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claymorexpunisher · 5 months
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Brats Have More Fun (CH. 3/?) (18+ Fic)
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): Randy Orton/Fem. Reader
Summary: Bratty Reader pokes fun at Randy for referring to himself as "Daddy" on tv. Randy quickly reminds her why he felt confident in doing so.
Tag(s): 18+, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, primal kink, biting, wrestling, scratching, spanking, sadism/masochism, Daddy kink, Dom/sub dynamic, bratting.
Word Count: 882
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“Why would you call yourself Daddy in front of the entire world like that?” I asked Randy, my tone teasing despite the fact that I was eyeing him with poorly concealed desire as I straddled his lap and we began to wrestle on the padded mat. 
We had decided to work out at home rather than go to the gym, but eventually we got distracted by, well, each other.
“Are you kinkshaming me?” Randy asked, barely winded as we wriggled around on the ground, something akin to amusement colored his tone as he immediately took control and flipped us over. 
I didn’t go down easy, using all of my strength to switch our positions again, but to no avail.
Still, I persisted, letting out frustrated huffs as I willed my core to help me push him off.
“I would never, Randy.” I replied, pointedly not calling him Daddy despite knowing that that was how I should address him when we were in private. 
As I saw something shift in his expression, I let out a winded and devilish giggle. 
“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong, Randy?” I asked, my chest heaving as I smirked up at him, our movements now slowing to a halt.
This is usually the moment where I’d be running. 
Running from whatever punishment would be in store for me for such a smartassed move,and with Randy’s heavy frame straddling my hips, there was seemingly nowhere to go. 
I knew he wanted me to run as I felt his body loosen a bit, giving me the opportunity to actually use my strength and push him off as I finally made a run for it. 
“Too slow, Randy!” I taunted, making the mistake of pausing before I made a run for it again. 
I let out a squeak as Randy’s strong arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me back into our weight room.
Just as quickly as I had run from him, I was plopped back onto the mat flat on my back. 
Wrestling around definitely got our adrenaline pumping and the more we wriggled around, trying to assert our positions, the more aroused we became. 
I couldn’t help but roll my hips against Randy’s, moaning softly as my thin leggings allowed me to feel a zing against my clit as it grazed his hardening cock. 
My movements were quickly halted and my body and brain turned into mush as Randy’s hand suddenly wrapped around my throat and I heard him growl from deep within his chest before he sank his teeth onto the part of my body where my neck meets my shoulder.
Despite me wanting to put up more of a fight, the sharp sensation of Randy’s teeth sinking into such a vulnerable and sensitive part of my body caused me to immediately go pliant underneath him.
Breathing heavily, our lips met in a sloppy and hungry kiss, Randy’s hand never easing its firm grip on my throat. 
“Are you fuckin’ done, you little brat?” Randy murmured, watching my eyelids flutter shut for a moment before my bright, glassy eyes met his. “Hm? Are you ready to stop acting up? Are you gonna address Daddy like you should?”
“Huh?” He taunted as he used his free hand to yank my sports bra up to tweak one of my nipples hard, making my back arch off the mat, my hands obediently resting at my sides even as Randy’s lips closed around one of my sensitive nipples, sharply biting the tender bud before he took it into his mouth again and released it with a soft pop.
“Y-yes, Daddy…” I relented, and I smiled upon hearing him release a pleased chuckle.
The smile gave way to a soft hiss as Randy dragged his blunt nails down my torso, adding to the already intense sensations coursing through my body. 
“Are you sure?” Randy purred and I damn near mewled as I felt him release his cock from his sweatpants and he ran the leaking tip along my swollen pussy lips over my leggings. 
“Yes, Daddy.” I replied, injecting all of my arousal into my response. 
Going off of the primal need surging within us, Randy flipped me over onto my stomach and I instantly lifted my hips so he could remove my leggings. 
My hips stayed where they were, elevated and presenting myself to Randy and I let out soft whimpers as he ran his big hands over my thighs and up my body and back again. 
My legs shook as I resisted against grinding back into his cock and I could feel my essence making his sudden entrance a smooth one that had us both moaning loudly. 
“You can fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock if you promise to be good..” Randy said and I didn’t have to be told twice. 
“I promise! Please, I can’t-” I whined.
“Okay, sweetheart. Fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock. Show Daddy how much you want it.” He coaxed.
I gasped as Randy’s palms struck down on my ass cheeks as I fucked back eagerly.
The noises that were coming out of our mouths were unrecognizable and I came with a harsh groan as Randy’s teeth once again sunk into my flesh, this time between my shoulder blade. 
Daddy was definitely home…
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mamirhodessxox · 21 days
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Randy just came on i’m gonna fucking bust
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anonybaby · 5 months
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This was a complete labor of love but 12/1 Smackdown took over my brain… thusly I was cursed for 3 days and forced to write this. I really hope you can give it a read and I especially hope you all enjoy! 😉❤️‍🔥❤️
P.s thank you all SO MUCH for your support for Green, I sincerely can’t say more than I’m just extremely happy and grateful you all like the story. I will be back to work on that now that this Smackdown smutty smut smut is out of my brain 🧠 lol.
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queencherryberry · 1 year
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I want to do another self insert fic with Riddle, but I also want to do a poly fic. I just can’t decide who the third person should be. Here’s the people bouncing around in my head:
Rhea Ripley
Damian Priest
Cody Rhodes
Seth Rollins
Jey Uso
Becky Lynch
Naomi
Pete Dunne
Drew McIntyre
Randy Orton
Imma let y’all do what you do best. Imma let y’all decide the third person.
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thlayli-ra · 10 months
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Chapter 11 is now up!!! ^^^^^
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horror102 · 1 year
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Submission!
Things I do and don’t.
Things I do write for
Student X teacher- Just because it’s a weird fantasy and only high school 18 X teacher I’ve gotten a request many times and I refuse to do any 16 year old students or 17 only the age above legal law.
Fictional Serial killer X reader- Only fictional serial killers I will not be writing a fan fiction of Ted bunch, jeffery Dhamer, John Wayne Gacy, Richard Ramirez, or anything’s real serial killer wise.
Any type of fandoms!
Undertale fandom, WWE fandom, Horror fandom, supernatural fandom, Dc fandom, Marvel fandom, Game fandom, Movie fandom, Peoples oc’s X a certain character. Just anything! Anime fandom, Cartoon fandom, Greek gods, ANYTHING! <3 red dead redemption, Cod , YouTubers only ones who allow, TWD, TVD, GTA, Fast food, fnaf , Disney , the avatar,
Things I don’t and won’t do.
Incest
Pedophilia
Non-con
Rape
Abusive relationships with a character that’s the love interest.
Urine/feces
Warnings I do
Fluff
Smut
Angst
Limes
Lemons 
Fandoms I won’t write for.
Harry Potter- It’s mostly just a bunch of weird adults crushing on teenagers
YouTubers who’ve stated they don’t want smut written about them, only ones that don’t care. But if it’s fluff it’s fine
Scooby doo- Only when it’s the live action it’s okay but when there supposedly teens nah. unless it’s fluff.
Going angst someone’s religion or adding satanism in a story.- only because it goes against some characters I write like Jacob Goodnight
Specific characters I do.
Michael myers
Jason voorhees
Jacob goodnight
Patrick Bateman
Hannibal Lecter
Leather face
Candy man
Pearl
Carrie
Chucky
Jennifer Tilly
Freddy Krueger
Ghostfaces
Pinhead
Pyramid head
Pennywise
Art the clown
Harry warden
Gabriel may
Norman Bates
Billy Lenz
Bo Sinclair
Lester Sinclair
Vincent Sinclair
Horror
Sally face
Sally face
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Supernatural
Stefan Salvatore
Damon Salvatore
Elijah Mikealson
Klaus Mikealson
Mason Lockwood
Kai Parker
TVD
Negan
Rick
Carl
TWD
Simon Riley
Soap
Konig
Cod
Thor
Loki
Captain America
Venom
Deadpool
Marvel
Batman
Superman
Joker
Dick Grayson
The flash
Beast boy
Superboy
Spider noir
Dc
Roman reigns
Dolph Zigger
Randy Orton
Batista
Razor Ramon
Drew McIntyre
Kane
Undertaker
Mankind
Seth Rollins
Dean Ambrose
Shawn Michaels 
Triple H
Diesel
WWE
Sans
Papyrus
Undertale
Naruto uzumaki
Kakashi Hatake
Jiraiya
Asuma sensei
Erwin smith
Reiner Braun
Hercules
Poseidon
Connie springer
Kisame
Coach Ukai
Asahi- Haikyu
Sniper mask
Anime
The hand- Wednesday
Freaky Fred
Scar
Mufasa
Cartoon
Ronald mc Donald
Burger King
Jack in the box
Fast food
Spring trap
Bonnie
Foxy
Freddy faze bear
Monty
Michael afton
Fnaf
Franklin
Michael
GTA
Beast
Prince neaven
Any Disney prince fr <3
Disney
Anything on my list, or in the fandoms I write for I forgot I couple if there’s any you think I might like hit me up! <3
Tags I do
Daddy issues
Older men
Sugar daddy
Sugar mommy
Milf
Dilf
Smut
Angst
Fluff
Age gap
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evalolxo · 10 months
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Fiction Turned Reality
Randy Orton x OC
Part 5
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summary - two wrestlers are put in a storyline and it quickly becomes real.
warnings - getting caught (gasp), mentions of sex, kissing, swearing
word count - 1.3k
kat's pov
"hey" i smiled brightly at the rest of evolution and randy smirked and quickly threw an arm around me, randy and i had made multiple sex tapes last night after the first and i could tell he wanted everyone to know he was mine.
he pulled his phone out his pocket and showed me his lock screen and it was me between his thighs in my underwear making me quickly shut his phone off in a panic making him laugh.
"i don't plan on showing anyone anything of what's mine don't worry baby" he whispered into my ear and i nodded at him before he kissed my head and evolution were all looking at already done with our shit.
randy and i never made anything official last night, i'm guessing it was a one night thing.
luckily neither of us had a match tonight but we were here supporting batista who did, luckily or all my hickies would've shown.
we walked into catering and i noticed mark sitting all alone and excused myself from my faction to sit with him, many people looked at me like i was crazy to sit next to the deadman.
"hey kid" he spoke as i sat down and i smiled at him.
"hi, you looked lonely" i told him as i crossed my legs and he smiled a little making everyone in the rooms eyes widen.
"sitting with the deadman, brave choice" he joked and i rolled my eyes and he laughed making everyone even more shcoked.
"you excited to stand ringside and sabotage?" he asked me and i turned to him smiling and nodded.
"yeah it'll be me and randy ringside" i told him and bit my lip smiling at the sound of his name coming out my mouth.
"oh hell no, what the fuck was that?" mark asked me seriously now crossing his arms and i turned to him confused at what he meant.
"that little lip bite smile, don't tell me you and orton have something going on besides this little storyline" mark told me glaring at me and i had to bit my lip to stop myself smiling before i shook my head.
"of course not" i stated acting all shock that he'd even think of assuming that, even though it was very true.
"better not, he's not good enough for my little girl" mark stated and my heart warmed at the fact he still considered me a daughter.
time skip
all of evolution were in the ring celebrating batistas win when randy turned to me and picked me up with his arms and swung me around making me laugh loudly.
he then kissed my cheek as he put me back down making me giggle and push his shoulder teasingly to which he raised an eyebrow at.
ric and hunter had batistas hands in the air and i came up behind batista hugging his side showing my support while randy just smirked at batista who nodded back to randy.
we began to walk back out and randy intertwined our fingers and kissed the back of my hand making me shyly smile as he smirked cockily down at me.
as soon as we got backstage hunter gave batista his congratulations before coming over to me and randy.
"you two are doing great, fans are already talking about it on the internet, keep it up" he told us putting his thumbs up and i nodded excitingly at him while randy just threw an arm over my shoulder smugly.
"it's what we do best" randy stated and i slapped his chest making him say ow dramatically before leaning back slightly making me drag him back closer to me.
he kissed the side of my head and stayed looking down at me while i turned to hunter who was looking at us with an obvious glare and i shook my head while smiling a little.
"you guys are lying about something here" hunter stated making everyone turn to us, i tried to take a step away from randy but he just pulled me back even closer.
"there is nothing going on between us at all" randy spoke with a sarcastic tone and i rolled my eyes and pulled away from randy but kept our hands intertwined.
"i'm going to go to the locker room" i told them unlinking my hand with randy and walked away, but as soon as i made it to my locker room i felt someone shove me in.
i turned around angrily but then i calmed down instantly when i seen it was randy.
"you fucking scared me randy" i chuckled while shoving him to which he pulled me back and pulled me back into a kiss.
i instantly kissed him back and his hands travelled to my waist pulling me way closer to his body and i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and started playing with the hair on the back of his neck making him shudder into the kiss.
his tongue slipped through into my mouth unexpectedly making me let out a breath and he smirked before quickly grabbing my ass and pulled me closer.
"well well well" we heard and i pulled away and looked at the door while randy just looked to the roof annoyed his hands not leaving my ass.
we turned to see trish stratus and i smiled upon seeing her and pulled away fully from randy and went over to her hugging her.
she hugged me back and when we pulled away she put her hands on her hips and looked between randy and i.
randy came up behind me and wrapped his arms round my waist and rested his head on top of my head and looked down at trish unimpressed that she had interrupted us.
"we're not dating" i clarified and she raised an eyebrow at me while randy huffed quietly but i could feel his chest let out a huff.
"yet" randy added smirking even though i couldn't see him i knew he was smirking.
"so is this your guys' dirty little secret?" she asked closing the door behind her so no one could hear her talking about it.
"a little yeah, but we fucked last night and-"
i cut randy off by elbowing his ribs making him double over in pain while groaning.
"you will be telling me all the details later on" trish told me and i smiled and nodded while biting my lip while randy was still groaning in pain.
"there's multiple videos" randy managed to tell her in a pained voice making me turn to him again shocked and trish burst out laughing making me roll my eyes at the two of them.
"that you will not be seeing!" i stated to trish and randy stood back up and grabbed my head gently shoving it making me stumble and i giggled.
"stop doing that!" i giggled and he pulled me closer and kissed me softly before pulling back.
"i'm still here guys" trish stated her hands still on her hips and randy turned to her annoyed.
"then leave" he stated and i smacked his chest disapprovingly and randy rolled his eyes and trish crossed her arms annoyed before sending me a smile and sending randy a middle finger before leaving and closing the door.
"i thought she'd never leave" randy stated before leaning in to kiss me but i gave him a dirty glare making him furrow his eyebrows.
"what?" he asked me furrowing his eyebrows putting his hands on my hair petting it softly.
"don't be rude to trish" i told him and he smirked and rolled his eyes before kissing my forehead which made me smile a little.
"i'm sorry, i won't next time darling" he told me and kissed me softly and i immediately gave in and kissed him back to which he smirked on my lips.
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anangelwhodidntfall · 2 years
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Injury: Randy Orton
WWE Masterlist
word count: 500
description: anon asked:  ( im SO sorry if u dont wrtie for him, that sounds rude but like no)- maybe an injury
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Why isn't she letting you go? Randy thought as he anxiously watched Ronda keep her armbar finisher locked on you despite you tapping repeatedly. After a few minutes of watching the unsuccessful attempts of the referees and medics trying to get her to let go of you, Randy made his way to the ring.
You were for sure that your arm was broken at this point, the pain was becoming unbearable to handle until you heard Randy's music which helped you hold on a little longer until you felt her finally let go, and you were pulled into Randy's embrace.
"I think my arm's broken." You said as the tears finally fell down your face as he cradled you in his arms as the medics looked at your arm.
"We need to get her to the hospital, that's the only way we'll be able to properly look at it." The medic said as Randy nodded his head allowing them to put you on the stretcher and take you towards the ambulance with Randy following.
When you woke up a couple of hours later, you woke up to Randy being beside you, holding your hand as he watched whatever was on the tv. You lightly squeezed his hand and he turned and looked at you with a smile.
"How bad is it?" You asked looking at him.
"They had to do surgery on your arm to put it back in place, so you'll be out of action for about two months." He said.
"Two months? I mean it ain't bad but still, that's two months out of action." You said.
"I know it sucks but at least your still in one piece for the most part." He said pressing a kiss to your forehead.
(2 months later)
Your arm was healed and you were cleared to compete again, so here you were standing anxiously at the gorilla waiting for Stephanie to announce you as Ronda's opponent for the championship.
"Now Ronda I would like for you to meet your opponent, you may remember her from when you nearly took her arm off illegally." Stephanie said as your music hit and you walked out taking a stance next to her as you listened to everyone cheer for you.
"Hi Ronda, remember me? See when you nearly ripped my arms off two months ago that gave me a lot of time to think and which is why I asked Stephanie to make out championship match a no disqualifications match...you know to even the battlefield." You said.
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wrestlersownmyheart · 3 years
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Designated Driver (Randy Orton One-Shot)
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Pairing: Randy Orton X Reader Summary: When the Lady Thriller Randy Orton truly falls for the WWE's newest trainer, he has to get creative and just a little conniving in order to gain her affections. Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original
characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination.
Designated Driver
Randy Orton watched as the woman he was head over heels for, danced and partied the New Year's Eve night away with their fellow WWE co-workers. She was the newest trainer to be hired by the company, and like all new-comer females that came along, Randy had tried long and hard to get her into his bed. But she'd refused him.
Again and again.
She wouldn't even go out with him on a legitimate date, for crying out loud. By the time Randy realized he cared enough about her to actually take her on a real date, he knew he was monumentally screwed.
I'm in love, he realized.
He no longer cared about just having a beautiful woman on his arm, or how good she was in the sack. He no longer wanted a woman who was all looks and no brains. He loved Y/N's mind. The fact that she was beautiful only made him appreciate her intelligence even more.
But now... Now he had to watch as she danced with other men. Laughed at their jokes. Smiled shyly up at them.
I blew it, he thought.
Wait.
Unless...
He came up with a plan that was risky. It preyed on her need to see to the care of others. It could win her over, or it could make him lose her for sure.
But he'd never know till he tried...
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The party was winding down, so you began getting your jacket and purse together while taking a mental role call of everyone who left the club to get to the hotel. It was a sort of habit you had to make sure everyone was taken care of. You had some sort of mother hen complex.
Oh well, there's worse complexes to have, you thought as you watched the last couple leave the building. But something didn't feel right. Someone was missing. Mentally you went over everyone you'd seen leave and with some quick calculations realized that one Randy Orton was missing.
Inwardly, you groaned. Why him, you thought. Why me, you thought further. You began looking around the club seeing if you could spot him somewhere but to no avail. You even opened the door to the men's room and called his name out.
Nothing.
Where is he?
You pulled out your phone and stepped outside, calling Randy.
His phone rang and rang with no answer. I swear Randy Orton, when I get my hands on you...
Next, you called Cesaro—you'd seen him and Randy hanging out some lately.
“Hello?”
“Hey, it's Y/N. Did you see Randy tonight? You know how I am. I have to know everyone is accounted for and safe. It's my cross to bear I suppose. So did you see him?”
“I did early on, but toward the end of the party he sort of disappeared. Do you want me to come back and help you look for him?”
You sighed and rubbed your temple lightly. “No, there's no need for that. You need to get some rest for tomorrow's show. I'll find him. He has to be here somewhere because his rental is still here,” you said, noticing the large SUV parked on the lot.
At that moment, you heard the scuffle of shoes on pavement, and turned to find Randy headed toward you, his gait unsteady.
“Ugh,” you groaned aloud. “Here he comes and he looks drunk. I'll talk to you later, Cesaro. Thanks for your help.” With that, you ended the call and turned to face Randy.
“Y/N... I need a ride...” Randy whined, and then stumbled over literally nothing. “Got too drunk...”
You rolled your eyes and groaned again. “Oh, Lord. I was worried about you, you big jackass. And all this time you were just getting plastered?” You hurried over to him and draped one of his arms around your shoulders. “Come on. I'll get you to your hotel room.”
You begrudgingly led him over to your rental and unlocked it before opening the passenger's side door and ushering Randy inside. However, he had trouble bending down without falling over.
“Oh, for crying out loud...” You put your hand on his head and nudged him downward gently and slowly so he wouldn't bump his head. Once he was seated, you made sure he had no appendages hanging out the door before slamming it shut. Then you were hurrying around to the driver's side and getting in the car.
“Buckle your seat belt, Randy. Can you manage that,” you asked, reaching for your own safety belt.
He fumbled with the belt till he had it pulled out enough to buckle, and then made a sad attempt at inserting the male end into the female end. He tried twice more, but couldn't manage even such a simple feat.
“Seriously?” You leaned over and fastened the belt for him. “To be so big and tough, you sure are helpless as a drunk.”
He let out a hiccup of a laugh and leaned his head back against the headrest.
“I swear if you barf in here, Randy, you'll be the one to clean it up,” you said as you started the car.
Seconds later, you were headed for the freeway that led to the hotel.
The drive was uneventful. Randy remained laid back and slept the whole way. Every now and then a snore would pass his lips and you couldn't help but chuckle. “If only your female fan base could see you now, Mr. Orton.”
You finally reached the parking garage of the hotel and parked in a space.
Now came the hard part.
Getting Randy awake, and alert enough to help you lead him to his room.
“Randy? Wake up.” It took you a couple of tries at nudging him awake, but he finally became somewhat responsive. “Come on. It's time to get you to your room, okay?”
A few minutes later, you had him out of the car and heading for the elevators with you.
Very slowly.
“Lord help me if you fall over,” you thought out loud. “I'll never be able to get you back on your feet.”
“Are we there yet,” Randy slurred. “'m tired...”
“A little further,” you told him as you entered the elevator. “What floor is your room on?”
“Uh...”
“Please, tell me you remember your room number. You at least have your key, right?”
“Uh...”
“Randy Orton, I'm going to kill you where you stand,” you said, leaning against the wall of the elevator.
You had two options. Take Randy all the way to the front desk to find his room number and get a spare key. Or you could take him straight up to your room and let him crash on the couch.
You chose the latter.
“Come on. You can crash on my couch,” you told him, punching the button to your floor. “We'll get your key situation sorted out in the morning.”
“Thanks,” he slurred out, and giving you an awkward one armed hug. You stiffened. Randy Orton was not a hugger, so apparently alcohol lowered his inhibitions a tad.
Several long, and grueling minutes of halfway hauling Randy down your hallway later, you were in your room and turning on lights as you went. You heard the door close and lock, but thought nothing of it. Randy was just securing the room for the night.
But, wait. He was not able to buckle his seat belt earlier. How did he manage locking a door? How did he even know to lock a door when he was in the shape he was in?
You turned to face him and saw a hint of that cocky smirk he wore more than half the time.
“Randy?”
“Yeah?”
You looked into his eyes. They weren't bloodshot and the pupils weren't dilated or anything. He looked clear-headed now.
You backed up a step. “You- You're not drunk, are you?”
“Don't panic,” Randy said softly, holding his hands up in a defensive gesture. I just wanted to talk to you.”
“About?” You asked, trying hard to do as he said and not panic. What does he want, you wondered.
“I want to know why you'll never be alone with me, until tonight, that is. Why you won't let me take you on a date.” He looked at the sofa. “Could we sit down while we discuss this?”
You slowly made your way to the sofa and sat down as he did the same. He sat on the opposite end from you, giving you a little space. For which you were very grateful, because you were still too uneasy to sit right beside him.
You swallowed hard and prepared your answer to his question. “Well, Randy... I guess it's because I know you only want to go to bed with me. After that, you'd be done with me. And I'm just not that kind of woman. I am looking for commitment, not a one night stand.”
Randy nodded, avoided your eyes. “I know. I used to be a one night stand kinda guy. But...”
“When did that stop,” you asked.
“When I met a certain trainer,” he said with a soft smile. He finally looked into your eyes. “It hit me one day that I wanted more than some brainless but beautiful bimbo on my arm. I want someone with some substance and intelligence.”
“Randy... I don't know what to say,” you replied, feeling flustered. It was your turn to avoid his gaze. “So... you faked the whole being drunk thing just to get me alone?”
“To talk, yes,” Randy said. “I'm sorry. I just didn't know how else to get you alone. You always want to help and care for someone, so I used that. Again I apologize. I actually do have my room's key card. So I can leave whenever you want me to.”
That got your attention. You'd never seen Randy apologize for anything. Ever. And he was being very accommodating to your feelings and wishes.
“Thank you,” you said, feeling a bit awkward. “So, you want to take me on a date? That's it?”
His lips quirked up a bit at the corners. “I want to take you on a lot of dates.”
“And is sex involved in these dates,” you asked sardonically.
“Only if, and when you are ready for it,” he answered.
He seemed deadly serious when he answered you. He seemed different to you. And for that reason, you were willing to give him a chance.
“Alright, Randy. We can date,” you said with a smile. “Just please remember you said sex could come when I'm ready.”
“I'm willing to wait as long as it takes,” Randy said. “Now, may I kiss you?”
You giggled in spite of yourself. He clearly was making an effort to be a gentleman and it was adorable. “Yes.”
He took his time in sliding closer to you, lifting his hand to your face and brushing his fingers down your cheek. His gaze met yours briefly and then scanned your face, memorizing it. “So beautiful,” he uttered. Then his hand went to the back of your head and pulled your face closer to his. Then he closed the gap between the two of you and captured your mouth with his. His lips were soft and warm against yours. You whimpered and then gasped to which he ran his tongue along your lower lip, asking permission. In reply, you slid your tongue past his lips and ran it over his.
And then the battle of the kiss was on.
He cradled your face in both his large hands and kissed you deeply, running his tongue along the roof of your mouth, your teeth, and finally over your own tongue. The passion between the two of you was combustible. And if not for the ringing of your phone, there's no telling how much hotter it would have become.
Groaning, and signaling to Randy to stay quiet, you answered the call.
It was only Cesaro calling to check in and see if you'd found Randy. A couple minutes later, you hung up and smiled softly at Randy to soften your next words. “I really want you to stay, so you'd probably better go.”
Randy smiled in return, “Okay. But just so we're clear... We are dating, correct?”
You nodded. “Yes, Randy. We're dating.”
“Okay.” He stood to his feet and went over to your door with you following close behind.
“Good night, Y/N. I'll see you tomorrow? We can work out when to have our first date.”
You nodded again, “Sounds good. Good night Randy.”
“Be sure and lock the door behind me,” he told you, reaching down and giving you another soft kiss to the mouth.
“So bossy,” you teased. Though secretly you loved that he was being protective.
With that, he walked out your door with one last smile over his shoulder.
You quickly locked up and got ready for bed, a dreamy smile on your face.
You couldn't wait for that first date.
The End
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𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭- 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: No warnings!
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Y/N has been feeling really comfortable around her new boyfriend, Randy. However, there are parts of her that he hasn’t seen, like her psoriasis, and she doesn’t know if she is ready to show that part of herself off.
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: @randyortont
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Randy and you have been getting a lot more close lately. Considering he got some time to just relax with you, you have been way more open and talkative with him lately. Your relationship is new and though you’ve been feeling pretty confident in your connection with him, you still have doubts.
Maybe its the fact that he’s a WWE superstar and practically could have anyone that looked his way that made you have your guard up or the fact that you still can’t fathom how someone of his social popularity level would want someone that is so private with their life.. You didn’t know, but something always was private about you and Randy enjoyed the chase. He continued to dig and as odd as it sounded, you enjoyed the feeling of someone being interested in you; Yes, you find it scary and keep your guard up, but finally being the center of someones attention felt good.
Randy had invited you over to his mansion with a few of his WWE friends. He specifically told you to bring an extra change of clothes for his pool. It was nice weather out and though you were excited to be in the pool, you were also nervous to be in a bathing suit around him.
Time had went by quicker than you knew it and you found yourself driving toward his house. Your heart fluttered as you made it to his home. Big and intimidating, but something about his house always felt like home to you- maybe it was just because you knew he would be there to cover you in warmth and make you feel loved. You parked your car, getting out with your bag of your swim suit and extra clothes in one hand and walking toward his door. Before you could even knock, the door swung open to reveal Randy in his swimming trunks all ready to go. You blushed, as you didn’t put your bathing suit on in preparation. Nonetheless, he wrapped you in his arms and pulled you in, planting a loving kiss against your lips. Something about his arms around you made all your worries go away. It happened every time and is exactly how he managed to get past all of the walls you built up. He pulled back, releasing you to walk freely in the house. You walked in, your cheeks rosy red and warm. “I’m sorry I didn’t come in my bathing suit, I don’t know why I didn’t.” You laughed, as his face showed he wasn’t phased by your mix up. He smiled, “Its alright, love. Im just happy you’re here. Many people can’t make it, but your face was the one I was looking forward to seeing the most. “ He cheekily replied, leaning in for another kiss on your lips. “Just go get dressed in my room, I’m going to walk toward the back and get the grill started.” You nodded, placing a soft kiss on his cheek.
You walked up the grand stairs to his master bedroom. His room was a place of security for you. The amount of times you guys watched movies and cuddled always made you feel safe. You placed your bag on the floor, unzipping it and rummaging through it to find your swim suit. Ah, a classic black two-piece. You were excited to put it on, but there were parts of your body Randy hadn’t seen yet. Considering you guys haven’t done the deed, you knew that there were parts of his body that were unseen by him. It made you nervous, but you were ready. You slipped off your slippers, unzipping your bus jeans and sliding them off along with your underwear. You folded your jeans and placed them neatly near your bag, doing the same when you took off your shirt and bra. You glanced at yourself in the mirror before sliding on your black two-piece. It was strapless and perfectly complimented your body shape. The only thing you were nervous about was him noticing your psoriasis. However, you were ready. If Randy wanted you, he would have to learn to love all parts of you!
You took a deep breath and smiled at yourself in the mirror, jumping a little bit when you seen his bedroom door open. “Hey, my love, You ready? I got the grill all set up!” Randy said, his voice a little raspy. “Babe, you startled me!” You said, putting your hand over your heart and laughing nervously. “Is everything okay?” He asked, moving closer. “I didn’t mean to startle you.” He continued, his facial expression changing to a more caring look. “Of course, I was just nervous. This is your first time seeing me in a swim suit, I just had to have a little talk with myself before going out.” You said, the nervousness in your voice prominent throughout the conversation. He picked up on the vibe, embracing you in his arms and looking down at you. “Whats wrong?” He asked.
“I don’t know, I just don’t want you to look at me different now that I’m showing you my body. We have such a good connection and I don’t want to change that by involving our physical appearance into things.” You said, continuing on “I’m not perfect like you or every other girl you may see. Im ready to be very open with you and I just hope you don’t start picking out my flaws.” You said, your eyes glossy and wide. He sighed, shaking his head. “I don’t want you to think like that, our connection goes way beyond physical appearance. After all, you showed me how to love without lust being involved. “ He said. He was right, you and him have been dating for over 3 months and have only gone as far as making out. He respects your boundaries, so why not be open and just put it all on the table. “You opened up my eyes to a whole new world of love- something I never thought id feel again.” He smiled, looking down at you and pressing a gentle kiss on your lips. You smiled through the kiss, pulling back for a moment. “So even if I have psoriasis you wouldn’t care?” You joked, being slightly serious in the moment. You didn’t know how to handle it, you just wanted to point it out before he or anyone else did.
“Babe, that doesn’t define who you are as a person. You are beautiful inside and out and I’m sure that when we get to that stage in our relationship, you’d still be just as beautiful to me. If not, more beautiful. For now, lets enjoy being in the pool.” He smiled, he trailed his fingertips up and down your back, making you feel that special feeling again that only he brought out of you. You blushed, “I love you.” You said for the first time. You both knew you loved each other, but neither one of you wanted to say the L-word yet. His face changed, confirming that he loved you back without even saying anything. “I love you too, and I’ll love you every step of the way.” He said confidently. You two let the moment sink in for a second. It sounded crazy that in just three months, you could fall in love with someone. Randy made it all possible for you again. He was just amazing in every aspect of the word.
He cut the moment off by saying “All of my guests cancelled on my besides you, I need some cheering up.” He laughed, untangling his arms from around you and tugging your hand.He gave you a big pouty look.
You took your index fingers up to the sides of his lips, curving them up so he’d look like he was smiling. “There, this is the smile id like to see.” You both laughed, and what felt like a sad moment got turned into a beautiful, funny moment…
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Feeling The Christmas Spirit (18+ One Shot)
Pairing(s): Randy Orton/Fem. Reader
Summary: Reader gets the idea to have a gingerbread house contest with her boyfriend, Randy. Spoiler alert: everyone wins.
Tags: 18+, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, oral sex, teasing, a bit of food play, you're gonna feel the holiday and the holy spirit, I'm sure.
Word Count: 933
‘’You want us to have a gingerbread house contest? Isn’t it a little late for that, babe?’’ Randy mused.
Sure, it wasn’t Christmas anymore, but it was still December!
It was still the holiday season, so I thought it was still fitting for us to have this contest.
Besides, I had plans for us and going through with those plans on Christmas day felt a bit predictable.
Gotta keep my man on his toes…
‘’So what? Itll be fun!’’ I exclaimed.
Randy looked on in amusement as I went upstairs, not waiting for him to answer.
His amusement dropped when I came back downstairs, decked out in a crimson red Santa outfit that didn’t leave much to the imagination…
The cold air in our home hit my legs, but Randy’s smoldering stare warmed me up straight away…
‘’I didn’t know we had to wear Santa outfits too,’’ Randy murmured.
I smiled to myself at the distracted tone in his voice.
‘’You’re looking festive yourself!’’ I mused.
I heard him follow me into the kitchen where I began taking everything that we needed out from the cabinets.
Like I said, I had everything planned and calculated…
I didn’t waste a single second before I started messing with him.
Looking right at Randy’s Christmas pj-covered crotch from my position crouched down near the bottom cabinets, I stared right at his hardening cock as if I hadn’t noticed it before.
‘’Very, very festive…’’ I repeated as I ran a fleeting hand over the prominent bulge in front of me.
I pretended not to hear him suck in a deep, surprised breath.
Then I continued rummaging through the crap in our bottom cabinet, searching for the powdered sugar.
‘’Oh, is this what we’re doing?’’ I heard Randy mutter.
The gruff desire disguised as amusement in his voice sent waves of shock right down to my clit.
Let the games begin…
Once the frosting was made and everything was laid out, we got down to business.
‘’You haven’t mentioned what I’m gonna get when I win.’’ Randy smirk.
I threw my head back and laughed heartily, shaking my head, and licking a bit of frosting from my index finger.
I watched Randy’s eyes glaze over in arousal, following my movements like a hawk.
‘’Cute. When I win- I get a shopping spree. I need new books.’’ I smiled.
‘’That’s doable.’’ He nodded. ‘’When I win… I get you.’’ He said, his eyes roaming hungrily over my curves.
I laughed again, biting my lip as I followed his gaze.
‘’That’s what you want? You don’t want anything else?’’ I giggled.
‘’Right now? Nah. That’s exactly what I want.’’ Randy said, pulling me closer by the waist.
I playfully shoved him away before he could press his lips to mine.
‘’Alright, deal. You get me. Anytime, anywhere, any place.’’ I said, smirking as Randy’s eyes lit up to match my devilish grin.
‘’Oh, you’re definitely losing now…’’ he said, whispering as if being at his mercy were such a terrible fate...
‘’Oh!’’ I moaned at the sudden feeling of Randy’s soft fingertips against my bare pussy, underneath my apron.
‘’Problem?’’ he said, and I glared at the shit-eating grin on his face.
That grin didn’t last long.
‘’We need a bowl. For the sprinkles.’’ I smiled innocently.
It took two seconds too late for Randy to realize that the bowls were also in the bottom cabinet.
Pulling his pj’s down, I wrapped my mouth around the head and my hand around the base of Randy’s cock.
My tongue swirled over the head, and I let out a giggle as he cursed loudly.
I heard several M&M’s fall from up above and onto my hair as Randy’s hands slipped and reached forward to grab onto the counter.
‘’Woah! Okay...’’ Randy chuckled breathlessly. ‘’You’re not playing fair,’’ he said.
‘’And you were? Touching my pussy is playing fair?’’ I challenged, flicking my wrist in a motion that had him muffling a groan.
I decided to stop torturing him, momentarily, and as soon as we finished up our houses, we posted them online for fans to vote on.
Randy won by a landslide.
‘’You did say anytime, anywhere, anyplace….’’ Randy said, his hand on his chin as he pretended to think over his options.
Without warning, I was picked up and sat on the kitchen counter, almost knocking over our sugary creations…
‘’Randy!’’ I laughed as he began kissing my neck and lifting my apron.
My laughter was cut short as Randy reached over and he dipped his finger into the leftover bowl of white frosting, then he swiped it over my hardened nipple before giving it a languid lick.
‘’Randy…’’ I now moaned, pulling him closer to me.
‘’Lay back,’’ Randy ordered, pushing my legs back against my body as soon as I complied.
I spread myself open for him and we both moaned loudly the second our bodies became one.
My knees were practically pressing against my temples on either side as Randy wasted no time in burying himself balls deep into me.
The wet sounds of our bodies connecting mixed in with the way his eyes bore into mine didn’t leave me much of a choice.
It took a mere few thrusts, and I was coming hard, my body trembling viciously as my orgasm wracked my body.
But Randy wasn’t done.
I could only lay there as his hips kept up their unrelenting rhythm, making me feel as if I were no longer in my body.
I was floating far, far away and I could only weakly beg for more…
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mamirhodessxox · 1 month
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New FF In the works because I keep coming up with ideas every single night when I should be sleeping
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Dead Witches Wish
Vampire!Cody Rhodes x Witch Fem OC!Reader
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Genre: Horror, Thriller, Paranormal, Mystery, Smut
Contents: Violence, Death, Marijuana, Alcohol, Disturbing descriptions of certain paranormal creatures, Smut in later chapters, Arachnophobia, Stalking.
Desc: Evara Barker has a family history of her family living in small towns right near the Appalachian Mountains which is a place known to hold mysteries, but one of the towns take place in Salem Massachusetts which is right by the mountains, she & her bestfriend Renna decided to move there after she started to have cryptic dreams of a woman giving her signs that she is destined to be in that exact town that is known for many disturbing things involving the Salem Witch Trials.
This story will be inspired by The Salem Witch Trials, The folklore & creepy stories on the Appalachian mountains.
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Character List:
Evara Barkee
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Renn Alden
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Cody Rhodes (Lowkey a stalker 😃👍)
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Randy Orton
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Emilia Rhodes
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Other characters will be introduced throughout this series.
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(Backstage with Drew) 
Drew: (Holding the kilt in his hands)  (Motions him to bend so I can whisper something to him) 
Drew: (Leans down) 
(Your keeping that kilt on all night)  Drew: (Smiles then whispers to me) After the match nothing will be on under the kilt. (Winks at me) 
(Smiles and rubs his face then we kiss) 
Randy: (Walks up) Well well what do we have here? Looks like someone needs to get a room. 
Drew: (Moves me behind him and stares at Randy) You need to leave. Now. 
Randy: I just wanted to say good luck. (Smiles) 
(I flip him off) 
Randy: (laughs then walks away) 
Drew: Hey now your my princess you dont need to do that. 
He needed it. 
Drew: That he did. Even tho I dont want you to do it Im proud of ya. 
(Smiles and we kiss more) 
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darktammy · 5 years
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A secret from the lunatic (part 2)
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Roman was in the back of the SUV while Seth was driving and Dean in the passenger side texting his girl. “Hey Ro how was the party?” Roman look at Seth with smile, “Yeah it was awesome man, David is cute kid. He already knows how to piss Y/n off.” Making everyone laugh as Seth look over at Dean. “Hey man you been text Renee for while just wait until we get to the hotel.” Roman look over to see Dean, “Yeah well she not answering, and also she’s been acting strange.” Seth nodded as he keep his eyes on the road. “Hey man maybe she needs some girl time that’s all.” Dean nodded, “Yeah anyways how was the little guy?” Dean said looking back at Roman. “Little man is just fine, if only his dad knew.”  Both men look at each other then Dean look back at Roman. “What do you mean?” Roman rolled his eyes as he look over at Dean. David’s father is a lunatic if he only knew how to keep it wrap up then he won't been born. He dad ran off on his mother because they had a one night stand in the hotel…” Roman stop as he look up at Dean who was confuse. “Never mind you guys that’s just me talking crazy.” Roman look out the window.
Tamina was in the women's locker room getting ready for her tag team match with Nia, “Hey how did the party go?” Nia said. “It was great we all had fun Dwayne got David a big basket of baby things. Roman got some clothes and other baby stuff.” She said looking up at her. “Yeah well I’m glad you guys had great time too bad to couldn’t make it cuz you I was sick.” Tamina nodded her head as she sigh getting up. “I’m ready for our match are you?” Nia nodded her head as they both walk out of the locker room.
Roman had a smile on his face while looking at the picture of him and David. “Hey cute kid she had.” Roman look up at Seth with a smile, “Yeah I still can’t believe it, Y/n had her first baby now she happy as a clam.” Seth laugh as Roman put his phone away. “Hey Roman I can’t help, but to wonder something.” Roman look at Seth, “David looks just like Dean.” Roman flinch as he look at Seth. “What nah man no way.” Seth shook his head. “Come on man I’m not that stupid Dean went to Y/n hotel room that night then she turn up pregnant, like only a dumb ass will not know that.” Roman look at Seth funny. “Ok well Dean I guess, but come on man.” Roman look down. “Just don’t tell Dean ok?” Seth nodded his head as they both got ready for there match.
Dean was walking with Renee in the back as they both laugh and kiss each other. “You know what babe?” Renee smile up at Dean, “We should get married.” Renee had a big smile on her face. “Really babe?” He nodded his head as they both hug then kiss each other. “Oh my god I can’t…..” Dean kiss Renee again. In the back Randy was standing here angry with what he heard about Renee. “I can’t believe this shit.” Randy walking away.
After Raw everyone was at there hotel rooms ether talking or rest just so they can get ready for the road tomorrow. Tamina was on video chat with you and David. “Look at my big man look who’s giving mommy a hard time to sleep.” She coo on the screen. You laugh as you keep the phone in your hand chatting with her. “Yeah he’s been a hand full since you left,but now his good.” You said laughing. Tamina smiled as you both keep on talking away about what you both will do once she came home. You stop laughing as you look right behind her. Your face turning pale. “Oh hey Dean.” Tamina look behind her just to see Dean standing here. “Hey Y/n how’s…” You ended the call making Tamina mad. “Really Dean? Don’t you have Renee to suck your dick for your enjoyment?” She walk away from Dean as he look at her confuse but also mad. Dean just want to know how you was doing after what happened that night when he walk out on you.
The next day everyone was on the road driving to the next town to start to show. Tamina was in the back with Roman while Dean was in the front and Seth was driving. Roman was looking at Tamina while she keep on texting you back about the baby. “You know you can keep us in the loop. Some of us want to know how little David is doing.” Seth said, Roman look at him, “Y/n said all David keeps on doing is kicking her in the face after giving him a bath.” Everyone in the car laugh. “How cute, how is she anyways?” Dean look back at Tamina, who look up at him. “She fine Dean never been better after becoming a mom she been pretty good.” She look back at her phone as she saw a picture of David came up making her aww. Dean keep his eyes on her.
“You know I’m not gonna lie, I like your sister Y/n.” Tamina, Roman look at Dean while Seth said “what?” Dean nodded his head as he look back at the road. After what happened that night I felt bad about it. Then over time from what I heard from you Tamina how sweet she was I start to like her.” She look at Dean as she rolled her eyes. “Yeah but after you took her virginity that night she has never been the same. So please tell me Dean do you like Y/n only because you pop her cherry?, or because your getting tired of Renee because her cherry was already pop along time ago?” Tamina with a attitude looking at Dean. Roman look at Tamina, “Hey come on now chill out.” Seth agreed, “Yeah Tam, just relax.” She rolled her eyes as Dean just puts his headphone on. Little did anyone know Dean did fall for you, after that one night after you both made out you both talk as you had sex once again.
Live show was great everyone had fun Nia with Tamina the boys in the Shield everyone had fun. They all went to the bar to celebrate after the show. Dean was sitting with Renee while the rest was at the bar drinking. “So Dean about the whole marriage thing, how are we going to do it?” She had a smile on her face. Dean smiled back giving her a kiss. “Hopefully once were done with this whole tour then we get back home relax and plain out the wedding.” Randy who was sitting right behind them was not to happy. “If you only knew Dean if you only knew what Renee did.” He start to drink his beer.
After the bar Nia bump into Renee as she smiled at her. “Hey Renee how are ya?” She smiled as she jump a little with joy. “I’m great you have no idea. Dean was talking about marrying me.” They both start to jump as they yelled. “So when is the wedding?” Renee laugh, “Were planning it all out.” They both start to laugh after that, “Hey Renee I’m glad you got over what Dean did with my step-cousin that night.” She rolled her eyes as she look at Nia. “Oh please Y/n that’s all she wanted was some hot guy like my Dean to just get in there pants that’s all.” Nia nodded her head as she look down. Nia remember that night very well. “Yeah well Y/n she can be a hand full, but hey i’m glad your both over it so now you both can move on.” Renee smiled as she gave Nia a hug. Then both walk back to there rooms as Nia entered her hotel room as she sat down on her bed and start to think about what happened that night.
All of you were sitting at the round table Nia Tamina, Naomi having fun. Nia was going to get the drinks Nia order up another round of drinks while she look over to see Dean with Renee making her mad. So she got an Idea she took out a small roofie out of her pocket then told the man to order a beer for Dean and to make sure he take this ‘candy’ that he loves. Nia smiled as she was bring the drinks back to the table. Later that night Nia waited for Dean to come over into her room. Nothing happened so just got ready for bed. Then she heard some funny noise coming in the other side of the wall. “Oh my god is that….Dean….and….Y/n?” Nia sat up as she heard the moaning and name calling. “No.” She said as tears started to rolled down her face.
Everyone was getting ready to head home Tamina was ready to head home just so she can see you and David. “I can’ wait to see them uh I miss them so much.” She said with a smile on her face. “Yeah I know and I can’t wait until he gets older so that way I can show him how to be a real man.” Roman said. They all laugh as they all got on the airplane to head back home. Renee and Dean made back home as she start to unpack she found a letter from Nia telling her what had happened that night at the bar. Renee sat down on her bed as she read the letter that Nia left for her.
“Renee I’m so sorry about what I did to Dean. It was supposed to a joke, but for him to end up with Y/n in that room that night I’ll take the blame for that. Then after that night I mean come on we both know Y/n was pregnant after let’s so the math here. We know the baby David belongs to Dean. I’m so sorry on how you had to found out about this. Tamina is the only one who knows about Dean being the father, but please, please try not to do anything crazy about this. Remember this Dean is the father so why not try to figure something out.”
Renee had tears in her eyes, as she finished reading the letter. She start to think about David then an idea came to her. “Oh I know what to do I know exactly what I’m going to do. Dean won’t know about it until after it’s over, but Nia is going to help me.” As she started to crumble up the paper.  
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your-mums-anus · 5 years
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Gender neutral Randy Orton fluffy oneshot with the classic “theres only one bed oooohhhh nooooo” fanfic trope
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viragoreads · 6 years
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I'm supposed to be finishing my Roman Reigns/Randy Orton daddy!kink fic. I've accomplished nothing today... *sigh*
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