him through his shorts, “I’ve seen you stand at my makeup station for months and stare at my ass. That’s why I’m dressed like this tonight.”
She kissed his thigh and whispered, “Just for you.”
Tyler finally said something, “Dressing like a whore at work just to impress me? I’m honored, baby.”
Ari rested her head against his thigh and stared at his hard on still confined in his pants.
Ty wrapped a hand in her and forced her to sit up properly, “Are you gonna let the champ fuck your face doll?”
She nodded eagerly, “Please fuck my face Tyler.”
He didn’t have to hear anymore, he pulled his cock out, “Stick your tongue out.”
Ariane shivered at his dominant voice and did what she was told.
He used his hand that was wrapped in her hair to guide her down his cock. Ty slowly sunk his cock in her mouth and groaned out when she made it to the base.
She began gagging a little bit and he let her pull off, “You’re so big,” she whimpered.
Ty thought she looked so cute like this, almost frustrated she couldn’t take him all the way down her throat, “You’ll make it work, baby.”
She wrapped her lips around his tip and looked up at him to signal that she was ready for him to continue
He started bobbing her head up and down his cock. His groans made her even wetter than she was.
Ty kept cursing in his deep voice and watched as he fingers snaked in between her legs and underneath her skirt.
“Cant even handle sucking cock without something inside you? Fucking hell,” he chastised her while moving her head faster.
He threw his head back when she started swirling her tongue around his length.
“Fuck,” Ty said aloud, “I’m gonna cum down that pretty throat.”
She nodded her head around him to assure him it was okay. Somehow he forced her to choke his cock down even faster.
Ari sucked impossibly hard and his hips bucked up into her mouth right before he came. She felt his hot seed shoot down her throat in long spurts and whimpered around him.
When he was finished with her he took her off of him.
They both stopped for a moment, him breathless and her with spit around her mouth and tears in her eyes.
“Come here,” he said while putting his shorts back on properly.
Ari obediently sat in the couch next to him before he grabbed her waist and sat her on his lap.
His arms wrapped around her, “We don’t have to go out with them tonight. We can go back to my hotel room and talk or something. I don’t want you to think I wanted this as a one time thing.”
Her voice was hoarse when she first started talking, “Today is a big day for you. You deserve to go out and celebrate.”
“Did you drive here?” He asked, ignoring her last comment.
“No, I ubered, why?”
“I’ll drive you back to the hotel then. Or the bar, it whatever you want, baby,” he smiled at her warmly.
She whined, “I can’t let you not celebrate you’re first title win. I’ll come with you to the bar and we can talk about all of this later.”
Tyler kissed the crown of Ari’s, “You know this wasn’t a one time thing for me, right? I want to have something real for you.”
She lifted her gaze to his, “Then we’re on the same page.”
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Being in a poly relationship with HookHausen hcs?
poly!hookhausen hcs
danhausen immediately threatening to curse anyone who hurts you two in the ring
hook likes being little spoon secretly
being the only people hook shares his chips with <33
they def fight over who gets to kiss you first when they get home
taz loving you and being so understanding of your dynamic
being middle spoon so you get to be held and hold one of your boys
they both love getting their hair played with and thank god you have two hands
head scratches are the only way to get them to danhausen to shut up sometimes, even though you love his ramblings.
trying to make them break character when you're helping them film promos
helping donovan do his makeup <33
as always my inbox is open for requests 🩷
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HOOK smoot?
Umm...yes absolutely without a doubt I gotchu-
Every Dog Has Its Day
Pairing: Hook x Fem!reader
Summary: Hook is fed up with the way his best friend has been treated by Ricky Starks.
Word Count: 3.9k
Warnings: SMUT 18+ (minors dni), cursing, p in v sex, oral (m and f receiving), got caught?, one (1) spank, hair pulling, Rick being a bit of a douche, possessive!Hook, maybe a little OOC Hook, unprotected sex!! (Wrap before you tap, be safe out there), creampie. If I missed anything, let me know.
A/N: Good morning my loves!! My first request! Okay this may be a little OOC for Hook, I tried my best but feedback is always appreciated. Sorry this was delayed so long, I got to a point where I had to rewrite it because I kinda hated the first final product. Hopefully you guys like this draft, I like it a lot more than the first one. I wasn't sure for a while what to write for this but then when I heard he was FTW Champ? Boom...
-WD
You watched with bated breath as Danhausen rolled Ricky into a pin, but quickly kicked out.
"Fuck..."
"How's he doin'?" Hook snuck up behind you, making you jump.
"Jesus, Hook," You laughed before turning back to the television. "I mean he's doin' alright? He's doing a lot better than I thought he would, he's holding his own-"
Boom! Ricky hits Danhausen with a spear, making you both cringe.
"Ooo..." Hook hissed as he hovered behind you. "1...2..."
"And it's over." You sighed, disappointment etched in your expression. "That wasn't even two minutes..."
"Did you want Danhausen to win?" Hook smiled down at you with a teasing squeeze of your shoulder, which you shook off and rolled your eyes.
"I just want someone to shut Ricky Starks up." You chuckled and rolled your eyes.
Hook slinked his hoodie-clad arm around your shoulder and nodded.
"Alright, I'm just giving you a hard time." Hook shrugged as he looked down and examined you. "Loving the new gear by the way."
"Yeah, yeah..." You muttered as you leaned your back against his chest and glanced up with a teasing glint in your eye. "You just like it because my ass is pratically hanging out of it."
"No, you look good in blue," Hook nodded while a hint of a smile creeped onto his face. "You're butt does look good though"
"Shut up!" You smacked his chest, making him chuckle. "You're so annoying."
"Hey, you asked." Hook threw up his hands in surrender.
You and Hook had been friends for a while now. Your dad's were friends, you came up in the same circles and you both started training around the same time. Now, you were both on the fast track to becoming two rising stars of the company. He was one of your good friends and you two were always spotted backstage, sharing hushed words and quiet laughs.
While Hook was known as a man of few words, around you he was more like a man of a few words. He never wasted an opportunity to pick on you and you two were always plotting some sort of mischief, being the two youngest on the roster.
Unfortunately for the both of you, Ricky Starks has been giving you some unwanted attention recently, letting his attraction to you be more than obvious. You had never gotten along with Ricky. You found him grating and egotistical, and you let him know at every chance you got. And yet, he still attempted to make moves on you (which you reject completely). The last thing you wanted was another win under his belt, he did not need to have his ego inflated any more than it was. You felt terrible because you know how close Hook and Ricky are, both of them being apart of Team Taz, but you could not look past the way you had been treated by him.
"I really wanted him to lose." You said in a voice low enough for Hook's ears only. "I want to watch his stupid face when he finally takes a loss."
"Easy, killer." Hook said slowly as he moved to stand fully behind you and started to rub your shoulders, pretending to prepare you for a fight. "Every dog has its day."
"Look, I know you guys are friends, I'm sorry-" You tried to backpedal but Hook shook his head.
"Don't you say sorry, he treats you like shit. Someone should've put him in his place a long time ago, I should be saying sorry to you." Hook went from lightly rubbing your shoulders to pressing careful pressure with the pads of his thumbs into your tense back muscles. "You're really tight, what's up?"
"I'm stressed." You huffed with a small frown as you watched Ricky get to his feet and grab a mic. "Didn't sleep very well last night either-"
"Very nice, very evil," Ricky labored over the mic. "But you're not absolute."
You groaned and pulled away from Hook's touch.
"I can't listen to this. Let me know when he's done." You started to walk away, but Ricky's next sentence pricked up your ears.
"And just like last week, I still got a little left in the tank. So let's bring out another challenge, and now for real this time." Ricky huffed and puffed and grabbed at his neck as he spoke.
Hook tensed for a moment, before he turned to face you. He haphazardly grabbed at his hoodie, took it off and handed it to you, leaving him in nothing but his boots and shorts.
"Hold this for me." He said before he turned to head to the curtain.
"What are you doing?!" You called after him as you followed in close pursuit.
"Shutting him up." He threw a wink over his shoulder before he flagged down a technician. "Play my music!"
"Oh, my god." Your heart started racing as you ran back to the television. "Shit, shit, shit..."
Hook's music hit and you heard the crowd pop. Hook marched out there with the most determined look on his face that you have seen in a while.
You threw on his hoodie quickly so you did not miss a second of this moment, eyes glued to the television unblinking.
"Is that Hook?" Austin Gunn approached you from behind and joined you at the monitor.
You just nodded as you brought a hand to your lips, not daring to move as the match started and more people gathered to watch the spectacle.
The first minute of the match proved they were a pretty even match with counters left and right, everyone was on edge. But when Hook got hit with a spear, everyone groaned.
"C'mon, Hook." You whispered as you watched him roll on the ground in pain. "Get up."
Ricky grabbed Hook and set him up for a roshambo, but Hook countered into the Redrum. The locker room went nuts, and so did the fans.
"Holy shit!" You gasped as you grabbed the closest person's arm, which happened to be Austin's. "Holy shit! C'mon Hook!"
Ricky tried to roll out of it, but Hook held on tight. When Ricky tapped out, you started jumping up and down and cheering. You stared wide eyed at the screen with your hands cupped over your mouth.
When he finally came backstage, Hook wore the biggest smile as he approached the crowd of people waiting to congratulate him, including you.
When he reached you, he held up the belt and smirked.
"That wasn't even two minutes." He mocked your words from earlier, which made you shake your head and grin ear to ear.
With the title still in his hands, he wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisted you into the air and spun you around a couple times. You yelped at the new height and laughed.
"Put me down!" You giggled.
"Does that count as shutting Ricky Starks up?" Hook asked with a very serious look on his face.
"Yes." You nodded, looking down at him while he still held you in the air.
"Did you see his face? Are you satisfied?" Hook's features scrunched as he squeezed you, making you laugh and throw your head back in mock annoyance.
"Yes!" You giggled at his ridiculousness. "Yes, I watched the whole thing, his face was priceless."
"Good." Hook chuckled as he dropped you back to your feet. Without letting you go, he gave you a once over and a smirk. "You're wearing my hoodie."
"Huh?" You looked down at the article of clothing and moved to take it off. "Oh, right. Here, sorry."
"No, no," Hook smirked and grabbed your hand to stop your movements. "You look better in it."
"Stop, now you're just being cheesy." you rolled your eyes, but could not stop the smile or blush.
You pulled away and started the short walk back to the locker rooms. Hook joined you at your side and bumped your shoulder.
"I'm just being honest." Hook smiled with a little glint in his eye. "You should wear my clothes more often, maybe Ricky will leave you alone after that."
"If only it were that easy." You smiled shook your head.
Silence fell over you two as they approached the door to your dressing room. When you turned to look back at Hook, his expression was sullen
"It could be." His brows creased, looking almost upset
"Hook..." Your smile fell and your heart sunk.
"Y/N..." He took ahold of your hand and squeezed it.
Of course you had harbored feelings for him since you met, but you always held back out of fear that he did not feel the same and you would ruin the friendship. You cherished your relationship you had and everything about him, from his cold outer shell to his playful jabs.
"Let me prove it to you." He threw the title up on his shoulder as he stared at you thoughtfully. "Come out and celebrate with me tonight, I'll show you how good we could be."
"Hook, I don't need tonight to prove that you would treat me well, I know you would. You already do." You crossed your arms and took a deep breath as you felt anxiety start to spark in your gut. You opened the door behind you and sighed as you entered your dressing room. "I just-"
"Then what's stopping you?" Hook laughed a little as he spoke. He followed you into the room, closed the door behind him and pulled you back into his arms. "Give me a reason."
You felt a shiver go up your spine when his hand made contact with the small of your back and gently pulled you flush to his front.
"I..." You tried to think of something to say, but they were all words without a leg to stand on.
"Just give me a reason and I'll stop." Hook whispered as he tucked a stray hair behind you ear. His hand slid behind your ear and cupped your jaw, his thumb gliding against your cheek adoringly. "Say the word."
"I don't want to ruin our friendship..." You blurted out quietly, color quickly dusting your cheeks.
"What if I wanted more than a friendship with you? What if I wanted to take you out?" Hook's head tilted to the side slightly, his hair flopping with it. He was still holding your face in his calloused hand.
"You want a relationship?" Your voice was small out of shock, which made Hook chuckled and nod.
"Since we met in training, but I just assumed you didn't feel the sa-" Hook's sentence was cut off by you grabbing his cheeks and pressing a soft peck to his lips.
He just stared at you for a moment, unblinking. Then he leaned forward and captured your lips in a kiss that left you breathless for a moment. Your stomach did a flip when you felt his lips curl into a smile against your mouth.
"So that's a yes?" He murmured, noses bumping against each other.
You nodded, a grin spreading across your face.
"Use your words, Y/N," Hook's voice was low rumble in your ear. "Is that a yes?"
"Yes." You whispered.
"Good," Hook smirked as he pulled back. "I'm taking you out tonight to celebrate. Go get dressed, I'll swing by in a few and we'll go grab some dinner. Are you hungry?"
"I could eat." You nodded as your eyes scanned his features.
"What sounds good?" Hook squeezed your hips with his free hand and nudged his thumb under the hem of the hoodie to pinch the exposed flesh.
"Whatever the champion wants." You teased, leaning up to give him chaste kiss on the cheek. "Now shoo, I gotta get dressed."
"Can I watch?" Hook joked, but his smiled fell when he watched you slowly toss the hoodie off, leaving you only in your ring gear.
"I wouldn't mind that." You smirked and pulled him into you.
The kiss was searing. His lips were softer than you ever imagined they would be. You raked your fingers through his hair and his hands roamed your back and hips. His hands dragged up your back to try to find the straps to your top and pull them down your shoulders. Hastily, he broke the kiss and moved to the couch and pulled you into his lap. You straddled his thighs and he kissed down your neck and started leaving open mouthed kisses and nips on your collarbone.
"Someone's in a rush." You teased, which earned you a firm squeeze and a swift smack on your ass.
"Someone's mouthy." Hook whispered into your neck as he sucked a love bite. "I can fix that-"
Knock knock knock.
"Y/N? You in there?"
Ricky.
"Uhh, yeah I'm changing? Talk later?" You tried to respond as Hook made another attempt to take your top off, which you successfully shimmied off.
"Can we talk now? I don't know if you saw but I lost-"
"Yeah I saw Ricky, I-" Your thought fell short and was cut off with a little sigh as Hook latched his lips onto your nipple. "Hook..."
"Don't leave him hanging." Hook's voice was low as he gently latched his teeth on your nipple and kitten licked the sensitive nerves, making you keen.
"Ricky, I'm kinda busy right now, maybe later?" You rushed your sentence out when you felt Hooks free hand that wasn't holding you up in his lap slip down your shorts to your clothed clit.
"Busy? Busy doing what?" Ricky's annoyed tone made Hook groan.
He pulled his hand from your shorts, grabbed his discarded hoodie and pulled it onto your exposed body before he marched to the door and threw it open. He leaned against the doorframe with tense shoulders and a set jaw.
"Busy doing me," Hook's voice was low and taught with frustration as he pushed some hair out of his face. "Mind giving us some space? We were in the middle of something before you came knocking."
Ricky stood with a slack jaw and wide eyes. He glanced back at you and back at Hook. Hook did not bother to wait for Ricky to respond.
"Great, thanks." Hook closed the door in Ricky's face and locked it.
When he looked back at you, your expression was filled with shock and a little embarrassment, but you were on the verge of laughing.
"Hook, Ricky was just-"
"Don't say his name, not when I'm about to make you scream mine." Hook cracked his neck before he pulled the hoodie back off of your body, grabbed your thighs, pulled you down so your back fell on the back of the couch and threw your legs over his shoulders.
He grabbed your shorts, pulled them down your legs and started kissing and biting up your thighs, making you squirm. He pulled your legs up and gently blew cold air on your exposed core, making your hips lift off the couch.
"Hook, please..."
"Louder, I want him to hear." Hook kept his eyes trained on your face as he wrapped his lips around your clit.
Your head dropped back against the couch as he went to work. His hands dug into your hips to keep them down as he licked stripes up your core and planted kisses when he could. You latched a hand on the back of his head for support as he devoured you. When you started to roll your hips for more friction, Hook snaked his hand around and pinned your hips down.
"Fuck, please Hook, I'm so close." You accidentally tugged at his hair harshly, but he only moaned against you.
"C'mon, baby, let go," his encouragement vibrated up your spine as you shuddered against his lips.
He helped you ride out your high before he kissed up your stomach, his breath tickling your skin and making you giggle.
"How do you feel, baby?" He whispered as he kissed the shell of your ear.
You nodded and hummed contently as you pulled his lips to yours for a chaste kiss.
"I could get used to this." You smiled up at him with flushed cheeks and heavy breaths.
He pecked you one more time before he stood at his full height.
"Good," he grinned as he looped his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts. "You wanna keep going?"
"Is that even a question?" Your chuckled died in your throat as you watched him drag his shorts down his legs and his member sprung forward, already dripping with precum.
He smiled when he noticed your tongue dart out and lick your lips.
"Want a taste?" He teased while he stroked his cock a few times.
You nodded and quickly sat up to take a lick up his shaft. He threw his head back as your lips wrapped around the tip and swirled your tongue in delicate circles. He placed his hand on the back of your head and started to bob your head gently, making you gag softly. He gripped your hair and pulled your mouth off with a soft pop.
"I'd love for you continue, but if you keep that up I don't think I'll be able to fuck that pretty pussy of yours. Lay on your back, baby." Hooks words made your cheeks hot as you laid back. "Just tell if it's too much."
He wrapped your legs around his hips and guided his cock into you slowly. The stretch made you bite your lip and grind your hips, which made hook smirk.
"So desperate already?" He teased.
"Been waiting for this for longer than you think." You smiled as you flipped the pair of you over. "My turn."
You slid down on his cock, and when you bottomed out, his hands were already gripping your hips and trying to get you to rock back and forth on his dick.
"Now who's being desperate?" You began to rock up and down.
"You're gonna be the end of me, c'mere." Hook dragged you down to be flush with his chest and pinned your arms behind your back as he started to thrust his hips into yours at a breakneck pace.
You tried to keep you volume to a minimum, considering anyone could walk by your door and hear exactly what you were doing, but the way the head of his cock was dragging against your walls made you throw caution to the wind. You buried your head into the crook of his neck as gasps and whines started to escape your lips.
"Hook I-"
"I know baby, I'm right there too. Clenching around me like crazy," Hook breathed out, his voice strained as his pace became more desperate and sloppy and less deliberate and aimed. "Cum for me baby, I'm right behind you."
His words were enough to make you bite down on his neck to try to muffle the moan that ripped through your chest as you came. You felt Hook's hips stutter a few times before his buried himself in you and filled you up to the brim. He let go of your arms and wrapped you up in his as he nuzzled your neck and gave you a little kiss on your shoulder.
"That was amazing." You smiled as you pushed your self up from his neck and gave him a peck on the cheek. "How long have you been holding out on me?"
Hook chuckled and gave your hip a pinch, which made you wince a laugh a little.
"Too long." He pushed himself up to lean his back on the arm of the couch and traced thoughtful shape on your waist and hip. "You're all mine now though, right?"
"If you'll have me." You smiled as you brushed his hair out of his face.
He kneaded the flesh of your ass and grinned.
"Of course I will," He ran his hand from your butt up your spine and back down. "Now, let's get dressed."
"What's the rush?" You brows furrowed as you slowly pushed off his dick with a wince.
"I'm taking you out to dinner, remember?" Hook grabbed his shorts and pull them up to rest on his hips. "Make sure you wear that."
You followed his gaze to the hoodie that was haphazardly thrown to the side earlier.
"Why...?" You got to your feet and started to get dressed yourself.
"It's chilly out, plus you look good in my clothes." He gave you a look that made your face heat up. He gave you another quick peck before her turned to leave. "Get dressed, I'll be back in ten minutes."
"Sure." You nodded as you watched him go.
The rest of the night was more than enjoyable. He took you to this little hole-in-the-wall and you went out on a walk around the town. You guys found yourself downtown at one point. He took some pictures of you and him, which was more than fun since Hook actually knew how to take a picture and make it look good. After your little photoshoot, Hook got a call from his dad wondering where he went off to.
"I'm with Y/N, Dad...yeah...yeah...I'll let you know...alright...bye." Hook ended the call with a huge smile on his face.
"What happened?" You felt a smile start to grow on your face as you watched him put his phone back in his pocket.
"Dad's over the moon that we finally got together. Just told me to text him when we're back at the hotel and safe." Hook pulled you in and pressed kiss to your forehead. "Apparently him and Excalibur had a running bet going on us. He owes my dad $50."
You could not help but throw your head back and laugh. Eventually, you both made it back to the hotel, where he dropped you off at your room and said goodnight. Once you settled into bed, you started to scroll through Instagram. You were scrolling aimlessly, when a picture caught your eye that made you scroll back up immediately.
It was a picture of Hook and you from tonight. You in his hoodie under his arm. You could easily see the hickey you left on his neck. Your eyes immediately darted to the caption.
"He couldn't keep the title, couldn't keep his tag partner, and he couldn't even keep the girl...not like he had her in the first place."
Your eyes bulged out of your head. You flung yourself out of bed, left your room and ran down the hall to Hook's room. You knocked on it until he opened the door.
"What?" Hook laughed at your disheveled self before you showed him the post.
"Are you trying to piss him off more?" You sighed.
He chuckled and pulled you in for a firm kiss.
"If it means he'll finally leave my girl alone, then yeah." Hook pulled you into his room and shut the door.
"I think that was mission accomplished when you were the one who opened my dressing room door." You smiled into another kiss as he pushed you back towards the bed.
"Then the post is for good measure," he climbed into bed with you and pulled you into his lap. "Now c'mere. Maybe you'll have a better night sleep with me."
"It's the same mattress as mine-" You tried to argue as you rolled onto your side, but he just shushed you.
"Just lay with me, silly." He chuckled as he pulled you close.
To no one's surprise, you did sleep better that night.
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The Viper's Sister - (Part 2) Hook Smut
Warning: smut 18+ only
Part 1
The drive to the hotel was short as I stared out the car window ignoring my phone blowing up with texts about the hickey and why I left early. Hook is smirking to himself as he pulls into the parking lot of the hotel. He walks around the car and opens my door finally bringing me out of my zoned out state. I smile as he grabs our bags and we walk inside the hotel.
We had already checked in earlier today, but I had gotten a room by myself as I was still new to the company. Hook was rooming with Ricky so we went to my room and Hook set our bags down inside. We looked each other up and down before smirking and wrapping our arms around one another as our lips connected like magnets.
His hands drifted down until he grabbed my ass making me moan into the kiss. My fingers ran through his hair slightly pulling at the ends causing him to groan and grind his hips into mine. He picks me up under my thighs and carries me over to the bed and drops me lightly watching the bed slightly bounce.
"I'm gonna leave hickeys all over your body babygirl. Gonna show everyone who you belong to."
I squirm under his gaze before reaching to take off my shirt.
"Nuh-uh... that's my job. Lay back, relax, and enjoy the ride babe."
My thighs clench together instinctively and he chuckles under his breath before he slides his hands up my legs and slowly lays down in between them. His lips attach to yours as his hands slide under your shirt letting his fingers slide up and down your sides. I kiss him and wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer to feel him hardening against me.
"Babe, we need to lose some clothes." I whined into the kiss before he started nibbling on my bottom lip.
"Patience, sweetheart. We have all night."
I groan before running my fingers under his shirt and lightly tracing my nails up and down his back. He hummed into the kiss and I took the chance to roll over on top of him. I threw off my shirt and made quick work of my bra as he smirked up at me. I bit my lip and slowly started to rock back and forth letting our hips grind together. His head lulled back as he watched my tits sway with my movements. He enjoyed the sight for a few seconds before he got impatient himself and rolled us back over before taking off his shirt.
My hands slid up and down his torso feeling every muscle as he leaned forward leaving bite marks and hickeys on the top of my breasts. His tongue swiped across to soothe them and he looked up at me winking.
"Fuck, please... Ty..."
His fingers grabbed into the band of my leggings and he leaned back helping me remove them as he bit his lip seeing I had no panties on.
"Fucking tease, you wanted everyone to smell your wetness after I got you all riled up. Didn't you?"
I bit my lip nodding as he started to kiss and bite up my legs. I happily spread my thighs open allowing him to lay down between them and wrap his hands around my hips. His tongue licked up and down my wet lips slowly as my eyes rolled back and my breathing became uneven. His tongue traced my entrance before slowly thrusting in and out and he watched my reaction to every move he made.
My right hand grabbed onto his head and pushed him closer as my left hand braced myself by grabbing the pillow behind my head. His fingers slowly started to thrust in and out as his lips sucked on my clit. His shook his head and curled his fingers up inside me making my body release almost instantly. I tried to suppress my moans by biting my lip but the groans still came through. "Holy fuck, that's it baby."
He worked me through my orgasm and dropped his pants and boxers before crawling back onto the bed. In my blissed out state, I was trying to catch my breath when I felt his tip nudging my entrance. I looked up and saw him slowly grinding his hips into mine to wet his cock. He was bigger than I imagined from grinding on him, but my body is ready so I bring my knees up to my chest and spread them.
Hook looks at me pleasantly surprised before lining up and slowly thrusting inside me. My mouth falls open in a silent moan before his lips catch mine in a passionate sloppy kiss. He slowly pulls out and thrusts back in a couple times until he feels me relax and my arms wrap around his neck. His thrusts gain speed and depth as I start to moan into the kiss.
His kisses run down my neck and back up to my ear where he leaves another hickey. "You like being marked Y/N? You like the thrill of someone asking about the hickeys?"
I moan and arch my back as he hits the right spot and he chuckles in my ear. "I'm gonna take that as a yes. I bet you like seeing handprints on your ass in the morning too huh?"
Before I can even process the question, he has me on my hands and knees as his hands knead my ass cheeks. He smacks each cheek a couple times loving the slight moan that leaves my mouth with each one. He leans down and kisses each mark before thrusting back inside me from behind. His grip on my hips as he pulls me back into him is strong and most definitely going to leave bruises but it feels so good.
"Oh yes, right there Ty... fuck me."
I can feel my pussy starting to clench as he hits my g spot over and over. His thrusts get faster and harder as we hear our skin slapping together and heavy breathing.
"You feel so good around my cock baby. I'm gonna cum and fill you up."
His right hand reaches around and plays with my clit as his left one pulls my head back by my hair. My body shakes as I struggle to grab onto anything as I cum again. My nails dig into the sheets as I moan feeling my pussy milking his cock tightly. Finally, I feel him cum inside me as his thrusts stutter before coming to a halt.
He slowly pulls out watching his cum spill out of me before he gets a wet washcloth from the bathroom and slowly wipes me clean. I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling trying to regain my breath as he lays down next to me. We both look at each other and laugh seeing our disheveled state.
"Round 2 in a little bit babe. I still want to know how you sound choking on my cock."
I look over at him wide eyed and playfully slap him across the chest.
"And what if I don't want to suck you off?"
He smirked and rolled onto his side. "I saw the way your eyes lit up and your mouth watered when you first saw it. I know you want a taste sweetheart."
I rolled my eyes "Well maybe if you stop being a cocky asshole, I will ride you too."
He smiled and leaned in for a kiss whispering against my lips "I'd love to see you try."
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random aew sex headcanons
(bc we’re all starved aren’t we)
warnings: smut (obvi, minors dni), afab!reader, mentions of…a lot of filthy things.
matt jackson
everyone talks a lot about matt being a soft boy and while it’s sweet i kind of think otherwise
he’s incredibly possessive and it shows during sex
a lot of marking (on both sides lowkey, he’s definitely come out to the ring with your nail scratches on his back) he loves leaving hickies on you and prints on your ass
stroke game go craaaaazy it’s like he knows your body better than yours he knows exactly how to make you whimper
so cocky about it too, a lot of teasing. “i’ve got you wrapped around my finger, pretty baby.”
also has a huge praise kink please tell him how good he’s doing it fuels him
however very very soft afterwards. so intimate, so loving. pampers you, doesn’t let you lift a finger.
holds you close to his chest and gives you so many kisses. tells you he loves you more than anything.
nick jackson
okay super duper cocky helloooo probably just as cocky as matt really
as i mentioned in my young bucks kinks post, he really takes his time with you.
has a huge kink for turning your brain to mush without trying too much
likes to tease you for a while, have you practically begging for him to fuck you and then when he finally does you’re just beside yourself with pleasure
this also fuels him. fuels his ego big time.
lives for some good head, really likes gathering your hair in a ponytail and fucking your throat until you’re drooling and your eyes are tearing
he’s also kind of disgusting in the best way. likes to cum in your mouth then kiss you. then spit it back in your mouth. (maybe i’m just going off on a tangent here but wouldn’t that be so hot wowww)
hook
when i tell you i’m suddenly enamored with this man (i hate that i’m so weak for floppy haired fuckboy types)
i don’t necessarily think he’s inexperienced when it comes to sex. i mean yes he’s young but he knows what to do, he knows what you like
pays a lot of attention to you and the things you say when it comes to sex. notices the way you squirm when he praises you, notices the small gasp when he hooks (haha-) his arm around your waist and tugs you close when someone’s getting too friendly with you
because he’s normally so stoic and doesn’t necessarily talk a lot the things he says during sex really hit hard
a lot of “that’s it. you’re doing great, baby.” lowkey puts your pussy on a pedestal like. he’s so cuntdrunk when he fucks you, he can’t get enough
thinking about him groaning in your ear, “fuck this pussy is so fucking good.” that’s just really good
i also think his pet names for you are lowkey degrading not in a really severe way but i rather like the idea of him constantly calling you a brat and making fun of you for being pouty whenever he’s not giving you enough attention
kenny omega
kenny definitely has a mean streak but i kinda feel like in general he’s relatively soft?
he’s not above trying new things, quite likes choking you.
but he also kind of loves it when you take control (a la, fka twigs. “i’m a boss in my life, do i really have to boss in the sheets?)
listen i just love sub!kenny, he kind of loves being used by you. fucking loves you pinning him down and riding him as much as you want, holding his face and staring into his eyes
oh wow does he love breeding you too oof don’t you just wanna be pinned down by him and his big ole pecs
kenny gives great head too wow. loves it when you tug his hair, loves it when you ride his face. i can also kind of see him liking anal 🫢 like fucking you while you have a plug in
gets a real kick out of the fact that he can make you squirt
i called him soft and proceeded to talk abt filthy things i love making no sense
(i wanted to do more but i’m gonna be late for work ; ^ ; )
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First Date
Eddie Munson x fem!reader
Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY, heavy petting, groping, slight hand job, dry humping
You both try to go slow, it's your first date after all. But it’s not as easy as it sounds when his hands are wandering and your lips are on his neck. Eddie has the top of your dress pulled down (he’d groaned dramatically when he realized you weren’t wearing a bra) and his body leans over yours, your thighs on either side of his hips and your back on the couch.
You knew you weren’t going all the way, but you’d told him he could take his jeans off. It was a selfish ask. It made it so that you could feel him better when you rubbed against him.
You suck lightly on his earlobe and Eddie gasps.
“Oh fuck.”
“Yeah?” you ask breathily, more tease than you would have guessed yourself capable of. He chuckles but it is half pant.
"Yeah."
You kiss his earlobe again, grazing your teeth lightly over the shell.
"I need to fuck you," he mutters, though he pulls back and away from your mouth. Eddie looks down at you with hazy. "But we're not fucking tonight, so I need a second to get my shit together."
While he takes a breath, he sits back on his heels, your legs still around his hips. He rests his hands heavy on your thighs and looks down at you in your amused, debauched state. It's absolutely not helping him calm down. Neither is the fact that he can't stop his hands from sliding up and squeezing over your exposed breasts.
"Fuck," Eddie mutters as he watches the supple flesh give and spill around his large fingers. His audible frustration makes you let out a giggle, and you notice that his cock twitches in his boxers at the sound. The sight has you ready to end this break, so you push him so that he's sitting against the back of the couch, clambering up to straddle him.
"You're hot," you mumble before kissing your way from his jaw to his lips. Your hand slides down his chest to rest on his abdomen. He cants his hips upward and the tip of his clothed cock taps your hand, obviously encouraging you to grasp it through the fabric. So of course you do.
"Shit, no you're hot."
You bite your lip to keep from arguing with him. He's calling you hot and if you're honest with yourself, you've never felt hotter than you do right now with his hands all over you, so you decide to go with it. Eddie hangs his head so he can watch you jerk him slowly through his boxers. It's hot and hard in your palm and you're sure to rub your thumb over the mushroom head, pleased to feel a little bit of sticky precum bleed through the cloth.
This is absolutely not what you'd assumed would happen when you agreed to spontaneously go on this first date earlier today. You'd guessed you would, at best, enjoy some good conversation and company. You hadn't anticipated agreeing to go back to his place after just a few drinks, but holy fuck are you glad that's the direction the night took.
It's not long before Eddie's hand drops over the back of yours, stopping your motion over his member.
"Baby...you're killing me. We might need to stop," he grunts. Contrary to his words, his hand continues to guide yours up and down his cock, making you laugh. Eddie's eyes flash up to yours in amusement.
"What's so funny?" he asks. You shake your head but keep laughing, so Eddie takes the opportunity to push you onto your back again. His hand cups between your legs, fingers pressing over where your clit should be. You lift your hips to seek out more friction, though you know it's a useless pursuit with how snug and thick your stockings are.
"Right there?" Eddie asks, pressing more pointedly. Your roll your hips, impatient.
"Yeah...under layers," you joke. His hand worms into the tight control panel waistband of your stockings so he can play with the top of your panties.
"You know," he says casually, as if his hand isn't between your legs making you melt. "I could go down on you."
You blink up at him.
"Huh?"
"I could go down on you," Eddie repeats, leaning down over you to kiss your neck. "If you want."
When you don't reply, Eddie pulls back to gauge your reaction. It spurs you to speak up.
"Nobody's ever done that before," you say quietly. Eddie continues to swirl his finger over the top of your panties, but the movement is gentle.
"Really?" he asks, voice colored with disbelief. You shrug and try not to show that you're embarrassed by the inexperience you're projecting. Eddie's having none of it. "I'd go down on you, baby."
You surge up then at his words and pull him into another deep kiss. It's all tongue and teeth with your hands in his hair, tugging hard. Eddie's hand pulls out of the waistband of your stockings so he can grip and grab at you wildly in response.
You do it so that it can distract him from the offer he was making. Because there's nothing you wanted more than to let him rip your stockings off your body and put that talented tongue to use at your apex. But you had promised yourself that - even if you were going to hook up pretty intensely - you weren't going to have sex on this first date.
Eddie finally pulls back to let you breathe, which you do with a gasp, and he rests his sweaty forehead to yours.
"Probably better not. If I go down on you...I'm pretty sure we'll end up fucking."
He says it with a smug grin on his face. Pure confidence that makes you laugh and want to contradict him, but you absolutely know the man is correct.
"Yeah, I guess that's right."
Eddie sits back up to give you room to do the same. You both sit facing the long dark television to catch your breath. Out of the corner of your eye you notice Eddie has his hand on his still hard dick, stroking softly. He catches you looking and shoots you a grin.
"Sorry, I'm so fucking tuned on." He's saying sorry but his thighs are manspread performatively and it's very clear he likes you watching him. Just as much as he likes watching your breasts bounce as you laugh and lean forward to kiss the tattoo on his pec. You rest your head against his shoulder so you can watch him touch himself for another few minutes before you sigh.
"I think I have to leave before I end up doing what I really want to do."
Eddie groans and stills his hand, moving it up instead to cradle your jaw, turning you towards him for one more lingering kiss.
"Let me call you a cab," he says against your lips and you nod.
While you run to the bathroom to adjust your dress and make sure it doesn't look like you'd just dry humped Eddie Munson for an hour, the man in question puts his jeans back on. You walk out to find him adjust his still hard cock in the confines of the garment, wincing.
"Alright there, champ?" you ask him with a grin. The cab honks its arrival out front.
"I will be jerking off the minute you leave, just know," he says matter-of-factly as he leads you out the door. "I don't know if girls need to do that, but I'm pretty much gonna die if I can't cum after all that."
He says it good-naturedly and for once in all of your dating life, you don't feel pressured or shamed. Just extremely flattered to have this kind of effect on him.
At the bottom of his front step you turn and place a hand on the side of his neck and pull him down closer to you.
"I don't need to make myself cum. But I'm definitely going to," you whisper into his ear before running off to the cab, sparing him one cheeky look over your shoulder so you can bask in his dumbfounded expression.
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#this is based pretty closely on an experience I had last night on a first date#ya girl hooked up with someone guyssssss#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x fem!reader
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could you do 59 and 68 from the nsfw prompt list with hook? love your writing btw!
• for so long, i’ve waited — hook •
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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { hook masterlist }
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{ summary } — six months away was pure torture and tyler was determined to prove just how much he’s missed you
{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, face sitting, oral sex { female receiving } switch!reader, female orgasm squirting
{ word count } — 700
{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook
{ genre } — smut
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{ 59 } — if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs
{ 68 } — come sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i’ve missed you
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you waited anxiously as the airport terminal filled with patrons
awaiting family members, friends and lovers
tyler’s plane had just landed and the anxiety that had flooded your veins only increased
it had been six long months since you’d last seen him, last felt him
sexting and late night facetime calls did not do it justice
and quite frankly, you’d been deprived recently
it did not feel the same without his touch
you scanned the terminal, noticing passengers already beginning their exit
your eyes locked on tyler’s, widening with relief as a heavy sigh filled your lungs
you raced towards him, almost knocking over others in your attempt to duck and squeeze past them
he engulfed you in his arms, holding you close
inhaling your scent as if it was the only thing keeping him alive
“god, i missed you” he mumbled into the crook of your neck
peppering small kisses to the skin
“me too…” you responded, voice quivering slightly, trying to hold back choked sobs
he held you for a moment, just basking in the warmth of your embrace
“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your thighs”
his voice rumbled deeply against your skin,
feeling his hands sneak around your waist, dipping into the curves of your hips
so dangerously close to your ass
“tyler, there’s people around” you reminded him, the both of you still standing in the middle of the airport terminal
“don’t act like you’ve never been fucked in public, princess”
he let his lips linger against your jawline a few seconds longer than normal
still holding your body close, so desperate from being away for so long
“i know but, i don’t want these other people to see or hear. i want you all to myself”
you cupped his cheeks in your palms, thumbs lightly grazing atop the apples of his cheeks
finding yourself getting lost in his warm irises
“well then let’s get you home then, shall we?”
he gave you a small kiss, eventually parting from the embrace
you’d never seen a man with such desperation to get home
he practically raced to the car, throwing his bags in the back seat with no hesitation
he insisted he’d drive, despite just getting off a ten hour flight
you adored his persistence, even when you offered to drive in his place
the drive home felt shorter than normal
mostly because of tyler’s impatient driving
he could not even wait until the two of you were inside
his hands already roaming your figure
his breathing laboured, hungry and lustful
dragging you to your shared bedroom
not even bothering to strip himself as he laid face up on the bed
“come sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i’ve missed you”
you were quick to comply, already shedding your clothing before he’d even finished his sentence
crawling up his frame, your breasts full and round, bouncing slightly with your movements
he craned his neck upward, lightly licking your nipples before you pushed him back down into the mattress
“wait” you remarked with a dominant tone tyler was not used to
“yes ma’am” he retorted with enthusiasm
licking his lips as your void hovered over his tongue
moaning into you as you sink onto his tongue
his hands instantly reached up to grab your waist
holding you down as he devoured you
he ate you out like a man possessed
drinking you in as you dripped onto his tongue
“oh fuck!-“ you whined, taking a fistful of loose curls
the brown sugar colour complemented your skin so well
his tongue flicked across your clit, sending shivers between your thighs
watching his eyes roll back into his skull as he sampled your taste
feeling himself grow firm in his sweatpants as the moments ticked by
your hips swirling against his tongue, feeling lighter than air upon release
tyler was in heaven, moaning against your walls, feeling you clench around his tongue
a small whine of displeasure leaving his lips when you pulled away
your hand fell to the bulge in his sweatpants
palming his cock lightly
“don’t worry baby, i’m gonna show you how much i missed you too”
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#{ my fics : 🤍 }#hook#hook x reader#hook imagine#hook smut#hook aew#send hook#aew#wrestling imagine#wrestling smut#aew imagine#aew wrestling#aew fanfiction
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Main Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist
Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Oral (m receiving) unprotected sex. Cum swallowing. Unprotected sex, p in v. Mention of spitting, throat squeezing, anal.
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Gifs and photos do not belong to me.
Requested by @brideofinfamy . Hope you like it
WC: 1065
I was standing in the opposite corner when it finally happened.
I knew it was going to happen.
When she finally had to kiss fucking Ricky Starks, to show the wrestling world that the two of them are dating.
I had to bite the inside of my cheek when it I watched it happen. Ricky was babbling away about nothing, like usual. Only enjoying the sound of his voice, when he dropped the mic, wrapped his arms around her waist and slammed his mouth against hers.
I watched as my girlfriend kissed her fake boyfriend with just as much passion as he was giving her. I watched as he placed his hands on her ass and squeezed.
That is when she broke the kiss and, and I came charging at him. Bryce signalling that the match has started.
She got out of the way and stood in his corner, just as she was told to do. Cheering on the arrogant son of a bitch, while I had no one in my corner, even though all I wanted was her.
I won, making our feud go on even longer. I stormed backstage, ready to knock the living shit out of Ricky for real this time, for pulling that ass grabbing stunt in the ring, but I found him and her in a heated discussion.
I slowly walked towards the two of them, wanting to hear their discussion. "You had no right grabbing my ass Ricky." She was seething. Her finger was poking his chest.
"Oh, come on, babygirl, it was all for the fans." Oh, how I wanted to smack the smirk off of his face.
"One, you do not get to call me that, ever. Two, you run things by me because I will not be manhandled by you. Or I will go and talk to Tony and end this fake romance before you can even blink. Got that?"
Ricky held up his hands in mock surrender. "Got it."
He saw me there, gave me the middle finger and turned around, and walked away.
"Hey, baby girl." She instantly relaxed and turned around to face me. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her flushed against my chest, putting my face in her neck, and just breathed in her scent.
"I know you're not happy, Ty."
"Of course I'm not. I had to watch him grab your ass. I had no idea he would do that, and you just let it happen." I knew I missed up with the last bit of that sentence because she pulled out of my arms and looked into my eyes, searching for something.
"You really think I wanted that to happen? You heard what I said to him. Ty, I never wanted that. Fuck, I didn't even want to kiss him."
"Sure fooled me." I was pouting. I knew everything she said was true, but all I could see was him and her making out in my mind.
"Come, let us go talk in private before we have an audience." She grabbed my hand, and we started to walk somewhere private, with my eyes on the floor.
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My eyes were half closed, my mouth was open, as little whines fell from lips. She was bouncing in my lap, biting her lips, moaning my name as here and there.
"You really think I would let Ricky fuck me where anyone could just walk in?" Her questioned surprised me.
"No, baby." I moaned, as she squeezed her pussy around my cock. "Look at me, Tyler." I forced my eyes open and looked into eyes.
"You think that he could fuck me until I turn so stupid that I can only think of is your name?"
"Fuck, no." I love it when she gets like that. So out of it as I fuck orgasm after orgasm out of her until she is just a mess. Her juices soaking the mattress below us, and my thighs and my cock. She has never looked more beautiful to me than she does at that very moment.
"You're the only man I have ever let fuck my ass." I gripped her hips when she said that, knowing that is true. I wanted nothing more than to fuck that hole right now, and it was like she read my mind.
"When we get back to the hotel room, you can fuck it yeah?"
"Gonna make me cum." I groaned. Trying to force myself not to cum. I didn't want this stop.
"Only man, I have ever let cum inside me with no barrier."
I whimpered her name, not knowing how long I can hold on.
"Only man who makes me scream so loud that the neighbours call in and complain."
She kept listing everything she let's me do to her, or I was the only man who she had ever allowed to do to her.
"Love it when you wrap your hand around my throat, squeezing it just right as you fuck me."
"Only man to ever let spit in my mouth."
"Only man I have ever blown while he is driving."
"Shit, the only man who has ever made me cum with just his cock alone." She cried out as she came, still bouncing in my cock as she orgasmed.
The combination of her orgasm and her listening to everything I have done to her, I was close. So close to finishing.
But she knew it. She always does.
I groaned at the loss of her pussy as she got off of me, but that groan was replaced with the long drawn out moan of her name as she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, and started to bob her head.
I didn't last long. I was already close to being with, but I never last long when she blows me.
With a shout of her name, I came. She quickly swallowed it all, not wanting to miss a single drop.
My chest was heaving as she pulled her mouth away from my cock.
"Finale one. The only man who I will ever swallow for. You have ruined me for anyone else, Ty."
She was rubbing my thighs as she gave me a soft smile.
I cupped her face in my hand, running my thumb across her bottom lip. She kissed it. "I love you, baby girl."
"I love you too, Ty."
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tsukishima only ever realizes how satisfying and rewarding it feels to please someone else when he has you come for him for the very first time.
he’s never been big on dating or hooking up either, and barely put much effort into it whenever it did happen. so to see you react so sweetly to him, thighs trembling and fingers tugging at his hair so rough he groans, turns his world upside down — and he doesn’t wanna half-ass anything for just his own pleasure anymore. yeah, his jaw hurts and hand cramps from curling his fingers into you, and he’s breathless from how hard you had his face pressed to your cunt — but as he stares up at you, almost in awe, and you give him a breathy giggle — he figures he wants to replay it. over and over and over. he wants to see your back arch again, needs you to look down at him with that teary gaze a thousand times more, and then some.
(maybe next time, he’ll manage to not spill in his boxers barely three minutes in.)
#★ ‧ ₊ after hours#you’re his awakening fr lol#he’s a loser lowkey but gets so hooked on u it’s insane#he needs a little push that’s all :3#im such a sucker for him it’s craZYYY can u tell#tsukishima <3#tsukishima smut#haikyuu smut#tsukishima x reader#✩ tsukki.thirsts
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Could you please do hook, prompt 30 and kinks 4, 19, and 24 please??
Hook -- Headcanon
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warnings: smut--18+
word count: 1010
pairing: fem!reader & Hook
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masterlist: ++
tags: @bungleinthe-jungle @legit9thlunaticwarrior @stxrrlightwrites13 @wickedval
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prompts:
kink:
4 -- Daddy Kink
19 -- Mirror Sex
24 -- Dirty Talk
nsfw:
18 -- “I’m not wearing any underwear. Thought you’d like to know.”
22 -- “Make Me”
28 -- “Did I say you could stop?”
30 -- “It’s hot when you talk back.”
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“You look like trouble.” He stated, stepping out of the shower. The corners of his mouth turned up in a smirk as he looked at you as you leaned against the bathroom door, dressed in one of his old shirts. “What kind of trouble are you up to, baby?”
Droplets of water clung to his bare skin, your mouth watering for a taste of him. The sinful thoughts on your mind as you woke up were put on hold when you realized you were in bed alone. You had slipped a shirt on, searching him out.
He caught you staring, sending you a knowing smirk. Not that you were embarrassed. Your man was hot, and you’d never apologize for staring. He didn’t apologize for his watchful gazing either, the way his eyes followed your movements around a room.
You stepped towards him, bare feet gliding across the cool tile. You had found this little apartment online, settling on it for the first home the two of you shared. Not that you wanted to stay here forever. You envisioned something bigger, maybe with a yard so kids could run around and play.
Not that either of you were ready to expand your family. For now, everything was perfect with just the two of you. And the cat you kept trying to convince him to adopt.
You sheepishly grinned, playing coy. “Just wanted to see you.” His eyebrow raised, a clear indication that he didn’t buy it.
“Is that so?” Oh, his tone gave him away as well. He knew you were up to something. His eyes watched you for a moment, trying to figure out what you had up your sleeve. “My baby just wanted to come see me?”
“Yep,” you spoke, wrapping an arm around his neck. His hands gripped your hips, fingers digging into your skin. You happily sighed at the way he grabbed you, loving the small bite of pain that mixed in with pleasure. “Just wanted to see you, and let you know something…” You trailed on, giggling. “I’m not wearing any underwear. Thought you’d like to know.” You teased, pulling the hem of the shirt up slightly to show you were bare underneath.
His eyes darkened as his fingers gripped you tighter. “Is that so? My dirty girl comes in here to tease me, huh? Well, go on. You want to put on a show, baby? Take it off for me.”
“Make me.” You taunted, knowing it was just like playing with fire. You were pushing your luck, in the best way imaginable. The payout was always worth it in the end, leaving you thoroughly fucked, and satisfied.
He grinned, gripping your wrists in one of his hands. “It’s hot when you talk back.” He spoke, pulling you in even closer. “Though, daddy gave you an order, didn’t he baby? So, unless you want to be bent over my knee, plug in your ass as you get spanked and edged all day, I suggest you take that shirt off.” He let go of your wrists as you let out a shuddered breath at his tone, the words coming from him. “Now, little slut. I will not repeat myself again.”
You blinked, memorized by his words, knowing just how easily he could make that threat a reality. Biting down on your bottom lip, you raised the shirt up over your head before letting it fall to the floor.
Using his grip on your hips, he spun you so you were facing the mirror in the bathroom. You were pressed against the counter, hands falling to the countertop to help brace yourself. “I want you to look at yourself, baby. Watch how pretty daddy’s little slut looks as he fucks her. Can you do that for me, baby?”
You nodded, biting back a whimper as his fingers glided over your wetness before he groaned. “Look how wet my fingers are, baby.” He taunted, holding his hand up in the mirror. “After that little backtalk, I am tempted to make you clean my fingers for me.” Heat poured through you at his words, the lewd thought of licking yourself off his fingers.
He stuck his hand in his mouth, licking his fingers clean. “As tempted as I am, your sweetness is a treat, little slut. You taste as good as fucking candy.” He reached for you, turning your head slightly before kissing you, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue. “See, baby? So damn good.” He spoke, letting go of your head.
Your eyes glanced back at the mirror as a glow from the bathroom lights surrounded you. He reached up, grabbing your hair in a makeshift ponytail, before placing a few soft kisses on your shoulders. His fingers glided over you once more before he positioned himself and sinking into you.
“Fuck,” you groaned, hearing him chuckle from behind you. Fingers gripping the edges of the countertop, you leaned forward as his hips snapped forward with force.
There was nothing gentle about him when he fucked you.
“Play with your clit for me, baby.” He instructed as you brought your hand between your parted thighs, fingers teasing your clit. You moaned from the sensation, the mix between your hand on your clit and him was enough to bring you to the edge.
“I’m gonna come,” you panted, trying to starve off your orgasm until he gave you permission. “Please? Please?”
“Come, baby. Nobody’s stopping you.” His words were enough to push you over the edge as you moaned, shouting his name. Your head fell backwards, leaning against him as your eyes closed.
“I don’t think so, baby.” His voice was gentle, as he fucked you through your orgasm. “I told you to watch yourself for Daddy. Did I say you could stop?”
You whined, raising your head back up as you looked at yourself in the mirror once more.
“That’s it, baby. Keep those pretty eyes on that mirror so you can watch how pretty you are when daddy makes you come over and over again.”
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Baldur's Gate 3 Monster Headcanons
I have some companion headcanons I’m working on, but please tell me I’m not the only one howling for some monster content. NSFW under the cut because I’m about to be quite shameless. Hear me out, I’m on my knees. I’m talking about…
Being passed around by a pack of feral gnolls that have tracked you down by scent and just trashed apart anyone else that stood in their way. Having to hold onto their manes because otherwise you’d be slammed into the ground from their aggressive handling. You can tell they enjoy toying with you from the occasional hyena screech that escapes their drooling snouts. Don’t worry, they wouldn’t kill their scrumptious darling, but you’re sturdy enough to bear a little biting and scratching, aren’t you?
Being ravaged by a reanimated hook horror in the hollow colds of the Underdark. You had hoped you could use it in the upcoming battle, except it took a sudden and unstoppable interest in you instead. You can only dig your hands into the harsh rocky ground, your whimpers and its guttural clicking being the only sounds echoing across this cavernous place. Your flesh hurts from being held down by its sharp appendages, but other things are currently overwhelming your senses.
Feeling the cool and moist texture of the Myconid hands exploring your body, too curious about the ways of a flesh-walker and tongue-talker. The Kin Spirit that protected their circle and exterminated all threats. You have been generously rewarded for your brave deeds; nonetheless this final parting gift also satisfies their interest of getting to know a physical being to such personal degree. A fascinating sight, witnessing your reactions, as their deep unnerving voice commands you into obedience.
Squirming under the slithering tentacles of an illithid having his way with you, paralyzed under his low jarring voice reverberating against the walls of your skull. Although as he makes his way inside of you, you begin to realize you were never really under his control. The only thing keeping you in place was the dizzying pleasure. You can almost sense him smirk against your skin once the truth settles in. You're almost tempted to beg for more, but as you open your mouth you remember he has already read your innermost thoughts and desires.
Being pinned against the wall by the colossal Minotaur that suddenly rushed through the opened gates of the Outpost. You were taken by surprise and couldn’t even draw your weapon or cast a spell. Your arms are limp under the iron grip of his massive clawed hand and your plan to escape was interrupted by the feeling of your clothes being torn to shreds. It seems that killing you wasn’t his intent. The hot breath tickles your bare skin and you pray whatever is about to enter you won’t split your insides.
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Night Wandering
Gale x F! Tav
18+ yearning, mutual masturbation, improper use of tadpole, dom/sub, restraint, roughness, public sex, voyeurism, fingering (f!), breast worship, heavy petting, porn w/o plot
After Tav's little magic lesson from her favorite wizard and the heat momentarily shared between them, she's feeling pent up. If only his tent wasn't directly next to hers...
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Tav lay awake in her tent, fingers threaded over her belly. A slight frown creasing her face.
Trying to decide if she had embarrassed herself.
His reaction to her imagination hadn't been... entirely rejecting. But it felt in proximity to it.
Within the magic they had created together, she had shown him the kiss that she sought. One that started out soft and exploring, but quickly became all pulling heat and tangling need.
He had said that he was just surprised, but she couldn't help but wonder if that was really the case.
She turned over on her bedroll, burying her face into her pillow.
Damn him for making her feel this way.
Her imagination carried on, pulling more salacious visions from the carnal corners of her mind.
Their kiss becomes desperate, hungry. His body cages hers against the cool stone wall. Tongues twisting, panting breaths escaping.
Her hand slid under her, pushing past her waistband.
His mouth nipped and suckled at her throat, his stubble tickling her. Leaving bruises as she writhed underneath him. Moaning as softly as she could manage. After all, their companions were sleeping just around the corner.
Her eyes glazed over, flipping onto her back. Fingers pulsing hard circles into her clit. Vaguely aware of a pulling in her mind but too pent up to care.
His fingers snapped her bustier open, pulling her blouse down with his other hand. Her breasts suddenly exposed to the cold air of the monastery. Pebbling in both the temperature change and her arousal in being revealed like this. Anyone could walk by and see her.
Her head fell back, arching her leg out. The working of her hands only temporarily scratching that itch. Hips starting to writhe in short pulses.
He leaned back, watching her chest heave with lidded eyes. Pinching one peak just to get her to wriggle and bite back her moan. Fingers sliding inside her waistband, traveling lower-
She heard a low moan from his tent, then a gasp.
Realized with deep horror that her tadpole had been broadcasting.
And his tent was closest to hers.
She tried to close the channel but felt a pulling from him.
Don't stop. Please.
Her cheeks flushed.
She opened back up to him again slowly and felt his relief. The well of desire he was pulling from.
Show me what happens next.
She fell back into her mind, his alongside hers now.
His long fingers hooked under the laces of her leathers, untying just enough to slip inside. Head leaning down to take her hard peak into his mouth. Swirling the tip and suckling. Her back arching, an indignant whine leaving her.
She could feel his fast breathing, the working of his hand over his twitching cock.
His fingers teased along her curls, circling just outside of her entrance. Thumb pushing feather light circles into her hard clit. His mouth nibbling down on her nipple. His free hand coming up to cup over her mouth as she whimpered.
Her hips had started twitching, her limbs tingling in warning. The spreading ache in her pelvis clenching into itself.
His two fingers plunged inside her, curling towards her navel. Hitting the spot that made her mewl. Fucking into her roughly. Mouth just as unforgiving, laving hard panting stripes over her engorged peaks.
She could feel the way he fucked into his fist, eyes clenched shut. Biting back the groan in his throat.
His body trapping her against the stone, she had no choice but to ride out the unbearable pleasure. Gripping into his hair to gain some semblance of control. Her leathers falling further down her thighs, his hand began slamming into her. The heel meeting her clit in rough strikes. Sending her eyes into the back of her head. Writhing helplessly.
Her eyes squeezed shut, panting. Fingers blurring on her clit.
Tav, Gods I'm... close...
His tongue swirled hard and pulled her nipple in between his teeth. Adding a third finger without warning. Pushing her further up the wall with his thigh. Bending her open fully, splayed against him. Her legs starting to shake.
She could hear his panting from the next tent. The lewd sounds of his rutting.
She cried out against his cupped hand as her end hit her. Body tremoring, eyes rolling back. The dual hits of his unrelenting mouth against her breasts and the wrenching release only found deep inside her cunt. Fully falling apart against him.
She crested up over the edge, her release hitting her at the same time as her fantasy. Arching up and muffling her moans against her own hand.
A whine from his tent and she felt the spend pulse out of him in hard jolting waves of pleasure. Spurting up his toned belly.
Trying to catch her breath, she had the wherewithal to feel embarrassed again. Cutting off the connection with a sheepish apology.
After catching her breath a moment the flap of her tent opened.
She looked over, surprised.
Gale's silhouette heaved with breath, dressed in just his sleep pants.
He rushed inside, crashing his mouth with hers.
She moaned, falling under his body. The smell of both of their sex heavy in the air.
Twisting her hands in his long hair, she pulsed into him. Their mouths all slick and pleading. Unabashed need tying tight, bodies pushing and pulling.
He released her mouth with a gasp. Panting hard.
"Don't think for a single moment that I don't desire you." He spoke low, his voice gravelly.
He traced the back his hand along her flushed cheeks, then pulled away.
Leaving her tent, heading out into the night.
She groaned quietly, head falling back in a thump on her pillow.
Now she wanted more.
Damn him.
~
#this ones short. the fuckass wizard has his hooks in me#gale smut#gale x tav#bg3 smut#screenshot by @silverapplestock#lyrics from: unpunishable ethel cain
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