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This duo>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Summary: The reader is forced to choose sides when her two best friends have a violent falling out.
"Hey, Y/N. Have you seen my boots anywhere?" Jack asks you from across the room.
"The brown ones?" You reply from the side of your hotel room bed. "Yeah, I stuffed them in your bag earlier." You inform him.
Jack looks down at the half-packed bag at his feet and moves a couple of things to the side. He spots his boots at the bottom of the bag and nods. "Oh, thanks." He thanks you. "You almost packed for the show? I promised Tyler that we'd meet him in the lobby in like five minutes."
"Yep, I'm ready to go." You zip up your bag with a grin.
Jack does one last check of his bag and the two of you head down to the hotel lobby. In the lobby, you spot Tyler first standing off to the side of the room in his usual hoodie and sweats. "Do you think he ever washes those?" You joke with Jack.
"Probably not, no." Jack laughs with you. "Hey, Tyler." He waves at his stoic new best friend.
"Hey." Tyler looks up from his phone. "Hey, Y/N." He adds and flashes you a friendly smile.
You smile back at Tyler and adjust your bag hanging from your shoulder. "Hey, Ty." You greet him. "You ready to head out? Because Jack has been climbing the walls all afternoon." You joke.
"Yep." Tyler chuckles and everyone files out to the rental car.
You and Tyler walk ahead of Jack and casually chat. Behind you, Jack can't help but notice that you and Tyler are shoulder to shoulder. Like two peas in a pod. A small twinge of jealousy forces Jack forward and between the two of you as casually as he can.
"Who's driving?" Jack asks to break the ice.
"I can drive." You suggest. "You've got that match with Sanada tonight Jack. So you should let either me or Tyler drive. It's the least we can do, right Tyler?" You nudge Tyler's shoulder playfully.
Tyler nods and eyes the keys you're twirling around in your hand. "I'll drive." He snatches the keys from you. "My dad taught me manners. And that means you never let your girl drive if she doesn't have to." He jokes.
"Oh, so I'm your girl now?" You giggle, just joking around with Tyler.
"In this scenario, yes," Tyler replies.
Jack huffs behind the two of you but doesn't say anything as you all make it out to the rental car. Everyone loads up their stuff and Tyler climbs into the driver's seat. You go for the passenger side, but Jack beats you.
"Nope, my turn to sit up front." Jack grins at you playfully.
"Fine." You fake a pout and climb into the back.
Everyone chats about work until you arrive at the arena. Everyone files inside and Tyler heads out to find his dad and check in. You walk back to the locker room with Jack and hang out with him for a bit.
"So, since when are you and Tyler so close?" Jack asks you casually while unpacking his bag.
"Hmm?" You look up from your phone. "Oh, I don't know." You shrug. "A couple of weeks, I guess. You know how Mr.Khan asked Taz and Excalibur to help me kind of hone my journalism and broadcasting skills lately?"
Jack nods, remembering you telling him about Khan wanting you to potentially be a broadcaster for the show in the future. "Yeah, I remember." He confirms.
"Well, I've been spending so much time around, Taz. Tyler and I just kind of started talking I guess. Plus now you two are like a team or whatever this is." You add.
"Right." Jack nods.
A bit later, Tyler heads back to the locker room and walks over to you. "Hey, Y/N. My dad wanted me to give this to you." He hands you a small vanilla folder.
"Okay." You furrow your brows as you take the folder from Tyler. "What is it?" You ask him.
"No clue." Tyler shrugs. "He just said that you should study it." He adds. "Knowing my dad, it's probably homework." He jokes.
You laugh and open the folder. "Oh, you are so right." You find a large stack of notes in the folder. "Man, leave it to Taz to assign me homework for a pay-per-view."
You and Tyler both laugh and Jack once again feels left out of the loop. He pushes his feelings down, however, and tries to focus on his upcoming match. He slips away to get changed while you and Tyler hang out.
When Jack comes back, you and Tyler are sitting as close as can be without you being in his lap. "Seriously, your dad can't work on his penmanship a little?" You complain to Tyler. "What does that even say?" You ask him.
Tyler chuckles at your struggle and points to the page sitting on your lap. He picks up a pen and corrects the page for you.
"You two are still going over those?" Jack walks over to you.
"Yeah." You nod. "Ty's dad writes like a total gremlin." You joke. "You look ready to go though, Jack. How are you feeling about tonight?"
Jack watches you push your work to the side for a bit. And he's glad that he's gotten your attention back for a bit.
"Here, I'll do a few more corrections for you, Y/N." Tyler takes the papers from you.
"Thanks, Ty." You smile at him and turn back to Jack.
You and Jack sit on the other side of the room and talk for a bit. You've been friends with Jack since both of you joined AEW at the same time. You've been with him through everything. Being in Jurassic Express. Letting Christian become his mentor. Being betrayed by Christian. Their fued. All of it. But lately, Jack can't help but feel like he's been losing you.
The time for Jack's match with Sanada comes up and you all head to the tunnel with him. You give Jack one last hug and an encouraging smile before he heads out with Tyler to back him up. You stay behind and try your best to study Taz's notes about how to properly analyze the action in the ring.
After a grueling match, Jack ends up losing to Sanada. You feel slightly bad for your best friend's loss. But it is Sanada that he's up against. So the loss isn't something that he should beat himself up, over. You watch Tyler help Jack up the ramp and over to the tunnel like the good friend he is, but then something shocking happens.
Seemingly out of nowhere, Jack reels away from Tyler and attacks him. Blindsided, Tyler hits the floor hard clutching the back of his head. You are on your feet in an instant and race through the tunnel.
"Jack! What the hell are you doing?" You come through the tunnel and race past Jack to check on Tyler.
"Really?" Jack snaps at you. "You go right for him? Don't even bother to acknowledge me?" He confronts you.
You kneel down next to Tyler but turn your head to face Jack. "What? Jack, you attacked him!" You remind him. "I'm sorry you lost your match, okay? But what did Tyler do?" You ask him.
"You like him more than me, don't you?" Jack confronts you. "Don't even try and lie to me, Y/N. I know it's true. Well, guess what HOOK, you can have her!" He sneers.
"Jack!" You get to your feet. "Come on, this isn't you! You're not this guy!"
Jack snickers and shakes his head at you. "I'm sick and tired of being a pushover, Y/N. Maybe Christian was right. Being the good guy never gets you anywhere."
Jack storms off and half expects you to follow after him. To try and convince him that he's wrong. To beg him not to go. But you turn around and go back to helping Tyler and Jack knows that he's right. You do love Tyler more than him.
"Tyler? Ty, are you okay?" You help Tyler to his feet.
Tyler rubs the back of his head and steadies himself on your arm. He shakes out his hair and composes himself before he grabs your arm gently. "I'm fine. Are you okay?" He asks you back. "He didn't try and grab you or anything did he?"
"No!" You insist. "Jack, he-He'd never do that to me. He's...he's a good guy." You try and reason with yourself.
"Not anymore, he's not," Tyler replies. "And he's gonna pay for this. For hitting me and for hurting you." He insists.
You head backstage with Tyler and go with him to get some ice for his head. While you're both in the trainer's room, Taz comes by to check on you both.
"Hey! You kids, alright?" Taz asks when he comes into the room. "That was a pretty nasty shot to the back of the head, son. And, Y/N. How are you holding up, kid?"
"We're fine, Dad," Tyler answers first. "It's not going to happen again. That's for sure." He absentmindedly grabs your hand.
Taz notices the gesture and nods. "She's a good choice." He jokes like you aren't right there. "Smart girl. And tough as well."
You laugh a little, feeling a bit better about the whole situation. Jack might be playing right into what Christian wanted for him. But you won't be so easily broken.
#wrestling#aew#aew dynamite#all elite wrestling#aew fanfiction#aew imagine#aew wrestling#jungle boy#jack perry#aew hook#send hook#hook#x reader
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Synthetic Love
Part 5: Save Me
Summary: Tyler wants to do whatever it takes to protect Y/N from Jack Perry and Anna Jay
Tags: @shawtys-things
Y/N'S POV
I decided not to show up for Dynamite tonight but I did promised whoever sent me that mysterious message that I would meet up with them in their hotel room as I sat on my bed thinking about the whole situation I let everything sink into my head as i heard my phone buzzing and i read it carefully seeing the same mysterious message
???: I'm at the hotel now come see me room 203
I sighed deeply and begin putting on my comfortable clothes and a hoodie so nobody from the arena would see me as I walked out of my hotel room looking both ways to see if anyone was watching me as I head towards the room number 203 which was the second floor of this luxury hotel as I made my way to second floor and went straight towards 203 and knocked on the door having a gut feeling this was a big mistake of my life yet again....
Tyler's POV
As soon as I heard the knock on the door I immediately got up and went to answer it seeing Y/N as I hugged her before looking at her face which was all red and puffy as I sighed softly "come in" I told her softly as she walked into my hotel room as I closed the door and turn to look at her
"so it was you that sent me the mystery text" she said as I nod in reply and sat on my bed taking off my hoodie and set it beside me and looked up at her as I let her speak before I did
"how did you get my number I never gave it to you" she asked as I sighed deeply and looked at her wanting to be straight up honest with her
"Skye Blue gave me you're number I told her if you were showing up for dynamite and she said no so I asked her for you're number so I can tell you to meet me in my hotel room" I explained as she nods in reply sniffling slightly as she looked down for a moment before sighing softly before begin fumbling with her finger against her hoodie
"why am I here Tyler?" She asked as she looked at me as I inhaled sharply and looked at her seeing the pain in her eyes which caused me to get worried even more
"I want to save you from Jack Perry and Anna Jay Darius told me what happened and I knew right then and there I needed to find you knowing Jack Perry he's fucked up in the head since betraying me at Forbidden Door 2" I explained as I remember that night Jack betrayed me after everything I did for him as I felt her sitting next to me as I sighed deeply looking down
"I'm sorry he did that to you Tyler but you don't have to save me from this I did this to myself and this is my way of saying that I deserve this" she said as I shook my head and looked at her and lightly took my hands into hers as I lightly move my thumbs back and forth on her hands
"you don't understand y/n Jack is going to make your life a living hell like he did with me alongside with Anna Jay and I don't want that to happen to you I don't want you to go through what I had to go through please let me save you from this I promise to protect you from him and anyone that gets to you" I begged as I felt my heart sinking for her I don't want her to go through the things I did when Jack put me through hell
I watched her reaction to see if she'll accept the offer of me saving her as she looked at me and smiles softly "fine I'll accept the offer but if you end up hurting me Tyler... I will never forgive you and I will end up leaving AEW for good" she said as I hugged her lightly stroking her hair as I smiled softly
"you have my word y/n I won't let anyone hurt you ever again" I said as I let her stay in my hotel room for the rest of the night letting the boys know I wouldn't be out tonight as I let her fall asleep on my chest as I watched her sleep peacefully on me I'm glad she's finally giving me a chance to save her from all of this and as for Jack Perry, he's gonna have a hell week from me and I'll make sure he feels all the pain that he put y/n through I will make him pay for his sick and twisted games....
#hook aew#tyler senerchia#send hook#aew hook#hook nation rise#tyler cole senerchia#730hook#aew hook imagine#hook x reader#jack perry#jungle boy#junglehook#jack perry x reader#jack perry imagine#junglehook x reader#junglehook imagine
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This is most likely to be the weirdest things i’ve requested,
Picture,Being Hook’s twin or older sister. At the past Blood and Guts, Reader is at ringside with her brother during JB match. Then when Jack turns, she sides with Jack.
The following Wednesday, when Her and Jack are now teaming together, the promo goes on.
After Jack says
“I’m still young, I’m cashing fat checks and i’m still banging the hottest bitch in this place”
Clearing referencing to reader, then reader goes on saying something like how she should be the FTW champion since she’s older and has had more in-ring matches that follow FTW rules( I like to think that the FTW title can go to any gender), Then when hook goes to chase Jack, just after jack jumps over the barricade reader and Hook are standing toe-to-toe, allowing Jack to get away safely.
I’ll leave the rest to you, Much love
YOU'RE FINEE
Had it Coming (Hook x Sis!Reader, Jack Perry x Fem!Reader):
Word Count: 1.3K
Supreme Speaks: hiii, thank you to @hookerforhook for the request (i miss your requests so much). I really enjoyed writing this one. If yall want more, you know what to do. please remember that you are loved and appreciated.
Warnings: none i think, is primarily angsty
Taglist: @hookerforhook @hooks-martin @triscillal @wwenhlimagines @cassie0sstuff @sheinthatfandom
Okay imma reference this post real quick in a way
You have been dating Jack for six months…so before he got into a tag team with your younger brother, Hook
Jack developed feelings for you after you decided to help him in his feud with Christian Cage (my sugar daddy)
You and Hook have the typical sibling relationship…you love him even when you fight sometimes
You’ve been through a lot together, shared a lot of interests, and you considered him to be your best friend
But right now you’re starting to tolerate him
And recently you started to grow a dislike for him
It’s not his personality or anything
It’s just the fact that even though you have won more championships, been wrestling longer, and literally helped trained the lil booger
He just managed to push you into his shadow from the crowd and your father
It pissed you off
Especially because it’s coming at the expense of you and Jack’s career
Your and Jack’s achievements started to get overlooked and Hook either hasn’t realized or he’s pretending it doesn’t exist
It’s been pissing you off
It’s been pissing Jack off
The constant comparisons, the forgetting his name, the fact people just seemed to forget about Jack
It’s just tiring
And it all leads to Jack turning on Hook at Blood and Guts
As well as you turning on your younger brother as well
Honestly, he had it coming.
That’s what you’re telling yourself.
For three days, that’s what you’ve been telling yourself.
It felt great turning your back on your brother. But, sometimes you couldn’t help but feel like there was a way to avoid all of this. As well as feeling like you’re in the middle between your brother and boyfriend. But the more that you thought about it, the more Jack would argue it’s what he deserved for pushing you away, for overshadowing you, for not thanking you, for forgetting about you, and most importantly allowing the crowd to look over you.
You deserve better.
You deserve more.
Especially after how he made you and your boyfriend feel.
This leads to today, Wednesday, you and Jack were talking to the crowd about your actions. Before you could even get a word out, they started to boo you, loudly. At first, you felt small, like an ant. But the more they booed, the angrier you got and the more you tuned them out. They didn’t understand you, they couldn’t understand you. They didn’t know how you felt, yet you were portrayed as the villain.
Jack’s booming voice brought you out of thought, “I’m still young. I’m still cashing fat checks, and I am still banging the hottest bitch in this entire place.” He said making the crowd applaud as you smiled with a blush appearing on your cheeks. He leaned over a kissed your head. “Now, did we turn on Hook or did everyone turn on us? After all, we’ve done, after everything that we have given to this place and being robbed out of championships, do you expect some entitled, second-generation little prick to dangle his unofficial championship in our faces? A championship that is just like you Hook, a fraud. Unlike your authentic, legitimate, charming, and hot sister.”
Jack gently gave you the mic as the mix of applause and boos poured in. You rolled your eyes at the crowd as you began to talk, “And come to think of it, I should be the FTW champion.” The crowd booed at your statement. “Think about it! I have more in-ring experience, I’ve actually had FTW championship-worthy matches, and I was at one point your role model, little brother. The only reason why I haven’t challenged you is because Dad is protecting your ass. Cause he knows, that in one match I would take your championship, break your bones, and break your heart.”
“As far as I’m concerned, I am the uncrowned FTW Champion. It’s only a matter of time until I get my hands on it and make you pay for all the pain I’ve endured cause I’m the victim here, not you! But soon you will be once I send you to the ICU.” You continued, making the crowd gasp and clap at your words.
You gave the mic back to Jack, “And just for the record, we can hear you all very clearly. You all telling us that we messed up, that Hook’s gonna kill us. Hook, let me tell you something right now, when I get my hands on you, I am going to beat-“
He was cut off by Hook’s theme, making you roll your eyes and Jack’s color drain from his face as your brother emerged from the black stage. You could see his angry face from a mile away, his eyes were filled with rage. As he ran to the ring, Jack slid out of the ring, jumping over the barricade.
Hook slid into the ring to come face-to-face with you, making the crowd stand up in suspense. His eyes kind of softened as he gazed into yours; you could see his eyes go from angry to hurt. He didn’t understand why everything had to escalate to this point. He moved to continue chasing Jack, but you moved in the same direction; shaking your head at him.
You gave your younger brother a dropkick that stunned him. He just laid in the ring. He wasn’t going to get up to fight you, you knew that, he would never fight you, not even when y’all were kids, he never fought you. Maybe it was the respect and love he held for you…or it was fear. Whatever it was, it allowed you to do your finishing move before going to the back.
He deserved it.
Grabbing your bags, you walked to the parking garage, looking for Jack. Then, a voice called out to you.
“That was some show you put on, Princess.” You looked in the direction of the voice, shocked at who it belonged to. You slightly groaned at the person as they exited their vehicle.
“Christian, what do you want?”
“A conversation.” He said with a smile, walking closer to you with Luchasuarus behind him. “Maybe, a little more if I can convince you of it. Where’s your lover boy?”
You know that you’re not supposed to be talking to your boyfriend’s former mentor, but his tone and the conversation thus far intrigued you. “He’s on his way.” You said with confidence.
“No, he’s not princess. He’s long gone, jumped into his truck, and drove off without any stops.” Christian said with a mocking sad face. “That’s no way to treat someone, especially one person that he claims to love.”
“He does love me-“
“Why isn’t he here then?” You were quiet in response, not sure of what to say. “Y/N, you deserve better in multiple ways. I’ll cut straight to the chase. I have a proposition for you, a very beneficial proposition for both of us. But I don’t wanna conduct business with a pretty lady in a dirty garage. Let me, I mean us, take you to your hotel or somewhere to eat, and we can talk.”
Your brain was in the middle as you knew that anything with Christian Cage was bad news. And you don’t wanna disrespect Jack.
But then again, your boyfriend wasn’t around to take you back to your hotel room, you guys really had no plans after turning on Hook besides trying to take his championship (but you didn’t know how really), and you were hungry. Also, there’s no doubt that your brother was hunting you down so the two of you could talk, so you needed to leave now. Technically, it was a winning situation for you.
There was no harm in talking, right?
“Fine Cage, but no funny business.” You said. Christian smiled before telling Luchasuarus to get your bags, which he put in the trunk. Christian opened the door for you and helped you into the truck.
And if there is harm, it’ll catch up to you tomorrow.
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Can you maybe do 21, 58 and 66 from the dialogue prompts (not the NSFW) for jack Perry and hook again, I really like the one you did for them before :)
Thank you :)
• merely a scratch — jungle boy + hook •
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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { hook masterlist } | { jungle boy masterlist }
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{ summary } — after a gruelling match against former friend ruby soho, jack and tyler go check up on you, the boys both worried for your safety after catching the sight of blood
{ warnings } — injury, blood
{ word count } — 354
{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook x jungle boy
{ genre } — fluff
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{ 21 } — "you're bleeding!"
{ 58 } —"you're insane!, "you love me though”
{ 66 } — "it's just a scratch, you worry too much"
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your head was spinning
mind in as a daze as the once fresh blood now congealed to your flesh
staining your forehead and cheeks in crimson streams
this new side of ruby was unlike no other
she was vicious, violent, not a shread of empathy left in your once former friend
as evident by the nasty gash just above your right eyebrow
consider your friendship no more after she slammed your head into the ring poll
the wound still oozing fresh blood
albeit not as much as before
just as you were unceremoniously dumped into the medical office
tyler and jack made their presence known
jack practically kicking the door off the hinges
“you’re bleeding!” his voice frantic, rushing over to you despite the doctor trying to stitch you back up
tyler followed soon after with his usual casual demeanour
eyes widening with worry as his gazed upon your bloody face
as soon as the doctor had finished the final stitch, jack cupped your face gingerly between his palm
treating you as if you were a porcelain doll he was afraid to break
tyler still remained silent
offering a small hand on your thigh for comfort
“it’s just a scratch, you worry too much”
“just a scratch?” tyler interjected.
“you got five stitches in your head, princess”
jack tightened his lips together at the sight, still a slight furrow of worry knitted in his brows
“eh, i’ve had worse”
tyler gave a small chuckle at your remark
placing a sweet kiss to your cheek, sitting beside you stop the makeshift examination table
an arm wrapped around your shoulder
all the while jack continued to stroke your cheeks gently
“you’re insane” jack mumbled under his breath
“you love me though” you eyed both of the boys momentarily
leaning into tyler’s shoulder with a soft sigh
“doc said i can’t wrestle for a couple of days. guess my boys are gonna have to take care of me”
jack rolled his eyes playfully, the soft honey-brown of his irises glimmering under the harsh light of the medical lamp
“you know we wouldn’t have it any other way, sweetheart”
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one more night
synopsis: jack comes back after you two break things off, even though you promised you’d stay away.
a/n: I LOVE HIM YOUR HONOR!!!! I WANTED SOMETHING SAD AND SAPPY SO HERE YOU GO!!!!!
mentions: SFW, fem!reader, post-breakup, sad :(, mentions of crying.
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even though it had only been a week, this break up with jack was the hardest thing either of you had ever done. his busy schedule with being on the road and your own personal situation was enough to drive a wedge between you, and you’d ended your relationship with a man you surely thought was your forever.
the house was so empty without him and his things; no more wrestling memorabilia, no more hearing his favorite music in the bathroom, no more stray suitcases...it was just you, and that was the hardest pill to swallow so far. the man who was once a phone call or text away, who was littered all over your walls in photos and in your camera roll, was now someone you were trying to move on from. and it hurt.
you’d been repeating your nightly routine since jack took his things and officially left the house; laying on the couch, trying not to let more tears fall from your eyes, and maybe finding it within yourself to get a snack from the kitchen before falling asleep. going into the bed you once shared with him made that heartache even worse.
in the midst of this, you heard a knock at your door - which was unusual this late at night. you hadn’t invited anyone and you didn’t order food, so in most cases you probably would’ve just ignored it. but something told you to get up and just check it out to see who was trying to get your attention.
with a small sniffle, you stood up and wrapped your blanket around your body just a little tighter. you trudged to the door and opened it, only to see that same mop of curly hair you fell in love with and the scent of his cologne hit your nose like the most comforting hug you could’ve been given.
“jack, no...” you’d mumble, worried that he was coming back to try and appeal to your heartache. just as soon as you looked up at him, you looked right back down so the tears wouldn’t well up in your eyes.
he’d gently shake his head at you, “no, y/n, please just look at me.” you didn’t want to listen to him, you didn’t want to admit that you missed him, but seeing him standing right in front of you was only making that even harder. “i know we promised this would be it but...but i can’t stay away.”
while that was everything you wanted to hear from him, it was also the worst thing jack could’ve said to you. you both made each other a promise that you’d move on, that you wouldn’t come back to see each other and you’d work on healing yourselves. you had to stop yourself from calling him every night because you’d convinced yourself jack was already moving on, but this was proved you wrong.
“we can’t do this jack.” you mumbled sadly, watching as he slowly stepped over the threshold of the entryway. jack was a man who wore his heart on his sleeve, and when you looked up at him to see the tears in his eyes that matched yours, it was only getting more difficult to keep your original promise. “y-you should go home.”
jack’s calloused hands held your cheeks, both you finally letting the tears escape your eyes, and he gently shook his head. “give me one more night, baby.” he’d whisper, using his thumbs to wipe your years. “if you want me gone in the morning, i’ll be out of here before you even wake up. if you want me to stay then i’ll stay. but please...please, just one more night.”
no matter how angry you’d been at him almost a week ago, that had all dissipated in this moment that he stood in front of you. you wanted that one more night just as badly as he did but had been refusing to admit it. jack was holding back just as much over the last few days, but tonight was his breaking point and he knew he needed to see you.
there was a few moments of silence, jack holding your cheeks and resting your foreheads together as he let you sniffle. his tears were silent, and he seemed stoic as if he was trying to remain a source of strength for you. and eventually you gave in with a gentle nod, “just for tonight.” you whisper.
jack nods and closes the door behind him. his own stressed hand runs through his unruly hair, and he wipes your tears one more time. “we don’t even have to talk.” he said softly, already lifting you off of your feet and taking the slow, familiar walk to your once shared bedroom. “i just need to hold you one more time.”
with your arms wrapped around his neck, tangling one of your fingers in a couple of strands of jack’s curls, he carries you into the bedroom and lays down on the bed with you. jack hadn’t even changed out of his own pajamas before coming back to the home he’d shared with you only a week ago, so both of you laid in your bed for the first time since ending your relationship, tears rolling down both of your faces.
“what if i don’t know whether i want you to leave or not?” you admit softly, resting your head on his chest and breathing in his scent.
jack was playing with your own hair, tugging the blankets around your body even tighter. “it’s okay if you don’t.” he’d assure you. “we can wait and see how you feel in the morning.”
you hated how soft, how gentle this man was being. it was like you needed a reason for him to leave...but you couldn’t find one. as he held you just like he used to, ran his hand through your hair and let your tears fall, you were reminded of the jack you fell in love with and wanted nothing more than to pretend the last week never even happened.
after some more silence, you looked up at jack and gave him the first kiss you’d shared in well over a week. you’d never forgotten the taste, the feeling of his lips, and that alone solidified what you told him next.
“i’ll see you in the morning?”
#aew x reader#aew imagine#aew headcanons#aew jack perry#aew jungle boy#aew jungle boy jack perry#jungle boy#jack perry#jungle boy jack perry#jack perry x reader#jack perry imagines#jack perry headcanons#jungle boy x reader#jungle boy imagines#jungle boy headcanons#{:aew:}#{:jungle boy jack perry:}
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Christmas Showdown | J.P.
Summary: During Christmas, your father wants to know about that comment.
Author's Note: Mild cursing. Work of fiction.
"And I'm still banging the hottest bitch in this entire place," Jack yelled into the microphone. The line he worked on for so long seemed to work. The rowdy crowd in the arena booed. A smirk plastered on his face.
If only he knew how much that comment would bite him in the ass.
"Merry Christmas, everyone," you sung happily as you walked inside your parent's house. Jack followed right behind you and closed the door. The warmth of your family's home a nice change from the chill outside.
The house went silent as the two of you walked in. Your mother and sister cleared their throat and nodded their heads towards the kitchen as if ushering you there. Your dad cheered loudly from the livingroom as he watched his favorite team play.
"Jack, I'm going to help them with cooking dinner. Why don't you watch some football with my dad?" You asked wanting your dad and Jack to finally meet. Your boyfriend turned on his heel but was stopped by your mom.
"Oh no, honey, her dad loves his football. Now isn't the time to talk. Besides we need a man with muscles to help us out in the kitchen," your mom smiled and patted your boyfriend's muscular arms. Jack walked into the kitchen. You followed feeling like something was wrong.
"What's wrong? Why are you guys being weird?" You asked.
"Your dad remembers a certain comment Jack made about you on an AEW taping one night," your mother answered wiping her hands nervously against her apron. "I tried to tell him it was all for a story but it was the way it was delivered,"
"Comment?" You asked. "What certain comment?"
Your sister pulled up a video from Youtube. It was the night he turned heel. Your blood ran cold. Your breath hitched in your throat. The words that caused controversy poured out from the cell phone's speakers. Oh no.
"What did dad say?" You asked.
"He wants to talk to Jack. It should be halftime and our team is up. Maybe this will be a good time since he's in a good mood," your sister encouraged. A fake look of hope shined on her face.
Jack pursed his lips yet nodded. He silently prayed your dad wouldn't kill him. The Jungle Boy was known to push the limit sometimes. He swore ppenty on television and wore a shirt that read Christian is a pushy. He rubbed his head nervously before walking into the livingroom.
"Hello, sir, my name is Jack. Nice to meet you. Your wife said you wanted to talk to me," he shifted his feet uncomfortably.
"I know who you are," your dad spoke roughly. "The man that talked down about my baby,"
"Listen, I wanted to apologize for the comment I made at your daughter's expense. It was used to fully push me to be the bad guy for our job," he explained. "It was wrong of me and I'm sorry,"
"I understand it's just for entertainment. She's just my little girl, you know?" He asked.
"Yeah, next time I will get the crowd riled up another way and not at the expense of your daughter," Jack promised.
"Good to know, besides, I'm banging the hottest b in this place. You got it?" your dad informed him while standing up from the rocking chair. Jack bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. You always warned him about your dad's sense of humor and love for your mom. The man seemed to try and make a joke out of a bad situation. At least he was warming up to him.
"Ye-yes sir," he answered.
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AEW Crowd: SHUT THE FUCK UP👏
MJF:
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Jungle Boy being a dad hcs?
There are hundreds of pictures and videos that would make it impossible for Jack to be a heel
He calls and FaceTimes his family constantly
Jack makes sure that his kids know the difference between how he acts on TV and what is acceptable in real life
Bedtime is Jack's favorite when he is home because he gets to tuck the kids in and watch over them when they sleep
He literally is always asking for "just one more" when he's home
#aew x reader#aew headcanons#jack perry x reader#jungle boy x reader#headcanons#baby headcanons#family headcanons
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Such A Tease - Hook (18+)
Commission: For Nicole! I hope you enjoy it, love!
Pairing: Hook x Nicole
Summary: Nicole likes to tease Hook, some will say a little too much.
Warnings: 18+, Spanking, Teasing, Cussing, Unprotected Sex, Minors DNI
Word Count: 3,954
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“Oh, yeah no that’s perfect!” Hook said as he agreed with Jack about a move set. “Okay, so wait, who's going over again?” Hook asked.
“You are, I believe. I was thinking we could do something from the top rope, do a double down then do some heat and a cut off then into the finish?” Jack suggested.
“Oh yeah and I can get the pin on ya, one, two, three. Easy.” Hook smiled as Jack nodded in agreement. “This’ll be a quickie, nothing too crazy.”
I watched from a distance as the two slim males spoke with one another about their match. Licking my lips, I started to slowly form a plan in my head to get Hook’s attention. I knew it wasn’t a great idea to do it when the boys were going over their match but I was craving how Hook looks at me, how he touches me and even speaks to me.
“But I was also thinking-”
“Oh Jack.” I sang while I approached the two boys. Hooks' attention was torn from Perry towards me, his teeth sunk into his lower hip as he saw what I was wearing. Tight tank top and some booty shorts showing some of my ass as my shorts were hiked up.
“Yeah Nicole?” Jack asked with a smile. “Whatcha need babe?” Jack hummed at me.
Hook glared at Perry for calling me a pet name despite me being single, Hook was possessive of other men calling me names, he especially hated when they touched me.
“I was just wondering if you could help me stretch? I have a kink in my leg that I can’t work out.” I pouted at him.
“Oh, you poor doll. Here, up, up.” Perry said as he patted the crate he was leaning against. Walking towards them with a slight limp I jumped up onto the crate and Perry even helped me up by placing his hands upon my waist and lifted me onto the box. “Okay, so what I was thinking-” Jack began as he grabbed my leg with his soft hand and started to message it.
I looked over at Hook who’s eyes kept darting over at me and quickly ripping them away, having his attention back to Jack who was talking about the match. I let out soft moans as Jack’s hands worked magic on my legs, his fingers working into the muscle..
“Feel good, yeah?” Jack laughed out softly hearing my faint moans.
“Hmm-mmm.” I whimpered, looking over at Hook. My chest heaving as I inhaled, my breasts puffing out. Jack squeezed at my muscle making me let out a softer squeal.
Hook’s eyes were now on me, looking over my body as I leaned back onto my elbows, my breasts nearly spilling out of the tank top, only for it to rise as I stretched out, showing off my lower stomach. Hook tilted his head to the side slightly, his eyes trying to get more of a view upon my body.
“So, how does that sound, Hook?” Jack asked Hook all of a sudden about the match.
“Huh?” Hook snapped towards Jack, his eyes darker than before and his heart racing while his cock twitched to life in his shorts. “G- Great, great it all sounds great.” Hook cleared his throat.
“Awesome! This match is going to be amazing, short and sweet! Finally we’re going to have screen time and show this crowd what we’re made of!” Jack smiled as he gave my leg one last rub and let his fingers linger down my smooth leg and gave it a soft slap before pulling away. “You’re all done, how do you feel?” Jack asked.
“Hmm, better.” I said in a soft pant, skimming my eyes towards Hook who was gritting his teeth and clenching his diamond like jaw, I giggled to myself as I noticed Hook’s Adam's apple bob as he swallowed thickly.
“Hook, Jack you two are up next.” A producer said as he passed by the three of us.
“We fucking got this.” Jack cupped his hand into Hooks and did their handshake. “Come on Nicole, let's let Hook focus before we head out there.” Jack grabbed my hand and helped me down off of the crate.
“Bye Hook.” I said innocently at him with a small wave and a wink before fully walking away with Jack to the gorilla.
Hook swallowed thickly, his cock in his boxing shorts was stirring away at my seductiveness, fuck he really did hate how much of a tease I was. One of these days he was going to snap and it might actually be tonight. Hook exhaled a breath heavily and shook his head, trying to clear his mind before heading out to face Jack.
As Jack’s music hit I wrapped your arm through the loop of his arm and walked down the ramp with him. The crowd booed as we made our way to the ring. “You gotta stop teasing Hook.” Jack said to me before getting into the ring.
My cheeks were a slight pink tint as I looked up at him. “Teasing?” I said innocently, “I am doing no such thing.”
“I mean it, Nicole, you’re going to make him snap.” Jack helped me up into the ring as he followed behind.
“Maybe that’s what I want.” I smirked at the boy with the curly long hair. Jack couldn’t help but to shake his head and pose with me in the ring so fans and the camera crew could get a few good pictures.
“You’re going to get yourself in trouble and I’ll help you.” As Jack opened the two ropes for me to get out, his hand collided with my ass as I jumped off the side of the ring. Looking up at him my face was red with a shy smile, I knew what he was doing. Trying to rile up his best friend so Hook could finally make a move on me.
Hook was backstage fuming as he saw Jack’s hand slap against my ass while I exited the ring. Hook couldn’t stay mad for long as he watched my ass bounce from the harsh spank. He had just calmed his boner down and he cursed as he felt it come back to life once again. He squeezed his eyes shut and thought about something other than me. Inhaling through his nostrils he exhaled a long breath through his mouth and walked through the curtains once his music hit.
The match was going pretty well in my opinion, Hook was there each time for Jack’s moves and Jack was there whenever Hook did a move, they were nsync with each other and never off beat. But my mind started to wander away from the match and was admiring how good Hook looked.
Under the bright lights, his abs glistened as his skin was lightly coated with his sweat dripping down his chest to his stomach, his dark hair was messier than ever and each time he smirked after hitting Jack with a move made my heart skip a beat and my cunt throb. Something in me wanted his attention once more, I needed his eyes on me.
“Whoa, what is Nicole doing now?” Jim Ross called out over the headset as the cameras focused on me.
Grabbing the bottom rope of the ring, I pulled myself onto my feet, on the outside of the ring. “Hook! Hey, Hook!” I called out to Hook as he slammed Jungle boy down, before he went for the pin his attention was on me. Swiveling my hips side to side, I did a 180 rotation, now having my backside turn to him. My hips swung as I hooked my fingers in the inside the leg holes of my tight shorts and pulled them upwards, the fabric going in between my cheeks to show my ass off and distract Hook as I kept shaking my rear to him.
I wasn’t too sure on what I was going to accomplish, this wasn’t part of the plan. This wasn’t even mentioned backstage before coming out here, but the crowd loved it. I could hear wolf whistles and cheers throughout the building; it only got louder when a hand roughly collided on my ass.
Arching my back, I howled in pain as the rough spank stung my cheek. Turning around to face Hook who was now smirking and eyebrows wiggling he didn’t hesitate to cup his hands on my cheeks and pull me into a wet kiss. My eyes widened, face red and stomach turning. I wasn’t too sure how to react but before I could enjoy another second of it, Hook pulled away and moved his hand from my cheek to my shoulders and roughly shoved me off the side of the ring onto the hard floor. The breath knocked out of my lungs as I collided with the rough patted flooring, still dazed from the kiss.
Jungle Boy was behind Hook, taking this opportunity to quickly put Hook in a school boy pin. Aubrey Edwards quickly slid down on her knees and slapped the mat three times. “Ring the bell!”
“Here’s your winner, by pinfall, Jungle Boy!” Justin Roberts announced through the mic, a bit confused, he had to double check the paper in front of him, knowing what he announced wasn’t correct from what it said on the sheet.
I quickly sat up, my eyes glancing over at Hook now leaning against the bottom rope in the farthest corner from you while Jungle Boy stood in the middle of the ring with his arm raised.
Oh shit.
Hook didn’t kick out from the pin after the little stunt I pulled. I quickly stumbled to my feet and made my way around the ring, towards the ramp, my eyes were torn from Jungle Boy who was climbing out of the ring to meet me at the bottom of the ramp, towards Hook who was staring right through me. I suckled the inside of my cheek seeing his cheeks red and his eyes darker.
Oh shit.
“That’s right! We’re the best!” Jungle Boy shouted as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to his form, we both now walking backwards up the ramp, to show off our victory to the camera. “What the fuck was that?” Jack asked, his voice low.
“I- I don’t know.” I swallowed, finally tearing my eyes away from Hook as Jack turned me around and now walking up the ramp normally. “I am in so much trouble.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it, you didn’t kick out of the pin.” Jungle Boy reminded me about who should have won as he guided me through the curtain.
“Yeah but, I was the one who distracted him-”
“And what in the hell was that?” A voice yelled out making me slightly jump. Tony Kahn stood by a monitor with other producers and television staff. His hands resting on his hips as he tapped his foot.
“Tony, look, I’m sorry I don’t know what I was thinking-”
“I’ll tell you what you were thinking!” He interrupted me, voice stern.
Swallowing thickly, I waited for Tony to yell more at me for what I did on national television was wrong. “You were thinking about ratings!”
“And I’m so sorry- wait what?”
“Ratings, Nicole! You were thinking about how to make AEW more interesting! Trying to bring back the Attitude Era! This’ll show my brother, Nick, that AEW is better and more exciting!” Tony had a large smile on his face. “I liked what I saw, and it seems like the crowd did too! Who could blame them!” His eyes seemed to be lingering on me a few seconds too long which made me clear my throat and my face heating up.
“Thank you sir.” I said softly, fiddling with my fingers.
“You keep that up and I see you being the top selling merch in no time!” Tony nodded, with that he walked away to deal with other matters.
“See, I told you.” Jack said, placing a hand upon my shoulder and giving me a slight shake to get me nerves out of my system. I exhaled a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding only for Jack to speak once more. “Now, this situation, I can’t help you with.”
Bringing my gaze up once more to see Tony speaking to a sweaty Hook. Hook’s attention wasn’t on whatever Tony was talking to him about, most likely bitching about how Hook didn’t kick out and now the whole storyline was a cluster fuck. Hook’s brown orbs were burning into me, his slightly hairy chest was heaving, inhaling a breath through his nostrils. Hook’s caramel hair was messy and a light sheet of sweat on his forehead.
“I’ll leave you to it.” Jack said before walking away, my eyes never breaking contact with Hook. The way he was staring at me, anyone would have assumed he was angry as hell after the stunt that just happened. But something was telling me it was quite the opposite. The way his breathing was rugged, his attention never ripping away from me as if he had tunnel vision, and it was as if he was ignoring every word Tony was telling him. My eyes slowly went down his slim body, his toned stomach had a thin layer of sweat glistening and his boxing shorts hung low on his waist, showing his V-line.
I knew I should have stopped there but my eyes kept lingering down his body to see his left hand that was wrapped up in white wrist tape covering his crotch, as if he was trying to hide something. My eyes widened as realization washed over me. He was hard and he was trying to hide it as his boss spoke to him.
“All in all, I liked what I saw tonight. We can just make some adjustments in the script for the storyline between you three, I really think we got something here!” Tony was overly excited about some accident that happened in the ring, he really thought he struck gold here. “You just keep doing you, kid!” Tony patted Hooks shoulder and walked away on that note.
My eyes were still wide, now there really wasn’t anything stopping Hook from approaching me. As he took the first step towards me I squealed out loudly and bolted towards the nearest locker room to hide.
It was no use, I could hear Hook’s heavy boots charging close after me. As I crashed through the door of a empty locker room and tried to get behind it to shut and lock it, Hook’s hand slammed against the middle of the door and pushed it easily open and entered the room. The door slammed shut with a heavy thud erupting throughout the hallway. “What in the hell was that, Nicole?”
“What was what?” I asked innocently, my heart beating against my chest as Hook approached me.
“That little slut of a stunt you pulled out there. You made me lose, I wasn’t supposed to lose this match.”
“Well, maybe you should be more focused in the match and kick out next time.” I had to bite my bottom lip from showing my smile.
“I couldn’t kick out because-”
“Of your boner?” I finished his sentence for him.
“Yes.” Hook’s voice was low as he stared down at me. “Which you caused.”
The silence was thick as Hook was looking around the room, looking at anything but me, as if he was embarrassed. At this moment we were mere inches away from each other and between us was his still hard cock. “Poor baby.” I hummed. “You want me to take care of it?” Hook snapped his head down at me, his pupils nearly black as he inhaled a sharp breath.
“Fuck, yes, please.” Hook’s voice was dripping with lust and was even a bit more huskier than before.
I smiled at his willingness. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll make you feel good.” I hummed, wasting no time. I dropped to my knees in front of him.
“Please, Nicole, don’t tease me.” Hook swallowed as he looked down at me as my fingers dipped into the hem of his shorts. “I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.” Hook whimpered as I slowly pulled his shorts down his muscular legs.
My mouth instantly watered as Hook’s cock sprung out of his shorts and hit his lower stomach. “No teasing baby, I’m serious.” I promised, my voice smooth and soft.
“Nicole- Fuck.” Hook whimpered as I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his mushroom like tip, I moaned lowly as I slowly took his length deeper in my mouth, relaxing my throat as I pushed myself forward, the tip of my nose hitting his smooth clean shaven pubic bone.
“C- Christ.” Hook sucked in a breath, his hands balling into fists as he held himself back from bucking his hips forward. “Your mouth, fuck it feels so good.” His moans bounced throughout the locker room as I bobbed my head up and down his thick shaft.
Hallowing my cheeks as I suckled his cock, pulling away slowly, only his tip rested in between my lips as I licked the slit of his cock. “F- Fuck, fuck.” Hook shuttered, his hips lightly bucked upwards towards me, pushing the rest of his dick back into my mouth. Placing my hands upon his waist, I steadied myself as I was about to pick up the pace.
“W- Wait, wait.” Hook panted, his hand resting in my hair, pulling me away.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, pouting up at him, my lips swollen.
“I don’t want to finish in your mouth.” Hook had a blush across his face.
“You wanna finish in my sweet pussy?” I asked, sounding pure, licking the rest of his pre-come and my saliva off the corner of my lips.
“Oh, fuck yes please.” Hook was shaking with anticipation.
“All you had to do was ask.” Getting up off of my knees I hooked the hem of my shorts and tugged them down with ease, swaying my hips just like I did earlier today in the ring.
Kicking my shoes off, I then tossed my shorts away, now being completely bare from the waist down. “Come here.” Hook snarled, his hands placed upon my hips, pulling me close to him. “Jump.” Hook picked me up with ease as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
A soft whine escaped my lips as my throbbing cunt rubbed up against Hook’s saliva slick cock. Hook went to the nearest wall and pinned me against it, his lips crashed against mine, moaning softly as he tasted himself on my tongue. “Hook, please, give it to me.” A sultry whine escaped my lips and into his.
“Why shouldn’t I tease you? You’ve been teasing me for months.” Hook snarled, his hands cupping my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh. Gritting my teeth I hissed at the sharp pain only for it to make my cunt throb once more, becoming more wet by his touch.
“I’m sorry, I just wanted your attention.” I spoke truthfully, now regretting my choices on teasing him, but I wanted his attention and his alone.
“You have it now.” Hook licked his lips, looking down to see where his cock was rubbing against my folds. “So sweet, so wet.” Hook hummed rolling his hips against me, making the tip of his cock tease my folds, barely entering inside.
“Hook, please.” I whined, arching my back off the wall. My body shaking, pussy quivering, as if it was trying to clench around him, he was so close.
“Well, since you’ve asked so nicely.” Hook guided himself against your folds, the both of you gasped out loudly at the feeling of him stretching you and filling you to the brim. “Holy-” Hook bit the bottom of his lip as my cunt swallowed him inch by inch.
“Fuck, move, give it to me.” I whined as he was only half way in.
“Are, are you sure? You don’t want me to prep-”
“Hook, please fuck me.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for another hot kiss. Our tongue clashed as his cock twitched heavily inside of me. Hook didn’t hesitate as he pushed the rest of his cock inside of me with one swift motion. He didn’t hold back, already pulling his hips away and snapping back inside me.
“Yes!” I sobbed out as he grazed against my g-spot. “Don’t- Don’t stop, fuck, don’t stop.” My legs wrapped around his waist tighter as he fucked himself faster.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, baby.” Hook panted. The thin layer of sweat that was on his forehead was now thicker, droplets dripped from his forehead down his chest. The sound of his cock entering my wet cunt squealed throughout the room making it the hottest sound I’ve ever heard.
“Already so close? I’ve barely started to pound this tight little cunt and I can feel your fucking pussy clenching my cock.” Hook hissed as he slowly pulled his cock out of you only to force himself back in at a fast pace. “Come sweetheart, come all over my fucking cock Nicole.” Hook hissed lowly as his hands gripped your flesh and clenching his eyes close as he was chasing his own release.
Your fingers raked through his brown hair, tugging it, forcing his head to tilt back, your mouth attacked his neck, biting down his skin, marking him as well as you muffled your screams while your orgasm washed over.
“Shit, that’s it!” Hook cried out as he kept pumping himself in and out of my week channel, his dick twitching as he stilled his movements, hot ropes of come spurted inside of your messy fucked cunt.
“H- Hook! Hmm, fuck!” I pulled away from his neck, moaning his name from the feeling of our juices filling my fucked hole and slowly dripping out of me.
“Nicole, fuck sweetheart.” Hook’s breath was shallow and heavy as he had his eyes shut and his forehead resting against yours. Hook released the tight grip on your ass, but still caressing and holding me close. “That was,” Hook breathed in heavily and exhaled out a shaky breath. “Amazing.” He finished, his cock still buried deep inside of me.
“I’ll say.” I hummed, our sweaty foreheads still against each other as we soaked into each other after glow. “Hmm, we should probably start getting ready to leave, the arena is probably empty by now.”
“I suppose you’re right.” Hook hummed, still not moving until he inhaled a breath and whimpered as his sensitive cock slowly slipped out of my fucked pussy. “Fuck.” He purred at the sight of our mixed come dripping out of me. Hook slowly placed me down on my wobbly legs, not fully letting go of me until he knew I was okay to stand by myself. “You have a hotel room?” Hook asked.
“I was actually going to drive to the next town.” I said looking for my shorts.
“You want some company?” Hook asked, grabbing his shorts sliding them up his legs.
“I would love some company.” I smiled at him as I slipped on my shoes.
“This still doesn’t get you off the hook for giving me a boner on live television.” Hook said as he stuffed his cock back into his shorts as you smiled up at him.
“I can’t wait for my next punishment.” I smiled at him, giving his slightly stubble cheek a light pat and started to head out of the locker room.
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So I adore your writing and I’m curious (also desperately need more content)
Sexual punishments with Jungle Boy?
Sexual Punishments W/Jungle Boy
An: @writtingrose I know your birthday is this month, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope this is a suitable present this year❤️
Warnings: this includes more intense sexual scenes and it’s implied that there is a safe word. Please practice safe BDSM
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Jack is much more rough with his punishments
He will give you exactly one warning, and after that he will simply keep adding to the punishment
He keeps a plug with him when he knows your going to act up
And when you inevitably do, he will drag you to the bath room and insert it
It doesn’t vibrate, and he doesn’t do anything else sexual
Simply tells you to get comfortable with it
He won’t change your plans at all. He wants you to suffer, he could care less in that moment about either of your pleasure
When you get home he would just drag you to your room
He will gag you and put nipple clamps on you before forcing you to lay on your back
He’s would only fuck you in the back
He would pound into your puckered hole while tugging lightly on the chain connecting the two clamps
‘You wanted to be a brat, so now you get to deal with the consequences.’
He would touch you everywhere except the place you wanted him too
The only pleasure you would get is if you enjoy anal
He wants you to cry more then anything
‘Fuckin crybaby. If you wanted to cum you should’ve behaved’
He will cum inside you
And when he pulls out he will push any back in with his fingers
He was serious about not letting you cum
Cumming is a privilege, and he is willing to take it away from you.
#aew#fanfiction#request#headcanons#aew headcanon#jungle boy jack perry#jungle boy smut#jungle boy#jungle boy x reader#smut headcanons
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Baby, Doesn't It Feel So Familiar? - Christian Cage (AEW)
Pairing: Christian Cage x Female! Reader
Summary: Y/N is a friend of Jurassic Express, she doesn't like what Christian had did to Jungle Boy. She decides to confront Christian backstage herself, until he does the unexpected.
Warnings: Angst, Enemies to Lovers, Kissing with Christian? Language, Not very much warnings here <3
Requested by: My bestie @cuttingedge708 . Hope you enjoy my for lifer <3
Word Count: 1,237
Large, mesmerizing footsteps were heard from three doors down. The 6’1 Canadian man was walking with purpose down the arena halls with hands shoved in his front jacket pockets. The lights had shone on him every time he had entered the room, where he owned the ground he was walking on underneath his feet.
Jack had appeared to be backstage with his very close friend, Luchasaurus. An alarming sound made them turn their heads like deers in headlights, Christian was up to no good after he had unexpectedly turned his back on Jack. He couldn’t be trusted.
He snatched a wooden chair where it was sitting in front of an empty table with a jet black cloth on top of it, throwing it across the hall effortlessly like it was nothing. Christian Cage was pissed and confused because Jack Perry cost him a match in winning a championship of his own.
‘’What is his problem?’’ Luchasaurus asked, watching the chaos go down as Jack stood back, feeling his guts in his stomach tie in a knot.
‘’I can’t be seen out here by him.’’ He replied. Seconds before darting off into his locker room, he thought about what his own mentor had done to him a week ago on Dynamite.
‘’He just can’t be trusted’’ was spinning inside of his head.
Jack locked the door to his locker room, quickly acting upon grabbing a chair to prop it underneath the wooden door handle.
‘’Jack, open up! It’s me, Y/N!’’ a female voice spoke alarmingly from the other side of the door. Y/N was a close friend of Jurassic Express, Luchasaurus and he would do anything for her, as long as she was safe from the man Christian Cage.
A voice erupted over her, it sounded like Christian’s voice. Inaudible hollering was heard, he couldn’t watch his best friend Y/N get hurt like he did.
Jack removed the chair underneath the door handle, swinging the door open.
‘’Y/N!’’ he yelled, rushing out of the locker room, finding Christian speeding off in his car with Y/N.
Jack fell to his knees, with stinging tears streaming down his face.
What if Christian is going to do something bad to her?
All these what if’s swarmed through Jack’s head like swarms of bees.
A call came through his phone, an unknown number was displayed on his phone screen, he answered it without hesitation.
‘’H-Hello?’’ He stuttered.
‘’You shouldn’t have never let your friend Y/N walk alone in the arena by herself, you should know better than that, Jungle Boy.’’ Christian. That son of a bitch.
‘’Where is she, let me speak to her!’’ Jack pleaded, holding the phone tightly against his ear.
‘’Oh, she is safe and sound with me. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.’’
Click.
‘’Christian, please let me go back to Jack!’’ Y/N exclaimed, knees propped up on the hot leather passenger seat of his car.
‘’Shut up!’’ He gave her a glare, eyes locked on hers for a split second before turning his attention on the road again.
Her sigh escalated through her, a switch on the radio echoed through her ears, making her spine twitch.
‘’Ten, nine, eight, seven rabbits running to the finish line
Johnny shot a fucking triple with his brand new AR-15.’’
Christian drove at about 70 miles per hour on the road, the speed he was going for was probably illegal as hell.
‘’Hey uh, Chrisitan? Can you slow down just-just a bit?’’ She felt her heart sink down to her stomach, Y/N felt helpless.
‘’Hey Christian? Can you please slow down!?’’ Her voice rose, finally catching his attention for a split second. The car came to a dead stop in the middle of nowhere, no street lights around, just pitch black dark.
Christian hopped out of the car, without her knowing, he opened the passenger door and persuaded Y/N to at least come out of the car and have a talk with him.
‘’How when my fucking arms are tied around my back?’’ She looked at him like he had lost his mind, all she wanted was for him to let her go and return back to Jack.
‘’I’ll help you, okay? Chill out.’’ He remained calm, and didn’t snap like he did earlier in the arena.
He proceeded to help her out of his car, and unfastened the rope that was pressured against her raw wrists.
‘’Th-thanks.’’ She favored her wrists, before turning her attention to the man who took her out of the Daily’s Palace arena.
‘’Listen, I don’t want you to be alarmed of any sort but…’’ He trailed off, trying to choke out the words he was going to tell her.
‘’Fuck. Uh, I really like you, in reality. Look, I didn’t mean to tell you to shut up earlier, or tie your wrists behind your back. I was just trying to do Jack a favor, alright? I seriously like you.’’ Christian’s cheeks blossomed red, darting a hand through his blonde hair.
‘’Oh, really?’’ Y/N placed her hands on the solid hood of his car, giving him somewhat of a glare as in ‘’I don’t believe you.’’
‘’Yes. I’m not kidding. I like, I mean, love you Y/N. Ever since I have laid my eyes on you, all I could do was think about Jack having you before I could have you. It’s not jealousy–’’
She vocalized a ‘’mhm’’ sound, and took a sharp exhale of breath.
‘’Now that I think about it, I kind of did have a crush on you as well. Just for a little while,’’ She proclaimed, inching closer to the man who was her enemy.
‘’I— I fucking hated your guts, not gonna lie.’’ She spat out, laughing.
Christian inched closer to Y/N, decimeters away from her face.
‘’I knew you were gonna say that,’’ He whispered softly.
The awkward silence drew in, you couldn’t hear birds chirping, not even a single soul was out there. That’s how quiet it was.
His pink lips suddenly pressed onto her’s.
Her body froze solid into his larger frame with her eyes closed, as she trusted him just for a few seconds, accepting the kiss.
What if Jack finds out I kissed Chrisitan Cage, his mentor? She mentally added.
He wrapped his muscular arms around her skinny waist, tightening the grip on her with fiery passion of ‘’I want to be with this woman.’’
I just kissed Jack’s mentor.
A single clear raindrop plopped onto Y/N’s head, she hummed and had her hands resting on each side of his shoulders. Thousands of thoughts were pondering over both their heads, the thoughts of ‘’what if’s’’ and ‘’what will happen’’. Rain began to scream down on them, they hugged each other motionlessly while the rain didn’t bother them quite a bit.
Christian’s brown leather jacket shriveled off of his body, hitting the hood of his car that both of their body weights were holding. He lifted Y/N’s chin up slowly, and leaned in for the kiss again.
‘’I l-love you,’’ He told her.
A million times he had told her that like a broken record.
He wanted Y/N for himself.
She kissed him until her lips were completely dry, hand resting on the back of his head as his larger hand somehow locked with her’s.
‘’I love you too, Christian.’’
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Hey hon! Could I get a hater Fuck with Jungle Boy? 👀 The dirtier the better! 🖤💜
Thank you so much!!
Hi sweetie ❤️ Sure thing 😉
You’re welcome and I hope this was worth the wait 😂
A/N: UNEDITED. This contains Degradation King. Read it at your own risk
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The nightclub lighting was making his head spin, Jack felt the upcoming migraine that was about to hit him any time now. And all because of her…that fucking selfish bitch! From where he was sitting he could see her on the dance floor, rubbing herself against some random dude. It was the fourth guy in less than three hours, but it’s not like he was counting or anything. The blonde girl by his side was talking nonstop and Jack wished she would shut up by now. He didn’t care about her or her life and judging by how obnoxious she is already, she wouldn’t be coming back to the hotel with him.
His eyes were fixed on the dance floor, on her. Deceit was her middle name, the fucking cheeky bitch had tricked him once again. He told himself countless times that he wasn’t going to be her chewing toy, that he wasn't going to wait for her any longer and that she would never lay on his bed ever again. But that bitch was skilled in making him yearn for her and her only, she knew exactly what to do and how to do it. No one compared to her and that was a fucking nightmare! He couldn’t replace her and it wasn’t for lack of trying, his body restlessly tried to ease its needs with other women but his mind was always on her, on what she could do and how all of those women weren’t her.
He noticed how her eyes were glued to him every time she pulled a random asshole to dance, she might be rubbing herself against them but she was his! She was dancing for him, putting him under her spell again, alluring him with her magic. Jack couldn’t take this anymore, he needed to leave before he ended up doing something stupid. The minute he stood up from his seat and managed to free himself from the hot blonde’s vicious grip, he noticed her going out the small emergency door by his side. Everything in him screamed that he should leave before it was too late, but as always, he thought with his dick and decided to follow her outside.
“Are you done playing your stupid games?” Jack’s voice was filled with rage and envy. You chuckled as you lit up your cigarette “What’s wrong, Jackie? Jealous?”. The snarky tone in your voice made him cut the distance between you “You’re so full of yourself, aren’t you?” His eyes narrowed and he was speechless with your next statement.
“I’d rather be full of you though” Your nails softly scratched his pecs through his white shirt “And I know that deep down you want this too” You blew the smoke on his face, making him growl in annoyance.
“Don’t lie to me, Jack. We both know why you came out here” Your hand cupped his erection through the jeans “We both know what you’re looking for”. Jack’s eyes closed when he felt your lips brushing against his. He leaned forward, capturing your lips in a famished kiss. His body was buzzing with excitement and need, you were his addiction, his craving, and this was the moment where his abstinence would finally come to an end. He was breathless as he took a step back and unzipped his jeans “Turn around”. Your hands quickly pulled your skirt up your thighs before turning around. One of his hands pushed your head against the concrete as the other pulled your hips closer to him. He entered you with one painfully slow thrust, making you complain “Faster”. His mocking chuckle filled your heart with anger that soon subsided when he snapped his hips against your ass with a brutal force. “You always liked to be fucked like the cheapest whore in town” His voice was raspy against your ear “You like when I make you my own little fuck toy, don’t you, princess?” Jack’s fingers were letting deep nail marks on your hips from his vicious grip.
You cackled and looked over your shoulder at him, the mere sight of you made his thrusting pace go feral “That’s because I’m your favorite fuck toy, daddy. The only one who can make you come to the back alley and beg for a quick fuck”. At the end of your statement, one of his hands left your hip to press your face against the harsh concrete wall “Oh you little bitch, you’re gonna pay for that later”.
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Synthetic Love
Part 4: Trouble in Paradise Part 2
Summery: Y/N now realizes that she can no longer trust Jack Perry....
Warning: slut shaming
Tags: @shawtys-things
Y/N's POV
The following morning came as I wake up next to Jack Perry with a hangover as I slowly got out of bed and put on my clean clothes and shoes and immediately and quickly walked out of Jack Perry's hotel room and quickly made my way towards Skye and Willow's hotel room as I opened the door and see Skye and Willow looking really pissed off at me I knew I was in trouble
"dude where the fuck were you last night?" Skye asked me as I looked at Willow then back at Skye as I cleared my throat
"I left with someone at the club cause I was drunk" I explained as Skye sighed deeply and Willow looked up at me
"you're in trouble y/n... Anna Jay found out about you and Jack Perry" Willow explains as my eyes went wide and I felt my stomach turn
"who's Anna Jay?" I asked very confused as Skye looked at me still pissed off as usual
"she's Jack Perry's girlfriend and you slept with him it's all over social media she even found the video it's on Twitter" Skye said as I immediately went on my phone and go to Twitter as I found the tagged video of me and Jack Perry having sex last night as I read Anna Jay's post and sink down onto the floor reading her post
annajay___: count your days bitch I'm coming for you
After watching the video I immediately scrolled through the comments and read some of the nastiest comments that made my stomach turn and my heart shattered even more
"ew what a complete slut"
"Tony Khan is now hiring sluts to fuck every male roster"
"Anna Jay deserves better"
"kick her ass Anna she fucking deserves it"
"not a fan of y/n anymore"
"Tony, fire that skank ass bitch"
I couldn't read the comments anymore as I begin to cry hard knowing I screwed up badly as Skye turns to look at Willow and walks out of the hotel room with her as I was now left alone crying and hurting as I hear my phone buzzing and I picked it up to see Jack Perry's message which made my blood boil
Jack P: I told Anna everything enjoy getting your ass kicked and embarrassed slut
I immediately threw my phone across the room in anger as I cried even more harder as I hear my phone buzzing again as I went to pick it up and read the message that was an unknown number
???: y/n don't ask who this is and how I got your number find me after Dynamite room 203
I began to question myself as to who could've sent this to me as I begin to hop into the shower and cleaned myself up and wipe off the makeup and put on my comfy clothes and a hoodie and waited till after dynamite to see who would want to see me I hope and pray it's not Anna Jay or Jack Perry....
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Had It Coming Part 4!?!?!?!!
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING SO HERE IT IS
Had It Coming Part 4 (Christian Cage x Female Reader/Hook's Sister/Jack Perry's Ex):
Summary: It seems that you and Christian are going strong. But how does that sit with your ex-boyfriend, Jack Perry?
Word Count: 2.3K (Please accept as an apology for being so late)
Supreme Speaks: thank you guys so much for supporting this series and showing it love. it really means a lot to me. okay, I ain't gonna waste your time any longer. Here is the anticipated part four of this series (it has a dark portrayal of Jack, you don't have to read if you're uncomfortable). Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.
Warnings: DARK PORTRAYAL OF JACK (tw: obsessive, stalking, in the denial stage, borderline yandere vibes tbh), suggestive mentions, explicit language, proofread to the best of my abilities
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It’s been 33 days since he saw you walk away from him with his former mentor and best friend.
And Jack is going crazy.
He legitimately lost it.
Everyone can see it on his face. But they can’t help him…they can only watch as he unravels and continues to ruin his own life. After seeing you run off in the sunset with Christian, Jack became uncharacteristically silent. He wouldn’t even talk to Anna, and when he did, it was screaming and placing blame on her. Anna, who truly wanted to help him, was broken up with before she could even do so. You found that out in the locker room as she was crying to Tay Melo, a sight that was so bittersweet for you to watch.
Jack would walk around the halls, bags under his eyes, genuine stress marrying his facial features, wearing all-black clothes, hair matted, and not utter a single word to anyone. It got so bad that Tony wouldn’t even put him on the screen. He would spend his evenings in the arenas sitting in a corner on top of boxes, just looking over your contact. His thumb would caress your face through the phone screen as his eyes lingered on the contact name “Sunshine.” He tried texting you, asking for you to come back. You never answered. For some reason, he thought changing your name and breaking up with Anna would be enough for you to come back.
It wasn’t.
But even though you didn’t come near him, two people would come near him, offering friendship and shoulders to lean on: Austin and Colton Gunn. They would try their best to get Jack chatting with them as they filled his ears with loud jokes, obnoxious laughter, and weird banter. Although he never cracked a smile, the Gunns were resilient and still provided him with company.
“Hey, Jackie-boy,” Austin said cheerfully, walking up to the sulking wrestler, who would mumble a response. “How ya doing?”
“Man you should have been at the party last night,” Colton said bumping his shoulder. “You could use a night out. There was this insanely cute girl that is exactly your type-” Jack shook his head. Colton looked at his brother before nodding to Jack.
Austin sighed, “Look man, we get it that it’s been a rough month and a half. You lost your best friend, other best friend, title, and girlfriend-“
“I didn’t lose Y/N.” Jack snapped, looking up at the brothers.
Colton and Austin quickly side-eyed each other before Austin continued, “I was talking about Anna…but bro and I mean this respectfully, Y/N left you a while ago.”
“Anna and I were never together. She doesn’t matter to me. Y/N didn’t leave me. We are just going through a rough patch right now.” Jack said while running his fingers through his hair. “It’s not my fault.”
“We’re not saying that it is. We’re just trying to say that maybe there is no future where you and Y/N are together. You need to accept it.”
“No, I’m not going to accept it because it’s not true!” He shouted, startling the Gunns, with Colton hugging Austin in fear. Jack lowered his voice as he continued to talk, “It’s not my fault. It’s not her fault. It’s Christian’s fault.” He whispered to himself. “I didn’t lose my beautiful, innocent, and sweet girlfriend to Christian. That could never happen. He took her from me! Just like how he took my best friend and credit for my career. He just takes everything from me.”
Colton said taking a step forward, “Jack-“
Jack stood up from the boxes, looking into Colton’s eyes with anger, determination, and bitterness, “He filled her head with these images that I’m not the one for her. That he’s better than me. He basically kidnapped her, come to think about it. Yeah…he kidnapped my precious Y/N and started feeding these lies to her. And to make matters worse, Anna came back into the picture and distracted me from realizing it. That’s what happened.” He poked Colton’s chest as he finished his statement, “And I fully intend to get her back.” He swiftly walked away from the brothers as they stared in disbelief.
Austin looked up at Colton, “He is not okay. Where do you think he’s going?”
“It’s 9:00, he's off to do his favorite activity.”
That consisted of Jack watching you from afar when you were by yourself or with your girlfriends; curious if you missed him, if you cried over him, if you were dying to run back to him for safety, comfort, and love.
The answer was no. None of the above.
But the second he saw you with Christian, his stomach would turn and he would run away, not wanting to see the bitter and disgusting man with the love of his life. Jack is miserable, but you? Oh girl, you are thriving right now.
It seemed the longer you and Christian dated, the bigger the smile on your face would get. As Christian stated, if you wanted something, all you had to do was ask. And he has continued to keep that promise. Nowadays, all you have to do is look at him as it seems that he can read your mind. The newest Louboutin heels? He bought them in 5 different colors. You feeling stressed and want to escape? He booked a yacht. You want to ride something while on the yacht? He’s already underneath you, allowing you to take control.
He was a gentleman to you; dropping everything just to assist you, even for a second. You didn’t have to worry about doing a single thing. As long as Christian is beside you, you are sure to be treated like the Princess you are. Hell, he even changed your stance in wrestling. As you were no longer bound by Jack, you took the necessary steps to reconcile with your brother, Tyler (Hook).
As Christian filled your life with love, positivity, and care, you realized that the FTW championship wasn’t something you wanted. So after a couple of defenses, you relinquished it, crowned Tyler the official champion, and started to manage Christian full-time.
But this wasn’t a parasitic relationship where you got all the benefits. Oh no. Christian loved being around you. It just felt right having you near him, with a hand lingering around your waist. Not only did you feed every single one of his sexual and physical needs, you also met and exceeded his emotional needs. You made him feel heard and seen. You see him in a different light than everyone else. He is letting his humane side be seen more now that you are always with him. Because to you, he is more than your lover, he is your protector and motivation.
He is also a great man of taste…
“Willow, he is so sweet! Just yesterday, he drove 45 minutes to sleep beside me because I couldn’t fall asleep. And then, he brought a chef to cook my favorite breakfast!” You yelled out to your best friend while getting dressed for Dynamite.
“That’s great Y/N, I’m so happy to see you smiling again. I haven’t seen you this happy in a while.” Willow said with a grin on her face. To everyone, your relationship with Christian was no more than a typical “sugar baby” transaction. But it was nothing like that, and Willow saw that.
You stepped out in your new dress that complimented your skin tone beautifully. “I know, he truly makes me happy.” As you were about to speak again, there was a knock at the door. You squealed, running to open it and seeing a medium-sized bouquet of white roses. You thanked the man before closing the door. “He always sends me flowers every Wednesday.” You said as you put the vase down. Willow got up and examined them. “But he never gets me white; they’re either red, pink, or orange.”
“Maybe he’s full of surprises,” Willow said as she got closer to the vase. There was another knock at the door, you went to answer it as Willow started to speak again. “Y/N, there is-“ She was cut off by your sequel again. She looked back at you to see you give Christian a soft kiss.
“Hi Princess, how are you?” Christian said hugging you with one arm, the other was behind his back. He twirled you around, “You look gorgeous.”
“Thank you, baby.” You said, placing a kiss on his cheek. Christian greeted Willow while still trying to hide his arm behind his back. “What are you hiding?”
“Well, it is Wednesday and you know I give you flowers-“
You smiled as you cut him off, “Baby, I already got the flowers you sent me. They are beautiful.”
Christian’s face screwed up in confusion, “What are you talking about?” He moved his arm from behind his back to reveal a much larger bouquet of red roses. “The flowers I got you are right here, I wanted to personally deliver them myself today.”
The color drained from your face as you took your boyfriend’s flowers and looked behind you. Willow held the roses in one hand and a paper in the other, as she read the note, the color drained from her face as well. “You need to read this.” She gave you the note. It would have been a very sweet and flattering one….if it was sent from your boyfriend.
Your laughter, a melody, a joyful song,
In my embrace, is where you belong.
Each moment with you, a cherished delight,
You're my sunshine, my morning light.
Love J
Your heart started racing as Christian ripped the note, took the flowers from Willow, and them in the trash. “He’s a piece of shit. That bastard.” He looked at you, who was in shock and disgust. He hugged you tightly, avoiding the roses he got you. “He just needs to leave you alone.”
“Yeah, I’m going to make sure of it.” You said before gently placing the red roses down on the table, taking over from where those distracting and bitter white roses once were.
“No, you will not. You let me handle it, I don’t him anywhere near you. He put you through shit before and I’m not letting that happen.” Christian said getting angrier by the minute, obviously not at you. “I’m going to get Luchasuarus to accompany you tonight. My woman will not go anywhere near him.” He said sternly.
Did you listen? No. Of course not. You left way before Luchasaurus got to your locker room door.
Your heels clicked along the halls as you were trying to find your ex-boyfriend. Anger was pounding through your blood as you carefully looked for him. You were about to turn to go down another hallway until you saw his matted hair in a bun. You stormed towards him, calling out his name. Jack turned around and immediately lit up at your figure getting closer, even though your facial expression was anything but happy.
"Y/N-"
You cut him off by sharply slapping him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" You angrily asked him, not giving him a moment to register anything.
"Sunshine-" He sweetly started to say
"How dare you send me flowers and address me like that? We are not together. That was clear when you cheated on me with Anna"
Jack's face became angry as he spat out, "Don't talk like that. Anna means nothing to me. You love me and I love you. That backstabbing, lunatic, bastard is messing with your mind. Sunshine, just come back with me. Stop this little game of yours, you're letting him get the best of you."
"Jack, stop. I am with Christian; he treats me with love and respect. He actually cares about me and my feelings and treats me like royalty. Much better than the low-down and disgusting ways that you have shown. The only lunatic around here is you. You don't care about me."
"Don't say that!" He yelled, grabbing your arm harshly, "I love you Y/N! He's not the one! I am! Just come back with me and everything will be fine!"
You were struggling to pull your arm away from the man you once loved. Then a voice shouted down the hall, making Jack take his hand off of you. You turned around to find your boyfriend and your supposed bodyguard. Christian gently placed you behind him. "I'll talk to you later about this." He quietly said to you before turning his attention to Jack. "Listen, you have one more time to pull some shit like this-"
"Shut up! This is between me and my girlfriend-"
"MY girlfriend, MY woman, your ex. You have no reason to talk to her anymore. I'll be damned if you try to come between us or weasel your way back into her life." Christian stepped closer to Jack, looking down at him. "Leave her the fuck alone, little boy. Or the next main event for you will be your funeral."
Jack rolled his eyes as Christian grabbed your hand and kissed it before leading you and Luchasaurus down the hallway, away from your ex. You quickly looked back with bitterness and a glare as you turned the corner. But to Jack, that was a look of hope and desperation.
Desperation to get away from Christian, the man who drove you two apart. But also he could have sworn that your eyes were delivering him a message, a message of love and secrecy that was directly for him. "I'm going to save you from this Y/N. You don't have to pretend to have feelings for him much longer. I see your plan, and I understand it. It's genius. As those white roses signify, it will be a new beginning for us. And then, when it's all said and done, Christian will finally see who the real man is."
And according to Jack,
Christian had it coming…
And he only had himself to blame.
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Can I request #30 off the NSFW prompt list with Jungle Boy?
• touch starved — jungle boy •
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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlists } | { jungle boy masterlist }
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{ summary } — it’s your first night back after a serious injury, jack being completely unaware of your return and quite frankly, sex deprived, begs you to touch him
{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, switch!reader, handjobs, public sex, switch x switch dynamic, teasing, cumshots, edging, multiple orgasms, begging, male + female orgasm, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, squirting, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie
{ word count } — 610
{ pairing } — fem!reader x jungle boy
{ genre } — smut
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{ 30 } — i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me right now
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it had been months since he saw you last
months since he last felt your warmth, kissed you, tasted you
he’s craving your touch
even more so now the both you were currently at work
still so close but far enough to miss each other
jack found himself in the secluded hallways of the area
you locked with his lips
hands so needy, but not allowed to do more than fumble with zippers and ties
“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me right now” he whimpered, feeling more touch starved than usual when you were not around
“anything?” you pulled away from his lips momentarily
“yes…anything, sweetheart”
his breathing was frantic
his cock strained in his ring gear
the poor boy looks like he hadn’t gotten off in days
“just relax for me”
jack let out a small sigh of relief as you pried his cock from his trunks
slowly beginning to jerk him off
“feel better?”
“y-yes…” he whined through gritted teeth, sweat starting to gather at his hairline making the luscious curls stick to his skin
his back arched again the cold brick wall
adoring the way your hand worked around his shaft
your eyes never breaking their gaze from his
“fuck…i’ve missed you so much…”
jack spoke through a particularly loud groan
one of which you silenced with a harsh kiss to his lips
pulling away breathlessly
“i know…me too, baby”
“god…need to fuck you so bad”
the pleasure made tears well in his eyes, hips bucking upward to meet the movement of your hands
“cum for me first, okay?”
he gave a small nod
the muscles in his abdomen tightening with release
his cum warm against your skin
coating your knuckles white
he gave a breathless moan, his cock twitching against his stomach as you released him from your grasp
“sit down” you words were soft in his ear, bringing up your hand to lick his cum from your knuckles
“what if someone sees us?” he questioned yet still complied
lowering himself back against the wall
“guess they’ll just have to watch then” you remarked, lowering yourself down onto his cock
oh god how you missed the feeling
his cock spreading your folds so deliciously
stretching you out until your cunt was gripping his size
“oh s-shit-“ he gasped, stuttering over his words as you began to bounce on his cock
“oh my god, sweetheart” he panted, tongue jutting out to wet his lips as you leaned in for another heated kiss
“you feel so good…”
“you do too…” you muttered against his lips trying to keep yourselves quiet
“you make me feel so full, jack…i love it so much”
“me too, baby…now be a good girl and keep quiet for me okay?”
you nodded, burying your head into his shoulder
jack held you tight against his chest, thrusting up into you with light strokes
“you gonna cum?” you questioned, words muttered into his skin
feeling his cock throb deep within your warmth
he gave a simple nod, an arm wrapping around your waist while the other smoothed stray strands of hair from your face
your lips remained close to his, swallowing each others breaths and moans
spilling over around his cock while he pressed short, sweet kisses to your jawline and chin
he followed suit, filling you up as he intended,
his warmth seeping from your sweet folds as he pulled out
admiring the sight of you i top of him for a moment
“you better fix yourself up…” you mentioned, still starting to catch your breath as you placed a gentle kiss to his lips
“don’t you have a match next?”
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Heartbreaker | J.P.
Summary: You betray the man that helped you get a Championship.
Author's Note: Who wants angst on this fine Tuesday morning? I am thinking about him a lot bro. Let's bring on Full Gear.
"You look great with that gold on your shoulder but I think it looks better around you waist," Jack smiled while grabbing the belt from your arms. He placed the belt around you and clipped it. His hands lingered on your waist.
You turned to look at him. His brown eyes full of innocence and warmth. He trusted you. After he was betrayed so many times before he still opened his heart to you. He looked down at your lips and leaned in as if to kiss you. You turned away from him so he kissed your cheek.
"Jack, listen, i-I have something to tell you. Tonight Christian is going to-" you stopped once Christian's reflection appeared in the mirror. You two were no longer alone.
"He already told me. He believes in me. I'm going to go out there and win in front of you and my mom and sister," he smiled proudly. His mentor believing in him was one of the greatest achievements in his career. "Are you ready to go?"
You nodded and walked with him to the curtains.
The match was hard fought by Jack but he ended up losing. Despite your best efforts to hype him and the crowd up. You started a chant for his name and continuously pounded your fists against the mat. He was injured and it hindered him from winning.
"I still can't believe you won. Well of course I can because i helped train you," he smiled and patted the belt. You looked down suddenly feeling like it gained 20 pounds more.
"Do you trust me? You know i would never want you hurt, right?" You asked quickly. You spoke as fast as your heart was raving. Your heart pounded so loud you could barely hear him.
"What's wrong?"
Tarzan Boy blasted through the speakers of the arena. Jack looked at you apologetically as he walked out to the ramp. You followed behind him with a loud pop from the crowd. You high fived people as you walked down.
Once the match concluded, Christian walked to the mat looking like a concerned parent. Your eyes darted between the two men. You begged him not to do it. Christian waved his hand at you to motion for you to be quiet.
Jack limped towards the ropes as one of the AEW personnel tried to assist him. Christian patted Jungle Boy's chest to comfort him. False words of encouragement could be heard faintly. He placed his student's arm over his shoulder and assisted with his walking.
The personnel slid out of the ring first. He lowered the rope to give the injured wrestler more space. You sighed in relief. Maybe Christian would have a change of heart about the whole thing. All hopes of harmony were quickly dashed.
Christian grabbed Perry's hips and pulled him to the middle of the ring. He performed the Killswitch. You watched in horror as Jack laid motionless in the middle of the ring. The crowd went crazy as the betrayal unfolded before them. Christian grabbed his hair and started yelling at him.
He hovered over him like an animal would to their wounded prey. His eyes scanned the arena until they locked in on Jack's family. A cocky smile plastered on his face. Christian slipped out of the ring and grabbed two chairs.
Referees tried to interfere. When Christian moved to strike them they backed down. This left Jungle Boy to fend for himself. There was no stopping what was about to unfold.
The chairs were used to continue the assault. One chair was placed under Jack's head. Christian grabbed the other chair and stood tall and proud in the middle of the ring. You couldn't dare look at Jack's family or what happened next. You closed your eyes and covered your ears.
The sound of steel hitting steel made your stomach churn. You prayed all of this was finally over. You opened your eyes to see Christian rolling Jack over. He lounged on him as if he was just furniture.
Christian stood up and motioned for you to come in the ring. You shook your head not wanting any part in this. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground next to him.
You obeyed not wanting him to turn on you. Jack's body laid motionless. His chest slowly rising up and down to show he was at least breathing. He threw his leather jacket over Jack's face.
"Stand on his chest over his heart. You could have saved him. You did this," he blamed you. He was right. A part of this was your fault. You slowly followed his orders. Your white converse stood on his chest just above his heart. Christian grabbed your hand and raised it high.
For the first time in your career, the crowd booed you.
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