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20/aries/ wwe girly.

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Hey lovelies!! Just to let you guys know i’m making a taglist for all future fics! I don’t want to make things complicated so honestly just comment if you want to be added to the taglist! ALSOOO REQUEST ARE OPENN!!! for any of the fandoms I write for!

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MOODBOARD (FOR MASTERLIST)

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TEXT VISUALS• TEXT ONESHOTS

(a/n: as yall can see😭😭😭 Darbi and Joe’s relationship is about as stale as old cereal😭😭 her and josh on the other hand👀 some of these texts are cute little oneshots that kinda establish Darbi’s dynamics with both boys)

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OC BACKGROUND

Darbi is currently 33 turning 34 in the timeline of this book (early 2023-2024)

Darbi is 4x RAW women’s champion

She has been on the roster since 2008

Darbi has won the womens tag team titles 3 times with her longest running tag team partner Tamina Snuka

Darbi’s gimmick is somewhat of a babyface war vet?

Darbi has won MITB twice.

Stardust is the Wrestler that inspired Darbi to wrestle.

Though WWE is aware of Darbi and Joe’s relationship, she is not currently apart of the bloodline storyline.

Darbi’s WWE debut was refereeing the dominik mysterio custody match. (a/n this was a choice for my personal entertainment😭)

Darbi has kayfabe been married to Cody Rhodes, cm punk, and, John Cena

Darbi was once RAW general manager and a guest commentator in 2013 due to a shoulder injury.

Darbi has won the Royal Rumble 3x and her favorite PLE to participate in is WarGames!

(a/n: if you guys have any more questions about Darbi or her career, feel free to ask in the comments or in my requests box! i would love to answer them all!)

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‘NO MORE ENTERTAINERS’ MASTERLIST

‘No More Entertainers’ (part 1)

Thanks 4 Nothing (part 2

in my nightmares (part 3)

dreams rarely do come true (part 4)

Christmasin Toronto (short)

pretty promises (part 5)

‘All I want + In Pursuit’ (short)

EXTRAS!

VISUALS

OC introduction• moodboard. (coming soon)

A/N : PLEASE READ! ( blackfem!reader will eventually become OC probably later when ‘in my nightmares’ mainly because reader was always supposed to be an OC but tumblr was glitching the other night and i accidentally deleted the draft with OC’s name and backstory)🫩🫩

[4pril12th]

THANKS 4 NOTHING

sequel to ‘No more entertainers’

synopsis : ‘Closer to the window, maybe you can hear the rain, closer to my heart and maybe you could feel my pain. Please don’t think i’m heartless i’d rather think with my brain.’

'NO MORE ENTERTAINERS MASTERLIST'

warning: fingering• spit kink•daddy kink• infidelity• dirty talk• arguing•foul language•mostly angst•slight fluff• oral ( m and f receiving)

pairing: slight roman reigns x blackfem!oc • Jey Uso x blackfem!oc

‘Thanks 4 Nothing’ by Mariah The Scientist

January 24th 2023- Pensacola FL 12:15 am

Darbi had finally arrived at Josh's house after anxiously doing donuts around the neighborhood for 35 minutes. Guilt creeped in her chest as she finally worked up the courage to go to his front door. She had never been anxious about this before but it seems as if now Joe had been getting suspicious of her late night rendezvous with his right-hand man.

She hesitantly knocked on the door and slightly stepped back, waiting for him to open so she could enter. As she waited for the door it felt as if seconds were going by as hours. Finally the door creaked open and she was blessed with his incredibly handsome face. "Surprise?" she said, awkwardly lifting her hands up in a shrugging motion in attempts to brush off the fact that she showed up extremely late. Joshua stepped aside with an exasperated sigh. "Wassup ma' ?" Joshua said in slightly aggravated tone.

Darbi paused in her tracks, clearly not in the mood forJoshua's attitudinal energy. "What the hell is YOUR problem???"She asked cocking her head to the side with wide eyes clearly trying to figure out what was going on. " MY PROBLEM IS YOU UCE!" He agitatedly exclaimed. She stuck her neck out and glared, insinuating that she needed further explanation.

"You text me telling me how much you love me, and miss me, and want us to be together for real, but then the second cuz' get in dem drawls you start treating me like shit! Showing up 45 minutes later than you said you would, cracking jokes about him being boyfriend number 1 and me being boyfriend number 2 , and i'm just over all the bullshit D!" Her face immediately softened as she further analyzed the pained look in his face.

"Josh, why didn't you just communicate how you were feeling instead of sitting around festering all this unnecessary anger?" She reached her arm out to caress his face, he swiftly moved his head over, obviously not in the mood for Darbi to seduce her way out of him being angry. " I don't know if you haven't realized this yet but you're stubborn as fuck! The second shit stop's going your way you start cutting up and acting out, on some bullshit uce!" He exclaims sharply, looking down at his feet not wanting to make eye contact with her knowing what it would lead to..

'please don't think im heartless, i'd rather think with my brain'

Josh was right. Darbi wasn't aware of her stubborn tendencies and it was tugging on her heart knowing that Josh felt this way about her current behaviors, but also the idea of him not feeling secure enough with her to express his emotions to her. "You're right, Joshua." He looked up at Darbi, surprised at the fact she was actually taking accountability.

" You took the risk of getting in this situation with me, knowing what me and Joe have going on, and I took it for granted. You gave me all of you and I only gave half of me in return and it's not fair to you. I really want to be in a genuine relationship with you, but i'm trying to get things handled at home and work too. If things go wrong our entire lives and even our careers could be over, I need to go about this as smoothly as possible and the one thing I want to ask from you is patience."

"I gotchu mama, i'll give you all the patience you need." His face twisted into a smirk as he pulled her in closer and leaned in to kiss her. He picked her up by her thighs and began to journey off to his bedroom.

Josh growled lowly, as her spun her around, pinning her face-first against the door, his hands yanked down her leggings to expose the smooth curves of her plumped ass and the glistening wetness of her pussy. He kicked her legs apart, one hand gripping her hip while the other slid between her thighs, fingers plunging into her slick heat without warning.

Darbi moaned, arching back into him, her breasts heaving against the cool surface as he worked her clit in tight circles, her juices coating his knuckles. "Uce prolly at home clueless, thinking you at the gym, working out but instead you at my crib getting worked out huh?" Josh whispered deeply in her ear, his cock sliding along her folds, teasing her entrance before he thrust in deep, filling her with one brutal thrust that made her cry out.

She pushed back against him, meeting every snap of his hips with equal force, the slap of skin on skin echoing through the room as he fucked her relentlessly. Her walls clenched around his cock, every ridge dragging against her sensitive nerves, sending sparks up her spine while her nipples hardened against the door. Josh's free hand found her breast, and squeezed hard, pinching the nipple as he drove deeper, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. Darbi's mind blurred with the forbidden thrill of cheating on Joe with his cousin.

Josh leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear as he kept pounding into her from behind, his cock stretching her pussy with each relentless thrust. "You love this, don't you, sneaking around behind Joe's back? Getting fucked by his right-hand man while he's in bed waiting on you , clueless. The thought make you wetter dont it mama?" " fuckkk, yes daddy. I fucking love it!" she breathily whimpered, as her walls fluttered around him. The forbidden thrill coiled tighter, mingling with the sharp slap of his balls against her clit and the slick sounds of her juices showering his cock.

Darbi gasped his name again, pushing back harder, her fingers clawed at the door as shame and ecstasy twisted together in her chest, her nipples scraped against the cool wood with every jolt. She pulled away suddenly, and spun to face him with a desperate hunger that matched his own, her eyes dark with need as she dropped to her knees. She tilted her head up at Josh, sticking her tongue out as a droplet of warm spit slid down her throat.

She trailed her hand up his muscular thigh, as she took his thick cock into her mouth, tasting their mingled juices as her tongue swirled around the head and down the pulsing vein. He looked down at her hungrily as she greedily devoured his cock, taking it all the way down her throat. Darbi sucked and bobbed on his cock with wet, eager strokes, taking him deep into her throat while her tongue swirled and lapped along the underside, spit already dripping down his balls.

"cmon mama, suck that shit up like you mean it." He groaned out hungrily. She moaned around his cock, spit drooling from the corners of her mouth down his shaft in thick, glistening strands that she smeared back up with her tongue, the wet sounds mixing with her desperate whimpers.

Josh groaned, threading his fingers through her sweat damped hair, then pulled her up to switch positions, laying her on the bed before burying his face between her thighs. His tongue lapped at her swollen pussy, flicking over her clit in firm strokes while two fingers pumped inside her. The wet heat of her folds enveloped him as she moaned and bucked against his mouth. "devour this pussy, let the people know who eat's it the best," she encouraged.

Suddenly her body seized,as her pussy clenched and then erupted, hot jets of squirt splashing across his face and chin in rhythmic pulses, soaking his beautiful salt and pepper beard and dripping down his neck while she trembled through the release. Josh growled against her drenched folds, as he lapped up the squirted fluid with renewed hunger, his fingers still continued to pump in attempts draw out every spasm until she was gasping and oversensitive.

He pulled back only to flip her onto her stomach, as he hauled her hips up slamming back into her dripping cunt from behind, the mix of her squirt and arousal making obscene squelches with every thrust. His hand gripped her hair, yanking her head back as he spat onto her asshole and rubbed the saliva in with his thumb, the slick invasion making her push back greedily. When his own orgasm hit, he drove deep and stayed there, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum in a powerful orgasm that overflowed around his pulsing cock as she clenched and milked every spurt.

He pulled out lazily, as they laid wrapped in each others arms, watching an old WWE PLE on the gaudy flatscreen that Josh had hung up. "don't dose off baby . You still gotta get home before it gets too late and uce start trippin on you." "mhmm" she lazily mumbled while pecking his cheek. "don't worry mylove im not."

and boy was Darbi wrong..

because by time she had woken up the notifications on her phone had let her know that I might be far too late for her to go about things smoothly.

8 missed calls from 'boobear' 4 hours ago

text message from 'boobear'

where the hell you at Darb???

are you okay babe ?

you aint been at the damn gym with Bianca for 4 hours now.

you wearing my patience out D.

let me find out you running the streets doing some bullshit.

we'll talk when you get home.

(A/N PLEASE READ!: SO READER IS OFFICIALLY AN OC AFTER COUNTLESS technical difficulties lmfaooo. I dont want anyone to be confused so i posted text visuals and an OC background so you guys can get to know our homegirl a little more :)

A/N PT 2 . okay guys first of all holy shit. shit is obviously starting to hit the fan. Do you guys think Joe knows she's cheating or does he think shes showing out due to the current state of their relationship. What do yall think the conversation is going to be when she gets home? is she gonna sneak out from josh's to go straight to joes and feed him more lies? or is she going to prioritize this time with josh despite joe's concerns?

TAGLIST: @yana3sworld @beccalynns-world @xnightmarexpunkx

[shes2real]

A Night Off

summary based on A Night Off by Drake and Lloyd. he took the night off for you… atleast, that’s what you believe.

- 18+ pairing: jey uso x female!reader

warning unprotected p in v, dirty talk, rough sex, creampie, use of plan b, cunilingus, multiple orgasms, tiny tiny bit of spit kink, daddy kink, teensy bit of plot

You swished the last swallow of wine around in your glass, watching as the light above the kitchen island catching the deep red as it moved. Your phone dinged against the counter, pulling you from your daze, and you glanced down at the notification lighting up the screen to see your man’s name.

Your eyes flicked down lazily at first, expecting another teasing video, but it was a message instead.

Your eyes widened a bit before you squeezed your legs together, thinking about all those lonely nights without him. The ache of it, the waiting, the way he’s going to make it up to you. He’s gone all of the time, sending countless videos and audios of him fucking his fist, desperate for you…you’d moan out in sync with his own strained sounds, listening to him confess how badly he needed you, how he couldn’t wait to get home and finally have you under him again.

Now you lay here, following his orders. no lights, no clothes, only in your heels. He’d taken the night off just for you, for both of you. You gleamed as you slipped on those heels that he likes, core throbbing at the thought of him finally walking through that door.

He’s waited weeks to be with you and he means it… every text from him carried that same anticipation. “Babygirl, I finally got a night to myself.” then another not long after, “I been waiting all week for this.” Tonight was all about you, he’s gonna make up for all of those lonely nights and there will be no distractions.

“Damn,” he cursed under his breath, shutting the door behind him. “Look at you.”

His eyes found you immediately in the darkened room, laid out just how he told you to be. The mattress dipped beneath his weight, seconds later his large hands began sliding slowly up your legs, “I’m hungry, babygirl.”

And Jey ate like a ravenous man, jaw flexing as the room filled with your increasingly desperate whimpers; little broken ah-ah-ah’s slipping free every time he glanced up at you as he licked and slurped on your clit. The look in his eyes only made it worse, like he had all the time in the world and intended to spend every second proving it.

As his soft mouth engulfs your clit, he groans at your taste. “O-oh…yes, Jey,” you gasped, tilting your head back as both of your hands tangled in his hair. Your legs quivered on either side of his head, your chest rising and falling with every shaky breath.

Jey gripped your hips as he lost himself between your legs, completely consumed by you. The low groans and moans he made only made you grow weaker beneath his touch, your slick coated his nose, lips, and his beard. Every time your hips lifted from the bed, his hands tightened, silently urging you to stay right there with him as he continued to make nasty slurping sounds.

He was really good at giving head, it’s been so long since he’s made you come apart on his tongue. Two fingers slid into you with ease, hitting that soft wall of flesh that made you start to shiver. Just as your breath hitched, “I—babe, I’m close—”

Jey pinned your trembling thighs down, you watched the slick strings of arousal stretched between your folds and his lips as he looks up at you, “Nah, we ain’t doing that running shit.” His thumb swept across your thigh, and for a split second the teasing disappeared from his expression.

You pleaded as he resumed lapping at your pussy, along with the frantic come hither motion of his fingers. He desperately wanted to draw out this moment. The way he held you down and worked incessantly towards your climax made it feel like he’d missed you just as badly as you’d missed him. Every sound that left your lips felt like a reward, something he’d been starving for. He felt your body begin to tremble, and he didn’t deny you. Hell, he loved how your thighs clamped tight around his head as you rode the waves, juices dripping down his jaw. But he didn’t stop. He kept licking through it, unwilling to let the moment end, savoring every drop of cum he could steal with you. Even when you whimpered from overstimulation, he couldn’t quite bring himself to pull away.

He looked up at you, “D’you wanna taste yourself, mama?”

You nodded, still wearing that blissed out expression as you pushed yourself up onto your elbows.

You expected a sweet, passionate kiss. Instead, he tilted your chin up, and a dribble of spit landed on your tongue before he leaned in, the kiss came immediately after.

His hand slid up the side of your neck, thumb brushing beneath your jaw as his mouth moved against yours. As he kissed you deeper, he pulled you closer until you were practically climbing into his lap. You could feel the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth when you chased him every time he pulled back for air.

When he finally pulled away, he turned toward the dresser to grab his phone, you watched his top lip lift slightly in a scowl as he glanced at the screen. Then he shut it down and tossed it back onto the dresser, turning his attention back to you.

“I wanna focus on you, baby. I love you,”

You smiled.

“I love you t—”

“I want you on top.”

That’s precisely how you found yourself criss-cross applesauce, chest-to-chest, enthusiastically riding your man in the lotus position. Jey’s hands roughly digging into the soft flesh of your waist and aiding your movements on top of his larger frame, he placed unhurried kisses trailing from your neck down to your chest, lingering as though he’d missed the taste of your skin.

It’s been a while since you’ve had sex, and having him so close again has you on edge already. You bit your lip as your eyes squeezed shut, your fingers clutching at the mattress for balance as your back arched. Luckily, he was holding you, grounding you as the overwhelming pleasure of it all became almost too much. You grew embarrassed at how sensitive you were, biting down harder on your lip to muffle your sounds.

“C’mere baby, gimme a kiss.” He demands, biting back an indignant growl, bracing his arms against you as your mouths meet. Neither of you can seem to catch your breath, too caught up in each other as he helps you slide back and forth in small motions. His abdominal muscles grind against your clit while you move, and fuck. You feel everything in you spiraling, pleading to be released.

You suck on his tongue to prevent yourself from crying out. When you finally pull away, a broken whine escapes you. “Oh my… oh it’s so fucking, f-fuckkkk.”

You bite your lip, tilting your head back as you move against him. Every motion feels effortless, it glides with so much ease across your lower lips, he hits your spot so perfectly with each rut of your hips. His eyes never leave you, almost as if he’s watching every feeling pass over your face. Like he’s memorizing you.

You’ve craved that unreleasable feeling that only ever came with him. Your bodies fit together perfectly and oh, how’ve you missed it. You’ve missed it so much that you were literally bouncing on his dick, rambling, “…Missed you, daddy! mmmm…missed youuu-ah!”

“Mhm, say it again.”

His groans deepen, his hand sliding down to your ass as his eyes stay fixed on you taking him, riding him so damn good. “You miss, what?”

He wraps his arms around your waist and pounds up into your body as you writhe against him, rolling your hips down on him. “I miss you, daddy!”

As your bodies moved against each other, you felt the impending coil of your orgasm preparing to snap, your fingernails digging into the sheets as you arched your back, cumming again as your mind filled with him. Nothing but him. The sound of his breathing, the warmth of his skin, the way he’s holding you. Most importantly, the way he’s helping you. Watching you with blown pupils as he guided you through your peak, until he suddenly scooped you up. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders automatically, clinging to him as he bounced you.

“Daddy misses you too, baby. He missed you so bad,” His raspy voice cuts through your loud panting as you rock against him, chasing every little bit of pleasure. Your brows pinching together as he kept going. Then, abruptly, his hands tightened around your hips, holding you still as he filled you up.

After moments of lying in blissful silence, you felt him tap your shoulder with a glass of water and a tiny pill balanced against his palm.

Your laugh came out breathless as you turned your head toward him. He watched you carefully, waiting until you swallowed the pill before reaching over to kiss you.

But that was Jey, to you, a man of his word.

So when he called once he was back on the road, you knew he meant every word that came out of his mouth. You listened to him talk for hours some nights, sitting with the phone pressed between your shoulder and your ear, listening to the low rasp of his voice as your hand trailed down to your core. You’d listen as he’d tell you how much he misses you.

“You don’t understand, baby… I can’t get that night out my head,” he says quietly. “Been thinking bout you all day. All week, really.”

You smile into the phone as he exhales on the other end. “I need you,” he adds. “I swear I do.”

And you believe every single word he says.

But on Jey’s end of the call, a woman rested beside him in the hotel bed. He sat up towards the edge as she hovered over his shoulder, her fingers tracing across the tattoos on his chest while he spoke.

“Miss you so damn much, baby.”

The woman leaned forward, her lips brushing against his jaw as her hand wandered lower.

“Miss you too,” you whispered.

Now she was on her knees between his legs. His fingers tightened in her hair as you laughed softly on the other end, completely unaware of the groan he swallowed back and the uneven breaths slipping between his words. To you, it sounded like exhaustion…just another long night on the road.

“You promise that you’re gonna take another night off, babe?”

“I’m gonna keep my word,” he tells you. “I always do.”

“I love you,” you said, smiling into the phone as your eyes drifted shut.

On the other end of the line, as he gently ran his fingers through her hair, she smiled too.

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[grxmmkxttie]

wait he's actually so adorable

[4pril12th]

non wwe related but can they PLEASE get Gabriel out of my villa everytime he’s on screen its just so awkward and uncomfortable he’s like walking fanfic foreplay idek the vibes are off🫩

[yoncegetsmewetter]

𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎

synopsis: after a tense day, jamila’s defiance leads to a heated power play that turns conflict into desire.

pairing: roman reigns x jamila

this did something to me. he does something to me, sigh.

masterlist.

the living room was full of unspoken words that afternoon as jamila moved through the space with deliberate slowness her rich dark skin glowing under the soft lamplight every curve of her full figure swaying in that way that always pulled roman’s eyes yet today she refused to meet them fully.

her full lips pressed into a tight line and her heavy tits straining against the thin fabric of her tank top as she bent to adjust a throw pillow for the third time that hour.

roman watched from the couch his massive frame relaxed but his dark eyes narrowing with each passing minute. he had promised her this exact day just the two of them no interruptions no calls from the road no obligations but her attitude had simmered all morning.

every small request had turned into a sharp retort every glance into a roll of her eyes and he could feel the tension coiling low in his gut the kind that demanded he remind her exactly who set the rules in this house who owned every inch of her body and every beat of her heart.

she knew better than to push him like this especially after he had cleared his schedule just to bury himself in her presence. yet here she was testing the limits with that quiet defiance that made his palms itch and his dick twitch beneath his sweatpants.

he let the silence stretch a little longer savoring the way her thighs shifted when she finally straightened.

she crossed her arms beneath those heavy tits pushing them up in a way that was almost defiant like she wanted him to notice but refused to ask for it.

roman leaned forward his voice low and steady cutting through the air.

“come here jamila. now.”

she paused her breath catching just enough for him to catch it before she turned those deep brown eyes on him laced with that lingering frustration from the day.

“why should i,” she muttered her tone edged with the same bite that had been grating on him since breakfast.

“because i said so,” he replied his words intimate and teasing but had that possessive edge that always made her stomach tighten.

“youve been walking around this house with that little attitude all day baby like you forgot who you belong to. i told you we were staying home together just us and instead of letting me take care of you the way you need you’re giving me this.”

he gestured at her stance his gaze dragging slowly over her wide hips and the way her ass filled out those shorts like it was made to be gripped and claimed.

jamila felt the heat rise in her cheeks a mix of anger and something deeper that always stirred when he spoke to her like this like she was his to correct his to mold.

she hated how her body responded even now her nipples tightening against the fabric and a slow throb starting between her thick thighs.

but she lifted her chin anyway refusing to crumble so easily.

“you promised we wouldn’t have to deal with anything else today roman but you still checked your phone three times before lunch like i dont matter enough to hold your full attention.”

he stood then towering over her his presence filling the room as he closed the distance in two slow strides.

his hand came up to cup her jaw tilting her face up so she had no choice but to look at him.

“oh baby that’s what this is about,” he murmured his thumb brushing her lower lip in a way that was almost gentle but carried the weight of control.

“you think i’d ever put anything above you when i said this day was ours.”

his other hand slid down to rest possessively on her hip fingers digging into her.

“but this attitude this pouting and snapping it ends now. you need me to remind you who controls this dont you. who decides when you get to act out and when you get put back in your place.”

tears pricked at the corners of her eyes not from fear but from the raw vulnerability of being seen so completely by him.

“please roman,” she whispered her voice cracking slightly.

“no baby you don’t get to please your way out of this. not after the way you’ve been testing me all day.”

he guided her toward the couch his grip firm.

“over my lap jamila. now.”

she hesitated for a heartbeat before he pulled her down across his knees.

her body draped over him vulnerable and exposed her tits hanging forward and her wide hips arched up toward him.

the first contact of his palm against the back of her shorts made her gasp.

he rubbed slow circles over the fabric teasing the tension higher before hooking his fingers into the waistband and peeling them down along with her panties in one deliberate motion.

her skin flushed under his gaze the full round cheeks of her ass bare and jiggling slightly as she shifted.

roman took his time letting his hand roam over the smooth warmth of her flesh squeezing possessively then the first sharp smack landed square on her right cheek the sound echoing through the room.

“that’s for the eye rolling this morning.”

another smack followed on the left side harder this time.

“and that one for snapping at me when i tried to kiss you in the kitchen.”

jamila bit her lip hard, her thighs pressing together as the slaps continued slow and deliberate.

each impact lingered her ass rippling under his palm the skin turning a deeper shade against her natural tone.

tears slipped down her cheeks now mixing with the growing ache between her legs. he paused after many smacks, rubbing the heated flesh with care.

his fingers dipped lower teasing the wetness coating her inner thighs.

“feel that baby,” he murmured against her ear.

“all this attitude and your pussy is dripping for me already. you love when i take you in hand dont you.”

jamila moaned softly her hips twitching as his fingers traced her folds without entering.

“yes,” she breathed barely audible.

“good girl,” he praised.

“but we’re not done yet. i want you to feel every bit of this before i give you what you really need.”

the spanking stretched on until she was trembling over his lap. her breathing unsteady with her body aching and needy.

when he finally stopped his palm rested heavy on her lower back holding her in place.

“now you’re going to ride me jamila right here right now. show me how sorry you are.”

he shifted her guiding her up until she straddled his lap.

her thighs bracketing his hips her slick pussy hovering just above him.

jamila reached down with shaking hands freeing him her fingers wrapping around his length.

roman groaned low gripping her hips hard.

“that’s it baby sink down on it slow.”

she lowered herself gradually the stretch making her whimper his name. every inch slid deeper until she was fully seated her body settling against him.

she began to move slowly at first rolling her hips savoring the drag of him inside her.

roman leaned back his hands sliding up to cup her tits, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.

“fuck look at you riding me, you were made for this.”

jamila moaned louder her pace quickening her body bouncing against him.

the sound wet and messy filling the room as she chased her release. he thrust up suddenly meeting her rhythm making her cry out.

after several minutes he flipped them easily laying her back on the couch.

he drove into her in steady powerful strokes.

“you feel that baby? you take this dick like a good girl.”

her nails dug into his back her body arching as the orgasm built.

it crashed over her in waves her pussy tightening around him as she moaned his name. he pulled out only to turn her onto her hands and knees.

her ass lifted high still marked from his hand.

he slammed back into her from behind deeper harder.

“harder roman,” she begged.

“that’s my girl,” he praised rubbing her clit as he drove into her.

the second orgasm hit her even harder her body shaking under him.

he buried himself fully spilling deep inside her with a groan. afterwards he pulled her back into his lap for another slow round. their movements softer now but still intense.

he pinned her wrists above her head in missionary staring down at her. whispering how she was his how no one else would touch what belonged to him then back to doggy spreading her wide watching himself disappear into her again.

hours blurred together as the madness melted into pure surrender.

jamila gave herself over completely and roman took with that steady control. by the time they collapsed together the room was heavy with heat and breath.

his hand rested possessively on her hip as sleep pulled them both under.

[4pril12th]

NO MORE ENTERTAINERS.

synopsis: “When all is jaded and nothing satisfies me. Tried to replace it. Tried to make sacrifices. Time was wasted. Times you let me fantasize. All for entertainment.”

pairing: slight roman reigns x fem!reader/Jey Uso x fem!reader.

warnings: unprotected intercourse• spit kink• cream pie• daddy kink• infidelity• dirty talk

disclaimer: was previously meant to be a one shot but will now be a series, because i was too eager to get this first part out!!🥴

Pensacola FL. 10:42 pm.

The house was currently flooded with a dreadful silence, thus leaving time for her to be alone with her thoughts. Usually she liked silence but this time it was different. Things were heavier, usually the home would be filled with a loud stir of giggles, yells, or even on moans, on a good day. Though things had been different lately, a house that was once filled with mostly fucking and figting was now filled with pain and exhaustion.

She longed to somewhat interact with Joe even if it was through the constant cycle of arguements and makeup sex. The silence was cut short by Joe’s shouts which only increased her aggravation and exhaustion. They had barely spoken all day besides at work and now instead of spending time with her, he was on the game with Jon and Sefa. She tied her robe around her bare body and slid out onto the balcony, blunt and lighter in hand. As she sparked up the blunt, her mind began to wander off to her most hidden desire and it was as if the same thing was on his mind.

Joshua.

Yoo.

read 10:57 pm.

you woke uce??

Read 10:58pm.

if you gon ignore me uce atleast turn the fucking read receipts off.

Read 10:59pm.

my bad, wasnt tryin to.

Read 11:01pm.

it’s all good mama. Just wanted to make sure you was good. u seemed a lil off today

Read 11:02pm.

im good bby. just bs wit joe.

Read 11:03pm.

talk to me mama.

Read 11:04pm.

shit not the same nm.

I wish it could be just us, josh.

Read 11:05pm.

it could be just us baby.

You just letting shit get worse stead of admitting what when been doin

or even just breaking up with him.

Read 11:06pm.

its not that mf easy. 🤦‍♀️

Read 11:07pm.

eventually you gon have to say sum uce.

I dont wanna keep waiting around for yo entertainment

I want shit between us to be real mama.

Read 11:08pm.

I’ll figure it out mylove.

please give me time.

wya rn???

Read 11:09pm.

im at the crib.

why? u tryn pull up mama?

Read 11:10pm

yea give me a lil bit.

gotta get ready.

and figure out sum shit to tell Joe.

Read 11:10pm.

you sick as hell you know dat right??😭

Read 11:11pm.

whateverrr bro.😒

Read 11:12pm.

She ashed out her blunt and smoothly slid the balcony door open to enter the house. As she entered the bedroom she jumped, getting startled by the sight of Joe sitting on the bed. “oh my GOD! what the the fuck?!” He chuckled at her fear but slowly stopped when he took in her appearance. “Damn look at you mama, cmere let me see what you got under that robe beautiful girl.” She reluctantly trailed over to Joe, suddenly feeling guilty for wanting dick when Josh was waiting on her to pull up on him.

She climbed on top of the bed and pulled her leg over his waist to straddle him. His hands roughly gripped her waist as they traveled up her supple body. His hands swiftly reached the knot of the robe and untied it. It smoothly pooled down on the bed behind her as his hands began exploring again. She leaned into his touched, longing and aching for more of his attention. “P-please.. touch me more” she exhaled. “Tell me what you want mama..” He said lowly as he dipped his head into her neck as his tongue traced her throat. “I-I dont know what I want. I just need you, pleasee.” She begged as he continued to nip and suck. “Okay mama, calm down I gotchu.” His hands gently cupped her soft plump breast as he trailed his tongue around her risen nipples. “fuckkk Joe.” she breathed out, dipping her head back and arching her back in pure ecstasy. She felt embarrassed that all he had to do was give her the simplest of touches and she could fall apart. She eventually grew tired of Joe teasing her and slapped her hands down on his thighs eagerly rushing to get his pants down. Usually she could handle foreplay but things were different now. She was tired of waiting for affection from him and it was now her time to start going after things for her self. She sloppily fiddled with the knot on his sweatpants and struggled a bit due to her long nails. Joe laid back lazily, clearly enjoying her struggle. She finally regains simple motor functions and manages to get his sweatpants down, looking into his eyes as she lined his thick veiny cock up to her entrance which was currently sopping wet. He picks he up and slams her down on his cock as a guttural moan ripped through her throat. “Shitttttt” She bounced up and down as he thrusted up, their movements somewhat paralleling each other. The both of them reaching a point of euphoria. “cmon mama give it to me. Fuckkk.” He groaned loudly. “Tell me whose dick this is baby.” He encouraged. “It’s minee, its my dickk.” she moaned out almost incoherently. “you damn right mama.” The thrust began to get more sloppy and less words were being exchanged due to the pure state of ecstasy both of them were entranced in. “Shit im closee.” She whispered in his ear. “You gon let me fill this pussy up mama?” She frantically nodded her head unable to get words out. Her hips tensed up and her eyes snapped shut as warm liquid gushed from her sacred hole. Joe flipped them around so he could thrust out the rest of his orgasm. He rolled from off top of her as he looked her in the eyes, pulling her into a warm, deep kiss. “You know I love you right?” She reluctantly nodded as she leaned in to peck his lips before rolling off the bed, robe in hand. “Where you going?” He asked, thrown off by her sudden exit from the bed. “I gotta go shower, Bianca wants to hit the gym so we can get in some more training before wrestlemania.” She said uneasily, feeling as If he would catch onto her lie if she made the wrong move. “Okay, i’m going to bed. Stay safe, I love you.” She blew him a kiss as he turned over to lay on his side in attempts to catch some sleep. She quickly showered, peed, and got in her car to make her way to Josh’s house. Guilt swirling in her stomach as she pulled off from her and Joe’s home.

( a/n: eventually im gonna get more comfortable with smut and i honestly reached flowstate a lil bit while writing this. Do yall feel like reader is in the wrong for wanting to have her cake and eat it too??👀 I meannn a girl has priorities🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ Comment below to join taglist!!! Chapter 2 is currently in the works! Hope you enjoyed lovelies!🩷)

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[4pril12th]

NO MORE ENTERTAINERS.

synopsis: When all is jaded and nothing satisfies me. Tried to replace it. Tried to make sacrifices. Time was wasted. Times you let me fantasize. All for entertainment.

pairing: slight roman reigns x fem!reader/Jey Uso x fem!reader.

warnings: unprotected intercourse• spit kink• cream pie• daddy kink• infidelity• dirty talk

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[4pril12th]

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