#jon moxley smut
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• kinktober day one : innocence kink — blackpool combat club { jon moxley, wheeler yuta, claudio castagnoli } •
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{ summary } — they’ve been teasing and tormenting you for months, now upon the discovery that you were a virgin, they make it their mission to claim you
{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, cnc, hatefuck, group sex, innocence kink, innocent!reader, virgin!reader, praise, double penetration, oral sex { male receiving }, throat fucking, throatpie, spanking, tit slapping, pussy slapping, degradation, sexual humiliation, filming, blackmail, anal sex, rough sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, squirting, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, anal creampie
{ word count } — 2.9k
{ pairing } — fem!reader x jon moxley + wheeler yuta + claudio castagnoli
{ genre } — smut
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{ beta readers } — @allelitesmut + @legit9thlunaticwarrior
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their fingers clawing, kneading at your flesh. no matter how hard you tried to swat their hands away
they kept tugging, toying, with your clothing
teasing as they would pry upward small pieces of fabric, exposing little canvases of your bare flesh
ready for them to paint with their desire
jon stood before you, keeping your body firm against the concrete wall of his basement
the room had been converted into some sort of training room
a basic, dreary one at that
a single mat in the centre of the room, maybe about two or so inches thick
definitely not enough to support the weight of a body slammed into it at full force
there was barely any light, only a small lantern dangling above your head from a short chain
his figure flickering in and out of the darkness with a grimey yellow hue.
yuta stood to your left, head buried into the crook of your neck, nipping the top of your shoulder with some force
enough to make you whine when he bit down especially hard
his lanky fingers locked into the belt loops of your jeans, tugging impatiently, with the absence of a belt
revealing the axis of your hip, growling into your skin upon noticing the exposed flesh.
claudio stood to your right, not as close as yuta, but close enough to keep you on edge
his large palm slid under your shirt, groping your breasts, interchanging between the two with just one hand
your whimper only fueled their desire, fueling their lust to corrupt you
jon leaned in, his tongue barely ghosting your lips as he wet his own
his breath had the faintest scent of menthol, evident by the cigarette he’d been smoking a mere half an hour before
“a little birdy told us that you were still a virgin” jon smirked nipping your notting lip quickly despite your resistance
“is that right, doll?”
you could feel yuta grin into your neck, just at the mere thought of being the one to corrupt you first sent pulses of arousal to his cock
he bit down slightly harder than previously, a sharp sting ran through your shoulder
his spit leaking down your skin as you groaned through your next words
“that’s none of your damn business-“ your attempt at being intimidating was weak, pathetic, laced with fear
claudio’s fingers traced over your perky nipples, pinching the left one
a small squeak of pain left your lips, effectively making the three of them grow in their shorts
“a fiery little thing isn’t she?” jon mentioned to the other two, yuta pulled away from your skin to nod in agreement
claudio reciprocated the same nod
“we’ll have fun with this one” jon stuck his hand down the front of your jeans unannounced upon finishing his sentence
despite your protests, attempts to kick them away but their strength proved too much
jon’s fingers, danced against your clit, gathering the wetness in the pads of his fingertips
the three of them smirked, watching the heat rise to your cheeks in an unnatural shade of red
“so the rumours are true, huh?” claudio chimed in, thick accent ringing in your ears, with a deep, sinful bass
“you’ve never been touched, toyed with until you’re begging for release” he added, his words dancing across your earlobe with faint breaths
“i bet she’s never even fucked herself” yuta remarked, his teeth now leaving an imprint in your skin, a bruise soon to follow in splotches of red and purple, you were surprised that he didn’t draw blood
“oh angel, it’s true? my my you really are innocent” yuta’s tongue trailed up against the side of your neck until he reached your earlobe, nipping lightly at the flesh.
jon’s fingers dipped past your folds, feeling how tight your walls clenched around him
“god she’s fucking soaked…” jon announced to his brethren who where quick to anoint their fingers with the scent of you
feeling a combination of all their fingers spreading your folds, dipping into your warmth and teasing your clit
it was all too much for your mind to take in
“fuck, you’re right” claudio was the first to pry his fingers from between your thighs
bringing his large digits to your lips, allowing you to sample your sweetness,
the taste foreign on your tongue
it left you with an incredibly vulgar, almost nauseating pit in your stomach
this was wrong on so many levels, but you could not bring your lips to pry away from his fingers until he moved them,
a subtle pop following after he’d removed them
yuta offered you no such decency
savouring your warmth for himself, not hesitating to lick his fingers clean
shuddering with arousal at your taste
jon was last, quickly prying his fingers from your panties
without any chance for you to react, he smeared your sweetness across your lips before kissing you harshly
he pulled away breathlessly, taking a second to admire your flustered form
“strip her. then bring her to the mat”
jon instructed, stripping himself as he made his way to the centre of the room, haphazardly throwing his clothes to the edge of the mat
you could not help but stare at his length. how hard he was, how his tip leaked with precum and twitched with arousal.
you felt claudio’s fingers pull at the hem of your shirt, attempting to pry it over your head
“don’t fear, little one. we’ll take good care of you”
his words were accentuated with a smug smirk, your body paralyzed, unable to fight them off no matter how hard your mind attempted
yuta tugged your jeans down with haste, far more impatient than jon or claudio had been
the youngest of the three noticing the wet spot in your panties
how your sweetness pooled onto the fabric as he pried them down your legs
“god, i can’t wait-“ yuta grew feverish, his hands groping your now naked frame.
“hold it.” jon demanded “don’t want to scare her off”
jon pondered for a moment, smoothing down his beard
“bring her to me”
claudio and yuta hooked their arms under yours, practically dragging you towards jon.
yuta’s hand fell to your shoulder, pushing you down to your knees before jon while claudio stripped himself
you winced as your knees came in contact with the mat
still feeling the concrete beneath it
“open her mouth” jon continued to bark instructions though a relaxed monotone.
claudio cupped your face, having replaced yuta’s hands as the youngest of the trio rid himself of his clothing.
jon lazily began to stroke his cock, bead of precum leaking from his tip
you made eye-contact with it, unintentionally, quickly peering down at the mat
avoiding his gaze all together, in your peripherals, you could have sworn you saw a smirk cross jon’s lips
claudio’s fingers fell to your jaw, prying your mouth open
noticing, despite your previous attempts at restraint
were now rather accepting of the fact that they were going to use you
and rather eager at the fact.
jon’s tip traced soft lines against your bottom lip, pushing against the flat of your tongue, holding himself there for a moment, getting used the the feeling of your warm, wet mouth before allowing himself to fully succumb to the sensation
yuta had joined you on his knees, his fingers returning to their position between your thighs
tracing delicate shapes into your aching clit, his cock prodding at your hip, swollen and leaking with warmth.
claudio had taken his position behind you
both large palms now fully cupping your breasts
groping and squeezing the supple flesh
his own size, much larger than yuta or even jon, pressed firmly against the small of your back
jon remained stoic, silent. it was as arousing as it was frightening
you could not plan for his next move, unsure of what exactly he had in store for you
anxiety rose in your chest, feeling like a stone being pressed against your lungs
“so fucking wet…” yuta mumbled under his breath. “i’ll have you gushing like a fountain in no time, angel”
you whimpered at the sensation, trying to instinctively close your legs but claudio was quick
grabbing your right thigh, he held them open,
allowing you to feel the full range of yuta’s fingers
jon soon snapped his hips forward, his entire length filling your throat
the sensation made your eyes widen in shock, throat forcefully closed and clenched around his size
making you gag and sputter, gasping for breath around the appendage
but jon would not relent, keeping himself firmly buried in your throat, ordering the others with their next movements
“get underneath her” he ordered yuta. the youngest obliging in quick time
prying his fingers from your warmth, licking them clean as he had done previously,
claudio lifted your hips with ease, allowing yuta to make his way beneath you.
his cock teasing your entrance, tip gliding across you clit, smearing your wetness across your slick folds
if jon’s cock wasn’t stuffed down your throat you might have been able to voice your pleasure
“oh fuck-“ yuta slipped inside of you with ease, holding you down on his cock, already beginning to feel the gentle pulses of your cunt.
“claudio-“ jon spoke up. the swiss man gazed at his brother in arms with an attentive stare
“you know what to do”
claudio only nodded with a sickening smirk
it was only then did jon release himself from your throat to readjust himself, even only for a moment, you were grateful that he allowed you to regain your breath
“relax, little one” claudio’s voice flooded your ears with odd reassurance. “you’re so tense”
claudio’s hands smoothed down your shoulders, down the midline and small of your back
“relax for us. we won’t hurt you”
you couldn’t help but take his words as some form of mockery
“all you gotta do is obey us”
yuta added, having a particularly rough thrust, one that left your mind reeling
“fuck you” you spat, an ironic choice of words given your predictiment
yuta only chuckled, hand reaching up to slap your breast, causing another wince on your part
jon had stepped away for the moment, fishing around in his duffel bag for something unknown
your mouth free to shout all the obscenities and expletives their way.
claudio remained silent behind you, still tenderly smoothing shape into your flesh
although the feeling felt more predatory than it did comforting
jon returned phone in hand, the camera already set to record
he poised it on you, making sure your face was fully in frame
“now dollface…” he began, claudio’s cock now prodding against your ass, slick and wet as he had just lubed it up with his own spit
“you better behave and do everything we tell you to” your blood ran cold at the thought as jon forced you to meet the camera’s gaze, tilting your chin up to look at him through the lens
“don’t want this indie film going mainstream now do we?”
you shook your head no, in response, agreeing with him. lord only knows what would become of your life and career if this were to ever get out.
yuta began to move under you, impatient and eager to get himself off, soft grunts left the youngest’s lips as he filled you to the brim with his length.
jon had re-entered your mouth, this time with a much more intense, brute force than before,
feeling the burn and sting of his cock hitting the back of your throat.
claudio gathered the spit that dropped from the corners of your lips, re-lathering his cock before pushing into your tight, untouched hole
“so tight for me, little one”
he held a tight grip on your hair, pushing your head down onto jon’s cock
you hollowed your cheeks for added effect, peering up from behind his phone to notice jon’s head thrown back in pleasure
his phone fixated on your features, making sure to capture each intimate moment
yuta, from beneath you, groped your breasts, squeezing the pillowy mounds of flesh in his palms
the calloused pads of this thumbs tracing over your hard nipples, still swollen slightly from claudio pinching them beforehand
“ain’t no way she was a virgin before this, this cunt feels too good to be left untouched”
yuta monologued through breathless pants, increasing the force of his thrusts
jon gave a small exhale in response, zooming in on the site of yuta’s cock slamming deep into your cunt.
the three of them adored the way you gripped his size, clenching and squeezing around him before releasing unexpectedly
your thighs shuddered, crying and sputtering around jon’s cock
sweetness coating yuta’s stomach as you came down from your high.
“oh little one, you came so quickly, we’ve barely started with you” claudio mocked, tugging your hair roughly, jon’s cock slipping out of your mouth, allowing you air for the moment
slapping the tip of his cock on the flat of your tongue
jon slapped your cheek, sending your mind reeling with pleasure, a thrum of arousal made your cunt clench around yuta’s size.
the youngest of the three still on a high from the reaction of your orgasm, holding your hips down so you had little room to move.
“we’re not done with you yet, dollface.” jon handed his phone to claudio, who promptly began filming you from behind
“you ain’t leaving until we’re satisfied”
you gulped thickly, feeling the three of them close in on you.
claudio started moving again with a particularly rough thrust
his tongue drawing circles against the carotid artery in your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin
jon entered your mouth once more, making sure to fill your throat fully
pressing his cock down your throat until your nose was nestled in the scraggly mound of pubic hair
adoring the choked gulps and gags that tried to escape from your throat
claudio kept the camera poised on your ass
so intricately filling the way he slipped in and out of your tight hole with ease.
“so good for us little one” he murmured against your skin
poor yuta was on the brink of release, the sheer grip of your cunt about to send him over the edge
“fuck, i’m so fucking close…” he grunted, the veins in his throat becoming present.
“gonna fill this pretty little pussy up. you’d like that wouldn’t you, angel? you wanna be left dripping with my cum?”
“our cum…” jon corrected, hinting at the definite conclusion to this scenario
you could not help but nod in response, frantic gasps and moans left your throat whenever jon would pull back
“look at her, she’s practially begging for it” claudio chimed in
now handing the phone to yuta, ready to film his cum dripping from within you
“oh shit-“ yuta grunted, warm threads of his seed filling you to the brim as he fucked you with full force
capturing the way his cum seeped from your void around his cock
your eyes rolled into the back of your skull, clearly enjoying this foreign feeling
completely unaware of your second orgasm rushing through you.
“good whore…” jon praised you, pushing your shoulders down so that yuta’s cock was nestled deeply in your cunt
you effectively cockwarming the youngest
claudio remained silent as yuta continued to film
the swissman’s length pushing deep into your tight hole, groping and squeezing your breasts as he came, remaining to stay inside you, just like yuta until he fully emptied himself
jon on the other hand, was frantic in his movements, holding fistfuls of your hair as he fucked your throat
“god, i’m gonna make a mess of you, doll” his groans reverberated against the concrete walls of his basement
quickly retrieving his phone from yuta, whose stomach was drenched in your spit and cum
jon continued to film through his orgasm, pumping his seed down your throat as you choked and sputtered around his length
quickly pulling out of you to drench your face in the last few spurts of his cum.
yuta and claudio pulled out of you breathlessly
a sigh of content and relief on your part, body exhausted and overwhelmed from their work
your knees were weak as claudio helped you to stand, a single hand wrapped around your waist while yuta took your wrists
“enjoy yourself, angel?” yuta mentioned after a moment of silence
your throat still raw and red from jon’s abuse, you could only muster a small nod, to which yuta responded with a chaste kiss to your lips
claudio followed suit, his kiss lingering just a second more.
you turned your attention to jon, placing his phone back into his bag
“y-you’re not gonna do anything with that…are you?” you mentioned to the recording, feeling a song of anxiety in your stomach
“oh god no, doll” he reiterated, eyes widening slightly. “that was just to scare ya a bit, trust me it’s for our eyes only”
jon pet your head, almost mockingly. but there was a genuine playfulness behind it
“why don’t we get you cleaned up, little one?” claudio suggested, his chin resting atop your shoulder, you gave another nod as yuta went to retrive your clothes
“hey jon?” you questioned, his eyes popping up to greet yours
“could you send me that video?”
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JON MOXLEY IS A LANA DEL REY STAN
So I was reading his book and he talks about he loves Lana and how his favourite album is ultraviolence
I LOVE HIM SO MUCH
MY TWO FAVOURITE THINGS, LANA AND MOX
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Main Masterlist ♡ Jon Moxley Masterlist
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Warnings: use of sex toys. P in V. Unprotected sex. Anal sex.
Gifs & photos do not belong to me.
Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.
WC: 908
I called out her name, knowing she was home due to the fact that her car was in the driveway. She didn't answer back, but then I noticed that the shower was running in our master bathroom. I smiled as I imagined her naked in the shower.
One sight I have seen multiple times in our relationship. I decided to suprise her in our room. I ran up the stairs, two at a time, and practically ripped off my clothes as I was about to climb into our bed, when I noticed the one drawer on her side of the bed, was slightly open.
It is usually locked, and I understand privacy, so I never cared much about what was in this drawer.
But as I waited for her, my curiosity got the better of me, and I had to look.
I leaned over her side of the bed, looked at the closed bathroom door, and then opened the drawer. My eyes widened at the contents of the drawer as I actually placed the drawer on the bed and started to go through each item.
"Jon." I looked up at the sound of her voice, the both of us startled. I didn't hear the shower turn off, and she was expecting me home later tonight.
"Caught the earlier flight, love." I forgot for a moment about what I was doing, but her eyes were zoned in on what I was holding. I looked down and then back at her, holding up the anal plug in my hand.
"So this is what you do while I am gone." It wasn't a question, but a fact.
She clutched her towel closer to her body and looked away in shame. I didn't want her to feel this way.
I called her name, and when that didn't work, I dropped the toy and got off the bed to stand in front of her, placing my hand under her chin, gently urging her to look at me.
"No need to feel shame, love. I was only stating a fact, but why hide these from me?"
"Any previous relationship hated that I used toys when I was alone. They thought I was using them because they weren't getting the job done." I rolled my eyes.
"Well they were fucking idiots." I pulled her into my arms, forcing her to drop the towel. "How about you show me your favourites, and you and I can have some fun with them."
"Really?" The question was silent, but almost breathy.
"Yeah baby, I want to see what you use when I am not here to take care of your needs."
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My cock was leaking with so much pre-cum, that it made it easier for me to jerk my cock off as I watched her from my spot, in front of the bed, on the chair I pulled from the corner, as she was laying in the middle of our bed.
Her back was arched, her legs spread, and I had the perfect angle that I could see the purple vibrating anal plug in her ass,
The dildo, that seemed to be the same size of my cock, she was thrusting in and out of her body at such a pace, that I watched memorised. My name fell from her lips as she quickly brought herself to the second orgasm of the day.
As she stuffed her pussy with the dildo to cum around something, she pulled on the chain that was laying across her stomach.
My mouth went dry when I saw her pull slightly on the nipple clamps.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I practically flew onto the bed, throwing the dildo to the side and slamming into her still spasming pussy as I fucked her throat this orgasm, triggering another one for her.
"Fuck, shit. Oh fuck. So wet." I couldn't even think straight as I fucked her. I reached down between our two bodies and pulled on the chain, making her mouth drop open.
My free hand gripped her throat, forcing her to keep looking at me.
"Never hide anything like this from me again." I growled out.
"I want videos, photos, anything sent to me when you use these."
"Yes, Jon." Was the only thing she was able to get out.
I felt myself getting close to the edge, but I didn't want to cum in her pussy. Not yet.
I flipped us over, and I placed her on her knees. I spread her asscheeks and gently took out the vibrating anal plug and tossed that aside.
I gently slid into her ass, silently thanking that we used the plug as I wasn't going to last.
I bottomed out, and I had to hold myself back from finishing so soon.
My thrusts were slow to start, just savouring how wonderful her ass felt around my cock, when she started to move back and forth.
"Faster Jon, please." She whined, and that was all I needed.
I fucked her so hard, so fast that she collapsed on the bed. My hands gripped her hips to keep them lifted.
My thrusts started to get sloppy, and it took only five more before I stilled, filling her ass with my cum as I groaned.
I collapsed beside her on the bed.
"Your past lovers were fucking idiots." Was all I said before I pulled her into my arms and kissing the top of her head.
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Can I request an imagine with Jon Moxley where the reader is like a new, young talent in AEW and they’re like notoriously known amongst the other younger talents (people like Dante, Hook, MJF, that kinda age category) for having a thing for Mox and maybe he finds out and thinks it’s cute that the reader has a crush on him?
Pairing: Jon Moxley x Female!Reader
Warnings: 18+ Blog, Fluff, School girl crush
Imagines: Open
"You're kidding?" Jon asked as he was resting against the wall sitting on a bench in the locker room.
"No! You should see the way Y/N looks at you, all puppy like." Hook chuckled making Jon shake his head.
"I never seem to see it." Jon shrugged, lacing his boots up.
"Listen, just talk to her and really watch how she reacts to your voice." Hook informed making Jon think. He never thought you of all people had a crush on him, he thought it was very sweet. Something like a little school girl crush from taking how young you were and how old he was.
Jon took Hook's advice, seeing you with a group of wrestlers after the show talking about what you guys should do once the job was done. "Hey, Y/N."
You froze to hear a gruff voice calling your name, looking over to see Jon Moxley smiling down at you, your face became bright yet and stomach twisted in knots. "H-" You cleared your throat. "Hi." You gushed.
Jon grinned noticing how you were nervous by the way you spoke and how your face was red like a cherry tomato. Jon leaned down towards you, he noticed your breathing picked up at the closeness. His mouth was right next to your ear. "I know." He whispered, pulling away and standing at his full height he saw the horrified look on your face which made him laugh lowly.
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Red Stains 💋
Pairings: Jon Moxley x Fem!Reader
Warnings: +18, oral sex, marking kink, dirty talk.
A/N: Huge shout out to @theworldofotps for helping my Libra ass making a choice and also for the blood reference. Love you, Crystal 💋 Also I haven’t wrote this bad boy in a while..god I missed him 🥰
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His blue eyes were used to seeing his skin covered in red stains, they always traveled down his body like a crimson lake, coating his porcelain skin in a scarlet hue. Only this time, the carmine shades were shaped like lips.
His skin felt hot to the touch, a soft blush adorned his plump cheeks, and the blue in his eyes held the unspoken pleas he refused to say out loud. Sweat already began to pool between his eyebrows, as an attempt of keeping the words inside his mouth and his body in place. Mox did a good job at that as of now, but quite frankly, he didn’t know for how long he was going to be able to keep it that way.
“You’re being so good to me, baby” Your warm breath caressed his wet tip as you spoke. Looking down Mox could see the red lipstick stains all over his torso, thighs, and shaft. Your partially open red lips clashed against his sensitive crown and the thick side vein on his shaft every time you spoke to him.
“This shade of red looks so much better on you than the usual blood, don’t you think?” The teasing tone in your voice was easily picked up by his ears, and Mox couldn’t hold back his smirk.
“C’mon, I wanna hear you, puppy” You teased again, only this time he chuckled back “Oh, this is definitely way better than the blood” The usual raspiness of his voice sounded harsher due to the intense pleasure. His eyes searched for yours, and a silent plea could be read upon the baby blue orbs.
“Use your words, big boy” You encouraged him, as you left behind a perfectly printed red lipstick stain on top of his pulsing vein.
“Fuck, kitty. You’re gonna kill me like that” Mox mumbled, while his head hit the pillow quite forcefully.
“What’s the matter, Jon? I thought you were a man who didn’t struggle with your words” You mocked, as your lips covered his sensitive tip in a crimson shade.
Mox indeed never struggled with his words, but he was also a man who never begged for anything, ever. It was a matter of pride to him, he never begs anything from anyone, so this new power dynamic was something he never saw himself in before.
It was a struggle to get him to agree to this little play because he simply didn't want to hand the control over to someone else. He needs it and craves it like a drug, but you were different. You have a way with your words that he always knew was dangerous. Your persuasion power lies not only in your words but also in your touch, in your body, in your mouth, and even more in your pussy. No woman has ever held such power over him like this, it only took you one word, one look, one touch, and the simple feeling of your body against his to have him do anything you want in the bat of an eye.
“You already know what I want” Mox groaned when your tongue gave soft licks on his slit “So why should I tell you if you already know?”
“Humor me” You smirked before leaning down and sucking one of his balls in your mouth. The unexpected action caused Mox’s hips to jerk upward “Fuck, oh my fucking God, you’re not playing fair on me, kitty.” His eyes dared to travel down his body to get a glimpse of your face, and he never regretted something so instantly. A thick string of spit still connected you to his ball sack, but your eyes were fixed on him as your hand moved up and down his length. Your red lipstick was smudged, and your lips were glistening with the moisture of the spit. With such a sight, Mox had to hold himself from cumming on the spot.
Your eyes caught the despair on his face and you smiled widely “You wanna take a picture of me like this, baby? Face covered in spit, lipstick smudged, laid down between your thighs, worshiping your cock for all the wonderful things it does to my pussy”.
Mox’s jaw tightened at your words “Oh, that mouth…that fucking dirty mouth, kitten” He bit his knuckles as you slowly spat on his tip.
“Say it, Jon. Tell me what I wanna hear, baby”. You leaned upwards on his body, kissing his chest as your hard nipple brushed under his shaft.
“I didn’t know you could be this mean” He teased with a moan
“Oh I can be way much worse, bad guy” You chuckled before your tongue licked his nipple.
You felt Mox’s cock throb against your breast and a faint “Fuck it” left his lips.
He looked down into your eyes and whispered “Suck my cock. Please, I beg you. Make me cum in your mouth then ride me. I need you, kitty, please”.
A winning smile took over your lips as you whispered back “See? It wasn’t that hard, was it?”
He looked down into your eyes and whispered “Suck my cock. Please, I beg you. Make me cum in your mouth then ride me. I need you, kitty, please”.
A winning smile took over your lips as you whispered back “See? It wasn’t that hard, was it?”
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"Date Night" // Jon Moxley x OFC
SMUT !!MDNI!!
Synopsis: Jon Moxley and his wife (Ruby) get back home after a date, sexy time happens 🤷🏻
TAGS:
no plot, just porn. established relationship (marriage), pet names (doll, love, baby, pretty baby, pretty), praise/degradation, choking, slight dumbification? , unprotected sex (i've said it before, i'll say it again, wrap it before you tap it loves!)
Word Count: 16k
Smut below the cut!
The two had just gotten back from a surprisingly tame date night, considering their usual. It was two in the morning when they made it back to their home and to their shared bedroom, Ruby sighed as she took her heels off and sat on the bed. She looked at her husband, admiring his now messy suit from where he had taken off his suit jacket as soon as they got in the house and untied his tie.
Mox looked at Ruby and smiled softly, “Yes doll? You're staring.” Ruby smiled, “I know.”
She motioned for Mox to come closer, when he did she began to unbutton his shirt, starting at his waist and moving up his chest. He chuckled softly and watched her, then slid the dress shirt down his arms and off when she finished unbuttoning it. “Are you trying to tell me something doll?”
“Maybe. Is it working?” She asked, standing up and wrapping her arms around his neck.
He leaned down and kissed her softly, holding her hips with strong, calloused hands. Mox’s hands trailed up Ruby’s back, to the zipper of her dress.
He pulled the zipper down and helped her step out of her dress. She smiled, “Can we take things slow tonight love? I love how fast and rough we normally are, but I need a change of pace.”
“I understand doll, we can take things as slow as you want. Anything for you, you know that.” Mox spoke softly, leaning down even more to press gentle kisses along Ruby’s neck. His beard tickling her a bit, she always loved the feeling though.
Mox left a few hickeys along her neck, biting and soothing the burning skin with his tongue. She moaned softly, letting out beautiful little sounds in response to him.
Mox smiled softly and pulled away from her neck, he gently pushed Ruby down onto the bed and followed her down. Slotting himself between her legs, their hips pressed against each other. Ruby looked up at Mox, her face flushed, he leaned down and kissed her. She kissed back, running her hands up his arms and over his back. He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth and exploring, while his hands slid up and down her sides. From her hips up to below her breasts, she drew quick, short breaths. Her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Mox pulled away from the kiss, kissing down Ruby’s jaw and neck, down to her chest. He lifted her carefully with one hand and unclipped her bra with his other, she took it off the rest of the way and watched Mox as he admired her body.
Mox laid her back down, slowly, taking the time to watch the way her body moved. Enjoying that she trusted him enough to let him pick her up and move her as he pleased.
Ruby bit her lip and let out a soft moan as Mox leaned down to kiss her chest again, this time kissing over her breasts and taking her left nipple into his mouth. Gently sucking on the bud, he moved his hands down to her thighs and wrapped them around his waist, “Oh Mox… Fuck love, please keep going…”
Ruby spoke softly, reaching up with one hand to run her fingers through her husband’s short hair, gently scratching his scalp. Mox groaned and switched over to her right nipple, giving it the same treatment as the left, sucking and gently biting.
Ruby leaned her head back and gently pulled on the short locks, still growing back.
Mox always preferred his hair short, but since his lovely wife mentioned she missed his long hair, he decided to give growing it out again a try. After all, happy wife, happy life, right?
Mox groaned out at the feeling, he let go of Ruby’s nipple with a pop, he trailed his kisses down her stomach and over her thighs. She arched her back up, the cold air in the bedroom hitting her spit covered nipples. Ruby looked down at Mox, who had pushed her thighs open so he could lay between them and was still pressing little kisses all over her thighs.
Ruby lifted her hips, Mox gently pushed her hips back down into the bed, he moved her panties to the side and pressed a soft kiss to her clit. Causing her to moan out and hide her face in her hands.
Mox reached up and pulled her hands away from her face, “Why are you hiding that pretty face doll? Let me look at those beautiful expressions you make while I eat this pretty pussy…”
Ruby blushed a dark red color, she couldn't say why she was so embarrassed, but this moment, it felt like her first time with Mox all over again. They took things so slow, still exploring each other and what felt good.
Mox smiled and held Ruby’s wrists down by her hips and pressed another kiss to her clit, he could see her hole clenching around nothing, and her arousal dripping down onto the sheets. He dove in headfirst, literally, and licked over her clit, then down to her slit and back up again. Gathering her arousal on his tongue and swallowing, “Fuck…” He groaned. “Goddamn doll, always so fucking good…”
Ruby moaned loudly as Mox went back in and pushed his tongue inside her, she clenched down around his tongue and arched her back. Mox smiled as much as he could and watched her face as he began to tongue fuck her, he watched her face contort in pleasure. Ruby clenched her eyes shut, attempting to buck her hips up against Mox’s face. Mox held her down still, feeling his beard become wet with her juices that managed to escape his tongue.
Mox pulled back a bit and sucked on Ruby’s clit, he looked up at her. “Keep your hips down for me, okay doll? Can you do that for me pretty baby? While I suck on your clit and fuck you with my fingers?”
“Yes, Mox… Please? Please fuck me with your fingers, please!” Ruby whined out as Mox let go of her hips and pushed one thick finger inside her, attaching his lips to her clit and sucking harshly.
Ruby moaned and resisted the urge to buck her hips at the surge of pleasure, Mox smiled and thrusted his finger in and out of her at a fast pace.
After a while of fucking her with one finger, he added another. Scissoring them to help stretch her out, he continued sucking on her clit harshly. Trying to pull an orgasm from her.
She moaned louder, “F-Fuck, faster love please!” She begged, clenching down on Mox’s fingers. Mox pulled away from her clit and thrusted his fingers faster, “Are you gonna cum doll? Go ahead baby, cum for me. Come on pretty, you can do it.” He praised Ruby, causing her to arch her back and buck her hips up.
Mox attached his lips back to her clit and sucked harshly, Ruby moaned loudly as she came. Clenching and unclenching around Mox’s fingers, Mox quickly pulled his fingers out of Ruby and thrust his tongue into her hole. Trying to get as much of her cum on his tongue as he could. He had always loved her taste, her arousal, her cum, her skin, everything.
Once Ruby had come down from her high, Mox sat up on his knees and kissed her softly. She kissed back, tasting herself on his tongue. “Goddamn…” She laughed softly, Mox smiled and kissed her forehead. “We're far from done doll.”
Ruby laughed more and covered her face, once she had calmed down a bit she sat up. “Sit on the bed, just for that, you deserve a blowjob.”
Mox chuckled, “Oh doll, you know I'll never say no to that.” He unbuttoned his pants and slipped them down his legs along with his underwear and sat on the bed, fully hard cock on display.
Ruby stood from the bed on somewhat shaky legs and dropped to her knees in front of Mox, she looked up at him and jerked him off a few times before taking the head of his painfully hard cock into her mouth.
Mox groaned loudly and grabbed a handful of Ruby’s long, raven hair. He watched her slowly bob her head up and down his cock, jerking off what she couldn't fit in her mouth (or down her throat just yet).
Ruby bobbed her head faster hearing Mox’s groans of pleasure, she was spurred on by the dull ache between her legs of knowing what was coming next. She mentally prepared herself, and took Mox’s cock deep down her throat. Mox threw his head back and fucking growled, Ruby held him down her throat for a moment before letting up so she could breathe.
Mox began to guide Ruby’s head, pushing it up and down his cock. Moaning at the feeling of her warm, wet mouth. Ruby let her hands fall to her sides and allowed Mox to guide her fully, she moaned around him when he began to buck his hips, fucking her mouth.
Mox moaned when he felt the vibrations of Ruby moaning around his cock, he fucked into her mouth faster, already beginning to feel his cock twitch. Ruby moaned again, feeling Mox’s cock twitch in her mouth. Mox groaned and fucked her mouth faster, his cock twitched again, and he buried himself down her throat. Cumming thick ropes, Ruby was caught off guard and swallowed quickly so she didn't choke, Mox moaned loudly and pushed farther down her throat. Keeping his cock there until he had finished cumming, he then carefully pulled out of her mouth and immediately pulled Ruby up to kiss her. Ruby kissed back, wrapping her arms tightly around Mox, she pulled away after a moment, coughing.
Mox rubbed her back, “You okay doll? Did I go too far?” Ruby shook her head and smiled, “No love, I'm okay. You didn't go too far, I promise.”
Mox smiled softly, “Good, now get your pretty ass up here and lay down.” Ruby laughed, laid on the bed and looked at Mox. Who got up to his knees and lifted her legs to his shoulders, “You ready pretty baby?”
“Of course I'm ready Mox, just fuck me already-” Ruby was cut off by a moan as Mox quickly pushed into her, pushing so his cock was all the way inside before bottoming out. He stayed still for a moment, relishing the feeling of Ruby’s tight walls around his cock.
“Shit- Fuck Mox!” She moaned out, he groaned at the feeling and leaned down to kiss Ruby as he began to thrust into her, swallowing her moans. Ruby kissed back, grabbing a handful of Mox’s hair when he leaned down. The kiss was sloppy, all teeth and tongue but neither seemed to care.
Mox pulled away from the kiss first, he grabbed Ruby’s hips and continued his slow thrusts, Ruby dug her fingers into the sheets below her.
Both moaned out when his thrusts picked up pace, holding her hips in a bruising grip. She closed her eyes and moaned, Mox pulled out of her, and flipped her onto her stomach. Ruby immediately lifted up to her knees, her ass in the air. Mox pushed back into her and began his fast pace again, he tangled his fingers in Ruby’s hair and pushed her head down into the mattress. “Fuck doll, look at you, so fucking pretty for me. Letting me use you like this, just like you're a pretty little doll. My personal fuck toy, shit-”
Ruby moaned at his filthy words, reaching out and grabbing one of the pillows, needing to hold onto something. Mox thrusted faster, slamming his hips into her ass. The only sounds in the large bedroom being skin slapping against skin, and euphoric moaning, the room stunk of sex, and the sheets would definitely need to be changed whenever they finished.
Mox continued his fast thrusts, he let go of Ruby's hair and leaned down to kiss over her shoulders. His pace was getting to the point of brutal, as he bit down roughly on her shoulder, drawing blood. Ruby arched her back and moaned, she let go of the pillow and grabbed the back of Mox’s head to keep him close. Mox grunted and groaned into her ear, he wrapped his free hand around her neck and squeezed, momentarily cutting off her oxygen.
She whined, it came out strangled from the pressure on her wind pipe. She let out another strangled moan when Mox bit into her other shoulder, drawing more blood.
Mox leaned back up and pulled Ruby up with him, so her back was pressed against his chest, hand still around her neck. She leaned her head back on his shoulder and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into a sloppy kiss and moaning into his mouth. Mox eagerly kissed back, and reached his hand that wasn't around her neck down to her clit to rub circles on the sensitive bud.
Ruby moaned loudly and grabbed his wrist with her free hand, “Fuck-!” Mox whispered in her ear, “Shhh doll, you can take it for me baby. I know you can, god-fucking-damn-!”
Mox cut himself off with a groan when he felt Ruby clenching around him. “Fuck, you gonna cum for me already doll? I'm not even done with you yet.”
Ruby whined and nodded as much as she could, her face flushing red. Mox smirked and tightened his grip on her neck, “You don't need to breathe, do you baby? No, you don't. What you need is my cock, yeah? That's what you need pretty?”
Ruby nodded quickly, stuttering out a ‘Yes.’ Mox smiled sadistically, still rubbing circles on her clit, he rubbed faster. Quickening his pace as well, Ruby arched her back, her eyes rolling back into her head.
“Oh that's a pretty sight doll,” Mox groaned, “Fucked you stupid already huh? Am I fucking my pretty doll so good she's just a cock drunk little bitch?” Ruby mumbled out something incoherent and grabbed at Mox’s wrist, the hand that was around her neck. He let up for a moment to allow air into her lungs, and continued rubbing harsh circles on her clit.
“Come on pretty, cum for me. Cum for me like a good little bitch, I know you're close.” Mox pistoned his hips faster, fucking up into Ruby with all his strength. Ruby moaned out loudly, near screamed as she came around his cock. Tears fell from her eyes when he squeezed her neck again, thrusting a few more times before he came inside her.
Mox slowed his thrusts as he shot thick ropes of cum into Ruby, as he stopped, he stayed inside her for a moment before pulling out completely and laying her down on the bed. He heaved deep breaths as he laid down beside her, chest rising and falling rapidly.
He pulled Ruby into his chest and held her tightly as she came down from her high, she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. “Good job doll, so proud of you… Did so good for me pretty baby-” Mox kissed her head and rubbed her back, the two laid in silence for some moments as they both came down from their highs.
Ruby lifted her head to look at Mox and kissed him, Mox kissed back holding the back of Ruby’s head with a gentle hand. “Do you think you can go one more round for me doll?” He asked, pressing his forehead against hers. She gave a small nod, “Words doll…”
“Yeah, yeah I can go one more round.” Ruby smiled a bit, “Good, want you to ride me baby. Seeing you on top of me, shit-” Mox kissed her again and sat up, leaning against the pillows.
Ruby smiled and sat up as well, sitting herself in Mox’s lap and feeling his hardening cock press up against her. “God it always amazes me how you can get hard again after cumming twice, shit-”
Mox laughed softly and rubbed Ruby's hips, “Always amazes me how you can go again after I finish fucking you stupid.” Ruby laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding onto him as she lowered herself down on his cock. Both moaned out, he grabbed her hips and kissed her again, muffling them both. She kissed back and lowered herself down fully, staying still for a moment before lifting up and slamming her hips down against his.
She moaned softly and repeated this action, continuing until both were on the verge of cumming again. Mox buried his face in Ruby’s neck and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, she held him just as tight. Her arms around his neck, her face buried in his neck as well.
She kept grinding her hips against his, riding him faster and holding him tight. Mox let out a broken moan as he came inside Ruby, she never slowed her pace, no matter how bad her legs were burning with exhaustion. She moaned loudly as she came around him again, Mox whined and held her tighter to slow her down. “Fucking shit doll slow down-!”
“Shit-!” Ruby finally slowed down to a stop, holding Mox tightly to her chest. “Goddamn…” Mox panted, taking deep heaving breaths. Ruby whined when Mox started to pull away, “No love, please stay inside? Just a little longer, please?” She asked, burying her face in his neck.
Mox moved a bit so he could lay down, holding Ruby on top of him as they both came down from their highs, sunlight peeking into the room.
Ruby laughed softly, “Shit, we really went all night huh?” Mox chuckled, “I guess we did doll.”
“Oh, I fucking love you.” “I love you too doll, so goddamn much. You have no idea.” Mox hummed as he traced his fingers up and down her spine, Ruby smiled and sighed happily. “We're gonna need to get a shower soon, and change the sheets.” Mox mused, “We can do all that later, I just wanna be held. And hold you, and maybe get some sleep while we're at it.”
Mox smiled and kissed Ruby’s forehead, “Lucky we don't have anything scheduled this week, huh?”
“Very lucky.”
The two held each other in the afterglow of their orgasms, Ruby drifted off to sleep before Mox. Mox, who continued to hold her and rub her back, just watching her sleep for a while and listening to the birds chirp outside their window before he drifted off as well.
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Temporary Escape - Part 5
No messing around, let's get back to it shall we? You can find all previous parts here.
Warning: Language & smut. It's a flippin' lemon-fest.
Rating: MA
Seth Rollins/OC/Roman Reigns/Dean Ambrose (Jon Moxley)
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“More?” I squeak and Roman chuckles behind me.
“You got three men ready and willing to do whatever you want. If you want more, we’ll give you more.”
“Your terms,” Seth reminds me. “You tell us what you want.”
I chew my lip for a second and Seth catches my eye. He leans closer, soft kisses up to my ear where he whispers: “Tell me.”
I whisper back, my cheeks flushing as he pulls back and stares down at me. “You sure?”
I hesitate for a second, but the thought, the idea, the vision in my head is overwhelming. I’ve had a taste of what they can offer me and that feeling of all three getting me off simultaneously was an incredible high and I need more. I need the next level. “Yes.”
“All of three of us?” Seth clarifies for the benefit of the other two. “At once?”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Dean’s face frown for a second and then his eyes widen slightly. “Seriously? Maddy, fuck…”
I know what Seth is packing. And I can certainly feel what Roman and Dean are too and yet I’m still on board, the vision forming in hi-def in my mind. My thighs tense, a move that doesn’t go unnoticed.
“What are you thinking?” I hear Roman breathe against my ear, his hands running over my back, down to my hips and ass. My eyes flutter closed and take a deep breath.
“Seth’s behind me… I’m on top of you and Dean is…” I open my eyes and meet Dean’s gaze. I don’t even have to say the words.
“Oh sweetheart, you’ve got no idea how fucking hard that gets me.”
“Same,” murmurs Roman, pressing himself firmly into my ass cheeks. “Baby girl, you’re gonna get it good.”
Seth cups my chin and pulls my gaze back to him. “Maddy…”
I bite my lip as I stifle a grin. "Not like we haven't done that before." Out of the corner of my eye, I see Dean raise an eyebrow. "Just... go slow."
I watch Seth give the other two a look before he nods at me. “Slow.” He dips his head down and kisses me, fingers gently digging into my jaw as he holds my face.
“Real slow,” Roman murmurs, his hands still palming my ass.
“Slow and relaxed,” Dean agrees and I feel his hand sliding into mine, long fingers entwining with mine as he pulls my palm to his crotch once again.
I let my hand explore, feeling through his shorts the outline of his dick and my mouth waters. Behind me, Roman is grinding against my ass, his length obvious and I can feel the heat pooling in my stomach once again as I think of him inside me. And then Seth finds my free hand; he only has to hint and I’m sliding it between skin and material into his underwear. He groans into my mouth as I fist his dick, my thumb pausing to slide over the tip for a second and I feel him shiver against me.
Dean is slowly edging my hand up to the waistband of his shorts. I feel my fingers twitch, nervous, suddenly unsure of myself.
“I don’t bite.”
I open my eyes, my mouth twisting away from Seth to see Dean smirking. Leaving my hand on the waistband of his shorts, he finally unzips and removes his hoodie and then holding my gaze, he pushes his shorts down too. Seth is breathing heavily against my cheek as I continue to pump his length and I take the opportunity to lower my gaze and see what I’ve signed up for. I bite my lip as I let my hand slide down to the base and then I look back up, watching Dean’s face as I trail a finger slowly up the length to the tip, smiling as it twitches at my touch. Dean mock-scowls at me and then grins, taking my hand and placing it firmly around his dick, moving it at his preferred pace.
The air is briefly cool behind me and there’s a rustle of material and then I can feel Roman’s bare dick prodding at my ass cheek. I drop my hand from Dean, eager to explore Roman’s length.
“Not yet,” Roman whispers and there’s something in the bass in his voice that I can’t disobey. My hand returns to this previous place, making Dean groan as I grip the base of his dick and run my thumb over his balls. “Good girl.”
Fuck, did he just say that?
Seth’s head pops up and he turns my head to him. “Such a good girl,” he agrees and I feel myself melting.
“So fuckin’ good,” Dean agrees, licking his lips as he cocks his head to one side and eyes me hungrily. I watch Seth’s eyes flicker towards Dean and then behind me at Roman, giving each a small nod.
“Let them take care of you,” Seth tells me. “I’ll be back.”
He slips from me, heading towards the bathroom but within a split second of his departure, I’m maneuvered between Roman and Dean, the former towering in front of me, the latter behind me. Roman bends down to kiss me, his hands cupping my face for a second before running over my shoulders and down my arms.
Lacing my fingers of one hand between his, he pulls his hand between our bodies and I finally get to run my hand over his length. He pulls away for a second as my hand tightens and I flick my thumb over the head, his forehead pressing against mine as he steadies his breath.
“Who gets to taste you first?” Dean’s voice makes me jump and he stifles a laugh, hands on my hips at first before they slowly edge further south towards my inner thighs.
“I… I need both of you,” I confess breathlessly.
Roman smirks. “Oh baby girl, trust me we both will.”
“Need you relaxed remember?” Dean’s mouth tugs at my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine. “Need you to cum again…”
“And again…”
“We wanna hear you make those breathy moans that Seth was talking about,” Dean adds, his hands dragging up over my body to my breasts, cupping and squeezing them resulting in my breath hitching. “Beautiful…”
“Me or Dean?” Roman cups my face, his eyebrows raised in question.
“You,” I exhale watching as he licks his lips and starts to kiss his way down my body. He looks up at me when he reaches my stomach, smirking as he nudges my legs further apart to accommodate his wide shoulders. He manoeuvres me effortlessly, one leg hitched over his back as he breathes against my inner thigh.
Another pair of hands slide over me and I realise Seth is back. Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of the bottle lube in his hand. Dean cups my face, bringing my attention back to him, his thumb stroking my cheek. His eyes briefly flicker to Seth before they return to me.
“Breathe,” he whispers as I feel Seth’s fingers, start to lightly trace over my ass. Between my legs, I can feel Roman’s mouth edging closer and closer, soft kisses, gentle and barely there. The anticipation is almost unbearable and I can’t help but drop my hand to Roman’s head, my fingers burying in the thickness of his hair as I urge him to reach his destination sooner rather than later. He slows even more and I groan in frustration.
“Sssh,” Seth says as his fingers follow the curve of my ass and start their dance across the backs of my thighs. “We’ll get you there, promise.”
“Please…” I whine, my head rolling back, my hips jutting forward as I verbally and physically plead with them all.
“Can’t rush it,” Dean tells me, his voice low, commanding. “None of us want to hurt you. We wanna treat like you like a fuckin’ Queen.”
I’m just about to bite back when I feel the tip of Seth’s finger, gentle but persistent pressing against my tight entrance. At the same time, Roman’s mouth finally connects with my clit and my body arches at the joint exploration as Dean’s hand cups the back of my neck and captures my mouth.
Seth’s finger starts to enter me and once again, almost simultaneously I feel Roman’s now familiar finger slide into my pussy. I pull away from Dean’s mouth in a gasp, his mouth trailing over my jawline. His hand slides from my neck to cradle my jaw as he licks his lips.
“Feel good?” he asks, his eyes searching my face for a response. I nod, just as Seth’s finger slips further inside me; between him and Roman, it’s a taster of what to expect but at the same time I know it's nothing compared to what I've ultimately requested.
“More?” Seth asks, his teeth grazing my earlobe.
“Yes…”
“Relax,” Dean holds my gaze, his thumb rubbing my bottom lip as I let out a soft whimper. “God, you look fucking stunning,” he murmurs and I feel myself blush. His lips twitch. “All of this and that's what's makes you blush, huh?”
I can't think of a retort, my breath hitching as I feel Roman’s tongue swirl across my clit at the same time that Seth twists his finger slowly in my ass. Dean grins, his thumb still on my lip. “Still feel good?”
I nod and I feel Seth move behind me. Roman’s hand squeezes my thigh, easing back slightly, his hot breath on my clit making me moan at the momentary change of sensation and then his tongue is flat against me, two of his fingers sliding into me. My eyes close and I feel my chest tighten as I feel a renewed pressure as Seth starts to ease a second finger inside me as well. Sensing my tension, Dean’s mouth finds mine for a brief second before he tilts my head back and Seth claims my mouth instead. He’s warm and familiar, his kiss breathtakingly tender as if this is a romantic interaction between the two of us, rather than foreplay to the most perverse sexual experience of my life.
“Dean’s right,” he whispers against my lips, as I let out ragged breaths. “You look so fuckin’ amazing. I didn’t realise how hot it would be to make you cum like that in front of other people but damn…” His voice trails off as he kisses me again, hard at first until I moan and then he softens, drawing a soft mewl from me in return.
“These sounds you make are killin’ me,” I hear Dean murmur against my throat and I can feel fingers dancing lightly over my collarbone, light touches to the side of my neck, a hand cupping my breast, a thumb flicking over the nipple. My back arches towards him, wanting more and as I do, my hips thrust forward into Roman’s face and his response is a growl that vibrates across my clit and sends me closer to the edge.
“That’s it,” Seth encourages, his fingers sliding in and out of my ass with more ease.
I'm reminded of the first time we did this, just him and me. The trust I placed in him was great yet fragile and he knew it. He was careful, slow and gentle, just as he had promised and that alone was enough to make me cum hard. It had solidified him as one of the best I’d ever had in bed, purely on his attitude alone and now here he was, doing the same in front of two other men who appear to be as equally dedicated to my needs and wants and nothing else.
My thigh starts to tense in Roman’s large hand and I feel him grip me tighter, his tongue and fingers working in unison. Dean’s tongue flicks over my nipple and I clutch at the back of his head, holding him firm.
“Take it,” Seth tells me. “Go on… Good girl…”
The words seem to echo against the sound of blood rushing in my ears. My back arches, my fist in Roman’s hair tight as I hold him to me and this time, the fingers inside me continue their pace and it’s all I need for my second orgasm to pull me under. My breath catches in my throat for a second and then releases in a whimper, building to a moan that Seth swallows as he claims my mouth.
Hands slide up and down my body, caressing every inch as I desperately try to steady myself, the lightheaded sensation caused by my eternal state of arousal completely overwhelming. Seth releases my mouth and I open my eyes to see Roman towering above me. He grins at my apparent puzzlement, his eyes flicking south for a second.
“I…” I stammer. “It’s… Too… Much,” I end in a hiss as Dean’s hands spread over my thighs in a comparatively innocent touch, yet the heat generated from his touch and my skin is enough to make my whole body jerk in response.
“Sensitive huh?” I hear and feel him murmur against my leg as he places a trail of soft kisses up to my hip.
Seth’s fingers are still moving inside me, have never stopped and I’m on the edge already. One kiss, one flick of a tongue, one finger is going to send me over in a split second and I want more than that.
“Oh baby girl,” Roman trails a finger down my jawline. “Got you good huh?”
I can’t even speak as I feel Dean’s hands spreading up over my hips, my waist. His mouth presses hot, wet kisses to my stomach. Roman’s large hands cup my breasts, his thumb and forefinger tugging at my nipples, bringing them even further to attention. I hiss and grapple with the overstimulation of my entire body. And yet I still can’t get enough.
My hand slides into Dean’s hair, anchoring him to me with all my strength. “Soft,” I whisper hoarsely.
“My pleasure.” I feel his mouth twisting into a grin as slowly, painfully slowly, he slides back down my body. My hand follows his head, but I'm immediately stopped. Roman’s fingers slide through mine as he re-directs my hand to his own body. My other hand is caught too, Seth tugging it to him.
Dean’s hands slide over my ass, gripping me firmly and opening me up to Seth’s ministrations which feel deeper with every stroke and I’m here for it. My initial hesitation is long forgotten and I’m starting to grind back, encouraging more and more. The flickers of embarrassment at my nakedness, my fantasy, my wants and needs are long gone and I’m here for it, unashamed in my desire for all three of them.
Roman’s hand is firm over mine to begin with, but his grip loosens as mine remains steady, my fist sliding over his dick as he breathes heavily against my cheek. Behind me, I cup Seth’s balls briefly and smirk to myself as I hear him curse under his breath. I relent and grip his length instead. His own hand slides up to curl into my hair, pulling my head back to kiss him, tugging my bottom lip gently as he releases me and Roman grips my chin and kisses me instead.
I can feel Dean’s warm breath on my clit and then his mouth, soft, tender. His slow, languid movements make me sigh softly into Seth’s mouth as he and Roman pass me back and forth between them. I can feel my body starting to crumble again, my hands faltering in their actions. Large hands cover mine, continuing the firm strokes as my mouth slips from another in a gasp. Dean’s mouth and tongue move to my thigh and I groan as I feel his fingers inside me instead and his thumb on my clit. His actions are soft still, a gentle build that surprises me at first but then I recognise it as a honed skill, full of patience, determination and immense knowledge of women. My head starts to spin and I swear I can feel Dean grinning against my thigh, feel his eyes on me as he brings me closer and closer to climax.
Seth’s fingers twist inside me and I’m gone. A guttural howl leaves me and my hands slip to grip elsewhere: hips, thighs, stomachs, arms. Anywhere to hold on as my legs start to give way and they each have to fight to keep me steady as my body collapses. I feel myself sliding and then there are arms holding me up, a thick, solid body, my arms and legs wrapping around whoever it is, my head on a shoulder, breathing heavily as the tingling in my toes and fingers ebbs away slowly.
Sheets rustle as I’m placed on the bed, my eyes still closed. I don’t dare open them; my head is pounding from the intensity of another orgasm and I feel like I’m still floating even though the firm mattress is clearly beneath me. Fingers graze my sides and I realise it’s Seth above me, his lips ghosting over mine.
“Do you still want this?” he asks, still seeking my permission despite the rasp in his voice that only emerges when he’s rock hard and ready to fuck me into the mattress.
Even with my eyes still closed I can feel the gaze of both Dean and Roman as they await my answer.
I nod, but Seth pushes further: ‘Say it. I need to hear you,” he tells me. “We all need to hear it.”
I feel my voice stick in my throat as nerves shoot through me and there’s a faint whisper of self-doubt. Part of me wonders what would happen if I changed my mind. What has already occurred has crossed so many lines and boundaries so what harm does reaching the pinnacle of my fantasy do? But what I’m asking for crosses into even further unknown territory. My part so far has been fairly passive, but the next sees me as a far more active participant and even though Seth is still willing, part of me wonders how he will feel when the deed is done and there is no way back.
But the whisper is drowned out by a louder voice. A voice driven by lust and curiosity, who dreamt this fantasy, who said yes multiple times already, who allowed me to be stripped naked and pleasured not once, not twice, but thrice by separate men, who sneaked looks at parts of their bodies that could not be unseen and who is pushing me to say yes once again and reach what undoubtedly could be an even more spectacular climax from three men at once.
“Yes,” I whisper, before wetting my lips and with more confidence: “Yes.”
Seth’s hand tangles in my hair as he kisses me, gently easing me into an upright position. I feel the mattress dip next to us and another pair of hands start to caress my hips. Roman pulls me from Seth, twisting me with minimal effort, pulling my legs over his. A large hand cups my cheek, fingers stroking my hair back.
“Look at me,” I hear Roman murmur and I feel compelled to finally open my eyes. He looks up at me, a soft smile on his face as he continues to push my hair back behind my ears. My own hands reach out tentatively to settle on his chest, my fingertips lightly tracing his tattoo and I feel a flicker of pride as he visibly shivers at the touch. Still cupping my face with one hand, I feel the other glide over my back, heading south to squeeze my ass, shifting my position slightly until I gasp. His dick is hot and hard and close to my entrance.
Behind me, the bed dips once again and then Seth’s hands on my back and his mouth on my neck. Just in my peripheral, I can see Dean, his hand on his dick, easing up and down and I let out a soft moan at the thought of what’s to come.
Roman’s hand slips from my face, down my chest, squeezing my breast for a brief moment before he grips my hip, his other hand on my ass still as he slowly raises my body. Instinctively I reach down, my hand gripping his length and he groans as I guide him inside of me.
“Fuck…” I exhale as his length starts to fill me. My head rolls back and I feel oddly comforted to rest it on Seth’s shoulder as his hands ghost over my shoulders and trail up and down my upper arms sending shivers down my spine.
I chance a look down and a grin claims my face as I see Roman’s eyes are closed, his face tense with pleasure as our bodies, inch by inch, meet at the hilt. His hands are gripping me hard, fingers digging into my flesh as we steady ourselves and then I test the waters and start to move my hips. A low groan leaves his lips and my grin widens as I feel his hands tighten on my hips.
Seth’s hands cup my breasts, his teeth nipping at my neck as I ride Roman with more conviction. My back arches slightly at Seth’s touch and Roman’s eyes flash open at the change in my stance. A smile plays on his lips and his own hands relinquish their grip on my hips, caressing my hot skin instead and letting me control the pace. I let my own hand reach back to Seth, gripping his head as I twist to kiss him. It’s another hard, yet tender interaction, his hand in my hair, mine in his, holding, pulling, moaning into each other’s mouth.
And then he pulls back and nudges me forward.
Roman cups my face as I come closer to him. “Breathe,” he whispers.
I let go of a shaky breath as Seth’s fingers slide into me and my body almost starts to spasm at the fullness. Roman’s hands drop to my waist, gripping tightly as he stills my movements. Seth’s hand presses on my lower back and for a moment time seems to stand still as the fingers inside me leave and slowly, ever so slowly I feel the tip of his dick ease inside me.
My eyes squeeze shut and I feel like I’m about to break. Roman’s fingers are digging into my flesh as he desperately tries to keep me still, but I half-wonder if the intensity of the sensation is nearing the same level that I’m feeling and whether his grip is an indication of him trying to control himself.
I hear Seth groan and I chance a look over my shoulder. His eyes are staring south, watching his own cock disappear inside me but he soon senses my gaze and he looks up, lust-fuelled eyes meeting mine.
“You okay?” he rasps, pausing for a second as he waits for me to respond. I nod. My body is stretching to accommodate him and Roman and whilst there are brief twinges of discomfort, they are lightened by an overwhelming wave of thrilling pleasure as my fantasy comes true.
Seth’s hands move to hips, sitting just beneath Roman’s firm grasp and then… “Oh fuck,” I hear myself moan as they move in and out of me in alternate strokes. My fingernails dig into Roman’s chest as I find myself completely at their mercy, their strength to manoeuvre my body deliciously powerful. My head drops forward, my eyes closed as I let them take control and I willingly submit to the heat starting to flood through me once again.
Fingers brush my hair behind my ear, stroke my cheek, slip under my chin and gently raise my head. Dean stares down at me as he kneels beside the three of us and I let a whimper escape me as he raises an eyebrow in question at me, his gaze dropping to his crotch for a second and then back to me. I nod and Dean can’t seem to help the wide grin that spreads across his face as his hands reach to scoop my hair back, holding it loosely in his fist. I reach for his thigh, my palm running over the thick muscle before my fingers circle the base of his length. My eyes flicker down and I take in the sight of his dick inches from me and then I grip him, my gaze turning up to his face as I work my hand up and down in slow but firm strokes. His head rolls back, a quiet groan slipping from his lips. He gently tugs on my hair in response and I retaliate by blowing a gentle stream of cool air across the tip of his dick, causing him to curse loudly.
“Tease,” he growls and despite of the intense eroticism of the circumstances, I let out a laugh. A laugh that causes all three of them to groan as my pussy and ass contract around Roman and Seth, whilst teasing Dean even more. And then I take the tip of Dean’s dick into my mouth and there’s another echo of groans, mixed with fucks and holy shits as my request for all three of them is finally complete.
I let his cock slip from my mouth with a soft pop, my hand continuing to fist his length as I look up at him. He meets my gaze with a smirk and I can feel his fist in my hair gently nudge me back towards him and I let him, half-a-thought on how the same willingness to relinquish control drives Seth fucking insane and whether it will for Dean. Holding his gaze, I take him in further this time, my eyes flickering shut for a second as I moan at the feeling of ultimate fullness.
“Shit, Maddy,” Dean groans above me and there’s also a growl from beneath me and an increased pace from behind me. The grip on my hair and my body tightens and I let my hand slip from the base of Dean's cock to his thigh, finally giving over complete control to all three of them as they hold me firm and fuck me. My body feels electric, pleasure seeping through my veins as my wishes and a dream that seemed far from reality barely an hour ago, is currently underway in full technicolour.
The tip of Dean’s dick hits the back of my throat and I squeeze his thigh in response. Even in the dizzy space my brain is currently in, I’m conscious of boundaries and this one is not one I’m willing to cross right now. He eases off immediately, the grip on my hair relaxing slightly and I cast a grateful look upwards. Dean stares down at me with a hazy look in his eyes, his mouth open slightly, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Taking the opportunity of his relaxed grip on my hair, I let him slip from my mouth for a second, my hand returning to grip his length as I instead run my tongue along the underside, focusing briefly on the flesh just below the tip. A groan rumbles through him and I look up to see his head rolling back.
“Do that again.”
A jilting thrill shivers through me. His tone is more commanding than begging but it’s clear that it’s the latter disguised as the former to save face. Although at this stage, what are any of us saving face for? I oblige, finishing the move by taking the tip into my mouth completely and letting him take control once again.
Groans echo from above, behind and beneath me and with the combination of the grip on my body, it feels like it’s less about the performance between me and Dean and more about the actions elsewhere. My entire body is yet again struggling to focus on. There is a steady wave of pleasure coursing through me as Seth and Roman continue the alternate strokes in and out of me. Strokes that started slow and steady but are now increasing in their pace and decreasing in fragility.
“Ah, fuck…” I hear from beneath me and I pull my mouth away from Dean completely to look down. Roman’s head is thrown back, his eyes squeezed shut. His hands dig into my flesh as he thrusts upwards before he shudders and I feel him pulsing inside me.
“Dude…” Dean jibes with a dry laugh.
“Fuck you,” Roman replies with a ragged breath. "You're just so fuckin' wet and tight and..." he trails off. "Sorry."
I feel Seth trail a finger across my shoulder and I glance back at him. I’m acutely aware that I’ve still got Dean’s dick my hand, but Seth is only looking at me, holding my gaze. “You tell us,” he says in response to a question that is only just half-forming.
“Dean,” I whisper.
No-one needs to be told twice. I groan as I feel Seth slide out of me, Roman too. The bed shifts and I’m lifted as if weightless between them. My thighs grip Dean’s as he lays beneath me. As I did with Roman, I guide Dean inside me as his hands slip to my hips and hold me firm. The only difference this time is that Seth slides back inside with me more ease than before.
Once again, the bed beside us dips and I look over to see Roman. I glance down, almost expecting him to want the same lip service I gave Dean, but he quickly corrects me.
“Nope, I got mine,” he tells me. “Get yours, baby girl.”
“I…”
“Her washbag. The neon pink one,” Seth tells him before the words even form in my head. I look over my shoulder at him. “I know what you want.”
Fuck, he really does. As amazing as this is, I need that extra buzz, quite literally. My body is too loose at this stage, too beyond getting there through just pure fucking, even at the hands of two men. I need the extra push and god only knows how that will feel when it happens.
Roman is back before I even finish my thought and he nuzzles at my neck, pushing my hair out of the way as a hum fills the air and I groan as my vibrator glides a deliciously slow trail across my inner thigh.
“Please…” I hear myself whimper.
“We got you,” Roman replies as he finally swirls the vibrator across my clit. My body lights up in repsonse, a guttral moan leaving me as the tremors felt in my core spread through me. My head falls forward, my eyes half-closed and I see Dean looking up at me, his lips moving.
“Shit, you’re so wet…”
“And tight,” I hear Seth behind me, a hand scooping my hair up and tugging my head back gently. His mouth nips at my earlobe.
I gasp as Roman flips up the speed of the vibrations, my body arching. A hand on my breast, fingers gently pinching my nipple. Another mouth on my neck. Hands gripping me, holding me as they please. Frantic thrusts, building, faster, harder.
My eyes squeeze shut as I cum, my body spasming into stillness, shockwaves caused by a complete overwhelming of my senses ripple through me and cause my breath to exhale sharply, almost winding myself. And yet it doesn’t stop. There’s another onslaught of tremors coursing through me and my own hands are tight on arm, nails digging into flesh as I feel the familiar spasm take me once again.
Words echo around me but Seth’s voice cuts through clear.
“Maddy… Shit…”
It was his hand on my breast I realise as said hand returns to grip my waist, his hips smacking against my ass once, twice… A low groan eminates from him, his body pressing against my back, his mouth on my shoulder. I can feel him shaking and I grope to cup the back of his head as he kisses my flushed skin.
He slips from me and that’s when I realise Dean is still hard inside me. With Seth easing back from me, Dean’s hand slips to my ass cheek, seeking more leverage as he thrusts into me. I feel him tense beneath me, a shuddering “fuck” exhaling from him.
There’s silence, only punctuated by heavy breathing from all four of us.
“Are you okay?” a voice murmurs in my ear. Seth. His fingers lace through mine as Dean eases me off him.
I feel weak, my body pushed to the limits. I’m shaking as I curl into him, my head settling under his chin.
“Talk to me,” he says softly, his fingers running through my hair.
“I’m tired,” I manage to get out and I hear a soft rumble of laughter around me.
It feels odd to be cradled by one man, even if that one man is my boyfriend or lover or whatever he is. I’ve just spent the last hour, maybe even more, who knows, being passed between three of them each of them holding me in one way or another and I strangely miss their now familiar touch.
I chance a look around and see Dean and Roman pulling up their shorts and sweatpants respectively. I’m cocooned on the bed in Seth’s arms, only released momentarily when he pulls the sheets up and around us.
My eyes are heavy, my mind too. I can feel myself drifting out of consciousness. There are murmurings around me I can't quite understand, movement too. But I can't open my eyes to see and my head is unable to process any other thought apart from one.
What the fuck just happened?
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And breathe...
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Revenge Sex
Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut. Aftercare, Breeding Kink, Cursing, Degradation, Hair Pulling, Names, (Whore), Oral, (Reader Receiving.) Praise, and Spanking. Minors DNI 18+
Word Count: 1,632
Summary: After finding your boyfriend Seth cheating on you, you decide to have a little Revenge Sex with his ex-friend.
A/N: I love Dean so much so I decided to write for him. Hope You Enjoy!
You were so excited to see your boyfriend, Seth. It was a week before your anniversary and you've both been doing this thing where each day you both go to a special place until the day is here.
You wanted to go early since the place took a long time to get to, so without telling him, you came to his locker room, but as you walked up to the door, the noise of moaning could be heard.
At first you thought, maybe he's watching porn a little too loud. It was until you heard someone moan his name.
That wasn't porn.
You busted down the door and your heart crumbled at the sight. Becky was bouncing on top of Seth while he had his head back, with this mouth open. You didn't know what to do. You just stood there, watching as they were so close. Seth looked back at you and let his eyes grow wide.
He was quick to push Becky off him and cover his manhood. "B-baby, what a-are you doing h-here?" You didn't even know what to say. You were frozen stuck at the door. "H-how could you?" Seth put his hands up in surrender. "I-I'm sorry, I-"
You cut him off, raising your voice a little. "No! After everything I did for you, you cheat on me with her?" Seth had no words. He knows why he did it, but god he doesn't want to lose you. "I left Roman and Dean for you and this is how you repay me!?"
You didn't even know that you were yelling until you heard your voice echoing over the hall. Most girls would be sad, but you? Oh no, you're far from that. So much anger is in you right now, you can't even express it.
You poked your tongue through your cheek and shook your head in shame. "B-babe, please! We can w-work this out!" You stopped for a second and thought of a great idea. "Okay." Seth looked at you confused. "W-what? Really?"
You nodded your head, smirking. "Yeah, but just give me a couple of minutes and you can decide if we can work this out." You walked out the room, leaving Seth and Becky nervous for what was gonna happen.
You knew exactly where you were going. You got in your car and drove down to the hotel that was in
city. If Seth wanted to cheat on you, fine, but it's only fair if he gets a taste of his own medicine.
You got out of your car and walked inside, instantly going up the elevator. You stood in front of a door that was all familiar. Three knocks and you waited. The door opened revealing a former Shield member, Dean Ambrose. "Y/n, what are you doing-" Before Dean could finish his sentence, you pounced on him, shoving your tongue down his throat.
Dean was caught off guard, arms wrapping around your waist, pushing you off. "Y/n, what are you doing!? You're dating Seth!" You chuckled, shaking your head. "I WAS dating him, he cheated on me with Becky and I just wanted to know if you're in for a little revenge?"
Dean's eyes almost popped out of his head. "He cheated on you? With Becky?" You nodded your head. "Well if you're okay with it, hell yeah I'm in!" Dean grabbed you, by the arm, pulling you into a sloppy kiss. It was full of tongue, as he pinned you to the wall.
Kisses with Seth never feel like this. His hands came to your top as he sucked on your neck, leaving hickey's for everyone to see. You let out breathy moans' tangling your hand in his hair as he pushed your bra up to expose your nipples.
He took one in his mouth, while rolling the other nipple in his fingers. You were in cloud 9 right now with the way his mouth was feeling on your skin. You grinded your core against the poking boner that was in his jeans, moaning when you heard him grunt.
Without warning, he picked you up and threw you on the bed. He seductively crawled on top of you, grabbing the waistband of your pants, before he took them off, he walked over to his dresser earning a whine from you. "We're gonna need this if you want revenge." He showed a camera that Seth got him for his birthday when they were a team.
He set it up on the nightstand so it got a clear view of everything y'all would do. Dean came back and pulled your pants off, smirking at you. "You dirty whore, not wearing any panties. How do you feel about that Seth? Knowing that your girl is walking around with no panties, ready to be used." Dean said, referring to the camera.
Dean laid on his stomach, nose nudging at your clit through the panties. Dean had a long sniff, moaning as he exhaled. "Jesus, you do know how long I've been waiting for you to dump that traitor." Dean pulled your panties off, silently cooing at how aroused you were.
Your lips were shining wet from the light in the room. You hiked your hips up, trying to push your heat in his face. "Look at'cha, so needy for me. I bet'cha you ain't like that for Seth." You shook your head rapidly. "Never for him, only for you." Dean smiled, and took a deep breath before dunking his head in your core.
He licked a long stripe up your lips, groaning at the taste. "Fuck Seth, you don't know what ya missing." He licked again, but inside your folds, getting a strong taste of you. He threw his head back, sighing loudly. "You taste so good, Darling." Dean's lips wrapped around your clit, while his finger pushed inside you.
The wet sounds coming from you were unnoticed by you both, including the camera. Your hands gripped at the bedsheets around you, bucking your hips against his hand. Dean didn't once come up for air as he slurped at your pussy, moaning at taste.
Dean was enjoying his time between your legs as he devoured you. Sadly Dean didn't want you to cum in his mouth, so he pulled away. You let out a small cry, still trying to get friction. "Hold up, Doll. Imma fuck you." Dean was quick to pull his pants and boxers off revealing the red tip that hit his stomach.
Dean picked up the camera and aimed it at his cock. "You see how hard she makes me? That's what you could've had, but you wanted that from that skank, Becky." You didn't even need to suck him off for him to get hard. Just you alone got him worked up.
He set the camera back, making sure it was forced and pointing at you, before pushing inside you. The stretch was somewhat bearable besides the fact you felt like you were being split in half. Your eyes were shut, hands gripping at Dean's wrist that was beside your head.
As he lowered himself down, he pushed deeper letting out groans. "Damn, Darling. Your tight as fuck, but I'm not surprised at why. Look at who you was dating!" Dean chuckled at his joke. He thrusted in you, earning moans to spill out your mouth.
This is something you've never felt before. The feeling of a big cock inside you, let alone it being Deans. Dean let you adjust with slow thrusts, but once he figured you wanted to speed things up, he went all out.
He tucked his head in your neck, bitting and suckling once more, while his hips rose and downed at a fast pace. The slapping noise was heard as you yelled in his ear, but Dean didn't care because it was all music to his ears.
Your legs wrapped around his waist and your feet pushed in his butt, attempting to push him deeper. You wanted to feel him in your stomach. Dean groaned at how you clenched around him. "S-shit." Dean pulled out, flipping you on your hands and knees and entered back inside you.
You were now in doggy style, facing the camera with Dean pounding into you from behind. The skin clapping only got louder at this point. Your head dropped down, as you felt drowsy. Dean's hands came up to your hair, pulling it back so your head was up. "Don't look away from this camera. Tell him how good I'm fucking you."
You swallowed your saliva, panting heavy. "He-he fucks me better than y-you." Dean smiled at your statement. "Tell him who you belong to." He demanded, feeling himself close. "Dean. I b-belong to Dean Ambrose."
Dean placed lazy sloppy kisses on your sweaty neck. "P-please cum in me, Daddy!" Dean didn't stop, but his mind did freeze. In all his years, he's never been called Daddy in the bedroom. "Yeah? Want me to make you a Mommy and let Seth see?"
You whimpered and nodded your head. “P-please.” Dean gave a couple of more hard thrusts and then stilling. You both moaned in sync as his cum shot inside you, filling you to the brim. Dean grabbed the camera and aimed it at your pussy, showing him the creampie that was left in you.
“How you like them apples?” Dean taunted, slapping your ass. He turned the camera off and placed it beside him. You both sat in silence, catching your breath.
You and Dean later on sent it to Seth and got a very pissed off reaction from him, with him calling you a slut and threatening to send it to everyone, but you could care less honestly because you just had the best revenge sex of your life.
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Alpha!Shield x Omega!OFC (fic preview) 👀:
Summary: The boys have been keeping Omega!Harper (who’s in heat) safe from Neanderthals that might be in the WWE locker room. But she needs much more help from them than that… will they accept?
“Since you guys have been helping me out, keeping me safe at all times… I… I was wondering if…” Harper pressed her thighs together at the way all three men seemed to flare their nostrils in unison, taking her scent in.
Mox was the first to put two and two together.
“You want one of us to help you out in other ways?” He said, his golden eyes shining now, making it clear he knew exactly what those “other ways” were.
Harper shrugged, biting her bottom lip and gripping the sides of her seat.
“I mean… it doesn’t just have to be one of you…” she said, looking between Roman, Seth, and Jon through her lashes…
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Could I request Jon Moxley fucking reader’s breasts?
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the locker room door burst open with a fury
one of which made the wood almost rip clean off its hinges as it slammed into the brick wall
you turned your head noticing your husband standing in the doorway
blood seeping from an open wound on his forehead
fresh and congealed crimson stained his skin
his chest heaving with shallow breaths
skin glistening with sweat
anger evident upon his furrowed brows
the cowboy had bested him this time round
although you could sense jon’s self-loathing due to the loss
he kicked the door closed, locking it in the process
all the while never averting his gaze from you
“tits out. now”
his demand was rather impatient
already half naked due to his match, barely ridding himself of the bottom half of his gear
the blood-stained cargo pants sat halfway down his thighs as he sauntered towards your position on the couch
he pushed out back onto the couch
trapping your between the soft, pillowy fabric and his beaten, exhausted body
noticing the welts beginning to form around his ribs and stomach
wanting to extend your hand to trace over them momentarily before refraining
he did not wait for your chest to even be fully exposed
ripping the zipper clean off your jacket, only revealing the navy blue sports bra underneath
using his middle and index finger, he pried the elastic away from your skin
slotting his cock between your skin and the material
his cock nestled in the valley of your breasts
entombed by supple mounds of flesh
his grunts and groans entranced you, leaving a pool of wetness between your thighs
jon’s hands held your shoulders still
fingers tightened their grip around the straps of your sports bra
until the knuckles turned bone white
you pushed your breasts together with your elbows for added friction
that and the action made rather accentuated them
making your breasts rounder, more pronounced
“feel good, daddy?”
you questioned with an innocent bat of your long eyelashes
“fuck yes, doll…” his reply was short in turn, yet you knew he was genuine
“open your mouth..wanna cum in it”
his demand was met with quick obedience on your part
opening your mouth,
tongue sticking out slightly
graciously awaiting his seed
he let a drawn out moan spill from his lips,
slowing his pace down yet heightening the force of his thrusts as he came
hot spurts of cum stained your cheeks
dripping down your chin and neck until residing into the pillowy cavern between your breasts
“feeling better?” you inquired , freeing his cock from between your breasts, slowly jerking him off in the process
“yeah…” he gave a small nod in acknowledgement
“i’d feel even better if i was buried in that cunt of yours”
your eyes glimmered with another burst of arousal,
the swell of wetness in your panties dampened
“well, what are you waiting for?”
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An: This started out as some form of head cannons and turned out to whatever this is. I honestly don't know what this is.
Blackpool Combat club X Fem reader
Main Masterlist
Word count: 835
Summary: When Regal betrayed the BCC they were in search of a new leader and somehow you fit the part. You should have read the fine print
When Regal turned on the BBC months ago I didn’t know what to expect. Sure we all knew it would happen at some point but did that point need to be right now? I had the pleasure of being ringside for the match against Mox and MJF, I saw firsthand the look of betrayal on Jon’s face once he realized what had happened.
The next few weeks were a bit of a daze, originally I was just being used as a distraction, as bait for this feud with Max. I honestly didn’t mind it, I still hated him for what happened during our days in the pinnacle so when Regal came to me with the idea I had to accept. Now that he’s gone the BCC needed a leader. I would assume the torch would be passed to Mox or Danielson but me? What did they see in me? Why did they want me to take over their sacred club?
Those next weeks as the new leader of the BCC went well, almost too well. We would travel and room together since that’s what factions do but I always felt like there was something else. The way the boys would exchange looks between the other hoping I didn’t realize but I always did. The way they would get jealous when other male talent approached me backstage. I almost felt like I was pray and they were predators waiting to find the right moment to attack.
Tonight I had a match on Dynamite against Hikaru Shida, of course the boys needed to be ringside for my match. When I arrived at the arena I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, almost like I did something wrong. Just then Shida came up to me.
“Hey Y/n!” Shida said, approaching me with a big smile
“Hi Shida, you ready for tonight?” I asked
“I’m ready to kick your ass” She said laughing “But I came to give you a bit of a heads up”
Heads up? Why would I need a heads up?
“I think your little club is mad at you?” Shida said to me before a “Good luck”, with that she left
I stood in the middle of the entrance frozen in fear. What did I do? Everyone knows not to piss off the blackpool combat club. Trying to prepare myself for the absolute worst I walked down a few halls until I made it to our private locker room. I knocked on the door, no response, so I knocked again, still nothing. I slowly opened the door and realized it was pitch black in the room, just then I felt someone grab my arm and pull me inside.
I tried to move, make a sound, but I couldn't. Whoever grabbed me had a tight grab on my wrists from behind with one hand, the other covering my mouth. Still I tried to escape but then I felt it and I realized exactly what was going on. I could feel the hard erection pressed against my ass. My body now was able to relax, just for a moment. Then that’s when I realized that it was Mox who held me, at least I thought it was, I was still in the dark.
Just then the mystery man let go of me and the bright lights turned on, revealing the entire blackpool combat club.
“Where were you yesterday?” Mox asked as he slowly approached me, now face to face
I didn’t know how to respond
“I’m asking you a question: doll face, where were you?” Mox asked again, voice louder this time
“Home?” was all I could manage to stay
“That’s just not good enough, you see we don’t appreciate you not joining us yesterday” Danielson said “The BCC we eat, we sleep, we train together. You know this. So why weren't you here yesterday?”
I didn’t know what to say, truthfully I wanted to travel to the show alone today. I was starting to grow a bit uncomfortable at times, I swear Yuta was watching me in the shower the other day.
“What’s the matter? Cat got ya tongue?” Mox said as he grabbed me once again, pressing my ass against the bulge in his jeans. “You feel that Y/n? This is what you do to me, I’m pretty sure you do this to all of us. I’m going to say this once baby so you better listen. You may be the leader of this club but I will tell you what to do. Part of your job Y/n, will be to help me out with this little problem I have here alright?”
Just then, Mox gave the others a nod to which Yuta, Claudio and Bryan left the room leaving me and Mox alone.
What have I gotten myself into?
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Day 19 🎃 Boots Worship/Masturbation
Jon Moxley x f/Reader (18+)
Requested by @maeleelee
Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Jon masturbing. Him loving YN'S boots a bit too much. NSFW under the cut
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Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
I hope you like it.
Jon Moxley's POV:
I could feel YN's looking down on me as am kneeling infront of her. Her one leg is over my shoulder and I couldn't stop myself as I licked up and down her leather boot.
I have no idea what has come over me, but the moment she walked out of our closet in these new leather boots, I felt myself get hard in my jeans and I couldn't breath it felt like.
YN was calling my name and I finally snapped out of it.
"I see you like the new boots I bought."
"Very much so." I gulped. I have some weird fetishes and YN has never made fun of any of them, but this one maybe too far.
"You want to take a closer look at then Jon?" My sweet girl asked me.
I had her over my shoulder and in the chair at the other side of the room before she could even react.
"Fuck I love your tongue Jon." YN said when she saw me lick her boot again.
"I bet your hard baby." I was going to deny it but her other foot pressed gently to the front of my tented jeans.
I moaned, not ashamed at how much that turned me on. "Why don't you take care of yourself baby."
"You sure?" I asked hoping she wasn't kidding. YN likes to toy with me and I really hope she isn't this time.
"Go on baby. I know you want too."
My cock was in my hand and I was jerking it off, already close.
YN didn't move or make a sound as she watched me jerk off. Her boot was still over my shoulder and my head was laying on it.
I wasn't even looking at YN like I normally would.
"You close Jon?" All I could do was nod my head yes.
"Go ahead and cum on them baby." I pushed her leg off of my shoulder and she nicely put them together infront of me.
With a loud groan I came all over her boots, my wrist was like a blur.
"Mmm, you know you owe me a new pair now Jon."
"Fuck baby, I will buy out the whole store for you."
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in bed with the BCC Part I
Jon Moxley
most observing of the guys; always has an eye on you to make sure you’re good
likes watching you get undressed
his favorite position is the cowgirl
loves to watch porn with you to get you in the mood
king of foreplay
loves long, long, loooong make out sessions
wants you to watch Stranger Things with him - fully naked
loves nudes
his favorite pet name for you is doll
cuming inside of you is his favorite spot to cum
can go rough but not too much
kind of has a kink for fucking while his theme song is playing
loves smacking your ass
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Those eyes
Jon Moxley x reader short series
Warning: don't wanna spoil it but mox jerks off under the covers and yn doesn't know
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I have been friends with Jon for as long as I can remember. We go way back, we started our wrestling careers together. There's always been this thing about him. When he's in character he is the most confident man you will ever meet. Which is very far off from the Jon I know. I know a man who is awkward as hell and has so much social anxiety most of the time he can't look me in the eyes.
I love him to death, I really do but he needs to be less afraid of people. At least not afraid of me. When we share hotel rooms he hides underneath the covers cause he hates sleeping in rooms with people. On top of that, he has nightmares because he's so afraid of people being in the same room as him.
Like right now. I am awoken by the sounds of groaning. I sit up on my elbows and it takes a minute for my brain to wake up. "oh god" I hear a familiar voice grunt a few feet away from me. I look over at his bed and see the usual. Him hiding under the covers and the same back-and-forth movements he does in his restless sleep. "fuck" he curses as his movements get faster. Poor thing.
I climb out of bed and approach him. "good girl" it doesn't shock me. He blurts out weird stuff in the middle of his nightmares. Stuff like, take it bitch, I'm not done princess, get on your knees, I'll spank you if I have to. I know it's just weird things that his brain somehow comes up with. He doesn't like it when he wakes up without the covers over him so I'm sure to shake him a bit to wake him up. His movements change like they normally do. I think he's trying to push me off of him in his sleep like I'm a part of his nightmare.
"mox... Mox wake up it's a dream" I coax him. His movements cease and he pants loudly. I peel back the makeshift coffin he made for himself out of fear. I am greeted by his sweaty, desperate-looking face. He looks into my eyes with those beautiful blue irises. He looks away quickly and I wish I turned on the lamp next to his bed so I could see them better.
"you okay?" I say. He stays quiet for a moment to catch his breath and I sit on the edge of the bed. "yeah, I'm fine yn" he replies. I still feel the need to comfort him. I put my hand on his shoulder. To my surprise, he doesn't shove me away. He seemingly relaxes into my touch. "you sure you're alright?" I ask. He nods and then looks at the hand placed on his shoulder as if he just noticed it. His breathing picked up and I gently pulled my hand away.
He collects his thoughts for a second. "I'm alright, really. get some sleep I'm sorry for waking you up ynn(yn nickname)" he says moving to lie down again. I stand up and take a step away from the bed to give him more space. "don't worry about it I don't mind losing a little bit of sleep for you" I say taking another step back. His face goes bright red. He nods his head and pulls the covers back over himself.
I return to my bed and can't stop thinking. I didn't mean to make him feel uncomfortable. The whole point of putting my hand on his shoulder was to comfort him. He did say he was fine though so it wasn't needed. What's the matter with me? I freak him out and then try to shoot my shot at him. Who does that? Creeps. Creeps do that. I'm a creep. Why can't I just tell him about my stupid fucking crush and avoid everything that could happen like this in the future?
I should just think about this tomorrow. I need to sleep. Plus Jon wouldn't be a big fan of the fact I am laying down fully awake while he is asleep peacefully a few steps away.
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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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