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plentyoffandoms · 1 year

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Day 21 🎃 Nipple Play & Praise Kink

MJF x f/Reader (18+)

Requested by @biforrollynch

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. NSFW under the cut

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

I hope you like it.

MJF's POV:

My hands are gripping her hips tightly. My head is flung back against the headboard as she is slowly riding me.

She is moving so slow, that it feels like torture but I can't ask her to go faster or YN will fucking stop and I do not want that.

Not when her pussy is hugging my cock just right. Clenching here and there, making me choke out her name whenever she tells me how well I am doing.

"You're so big Max. You close baby?" I nodded my head yes as I was hopping she would just let me fuck her how I want too.

"Hold off for me baby and you will get a special treat?" That had my attention, but then she did something that had me teetering even closer to the edge than I already am.

She started to play with my nipples. I whined when I felt her tongue start to flick and lick on one and her hand played with the other one.

I gasped when she blew on my wet nipple and she just smiled. "I can feel you twitching baby. You are doing so well. Just hold off for a bit longer. You can do that for me can't you?"

I was about to answer when she leaned down once more and bit my other nipple. My hips bucked up and the two of us moaned.

"Now now Max, that wasn't really nice. I think I have to stop." YN made a show of trying to get off of me.

"No please. Need you to stay. Need to cum. Need you." I was a mess as I begged her.

"Then fuck me how you want to fuck me Max and cum for me." I broke.

I flipped us over and I practically rutted into her as I chased my high. I went from barely pulling out of her soaked heat to slamming into her over and over again.

"Max, just like that. Fuck, fuck MAX." YN screamed out my name as I fucked her throw her orgasm. I was close. So very close, but I just needed that push.

YN bit down hard on my nipple and I cried out her name as I came deep inside of her. My eyes closed, my mouth hanging open as I came.

With a shaky breath, I pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed next to her, pulling her into my arms as she snuggled into me.

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claymorexpunisher · 4 months

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Mercury (18+ AEW Oneshot)

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

Pairing(s): MJF/Fem. Reader

Summary: MJF and Reader hate each other. Naturally, smut ensues...

Tag(s): 18+, hatefucking, PIV, hairpulling, marking, dubious consent.

Word Count: 540

This was requested by @smallestsnarkestgirl I'm sorry this is so short. But I really hope you like it! :)

Mercury was clearly in retrograde.

That's the only reason I could think of as to why I had called Maxwell, invited him to my home and I found myself underneath him, writhing and moaning as he groped my body with erratic touches.

I hissed, making him smirk as he pinched my nipples before he resumed kneading my breasts, leaning down to take one into his mouth and then the other, biting down on the sensitive buds and sending electric currents all the way down to my toes.

Barely any coherent words were exchanged, except for a gruff 'Don't. Move." from Max as my body continued to writhe and my nails dug into his wrists, not knowing if I wanted him on or off me.

Our dynamic was... intense, to say the least.

When I first came to AEW, we felt an indifference, at the most, toward one another.

But the more we interacted, the more our mutual indifference grew into an obnoxious mixture between unfiltered lust and blinding hatred.

Just his presence alone began to grate on every fiber of my being, fueled by the fact that, yeah, Max was definitely an attractive guy.

But I didn't want to find Max attractive.

And he swore he didn't find me attractive.

But I wasn't stupid.

So, every chance I got I poked and teased Max, only to pull away at the last second, as soon as I knew that I had him where I wanted him.

Tonight, though, it was definitely the other way around.

He had me where he wanted me, but I wasn't going down without a fight.

I let out a growl, biting into his shoulder as I felt his hard cock enter my slick pussy.

I got some satisfaction as I heard him hiss in both pain and pleasure in response, but that satisfaction was quickly extinguished by his next words.

"That was easy... you sure you're not liking this, sweetheart?" Max breathed into my ear, his voice filling the walls of my bedroom after what feels like hours of just animalistic sounds.

I could hear the smirk in his voice and instead of answering him verbally, I retaliated by tightening up my pussy in a vicelike grip around his cock, chuckling as a drawn-out groan flew out of his mouth.

"Are you?" I finally shot back, hissing and biting at his bottom lip as he gripped a fistful of my hair and pulling my head back until my neck was accessible to him.

I let out a loud moan without meaning to and my body trembled as he bit and sucked on my neck like a hungry vampire.

For a moment, my body went pliant.

All of my senses seemed to short circuit until I remembered myself and began thrashing again, chest heaving as I scratched at his chest despite the way I moaned as his deep and thorough thrusting continued.

"Shut up." Max said in a clipped tone, muffling my angry growls and moans with his palm.

"That's better." He smirked as he watched my eyes involuntarily roll into the back of my head as his cock nudged a particularly sensitive spot inside of me and my brain short-circuited once more.

Fucking Mercury... that bitch.

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seeingstarks · 9 months

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best + bitter = better

prompt : hi can you write a fluff about reader being married to MJF or can you write a fluff about reader being MJF wife and bring reader and MJF child to AEW for the first time to watch MJF wrestle? requested from : @sunrise28sblog summary : exhausted from being on the road you hope to sleep in with your husband, maxwell. instead you both wake up early and enjoy the morning together. pairing : mjf x afab!reader (pre-established relationship - husband/wife) cw : cuddling, teasing if you squint super hard, pillow fights, lap-sitting, blushing, implied pregnancy, mentions of parenting, kissing, basically pure fluff! a/n : i did most of the first request but a dash of the second, i hope you enjoy it! as always reblogs are very much appreciated! word count : 639 words tag list : @adamjf , @josiewrites gif credit : @adamjf

being married to the devil himself came with it's luxuries. he'd spoil you without even asking. taking notice of the little things, you were the one who finally broke his walls down and saw the sweet to his so-called bitter side that everyone warned you about. maxwell had trust issues ever since his ex-fiancé called it splits but the moment he set eyes on you he had a change of heart. putting every ounce of trust in you, doing the same while feeling safe in his arms.

groaning as the bright sun peaked through the curtains you wished to sleep in beside your husband but morning seemed to have other plans.

he was still sound asleep with one arm wrapped firmly around your waist, holding you close as if his life depended on it.

today was supposed to be the day you both got to sleep in with one another having time off from all elite but no matter how hard you tried your slumber was no more.

there was plenty of room on your shared king size mattress however maxwell wanted to be pressed up against you, his nose rubbing along your neck ever so slightly as he took in the scent of your shampoo.

you didn't mind his company in the slightest, rather adoring it as you glanced over to meet his chocolate eyes which opened up slowly, his brown locks still a mess from sleeping on the pillows and waking up from his beauty sleep.

"g'mornin' sleepy head." you smiled at your husband and stretched a bit, only waking up a few minutes before him.

maxwell sighed as he looked at the time, knowing that the two of you both wanted to sleep in longer after such a rigorous work schedule and being on the road but he didn't mind either as long as it was with you, his wife.

he leaned over to place a soft kiss against your neck, "good morning, mrs. y/n. friedman."

your cheeks started to heat up the moment he called you by your full legal name, you'd been married for almost a year now but would never get over the fact you were actually his wife.

"it's so cute when you blush, y/n."

"oh, shush.. maxwell."

"that can be arranged." the same smirk you knew all too well spread along his lips as you threw a pillow at the love of your life.

he caught the pillow with his face, gasping and placing a hand to his chest as an 'how dare you' moment when his eyes met with yours.

a chuckle escaped your lips when you made way to take cover under the blankets from any incoming fire of pillows however your efforts were too late when coming in contact with a face full of pillow and seeing maxwell with a grin on his face.

"oh, it's on now." you grabbed another pillow as he did the same, the two of you having a wrestling match of sorts before maxwell scooped you up in his arms and sat you on his lap, "so does this mean i win?"

"nope, you gotta' pin me to win.. handsome."

"but.. y/n i've already won in life by being married to the most beautiful, smart, and talented person i know."

just before you and maxwell were about to kiss you heard tiny steps approach the room and a meow.

"don't worry, we didn't forget about you piper. you're our little princess while we have one on the way."

maxwell placed a loving hand on your stomach before engulfing you in a kiss, "i can't believe i'm going to be a dad. we'll be the best parents ever y/n, i just know it." he assured as you placed a hand over his and enjoyed the rest of your peaceful morning in each other's arms.

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dirtywresling102 · 1 year

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So I know this is a bit of a odd combo, but could you do a Cash Wheeler x Hook x Christian Cage x MJF x Female!Reader where they’re all a mixed faction, but these men are also all fighting for the reader constantly? I actually really love these four and I’d love to see what happens when they’re all paired together

Pairing: Cash Wheeler x Hook x Female!Reader x Christian Cage x MJF

Warnings: Men fighting over their same crush, cussing, slight obsession towards reader, bets placed about sex

Imagine Requests: Open!

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"You think she likes you? Ha!" MJF laughed in Hooks face as Hook stood there with no emotion showing what so ever. "Kid, she runs from your goofy ass hair style."

"And like you don't have a goofy ass hair style?" Christian chuckled as he tightens his boots up for the night. They were getting ready to do a promo with you which started soon.

"Yeah, Christian and I are the only ones who have a decent cut, you both look like clowns." Cash laughed, shaking his head with a smile.

"Shut up, doesn't mean Y/N likes old geezers." MJF snapped towards the two older men. "Maybe she wants them young, like me."

"I'm pretty sure I'm younger than you." Hook raised his eyebrow.

"Maybe she likes them older." Cash grinned widely, clasping a hand over Christian's back.

"Yeah!" Christian agreed.

"I bet I can get her to kiss me first!" Hook blurted out making everyone stop and stare at him. Hook bit the inside of his cheek not knowing what to say.

"Oh yeah?" MJF stood tall in front of Hook, chewing his gum and smirking. "I bet I can get her to suck my dick first." MJF raised his eyebrow in a devilish way.

Christian and Cash shared a look, not saying anything. "I bet I can get her on my dick first." Christian engaged.

"I bet I can-"

You walked through the door making all the men shutting their mouths. "You bet you can what?" You laughed, raising your eyebrow to Cash who's face became bright red. "Woah," You looked around, noticing the mood changing. "Did I kill the mood?"

All the men exhaled a breath as they knew you had no idea they were making sexual bets against you. "Nothing." Cash nervously chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

"Whatever you weirdos, the promo starts in ten, meet me in catering." You waved them goodbye and left the room.

"Way to almost ruin our bets." MJF rolled his eyes towards Cash.

"I bet I can get her to come on my tongue and fingers first." Cash smirked darkly.

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heartmix · 2 years

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It's A Rock For A Reason (MJF x Reader)

Pairing: MJF (Maxwell Jacob Friedman) x fem!reader

Word Counter: 400+ (very short because I just wanted to put something out)

Warning: mention of blood, sexual implications, I slander Chris Jericho? Not very well proofread.

A/N: I have been having major writers block, I tried many times to write a short story and even revamp one of my old wattpad ones but I couldn't.

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Max always made people mad, anywhere he went he was bound to piss someone off. Nothing new and not surprising when a new person is mad at him every week. In return that always meant you had enemies, enemies by association. You were by Max's side through everything and you wouldn't change it for the world. He was lucky to have you and he made sure to tell you that every day.

When he got into a feud with Chris Jericho it wasn't surprising. They were basically the same person but Max was a million times better. You weren't being biased, it was just the truth. As they were preparing for blood and guts with one final promo before the event you were in the ring behind Maxwell while he was face to face with Chris. The other members eying the man they were most focused on. You were just a pretty face in this feud since the Inner Circle didn't bring in a female of their own.

"What are you doing with him y/n, you know that you're so much better than this." You suddenly heard your name mentioned for the first time during this feud from the inner circle. The only time you were mentioned was when Max was bragging about you.

"She is right where she needs to be." Max gritted not liking that he brought you up.

"To busy sucking you off to get attention?" Chris smirked pissing everyone off. They may be the good guys but you were untouchable in this feud or any feud for that matter. Everyone liked you despite who you were associated with.

Before Max or anyone could go for him, you stepped in socking him square in his jaw which made him drop to the mat. None of the inner circle dared to touch you as they respected you too much. They only assisted with helping Jericho out of the ring.

"Why don't you suck off of mine while your down there?" You spoke into the mic as the who arena erupted with oooh's and cheers. That is the only time they will cheer for the pinnacle and the group enjoyed every second of it.

He started yelling profanities once he saw that he was bleeding, You looked down realizing you punched him with the hand which your engagement ring occupied. The ring still looked good and shining like the first day you saw it. Good thing you didn't fuck it up, but it shouldn't be a big deal since Max used his ring every chance he got.

"That is why I got you a rock baby." Maxwell whispered into your ear as he encircled your hips waving to the inner circle as they made their way up the ramp. Maybe you didn't mind the big diamond on your finger after all.

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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Day 17 🎃 Licking & Pegging

MJF x f/reader (18+)

Requested by @xangelonmyshoulderx

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Male getting pegged. Licking his sexy ass body. NSFW under the cut

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

I hope you like it.

MJF's POV

I was on my hands and knees on the hotel bed. I felt like my whole body was shaking at the thought of what the hell is going to happen.

But I knew this what YN has wanted to do for a long time and she has done everything I have wanted to do in bed.

I could do this one thing right?

I mean I knew for weeks this was going to happen. We even went to a sex shop and I helped her pick out the one I was least nervous about.

But the more I thought about it, the more nervous I became at the thought of having that in my ass.

I jumped slightly when I felt her hand on my back. "Shhh, it is okay Max. Nothing is going to happen to you. I promise you will like this. You know I do."

Just the thought of me fucking her ass had me twitching.

"Lay on your back baby. Let me help you relax." I did as she asked. YN had me holding my legs up a bit. "Come closer to the edge. Yeah just like that Max."

A loud groan left my lips when I felt her lips start kissing up and down my cock. Her hands rubbing my thighs.

I closed my eyes once I felt her take me fully down her throat and I wanted nothing more than to fuck her pretty mouth, but just as I was about to move my hands, she pulled away and started to lick my abs.

I looked down and couldn of cum from the look she was giving me alone. My breathing picked up as she slowly licked her way down once more towards my cock, but she didn't stop.

I moaned her name when I felt her tongue on my balls and started to lick and play with them. "Shit YN."

I was so wrapped up with what she was doing with her tongue, I didn't hear the click of the bottle or her movements.

I jumped when I felt two of her fingers at my hole. "What are you doing?"

"Gotta stretch you out baby. Come on relax. You know you have to relax."

I did my best to relax but I couldn't help but tense up here and there. The moment her fingers broke though the ring I groaned...loudly.

My breathing was laboured as she took her time stretching me out. Making sure I am good and ready for her.

"I think it is time." YN said as she pulled her fingers out of me. I watched as she put as much lube as she could on the strap on.

My body was tense when I felt it at the entrance, but I remembered to relax. If YN can take my cock up her ass, I can take this up mine.

My face immediately scrunched up when she pushed in. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. I didn't tell her to stop though.

"Doing so well for me Max. Just let me know when I can move."

I groaned when she bottomed out but she didn't move. She waited and waited but she didn't move until I whimpered out okay.

Her pace was slow at first. I knew she was watching my reaction this whole time, but the moment I groaned out for her to go faster, it was like a switch was turned on.

She was pounded me into the mattress and I could only squeal and moan her name. I cried out when she placed my legs over her shoulders and fucked me even harder.

"Touch yourself." She growled out and I was quick to wrap my hands around my leaking cock.

"Oh my God, oh my God." Was the only thing leaving my mouth before I shouted out her name as I came all over chest and got some on my face.

I groaned when YN pulled out of me and I watched through half lidded eyes as she licked up my cum from my stomach, chest and even my face.

I brought my fingers to her mouth and she was quick to clean them.

"Mmm, I told you it wouldn't be that bad."

"Doesn't mean it will happen all the time YN." I said as I was trying to catch my breathing.

"Sure Max. Whatever you say baby."

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seeingstarks · 11 months

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the cream on the cake wants to escape

summary : being newly signed to all elite wrestling, you don't know many people and expect no one to show up to your birthday party but end up with company of the devil himself and mr. best in the world. pairing : mjf x cm punk x plus size afab!reader cw : cursing, many sexual innuendos, teasing, breast grabbing/kneading, daddy/babygirl/daddy dynamic, implied cmjf references, thigh riding, cock/clit teasing, begging, male masturbation, blowjobs, dirty talk, double penetration, creampies, butt-plugs, slight bondage, ass slapping, utter filth. a/n : my birthday is in three days and with cm punk coming back soon i just had to whip something up also i love cmjf but basically this is something small i made for myself. i hope you all enjoy it though and as always reblogs are very much appreciated!! my ask box might be open soon for drabbles as i'm slowly getting the inspo for writing again. <3 there may be a few spelling/punctuation errors. word count : 2,518 words tag list : @josiewrites , @baysexuality

some of the talent backstage had their suspicions when you became apart of bullet club gold in just a matter of months after being signed to all elite wrestling.

the rumours began to spread, hushed whispers down the halls the moment you left a room. there was no getting away from your ex - however none of them knew what actually happened.

you carefully hand-wrote each invitation to your birthday party being held later that night, allowing everyone to bring a plus one. in each envelope corner you curled a cursive letter heart with your initials on it.

not knowing many people at all elite, you felt doubt that anyone would come. if you had known more people maybe they would have thrown you a surprise party instead of doing one for yourself.

with a sigh you sat down at catering after grabbing a boxed cupcake juice robinson gave you earlier but didn't have time to sit down and eat until now.

glancing around, not many seemed to even care or notice it was your birthday. they were either too wrapped up in their own lives or didn't see you sitting all alone.

pulling out a lighter from your jacket pocket you attempted to ignite the flame a few times but had no luck. "seriously, the one time where things go to absolute shit and it's my birthday!?" you cursed out weight shifting as you felt someone's presence next to you.

anyone but him. "how is my switchblade babe doin', aye? need a light?" jay questioned with a smirk before pulling out his lighter and igniting the candle on the cupcake as if it were nothing.

you rolled your eyes before even taking a glance at jay, "didn't need your help, and don't call me that. we're not together anymore. don't even know why we're in a stable together." you crossed your arms at your ex.

"wow.. last time i help a friend out. well, i'll leave ya' be then." jay stood up and walked away while you took the wrapper off your cupcake and took a bite from the sweet treat.

a single tear fell down from the corner of your eyelid, today of all days you felt most lonely. the salty liquid ran all the way down to your lips and you didn't want anyone to see you crying. luckily bullet club gold wouldn't be needing the locker room today as you booked it and locked the door behind you.

the rest of the day seemed to go by at an agonizingly slow pace, you began to set up pastel decorations and blew up a few balloons as the clock ticked down nearing the time for guests to arrive.

walking into the washroom, you fixed up your h/c hair and brushed it off to the side while fixing your black dress which hugged your curves perfectly. not having the time to put a bra on or even caring about it, you shrugged while looking in the mirror and threw a light jean jacket on over the dress while slipping on a pair of combat boots, comfort and style.

once ready, you took a seat on the sofa and waited a good ten minutes before someone knocked on the door, "coming!!"

once seeing who was in your doorway your mouth fell agape, so many questions filling your mind but words unable to form.

"you 'gonna just stand there or welcome me in, i'll move ya' if i have too." shaking your head, you simply giggled and stepped aside.

"how- when- where?" you questioned and raised an eyebrow while looking the chicago native up and down who did indeed age like fine wine.

"okay.. see lemme' explain. me and uh- let's say a co-worker of mine paid off the others not to come in order for you to have a special night, that is... if you want."

you punched phil on the chest, who didn't flinch the slightest. the chicago native pretending to be hurt and scrunching up his face, "ouch that hurt soooo much."

"i was crying earlier and this so called co-worker of yours is nowhere to be seen!" you yelled at him and punched the man once again.

"shhh, babygirl. there he is." your eyes left his and looked up to meet with a pair of dark hues belonging to the devil himself who locked the door behind him.

"aw, are you two getting started without me?" maxwell asked.

gulping thickly you hid you your face in the crook of the chicago native's neck, your cheeks starting to heat up the moment phil wrapped his large hands around your waist and gave a slight squeeze.

"so brave before and now look at her hiding... we're gonna' have fun with you tonight, such a shy doll isn't that right?" maxwell taunted and approached the two of you, the heat of his breath running down your own neck sending chills down your spine, "but tonight is all about the birthday girl.. tomorrow me and phil have our fun.. that is if you can still walk by the time we're done."

stepping away from phil momentarily, you allowed him to still hold your hips as you looked up at him with a soft smile. "well... i've always wanted to try thigh riding.." you admitted shyly while glancing between the two men as they each shared a knowing look which could only mean trouble.

"oh? whose thigh do you wanna ride first?" phil pulled you in closer, rubbing his hands along your curves and pressing his growing hard on up against you, "look what you're doing to me already baby.."

maxwell smirked as another pair of hands went behind your figure, going under your shirt and massaging your breasts as you let out a soft moan for the devil, "fuck- not wearing a bra, is that just for daddy?" he asked and pinched your nipples causing a whine to escape your lips all at the same time when phil brushed the tip of his cock up against your clothed entrance.

"n-no it mm- happened by coincidence but i will make sure to wear em' less for both my daddies." you responded with a grin.

"did you hear that phil? she's got two daddies now- will be fun adding a chick into our little adventures, hm?" max questioned the chicago native who simply nodded as the two men continued to tease you.

throwing your head back you let out another moan, your underwear soaked at this point simply by the fact of phil teasing your clothed clit with his cock and maxwell tormenting your breasts with his hands, kneading at them as your nipples hardened under his touch, "more daddy- please-" you begged and took a sharp breath.

lifting your arms up, maxwell helped rid you of the black dress and phil briefly picked you up off your feet to slip the combat boots which were discarded haphazardly toward the floor.

you looked down and attempted to take your underwear off which caused phil to shake his head, "not yet, baby. don't think we forget about your little request."

phil took his clothing off and laid back on the sofa, luring you over with a finger wave as you straddled his thigh he pushed his knee up against your clit.

"go ahead and get off on my thigh, babygirl." your cheeks heated up once given permission as you began to ride his thigh, soft whimpers and moans already falling from your lips at the friction being created from your underwear.

"look at you.. soaked already and you haven't even had a cock inside you yet. just imagine how messy you're gonna be with both me and max inside you." the mere thought of what phil just said caused you to ride his thigh even faster, the moans becoming louder, your attention being adverted for a moment as you looked over in the corner to see maxwell jerking himself off in the chair, "don't stop doll, 'wanna watch." he spoke with a pant and you kept eye contact with maxwell while moaning out, "mmm-fuck!"

you were clearly falling apart on the chicago native, his cock hard while watching the curved beauty above him get off on just his thigh. "daddy- i'm so close-" you whined and grinded up against the man before making even more of a mess in your underwear.

"fuck- i'm close too babygirl-" maxwell spoke in broken breaths and phil gave you the okay to leave his thigh but not before he took your underwear as a sort of token to his accomplishments.

you crawled off the sofa, ass in the air which was definitely a sight to see for phil as your clit was still soaked from moments before. you dropped down to your knees infront of maxwell who had cum already dripping from the tip of his cock.

you stuck your tongue out and gave him kitten licks, looking up at maxwell with hooded eyes as his hands wrapped around in your hair and tugged gently while you took more of his length in and sucked lovingly. the man was already edging himself so it didn't take long for him to fill the entirety of your mouth with his warm seed, "i forgot to buy cake but that was some good as hell frosting." you smirked and wiped the remainder of the cum off your lips.

"always more where that came from, baby. however when the clock strikes midnight we get to have fun our way."

"what does your way entail exactly, phil?" you asked in a shy tone.

"well.. let's just say instead of crying over a stupid ex it will be because of overstimulation or.." phil looked around the room, a smirk growing on his lips, "cause we tied you up with this pastel ribbon. all depends if you're a good girl for us or not. isn't that right?"

you nodded your head, "yes sir, but i rather like that idea."

maxwell stood up from the chair and approached you, "what do you say we try it out tonight?"

you nodded your head so fast if you were a bobble head it would have popped off, eager to have more fun with the two men. "yes, pretty please."

"oh.. look how desperate she is to be tied up and filled with two cocks... think she can handle us both at the same time?" maxwell asked phil.

"let's find out and see."

phil picked you up and carried you to the sofa, placing kisses on each wrist before tying them together with pastel ribbon.

"ass up, legs spread." maxwell used a demanding tone of voice which had you dripping, he ran his fingers along your folds, "such a good girl already. prepared for the devil to corrupt you?" it wasn't a question, more of a warning as he slid into your entrance, giving you little time to adjust in attempts to grasp at the sofa.

"fuck, such a beautiful sight. look at her already clenching onto you so tight max.." phil hummed and entered himself slowly into your asshole, nearly hissing at how tight you were.

"p-phil- you're huge!" you yelled out, head barely able to think of a single thought while being stuffed full of two humongous cocks.

phil slapped you on the ass while entering the rest of his cock into you slowly as maxwell started to thrust, "that's daddy to you, got it?"

"uh-mhmm! yes daddy!" words became incoherent mumbles once the two men picked up speed, both making sure you were okay but at the same time whispering absolute filth into your ears as you clenched around their lengths as if your life depended on it.

"f-fuckk! you both feel amazing!" grunts and groans alike fell from both their lips and you could've sworn you heard them both call each other daddy, leaving you to wonder what they did in the midnight hour before adding a woman into the mix. you were never one to judge but with you there it was three times the charm.

the moans became increasingly louder as they pounded into you relentlessly, you'd all probably end up with a noise complaint sooner or later.

"go ahead and cum babygirl.. we can feel how close you are." you felt the heat of the chicago native's breath up against your ear, "yes sir." the flood gates were open as you came around maxwell's cock and he released inside of you while phil did the same. the three of you continued to ride out the high but you were the most worn out.

phil was the first to pull out as cum dripped from his tip all the way down from your asshole, "i was 'gonna save this for later but.. you should open it now." he handed you a small black box wrapped with a gold bow, the contents inside being a butt-plug.

your eyes went wide as you looked over at the chicago native, "what am i supposed to do with this?"

"think y'know.. sweetheart.. want you to sleep with it in as a reminder who owns that ass." he smirked and took the plug from your hand before inserting it inside your body.

"y-yes sir, thank you for the gift daddy." you placed a kiss to the chicago native's lips which he then returned and nipped at your lower lip, leaving you to want more.

maxwell had been keeping you warm in a way with his cock as you felt him continue to twitch inside you, a whine falling from your lips when he pulled out aswell.

"don't worry baby. there is much more where that came from." maxwell revealed a brown gift bag with the words burberry inscribed on the outside.

you sat back on the couch, still panting a bit while opening the gift from max which was a matching set of burberry lingerie in just your size, on the side was a pair of angel ears.

pouting you looked between the two men and they each furrowed their eyebrows, "what's wrong, baby?"

"just wanted something to keep this cum inside me. love being full of both my daddies icing like a cake." you grinned up at them as phil had something hid behind his back, a matching plug to the one gifted, "you're in luck."

yawning, the night activities started to take a toll on you so you got dressed in the lingerie which would surely be torn apart by morning and you kept the chicago native's gifts quite warm aswell.

once returning from the washroom, maxwell and phil were in their boxers and you cuddled up between them on the sofa before shutting your eyes as they each placed a kiss to your cheek.

"how was your birthday?" maxwell asked as you rested against his shoulder and you scratched the chicago native's beard softly, noticing him start to drift off toward slumber with your loving touch.

"best birthday ever. thank you both so much. now get some sleep, knuckleheads."

phil slapped your ass playfully in response, "goodnight, babygirl."

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on the level of the devil

summary : maxwell / mjf finds a way to deal with his brat s/o after his double or nothing match pairing : mjf x afab!brat reader cw : teasing, chin grabbing, cmjf mention if you squint, general bratting, talk-back, choking, dom/sub dynamic, daddy/babygirl, punishments, blowjob, ball massaging, general filth. a/n : this is my first fic since dec 2022, writers block truly hit me hard & so did irl things but i'm v happy to share this with everyone and that i actually had the inspo to write for once!! as always reblogs are v much appreciated! <3 there may be a few spelling/punctuation errors. word count : 1,090 words tag list : @josiewrites , @omg-im-such-a-masochist , @baysexuality , ( for the guy you love, hate )

being one of mjf's so called ring girls came with it's benefits, no one would be able to tell you apart from the rest except for the devil himself.

your h/c hair tucked gently behind your ears with e/c eyes as you peaked out from behind the lilith mask, a pit of jealousy forming in your stomach when watching the other women reach toward maxwell as his entrance music hit.

you wanted to be his one and only girl but max was always extra. you reached your hand up further than you were supposed to, a hand lightly brushing up against his crotch.

a growl falling past his lips that only you were able to hear, almost as a small warning but you continued your actions briefly until max left your presence.

once retaining, he didn't take much time to grab you by the hand and pull you back toward his locker room. he was covered in blood and sweat from head to toe but didn't care in the slightest, he wasn't going to take that kind of teasing from you especially before one of his biggest matches.

hearing the locks click on the door, knowing you were in for it. especially since he put the devil mask back on and hadn't spoken a word since the two of you reached his locker room.

with a thick gulp, you stared up at his tall stature, towering over you. "not so brave now that we're all alone, hm?" he taunted and lifted his hand up, holding your chin. you were barely able to see his dark hues through the mask but they were ones full of lust and desire.

"m-max... y'know how i get jealous when you're around other girls. don't like their hands all over you." you admitted, attempting to look away but he kept your chin in place keeping a firm grip.

maxwell laughed and you didn't know whether or not you wanted to punch the man, kiss him, or both.

however, he didn't utter a single word. for someone so talkative on the mic he was rather quiet at the moment, his hand leaving your chin briefly while he removed the mask. a whine slipping past your lips at the loss of his warm touch.

"look at you... so needy to touch daddy earlier and now whining all from one simple chin grab? pathetic." you knew he could be rather arrogant at times after a big match but even this was pushing it. so why not meet fire with fire?

"what's pathetic is how anyone backstage could have me screaming their name except for you, maybe i should give phil a call - surely you would know. dunno' how you could even call that thing between your legs a dick." you stared at him with a smirk playing at the corners of your lips.

you watched as his dark hues flickered between lust and what seemed to be anger, slowly you pushed the man toward the edge and he was swift to act on it.

backing you up against the wall, maxwell spread your legs open. absentmindely, you opened them wider just as he taught you to many times before.

he reached his hand up, wrapping it around your throat and applying pressure to choke you just enough where you were still able to breathe.

"gonna say that to me again, doll? not'so brave now when daddy has himself pressed up against you-" his voice lowered and he leaned in toward your ear with a soft whisper, "here i was hoping you'd be a good girl so i didn't have to punish you..."

with the added pressure of him choking you and his hard on pressed up against your core, various moans and whimpers escaped your mouth. "daddy - promise you i'll be good." you glanced up at him with wide eyes, putting on a pout.

the man simply tsked and waved his finger, "you're not going to get off that easily, doll. daddy needs to teach you a lesson. no talking back. got it?" you simply nodded as he released his grip from your throat, you let out a much needed gasp of air.

"you're not on the level of the devil." tilting your head, simply confused as the man mimicked one of his promos. maxwell pointed toward the floor as you lowered yourself on your knees and looked up at him with hooded eyes.

"good girl, someone's finally listening. get to work beautiful and then maybe daddy will let you ride him on the throne later."

once your knees hit the floor, you swiftly removed his pants and burberry boxers. you never got used to seeing his massive size pressing up against the man's stomach.

after taking a deep breath, you placed your mouth on his tip, twirling your tongue in circles while sucking and making the perfect shaped "o". small groans fell past his lips as you licked the man as if he were your last meal or even a lollipop.

going deeper on his length, you began to bob your head slightly while taking his balls in your hands and massaging them at the same time. the noises coming out of his mouth were unknown to human.

he grasped the back of your nape, pulling at the ends of your hair which caused you to gag on the rest of his size, the locker room being filled with nothing but unholy noise as maxwell picked up the pace and started to thrust his hips in your mouth.

gagging and choking on his cock, maxwell quite enjoyed the sight under him as he twitched in your mouth feeling close to his release. knowing you had to come up for air at one point or another, you tapped at his thigh and the man simply just smirked. oh no.

momentarily, he thrusted into your mouth a few more times as you massaged his balls and he groaned out as you moaned around his cock, "mff-"

maxwell painted your mouth white, "clean up every last drop, sweetheart. don't want you wasting any."

you swallowed the salty white liquid with a big gulp and stuck your tongue out to show the man, he patted your cheek with a grin, "good girl, but i think you missed some."

he reached over to his dresser and pulled out a mirror showing you your face which was covered in drool and you had some of his cum dripping down your chin.

"such a messy babygirl... ready for round two with the devil?"

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dirtywrestling · 1 year

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Can I request a MJF X Female Reader where they are Mixed Tag Team Partners for a Tournament in AEW. He’s an Asshole, She a sweetheart and loves to annoy him. They go on to win the tournament and the Mix Tag Team Championships for the tournament and he kisses her roughly in the ring as they celebrate with The Pinnacle and she ends up joining as the only female on the team?

Pairing: MJF x Female!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Kissing

Commission Requests: Closed!

Imagine Requests: Open!

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You inhaled and puffed out the air right when it entered your lungs, trying to calm your breathing down as you stared at MJF across the ring. He was fed up with your annoying games, this time you really had done it.

MJF was getting his ass beat and once he rolled by your corner your quickly tagged in making him glare at you that he didn't need saving. You thought other wise.

Knocking Britt Baker out with a running knee she quickly fell and you covered her for the pin. Adam in the other corner yelled at Britt to kick out but the bell rang singing your victory.

"Why'd you tag me out?"

"Why does it matter? We won!" You exclaimed grabbing the championship from the ref as he handed MJF his. MJF snagged it from the ref's hand and tossed it to the ground glaring at you.

"MJF?" You frowned as he approached you.

MJF's hard gaze was still on you as you weren't able to move, too scared that you really fucked it up this time and he was going to yell at you. Feeling his hands cupping your cheeks you squinted at him only for you eyes to widen at his lips pressing against yours.

MJF's lips moved roughly against yours, his tongue licking your bottom lip for access to taste you. Moaning softly as his tongue slipped in between your lips and exploring your mouth you both pulled away. "What the hell." You said in a whisper.

MJF smirked down at you. You looked behind him realizing that the Pinnacle group was now behind MJF. "What's going on?" You asked in a slight daze.

"I want you to be with me, as my girl and the only girl in my group."

You smiled up at him and nodded. "I will, I will be your girl."

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seeingstarks · 9 months

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no one better than you baby

summary : you're in a moral dilemma on whether or not you should help adam turn on maxwell or the other way around. pairing : mjf x adam cole x afab!reader (use of wrestler names) cw : walked in on while getting dressed, angst if you squint, mention of anxiety, sexual suggestions, french-kissing, arm/ab touching, nicknames like babe/babygirl, basically wrestling fluff with a dash of smut! a/n : reblogs are very much appreciated! had this in the drafts for a week or so and finally had the inspo to finish it! enjoy! 💙 word count : 1,425 words tag list: @adamjf @josiewrites

"adam, no, we can't." you pleaded while looking over into his icy blue eyes contemplating on whether or not tonight was the night to help adam turn on maxwell.

you'd been his valet ever since undisputed era and glued to his hip however found yourself wandering after making the move to all elite. maxwell was an asshole and nothing but, he seemed like a changed man when better than you bay bay became a thing.

adam kept the good guy act up for the cameras but he'd secretly been pitching ideas to you for weeks. little did he know that the devil himself caught your eye more than once and you'd been sneaking off to tell him of adam's plans. the devil was always one step ahead but with your help he'd be two steps further.

everything went according to plan except when stepping foot into your private locker room away from the two men you trusted most in your life, one as a brother and the other as a sort of school-girl crush. surely everyone in their right mind had to be head over heels for the maxwell jacob friedman.

with a soft sigh, you took a seat infront of your cheap vanity. it was nothing much just a re-furnished shelf painted your favorite color, a few lights adorning the top and a mirror propped up against it with makeup scattered about.

however one thing was out of place.. or rather wasn't there to begin with. you picked up the small black box and gave it a slight shake, wondering what it contained inside. you should've known the gift was from maxwell when pulling at the burberry ribbon and revealing the contents inside to be a ring in just your size.

taking the shiny object out of the box, your eyes sparkled from the reflection off the lights and pure wonder of how much it cost, had to be a fortune. it looked exactly like his dynamite diamond ring only perfect for your finger.

you slid the ring on and smiled seeing your reflection in the mirror, of course it suited you well. once getting up from the seat, you had noticed a neatly folded piece of paper on the ground that must've fallen from the box.

inside read, "thought of you when i found this. the only person prettier and better than any diamond is you, baby. maybe you could use it against adam tonight?"

a slight warmth grew on your cheeks when reading the words, maxwell never called you pretty to your face. only things like baby, toots, or beautiful.. but you only took it as a joke in passing. there was this one time he called you babygirl and you will never let him hear the end of it.

you nearly jumped from your seat when you heard someone knocking at the door, luckily it was just a seamstress dropping off your outfit for the night. ever since maxwell and adam teamed up you had matching gear with them.

throwing off your shorts, you swiftly put on your wrestling bottoms and while whipping your shirt toward whatever corner of the room another knock was heard on the door, "c'mon, i'm just trynna' get dressed here!" you half-yelled with a huff and opened the door realizing you were only wearing a bra once you came face to face with adam.

"oh, uh i'll just wait a few minutes- promise i didn't see anything." you chuckled at adam's response and watched as he shut his eyes.

you went toward a private part of the room and threw your double clothesline shirt on with the matching jacket, "i'm dressed now, mr. undisputed your eyes won't be burned." you gave him a smile.

"so, have you given anymore consideration to helping me turn on maxwell tonight?" adam questioned but you were deep in thought thinking about the devil himself.

adam snapped his fingers infront of you, a sort of way to try and bring you back to reality, "uh, y/n you still there?"

"oh, yeah.. mhm. i've given it some consideration. maybe tonight isn't the right night to turn on him. he's just starting to act like a face.. and well we're trying to get the crowd on his side."

"exactly, y/n. tonight would be the perfect night for it.. but i understand if you're not ready. it's all in your hands." adam looked at you sincerely, you had a lot to consider since both men wanted you to turn on the other one and you hadn't even seen max in person tonight except in passing. whichever choice you made you hoped it wouldn't ruin any friendships.

"i'll make my choice when we go out there, see you in five." you assured as adam soon exited, you took it upon yourself to do the finishing touches on your outfit and makeup.

you dragged your feet against the backstage floor, scrunching your nose up at the sound it made. squeaky.. must've been cleaned recently. a familiar feeling arose in your stomach, that being of anxiety.

you were fast approaching both men and had a very important decision to make, not only for the two you loved most but for a future feud in the company.

with a heavy sigh, you glanced down at your ring finger which was usually not adorned with such a shiny jewel but maxwell had grown on you the past month or so.. and adam he'd been there for all your ups and downs. this moment was more than your personal relationships.. it was about wrestling itself and what the fans wanted but you couldn't bare the thought of hurting maxwell.

or could you? only time would tell.

lights flashed bright, pyro went off, the crowd had been cheering and booing all night and it was finally time for the main event.

mawell's music hit first and then it mashed up with a mix of adam's. then it was your time to shine, you posed with the men as maxwell instinctively wrapped an arm around your waist, adam shooting him a knowing glare. a few rude members of the crowd were cat-calling you so maxwell took it upon himself to flip them off.

you were used to adam being cheered and mawwell always receiving a mix of boos and cheers however since the team up it was the best of both worlds.

you stood at ringside as the match went smoothly, cheering a little more for maxwell over adam and he seemed to take notice when taken advantage of in a shatter machine finisher. whoops.

in the end ftr still won over better than you bay bay despite your efforts of attempting to distract the referee but being careful enough not to get kicked out.

you made your way up the ring steps and hugged it out with both men, adam turning around and telling maxwell to hit him but instead it was you doing the dirty work.

one swift punch to the jaw, ring including left the crowd in gasps. even maxwell looked surprised for a moment or so while resting against the ropes in the corner or the ring.

he smirked deviously before standing up, "knew you'd make the right choice," he lowered his voice so only you could hear, "i see you took my advice now how about let's get outta' here and i take ya' on a proper date, babygirl?"

your eyes met with his chocolate ones, giving a nod. "yes. of course, maxwell. but first-"

before maxwell even had the chance to speak, you wrapped your arms and hand up around his muscly shoulders, dragging the other along his abs.

"don't forget we're in public baby- not that i mind but i don't wanna share you for our first time."

after listening you shushed him with a kissed which he deepened by wrapping his own strong arms around your finger, opening your mouth in response as he shoved his tongue down your throat, causing you to gasp for air.

you snaked your tongue around his, doing the same as a small moan escaped from the man's throat, "mm, babe."

you chuckled as the two of you eventually broke the kiss to catch a breath of air, still holding each other close. the crowd was off the rails already yelling about giving you and maxwell a ship name as you hid your blushing face into his shoulder.

"we're going to make a perfect wrestling couple."

"why just a wrestling couple?" you asked with a smirk.

"touché"

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seeingstarks · 1 year

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Divinely Sinful

summary : An unknown number invites you to a suite for the night to spend time with MJF and a raven-haired mystery woman. pairing : mjf x daddi doom x afab!reader cw : mature, 18+, smut, pure filth, daddy kink, self doubt, motorboating (mjf × f!reader) , fingering (daddi doom × f!reader) , begging, orgasm denial if you squint, self pleasure (mjf) , blowjob joke, punishment joke, sex toys mention, strap-on, pegging (daddi doom × mjf), teasing, spanking, anal, (all parties), hair pulling, cuddling. a/n : E/C stands for eye color. If I forgot to tag anything please let me know. 🖤 Reblogging is very much appreciated, don't steal my work! I had a really fun time writing this. word count : 1,818 words tag list : @josiewrites gif credit : @joesburrow

Spending all of your earnings to go to Colorado, you were eager to finally end up at Dynamite. Tickets just for middle row seats cost you an arm and a leg but it would all be worth it if you had the chance to see MJF.

He wasn't even scheduled to be on this weeks show but you decided to blindly believe the dirt sheets for once.

As you entered the building, the seats were already packed while people scrambled about, trying to find their own seating before the show started.

You managed to scoot past the crowd while sitting down in the middle and adjusting your shoes before pulling your phone out, it making your notifications sound.

A text from an unknown number, you wondered who it could be. With a quick glance, you didn't recognize any of the wrestling fans. You often went alone or with a few friends.

After scrolling through your phone, you felt a firm tap on your shoulder before looking up and seeing a tall raven-haired woman with purple eye shadow and pomegranate lips, a sly grin forming along them.

"Hello love, I hope you have considered my offer. This opportunity doesn't come often, hun. Daddi will be generous and give you a chance to think."

Nodding, you glanced down at your phone as your eyes read over the words swiftly. 'The Devil Himself has cordially invited you to his suite with the company of Daddi for an unforgetful night.'

Your eyes scanned the text again, feeling like they were playing tricks on you as your cheeks started to burn up. This couldn't be happening right now, could it?

It was quite obvious you were one of MJF's biggest fans, considering the Devil Worshipper shirt you decided to wear tonight.

"Snap out of it, Y/N. I'm certain any of these fans would want to be in your shoes right now, but Maxwell picked you because he saw something special. We're not like all the other 'MID' women out in the crowd. So, what's the verdict? Will I be knockin' boots all on my own with The Devil Himself or getting sinful in the sheets as kings and queens all together?" Daddi questioned with a wink.

"...Getting sinful in the sheets as kings and queens all together." You replied, almost in shock that two drop dead gorgeous people would want to spend intimate time with someone like you.

"Is something wrong?" Daddi asked with a furrowed brow.

"Nothing is wrong at all," You sighed a bit, "Well, you and Maxwell are stunning and I'm just boring ol' me." You added with a shrug.

Daddi didn't say much at all on the drive toward the suite, luckily it was only a few minutes.

She knocked on the door to the suite and told you to wait outside for a moment, but all you could hear between Daddi and Maxwell were hushed whispers. Leaving you to wonder what they were even talking about.

Upon the door being opened, you were bombarded with hugs by both Maxwell and Daddi, feeling their warm embrace wrap around your figure.

You were trying your best not to become starstruck around MJF but being in his company made you feel giddy inside as your heart felt like it was pounding out of your chest.

"Aw, my lil' Devil Worshipper is happy to see me." Maxwell exclaimed when reading your shirt, his expression changing to his famous shit-eating grin before glancing at your own smile.

"Remember what I told you." Daddi added before you tilted your head to the side, slightly confused.

"What were you two talking about anyways?" You questioned the two of them, boldly.

"Nothing you need to worry about, sweetheart. Just how Daddi and me are going to show that you are anything but boring."

Daddi nodded, "What he says is the truth, hun."

"Oh? I'm all in for it. Give me your worst." You winked.

Maxwell looked into your E/C eyes, his piercing chocolate-coloured eyes staring into your soul.

"I love your eyes." Maxwell blurted out before giving you a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Just my eyes?" You asked after the small kiss ended.

"No... your nose," Maxwell replied and placed a kiss on the tip of your nose, "Your lips," He continued to kiss you on the mouth which felt like heaven. Quite ironic when kissing The Devil Himself.

"Your chin," He placed a kiss there too. "Your neck, your chest -" Maxwell took his sweet time when running his tongue on your neckline and down to your chest, leaving bite and love marks along the way.

Stopping where your shirt ended, he decided to tease by shoving his head between your breasts and motorboating you. This caused a giggle to escape your lips, but having Maxwell sandwiched between your breasts was a sight to see.

"Although Maxwell seems uh- pre-occupied at the moment, we want you to know that we love everything about you, Y/N," Daddi re-assured, "Now, may I join in on the fun?"

"Of course, Daddi." You chuckled when answering Daddi because Maxwell motorboating you felt like little tickles all over your breasts. You knew he had to come up for air at some point.

Daddi slithered her arms behind your waist, peppering kisses along your already sensitive neckline. One of her hands reached into your pants, past your underwear, finding you already soaked for Maxwell and her.

Your cheeks turned red when feeling Daddi explore your private area, and wondering if Maxwell was doing alright.

Daddi inserted two fingers into your hole, gently pushing them in and out. She then took her other free hand, shoving it down your pants and rubbing your nub.

"Faster, please." A breathless pant fell from your lips.

"What was that, hun? I didn't hear you." Daddi stopped rubbing all together which caused you to whine, catching MJF's attention.

His devilish eyes watched as Daddi kept you from pleasure, "Y'know the magic words, sweetheart."

"Please, Daddi, please rub my clit." You looked up at Daddi with wide eyes.

Daddi smirked and began rubbing your clit again, you reached your arms out while she guided you toward her body.

Moans of pleasure filled the room from both Daddi and your lips, it seemed too quiet until the two of you heard grunts.

Tilting your head, you looked to see Maxwell already jerking himself off. Your mouth fell agape when seeing his size.

"Be careful, or you'll catch flies. Maybe even something else in that mouth if you're lucky, sweetie." Maxwell walked past you, bare ass and all toward the bedroom.

"C'mon love, let's go or I'll have to punish Maxwell for having even more fun without us." Daddi chuckled before you two walked in his bedroom together.

Maxwell licked his lips when staring at the two beautiful women infront of him. Sexual toys were scattered around the room, and even you didn't know what they were all for.

You picked one of the sex toys up and asked what it was for. Daddi answered, "'Tis a strap-on, naughty girl. One of Maxwell's favorites but that dirty secret stays in this room."

Daddi undressed from the little clothing she did have on, while you on the other hand had to throw your shoes on the floor along with pants and undergarments. Maxwell requested for you to keep the shirt on because who wouldn't want to fuck someone in their own shirt?

Daddi began to put the strap-on, on her body when Maxwell encouraged you to hop on the bed and start with him. He started by teasing your already sensitive clit, causing moans to escape by pressing much firmer with his large hands.

Your hands ran along his shaft, his head falling back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. After some more teasing of both parties, Daddi was ready and you all found a comfortable position on the bed.

You bent over in front of Maxwell, teasing him with your ass, letting out a yelp when feeling him give you a spank. This only turned you on even more, causing you to moan.

"Oh, did you like that, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Maxwell spanked you some more causing a torent of moans to escape from your lips, your ass now bright red.

Daddi lubed up her strap-on, "Maxxi, you ready?"

"Born ready."

The raven-haired woman slowly inserted the strap-on into Maxwell's ass, adjusting it just how he liked it. His mouth forming an 'o' shape. It was your turn next, you wondered if Maxwell would even fit inside of you.

You shook your ass oncemore which earned yet another spank on your already cherry bum.

MJF licked his lips, "Are you ready to be fucked by The Devil Himself, gorgeous?"

"Always, I'm your Devil Worshipper, handsome."

Maxwell inserted his cock into your ass slowly until you were comfortable. Daddi was the first one to make any movement, bringing up the pace for all three bodies as the noise in the room significantly got louder.

Maxwell started to grind into your body lovingly, touching, and feeling you all over while Daddi did the same to him.

You allowed Maxwell to let his hands explore your clit, he pressed his thumb against your nub causing sensations of pleasure throughout your body.

Reaching your arms back slightly, you tugged at the ends of Maxwell's hair when he made you feel pure ecstasy by pounding into your ass and rubbing circles on your clit. Him moaning Daddi's name in your ear was just the icing on top of the cake.

Daddi continued to peg Maxwell as usual, she wrapped one of her arms around his waist while using the other to trace up his spine, sending shivers up it. She knew exactly what made The Devil tick and it worked exactly in your favor.

The teasing didn't stop there either. You wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight when hanging out with Daddi and Maxwell.

MJF picked up the pace, causing more moans to spill from your lips as Daddi matched with his pace.

Beads of sweat were already beginning to roll down your forehead, you could feel the heat starting to build in the room as the noise level increased.

"Daddy, I'm close-" You tugged at The Devil's hair when he fucked into you relentlessly while giving your clit equal pleasure.

Daddi moaned while fucking into Maxwell and tracing his back still, the three of you coming to a sweet release together. You all were sure to get a noise complaint at one point or another tonight.

Breathless, you rolled off Maxwell and on the bed, "Phew."

Daddi set the strap-on aside and joined you, cuddling on your chest.

Maxwell was the last on the bed but he was definitely welcome to join, you and Daddi made room and cuddled on his chest, all taking a cat-nap before round two.

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claymorexpunisher · 1 year

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Take It Out On Me (18+Drabble)

Pairing(s): MJF/Fem. Reader

Summary: Max takes his grievances regarding Khan out on the reader… Reader’s not exactly complaining.

Tags: 18+, oral sex (male receiving), cock worship, dom/sub dynamic, hair pulling (if you blind you might miss it lol), mask/costume.

Word Count: 474

Tony fucked up.

He fucked up by not treating Max as what he was- one of the greatest decisions AEW could have ever made.

After Max’s return at All Out it seemed like all the frustration and anger that he felt for Tony came bubbling up to the surface once more.

The flame of excitement that flared up in my chest and between my legs at the feeling of his firm grip settled on my thigh, intensified with every stroke of his gloved hand against my warm, quivering body.

I was fully prepared and willing for Max to take his grievances with Tony out on me.

The devil mask that greeted me every time I dared bring my gaze to Max’s made my legs spread further, seemingly by their own accord.

‘’Did I tell you to spread your legs?’’ Max practically barked at me, tilting his head.

His imposing stature along with the sinister mask made me freeze, goosebumps arising all throughout my body.

‘’N-no, sir.’’ I shook my head, waiting with bated breath for his next move.

‘’Kneel.’’ He answered, watching me like a hawk as I sunk down to my knees in front of him without hesitation.

The soft sound of approval Max released had me mentally preening and I knew my eyes had to be glazed over as he threaded his fingers through my hair and he suddenly yanked my head back, making me meet the vacant, dark eye sockets of the mask he wore.

‘’So, you do know how to follow directions. Good.’’ Max said before unzipping his pants and letting his hard cock nudge my waiting lips.

It took everything in me to not snake out my tongue and taste him, but he clearly didn’t care to wait.

‘’Get to work. And make it good or you’re not coming tonight. Got it?’’ he snarled, pulling harder on my locks for emphasis.

I nodded before I remembered to use my words.

‘’Yes, sir.’’ I replied before taking his length into my mouth.

The only encouragement I received as my mouth licked, sucked, and slurped around Max’s cock were quiet grunts of desire and approval, and squeeze against the back of my neck every so often.

But it was enough.

His words were biting and rash, but he didn’t correct the way I took my time pleasing him.

We knew each other’s tells like back of our hand by now.

I knew he just wanted to feel appreciated.

Worshipped.

With that in mind, I took him as far as I could, only choking for half a second before I willed myself to relax.

At that, I heard Max groan in pleasure, letting me know in that second that my instincts hadn’t failed me.

That earlier tension he had met me with began to slowly melt away and I reveled in it…

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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Hello!

Could I request a MJF x reader fic wear they are both major heels and the company and maybe they bothe have rivalry going on with two people who are dating and kinda have a mureral agreement to be allias for the match (bonus points if its a winner takes all match with two diffrent titles). Maybe as a joke one of them brings up don't fall in love with me but they do but since they both have massive egos they are two stubborn to atmit it bur at the match one of them gets injured and the other gets like MAD MAD. And then next week it's all lovely dovey and they become 2 assholes in love and even the tho everyone hates them they are realived that they finally atmit there feelings.

MJF x f/Reader

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs & Photos do not belong to me.

I hope you like it

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ MJF Masterlist

Adam Cole - Austin ☆ Thunder Rosa - Melissa ☆ Shawn Spears- Ronnie.

Summary: MJF & f/Reader are the biggest heels in AEW. Adam Cole & Dr Britt Baker DMD challenged any one a tag team match. Everything is on the line.

YN's POV:

I was talking with Jade when everyone got the email from the higher ups that Austin and Britt have put out a challenge and they are putting their titles on the line.

AEW World Champion and AEW Women's World Champion.

"You going to go for it?" Jade asked me.

"Yeah, of course I am. You know how much I can't stand Britt and she just has been smug ever since she got the title back from Melissa. The damn bitch needs to be knocked down a few pegs."

"And you wouldn't be gloating and holding it over the whole women's division?" Jade asked me with one eyebrow raised.

"Obviously I would, but I need a partner first and foremost." I was going to say something else when Britt and Austin walked by. I could feel my lip curling up at them.

Just seeing them brought back why I can't stand her.

We trained with the same people. We always seemed to get booked together. She always did soemething to piss me off. One time she took my clothes while I was in the shower and hid them.

I have no idea what she thought I was going to do but I just grabbed my bag and literally walked out where everyone could see me in a towel, with my head held high and got in my car and drove home.

That is just one of the many reasons why I can't stand her. So to beat Britt Baker, I had to gain the confidence to show her that she can not mess with me.

And to many people I am just full of myself and have been told I have the biggest ego out there. My reply that usually follows that remark usually has them leaving me alone.

"It protects me from losers."

Mean but truthful. I don't like to associate myself with people who just skim by in this profession or in life. You have to work hard for you want and I have worked my ass off to get here.

Britt is a good wrestler but is she as good as me?

Hell no.

So I need someone who is at my level that I know I can work with. Who I know will do anything to win. But who could it be?

I heard him before I saw him. Max! He would be perfect.

Him and Austin hate eachother. I have no idea why nor do I care but these two can barely be in the same room together.

I stood up and ignored Jade as I walked towards Max and the table he is no occupying.

"Hey handsome, can I sit here?" I said with as much sweetness as I could muster. I batted my eyes at him hoping he will take the bait.

He looked me up and down and he smiled at me.

"No." I narrowed my eyes at him as he laughed. His laughter stopped once I sat down next to him.

"I said no LN."

"Like I give a shit. Look, I have a proposition for you." That got his attention.

"Yeah and what is?"

"Just us becoming the new AEW Men and Women Champions."

"Got no one else to do this with?"

"I know how much you hate Austin Max. He gets everything you ever wanted."

"Not true."

"Yes it is true and you know it. That douchebag walks in here after you have worked your ass off and he gets a shot at the title. What the hell did you get? Nothing."

For once Max was actually quiet.

"Fine, I will work with you only this one time YN."

"You sound like you are doing me a favour. I know you Max, you were looking for someone to come and ask you."

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say there Princess."

MJF's POV:

Our match against Austin and Britt was just around the corner and YN and I have been spending all our time together.

Trying to learn to work together and how we can actually work as a team.

I must admit in the beginning it was hard. The two of were fighting none stop as we both had ideas that we believed were better option.

"Will you try and listen to one of my ideas Max?" YN asked me as she was just about to take a sip from her water bottle.

"Who is the veteran here Princess?" Oh and I keep calling her Princess which she does not like, but I'm not going to stop calling her that.

Not when I enjoy her flipping me off or glaring at me.

"Oh please, you have what one year on me? We are supposed to be working together and with the way how you are acting, we are going to make complete fools of ourselves."

"Fine, I'll listen. Give me your best ideas." I said just to make her shut up.

And the more I listened the more I realised maybe I should be listening to her ideas more.

I told her some of mine and we learned to actually communicate with one another.

"You have some good ideas Max." YN said.

"Yeah I know. So do you Princess."

"Calm in down there Max. Don't go fallin' in love with me." She teased. I actually laughed at her but since that day, we haven't been able to stop talking.

Even when we are not with one another, we are texting each other. So much so that my friends have noticed.

I was out shopping with Ronnie when my phone went off. He just chuckled to himself when I pulled my phone out and replied back quickly.

"YN?"

"Yeah."

"So when are you going to admit that you like her?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about Ronnie. We are barely friends."

"Okay bud. You keep telling yourself that." If looks could kill, Ronnie would of been dead.

I couldn't get what Ronnie said out of my head. Did I like her like that? Nah, I can't. YN and I have nothing in common. We are only working together just to get these titles.

But as I am ready to walk out into the ring with her by my side, I couldn't help but look at her in a whole new light.

"You ready Max?"

"Yeah, let's go and show the world what two champions look like." My music started and the two of us walked out to the booing, with Ronnie right behind us.

YN and I just waved at the people who were booing us. She blew a few of them kisses and winked as well.

Austin and Britt came down together in matching outfits and the crowd was cheering them on. The belts around the waists, just tainting us.

The bell rang and it is time. First up was Britt and YN.

YN's POV:

Britt wasn't holding anything back and neither was I. Probably in the first four minutes of us wrestling, we already have made eachother bleed.

Now she has tapped Austin in and I quickly got to Max and he was in. This went on for awhile now and the four of us were near the end of the time limit.

But I was standing on the side of the ring, waiting to see what Max would do when I felt Britt grab my foot and pull me back and down.

I didn't have enough time to probably protect myself from this move and I went the ground, hard. My head bouncing off the ground.

My vision going blurry and I couldn't focus. I can hear the gasps all around me. Fans were screaming for Bryce to turn around and notice me.

I tried to get up but I couldn't. Everything was blurry and there was a a ringing in my ears.

I felt like I was going to vomit as I tried to get up one more time, but I fell back to the ground, before I completely blacked out.

MJF's POV:

When I heard the gasps from the crowd I didn't think much of it, but then the fans started to scream for Bryce to look in my corner.

Austin and I took a moment to look and I felt my body go cold when I saw YN laying there, struggling to get up. The medical team came running down the ramp to get to her but all I saw was red.

I jumped out of the ring and went to confront Britt about this. I wasn't going to hurt her but I am angry.

"What the fuck Britt!" Her eyes were big as she was looking at YN. Austin stepped infront of her but I just pushed him out of the way.

He came swinging at me and got him in the jaw. He went staggering backwards. I was going to confront Britt again but Ronnie was calling my name.

I looked and saw that YN was being taken backstage. I ran to join her. I was holding her hand to let her know I was there.

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She coming in and out of consciousness.

"She has to go to the hospital. She will need some tests done." Someone said.

"Which hospital?" I asked.

"We don't know. Gonna have to ask the paramedics which one they will take it too."

"Go get changed Max, I'll stay with her." Jade said as she came rushing to take my spot. I ran and changed my clothes, but during that time YN was taken to the hospital. I was told which one and I was there as fast I could be.

It has been only two days since YN was taken to the hospital. She is doing okay but I have hardly left her side.

She doesn't really like to keep her eyes open as she said the bright lights are hurting her eyes.

"You know you can go back to your hotel room Max?" YN said as she looked at me.

"Nah, I would rather be here with you."

"Oh please, I know you had some woman lined up to meet you after our match."

I did but YN had no idea I cancelled that booty call. I was going to tell her after the match how I feel about her.

"I cancelled it. If we won I wanted to spend the night celebrating with you."

"You're shitting me Max."

"Nope."

"You turned down getting your dick wet to be with me? Why? Fall in love with me or something?"

"Yeah I did. Even though you said not too."

"You better not be lying to me Max. My head can't take it."

"Not lying Princess. You stole my heart and I have no idea when or how but you did."

"Well shit, I guess I can finally admit to myself that I love you too Max."

I got up and out of my seat and held her face gently in my hands and leaned down and kissed her lips.

Not how I imagined our first kiss to be but it will sure make an interesting first kiss story.

YN is finally good enough to leave the hospital. Good thing the next city we have to be in is only a few hours away, so we just drove there in a rented car.

The two of us walked into the arena hand in hand. The smile that came over Ronnie's face made me want to slap it off.

"What the hell are you looking at Ronnie? Never seen such a gorgeous couple before?"

The groans that followed YN's comment had me almost laughing.

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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Hello :)

Could I request MJFxReader wear it's kinds roles reversed.

Like she's the bad influence on him and he ends up betraying someone for her benefited.

Idk not very descriptive but ya know

MJF x f/Reader

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Hope you like it.

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ MJF Masterlist

Summary: MJF always wanted to be on the good side of wrestling. He never wanted to be considered a Heel, that is until he met her.

MJF'S POV:

"Hey man, are you paying attention?" Sammy asked me. Atleast I think it is Sammy but my eyes were falling the woman who has consumed my thoughts since the moment I met her.

YN "The Ice Queen" LN.

Probably the biggest Heel in the women's division. She is truly one of the best out there and no one can seem to go toe to toe with her.

She is probably the most confident woman I have ever come across. I have seen grown men kneel before her just because she said too.

Trying to see if they can break away at her tough exterior. None of them ever do. None of them seem to ever last long.

And I want her.

"Please say you are not watching YN?" Kris asked me.

I looked at Kris and shook my head no. "You know she isn't into good guys Max. You are not her type. She goes for guys who have been in a proper fight. Who have at least one arrest to their name."

"I know." I said, feeling defeated. The topic soon changed and we were discussing our plans for what we are going to be doing once we are done filming for the day.

Sammy and Kris left me not long after that and I just sat there, trying to figure out what I could be doing until it is my turn in hair and makeup.

"Hey Max." I jumped slightly at the sound of YN's voice as she sat down across from me.

"Hi YN." I tried to say as smooth as possible, but knowing me I am failing horribly.

"I saw you watching me earlier." I felt my ears heat up and they are probably turning red.

I tried to stutter out an apology but I just made myself look like a bigger fool. I stopped when she placed her hand on top of mine.

"It is okay Max. I find it kind of flattering."

"Wait, you do?"

"Yes I do. You are a handsome man Max and you should realise that." She then winked at me and stood up.

"See you around Max."

It has been a few weeks since that moment with YN and I keep replaying it in my head. Over and over again.

She called me handsome. Does that mean she likes me or she was just being nice?

I have no idea so I decided to just ask Britt as she usually tells me the truth and doesn't skirt around the topic of conversation.

"Britt, when a woman says to a guy that they are handsome, does she like them or is she just being nice?"

"Depends on the situation Max. Want to tell me how it go brought up?" So I told her. If I said it was about, Britt may get angry with me and not answer as she can not stand YN.

"Whoever this woman is, she likes you."

"You sure?"

"Oh yeah. She sits down with you. Doesn't get angry that you were creepily staring."

"Hey!" Britt just ignored me and continued talking.

"And calls you handsome. She is into you Max. Ask her out."

"Thanks Britt."

"Anything for you Max."

I took me a few days for me to work up the courage to even talk to YN and I found her talking on the phone.

"No, no I won't do that....Yes I understand that the belt is on the line and I could win it....No, I will not put her in the hospital. Look I may be a bitch but I don't want to ruin someone's career." She hung up the phone.

"Is everything okay?" YN looked up at the sound of my voice.

"Yeah, just my shitty manager. Wants me to do whatever it takes to get the belt from Jade."

"Well what did they suggest?"

"Nothing legal that is for sure." YN said as she sighed.

"So what's up Max? You need anything?"

"I was wondering if you would like to go out with me?"

Silence.

"You're really not my type Max." My shoulders slumped. "Yeah, I've been told that."

"Look, you're cute and all but you're just way too much of a goody good for me." YN said as she walked away from me.

I found myself at the hotel bar, drinking away my pain when I figured out how I can show YN that I will do anything for her.

YN's POV:

Walking away from Max was hard to do, but it had to be done. He isn't a heel. He can't handle the booing and the names that people will call him.

Just the amount of pure hate I get on a daily basis can make the strongest person crumble and sweet, kind hearted Max just can't handle it.

Or so I thought.

I watched from the sidelines as he slowly began to change. He wasn't letting people walk all over him.

He left The Inner Circle and made his own group, The Pinnacle. He changed who he was inside the ring and outside the ring as well.

But he hasn't shown how he really changed. Yeah, anyone can leave a group and start their own but his group are supposed to be Heels and I have yet to see it.

Until tonight. I have my match against Leyla tonight or so I thought.

We couldn't find her anywhere and Bryce and I are just standing in the ring, confused as hell.

But as time ticked on and Leyla was a no show, Bryce held my hand up showing that I won.

The boos from the crowd made me smile and I just waved to everyone. I know they they think I had something to do with her not showing up.

I walked backstage and people were still looking for her. I just shrugged my shoulders and went to the locker room to change.

But Max was waiting outside the door, just leaning against the wall, with an adorable smirk on his face.

"I see that you won."

"Did you have something to do with this Max?"

"You can say that. Or maybe she just got locked in a closet and will be able to free herself anytime now."

"And why did you do that Max?" I asked him as I laid a hand on his chest.

"For you baby."

I was actually touched and I showed him by giving him a kiss on the lips.

"Why thank you Max. What a horrible thing to do."

"So The Ice Queen does have a heart." I just glared at him as he chuckled at me.

"Now about that date?"

"Tomorrow, pick me up 5 PM and don't be late. I don't like to be kept waiting."

"Yes Ma'am."

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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Hello :)

I was wondering if maybe you could do MJFxreader where the reader is part of the inner circle and just when they wear forming a realshonship he betrays them, he feels bad about it and over all they avoid each other until the reader turns hell leaving the inner circle maybe after something one of the members said bur it's up to you.

Then basically it's all resolved and they are both over cofident and cocky ass holes together and everyone hates them

❤️

MJF x f/Reader

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs & Photos do not belong to me.

I hope you like it

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ MJF Masterlist

Summary: YN is the only female member of The Inner Circle. Her & MJF become close but then he betrays not only her, but the other members as well.

Ronnie - Shawn Spears

YN's POV:

I watched in horror as Max was talking to Chris, not fully understanding what was going on.

He made his own group? He was just playing us this entire time?

I continued to stare at the man I have been slowly falling for, hoping he would look at me. Hoping he would have the decency to look in my direction.

But he didn't.

Then the lights went out and a few moments later, we were all looking at the new group that Max formed.

The Pinnacle.

The men stared at one another. You could cut the tension between them with a knife.

Then I was pushed out of the way by Sammy and they all stayed to attack one another. I got of the ring and watched all this go down.

Wondering when and where Max had time to do all of this? My mind still couldn't wrap around any if this, not wanting to believe that he could of done something like this.

But I should of seen this coming.

Max has never been one to play second fiddle to anyone and being in a group with Chris would not make you the star and that is all Max has ever wanted to be.

I saw that Max was standing in the corner of the ring, with a massive smile on his face. Looking at the chaos he is causing.

I ran to where he was and climbed up beside him.

"Max." I said his name as I placed my hand on his arm. I was hurt as he shrugged it off, but I didn't give up.

"Max, why are you doing this? What about The Inner Circle? They are your friends."

Silence.

"What about me Max? What about us?"

We have gone on a few dates as we realised how much we liked one another.

It felt like an eternity waiting for Max to answer.

MJF POV:

I knew YN was hurt when I shrugged her hand off my arm. It hurt me doing it. It hurt me knowing I was hurting the woman who I love.

But I had to stay focused on the main objective here. Watching my group showing the wrestling world that we are not ment to be messed with. That you can not walk all over The Pinnacle.

"Max, why are you doing this? What about The Inner Circle? They are your friends."

I didn't even bother to answer her.

"What about me Max? What about us?" My heart broke as I heard her voice. I wanted to turn around and kiss the pain away.

But I did something that I will learn to regret later on.

I walked away from her and joined in my group as they beat the shit out of The Inner Circle.

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It has been a few weeks since that faithful day and I haven't seen or heard anything from YN since.

Not like I was really trying to find her. I have been avoiding her ever since I turned my back on her.

I didn't give a shit about the other guys in The Inner Circle but when I watched the replay and saw the hurt look on her face, I knew I made the wrong decision by not turning around and talking to her.

"You there Max?" Ronnie asked as he sat across from me.

"Yeah I'm here."

"Still thinking about YN?" He asked as he unwrapped his sub that he bought for lunch.

"Yeah."

"Just talk to her. Work things out with her."

"She won't even pick up her phone or answer any texts. I also haven't seen her around. When I do, it is usually just the back of her head."

"Then go to her instead of giving up. This is not the Max I know."

Ronnie is right but every time I think about even talking to her, I just imagine the look she had her face that night.

YN's POV:

Ever since that night I have been avoiding Max. It hurts too much to look at him, but the memories of the two of us hurt me even more.

Our relationship was new, so new in fact that only a few people knew. But we made plans with one another.

We were going to go on vacation. Weekends away, just the two of us...and all along he was planning to turn his back on us.

It has been hard getting over him when Sammy and Jake can not stop talking about him. Like now for example.

When we should be discussing our next matches, their main focus is on Max.

"I bet you're done with him YN." Sammy said. I didn't bother to answer him because I didn't want this to cause a fight amongst us.

"Yeah, I bet he was cheating on you." Jake said as he laughed. The table went quiet as they saw me turn to look at Jake.

"You know Jake, maybe keep other people's names out of your mouth. No one wanted you here to begin with."

"Pfft, AEW came to me." Jake said in a defensive manner.

"Yes after other wrestlers decided to go somewhere else or are waiting for their contracts go end at other places."

Before he could even respond I was up and out of my seat. I grabbed my items and headed to the door.

"YN, we can talk about this." Chris called out, which made me pause mid step. I turned back around to face them.

"I quit."

"You can't leave. You have to discuss this with Tony and the others." Sammy said.

"Tony said if is my decision in the end. I am going solo." I turned and left the room with my head held high, finally at peace with the fact that I can finally do what I want.

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The news of me leaving The Inner Circle spread like wildfire through our work and it leaked onto social media a couple of days later.

Many of my fans were supportive and were excited to see me go on my own, but only one person I paid attention to when they liked it.

Max.

The two of us still haven't talked and I know it is my fault as well. Anytime I saw him walking towards me, I just turned and walked the other way.

But I always came back after a match to find a delivery person holding a bouquet of my favourite flowers. Didn't matter if I won or lost, I always had flowers waiting for me.

Usually with no card but I know they are from Max. No one else knows my favourite flower as I find that to be something very personal.

"YN, you're up." I was brought back to earth by the sound of Ronnie calling my name. I gave him and small smile and a thank you.

I walked out to my entrance music and poor little Julia Hart had a nervous look on her face the closer and closer I got to her.

Ever since I went on my own, I have turned heel completely. Truthfully it is a lot more fun.

MJF POV:

I watched YN and Julia from backstage, holding the bouquet of flowers this time.

Today I will be delivering them myself and hopefully she will want to talk to me. I have seen how she been avoiding me more and more.

The match barely lasted six minutes and YN had Julia tapping out. 'That's my girl.' I thought to myself.

I saw YN come backstage and head to the locker room. I followed quietly behind her. The door was closed but I knocked.

I am doing exactly what the delivery people do. I waited until she gave me the all clear to come on.

"Just leave them on the table. Thank you." I did asked she asked. She wasn't facing me as she was looking in the mirror as she tried to get the makeup off.

"I hate go be rude, but may you go. I need get changed."

"We need to talk." I finally said. YN paused and looked at me.

"Max." Just even to hear her say my name was amazing.

"YN." I said as I walked towards her, hoping she wouldn't leave."

She didn't. She didn't move when I was standing infront of her. She didn't move when I placed my hand on her cheek.

And she didn't move when I brought my lips to hers and kissed her. This is our first kiss in almost two months.

At first she didn't move her lips and just as I was about to pull back, she wrapped her arms around my neck and finally kissed me back.

The two of us broke the kiss once we needed air. I leaned my forehead against hers and told her how sorry I was. How I am sorry that I hurt her. That I should of talked to her.

"I'm sorry that I avoided you Max. I just didn't know what to say."

"We have both been foolish YN." I kissed her once more.

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Anyway we can get a Cash Wheeler or MJF imagine where him and the reader end up making a Sex tape after Blood & Guts?

Let Go (18+)

MJF x f/Reader

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

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Summary: Max is still amped from Blood & Guts & nothing will calm him down. Not until you suggest a sexy idea.

YN's POV:

Max was still going on and on about the match. I knew he was excited about it and has been talking about it for weeks but I was kind of hoping he would finish talking about it.

But as I watched from the crowd and gasped in shock as Chris was thrown from the top of the metal gage, I knew Max was going to take about this for weeks.

He was going to get so much hate online and I can definitely say one thing about it all.

Max will love every single moment of it.

But I was done listening to him talk about it. I just want one hour where he doesn't even talk about wrestling.

"Max baby, why don't you relax and maybe why don't we talk about something else." I said as he came from walking out of the hotel bathroom with a towel around his waste and one around his neck as he was drying his hair.

"But this is the best night of my career so far YN, I thought you would be happy for me."

"I am and I want to give you a little gift." I said. That got his attention. Max loves gifts.

"A gift? For me. What is it?"

"Well you know how you are have been asking for us to make a sex tape so that way you have something for when I am not with you?"

I watched as his eyes seemed to light up as he nodded his head yes with excitement.

"Well why not right now baby?" I had my phone on the dresser, next to the bed and it was already recording us.

My mouth practically watered as Max dropped both towels on the floor. He gripped my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed.

I squealed with shock and delight but I gasped when Max took my night shirt in his fists and ripped it right down the middle.

He flung the two ripped pieces of my shirt beside him as he once again placed his hands on my legs but he spread them as far as they could go.

He got on his knees between them and with a wink up at me, he started to eat me out. My hands were in his hair, gripping it as he was quickly bringing me to edge.

Max knows how to work my body as he thrust not one but two fingers into my pussy.

My head was flung back, my eyes were closed as I was so close. So fucking close to cumming all over his face but the fucking bastard pulled back.

I cried out as my orgasm was ripped away from me, tears in eyes as I groaned out my frustration.

"Don't worry baby. I want you to cum when I am inside of you." Max said to me as he kissed his way up my body.

"But first, I need you to suck my cock gorgeous." I bit my lip and pushed him off of me. One of my favourite things to do is suck him off.

I stood up and grabbed my phone, winked into the camera and handed it to Max. I kneeled on the floor next to the bed and Max got into his position.

He had the phone pointing down at me as I gripped his cock in my hand and gave it a few strokes.

While looking into the camera, I started to kiss and lick his length. I can hear his breathing start to pick up.

"Take me in your mouth Princess. Yeah just like that. Fuck YN, your mouth always feel like heaven." I moaned around his length at the praise. I love when he does that to me.

I slowly started to bob my head as I took more and more of him in my throat. But I was going too slow for Max.

He placed his hand on the nape of my neck and thrust up into my mouth, making me choke and gag, tears streaming down my face.

At one point he thrust into my mouth and held my head against his crotch. "Favourite place to be is in this little throat Princess. Oh fuck do that again." Max gasped as my throat tightened around him.

I am starting to see little spots so I tapped his leg and he pulled my mouth off of him. I am gasping for air but I fucking loved every second of it.

"Look up at me baby."

I did as he asked and he gripped my chin in his hand. "Open your mouth." The moment I did that, he spit in my mouth. "Swallow it." I swallowed his spit and opened my mouth to show him that it is gone.

Max then demanded I get on all fours, which I quickly did as he set the phone back up on the dresser so it is once again facing us.

I shivered slightly as he stood behind me, both of his hands rubbing and squeezing my ass cheeks.

I felt him place the tip of his cock at the entrance to my pussy and he rubbed himself against it.

I groaned when he did that but I sure as hell screamed when he thrust into me, hard and didn't let me adjust to him.

"Fuckin' take it YN." Max growled as he pounded into me. The only sounds in the room were our skin meeting and him and I moaning and groaning.

"Fuck fuck shit YN." Max groaned as he continued to fuck me. My face was in my arms, just enjoying the feeling of him using me.

I felt his hand in my hair and then he pulled me back flushed against his chest. He let go of my hair as he wrapped his arm around my waist and his other hand was gripping my breasts.

"I can feel you Princess. You gonna cum on my cock?" Max asked as he nipped my earlobe.

"Yes." I whimpered. My eyes were closed as I got closer and closer to the edge.

Max let go of my breasts and my eyes opened wide when he started to play with my clit.

I whined out his name and with one finale push against my clit, I came with a shout of his name.

"Oh fuck." Max gasped as he felt me cum around him. A few more thrusts and with a loud groan of my name, he came in me.

I gasped softly as I felt him empty himself in me.

The two of us were breathing heavy, trying to catch our breaths. I turned my head and he captured his my lips in his.

But to my shock, he was still hard.

"But," I was confused as he interrupted me.

"I am not done with you YN."

It is going to be a long night.

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