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rhodesrider · 1 year

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Pass Around

NSFW! 18+! Minors DNI!

The Shield x Black! Fem Reader

Warnings: Creampies, oral sex, anal sex, recording, degrading names, just pure slut behavior

Word Count: 1.6k

“Hehe~”

Dean took a headphone off his ear as if he heard a small chuckle. He blinked but shrugged it off as if he was paranoid. He put it back in bobbing his head to music until he heard a faint knock. “It’s open!” He yelled a bit and went back to his magazine. Soon he felt the air change a bit, looking up from the book he saw a blushing girlfriend at the door, naked. He snatched off his earbuds and looked in awe. “Baby how did you get pass-“ “Roman is asleep and Seth is outside in the garage working on your bike. And me…I’m horny.” She smiled as she walked over to Dean swaying her hips, her braids down to her ass, she looked up at him in want. She got up to his ear placing a soft hand on his chest. “I need some dick daddy~” she whispered sweetly. Dean was soon under her spell and kissed her slowly.

Seth sighed and came back in the house tossing the rags he used for the bike in the baskets by the laundry room. He washed his hands humming and going in the fridge getting some water. He felt something was off, he hasn’t seen Y/N. He sadly didn’t know he’s the next victim.

Y/N covered her mouth as Dean fucked her hard, the smell of her arousal turning him into nothing but a toy for her. He wanted more. He sat back some as she started to move on her own while in back shot position. Watching her ass jiggle each time, a lovely site. He gently grabbed her neck and started back fucking her stupid, her tongue hanging out drooling. Soon Dean felt himself ready to fill her up. He grabbed his phone and texted Seth since Roman was sleep. “I should pass this bitch on to you shouldn’t I?” He said recording a small video of him fucking her and soon he groaned starting to cum in her pussy, he pushed it deep in her and pulled out, some still leaking. He ended the recording grabbing her neck again and forcing her to clean his dick off. She finished up looking a slutty mess and giggled. “Seth is waiting for you next baby.” He smirked laying on his bed tired. She got up after like 10 minutes of getting her strength back and went downstairs.

She got to the final step and he snapped his fingers pointing down smirking. She giggled slowly getting on all fours crawling to the living room. “Good girl~” He chuckled. She got between his legs looking up at him waiting to be used, humiliated, anything. “So this you baby?” He pulled out his phone showing the video Dean took of them fucking. She nodded watching and bit her lip at him cumming in her pussy. “That’s all you want today huh? Be a slut to us?” He smiled and he pulled his sweats down, his dick popped up leaking precum, she licked her lips at the sight. “I’m gonna fuck that pretty throat.” He growled low and he grabbed her head, she opened her mouth and his large dick went in making her gag some but she could handle it. He groaned at the feel of her tight narrow throat forming to fit his dick. He grabbed some of her braids for handle bars and started fucking her mouth. “I know daddy can’t really touch your hair like that, I’ll pay for it if I mess it up baby.” He continued using her throat, she was breathing out her nose as drool hit her chest. She reached down rubbing her cum filled pussy looking at Seth with her beautiful hazel eyes. “You’re so fucking pretty like this baby.”

Roman groaned and looked at his phone seeing it was a bit late, he yawned and cracked his neck going to the bathroom. He sighed sitting back on the bed and seeing Seth sent him a video, he blushed hard seeing the first few seconds. “Passing the cumslut when you wake up man~” He recorded as he soon started to cum down her throat and she whimpered orgasming from playing with her wet pussy. He pulled out smirking. “Good girl, swallow it all.” She swallowed it all opening her mouth showing it to Seth and he kissed her forehead ending the recording.

Roman sighed blushing hard and rubbed his hard on. “Fuck I just woke up…” he groaned and he heard a light knock on the door. He peeked seeing it was Seth and he pushed y/n in his room lightly. He closed the door and she landed on Roman’s chest catching her breathing and her legs weak. “You’ve been working today huh?” She nodded looking up. “You wanted me to get some sleep though that’s why you got them first?” She nodded again. “Thank you baby that’s really sweet of you.” He smirked thou gripping her ass and started to rub her asshole, some of her senses and looked up at him a bit nervous. “Baby don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” He smiled.

She gripped the sheets screaming in pillows as her ass was being stretched out by Roman. Dean and Seth were in the room either recording or just watching a bit comforting Y/N. “Come on baby, you need some more lube?” Seth asked and she nodded quick. He tossed the bottle to Roman as he added some more lube and started to thrust in and out again. He was a big man. “Fuck she’s so tight~” Roman groaned having his hands around her neck thrusting a bit more. “F-fuck~” She sighed as she started to feel better blushing hard looking at Seth and dean. “There we go, she’s getting use to it.” Seth smirked bending down kissing her. She then got a kiss from Dean as well. “Fuck she feels so fucking good.” Roman groaned. Y/N moaned more as she felt Dean rub her pussy some. “Dean!” Seth confronted. “What? His hands are busy!” He moved his hand away and Y/N whined wanting it back. Dean smiled rubbing her Pussy again slow and Seth played with her breast smiling. She was soon crying out shaking squirting on the bed a bit. “Babygirl look at you making a mess~” Dean teased kissing her again. “I..I’m sorry~” she moaned out, Roman started to fuck her faster whispering in her ear. “You are so fucking sexy mamas, I’m gonna give you want you want~” he groaned soon cumming in her ass. She shook feeling her ass being filled up and his dick just throbbing in her. He pulled out slowly and sighed still cumming a bit on her ass. “Good girl you did an amazing job today.” Seth smirked at the tried slut in front of them.

After a bath, a meal and making sure she was hydrated, she was now asleep on the couch. Tired from playing around serving her boys. Roman picked her up and laid her in Seth’s bed since the other two needed to be changed. They gave her kisses on the cheek and forehead and walked out. She whispered low,

I love you guys.

#wwe one shot #wwe imagine #wwe smackdown #wwe raw #wwe roman reigns #wwe smut #wwe the shield #wwe seth rollins #wwe dean ambrose #seth rollins #roman reigns #jon moxley

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dirtywresling102 · 1 year

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Hi can I request a part 2 to the Mox X fem!reader angst where he flips out on her at catering? Maybe in part 2 Eddie confronts him and is like wtf man why’d you do that and Eddie convinces Mox he has to apologize and get his shit together. Mox tries to apologize but the reader keeps avoiding him or her friends keep her away from him. So he fixes the problem the same way he started it with a public apology in front of everyone in catering.

Pairing: Jon Moxley x Female!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Jon apologizing, Slight fighting

Imagines: Open!

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A loud smack erupted throughout the locker room as Jon held his hand on his face. "Ouch! Eddie what the fuck!" Jon yelled at his friend that punched him in the face full force.

"No, what the fuck to you, Mox! I heard what you did to Y/N, I didn't want to believe it but now all over twitter and even a video!"

Jon stared down at the ground, he really did fucking hate people. Why did everyone have to pull their phones out and record, why didn't anyone mind their damn business? "You need to apologize to her."

"Don't you fucking think I've tried? She keeps running away from me, she doesn't want to talk to me." Jon huffed out.

"Well, you better do something and fast before I whoop your ass again."

"Y/N, please listen to me." Jon begged as you ignored him, making your way down the catering table your eyes were stuck on the food and drinks, anywhere but him. "Y/N, please." Jon begged only to realize you wouldn't stop and listen.

Grabbing your food you were about to leave the catering room only to stop to hear Jon. "Everyone I have an announcement to make!" You looked over to see Jon now standing on a table, grabbing everyone's attention. Jon inhaled shakily, he wasn't expecting this many people to be here. "I owe, Y/N an apology and that's what I'm going to do." Jon's blue eyes stared at you. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for yelling at you." Jon frowned. "Ever since that day I've been beating myself up and you didn't deserve me yelling at you for me having a shitty day and I'm sorry." Jon stood there a for a few seconds and jumped down onto the floor, making his way to you.

You slightly smiled at the tall man. "I accept." You said softly to him.

#aew jon moxley #jon moxley x reader #jon moxley x female!reader #f!reader #female!reader #afab!reader #aew jon moxley imagine #wrestling imagine #wrestling imagines #wrestling blog #jon moxley imagine #jon moxldey imagines #one shot #jon moxley fanfic

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windhamsrotunda · 2 years

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KINKTOBER 2022 MASTERSLIST REVEAL!

Hi all, so I (officially) yet finally got all of the slots written down with my creative mind going, so here are the 31 days of Kinktober 2022 that I will (try) to write! Please note that I am a college student but will try my very best to complete all of the days below! - Shar?

INSPIRED BY: @starsandskies (WINDHAMSROTUNDA'S KINKTOBER 2022 MASTERSLIST)

Below are a mixture of wrestlers from AEW, WWE, NJPW, and NXT (bonuses: 2 actors from Stranger Things).

Day 1: First Time - John Silver (Of The Dark Order)

Day 2: Thigh Riding - Edge

Day 3: Dirty Talk - Jamie Campbell Bower (aka Vecna) (Stranger Things)

Day 4: Size Difference - Luchasaurus (or Braun Strowman IT'S VERY DEBATABLE HERE.)

Day 5: Blowjob - Adam Cole

Day 6: Eating Out - Eddie Munson (Joseph Quinn) (Stranger Things)

Day 7: Edging - Madcap Moss

Day 8: Bondage - Heel!Dominik Mysterio

Day 9: Sixty-Nine - Jon Moxley

Day 10: Pegging - Rhea Ripley x Female! Reader

Day 11: Nipple Play - Jagger Reid (aka James Drake, NXT)

Day 12: Creampie - Tyler Bate (NXT)

Day 13: Overstimulation - Erick Redbeard (fka Rowan)

Day 14: Mutual Masturbation - Nathan Frazer (NXT)

Day 15: Lingerie - ''Hangman'' Adam Page

Day 16: Anal Sex - Daniel Garcia

Day 17: Shower Sex - Jungle Boy (Jack Perry)

Day 18: Clothes On - Jay White (NJPW)

Day 19: Facesitting - Wardlow

Day 20: Spanking - MJF

Day 21: Rough Sex - Roman Reigns

Day 22: Sexting / Phone Sex - Hook

Day 23: Hair Pulling - Drew McIntyre

Day 24: Chastity Cage - Christian Cage

Day 25: Threesome - Santana and Ortiz (and Female! Reader)

Day 26: Collar - Dakota Kai x Female! Reader

Day 27: Toys - Alex Reynolds (of The Dark Order)

Day 28: Begging - Jey Uso

Day 29: Body Worship - Darby Allin

Day 30: Restraints - Dexter Lumis

Day 31: Aftercare - Ricky Starks

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sheinthatfandom · 1 year

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The ferocious feline of the Blackpool Combat Club

Tommy Goode? Tommy Moxley?

#aew #renee paquette #jon moxley #blackpool combat club #kitty #hot guys with animals #cause of the one shot of mox petting it

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wrestling-all-the-time · 2 years

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Sicktember 2022 - Day 1

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 384

Getting a cold was never fun, especially when it led to canceling plans. My boyfriend Jon and I were supposed to have a date night tonight. I hoped I would feel better throughout the day but that didn't seem to be the case. I decided to give him a call.

"What's up, babe," Jon said when he answered the phone.

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to go out tonight," I said. "I'm not feeling that great."

"What's wrong?" Jon asked, the slightest hint of concern in his voice.

"I just have a cold," I said. "I hate to cancel so last minute but I think it would be better if I just stayed in."

"We can always go out when you're feeling better," Jon said.

"Thanks for understanding," I said. "I'll talk to you later. Love you."

"I love you too," Jon said before hanging up.

I grabbed my box of tissues before making my way to the couch. I had just picked out a movie to watch when there was a knock at the door.

I opened it to see Jon.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"You said you were sick so I'm here to take care of you," Jon said.

"Do you even know how to take care of a sick person?" I asked.

"I mean it's a cold, it's not like you're dying," Jon said. "I think I can handle it."

I stepped aside so he could come in. He sat the bag he had with him on the counter in the kitchen.

"Alright, I brought cold medicine and tissues and that chicken noodle soup from Panera that you like so much," Jon said as he took each thing out of the bag.

"You didn't have to do all this," I said.

"I know but I didn't want you to be alone while you're sick," Jon said. "Besides it's date night."

"I don't want you getting sick too," I said.

"Take the meds," Jon said.

I sighed before taking two of the tablets like the bottle said.

"Now, here's your soup. Do you wanna eat out here or in the living room?" Jon asked.

"Living room," I said.

The two of us spent the evening on the couch going back and forth between movies and TV shows.

#sicktember 2022 #wrestlingoneshot #aew #aew one shot #jon moxley #jon moxley x reader

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dirtywrestling · 1 year

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Can I request a fluffy Jon Moxley X Female!Reader. The reader is a younger fan in her 20s and she goes to an AEW show by herself. After the show she gets followed out and attacked by a male fan. She ends up getting saved and it’s by Jon Moxley. Thank you <3

Pairing: Jon Moxley x Female!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Slight angst, Stranger Danger

Commission Requests: Open!

Imagine Requests: Open!

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You grinned widely as you stared down at your phone while leaving the arena. You just had the best time of your life at a AEW event that was in the city next to your hometown. Now it was finally time to go home and upload all of your photos. As you walked towards the parking lot you crossed an alleyway to which a dark figure came from the shadows and pinned you against the rough wall. "Fuck!" You cried out. "Get off!"

"Oh no pretty girl, I was watching you all night and I wanted a taste of you." The mans voice was husky as he pressed his large body against you. You noticed his shirt was a wrestling shirt, realizing that the man went to the same even as you.

"G- Get off!" You sobbed out once more, fighting against the larger person you tried to kick him away and squirm out of his grip.

"Hey!" A loud voice boomed throughout the dark alley. "Get the fuck away from her."

Looking towards the entrance of the alleyway there stood Jon Moxley with his suit case in hand. Dropping the suit case he stalked towards the evil fans. "Woah, woah, woah wait-" He sobbed as Jon's knuckles collided against his face. The fan sobbed, stumbling away from you. "I- I'm sorry, I'm sorry." His feet picked up the pace as he ran away.

"You okay?" Jon grunted, "Shouldn't be out here alone." His eyes looked down your body. "Hey, you were front row tonight, I saw you."

Sniffing, you fixed your shirt and nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay." You blushed as he mentioned that he noticed you. "Yeah, I've been saving up for years to see you live."

"Well, how about I take you to your car." Jon grabbed his suit case and tilted his head towards the parking lot. "Come on."

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livsbrutalitys-blog · 5 months

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MASTERLIST AND RULES

Hi guys I’m a new writer here on tumblr and I already have some stuff written and I can’t wait to share them with you! Here are the things/people i write for so if you have any request lmk!

➰-smut ✔️- fluff ➿-angst

• WWE

- Rhea Ripley

homecoming✔️

series

Unfinished business ➿

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 part 4

one shots

rhea ripley x fem!reader ➰

ex!rhea x fem!reader ➿

homecoming ✔️

- Dominik Mysterio

- Damian Priest

one shots

damian priest x fem!reader ✔️

untitled w fem!reader✔️

enemies to lovers?Damian priest x fem!reader ➿

- Becky Lynch

- Bayley

- Sasha Banks/ Mercedes Moné

- Liv Morgan

- Dolph Ziggler

- Drew Mcintyre

- Roman Reigns

one shots

roman reigns x fem!reader

- Jey Uso

- Jimmy Uso

- Trick Williams

- Carmelo Hayes

- Wes Lee

- Roxanne Perez

- CM Punk

- AJ Lee

- Nikki Bella

- Brie Bella

- Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley

- Baron Corbin

- Shayna Baszler

RULES

Here are some things I WILL NOT write about.

- p3dophillia

- n3crophilia

- inc3st

- non-con (cnc i will but nothing where one party is non-consensual/r@pe)

- any kind of bodily fluid play (bl00d is fine but no golden showers or anything like that)

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rhodesrider · 1 year

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Feral Little

CG!Jon M. x Little! Fem! Reader (feat. Roman R.)

SFW! 18+! Minors DNI!

Warnings: Fluff, Age regression, little is acting like dangerous animal

“Uncle Jo!”

Jon popped his head up bonking his head as he was under the cabinet getting snacks out for his little Y/N. She opened the door and giggled hugging on the large Samoan man, he returned the hug picking her up tickling her. “Hows uncles little flower huh?” he chuckled. “Ims goods! Dada in de kitchens!” “Oh? Well thank you hun.” she got down and pulled Roman towards the way, he haand he happily followed calling Jon’s name. “Hey, Jo.” He rubbed his head as he sat on the floor. “Dada hurts?” Y/N pouts and hugged him unsure what to do. “It's ok Puddin, I'm fine. But next time I answer doors ok?” she nodded and soon got curious wanting to see what was behind Roman’s Back.

“How you been man?” Jon asked as he got the chips and her sippy cup together. “I've been an ok man. Wanted to check on you and flower. Is it close to her snack time?” he asked keeping the bag behind him high so she couldn't get it. She pouted struggling, on her toes wanting the bag whining. “Uncle! I want!” He looked down at her. “Well sweetie you ask nicely. You know better.” Jon said as he washed his hands from peeling and cutting fresh apples. She pouted playing with her fingers feeling she was in trouble and Jon sighed. “Puddin, go wash your hands for snack time and Uncle will show you what he has.” She nodded and she ran to the bathroom not wanting to cause any more issues. “Ok, what you got her this time?” Roman smiled tossing him the bag and letting him look inside. “Hm. I hope she...nevermind.” He trailed off. Roman lifted his brow in curiosity. “What?” “Oh nothing. She probably grew out of that. She's in her age cycle of 4-6 so I'm sure she's-” Jon stopped as Y/N came back with wet hands. Jon smiled giving her a towel and she ran off to the table to get her lunch. Roman was still curious but he can just ignore it for now.

After lunch and Roman helping Jon clean up, Roman dropped the bag in front of Y/N and she looked up at him. “Go on baby.” She smiled and pulled out a cheetah print onesie. “Ahhhh fank chu Uncle!!” she smiled running upstairs to put it on. Jon smiled playing punching Romans's shoulder. “Stop trying to beat Bryan at being a better uncle.” Roman just laughed.

10 minutes passed and Roman looked up the stairs calling Y/N. “Hey Jon. She's been taking too long up there..” Jon looked up the stairs as well a bit worried. “I'll go check on her.” He walked up the stairs calling her again and looked around the halls. He saw that he heard a low growl, he sighed and looked behind him feeling a presents near. “Puddin?” he called once more until he heard the growl behind him.

She's feral.

She was in the cheetah onesie ready to pounce on her caregiver. He held his hand out being careful with the wild little, she growled making a clawing motion. “Hey now...i mean no harm.” she growled more and pounced catching herself so she didn't bump her head but Jon saw it as a escape. He ran downstairs and grabbed a confused Roman. “What?! What's going on?” “She's feral. You gave her a cheetah onesie. Now she's out for our necks.” Roman soon heard the wild little come down sniffing and looking for the caregivers. They were crouched in front of the sofa trying to escape. Jon made the hush motion and told him to go the left way to the kitchen. They started to make their way there but job knocked over a stuffed animal, making them run. She growled running after them. “How did she get like this?” he asked hiding beside the refrigerator. “Onesies just make her Feral.” He sighed wishing there was a warning. The feral cheetah little sniffed around looking around but soon went back to normal seeing some cookies in a bag. “Daddy can I get a cookie?” Jon sighed happy the chase is over. “Yes puddin you can.” she smiled taking the hoodie off and going to the sofa with the bag of cookies. Roman just looked at Jon sighing as he laughed some.

“Warn me next time ok?”

#aew one shot #jon moxley #wwe dean ambrose #wwe one shot #sfw agere #age regression

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dirtywresling102 · 2 years

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Rough Love - Jon Moxley (18+)

Jon Moxley x Female!Reader

Summary: Reader is out at the bar with some friends when a mysterious man follows her home.

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, Smut, Dub-Con/Non-Con, NSFW, Cussing, Dub-Con!Kink, Role Play

Word Count: 3445

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Throughout work your phone kept blowing up with notifications. Your friends in the group chat are begging you to come out tonight and have a few drinks with them before you head home to your boring house. They knew you too well. You’d go home after work, change into your pajamas, and cuddle with your pet and watch Netflix while ordering take out.

You text the girls back and agreed to go out tonight and only have a few drinks. After work, you made your way home and got dressed into something sexier: A short skin tight dress that stopped at your mid thighs. Curling your hair and touching up your makeup, you were ready to hit the town.

Petting your pet goodbye, you left the house. Luckily the bar was less than a mile away. If you wanted to head home, it would be a quick drive back. You parked your car and headed inside the bar. Looking around the crowded bar, you spot your friends. They were already a mess. Empty shot glasses surrounding them. The bartender couldn’t keep up with the women’s demands.

Walking toward them, you smiled at the bartender. “They giving you a hard time?” You joked, taking a seat.

“They keep ordering and ordering, I can’t keep up.” He huffed, pouring three more shots for the women and handed it to them. “What can I get you?” He asked.

“I’ll have what they’re having.” You smiled sweetly at him.

The man nodded and poured you a glass. “Good luck.” He then walked away to help other customers.

“Y/N!” One of your friends greeted you with a loud laugh. “I can’t believe you made it.”

“I can’t believe you started without me!” You shouted over the music that was playing loudly in the club.

“You were taking forever!” Paige laughed. She was about to take your shot to drink but you quickly pulled it away. “You gonna drink or you just gonna talk?” Paige smirked.

Swallowing thickly, you eyed the Carmel liquor in the shot glass. You weren’t much for a drinker but it was Friday, so why not have some fun? You didn’t have work until Monday anyways. You placed your lips on the rim of the glass, tilting your head back and you let the liquid splash down your throat. The burning sensation made you shake your head side to side from the bitter taste.

The three females cheered at how you took the shot in one gulp. “Oh bartender!” Lexi waved a twenty dollar bill in the air and placed it on the surface of the table. “Another round, please.” She purred. The bartender grabbed the bottle of liquor and repoured into their glasses.

Three shots later, you were feeling a buzz. Paige grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the dance floor. “Oh no, I am not that drunk to dance!” You laughed, feeling embarrassed. Everyone was so close to one another and all touchy feely while they danced to the music blaring.

“Oh come on! Lexi is way too drunk to even stand and Sarah isn’t fun on the dance floor. Please dance with me!” Paige begged loudly enough for you to hear her. “It’s easy, just follow my lead!” Paige started to sway her hips side to side and moved her shoulders a little. She moved freely and carelessly.

You stood awkwardly around everyone who danced. “Come on!” Paige laughed. You started to move your body to the beat of the music. Moving your hips to the beat of the drum, you started to dance just like Paige with not a care in the world. “There you go!” Paige grabbed your hand and you both started to dance closer to each other, twirling around the dance floor and close to strangers.

You started to slowly stop dancing, it felt like someone was watching you. Looking around the crowded dance floor, you tried to see who could be watching you dance with your friend. As you kept looking, you couldn’t see anyone who was paying attention to you. Shrugging to yourself, you grabbed Paige’s hand and gave a tight squeeze. “I’m going to get another drink!” You shouted into Paige’s ear for her to hear.

Leaving the dance floor, you walked up to the bar to see Sarah flirting with a boy and no sight of Alexis. “Where’s Lex?” You asked Sarah.

“I think she went to the bathroom or something.” Sarah said, not taking her eyes off of the man. It was clear that Sarah had no idea where Alexis was.

You ordered one more shot and handed the bartender the money. He waved his hand. “No need, someone already paid for your drinks.”

You arched your eyebrow, looked up and down the bar to see if anyone was watching you. You looked back at the bartender who was pouring the drink. “Do you know who it was?” You asked, grabbing the glass.

The bartender shook his head. “Nope, he just handed me the money and described what you looked like and said that it was for you, some dude in a leather jacket.” The bartender wiped down the table. “He seems like your type though.” He smiled.

“Right, well uh tell him thank you if you see him again.” You placed the glass to your lips and started drinking the strong alcohol. You placed the shot glass on the table and handed it towards the bartender to clean. “Alright, I’m calling it a night.” You told Sarah.

“What? The night’s still young.” Sarah pouted.

You pulled out your phone to see the time. “Sarah, it’s almost midnight. I’ve been here for four hours!” You explained. “I need to get home, it’s getting late.” You told Sarah and her new boy toy good night and exited the bar. The breezy spring air hit your face. Summer was right around the corner and you couldn’t wait for it to come. You stopped on the sidewalk, texted Lexi and Paige that you left the bar and hoped they got home safe.

You quickly looked up from your phone and looked around. You started getting that feeling someone was watching you again. Hearing a trash can tip over, you looked behind you to see a dark alley and no one in it. You were frozen in place. Your knees started buckling beneath you, not wanting to move. “Meow.” A tiny cat exited out of the alley where the trash can tipped over.

You exhaled and saw the skinny black cat walking up to you. It started rubbing its head against your bare leg. “Awe, hi pretty baby.” You smiled. You bent down and picked up the small cat, holding it close to your chest. You looked around to see if anyone would claim the stray. “Do you have an owner, sweetheart?” You felt around its neck to feel no collar. “Well, how about you come home with me and I’ll get you a warm meal in your belly and we can find you a home tomorrow.” You placed a kiss on top of its head and started to walk towards your car.

When you got home, you looked underneath the cat to check the sex. “Oh, you’re a female.” You placed the girl on the floor and petted her back. The cat sniffed around the carpet and rushed to the sofa. She jumped on the soft cushion, clawed at the fabric, and laid down.

Smiling at the cute fur ball, you made your way into the kitchen to see what you could give the cat. Finding a can of tuna, you opened it up and placed it onto a plate. Calling over the cat, you placed the plate on the floor. The black cat rushed towards the plate and started to scarf down the wet fish. “Awe, poor thing.” You patted the cat’s head, turned off the light, and headed to your room.

Getting out of the skin tight dress, you placed it into the dirty laundry. Putting on pajamas, you made your way into the bathroom. Grabbing your toothbrush and placing toothpaste on the bristles, you started to brush your teeth. While scrubbing your teeth, you exited out of the bathroom. You made your way around the house to make sure the doors were locked and windows were closed. Heading back to the bathroom, you spit out the foamy toothpaste and rinse your mouth out.

Turning on the faucet, you let the cold water in your hands. You gargle the water around your mouth and spit it into the sink once you are done. Turning off the light, you walked into the bedroom. Crawling into the large king size bed, you got under the covers and got comfortable. Reaching over towards your night stand, you turned off the light. Snuggling in the bed, you pulled out your phone and started catching up on Facebook and other social media. Looking at your messages, you saw that Paige sent you pictures in the group chat. Lexi was passed out, head on the bar while Sarah was doing a silly face. The next picture was Sarah puking on the guy you saw her with earlier. “Oh god.” You laughed at the disgusting image. “Bet he wasn’t interested anymore.” You exit out of the group chat and lock your phone. You connected the charger on it and placed your phone on the nightstand.

Getting relaxed in the comfortable large bed, you finally fell asleep within minutes. Hours have passed by, being early morning on Saturday. You were snoring softly sound asleep as the window to your bedroom slowly started to open. A dark figure pushed the window open all the way, trying not to make a sound. Sticking its leg into the window first it then squeezed its body into the square entrance. Fully standing, it shut the window closed, looking around the dark neighborhood to see if anyone witnessed him breaking and entering. With one last look, he stepped away from the window and walked towards the side of the bed. He was grateful that the room was carpet and not wood. His dark boots sunk into the cushiony fabric as it walked.

He was the same male stalking you at the bar earlier today. Licking his lips, he rubbed his cock through his black pants. He pushed the hood on his head off and ran his fingers through his short hair. He leaned down and slowly pulled the nightstand drawer out, finding a pair of handcuffs. Pulling the cuffs out from the drawer, he smirked as they swayed back and forth in his hand. He quickly froze when he heard movement in the bed.

The moonlight lit the room slightly for him to see you roll in your bed still asleep. He grabbed the comforter and slid it off of your body, tossing it down on the floor. He watched you shiver and tried to reach around the bed for the blanket. He admired your body while you were still asleep, how your small frame looked with his larger body hovering over you.

You fluttered your eyes slightly, trying to find the blanket but your attention went to the large figure at the foot of your bed, watching you. A loud scream escaped your mouth as the man pounced on top of you. You tried to fight him, tried to push him off of you but he was too strong. “G- Get off!” You screamed. You felt cold iron wrapped around your wrists and a large hand over your mouth.

“Listen and listen good, when I move my hand don’t you dare fucking say a word or else. Understood?” His voice was thick like venom. You exhaled a breath from your nostrils and nodded slowly. “Good.” He growled and pulled his hand away from your mouth. He reached for the light on the nightstand, turning it on.

“W- What do you want? I have money.” A small yelp left your lips when you felt a rough hand against your cheek.

“I said don’t fucking speak.” The man warned. He grabbed your legs and pulled you close to the edge of the bed. “God, you look even prettier than before.” He licked his lips. The stranger placed his hands on your pajama pants, making you squirm. He glared at you, “Play nice or else.” He then started to tug them down your smooth legs. “I suppose I should tell you my name.” He ran his hands over your thigh, humming in delight, liking how your skin was soft. “So you can moan out who makes you feel so good. I’m Jon.” He flashed a devilish smile towards you, his blue eyes dark with desire and want.

“P- Please, I have money just let me go.” You begged, tugging at the strong restraints bound to your wrists. Another harsh slap went across your cheeks.

“The next fucking words I want to hear out of your mouth is when you moan for me, understood?”

“I’ll never moan for you.” You literally spit on the stranger.

Jon brought his hand up to his cheek, wiping the spit from his face. “Wanna play like that, huh?” The man named Jon quickly toppled on you and forced his lips against yours, pushing his tongue inside of your mouth, tasting you. You squirm underneath him as his tongue explores your mouth.

Once he felt like he was satisfied with the kiss, he got up off of you again. He pushed your panties aside and rubbed the tip of his index and middle finger against your slit, ever so slowly and entered. “Oh, my, my someone is wet for me.” Jon didn’t let you adjust to his fingers and started to plunge in and out of your tightness.

You cried out loudly as he fingered you roughly. “S- Stop!” You begged.

“Why? Scared that you’re liking it?” Jon smirked. He pulled his fingers out of your cunt and brought them up to his fingers, sucking them. “Hmm, tastes like cherries.” He moaned, using his other hand to rub his boner through his pants. Jon grabbed the hem of your panties and ripped them off.

“Please, don’t!” You begged, trying to kick him away from your area. Jon kept grabbing your ankles and spreading your legs.

“Stop or I’ll fucking tie up your legs and you don’t want to see me be rough.” He snarled. “But being rough is fun.”

You stopped fighting against the predator, letting him lower his head in front of your pussy, he slowly licked a long stride against your slit. Your hands went to his short caramel hair, pushing him away. His teeth latched onto your clit, making you cry out loud. You stopped trying to push him away, it seemed every time you’d try to push he would bite harshly on your clit. You gripped onto his hair painfully strong as he flicked his tongue inside your pussy.

Jon pulled away from your cunt, his mouth glistening with spit and your cream. Your face became bright red at the sight of him. You felt ashamed that you were growing wet from his touch. You kept denying it in your head but your body worked against your brain.

“Now it’s time for real fun.” He let go of your ankles, letting them sprawl out on the bed, he started to unbuckle his pants, shoving them down his muscular thighs. This man worked out. There was no way you could fight him and win. “Fuck, I’ve been wanting this for awhile now. I’ve been watching you for a couple of months.” He licked his lips as he admitted his sick secrets.

“Been watching you through your window, undressing and touching yourself.” He shivered at the memories. “You should really get curtains.” He chuckled. “But admit it, you were wanting something like this, begging for someone to come,” Jon pushed down his boxers, making them and his pants rest on his mid thigh.

Jon grabbed the base of his cock and forced his dick inside of your cunt. “And take you.” He moaned, finishing his sentence.

“N- No!” You screamed, as Jon pounded his cock in and out of your pussy. The chains rattled as you kept tugging at the cuffs, leaving red dark marks around your wrists.

“Keep screaming baby, love hearing your voice.” Jon panted as he plowed his hips deeper inside of your cunt. “Fuck, I- I didn’t think you’d feel this fucking good.” Jon gritted his teeth as his balls slapped up against your skin, echoing throughout the room. Jon’s eyes went to your clothed breasts. “Let me see those fucking tits.” Jon pushed your shirt up, exposing your breasts as they bounced with the movement of his thrusts. “So fucking sexy.”

As much as you wanted to fight it, your pussy had other plans, clenching around Jon’s cock as he thrust himself inside of you. “Hmm, fuck.” You whimpered softly, tossing your head back you had to look away from him as he laughed at your moans.

“I knew you’d fucking like being stuffed full of my cock.” Jon panted as his thrusts picked up. The bed started to shake with his forcefulness. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl.”

Your pussy clenched around him even tighter from the nicknames. Hating the reaction your body was turning against you. You tried to shove the larger man off, your fists colliding against his hairy chest, not doing too much damage since your wrists were cuffed together.

A dark growl escaped Jon’s throat as he gripped the chain in between the cuffs, pinning your arms above your head and leaned forward, now having most of his body weight crushing you, his hips kept snapping against you. “Feels so fucking good baby, gonna come soon.” Jon grunted, his blue eyes watched your face twist. He wasn’t sure if it was pleasure or pain but he had a feeling you were enjoying it as much as he was. “Such a slut, enjoying my cock aren’t you?” Jon laughed as you blushed red from embarrassment and shame.

“Fuck, I’m going to pump you so full.” Jon moaned, skin against skin echoing throughout the room as your cries bounced off the walls.

You both didn’t notice when the door creaked open and there was a loud growl erupt. Jon’s eyes widened when he felt something bite his ankle. “Mother fucker!” He roared. Pulling out from your pussy, he stood there naked. As your dog attacked him. “Vanilla, vanilla!” Jon yelled out the safe word.

You quickly shot up from your place in bed to see your’s and Jon's dog attacking your husband's leg. “Y/D/N, no!” Getting out of bed, you grabbed your who was barking viciously towards Jon but once she got a good look at who it was she stopped barking and wagged her tail, panting.

“Jesus fuck.” Jon whined, sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully he slid his boots off along with his pants to see the damage done to his ankle. “She can fucking bite.” Jon shook his head.

“I’m so sorry baby, I thought I shut the door.” You said, placing your on the floor who rushed over to Jon.

“It’s okay Y/D/N, you were just protecting mama.” Jon patted the dog’s head and soon leaned back on the bed. “Well, it was hot while it lasted.” You heard Jon laugh as you were now in the bathroom getting the first aid kit.

Rushing back into the room, naked with handcuffs on your wrists, you handed Jon the kit. “I guess, I’m just upset we didn’t get to the choking part.” You grabbed the key and got yourself out of the cuffs.

“So, you liked it?” Jon asked as he cleaned the blood up from his wound.

“Yeah, I liked it. We needed something to spice up in the bedroom.”

“Who would’ve known you were into rape play.” Jon grabbed the alcohol and dabbed it onto the bite.

You shrugged at his response. “Something new, I guess.” You giggled, kissing his cheek. “Here, let me help you.” You grabbed the band aid and placed it on the bite, luckily he didn’t need stitches.

“I saw you grab that cat in the alley, ya know.” Jon eyed you, arching his eyebrow.

“I named her Salem.” You giggled.

Jon shook his head. “Yeah, I saw that she was cute. I guess we can keep her.” He grumbled. You squealed in delight and gave Jon a hug.

“Let’s try this again in a couple of weeks. Next time, I’ll make sure to close the door.” You kissed Jon again.

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bloodycowboyclub · 11 months

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KINGS + SUITS

At AEW Double or Nothing FanFest, wrestling fans have the opportunity to do meet & greets with different wrestlers, which includes getting their picture taken and autographs. The prints autographed by wrestlers have always been the wrestlers on a playing card graphic, and every year the suits, as well as letter or number, may change.

This year (2023), some of the wrestlers were as follows:

Hangman Adam Page, King of Spades ♠

Adam Cole, King of Hearts ♥

Jon Moxley, King of Clubs ♣*

Orange Cassidy, King of Diamonds ♦

*The rest of the Blackpool Combat Club were also King of Clubs this year, and last year they all had the same letter and suit as well.

Other notable playing cards were Wardlow as the 3 of Diamonds and Toni Storm as the Queen of Clubs.

I believe the chosen cards fit these 4 men very well this year. I like the idea that Orange is a man with a "dangerous occupation," as he is the one with the championship that he's defended many times over, and he is struggling with it. Should also note that the cartomancy for King of Diamonds specified "a blond man" and that he is "considered very attractive by women," which makes me laugh because. True.

The King of Hearts mentioned that he has followers that respect him due to his achievements and his actions. Both babyface Cole and heel Cole are powerful forces to be reckoned with, and he often has others at his side. And he always believes in himself.

Mox's card hits all the fine points of a durable king. Strong, confident, determined, powerful. He took charge the day he showed up in AEW, and he's had the division in a chokehold for a very long time. This extends to the BCC as a whole as well. They make things happen.

And lastly, Hangman. Though he's not often believed himself powerful, he and his friends paved the way for AEW. Now reunited with the Elite, he is at the top of the mountain. He IS the authority, as proven by the fact that he alone addressed the BCC and challenged them to Anarchy at the Arena. If it wasn't for his feud with Mox, the Elite wouldn't even be in the mess they're in. He is the one calling the shots, and he has finally taken control of his own life.

#hangman adam page #jon moxley #adam cole #orange cassidy #aewedit #aew #adam page #double or nothing #i just really love them #ya know????

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south-of-heaven · 6 months

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jon moxley x fem!reader and “ for the love of god, stop putting yourself in these situations!”?

Skewers || Jon Moxley x Reader

Summary: You're on the AEW medical team. Your boyfriend is a frequent flyer, so to speak.

Your day in the AEW medical room had been relatively ordinary until the door banged open, and there he was, Jon Moxley, AEW's resident daredevil, covered in blood and skewers sticking out of his head. For a moment, you were utterly speechless.

You quickly snapped out of your shock and rushed to his side. The training you had for moments like this kicked in as you began to carefully remove the skewers, examining him for any further injuries. Your hands were steady, your focus unwavering, but behind your professional demeanor, you were fuming.

Jon tried to chuckle, but it came out more like a pained grunt as you worked on him. "This didn't really go as planned."

Once the skewers were removed and Jon's wounds were cleaned, you finally let out a heavy sigh and couldn't contain your frustration any longer. "Jon, for the love of God, stop putting yourself in these situations! You're going to end up dead one of these days, or even better, giving me a heart attack."

He winced as you stitched up the small wounds, realizing the gravity of the situation. "I know, babe. But come on, usually I'm not even on the receiving end of shit like this."

You shot him a stern look. "It's not about wether it's on purpose or not, Jon. It's about taking care of yourself, and us."

He nodded, looking contrite. "You're right. I'll be more careful next time. I promise."

You finished tending to his injuries, satisfied that he was now patched up. "Good. I can't keep patching you up like this."

Jon leaned in and kissed you, his lips soft against yours. "Thanks, baby. I appreciate everything you do."

You smiled, leaning your forehead against his. "Just promise you'll take better care of yourself."

Jon chuckled, a bit of his usual swagger returning. "Alright, alright. I'll try to avoid skewers to the head."

As you looked into his eyes, you hoped he would keep that promise, not just for his own safety but for the peace of mind it would bring to both of you.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #aew collision #aew rampage #aew imagine #aew fanfiction #aew dynamite #jon moxley x reader #jonathan good #jon moxley #dean ambrose x reader #dean ambrose

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wrestling-all-the-time · 2 years

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Please give me “take my affection before I choke you with it” with Jon and Skylar 🤣

Take My Affection

Pairing: Jon Moxley x Skylar Jackson

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 496

1...2...3

"Damnit!" I yelled as the ref called for the bell.

Jon slid in the ring with me.

"You okay?" he asked.

"What do you think," I snapped.

"It's just one loss," he said.

"Yeah a loss that shouldn't have happened," I said.

I rolled out of the ring and went to meet up with the rest of Switchblade Conspiracy.

Harper was laying in the bed of Jon's truck, tired from the match she had before mine. Sami was sitting next to her on his phone.

"Can I get some help with the tacks?" I asked Harper as I jumped up to sit on the open tailgate.

"What's the magic word?" Harper asked.

"Bite me," I said.

"Ooo, someone sounds angry," Harper said. "Jon, can you get me-"

"Already got it," Jon said, tossing Harper the first aid bag she kept with her.

Harper slid forward to sit cross-legged behind me. She dug through her bag until she found the tweezers.

"I take it the match didn't go well," Harper said as she started pulling the thumbtacks out of my back.

"I lost," I said.

"It happens to the best of us," Sami said.

"No one asked you," I said.

"It was still a great match," Jon said as he leaned against the tailgate.

"It could have been better," I said.

"Don't beat yourself up like that," Jon said.

"It's hard not to with the losing streak I've been on," I said.

"Isn't this only the second match you've lost?" Harper asked.

"Yeah, that makes two in a row. That's a streak," I said.

"That is not a streak," Jon said. "You're one of the best here."

"I wish I was one of the best here," I said. "I don't know. Maybe if a wasn't so small I-"

"Oh for fucks sake would you take my affection before I choke you with it," Jon said. "You could give anyone here a run for the money and I'm tired of seeing you be hard on yourself over stupid shit."

"Okay," I said. "Losses happen. It doesn't mean I'm not good."

"Exactly," Jon said.

We were all quiet for a bit.

"So, uh, since I took the affection, does that mean choking is off the table?" I asked.

"Now that is entirely up to you darlin'," Jon said with a smirk.

"Okay, ew," Harper said. "You're officially thumbtack free and I'm gonna go anywhere that's not here."

"Oh, come on," Jon said. "You've heard worse."

"And I'm sure you and Callihan have done worse," I said.

"And on that note," Harper said as she jumped down from the truck bed. "I'll see you guys after the show."

"Wait for me," Sami said, following Harper's lead.

The two of them walked off toward the ring.

Jon joined me in sitting on the tailgate, putting an arm around me in the process.

"You really are a great wrestler," Jon said.

"I believe you," I said. "And thank you."

#wrestlingoneshot #aew #aew one shot #jon moxley #jon moxley x oc

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faggotmox · 7 months

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3+1 Bryan Cock Warming

Rating: Explicit Fandom: All Elite Wrestling Relationships: Jon Moxley/Bryan Danielson, Bryan Danielson/Claudio Castagnoli, Bryan Danielson/Wheeler Yuta, Jon Moxley/ Bryan Danielson/Claudio Castagnoli/Wheeler Yuta, Bryan Danielson/Eddie Kingston, BCC Poly Kinks/Warnings/Ect: Cock Warming, Daddy Kink, BDSM, Punishment, Dom/sub, Subspace, Anal Fingering, Cock Cages Word Count: 853 Summary: Three times Bryan gets his cock warmed, and one time he warms someone else's cock. [AEW Kinkmeme Fill] [ao3] [faggotmox@dw]

1: MOX (Zen)

The warm, soft, fluffy look of bed and Bryan neatly nestled into the pillows wasn’t enough to redirect Mox’s anxious energy. For the last thirty minutes Bryan had watched Mox pace around, moving this or that, putting something away or in a travel bag as he got ready for their next round of flights.

Sometimes Bryan would just let Mox work himself up. Maybe that was mean, but offering help too early in the process of anxiety tended to lead to fights. Plus it let Bryan relax comfortably while he watched his very sexy, jacked, and shirtless boyfriend move around the bedroom manically. As nice as it was to watch Mox bend over and crouch in the very tight red boxer briefs, Bryan was starting to get dizzy just watching him.

“You need to relax,” Bryan called out tonelessly.

“Fuck off,” Mox snapped, throwing up the middle finger as he ignored the comment.

“I’m serious,” Bryan sighed, tucking an arm behind his head. “I mean, I do love watching your ass in those shorts, but if you get any more worked up then you’re not going to sleep well and I’m not dealing with you being grumpy while we travel tomorrow.”

“You’re an asshole, Bry.” Mox glared but at least stopped pacing.

“Why? Because I don’t want the man I love to be miserable and exhausted while traveling all day because I know that makes him feel fucked up?” Bryan smirked at the pissed off look that got from Mox. “I’m serious, Jon. I’ll help you finish in the morning.”

“And I suppose you’ll help me relax now?” The defensive look on Mox always made Bryan think of a grumpy puppy.

“Yup. So come to bed.” Bryan examined his partner very closely as the wall started to break down. There could have been a moment where Bryan needed to push harder, but Mox finally caved and climbed onto the bed. “Atta boy.”

“Are you gonna be a total prick the entire time?” Mox shot him a look as he got onto his side of the bed with a huff.

“That was sincere!” Bryan laughed. It was hard to make Mox take him seriously sometimes, but that was partially his own fault for always teasing the guy. “There’s a hockey game on. Let’s watch it.”

“Oh-kay…” Mox looked suspicious as he sank into the bed.

“Hey,” Bryan paused in his work of changing the channel to actually look at the other man. He reached up and took Mox by the chin. “Just let me help you relax, Jon. Trust me.” He was trying to express that he saw genuine distress without forcing Mox to be embarrassed.

“Yeah. Fuck, alright. Sorry.” Mox shrugged a little as he inched closer.

“C’mere.” Bryan pulled Mox flush against his chest and threw the arm with the remote over Mox to change the TV. “It’s going to be alright.” He assured quietly as the hockey game came to life.

It took Mox the first quarter to actually turn off and enjoy. There was still a lot of tension in his body so Bryan started running his hands up and down Mox’s leg and hip. Normally when they watched sports it was downstairs and it was much more lively, but this was just to take Mox’s mind off things.

When half time rolled around Bryan started to work on the next part of his Help Mox Relax and Get Out of His Head routine. A few light kisses roused Mox from his dream-like state. Bryan’s fingers fiddled with the hem of Mox’s underwear around his thigh.

“Go with it.” Bryan encouraged as he started to tug the red material down Mox’s thighs. “You won’t need those.”

Mox kicked the shorts off the bed while Bryan reached for the lube. It was good they had fucked earlier in the gym after Mox got frustrated that Bryan kept pinning him. It meant his partner was open and ready for him. All Bryan had to do was reapply some lube to Mox and then himself before he was gliding in with ease.

“Fuck…” Mox let out the long moan as he took all the other had to offer.

“You feel so good, Jon.” Bryan pressed his forehead against Mox’s shoulder. “Just relax for me.”

“I should find this kinda shit so annoying…” Mox mumbled, there was no bite in his voice anymore. “Your dick radiates zen or somethin’. Like a fuckin’ xanax.”

“Maybe I should start bending you over and putting it in you every time you start getting antsy.” Bryan grinned against his partner's shoulder.

“I wanna object ‘cause I feel like you’re teasin’ me, but your magic dick is working so I’ll let it slide this time.” Mox sighed as he leaned back into Bryan.

“I’d stop.” Bryan wrapped himself snuggly around Mox, just enjoying the feeling of his dick being warmed. “But I know you like it.”

“Fuck you…” Mox was already mostly asleep.

“I’ll fuck you in the morning, baby. Go to sleep.” Bryan shut off the TV so that there weren't any more distractions.

“P’mise?”

“I promise, Jon.”

2: CLAUDIO (Restart)

The weather outdoors was nice enough that Bryan had settled himself on his back patio to read. It was early in the morning; the sun was just above the horizon, his morning run already complete. After Grand Slam, Bryan found himself with a visitor.

The night had gone long with Claudio. The title lifted a weight off of the Swiss man that he desperately needed, the loss of it left him with nothing to hold onto. So he had sought out Bryan to be grounded. They had done a lot of work the night before, so Bryan was going to let Claudio sleep in. Despite what most people probably thought, Bryan considered Claudio's defeat to be an honorable one. Eddie wasn’t an easy enemy.

The back door opened up, causing Bryan to look over. A small smirk crossed his face as he took in the very sleepy Claudio. The old hoodie looked like it was one of Mox’s that was left around. A little too small for Claudio, and a faded Deftones logo. There was a questioning look on the larger man’s face.

“I thought you could use the rest.” Bryan waved him over. “I took a short run anyway.” That wasn’t true but it was a worthwhile lie.

Claudio made his way over, one hand rubbing at his eye making the hem of the hoodie ride up. Just enough of Claudio’s abs peaked out between hoodie and boxers. Bryan found a sleepy Claudio to be very cute. The little downturn of his lips until he got coffee, half lidded eyes, totally dreamy look. Before Claudio could kneel in front of him, Bryan waved him off.

“You did enough of that last night. Get in my lap, you deserve it.” He put the book aside as he moved himself into a comfortable position for Claudio to straddle. “That’s a good boy.”

It shouldn’t be so easy for a man that size to so easily fold onto Bryan’s lap, but he was frequently in this position. The heavy weight of Claudio eased onto him, knees resting comfortably against Bryan and the seat. Both arms went around Bryan’s neck as he reached around to hold Claudio at the waist.

“What do I have to do to get you to relax?” Bryan questioned, his hand stroking the back of the other’s neck. “You were a good champ. You’ll be a good champion again.”

There was a small shake of his head causing Bryan to sigh. Claudio had a hard time with the fall from grace. Even if he kept himself together at the surface, Bryan was there to see through the well put together facade. Gently, his hands started to sneak up under the back of Claudio’s (Mox’s) hoodie. The tender bruises being caressed made Claudio shiver. The damaged expanse of Claudio’s back was still smooth under Bryan’s fingers as he started to work out some of the muscle tension.

“Look at me,” Bryan’s soft command was enough to make Claudio lean back to look at him. Sad, warm brown eyes looking to Bryan for relief. “I know you’re having a hard time right now, but you have to tell me what you need. Even if it’s not in English.” They had spent the night running the gambit on punishment and discipline, things Bryan knew helped normally but didn’t seem to make a dent this time.

Quietly Claudio spoke in his native language. A request, as well as a confession, that was not meant to be understood. Sometimes it was a communication barrier, but sometimes it also helped Claudio admit things he regularly struggled to express. The larger man didn’t have to know Bryan had been working on his understanding of Swiss German. Of course his understanding wasn’t perfect but at least Claudio was talking now.

“Good boy.” Bryan reached up to put a hand on Claudio’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Rewarding honesty.

“You should be taking care of Mox, not--”

“Stop, Claudio.” Bryan’s voice was firm, his brows knitted together to show he wasn’t pleased with that. “If I needed to be with Mox, I would be. I need to be with you. I love you, too.”

That admission almost made Claudio flinch. Bryan started rubbing his thighs. As much as he loved and appreciated Claudio, when the other man got like this it became incredibly hard for Bryan, or anyone, to get a read on his sub’s needs. A constant was Claudio’s enjoyment of being touched, it always helped in every situation. Yuta most certainly didn’t get nearly as much out of the tactical work, and Mox almost exclusively wanted everything harder. Bryan knew he was much quicker with his other two, easier to jump into action because he knew what they needed, but Claudio was a continuing challenge for him. He had to work to distract Claudio as he formed his plan, going over everything he could recall as quickly as possible.

“You know what?” Bryan smiled up at the other man. “I need to clear my head a little while I think about how to help you.”

“Clear your head?” Claudio questioned. “You’ve run this morning already.”

“You’re right. I need something to relax me.” Bryan shifted his hands up Claudio’s thighs and around his hips to message the perky ass just barely concealed in the well worn boxers. “I love these boxers.” He mumbled as they started to rock against each other. “This soft pink looks good on you.”

“They used to be red.” Claudio mentioned, feeling slightly embarrassed that he hadn’t thrown them out yet. “I should have thrown them out a few years ago.”

“They’re your favorite pair.” Bryan shook his head. “I can tell they’re older because you’re more muscular now. You fill them out better.”

“A polite way of saying they’re too small.” Even though it was clear Claudio was joking Bryan quickly shook his head.

“I want you to accept the compliment.” Bryan hooked his fingers into the (apparently) faded red material. “And take these off.”

“Yes, Sir.” Claudio shifted up to start taking off his shorts.

“It’s daddy this morning.” Bryan distinguished. “Sir was last night.” He ran his fingers over the welts he left on Claudio’s ass.

“Daddy.”

The word stuck in Claudio’s mouth in a clumsy way that always turned Bryan on a little more than it should. Like it was something so foreign to his vocabulary that it didn’t make sense. Once the shorts were removed, Bryran stopped him from taking off the hoodie. It was cute. Bryan pushed his cotton running shorts down a little, allowing his dick to spring free. Of course he was hard. Anyone would be with 232 pounds of beautiful, sexy Swiss man in their lap.

There was always lube stashed somewhere. That was Mox’s doing. Bryan always had some in a pocket or bag, but this one time he was thankful to be able to get a bottle fished out between the cushions. A tiny smirk crossed his face when he found it. Claudio was a sensualist and cooling lube was one of those things that really got to him. The screw cap was silent, and the touch of the lube was entirely a surprise. The gel was a decent temperature, but quickly Claudio arched into Bryan as it started to leave a cool trail between his cheeks. Bryan’s fingers encouraged it to spread, and slip down to circle the tight ring of muscles.

“Daddy.” Claudio breathed in sharply as the first finger pushed into him. “Oh.”

“That’s it. Focus on the feeling.” Bryan’s soft words made the man in his lap shiver. The hand not currently engaged reached up to shield Claudio’s eyes from the rising sun. “Just feel. Don’t think. Don’t move. I’m going to take what I need, and all you have to do is let me. I’ll tell you exactly what I want. Understood?”

“Yes,” Claudio nodded against the hand shielding his eyes. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Perfect. Keep your eyes closed.”

The finger loosening up Claudio was joined by another. Slowly Bryan finger fucked his sub as his other hand untied the bandana holding his hair back. The fabric was sweaty from his run, and dirty from the trail. He pressed it into Claudio’s hands.

“Blindfold yourself.”

Claudio followed orders easily and quickly wrapped the material around his eyes. There was some tension that got released as one of Claudio’s senses was removed. On a whim, Bryan grabbed the faded-to-pink shorts off the couch and stuffed them into Claudio’s slightly open mouth. The larger man only barely pulled back before relaxing again and accepting the gag.

“Good boy.” Bryan grinned to himself because he had figured it out. Another Claudio puzzle seemingly solved. “I want to finish some of my book in peace. So, all I want is for you to rest against me.”

The answer Bryan got was just a muffled moan. He withdrew his fingers and poured some lube on his cock. Even though his hands were messy Bryan gripped Claudio’s hips and positioned him right where he wanted and slowly started to push in.

“That’s good.” Bryan moaned as he sank deeper and deeper into the other. “Still loosened up for me from last night. I did a good job on you.”

It was a little hard for Bryan to not just fuck Claudio and leave it at that. Maybe he’d even go back to sleep. But that wasn’t the plan. After a few lazy thrusts and some more lube, Bryan brought him all the way down and kept him there.

“Good boy. Very good.” Bryan’s voice had an edge of a tremble to it but then again he was balls deep in Claudio. “If you can be still for me, let me relax and read, then I’ll reward you.”

“Yes, Daddy.” The words were almost too muffled but Bryan was able to just make out the sounds.

Once he was positive Claudio was situated, he was able to take up his book again. Reading it wasn’t really the goal anymore. Right now it was about giving Claudio a purpose, a way of serving Bryan that didn’t involve pain or punishment. Warming his cock on a nice, early morning while he read before breakfast was the perfect way for them to relax together.

In ten or fifteen minutes–maybe twenty if Claudio really slipped under–Bryan would flip them over and fuck Claudio good and slow until he begged to come. After that they’d go make breakfast together, which would consist of Bryan having Claudio cook for him and make their coffee. Hopefully it’d be the restart that Claudio needed. For now, Bryan was pretty content to cuddle his Swiss giant sitting on his dick.

3: YUTA (Penance)

The cold metal cage clicked into place, the lock secured with a disapproving grunt. The key was placed on a chain and draped over Bryan’s neck. The metal swinging against his chest as Yuta stared at it. The key would stay on Bryan and the cage on Yuta until his next win.

“Christ. Would you two hurry the fuck up?” Mox groaned loudly from the bed. He had to be forcibly separated from Claudio. “Stop mind-fucking him, Bry. He knows he lost. Let’s go.”

“You’re working yourself into the same punishment if you’re not careful, Mox.” Bryan shot back without looking away from Yuta.

“Do you have any idea how hard I’ve been since Claudio busted that big bitch up?” Mox moaned dreamily as he reimagined the earlier fight.

“Patience, Jon.” Claudio smiled happily as he knelt on the bed and leaned over the brattiest of them all. “I’m going to fuck you for the rest of the night. Over and over again until you’re so exhausted you’re begging me to stop.”

“Fuck, fuck.” Mox whined as he arched up into the body above him. “Watching you beat the shit out of Josh was so hot, man. Like fuck.” His hands went up to grope Claudio’s chest. “You’re so fucking strong.”

“Claudio.” Bryan tossed a bottle of lube at the two on the bed. “Start getting Mox ready. Wheeler, since you like running your mouth so much, let’s put it to good use. Over the edge of the bed, suck Mox off while I get you ready.”

“Bein’ a little hard on the kid, aren’t ya, Bry?” Mox giggled a little as he was dragged down the bed by Claudio.

“I hate it when you get on commentary.” Bryan reached out to tug at the collar on Mox. “You get more mouthy than normal. If Wheeler makes you come before Claudio is ready to fuck you then you take Wheeler’s punishment until he wins his next match.”

“Oh, challenge accepted.” Yuta perked up at that but then Bryan shoved him face first into Mox’s crotch.

“That’s not a challenge, Wheeler. It’s a warning to Mox. Now get to work. All three of you.” Bryan threw a look at Claudio to get going.

A tiny smirk crossed Claudio’s face as he started to work Mox open. It was going to be his victory prize. While Claudio worked Mox open like it was his sole purpose to make Mox scream like he had on commentary, Bryan on the other hand took care of Yuta with clinical efficiency. At some point Bryan took Yuta’s hands and pinned them behind his back, making him grunt loudly at being off balance.

“You’re ready. Let’s go.” Bryan slapped the side of Yuta’s ass. “Claudio, take your prize.”

It was like letting a dog off the leash. Claudio practically pounced on Mox, who found it very erotic to be covered by the big man. Of course after watching that match, Mox turned Claudio’s celebration into a tussle. The pair grappled naked on the bed, laughter and gotchas sounding out. The act of physically dominating Mox was one of Claudio’s favorite forms of foreplay.

While the pair struggled and moaned against each other, Bryan sat in one of the deep hotel chairs that had a perfect view of the bed. Guiding hands moved Yuta to face the bed as well before taking hold of his hips and easing him down. The easy glide of Bryan made Yuta moan despite trying to hold it in. This was a punishment, after all. Cruel fingers reached around to wrap around the unforgiving metal cage.

“Keep my cock warm until Claudio is finished with Mox.” Bryan rattled the cage as he sank into the warm, familiar feeling of Yuta. “I want you to watch them. That could have been you.”

Yuta wasn’t sure if Bryan meant he could have been Mox or Claudio. Either way it was his loss. Losing was why he was currently caged. With a sigh he settled back into Bryan and watched as Claudio threw Mox into the side of the bed and bent him over, hips pressing into hips as Claudio fought to pin the squirming man’s hands down. Quietly he would keep Bryan warm until Claudio was done and Bryan got his victory lap with Mox. It could have been him.

+1: EDDIE (Intimate)

There are a lot of reasons why Bryan wouldn’t seek this person out for any kind of help, but he did actually have two very trusted recommendations. In fact, Mox texted him that he told Eddie that Bryan was already on his way. Unfair of Mox, but warranted. Bryan frowned as he found himself knocking on the door of Eddie Kingston’s hotel room.

“Come in!” Eddie called out loudly from inside. “Lock it, would ya?”

“Yeah. Sure.” Bryan frowned as he stepped into the room, locking the door behind him.

“I’m just finishing up.” Eddie had the bathroom door open. Steam was flowing around Eddie as he dried himself off with a towel. “Mox gave me a bit of a run down. I’m doin’ it as a favor to him,” Eddie paused, looking Bryan up and down. “And you look like you could use it.”

“Don’t be a dick.” Bryan glared.

“Stop being so sensitive.” Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed. “I meant it. Come in here.”

There was only a split second of hesitation before Bryan went into the bathroom. One of the towels was tossed onto the floor in front of the sink. Bryan eyed it and the rest of the stuff on the counter top. Eddie cleared his throat.

“On your knees, gecko boy.” Eddie was grabbing his toothbrush.

“Gecko? Gecko boy?” Bryan glared up at Eddie as he knelt down, annoyed that he didn’t get whatever insult.

“Yeah. Dragon’s are just fuckin’ lizards and you’re a small one at that.” Eddie rolled his eyes. “Get my dick in your mouth while I finish up. Keep your hands behind your back and shit.”

“Eloquent.” Bryan mumbled as he shifted around on his knees before taking Eddie into his mouth. A little moan escaped him.

“See? Not so bad, huh?” Eddie reached down to stroke Bryan’s hair. “Just try to stop fuckin’ thinkin’ about shit, alright?”

Eddie easily filled out his mouth and Bryan centered himself on his breathing. Meanwhile, Eddie brushed his teeth and cleaned up his beard. And maybe a few other tasks, but Bryan's brain was starting to get fuzzy so he stopped paying attention. He could have stayed like that for hours, his mouth tightly wrapped around Eddie’s hard length. Neither of his stable mates were lying when they said Eddie had a good dick. It was easy to find himself drifting, especially with how little Eddie seemed to care he was there. He wondered what insight Mox had given him.

“Alright, alright.” Eddie pulled away from Bryan, not even pushing the kneeling man from him but walking away. “Follow. Hands and knees, gecko.”

“Seriously?” Bryan glared, not sure if he was balking at the insulting nickname or the crawling.

“Don’t play. I know you like to crawl.” Eddie shrugged as he kept walking away.

It was simply left up to Bryan to do as he was told or not. With an annoyed sigh, he crawled after Eddie. It took a while for him to catch up. By then, Eddie was lounging in his bed with SportsCenter going. There was an absent handwave as Eddie called Bryan up onto the bed. The mattress dipped with Bryan’s weight as he got up and crawled towards Eddie.

“Lay down on your side.” Eddie motioned.

“That’s…” Bryan glanced at the spot on the bed.

“What? A little intimate? I’m about to put my dick in you. Lie the fuck down.” Eddie shook his head, but didn’t seem nearly as pressed as he should be considering how annoying he found the ‘little vegan freak.’

“Fuck. Okay, fine.” Bryan laid himself down, facing away from the other, but then Eddie stopped him.

“Nah. Changed my mind. Here,” Eddie started pulling Bryan on top of him. “Mox got you all ready for me, right?”

“Yeah.” Bryan admitted, a blush rushing up his face. At first Bryan had insisted he could handle it, but Mox convinced him otherwise. Considering the thick length Bryan got a taste of in the bathroom, he should remember to thank Mox for that.

“Good. Hop on then.” Eddie put his arms behind his head and looked off towards the TV like nothing was happening. As if Bryan was borrowing a tool from his garage.

“Thanks, I guess…” Bryan grumbled as he got himself over Eddie. “Oh, fuck.” Bryan let out a little puff of air. “I see why Mox talks your dick up so much.” Slowly Bryan eased himself down.

“Ah, Mox. All that guy needs is a big dick with a rough thrust and he’s happy.” Eddie reached over to the bedside table to grab cigarettes. “You gonna freak out?”

“Don’t have much of a say, right? After all, Mox called in a big favor.” Bryan pointed out, just holding back his glare as he found himself fully seated on Eddie’s lap.

“Good answer.” Eddie winked before thrusting sharply up to make Bryan moan. “Good answers get rewards, gecko.”

“You’re seriously sticking with gecko?” Bryan groaned as he was slowly fucked.

“Yup.” Eddie sighed, his eyes closing as he started lighting the cigarette. “Ya know,” Eddie opened his eyes to look the other up and down. “I can objectively admit you’re pretty hot. Your core…” His fingers dipped between the muscles of Bryan’s abs down to the Apollo’s belt. “You got that sexy outdoorsman thing going, too.” But his eyes fluttered back to the TV as he took another drag.

“Did Mox tell you to sweet talk me?” Bryan almost laughed, thinking Eddie was just playing with him or saying something he wanted to hear.

“Nah. Look at me,” Eddie reached up to take Bryan’s chin in his hand. “Everything else gets left at the door when I do this shit. I don’t need to fuck with you or lie to you right now when you’re vulnerable. If I’m saying somethin’ it’s fuckin’ true, got it?” Eddie waited for a nod before he continued. “When Mox asked the favor I said yes because you needed something. I may think you’re annoying, I may not like you too much, but you asked for help and that gets respect in my book. Especially shit like this.”

Bryan blinked hard at Eddie. This wasn’t what he was expecting when he got sent down this path. It wasn’t an unfair assumption that Eddie was begrudgingly doing this for Mox because he loves Mox, but as it turned out Eddie was just…a good dom. If Regal was still here…Bryan shook his head away from Eddie’s grip to rid himself of those thoughts.

“Hey, whatever the fucks going on up here--” Eddie tapped the side of Bryan’s head. “It’s my job to help ya leave it at the door, too.” Eddie pitched his barely-smoked cigarette. “So, you like fuckin’ basketball or what?”

“Basketball is good.” Bryan agreed as he felt the tug from Eddie to lay on his chest.

A blanket was pulled up around them as Bryan settled into the position. Eddie was still inside him and he actually started to relax into the embrace. It felt strange, but it started to become easier. Eddie was gentle, one of his hands resting on Bryan’s back while the other scrolled his phone a bit. Mostly Bryan felt ignored, but also cared for, which was maybe exactly what he needed. He felt connected to a very unlikely person and let himself drift off. Away from the match and the loss and…

“Like a gecko sleepin’ on a rock.” Eddie mumbled, like he could sense the thoughts forming again in Bryan’s head.

“Fine.” Bryan laughed a little as he relented. This softer side of Eddie drew him in, completely unexpected. “Don’t you dare tell Mox.”

“Oh, sweet little gecko, I’m going to be callin’ you that from now on.” Eddie smirked.

“Asshole.” Bryan shook his head then found himself burrowing into Eddie’s neck a little more.

“Yeah, yeah. I know. Now shut that yap if ya can. I’ll let you know when we’re done, alright?” Eddie waited for another nod before he surprisingly kissed Bryan’s forehead and went back to watching basketball.

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