In times of crisis and indocile control there is always a time to sit down and document how you feel in that exact moment. Turn a moment into an everlasting memory.
He was tough. He was strong. He was unwavering in his determination to take over the wrestling community, but today would not be one of those days.
The sun was bright and welcoming with a hue of optimism. The beautiful specimen of a man laid peacefully next to her in the bed they shared. She had woken up before him not daring to move in case she woke him. She stared at his sculpted face, his small lips that were slightly parted to breath. The long straight bridge of his nose she loved to kiss the middle of just to see him smile.Â
His beard that she always told him perfectly framed his face and enhanced his features. The gruff and grit of it's appearance only drew her to him more. There wasnât a thing about his face that she didnât love.
They had rented a small air bnb for a couple days for him to recoup from a tournament he participated in near St. Louis. This was the morning after all the madness. He didn't get the win, but she was always proud of his efforts. She couldnât count how many times she told him to take a nap or a micro nap whenever possible. He relied on energy drinks and endless amounts of coffee to fuel him through the chaotic days any weekend possessed.
âMmmpfhâ Crewe groaned opening his tired eyes to meet hers. The groan was all too familiar. He was worn down and battling something, something wicked that would need her care.
âGood morning handsomeâ She smiled reaching up to scratch under his chin. He shook his head turning it away to let out a rifle of sneezes.
âOh noâŠâ She sighed instantly springing from the bed.
âIâm fine doll, Iâm fine!â Crewe objected to her sudden ejection from the bed. âItâs not what you thinkâ
âListen here studâ She walked back over to the side of the bed, kneeling down to slick back the hairs that had fallen in his eyes. âI knew this was comingâ Leaning up she kissed between his eyes. âStay!â
She scampered out of the room, b-lining to the kitchen to fix up the few essentials she knew he needed. This wasnât the first fight she had with sickness when it came to her man. She would never say it to his face, but he turned into a man-child when he was sick. At times she thought it was adorable and other times she wanted to lock him in the room until he was sick of hearing his own whining.
Fetching the teapot to fill with water and place on the stove. Lemon. Honey and a hint of mint to soothe his throat. Setting those aside while the water boiled she sliced a couple English muffins and popped them into the toaster. Opening the fridge she cursed noticing that the jug of OJ wasnât enough to fill a glass. Oh! A light bulb pinged in her head. Scurrying off to the bathroom she found the small box of emergen-c. He preferred those over juice anyways.
âBaby!!â She heard the whine from the bedroom. âCome back to bed!!â She laughed, rolling her eyes and peeked her head in.
âIâll be right in, honey bunchâ She winked zooming back to the kitchen to silence the now whistling pot of boiling water. Grabbing a mug she filled it up adding in the few ingredients just the way he liked it. She would never admit it, but she liked playing nurse. How he would curl into her with a tissue in his hand and his head on her lap. He would purr like a kitten as her delicate fingers laced through his stringy black locks.
Opening a cupboard on the far end of the island she pulled out a long wooden tray to house the items sheâd deliver. Fixing his English muffins onto a plate with a slab of butter on each. Preparing the tray to her liking she finally headed back to the bedroom where her pouty boyfriend was sat up against the bed post. Draping the tray across his lap she climbed back into bed and kissed his cheek.
âThe perfect feast for my sick biker daddyâ Her face was as bright as the sun radiating its warmth.
âYou always know how to make my tea babyâ He sniffled reaching for a tissue that conveniently there. âIâm not sick though..itâs..â
âUh uhâ She cut him off, placing a finger over his lips to quiet his objection. âI know when youâre sickâ
âIâm noââ He couldnât play it off anymore as a cluster of sneezes ending in a harsh cough seized his words. âFuckâ
âNo, no, we canâtâ She teased placing a feather light kiss on his temple. âYouâd cum and sneeze..it would be such a messâ She giggled burying her face in his neck, rubbing a hand over his stomach.
âOne time!! It was one time!!â He laughed, shaking his head, sipping more of his tea.
âThis is why when youâre sick and need to get your jollies off you put tissue up your noseâ She couldnât stop the laughter remembering of when it happened. He was laying on top of her laughing with her as his body stuck to hers from the mix of sweat, cum. Luckily the missile of snot was on his pillow.
âArenât you supposed to be making me feel better?â He asked just before biting into the English muffin an eyebrow cocked upward in question.
âYou have tea and muffins! Iâve done most of the workâ She pulled back to meet his eyes, beaming at the man she adored down to her very soul. âDo you need anything else?â
âJust stay here with me, keep me company?â He smiled leaning in to kiss her.
âDammit..â He sighed. âI canât kiss youâ
âI donât know how you are going to live without kissing me!â Her hand came up to run through his hair, twisting her fingers around the silky ash colored strands.
âI miss your lips alreadyâ His face sunk grabbing the tablets of emergen-c, downing them with the last gulp of his tea. âWhat did I do to deserve such a wonderful lady?â
âOh, I donât knowâ She pondered playfully even if she knew the answer. âHeâs the kind of boyfriend girls dream of when young..except the sex is much better than she could've ever imaginedâ
âSexâ He groaned, licking his dry lips. âWe havenât in over a week and now Iâm sickâ He growled a fierce force of frustration.
âDid someone have plans?â Her fingers continued to dance in his hair, watching his eyes look over her body.
âI had so many plans for every beautiful piece of skinâ His mouth was full of the last bits of food.
âIn a couple days, my loveâ She smiled picking up the tray, leaning over his lap to set the tray on the floor. A loud smack to her behind rang through her body.
âExcuse me sir!â She laughed tsking her tongue a few times looking over her shoulder at him with a wicked smile. He wouldnât let her move hovered above his lap on all fours. His hand massaging over one of her ass cheeks.
âI just want to take a bite out of youâ His voice was husky, desperate and needy. It resembled the whines of the sicknesses that plagued him before this. He always had a spike of energy before it all hit him at once.
âCrewe, sweetie..you need to restâ Her strength won rising up to sit back on her legs. âEven if you are hornyâ
âIâm halfway there!â He was doing anything he could to convince her he was capable of a quickie. âYou can sit on my lap, bounce on my cock and I can play and suck on those perfect titsâ She squirmed where she sat. She was visioning his tantalizing words. His tent was half pitched poking at the comforter.
âYou know I canât be on top and not kiss you, so hushâ She laid down back by his side, rubbing his tattooed chest. He huffed out a heavy sigh sinking down to rest his head between her breasts. His arm wrapping around her waist, squeezing her side.
âI love youâ His voice was sweet, kissing above a mound of her bountiful breasts.
âAnd theseâ
âHoney, I love you more than life itself, butâ Her nails raked at the base of his hairline. âIf you try to con me into sex one more time Iâm going to make you lay here aloneâ
âBaby!!â He immediately objected, looking up at her with puppy dog eyes. âIâll be a good boyâ
âMmm good boyâ She winked, kissing that spot on his nose she claimed from the day they met.
âCall me Daddyâ He returned the wink, teasing her yet again.
âSir!!â She laughed, biting the tip of his nose this time. âYou are the worst patientâ
âI'm an assholeâ He grinned, reaching behind her to cup her ass. âSoon, very soonâ
I always prided myself on keeping my nose out of everyoneâs business, but Drew was an exception. He had a nervous energy whenever he was around me. I didnât understand why the outspoken and boisterous man was so timid around me. A few of the other superstars tried to convince me that he had a schoolboy crush on me. I brushed off the thought, because me? Of all of the ladies that scattered the roster, I couldnât fathom that I was the main option in mind.
I decided it was time to come out and bluntly ask what was happening between us or if I was paranoid. I was split down the middle. It could easily go either way.
The door to his locker room was open, but no one was occupying the room. I was about to leave the room before I spotted an open journal on top of Drew's bag.
I shouldnâtâŠI really shouldnât.
I bit the corner of my lip weighing my options. I could wait and ask him myself or I could invade the journal that could very well have my answers. I didnât have time to contemplate any further. I was desperate for answers.
Exhaling out a long breath my fingers wrapped around the leather bound journal. At the top corner, it read todayâs date with a lengthy post. I was ready to close it until I spotted my name in bold text. I couldnât stop now. The truth was in my hands, staring me in the face.
âHer beauty is unlike another. The way her smile tugs to reveal the whites of a smile that glows warmth into my heart. How can a man dream of a woman so fondly and closely, but never muster the courage to engage her affections? Her silhouette haunts my dreams. Her eyes that bare purpose and meaning I wish to look into mine and read my soul. A soul that beckons for her to come to me. I need her to know, but how can I reveal my love for someone who wonât shed a slice of time to understand why my need for her is driving me crazy? Someday, someday the courage will comeâ
âAnd guide me into the arms of the woman I fantasize about being mine and mine aloneâ I must have been muttering the words out as his voice finished the last of the writing. His voice rang into my ears, shaking me from my skin like a snake birthing into its own new flesh. I didnât dare to move or breathe as his own breath ghosted over the shell of my ear. His hands squeezed either side of my arms, holding me where I stood.
âI-Umâ My voice choked up. I had never read something so eloquent before, let alone aimed towards me. âDrew...â I let out a long sigh feeling my head pounding from the realization and onset of emotions.
âI never knew how I would tell you, but those pages took my fear and put it into something beautiful...like youâ I smiled closing the book, dropping it back onto the duffle bag.
âIâm sorry that I butted into your businessâ I frowned, looking down to my shoes. His hands left my skin but returned quickly to stand in front of me and lift my chin to look up at him.
âOne of us took the initiative to break the silence and find out what was going onâ He smirked happily. âIâm glad it was youâ
âIâm sorry I read your diaryâ I still felt apologetic. I hated that I had to resort to this action, but it revealed the truth I needed to know.
âIâm notâ And with that he leaned in capturing my lips in a softly sweet kiss. I smiled against him, returning the gesture. At least we both knew how the other felt now. A beginning I had never known would come.
Notes: @unabashedwwesmut helped me craft this to a beginning. She helped me find parts to work on and where to start. I canât thank her enough for her support in simply just listening and helping me bring this fic series to life!
Warnings: Angst. Infidelity. Manipulation. Iâm relieved to be finished with this series. It was very hard to write but I know I needed it to help myself and hopefully someone else who went through something like this. Thank you for reading this!
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She wasnât the same after the news. The reflection of her soul that was once bonded to mine had passed on. Each day her spirit in a lull of the reminder of a being she so desperately wanted. It was her last fleeting wish to retain a relationship she constantly tried to resuscitate.
He was the bane of her existence. He was the pill she choked down every day. She thought life would end without him. How could she let one person procure the thought of life ending? How could she let anyone grant the power of her existence? How could she let this one man dictate how she moved forward with her life? She felt pathetic, useless, a charity case too damaged to forge forward.
It was until one morning she woke up alone in bed rolling over to see his side of the bed hadnât been touched. A huff of air pressed past her dry lips. Sitting up in bed she knew that she was done. It was over. When life knocks you down? You brush your shoulder off and push on no matter how hard the feat staring you in the face. Â Baron was a chapter rapidly closing. It was time to flip to a new. It was time to reclaim the life sheâd been missing.
-Baronâs POV-
I had never felt such a distance between us since the news. I was the one making efforts for affections. She never pushes me away but she would fake a smile and peck my lips. She was desensitizing herself to my presence. The fights we used to have were no longer a problem. She shrugged me off or simply walked away. I couldn't pull an authentic reaction from her. She was a shell of a being sharing a house and sometimes our room with.
-A week earlier-
âFuckinâ-shit!â I snarled as I stumbled my way in the front door in a drunken stupor. I made the excuse of going out with the boys but really I went out by myself to drink and drink and drink some more. The uber home was slow and dooming. A song she loved played just before the trip ended. It left me in a somber mood. I just wanted to be around her.
âBabe!!â I yelled out kicking off my shoes on the welcome mat after shutting the door behind me. I felt anything but welcome in this house. Especially in this state. I could picture her eyes roll knowing the liquor-laced whine I propelled to force attention.
âHmm?â She rounded the corner with a look of annoyance playing up her features. She didnât look happy to see me although that was nothing new. Her eyes pierced through me.
âHey..heyâ I smiled stupidly stumbling to get closer to her. She was wearing one of my shirts. One of the few things that hadnât changed.
âWhat is it, Baron?â The tap of her foot on the wooden floor was defining. I could feel her animosity radiating to me.
âShhh, I just need youâ My voice was whiny, needy even. My tall frame towered over hers. She stared up at me with a blank reference. I couldnât read her.
âYou only ever need me when youâre drunkâ She sighed shaking her head.
âYouâre still mad at me about the babyâ I huffed dropping to my knees cupping my hands over her stomach.
âThere never was a baby!â She seethed out venom-injecting into her words.
âThere could be babe...we could try againâ I hugged my arms around her middle, nuzzling my face into her stomach, kissing over the shirt. I was blindly finding a way to keep her. My drunken state proving how much I needed her.
âBaron...st-stopâ Her hands came to rest on my shoulders, squeezing tightly. I was unsure if she was pulling me closer to pushing me away.
âI wanted that babyâ I groaned squeezing her tighter to my body. âI wanted her so badâ
âHer?â Her voice was puzzled. I never revealed to her how much I had given this thought. Some nights when we shared a bed I would watch her sleep. Watch how she stirred, hating that the bad dreams were probably because of me. Hating how she wouldn't roll over in one of my shirts. The bottom rolling up to show off the bump housing our child.
âHer name was going to be Isabella. She was going to be Daddyâs little girl who had your eyes and the cute dimple in your chinâ
"Ba---" She whimpered, cutting herself off to gasp out a breath she had been holding.
âShe would have loved football babeâ I pulled back just enough to push up her shirt to show off her belly, smiling as if there was already a baby brewing inside. âWe would have family football parties during big gamesâ I was staring at her stomach, rubbing along her sides, kissing just above her belly button. An exhale of breath making her shiver as my lips remained connected to her soft skin.
âYou are so drunk...â She whimpered again, sniffling as I carried on. She couldn't get much in to refute my claims.
âShe would be 3 or 4 before we had Henryâ I hadnât even noticed or felt the tear trail down my cheek, dripping onto her skin. âThey would be the best of friendsâ I paused looking up at her to see her eyes red and puffy from her own tears. âLike we used to beâ
âWhere is all of this coming from?â She brushed away the tears that accumulated under her bright beautiful eyes.
âI lost her too babe...â My voice trailed off returning upright to cup her face.
âBaron I was never pregnant...you know thisâ Her eyes closed, head slumping down.
âFor a day in our minds? You were, even if the test was a false positiveâ
âWhy...â I felt a sob choke her voice. "Wh-why now?" She gulped, glaring at me. "Yo-you wanted me to abort it at first!" The anger rose in her voice, hissing in resentment.
"I was scared! It would change everything! I would feel obligated to marry you and you know I can't do that again" I looked dead into her with eyes full of sadness. A sorrow projecting from the soul I lacked to possess. I'd never been able to change. I was hard-wired to fuck up our future.
"Stop reminding me!" She yelled shoving me back so hard I hit the wall.
"Baby...we can work on this" My voice frenzied to convince her to embrace me.
âWhat are we doing?â She took a step back noticing the power she possessed, staring at me with a scared? Scared? Why was she suddenly scared?
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â I took a step forward, reaching a hand out for her to take. "Talk to me"
âStop trying to win me back. We both know you want outâ She swatted away my hand like an obnoxious fly buzzing around her face. Her tears were my focus. Iâve made her cry so many times.
âI love youâ My voice barked out in anger. I wasnât sure if I was trying to convince her or myself. She jumped back, glaring at me.
âThis is not love, Baron!â She yelled crossing her arms. Her foot tapping again. It was like a bomb continuing down to its destruction. I was still transfixed on every single droplet of tear that fell from her eyes. Each a stab to the chest.
âTell me this isnât love!â I surged up to her taking her face in either hand placing a kiss on her lips. It sucked all of the air from my lungs. I hadn't felt this consumed in her, in a moment, in months.
At that moment I felt my heart swell and break. Her shock transitioned to confusion and a lackluster response.
âBaron..â The tears were rapid. Her quiet sobs no longer hidden. Her breaths hyperventilating as her hands gripped onto my wrists of hands that housed her face affectionately.
âI donât give a fuck that Iâm drunk..really drunkâ I closed my eyes to keep my stance from wavering. The room was starting to spin. âI love you so fucking muchâ
âI love you but I canâtâ she gasped for air, dropping her face into my chest. Her small hands balling up my shirt into fists, clinging to me desperately.
âI can be better!â I wasnât sure if I was lying or not. I was in a panic to keep her. I wasnât ready. I would never be ready. She was everything to me.
âBaron..y-you know this isnât hea-healthyâ I could hear the defeat in her voice. The strength she once relied on was depleted.
âBut I fucking love you!â I was stewing in anger that she wasn't hearing me out. I didn't care that I was drunk. I cared that she understood my heart was sober and calling to her. I had been so absorbed in her and her tears that I failed to realize my own hysterics. My own face stained with tears.
âI wish that was enoughâ She whispered slumping against me.
"Where's my girl?" My voice was hoarse and soft, returning the whisper.
"She's wistfully waiting back at the start wishing she had this man" She chewed at her bottom lip before continuing. "This man that wants to fight and showing a love she wanted all along'
"Whose the girl I'm holding onto now?" I didn't want this answer. I didn't want to know how much I broke her.
"A broken shell of the girl who doesn't even know how to love herself" There it was. A blow to the gut that made me hiss out. A show of how much I hated myself.
"I can fix you" My thumbs stroked her cheeks, tilting her head up to meet my eyes.
"You can't fix me, Baron" Her bottom lip trembled. "Because I could never fix you"
-End Of Baron's POV-
-Present day-
Sunlight. The buzz of your phone dancing on the nightstand for attention. Groaning you waved your hand at the device ignoring its repetitions. Getting out of bed rubbing your newly awoken eyes, yawning as you emerged into the living room. Heading straight for the coffee machine you mindlessly moved around in routine.
Humming a random tune to yourself you poured the black beverage into your favorite mug. The hue of the steaming wonder resonating with how you had been feeling as of late. It was then your eyes fully opened accepting the day.
Your eyebrow raised, peaking in interest to the sound of voices down the hall. You could hear Baron and....no. He wouldn't...would he?
You choose for the moment to finish your coffee. If the noises continued you would investigate. Your mind was racing with each sip you took. By the time you finished the noises were louder and you couldn't deny what you heard.
Heading back to your bedroom you picked up your phone, sending Baron a text.
You: Baron...you didn't come to bed :(
You had to play it up that you were upset that he didn't crawl into bed. You wanted to see what lie he would conjure up to cover his ass or if he would come out and say that he had someone in the guest bedroom.
Baron: Got tired watching something on TV and passed out there. Sorry.
You: Oh..ok. Where are you?
Baron: Why does it matter?
You: Why are you getting defensive? I'm asking because I wanted to make you breakfast
Baron: Already ate. Don't bother. I'm out.
You pressed your lips together sucking in a breath through your nose. He's lying with ease, with no remorse. Walking out to the living room you glared towards the bedroom down the hall.
You: That's funny
Baron: Huh?
You: I can hear your voice in the guest bedroom, honey bunch
Baron: Fuck...
Your attention fled from your phone to the presence of your...you didn't even know what to label him anymore. His moods and labels changed every day like underwear.
"Is it so hard to ask for privacy?" Baron glared at you, closing the door behind him.
"Excuse me?" You laughed tossing your phone onto the couch. "I came out here to get coffee but the impassioned sounds of lovers pulled me from enjoying my coffee" Your glare matched his, crossing your arms.
"That's the TV" He rolled his eyes. "Maybe I just wanted space"
"Space? Are you kidding?" You ran a hand back through your hair, smirking in annoyance, masking the rage bubbling within.
"We shared the bed the other night!" His voice protested your emotions. "I even kissed you goodnight!"
"You kissed me goodnight because you were on top of me, in your boxers, trying to get laid and when I rolled over? You got pissy" You huffed. Your blood was running cold. He was treading a fine line.
"What the fuck?? I was horny and you shut me out!" He was only inches from you now. "I wanted you and you turned your cheek like I wasn't worth your time"
"Baron" You sighed, pinching the gap between your eyes. "I put you before everything, even myself sometimes" Looking up you met his eyes. "Maybe I wanted to put myself first for one night and sleep"
"Do you even want me anymore?" There was something different behind Baron's eyes. Something that rarely came to the surface. Vulnerability.
"Baron not even three nights ago I walked in front of the tv, dropped to my knees and seduced you into letting me suck your dick!" You groaned smacking your palm to your forehead.
"You interrupted the game" He shook his head. "We lost that game"
"Get that bitch out of our house before I drag her out by her hair!" You snapped, remembering the female that was likely nude or close to it in the other bedroom.
"Excuse me?" Baron tried to play shocked. Unfortunately for him, he was a terrible actor.
"I never thought you would step out but you always surprise me for the worse" Your voice ashed over sardonically.
"You shouldn't deny me when I want you" He looked back towards the bedroom noticing the girl standing in the doorway. A blank look in her eyes. "Fuck"
"Oh hey sweetie!" Your smile caked on to mask the malice practicing trial runs of how you were going to drag her out. "My sometimes boyfriend here, Baron, you know Baron!" You continued your mocking actions wrapping an arm around his waist and placed your other hand on his chest. "He should've really told you about me!'
"Baron, who is this?" The confused girl looked to Baron as you beamed up at him.
"She um..." He looked down at you, widening his eyes to let go of him.
"Aww tell her babe! Tell her who I am! Maybe we could all be friends" You could feel Baron's whole body tense. This was uncharted territory. He had no idea how to react.
"This is my girlfriend" He growled, adjusting his eyes from you to the girl whose face grew red. "She's a real peach" He gritted his teeth, clenching his fists.
"Now sweetcheeks" You let go of Baron to meet her halfway. "I'm going to tell you how this is going to go" Holding up a finger you smiled. "One? You are going to go in there gather ALL of your things"
"O-Ok" She gulped motioning back into the room. Her blank expression morphing to panic.
"Two, you are going to leave this house and delete Baron from your phone" You stood in the doorway holding up two fingers.
"Got it" She paced around the room making sure not to forget anything knowing she wouldn't be able to come back for it.
"And three? If I ever see your face near this house or on his phone again? I will be a whole new problem you won't want to deal with" Your smile fell to an emotionless straight line of lips and dead eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'll never speak to him again!" She was shaking, whimpering in fear. A small voice in your head echoed that you were being irrational. You shrugged your shoulders, remaining cold and unwavering.
"Go on. Don't even look at him as you go" Stepping aside you watched her fly past you and out of the door. A demon exercising itself from the household.
"Who the FUCK do you think you are?" Baron's voice called to you, angry and brash.
"Oh no no no" You laughed taking big steps to meet him in the kitchen. "Who the fuck do YOU think you are, Baron?"
"We aren't together!! I only said that to get her out of here faster!"
"I never pegged you as a cheater" That hurt to say, feeling your gut turn, questioning a million things in your mind at once.
"She's the only one" He sighed reaching out, touching your shoulder. "I needed to know if I could fuck someone else"
"Ow," You flinched, frowning. You thought he couldn't hurt you anymore. You thought every blow had been dealt. He couldn't surprise you anymore. You were wrong. You were always wrong.
"Babe.." His voice trailed, staring at you with somber eyes. "I felt nothing with her"
"I don't care!" Your voice grew in volume, creating a space between you two with a couple steps. "You've lied since last night! Lying and cheating in less than 24 hours" To say you were pissed was an understatement. The tears forming in your eyes were of anger, not a loss.
"Baby come on...hey" He stepped up to you once more, reaching over to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear. "Let's talk about this"
"We are talking, Baron, you are full of shit and I want none of it" You flicked away the first tear from under your eye. "You know what hurts the most?"
"Babe..let me explain" His voice was pathetic, needy in hopes to get you to understand.
"What hurts the most of that before the label, before the sex?" You paused, frowning. "You were my best friend"
"Were? Hey! Hey! No, no, no" His hands waved in front of you in objection.
"I'm done, Baron. I'm so dead in my heart and so drained in all aspects....all because of you" Your hands pushed to shove him away. You wanted space that he wouldn't grant.
"Baby!" His eyes were wide showing the fear of reality. "I love you and I don't want you to leave"
"Why is it always about what you want?" You shoved at his chest again, pushing away his advances. "You are a selfish prick!!"
"I'm aware that I'm a piece of shit but do you really have to shove it in my fucking face!"
"Yes, I do! You fucking CHEATED!!!" You screamed, hating that you couldn't get away from him. Your back hitting the wall. His hands pinning you into your place on either side of your head.
"I have been trying so hard lately to make you happy!" He glared at you, clenching his fists against the wall. "Giving you affection, sleeping in the same bed again, telling you I love you, calling you these pet names and not pulling out when I bust inside you"
"I want to go" You whimpered, putting pressure on his shoulders to move, but he was an immovable object. "We won't work. We could never work" You shook your head, feeling the tears falling at a steady rate.
"You wouldn't be crying if this was something you wanted" He nuzzled his nose to yours, kissing it briefly. It felt wrong, dirty. "I'll try harder, ok? How do date nights sound? I could tell mom we're together again"
"You're killing me" Your eyes matching your voice, full of mourning. "You have taken my soul and now you want my life"
"I want you to be mine...forever" He sighed, brushing his lips against yours.
"Don't you dare kiss me after kissing her!" Your anger facilitating your strength to shove him away from you. "How could you! How could you think I would cave to you knowing your lips were on HER!"
"I brushed my teeth" He rolled his eyes.
"You're disgusting" You were quick to walk to the bedroom. You could pack a quick bag and send someone else to gather your things.
"Are you really leaving?" He was in disbelief even as you packed right in front of him.
"I can't stay here. You get what you've always wanted now" You zipped up your bag, hoisting it onto your shoulders. "No girlfriend, no one to hold you back, no one to answer too....poof"
"You could be pregnant" He smirked, raising a brow at you. He was desperate to hold onto something to keep you around.
"You think you have the upper hand here? How many times have you fucked your seed into me and it never took? Why would it happen now?" Slipping on your sneakers, grabbing your keys you were ready. You were finally ready.
"I mean nothing now?" You could see the anger festering. His voice panting arrogance to hide his fears.
"Thank you for fucking her, Baron. Thank you for giving me the reason I needed to hate you and leave. You fucked this up, not me" You shoved by his form, opening the front door, feeling the fresh air wash over you like a new lease on life.
"Oh, Baron??" You smiled to yourself before turning around and going over to him. "Remember what you lost" You tugged the collar of his shirt, pulling him down into a bruising kiss. His moan vibrating onto your lips, tongues dancing in a heated exchange. His hands coming to cup your ass attempting to lift you.
"Mmm..no no no" You smiled, swiping your thumb under his bottom lip. "I want you to remember this moment because this is something you'll never have again"
Turning on your heel you walked to your car smiling. Letting go had never felt so good.
If you truly follow Finn Balor and his lengthy career? You know well enough that there is not only Finn. There is Prince Devitt. There is Fergal Devitt. There is Finn Balor and last but not least there is Demon Balor. This NSFW Alphabet will encompass each shade of his personalities. One letter applying specifically to the part of him it represents the best. I hope you all enjoy!
A - Aftercare (what they are like after sex)
This is Fergal's territory. He's sweet and caring after the deed is done. He'll caress your body soothing you into a slumber from his affections. His soft kisses trailing from your shoulder to your neck only to end at your lips. His lips feather like over yours while his hand pushes back your hair from your face. His smile gleaming as he stares at you. He doesn't even need to say I love you because the way he looks at you says it all.
B - Body Part (favorite body part of theirs and their partnerâs)
Demon Balor is possessive. It comes with the territory. You are his and no one else is allowed to fawn over any part of you. For him, the most sacred part of you to him is your pussy. It is where the two of you become one. It is where your sounds and thrashes of passion merge and display your need for him.
C - Cum (anything about cum)
Prince Devitt is dirty. Oh so dirty. One of his favorite things is cum. He doesn't like you to swallow. Why? Because he loves to cum on your tits. A snarky smirk showing off the proud painting of his seed covering the mounds he so greatly lusts over. He loves watching you swirl your fingers through the mess. A path of his cum circling around your nipple, making you moan out in satisfaction.
D - Dirty Secret
Finn upon returning to Japan once in the WWE revealed to you parts of his past from NJPW. Finn Balor is a level below Prince Devitt. They are both full of themselves but Devitt? He was cocky, irresponsible and highly promiscuous. Finn reveals to you that on more than one occasion he and different members of the Bullet Club had threesomes. Sometimes four or five if given the right circumstances. Polishing his wrestling moves wasn't the only thing he learned Japan.
E - Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
Fergal as a whole is a master at his manipulations. He knows how to be sweet, domineering, possessive, caring and rough. He doesn't have a limit to what he can do. The situation and mood are the key factors to how he reacts and which persona comes to play.
F - Favorite Position
Finn will take you anywhere he desires. Devitt will risk anything to show off his ministrations to your body and how pleasure is his forte. Balor is private and only wants you to be aware of how good he is to you. Fergal? He's the sweet kind hearted soul that wants you to know he see's no one but you.
Positions wise? There is no specific favorite for any personality. It's the fact that he has you at all in anyway that makes it his favorite.
G - Goofy (are they serious in the moment or more of a sense of humor?)
Fergal is the goof of the pack. The two of you could be playing video games and after a victory, it could wind into a tickle fight that became passionate. Finn likes to play around too. He will joke around while gripping you from behind, whispering into your ear. He can make anything innocent very dirty, very fast.
H - Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)
All parts of each are hairless. Not by choice, but simply because he doesn't grow hair enough to accumulate. He is very particular about his hair though. He has a cut every other week to maintain the style prefers.
On you? All forms of him love long hair. Fergal/Finn love to strum their fingers through your wet hair after a shower. The smell of your body wash and shampoo his favorite scent. You will be fast asleep and his fingers will still be moving through the strands soaking in the smell to lull him into his own rest.
I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)
Devitt and Balor could give two fucks about intimacy. They are the gleeful monsters who prey on your desires and darkest fantasies. Finn has to be in a certain mood to delve into any kind of romance. Fergal, on the other hand, loves making your eyes twinkle in glee. To see your eyes well up in joy from simple acts. He would do anything to make you smile. He would do anything to make your heart call out to him even more. Making love to Fergal is soul binding. You will never feel love stronger than in those moments.
J - Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)
This is all Devitt. There will come times when you can't be together. Those times will present opportunities to play on desires. He'll send you a picture of him standing in the bathroom bare, wet, and stiff as a rock. A grin on his lips as he stares into the lens of the camera like he would yours in person. He'll call you with his dick already in hand, pumping in slow strides. His voice full of lust aching for you to help in his release. He gets aggravated upon realizing that you aren't watching him. He hangs up to face time you, showing off how much the thought of you turns him on.
"Look what ya've done to me baby" He growls looking down to his pulsing cock and back to you through the screen. "Look how hard I am, just for you"
K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Balor has the prominent kinks. His biggest being your ass. He loves the sound of your choked out moans as he fills your ass to the hilt. That wouldn't be all though. He would have a dildo familiar to exceeding his girth and length to fill up your core. He would pump it in sync with his own rhythm. Not only getting off on listening to your screams but also getting off on watching both of your holes being ravaged by him.
L - Location (favorite place to have sex)
Fergal - Private. He won't show you off to anyone who can see. You are his and his alone.
Finn - He's adventurous. He'll do it in a car/bar/bathroom. He doesn't want anyone to see, but if he wants you? He'll take you anywhere he can have you.
Balor - He is strict. If anyone or anything saw the two of you during the act he would make them pay for it.
Devitt - He's a shower. He'll fuck you in front of anyone willing to watch. He'll let another join, but no one can fuck you beside him. He doesn't mind watching you suck another guys cock but in the end? Your holes belong to him.
M - Motivation (what turns him on)
Each side of his personas has different enticers. Balor feeds off of you needing him to make you obey when you misbehave. Finn and Fergal share lust overseeing you nude or in your underwear. Devitt just has to look at you and he's ready to go.
N - No (what they wonât do)
Culminating all of them together? No isn't applicable. One side of him will do what one side won't. The main thing they share in common is that no other man can have your pussy or ass. Those are off limits.
O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving. skilled?)
This is the best way of worship in Finn's eyes. His hands get to explore your body while his tongue licks and fucks into you. He loves when you wrap your legs around his head or the heels of your feet dig into his lower back. He can make you squirm and writhe around like crazy. He gets off on your hips grinding into his face and your moans singing his the song of his name.
P - Pace (rough and fast? slow and sensual?)
Although Fergal likes to be slow and sensual the rest of the team like rough and fast. You can't complain though. No matter what you are satisfied in the end.
Q - Quickies (their opinion on them)
Devitt 100% thrives off of quickies. He loves pinning you to a wall or bending you over a surface and taking you. He prefers in front of mirrors to watch you watch him fuck you mercilessly. You both get off on watching each other in the heat of the moment.
R - Risk (are they game to experiment?)
Finn and Balor share the love to experiment. They are both open to trying anything and everything once. There hasn't been one instance that either has turned down.
S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go? how long can they last?)
They are all known to go for lengthy periods of time. It is common for you to have 2-3 orgasms before he succeeds to his first. His fuel tank only needs a half hour or so to refuel and go again. All-nighters are Devitt's favorite.
T - Toys (own them? use them on partner/themselves?)
Devitt loves to play with toys when he has the time and chance too. Fergal is too shy to embrace that part of him. This is why his personas all have their own quirks. You have a drawer in your bedroom dedicated to different lavish toys to spice up your sex life.
U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)
Finn gets off on teasing. It's one of his favorite things. He loves to restrain you and see how far you can go until you beg. Hearing you beg is his favorite kind of praise.
"Ah Ah Ah...." Finn's sultry voice glided from his lips. A deviant smirk playing his features. He watched your body squirm for attention. Any kind of contact would do.
"Ya need to be patient baby" His voice was sharp with warning. "It pays off, does it not?" He cocked an eyebrow hoovering over your body. Your body rested, your voice quiet. Your eyes whining for the attention your mouth was banned from speaking.
"Mmm much better my sweet"
V - Volume (how loud are they?)
Grunts. Growls. Groans. The occasional moan. That was the blueprint of your lover. The dirty talk was a key trait of his character.
"Do ya like it when I fuck ya like this?" Finn hisses bucking his hips forward in a brash statement of words and actions.
"Take it like the good girl I know ya are" His hand fisted into your hair, fucking you into the submission he desires.
W - WildCard (Random Headcanon)
Everyone knows that Fergal loves his LEGOS. There have been times that he has incorporated them into the bedroom. One time being;
"It's going to fall if I laugh, Ferg!" You giggled hugging the pillow under your head tightly.
"Just stay still babe! I'm building the house I plan to fuck ya in" He chuckled continuing to build the LEGO house on the tops of your ass cheeks.
"Are you finished yet? I've been naked for almost an hour and all you've cared about is the LEGO's!" You turned your head to look over your shoulder at him.
"Ya're gonna ruin it, baby!" He was smirking placing the final pieces. "Ok, ok" He picked up the creation to put on the nightstand. "I'm going to buy us a house"
"You are the cutest man on this whole universe" You flipped onto you back to attack him. Your arms and legs wrapping around his waist and neck.
"I can't wait to share a home with ya, love" His eyes beamed pride to have you as his own.
"I love you, Ferg, but babe? I've been waiting hours for you to fuck me" You bit the corner of your lip. Your eyebrow perked up impatiently.
"I love ya more" He rolled his eyes, leaning forward to lay you on your back. "Gotta make my girl happy" He pecked your lips adjusting above you to accompany his pending actions. "Ready for me?"
"Always"
X - X-Ray (whatâs going on under those pants?)
Finn wears those trunks proudly to show off that he has girth and width to accompany all of your needs. His dick print is one of the things the fans thirst over. You simply smile knowing that, that cock is all yours. You got to worship the part of a man so many wished they could.
Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
It depends on the day and if he wrestled that day or not. Some days he could go endlessly and others he simply wanted to give you what you wanted and relax. His personas could be draining. He always made sure you were happy though. No matter who you were dealing with that day.
Z - ZZZ (how fast do they fall asleep after)
Balor is always quick to sleep after his explorations. Devitt likes minimal cuddling and praise before he's off to sleep. Finn can be hot and cold. He would never admit it to anyone besides you that some nights he wants to be held while falling asleep. Fergal? He's all about holding you and watching you fall asleep until he let himself accept his own slumber.
For your headcanon thing - How would Bobby Roode persuade his sweet innocent practically virginal before she met him girlfriend to try anal?
Iâm going to take the assumption here that they have been together for a while and have had sex several times for him to even consider asking this.
I canât give an explanation why, but I could see he and his girl watching porn together while on the road.
âWhat do you think of that baby?â You are leaning against Bobbyâs strong bare chest, examining the screen as the female porn star is panting after she was just fucked hard.
The male is circling his thumb over the girlâs rosebud after spitting down onto it. You hadnât bothered to answer Bobby focusing on the act playing on the screen.
âLook at youâ The man gruffed applying pressure to the muscle, grinning and watching his fingertip pop into the hole. âKnees stretched out begging to be fucked like a slutâ
âOh, Daddy pleaseâ The female whined, wiggling her hips at the man staring back at him. âTake my ass! Show me how much of a slut I am!â
âSuch a whoreâ The man snarled, pushing his finger in completely. A second following quickly behind. âCan you take this whole cock? Can you scream for Daddy?â
âYes, Daddy! Iâll do anything for you!â She begged, biting her bottom lip, impatiently for the outcome.
âAsk and you shall receiveâ The man was grinning like a deviant. He wasnât going by her terms. He was strict in his demands.
âPlease fuck my ass, Daddy. I need you to fuck me!â The femaleâs voice begged, grinding back into the fingers until they were suddenly pulled out.
âThatâs a good girlâ The male grinned, fisting his cock, pumping the shaft a couple times before pressing the tip to her stretched hole.
The female braced herself, watching the man as he fucked his way into her ass. Her moans turned to grunts as he fucked her like he did her pussy.
âAny thoughts?â Bobbyâs voice rang you back into the present, turning to look at him with red tinted cheeks.
âD-Do you want to do that to m-me?â Your voice stuttered, staring at him with wide eyes.
âCall me Daddy? Baby, you already doâof course, that! Iâve thought about burying deep into that pretty assâ Bobbyâs voice was deep like the manâs on the screen.
âBut itâs going to hurtâ You pouted, turning around on his lap to face him. You were scared to admit that you were curious about how it would feel to take Bobby there.
âYou didnât seem to mind the couple times Iâve stuck a finger or two in there while I suck on your pussyâ His eyebrow cocked reaching between the two of you to cup your pussy in his hand.
âIt feelsâŠ.goodâ You cleared your throat, chewing at the corner of your lip. Your eyes shutting momentarily, rocking into the hand.
âHave you thought about my cock there?â Bobbyâs voice was dark and eluding. You leaned in more, giggling as he grabbed your hips making you bounce on his lap. His own hips thrusting up to simulate when you ride him.
âYouâre so big Bobbyâ You gulped, grinding into his lap, staring into his eyes.
âYou stroking my ego baby?â Bobby grinned, pulling your hips flush into his own as you continued to grind into his.
âNot as much as I stroke your cockâ Your voice carried something wicked. Even though the majority of you was frightened by the thought of Bobby fucking his cock into your ass. The other part craved to know the pain. The filling feeling of him owning a new part of your body.
âDo we have lube?â Bobby leaned over to the bedside table digging his hand around in search for it.
âYour duffle bagâ You smiled, leaning in to peck his lips. âYouâve had it in there all weekâ Your palms pressed over his pecks, leaning into his ear now. âYouâve been planning this?â
âI canât get anything past you, can I, princess?â Bobbyâs voice sank back to the octave it was when he pulled you from the porno.
âI had a feeling you were thinking about something newâ You licked your lips, eyes falling down the length of his body to his cock.
âDo you want to try?â Bobby was doing all he could not let the excitement in his voice mask over the brashness of his tone.
âYou want to fuck my ass, Daddy?â Something came over you when Bobby mentioned trying it. You leaned over to whisper the words seductively in his ear.
Bobby didnât respond verbally. In the blink of an eye, you were under him and his hands feverishly were undressing you.
Actual time elapsed in slow strides. The two of you were bare, mixed in limbs and lips. His hands molded to your hips, grinding his cock in the space between your pelvis and outer thigh.
Bobby was positioning himself to eclipse into your folds, but that wasnât what you wanted. You wanted him to take you from behind.
âMmm Daddy noâ You pulled away slipping out from under him. âYou know where I want youâ You smiled innocently propping up onto all fours.
âThatâs my babyâ Bobby grinned from ear to ear reaching for the lube. âDaddy is going to be so good to youâ
First off I can totally see Baron sleeping with either a bun or a braid to keep it out of his face as he slept. OR youâve complained to him about his hair tickling you while the two of you slept.
Baron would wake up first. You would be sleeping on the opposite side of the bed because he was snoring lightly and even though you love him you canât stand when you are trying to sleep and heâs preventing that.
He rolls over to your side, watching you sleep for a few minutes, admiring your form. His big hand tracing over the skin of your back. Normally you wear a shirt of his, but sometimes you resort to just panties and a bra.
You being a heavy sleeper it takes more than his breath on your skin and his fingertips claiming over your fair skin.
Baron is 50/50 on what he sleeps in. Sometimes it was just his briefs and sometimes it was nothing. The night before was a bare kind of night.
He stirred away from the throb of his stiff cock pulsing him into consciousness. The gears in his mind already in works of what his first move would be.
Sinking down under the covers he carefully pushed your hips flush into the bed. His head peeking out from under the covers to see you still fast asleep on your back. He smiles loving the peaceful look on your face as you slumber.
He pushes your legs apart by your thighs, fitting himself between them. Pushing the covers back he feels you shiver. A soft curse passing over his lips hoping he hadnât woken you.
Looking up again he grins to see one of your arms draped over your eyes to block out the sun.
Moving forward he hooks his fingers into the band of your underwear, dragging them down past your knees. His eyes shutting, inhaling the smell of your sex. Pushing apart your legs, even more, his head dipped down to kiss the inside of your thigh.
Still, there was no movement from you. He hovers over your center, breathing over the sensitive lips. Another shiver from you and your legs propping up to rest on his shoulders.
âBaby?â Baron asks, flicking his eyes up to see you somehow still fast asleep. A grin painted over his face, edging his face closer to your unsuspecting core.
His hands slicking up and down your sides, gripping your hips casually. His own hips grinding into the mattress. He was wanting the attention of his own but knew once his tongue plunged into your pussy he would gain the satisfaction of your sounds. You always woke when he did this to you.
Placing a kitten kiss over the bud of nerves he smirked, sticking his tongue out to drag between your folds.
âWhat!â You jolt awake looking around in a frenzy. Your answers coming in a flash as you looked down to see your boyfriend eating you out.
âMmmm..babe, really?â You half whined, arching your back off the bed.
âGood morning gorgeousâ He winked up at you and waited no longer to really dive in.
âThis is a better wake up then coffeeâ You giggled, reaching down to claim his hair between your fingers. âIâll get my protein shot once you finishâ You winked down at him, grinding up into his face.
OH also he curses in japanese sometimes on accident
Ring. Ring. Ring.
âNOW?!â Finn growled right as he had you pinned to the wall. âOf all da fuckinâ times he decides ta call? NOW?â
âJust answer it, Finnâ You bit the corner of your bottom lip to stifle your giggles.
ââUnter, yes, yesâ You watched Finn roll his eyes, silencing a hiss when you rotated your hips into his crotch.
âNew ring gear âlready? Ok, okâŠokâ Finn pulled the phone away to growl, pinning you harder against the wall.
âFitting at six in da morninâ, got itâ Finn snarled, throwing his phone behind him. His hands snatching at your wrist to pin them up beside your head.
âFakku no fittingu watashi wa chĆdo anata to fakku shitaiâ Finnâs voice seethed grinding his hips into your in feverous wanton lust.
âWatashi no kawaÄ« on'nanoko o fakku shiyou to shite iru toki ni fakku ga watashi o yobidashimasuâ Venom spewed from his lips letting your arms drop to yank his cock from the confines of his briefs.
âIâve been waiting all day for thisâ Finnâs voice calmed, pushing your underwear aside under your skirt, guiding his cock forward inside of you.
also, headcanon that finn begins to speak Gaelic when he's making love because the words just aren't perfect enough in english to say to you
Ok, ok, okâŠ.first off. Accents do things to me. I justâŠ.UGH!!!! Finnâs accent first off is MY FAVORITE. I could listen to him talk FOR DAYS.
But first off, making love? Thatâs a whole other level and then added in gaelic and him praising me with adoration? Done. Dead. Deceased. BURIED ALIVE.
Iâm feeling thisâŠHERE WE GO
The sheets were like clouds hugging you in its heavenly embrace. It wasnât like the embrace your body was intertwined with the love of your life. There was a speech Finn had only spoke to your a few times. Anytime that he did was during this act. This act of pure love that not only made your heart race but filling your core with agonizing lust.
âYou are the sunâŠâ You began, staring up into the blue pools of blissful ocean encompassed in the eyes of your beloved.
âYou power my universe and I power your heartâ His thrusts are slow, languid, tantalizing. The words spiking your lust. There was a love here for the ages, but the lust you felt was strictly for one another. Your souls bound together for eternity.
172: âThe food looks great but..thereâs something much more delicious Iâd like to eat right nowâ
185: âOpen upâ
187: âAlready? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?â
Warnings: This one shot has a bit of everything. Fluff, humor, relationship banter, and of course smut. Enjoy! :)
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The black dress that hugged each curve of your body made you feel like a goddess. The front dived into your cleavage showing off the goods. Seth hadn't seen you yet. You didn't want him to even peek at you before you were complete.
Seth surprised you with tickets to a club show for 3OH!3. Normally he would have you take a friend, but not this time. He had been watching you dance around the house to their music.
Seth liked to tease you playfully about some of the music you listened to.
There wasn't a special occasion for the night per say. Seth had requested you to wear something tight, something sexy. The dress was perfect from the moment you laid eyes on it earlier. You knew Seth would lose his mind upon seeing the garment clung to your figure.
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Heartless vagabond
Fresh from out of town
Your hips swayed in the kitchen fixing up a small breakfast after freshly getting out of the shower. Seth was still in the shower letting the hot water relieve his shoulders.
The only articles of clothing hanging off your body was a tank top and peach colored underwear. You held a bowl under one arm as the other hand stirred the ingredients to make pancakes. The music playing always made you move like you had something to prove.
Your hips swaying provocatively to the beat. The lyrics and vibrations from it stirring up something in you to move like you were in a rap music video.
The new presence in the room wasn't noticed as you sang along to the song. Your ass pushing out to extenuate your groove.
Seth stood only a few feet way watching how your body moved. How your hips circled, grinding into the air. It reminded him of the times you were straddled on his lap, riding his thigh while the two of you made out.
I, I'm looking for a new high
Someone to help me get by
His arms were folded over his chest, grinning from ear to ear watching the show before him. Each shake of your hips and dip of your ass drew him a step closer.
Setting the bowl down you spun around, jumping to see Seth standing there grinning like the Cheshire cat. A grin of your own coming to paint your lips.
You, you found me at a good time
Tonight you can be all mine
Your hands come up to slick your palms over his pecks. Your eyes locking on his seeing the grin he had smooth over to something darker, greedier. The lyrics being cheesy didn't wash away the lust that sang from your throat to coat into his ears for solicitation.
Don't gotta be no centerfold
For me to want to take you home
If your heart is beating
Let me freak your body baby
As each lyric seductively produced from your vocal chords your body took the initiative to press against his. Your hips grinding into his while your hands moved up to the sides of his neck, scratching their way back down just under his pecks.
You could feel him sucking in his breaths, holding them for a few seconds and releasing when a new infliction of fingers or nails graphed over his skin.
I don't care what you want from life
Only care what you are tonight
You are beauti-beauti-beautiful
You are beauti-beauti-beautiful
Licking your lips you dropped down along with your hands to his hips, fingering the band of his briefs that were housing his stiffening cock. This was going exactly how you wanted.
You bounced on your tippy toes like you were getting paid to dance like this, but no, no, this was just to work up your boyfriend. Before rising back to your feet you left a simple kiss over his bulge, winking up at him.
"Bed! Now! Get on your knees and brace that pussy for what I'm about to do to it!"
It worked everytime.
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The dress was bunched at your midriff trying to decide between two necklaces. The black lacy bra cupping your breast effortlessly.
"Baby?" Seth's soft voice entered the room. Turning around you held up the two necklaces with a frustrated expression.
"I can't pick" You huffed out a breath.
"First off" Seth smirked stepping closer to you. "Stay like this" He went to reach for you, but you swatted his hands away. "We don't have to go anywhere"
"Seeeeth" You whined, dramatically pouting your bottom lip at your boyfriend.
"Fine, fine" He laughed, reaching for you once more.
"Seth! No! You can't see me yet! I want to surprise you!"
"But babe I like helping you get dressed"
"I just need you to help me with the necklaces"
"Baby you look so good" Seth's voice was preaching lust, running a finger down between the valley of your breasts.
"Seth, if you don't leave this room I will grind on a stranger at the club!"
"You can't do that! That's our thing! That's our cute meet story" Seth frowned playfully, trying to be serious, but failing to hold the look.
"Then turn your cute plump ass around and go back to the living room!"
"This is my house! I have every right to be in this room!" Seth's voice gained in volume, but the playful banter had just begun.
"This is our house, Seth! I hold the goods and the goods you won't touch unless you get out!"
"Can I at least get a feel and see if you're wearing panties?" Seth grinned daring to reach his hand for your thigh, sliding between your legs.
"Do you not understand the element of surprise, Rollins?" You cocked a brow, doing your best to hide the smirk that wanted to form.
"The last time you tried to surprise me I ended up watching you and Ambrose sing karaoke until the bartender kicked us out" Seth couldn't help the laugh that came out of him. As fast as he laughed is as fast as he cleared his throat to maintain a serious face.
"Dean and I sang Sweet Child of Mine beautifully! How dare you!" It was so hard to keep from laughing. The banter was always fun between the two of you.
"Babe, you sang Sweet Caroline, he sang Sweet Child of Mine! It was like drunken Tweedledum and Tweedledee" Seth bit his bottom lip holding back another rip of laughter.
"They both had sweet in them! You are jealous that Dean and I are low key soul mates!"
"You mean off key soul mates?" Seth was grinning again.
"I want a divorce" You fake gasped, rolling your eyes at him.
"Why? So you and Dean can make terrible music together?" Seth continued to grin, gripping for your bare waist.
"Seth! How could you! I'm calling Dean!" You pouted through a hidden grin. Another slap to his hand.
"Just lean your head out of the window and caterwaul! I'm sure he'll come running!" He leaned in, kissing over your pouted lips. "But before you do that? Can you please get ready?" He asked sweetly, giving your behind a swift smack.
"You are such an ass! I would've been ready if you just answered my question!" You smacked your forehead, throwing your hands up afterward. "That's it! Grinding on a stranger is happening!"
"You so much as think of grinding on a stranger and I'm never taking you anywhere else again!" Seth grinned even though his eyes seemed serious. A finger pointing inches from your nose. "What was your question, babe?"
"I can do whatever I want, Rollins! I'm divorcing you, remember?" You winked, smirking faintly. "Pick a damn necklace!" You held up the necklaces again for him to choose.
"As long as you live under my roof you live by my rules!" His eyes shifted between the jewelry before settling on the one dangling on the right. "The gold one with the fleur-de-lis"
"This is my house as much as yours! I will thigh ride who I want!" It was getting harder keeping a straight face. "Thank you, babe, I love you" You smiled, leaning to peck his lips.
"Fine! I'll get someone else to ride my thighs!" Seth playfully glared, failing to hold the straight line of his lips. "Oh babe, by the way?" His fingers motioned to your bra, pulling down a strap. "Lose the bra" He winked, kissing you gently. "I'll be in the living room"
"Seth! No! Those are my meaty man thighs!" You pouted, reaching for his arm. "I take it back!" Your hand fell down to lace your fingers into his. "Consider it gone" You licked the bottom of your lips, pulling down the other strap. The bra barely covering your breasts now. "You are such a good listener"
"They've been yours ever since our first date when you came all over them" He was grinning wide and proud, again. "Of course I am, because everything you say is worth listening to"
"I'm a whore for your thighs" You shamelessly shrugged your shoulders with a smile. "Aww, babe I love you" A soft giggle spoke as warmly as your words. "I never wanted a divorce"
"Can my thigh whore finish getting ready now?" He cocked a brow pulling away one step at a time. "I love you more by the way" He stood by the doorway. "You're never getting a divorce from me"
"Ok, ok I'll be quick" You smiled as bright as the sun that shone through the curtains into the bedroom every morning. "Stop being perfect"
"Take your time babe, you're worth the wait" Seth forced out a fake belch and grabbed his cock to rearrange over his slacks. "Better?"
"Much!" You winked. "Love you Al Bundy" You bounced your knees, blowing him a kiss.
"If you need me I'll be in the living room watching tv with my hand down my pants, Peg!"
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Coming to the conclusion that you didn't want Seth to see you just yet. You grabbed a long elegant black jacket to house you in before revealing yourself to your boyfriend.
Coming out of the bedroom you looked at Seth with a bright smile, buttoning up the last black button.
"Babe, you are killing me" Seth huffed out, frowning.
"You can't see yet! Let's go!" You took quick strides to the front door, opening it and heading outside by the car.
"Oh, of course, you are fast to get in the car NOW!" Seth laughed, locking the door behind him. Getting in he let out another chuckle seeing you eagerly bouncing your feet on the floor mats, buckled in.
"Let's go, let's go, let's goooooo!" You smiled, clapping your hands cheering him on as he pulled out of the driveway.
"I'm going to remember this the next time I need you out of the door in a timely fashion" Seth grinned, rolling his eyes.
The drive was only ten minutes. Seth settled on a parking garage around the corner from the club the show was at. There were several slanderous exclaims at cars who cut him off or swooped into a space he wanted. Settling on the second to last level from the top, Seth was still complaining as he was shutting the car off.
"Channel this anger into something useful, Seth" You smiled up at him as he opened the door for you.
"That's for later, baby" Seth let out a long breath, smiling after. "Let's get your pretty ass inside"
"Let me just take my coat off, ok?" You stood next to the door, releasing the buttons one by one.
"But Babe the show starts in like five minutes! Can't you take it off inside?" Another whine came from Seth.
"You won't regret this! It's going to be hot in there! Please!"
"Well hurry up! Because my thighs need grinding on them, woman!"
"Fine! Fine!" You laughed, shaking the coat off of your shoulders, laying it down on your seat.
Closing the door you turned back to face Seth finally showing off the dress you purchased just for him.
Seth's jaw fell slack and his only initial expression was staring and trying not to blink. As if blinking would force him to miss something.
"Seth...babe?" You blinked, smirking. "Let's go!"
"Wait! Turn around for me?" Seth was all smiles watching you turn around revealing all parts of the dress. "Again, again, but slower this time" He was biting his lip not paying any attention to the annoyed expression you gave him.
"Seth! We really need to go!" You giggled, rolling your eyes this time taking a spin around again, much slower by his request. "Good enough?"
"Babe! The back of your dress is missing..." He cleared his throat, staring still.
"Seth! It's fine! It stops just above my butt! We really gotta go!" You laughed, looking over your shoulder to make sure the dress didn't dip any deeper than you wished.
"You could have warned me! You know how much I love looking at your back! Not to mention how much I love touching and kissing it..." Seth stepped forward tracing the tips of his fingers down the length of your exposed back.
"It was a steal! I knew you would love it! But Seth we really need to get into the show!" You were grinning, but conveying a whine in your voice to hopefully get Seth to move faster.
"We can miss the first few songs!" Seth leaned in kissing your bare shoulder. "It would be a shame to waste this almost private parking lot, wouldn't it?" You could hear the silent plea in Seth's voice. Along with feeling his growing bulge pressing into your ass.
"Seth baby come on!" An additional whine played your voice. "I will be really unhappy if I miss any of their songs!" You huffed taking a step away.
"I'm not going in there with my dick trying to pop out of my pants!" Seth growled out, crossing his arms across his chest.
"It's going to be hard in there anyway!" You turned to face him, doing all you can not to grin. "I will practically be fucking you while Touchin' On My comes on!"
"I don't want practically fucking babe!" Seth's foot was tapping against the concrete. "I want the real deal! You knew I'd want the real deal as soon as I saw you in this 'come fuck me now' dress!"
"Are you saying you want to fuck me in the crowd?" Your grin grew present, eyebrow cocking. "Because I may be into that" You shrugged your shoulders as if the request was nonchalant. "I wanted to look good for you babe!"
"You always look good--" Seth blinked, grinning wide, stepping closer again. "Wait are you saying you'll fuck me in the crowd?"
"Touchin' On My gets me really worked up" You bit the corner of your lip, looking into his eyes with a soft smirk.
"So you're saying that when I touch you, you get horny?" Seth smirked, reaching out to grab your hand, tugging you towards the exit.
"The song Seth! You and the song!" You laughed, rolling your eyes. "Oh, babe? I'm not wearing panties either"
"Fuck! Are you serious?" Seth groans, pulling you tight to his chest. "Prove it!"
"The mystery will be over! Why can't you wait til we are in there?" You giggled, biting the center of your bottom lip.
"Because you haven't let me sample the goods all day!" Seth released another whine, looking you up and down.
"You sampled the goods in full last night! Can you really not go a day without seeing me naked or dipping your hand into the cookie jar?" You couldn't hide or stop the grin that painted perfectly on your lips. You loved how Seth got when he was worked up.
Seth went into thought, truly thinking for a few moments. "Mmm..no, no I can't" He was gripping either side of your waist now, bunching the fabric of your dress into his palms. "You are more addicting than Crossfit"
"Seth!" You gasped, staring up at him with wide eyes. "But it's...Crossfit! That's your mistress I can't beat up!"
"You make me ache in ways Crossfit never could!" His hand came to rest over his heart, pledging the words to you. "Now.." He cleared his throat, looking down. "Can you prove you are not wearing panties?"
"Aww babe" You giggled, smiling bright and happy. "Ugh fine! Fine! You are ruining this for yourself though!" You shook your head, swatting his hands away to lift and bunch the dress around your midriff. "Happy now?"
"Just so you know" Seth whimpers, bites hard onto his bottom lip, groaning at the sight before him. "I can't wait to bury my face between your thighs when we get back home"
"Noted!" You grinned. "Can I put this back down now?" You bit your lip once more, starting to tug it down. "Stop! I'm going to get turned on!"
"Just a second!" Seth grabbed your hand, shooing it away and coming up to pop two of his fingers into his mouth to wet them.
Swiftly his hand travels down, cupping your sex. The two fingers gliding between your folds, circling briefly over your slit.
âAlready? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?â He's grinning in a menacing manner. His fingers plunging into your heat, fucking you for a moment just enough to make your thighs quake with need.
"Ok let's go!" He winked, pulling his hand away, fixing your dress to its original position.
"Seth! Don't you..I swea---" You whimpered heavily, gripping his shoulder, moaning out from the sudden wanton moves of your boyfriend.
You were ready to give into him, right there and then, but he pulled away, teasing you further. "I'm dripping now!" You growled, glaring at him following by his side.
"Mmm..I know" Seth grinned wickedly, sucking the fingers into his mouth, licking whatever you gave him. "You're welcome" He winked, kissing your cheek.
"Did you just suck your fingers?! You selfish prick!"
"Excuse me for loving the taste of your pussy!" He was still grinning, grabbing your hand to lace your fingers together as you walked.
"I love you for loving it, but I'm also insanely turned on and trying not to pounce you!" You groaned as both of you quick paced towards the exit of the garage. "I really want to see this show!"
"I really want to see you turn on the hoe inside of you as soon as the music starts!" Seth chuckled, squeezing your hand in his. "Also why I'm sucking my fingers and not your clit right now!"
"I hate you SO MUCH right now!" You whimpered, sticking out your bottom lip at him. "I'm throbbing like your dick when I tease you" The glare returned to your eyes, directing it firmly at your boyfriend.
"Trust me my dick is throbbing right now!" Seth hissed yanking your joined hands over his crotch that was pulsing and straining against his slacks. "So let's get in there so I can fuck you to your favorite song!" His voice buzzed in built up excitement. "Ok babe?"
"This is your fault!" You cleared your throat, nodding and swallowing hard from the thought of what was to come.
"We have VIP, so no waiting in line" You smiled rounding the corner and seeing a separate line for VIP. "Balcony?"
"So I can--" Seth nodded his head at the bouncer as the two of you approached him. He pulled out your tickets, getting them scanned and pushing them into his back pocket.
"Fuck you against the railing?" He leaned over to whisper into your ear. "Could you be any more perfect?"
"I need something to hold onto while I tap into my inner hoe" You winked at him, pulling his hand up to your lips, kissing over his knuckles. "You can do whatever you want as long as you can tame my hips"
"Wait" Seth cleared his throat leading you in front of him as you the two of you headed up the stairs.
"Whatever I want?" He asked, staring at you with wide pupils arriving at the top of the steps, returning to your side. A soft plea of a whine attached to the end of his sentence.
"Whatever you want, Seth" You did your best to achieve an innocent smile. The anticipation was building in your gut.
"You realize that you're giving me permission to do terrible, awful, horribly amazing things to you?" He leads you to the railing of the balcony. His eyes scanning around seeing only a handful of other people scattered around.
"I am" You shrugged your shoulders like this was something the two of you did normally. It had only been a handful of times that the two of you explored public sex.
"I want you to do it all" You turned your head, looking over your shoulder at him. A twinkle of lust reflecting the pools of your orbs. "I'm expecting it now that you've gotten me all worked up"
"Fuck" Seth breathed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his throbbing cock against your ass.
"Just a warning babe" His lust soaked voice sang into your right ear. "I'm going to cum all over your beautiful back"
"Seth! You'll ruin the dress! Cum is so hard to get out of clothing!" You pouted at him. This dress wasn't even in your possession for 24 hours and he wanted to soil it!
"Your back is fully exposed!" He exclaimed, grinding his pelvis into your ass. "I'll pay for the dry cleaning"
"This is going to be so messy babe" You laughed softly, turning around to face him. The cool touch of the bars on your bare back making you jump, pressing firmly into his body.
"Messier than the time I came on your tits at the beach?" The grin that produced onto your boyfriends face sent a charge of lust straight between your legs. The glistening wetness running slick between your thighs.
"I can see the lightbulbs are going off like mad in that brain of yours" You shivered, looking at his lips, motioning to flick your tongue over them.
"Lightbulbs are going off" Seth spoke, growling low in his throat. "So many ideas babe" His voice trailed off, looking over your shoulder for a mental head count and back over to you.
"Are you going to give me a hint at any of it?" You smiled, reaching down to cup his ass, squeezing firmly. "Not even a little snippet?"
"And ruin the surprise?" He turned you back around, pressing you into the bars of the railing. His cock twitching against your ass from the slight contact.
"Look at all of those people down there" He pointed to the crowd of maybe 200-300 people cluttering up the main floor. "They have no clue that a live sex show will be taking place up here"
"What if the guys look up?" You asked, leaning onto the railings. Your back curving perfectly. Seth didn't move from where he stood. You could feel his eyes on your back. His hands massaging your sides. His cock firm and strong pressed over your cheeks through the dress.
"I think they would be proud to see such a gorgeous woman get her brains fucked out to their music" His hands moved to grasp over the flesh of your ass, giving a soft tap to one side.
"They need to come on" A light gasp rasped from your throat. Seth knew how much you loved being spanked. He was teasing you for his own satisfaction. "I want to dance!" You whined impatiently.
"Fuck, I really want you to dance" Seth's voice creased with lust. The music playing in the background to fill the club was occupying his mind from acting impulsively. He had his plans, but nothing would be initiated until 3OH!3 graced the stage.
Finally, the lights faded and an entrance of hits blared over the speakers. You jumped up screaming your excitement. Seth remained behind you, grinning. He was ready for what would transpire soon.
The first beats of the music struck through your body. A smile coming to your face that hurt. You didn't get to go out that often with Seth. Tonight would be one for the books.
Aye-ay-ay
Left field, call it
Babe Ruth, ball it
Your boyfriend's got a cauliflower dick and I'm an alcoholic
So sue me
Who you, Judge Judy?
You rapped along flawlessly with the duo. Seth paid attention to your interests even if they weren't of his own. He was an ideal boyfriend.
You noticed you were overdressed for the occasion. Most of the other women present in shorts and a t-shirt. This outfit was strictly to impress your boyfriend. So far? It was working better than you could have expected.
Stacking the rubies, if life was a movie, then you could just call me The Goonies
You're not relevant, trolling on the Internet
No respect
Haven't moved out of your parents' basement yet
Big Nat, come on with the beat that's going to break your neck
"It's cute when you rap at home, but babe?" Seth leaned into your ear making sure you could hear him clearly. "Right now it's really sexy" His voice rasped its pleasure.
"It's just begun babe" You turned your head to look back at him, grinning.
Your attention veered back to the duo on stage moving your hips fluently with the pulsing beats. You could feel eyes on you from the few stragglers up on the balcony, but you couldn't find a wit to care. You were enjoying the night and all it was offering to you.
Wrapping up the first song you screamed with the thunder of other voices praising the two men. They started off with one of your favorites. The next song that began made you giggle, reaching between the two of you to cup Seth's rigid cock over his pants.
E-e-e-very time I look at my dick
Dick, dick, dick
"This song is fitting, isn't it?" You winked, pulling your hand away to dance on your boyfriend like you would in your kitchen.
"I'm going to cum before I even get inside of you" Seth growled loud and clear. A shiver of sexual plea rocked through your body. The sheer liquid dripping from your sex covering the inner tops of your thighs.
Each line of the song guided you forward, dancing on him even as additional eyes started to watch the two of you. It was turning you on even more. You loved knowing that no one could grind on your man like you. He was all yours.
Your dick's growing mold
My dick shines like gold
Your dick's like the Pope
My dick don't get old
Every morning I wake up and cry
It's too much dick for one guy
But if I donated my shit to science
Motherfucker start a riot
"Damn right it is" Seth chuckled, sliding an arm around your waist. "It's not too much for you though, is it baby?" He bit down on your earlobe, growling to send the vibration over your skin.
"It's everything I could want" You smiled, leaning back into him as the song finished. The anticipation was buzzing like high voltage electricity. Every single touch or grab from Seth was driving you mad.
You used the next song to try and cool down. It didn't seem to work. Seth's ideas were rolling into the present. His large hands cupping under your dress, rubbing over your ass.
"I don't know how much longer I can wait, baby" Seth groaned into your ear, kissing behind it, bucking his forward harshly forcing your front to press hard into the metal bars.
"Don't tell me when Seth" You licked your lips, grabbing onto the railing with both hands. "There has to be some surprise part of this night"
"You are so fucking perfect" He growled as pure as an animal. His lust was consuming him whole. You couldn't wait until you felt him force his length inside of you.
As if the universe wanted it to happen the one song that turned you loose at your hinges started. A moan of approval masked with a screamed called from your throat.
G-g-girl I gotta know
How you dance like that
D-d-dance like that
You dance like that
Cause you're puttin' on a show
Can I take you back?
Take you back
I just gotta ask
Your hips ground back into his with purpose. It wasn't about dropping it down or shaking what your momma gave you anymore. You were solely focused on grinding into your boyfriend's lap.
You to show me yours, I'll show you mine
Don't you worry, you're too fine
We got one thing on our minds
And we got plenty of time
Seth had reached his peak. He couldn't hold back his need any longer. Reaching between the two of you he ripped down his zipper pulling his cock through the opening of his pants. He watched his length spring with a bounce of appreciation. A grunt mewling from his chords slicking his cock between your cheeks.
"Seth!" You moaned out feeling his bare cock rock against your folds. This song was the perfect motivation to your public fucking.
"Doesn't feel good to be teased, does it, sweetie?" Seth's voice was sexy and malicious. Was he really going to tease you now? Of all times? Your body and pussy begging him to fuck it.
"Just fuck me already! Please!" You circled your arm backward to wrap around his neck. "I need you inside of me NOW!" You spread your legs apart feeling his tip poking at your entrance.
Girl I gotta go, I'm finished with the show
If you wanna **** me, I won't say no
T-t-t-touchin on my ****
While I'm touchin on your ****
You know that we are gonna ****
Cause I don't give a ****
"He's right about one thing babe" Seth spoke, taking hold of your hips firmly. "I don't give a fuck"
Just like that Seth pulled back enough to plunge the first few inches of his cock inside you. Your eyes fell shut clenching onto the bar even harder. Your hips only stilling momentarily to adjust to his girth.
"Oh, Seth" Your nails dug into his skin, grinding your hips heavy into his. The eyes around you didn't seem to catch onto what was happening yet. You didn't care though. In your mind, you pictured the spectators to be thinking you were just grinding to the beat on your boyfriend. No one had to know you were being fucked.
Cause some like fast and some like slow
Ladies come and ladies go
Skip the tell and let's just show
Cause I want you to know...
Seth bucked forward giving you all of his length upon the current line of the song. His balls slapping against your outer folds. His hands holding onto your hips so tight you knew he would leave his marks there. You loved it though. You loved when Seth claimed you in any form.
The mornings when you would brush your teeth together and Seth would place several sweet kisses over the marks. No matter where they lay. He could be rough, but you loved both sides of him. The raunchy forceful side and the sweet side that nursed any of his inflictions.
"You are so wet for me baby" Seth chimed into your ear. He was pulling out only a couple inches to keep from being obvious. He craved bottoming out. The blissful feeling of crashing his tip with your cervix. Neither of you failed to notice the small crowd of people get closer and multiplying. The thrill of being caught increasing ten fold.
"We are going to get caught" You turned your head to whisper in his ear. "That's what you want though, isn't it?"
"I want those guys down there to see that this song is serving its purpose" Seth's eyes met yours, pulling you into a kiss that made you dizzy.
In this position, your back arched just the right way for Seth to hit the sweet spot inside you. Your jaw going slack as your lips parted.
"Baby.." You whined hating that you could feel your orgasm coasting straight for its release. You wanted it to last. Your whole body a buzz from all that surrounded you two.
Girl you know I want you, want you, want you now
You know you want me, want me, want me now
Cause there's not that much to figure out
So baby let's get down
The song had never lasted this long before. The world seemed to be going in slow motion to allow the two of you to savor this blip of time.
Seth's hips picked up the speed encouraged by your walls clamping around him every few thrusts. He knew you wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. His own cock pulsing and throbbing in an indication that his seed was ready to erupt.
The song carried forward with an interlude of another song to extend it out. You were grinding ferociously into his lap begging for your unraveling to ravish your body as sweet as your boyfriend was.
"Let go baby" Seth's voice rang you back into the moment, biting the shell of your ear. "Give in and cum all over my cock" His voice matched a set of thrusts directly impacted to your g-spot.
"Seth!" You screamed out perfectly in sync with the songs ending. Your cries of pleasure being blended with the crowd.
"Fuck baby here it comes" Seth grunted out succumbing to the casing of your walls sucked around him. The sounds he made making you smile. You continued to grind in his lap letting him ride out his orgasm like you did your own. His cum filling you up. You didn't even think to worry about him dripping out once he pulled out.
Your eyes came to glance at one of the members of the rapping duo. A point and a wink flashing to you. If no one else noticed what happened? You didn't care. The artist themselves witnessed just how influential this song was to your sex life.
"I may have just gotten you pregnant" Seth's raspy voice made you laugh. His arms hugging you from behind, kissing your neck.
"We'll have a hell of a story for them if I am" You giggled, hugging your arms over his. His cock was soft and nestled inside you still. There simply wasn't a way for you to disembark from each other and not make it obvious that you fucked.
"I hope they only have a couple songs left" He laughed, kissing your cheek this time. "I'm not done with you yet"
"Seth...are we going to make it home?" You questioned, smirking.
"Maybe in the morning" He playfully bit at your jawline, rocking the two of you as you watched the group perform the remaining songs.
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Leaving the crowd was easier than the two of you thought. The balcony emptied quickly when the show was over. Pulling down your dress you turned around to watch Seth tuck himself away.
"I don't think we'll ever be able to listen to them again without jumping each other" Your cheeks shaded into a bright red, smiling shyly.
"I know what to do when you are mad at me" He grinned, chuckling and pulling you into a kiss. Unlike earlier, you could feel nothing but love radiate into it. His hands affectionately rubbing along your back.
"Can we go get some food? I'm starving" You laughed, pulling from his lips to stroke his cheek.
"Chinese on Main?" He grinned, pecking your lips. "I know it's your favorite late night cheat meal"
"When are you going to marry me?" You winked, joking, poking the middle of his chest.
"I'd get on one knee right now if I had a ring, baby" He smiled genuinely.
"I love you" Your eyes beamed pure love for the male holding you.
"I love you more" Seth smiled, taking your hand to head out of the club and to the car.
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âOpen upâ Seth said holding up some chow mein twisted around chopsticks. The two of you sat on the couch eating from a few boxes from your favorite chinese restaurant.
You managed to get home before 1 AM. You two shared a shower with another heated round of sex. Seth was insatiable tonight.
"This is why date nights are special," You said just before taking in the bite, sucking in the noodles.
"Because I fuck you before food?" Seth laughed, taking his own bite.
"You find your ways to make it fun and sexy" You picked up an egg roll offering it to him.
âThe food looks great but..thereâs something much more delicious Iâd like to eat right nowâ Seth's eyebrows wiggled grabbing the box from your hands to set down on the coffee table.
"Seth!" You protested laughing out as he pinned you down onto the couch. "I'm still hungry!"
"So am I baby, I told you I wasn't done" He winked, spreading your legs to sink down between them.
"Babe!" You giggled, grabbing a pillow to prop under your head. "Can't this wait?"
"I've waited several times today" He pushed the shirt you chose of his after the shower up and over your breasts. "I'm not waiting anymore"
"Seth I just want to ea---" Your eyes shut savoring the first flick of his tongue over your clit. "It can wait" You smirked, resting your legs over his shoulders.
"About time I get to really taste this pussy" He grinned, diving in and taking you how he wanted all day.
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"Four percent!" You threw your arms up in the air claiming the victory. Finn was always happy to help document your BMI. He would always assure you that you didn't need to keep track, but if there was one main thing in your life you were strict about? It was keeping track of your fitness and your index.
"Two percent" Finn grinned devilishly. "Aren't ya supposed to be the master babe?" He cocked his head along with his eyebrow, challenging you with his look.
"Do you really have to one up me EVERY time, Devitt?" You playfully glared at him, huffing out an exasperated breath.
"Aww lovey, don't sound so down" He winked, picking up a set of barbells to begin his next set of reps.
The two of you were always playfully flirtacious. The pet names flowed from each of you as simple as your given names. The comfort you shared with one another had been how you bonded to the friendship you cherished.
"I will not give up pizza night for a lower BMI!" You grinned, moving to another machine. Finn's teasing motivated you to work even harder. The consequences could be worried about later.
It was legs day. The day you dreaded as much as Finn complained about working on his abs. The two of you exchanged playful looks, danced around each other during small breaks. The old pop songs playing over the entire building.
You were half way through your reps for Burpee's when Finn came up behind you trying to hype you with lyrics from an oldish rap song.
"X gon' give it to ya
Fuck wait for you to get it on your own
X gon' deliver to ya!" Finn rallied around you, bouncing like he was in an early 200's rap music video.
"Finn! Stop channeling into your Mojo Rawley side!" You giggled taking a moment of rest, counting down in your head for the next round.
Finn didn't stop though as he continued his ridiculous moves. You had to admit though. It was adorable. He got so into it.
"Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel
Go hard getting busy wit it
But I got such a good heart
Then I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it"
You shook your head, laughing as you jumped into your next set slightly winded from Finn's entertainment.
"And 15!" You jumped up, smiling to the victory of concluding your workout for the day. Turning around you smirked, giving in to the song that was still playing.
"First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll
Then we let it pop, don't let it go
X gon' give it to ya
He gon' give it to ya
X gon' give it to ya
He gon' give it to ya"
By the third line, Finn joined in. The smiles that you shared were infectious. These were the kinds of moments that showed the two of you didn't care if you made fools of yourselves. As long as you did it together.
It was the next morning. Your body was aching more than normal. You could hear your neck and back crack as the aches set deeper into your bones. It became clear what your body was introducing you too.
"I can't get sick" Your throat burned talking out to the room like it had ears to listen and a mouth to respond.
"Dammit..." You pouted, rubbing your eyes, reaching over for your phone.
'Finn, honeybun, Irish god walking among men...'
'Sucking up to me this early? What do you need?'
'The Hogwarts Express took a detour, ran me over and is now heading on its correct course'
'Did ya say hi to Harry? Ask him how he got his scar?'
'I was told not to mention his name?'
'Probably for the best'
'Will you be the best friend a girl could ask for?'
'What's wrong, sweetie?'
'I've come down with something...I ache and burn :('
'Soup, honey, tea and those little crackers you like?'
'I know we are only friends, Finn....but will you marry me?'
You had bunched the pillows around you, mostly under your head to prop you up from drowning in the post nasal drip that formed remarkably quick overnight. You were patient waiting for Finn to arrive. He only lived around the corner, but he knew your favorite soup was out of the way.
"Sweets?" The voice rang in your ears right before you were drifting off back into a slumber.
"Finnabon" You smiled, turning your head to meet the eyes of the Irishman.
"Ya sound terrible" He frowned, pulling the covers back to settle in next to you.
"No, no you can't!" You squeaked covering your mouth with an arm.
"I never get sick, love, ya know this" He even dared to lean over, pulling your arm away and kissing your cheek. "Aww honey ya are warm" His frowned deepened pressing the back of his hand to your forehead.
"I feel so yucky" You whimpered, sinking down into the mound of pillows. "I don't even know if I can eat the soup"
"Uh uh" He shook his head. "Come on now, I'll feed ya"
"Finn..." You flashed him a look of pity. You didn't want to be treated like a child.
"Ya are sick, hun, I want to take care of ya" He flushed the palm of his hand to your cheek, stroking at your jawline.
"You have other things to take care of...your BMI! You need to get to one percent!" You giggled just before a coughing fit forced you to turn away.
"Fuck ya're gettin' worse by da' minute" He reached over rubbing the middle of your back. "Come on...I know what'll make ya happy"
"Lend me another body!" You moaned, turning back to face him with tears brimming in your eyes from the excessive coughs.
"Just watch" Finn picked up the remote for the tv resting on your leg. He pressed the button to start up YouTube on the TV.
"What are yo---"
"Hush and watch!" You glared at him, crossing your arms. Yet you didn't want to be treated like a child. A huff of air left you realizing you were, in fact, acting mildly childish. Mildly!
"Here ya go" He grinned as the music started. A large smile came over you turning to see Aceâs and Eights entrance music play.
"You know how much i loved this period in TNA!" You clapped your hands even though another coughing fit arrived. Clearing your throat you sat up doing a little jig where you sat. As much as your body would allow.
"How do ya love this music more than mine?!" Finn shook his head, laughing. "My music is good!"
"Finn, I love you, but Ace's and Eights music has that something extra" You leaned over kissing the side of his head.
"I see how it is. Maybe I'll get Gallows to deliver ya soup next time" He teased, winking in your direction.
"Nooooo I want you too, Finnnnn!" Your voice drawled out your words in a whine.
"Ya're fuckin' adorable when ya're needy" He grinned, squeezing your knee. "Alright time to get some soup in ya" He scooted away only for a moment to grab the bag.
"I'm not hung---"
"Shh! Ya're gonna eat!" He flashed you a look of warning. Sitting back up he had fixed your soup, slices of bread and water onto a tray that he kept on his lap.
"They don't want none! No, they don't want none!" You squealed as AJ Styles music started.
"Here we fuckin' go!" He laughed, scooping the spoon into the soup, offering it to you. At first, you only looked at him, but the glare he gave you enticed you to open your mouth.
"That's my girl" He was quick to feed you the next couple spoonfuls even as you sang along to AJ's music.
Sami Zayn's music followed and then Bobby Roode. Finn smiled through it all though. Even though you knew these guys you still were a fan of their work and entrances. Finn would always remember this bringing it up to you several times at any given chance.
You were half way through the bowl of soup before finally, Finn's music started.
"Do it, Finn! Please!" Your bottom lip jutted out in shameless begging. Finn belly laughed, setting down the tray on the floor to stand up on the mattress. He rolled his eyes, facing you and right as the music hit his cue he bent his knees, slapping his thighs and raising his arms up like he always did for every entrance he did.
He repeated the action, turning his back to you. A sudden jump off the bed to go over to the window and spread his arms out as if he was leaning against ring ropes. He even mocked like he had his leather jacket on.
Finishing his 'entrance' he climbed back into bed, getting the tray of food for you to finish. You happily obliged finishing the soup and bread.
"Thank you for all of that" You smiled brightly, leaning in to rest your head on his shoulder. His arm came around to curl around your waist, hugging you to him.
"Anything for my biggest fan" He teased, tickling your side.
"Ah no! Don't start!" You jolted away, pointing a stern finger at him.
"Ok, ok...just because ya are sick" He put the tray on the floor but held the glass of water in his hand. "Ya should finish this, lovey"
"Probably" You shrugged, motioning for the cup but a sudden cough erupted from your throat.
Finn's hand once again rubbed your back through it, hating that you felt so crummy.
"I hate this" You whimpered, taking the glass to cleanse your throat. Your hand clutched the glassware awkwardly, dumping a small portion onto your white shirt. It came to reveal that you weren't wearing anything underneath. Your nipples springing up from the sensation of the cold water.
"Dammit!" You pouted, looking to Finn whose eyes were glued to the new damp space on your shirt.
"Uhh...I" He cleared his throat, licking his lips.
"I'll just hide under the covers" You shrugged your shoulders, pulling the shirt over your head, dropping it down onto the floor beside you. Tugging up the comforter under your armpits you were grinning noticing that Finn watched all of it.
"You gave me soup and I flashed you, we even?" You tilted your head down in hopes to catch his glance.
"Hah...yeah...um.." He was speechless. He couldn't stop the thoughts of your breasts flooding a reaction to his cock.
"Finn?" Your hand came to reach up, scratching at his beard.
"Mmm..yeah, yeah sorry babe" He chuckled awkwardly. "Didn't expect ya to do that is all"
"I could get another shirt is that is distracting you?"
"No! Ya're perfect...fucking perfect" He blinked, eyes falling to your covered chest once more.
"My eyes are up here, Irish!" Two fingers tapped on the underside of his chin.
âYa have no idea what ya do to meâ His voice shaded into a contrast of lust presenting a new sense of need.
"Finn, what are you talking about?" Your eyebrow propped up in confusion.
"If ya weren't sick I would be on top of ya giving those nipples a reason to be hard" He growled moving to straddle either side of you, hovering above your face by inches.
"If I wasn't feeling like death I would be turned on" You met the intense eyes that devoured into yours.
"I guess it's out of the bag now that I like ya" He smiled, leaning in to kiss between your eyes.
"I like you too, Finn" You smiled, squeezing his shoulder, stroking your palm down the length of his arm. "It was a unique way to confess"
"I seized the opportunity" He licked his lips eyeing you from head to toe. "Ya nipples out clearly makes a man confess his true feelings" He winked, meeting your eyes again.
"Now you can let the anticipation build for sex when I'm better" It was your turn to wink, biting the corner of your bottom lip. Your eyes not even blinking as they stared into Finn's.
"Don't think ya will have the upper hand here the whole time" He rolled over to stand up and strip down to his briefs that hugged his package way too well.
"Oh.." You gulped, looking him over.
"Ya can't touch until ya get better, love" He crawled back over you. His hands bracing on the headboard.
"Dirtiest player in the game, Devitt" You glared, squeezing the comforter in your hands.
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D: Yo, what are you up too? If youâre bored; Wanna have sex?'
Y/N: Deano! Hey! I'm heading home. I just finished at the gym. Do you really think that would work?
D: Golds on 3rd? Yeah...I thought I had a chance
Y/N: Yes...Dean, are you stalking me? I'll applaud you for the attempt, but eh
D: Damn! Did you catch me peeking in the window? I thought the black hoodie hid me ;) Playing hard to get I see
Y/N: Oh look at this guy with his jokes!
D: Are you busy? I wanted to talk about traveling over the next two weeks
Y/N: Travel buddy?
D: You like driving, I don't
Y/N: I like driving because I have majority rule over the radio, Deanbean
D: Because I sleep through most of it, Cupcake :*
Y/N: Don't act like you don't join me singing old jams!
D: Those events are not to be mentioned to anyone else. No one is to know that I sing Jagged Little Pill from front to back!
Y/N: Awww Deano, you are precious. So stable with me when you go by the gimmick of Unstable!
D: Shut the fuck up, Cakes!! I'm coming over, be ready
Y/N: I'm heading into the shower now, you know where the key is outside. I would tell you to make yourself at home, but I know you will without my permission
The showerhead blasted out a stream of hot water that felt as if it was washing you down to your soul. The cleansing repetition relaxing while your eyes closed and stood under the stream. You went extra hard in the gym today after having a stressful past few days. There were times that life was simple and others when life was a test of willpower. You always took the high road even when it would have been ok to step down a notch.
It was a matter of minutes after Dean sent the text that he arrived at your front door. He reached down to the fake rock next to a plant, popping open the bottom to retrieve the key.
Closing the door behind him he b-lined to the bathroom seeing the door cracked just enough to see you in the shower. His jaw clenched watching your hair flip back under the stream.
"Dean..go to the couch" He muttered as if he felt guilty for snooping on you. He cursed the steam that hid the parts of your body he wished to see. The shadow silhouette of your body making his cock twitch in his jeans. Inhaling deeply he stepped away and went into the kitchen to grab a drink.
Twisting off the knob to the shower you reached for the towel hanging outside of the door. Wrapping it around your body you twisted your hair up into a messy bun, securing it with a black hair tie.
"Deano!" You smiled looking over at the kitchen to see your friend chugging back a beer. "See? Right at home" You playfully rolled your eyes with a smirk just as playful on your lips.
"I just should take that key" He grinned, finishing the last swig, setting it down on the countertop. "I live here as much as you do"
"Oh ok, so I'll need 500 for rent" You winked, holding out your hand to him. "Oh and deposit...so we can call it good at two grand"
"Shit, really? Maybe I will move in" He chuckled, bracing his palms on either side of him. "It's cheaper than my place. If you are serious?" He cocked a brow at you, questioning if you were just playing with him or not.
"I have a spare room I've been meaning to post for rent?" You shrugged, pulling open the door to the fridge to grab a drink for yourself. Although you were wondering how it would taste after finishing your post work out smoothie not too long ago.
"Cakes, don't tease me" He poked at your side. "I'll set up a moving van for tomorrow and move in" He winked, crossing his arms over his chest now.
"We split the rent, electricity, and internet, still ok with that? Oh! Groceries!" Dean grabbed your bottle, hugging the neck with one and twisting the top off with the other. His rough calloused hands unaffected by the hard edges of the cap.
"Aww honey, are we going to grocery shop together? Plan dinners? Coordinate time to play video games and Netflix and chill?" He chuckled, keeping his eyes on you.
"Netflix and chill? Sounds like your way to get to my goods, Deano!"
"Well if you put out I won't have to bring chicks back here and have you stomp into my room to shut the fuck up because I have some slut screaming her lungs out" He shrugged his shoulders shamelessly looking you up and down.
"Deanbean..are we really doing this?" You asked after finishing a large gulp from your beer. "You know drinking after my workout at the gym is highly counterproductive" You pursed your lips. "You are such a bad influence"
"I'm not a bad influence if you relax and have a good time, cupcake" He winked again, puckering up and kissing the air.
"You simply hope I'll become loose enough to fuck you again" You licked your lips, smirking subtly as you took another sip. Would you admit that getting you into bed was easier than advertised? Of course not. That eliminates the fun and ending results.
"I can't help thinking about how those lips suck a cock like a pro" He pushed off the counter to approach you. His arm coming around to close around your waist.
"I was so drunk" You groaned, turning your head to drink. His face drew closer, sucking in a breath, inhaling your fresh scent.
"You smell fucking good" He growled low and deep within his throat. His hand rubbed the small of your back, squeezing occasionally.
"I can't drink with you in my face" You gave him a look of annoyance leaning back from his embrace to finish off the last couple of gulps. "Mmm ok"
His eyes were transfixed on you as your head tilted back letting the beverage flow down your throat. His memory soaring him back to the night of your drunken one night stand. His fist bunched into your hair as he thrust his cock into the wet orifice of your throat.
"Dean" You snapped your fingers in front of his face, bringing him back to the present.
"Hey pretty" He laughed, blinking a couple times. "Was thinking of you"
"It must have been good" You averted your eyes down to his cock. "You're getting hard"
"You are almost naked, wet and drinking" He stated, groaning out. "How am I supposed to be unaffected?"
"Never said you had to be, handsome" You giggled, leaning in to kiss his cheek and disembark from his hold. "I'll be right back out. I need clothes"
"No! Come on, cakes" He objected your movements. His feet fast to gain on you.
"I'm cold!" You shivered, pulling the towel loose, dropping it on the floor flashing your backside to him.
"I'll keep you warm!" He grit his teeth looking over your body. "That's not fair!" He was only a few steps behind. Â "You are treading a dangerous line" He followed you as you walked to your bedroom.
"I like to live on the dangerous side" Walking to your closet you shuffled through the collection of clothing. A soft yelp making you jump as Dean came up behind you, brushing his fingertips over either outer side of your breasts. A harsh suck in of air freezing you in your place.
"Youâre in trouble nowâ There was a new darkness dripping from his words. He always teased you, but his intentions were clear from the first text. His risky attempt working more than you would admit.
"I'm always in trouble when it comes to you" You sighed, reaching for a hanger, but was stopped by Dean's hand grabbing for your wrist, bringing it down to your side and behind your back.
"No need for that, cupcake" His breath was hovering over your ear. "It will block me from doing things like this" His hand boldly cupped your breast, fondling the flesh.
"Dean..." You hissed, licking the bottom of your lip, turning your head to look over your shoulder at him.
"Just say no and I'll stop" His voice was sweet, comforting even.
"All I want to say is yes" Your eyes shut as his lips kissed the small patch of skin behind your ear. From his first touch, you were sold. Dancing along the possibilities got you here.
"I'll have you saying more than yes" His voice was intoxicating. His teeth closing on the shell of your ear, nibbling sensually.
"I should have known you would lure me into this" You were grinning now, caving with each move he made.
"You know I'm a go getter" His hand let go of your wrist, moving to your hip, running his fingers over the space between your thigh and pelvis.
"It's clear what you are trying to get, Dean" Your first move of instigation started by pressing your bare ass into his jean clad cock.
"Do that again, baby" He growled, digging his nails into your hip. "I'll be balls deep inside that sweet pussy"
"Playing dirty?" You spoke in a newfound seductive tone. "You would slide right in, Deano, I'm already soaking for you" There was always a tension between the two of you, but it was rare that the two of you acted on it. This would be the first time both of you were still fairly sober.
âBend overâ He growled pulling a hand back to firmly strike onto your ass. "Be a good girl, cupcake" You arched your back, bending some, grabbing onto the pole of your closet for leverage.
"What are yo---oh!" Your head fell forward as Dean spread your legs. His teeth biting an asscheek as his other gave another harsh smack. Your hands clenched harder at the steel rod bracing yourself fully. His mouth descended to your core, teasing his tongue into your folds.
"Right to business---oh fuck"
"Language!" Dean growled, spanking you once more. "I said to be a good girl, good girls don't cuss" Both of his hands fondled the bounty of your ass, spreading them apart. "I'll do the dirty talk, baby"
"I just want you to fu----mmm ok, ok" Your moan was louder than intended. Your jaw falling slack creating the perfect open O to moan out freely. "Dean...I need you"
"Shut the fuck up and let me eat this pussy good and raw" He growled biting down on your budding nerves. Your hands began to ache from how hard you were gripping onto the pole.
"Dean...bed...please"
"Since you said please, cakes" He pulled back smirking. It took you a moment to straighten your back out having been arched awkwardly at his discretion. Turning around you were greeted with a bruising kiss. Your arms threw themselves around his neck, kissing with the same brutality.
Dean's hands found home to your ass once more, groping the flesh in his hands to lift you up to bring you over to the bed.
"I really want you to go back down on me" You moaned against his lips sitting up on your knees as he placed you down on the bed. "But I also really want you to take me"
"What's the magic word, pretty?" He nibbled at your bottom lip, looking into your eyes that read nothing but wanton lust and greed for your body.
"Please Dean" You batted your eyelashes at him, pecking his lips. "I want to be the slut that you make scream"
"I'm going to fuck you into that wall baby" He pushed you back forcing you to fall onto your back.
Your legs spreading in automatic need. You grabbed a pillow to rest your head, propping it up enough to watch him work over your pussy or to watch his cock work your pussy as perfect as his tongue.
The anticipation for his touch felt like a lifetime. His shirt was first to go followed by his boots and then his jeans. He was too eager to push down his boxers, pulling his cock out through the slit.
"Just fuck me already!" You whined, spreading your legs even further.
"Language!!" He snarled moving over you. "How about this" He grabbed your hips, grinding his cock against your soaked pussy lips. âFirst one to make a noise losesâ
"Dean..normally I would love that game, but if you don't thrust that cock into me now I'm going to lose my mind" Your legs hooked onto his hips, grinding onto him.
"Such a needy slut you are" He smirked, reaching for the bed post with one hand and the other at the base of his cock. "Ready for me?"
"If you make me wait one mo----DEAN!" Your head thrust back as Dean bucked his hips forward. A sizable division of his cock thrusting into its new home.
"It's been a while, hasn't it?" He grinned pulling the hair tie from your bun, releasing the damp strands to fan over the pillow.
"I'm not like you, Dean, I choose my fuckboys wisely" He growled as another solid push forward brought him to the hilt.
"You're such a bad girl with that language" He ground his hips into yours. His cock brushing the beginning of your cervix. "So fucking deep in your pussy baby"
"Please move Dean" You writhed under his weight, lifting your hips to bounce as much as he would allow. "I need you"
"There's my good girl" He grinned, pulling back almost all the way out. "I'm going to make you feel so good" He leaned down to capture your lips. A hand grabbing for your hair as his hips pounded forward starting a pace that would surely leave bruises all over your core, inner thighs.
"You feel so good" He moaned against your lips, panting. His hips in a perfect rhythm fucking you like it was his job.
"Just like that!" Your head thrust back into the pillows, yet again, moaning openly. The pool in your stomach twisting into a signal of your pending climax. You knew you wouldn't last long from how well Dean was fucking into you. All of the tension seizing. The build up. The teasing. It was all unfolding now.
"Do you want me to cum in this pussy, baby? Let you know how good this pussy feels? How fucking amazing it feels to fuck you into combustion?" With the last word, his assault on your sweet spot sent you to the clouds. You couldn't formulate the words. You nodded, borderline screaming.
"Are you going to cum, cupcake? Squeeze those perfect walls around this hard dick until you shake down to your toes?" He was grinning, loving how his cock was turning you into a screaming whore.
"I'll take your silence as go faster, fuck me harder, make this pussy yours, Dean" You wanted to glare at him, but your vocal chords were too busy singing the praise of his dick fucking you into sweet, sweet submission.
"I want you to cum for me baby" His own sounds were throaty, hoarse. The occasional grunt whenever your walls clamped around him. The teasing preview of what your walls ached to do. He scooped a hand under you, pushing your hips into a pivoted angle. His thrusts somehow getting deeper and hitting your g-spot with a rawer aggression.
"Dean...It's----I'm---coming!" Your hips bucked wildly onto his. Your whole body going stiff momentarily as he managed to pound even faster into your spasming pussy. Your moans evolving to screams. Your hands that were clenched to the sheets buckled to his shoulders as you rode out an intense release. Your walls vicing around his cock.
"Here it comes baby" He growled, throaty and full. "I'm going to fill you up so fucking full" His thrusts were at a pace that made you numb from the shattering orgasm. "Take it all baby"
With that, he came undone spurring several lines of his seed deep into the cavern of your beaten pussy. Your chest was rising and falling almost reaching a second orgasm from watching Dean fuck through his.
You lay there, moaning from the deep fucking you just endured. Dean lazily thrusting as his high slowly started to come down back to Earth.
"Holy fucking hell..." Dean groaned. It had been a few minutes of heavy pants and silent praising looks of adoration. He balanced his weight above you on his forearms on either side of your head. "I'm still rocking a semi" He winked, pecking your lips.
"Deano" Your voice was rough, aching from how much you screamed. "I'm 65% sure I'm numb down there for now" You giggled, bringing a hand up to run over his cheek. "So good"
"You feel fucking amazing" He licked his lips, grinding his hips into yours again, humming out a noise of bliss. "I almost never recoup this quick"
"Dean...." Your voice moaned out feeling your bits begin to restart. "I don't think I could go again"
"You are so sexy when you moan my name" He turned his head to dip into your neck, licking and sucking under your chin.
"You are such a dirty player" You moaned, yet again, rubbing your hands over the length of his back. His hips continually grinding tenderly into yours. He knew you were spent, but couldn't pull out yet.
"Maybe that pussy shouldn't feel like heaven and I'd pull out" Your legs squeezed around him, lifting to grind idly into his.
"Mmm, I'm getting turned on again" You whined, biting your bottom lip, eyes closing as a new wave of pleasure washed down to your center.
"I could fuck you all night, cupcake" He bit down on your collarbone, pulling back a couple inches to thrust back in. "I'm going to fuck you all night"
"I'm not going to be able to walk at this rate, Dean!!" You hissed feeling his tip brush your g-spot again. "Fuck your stamina"
"Ah!" He growled pulling out half way only to thrust in sharply.
"Mmm..ok, ok...good girl...be a good girl" Your eyes rolled back into your head, moaning out his name.
"That semi is now full and ready to fuck you again" He chuckled, licking up the side of your neck to meet your lips. A pursuit of affection splashing from his lips to yours.
"Who's calling the moving truck in the morning?" You opened your eyes to meet his. One time only was no longer an option.
"You are going to need your rest" He winked, kissing you again. "I'll take real good care of you"
"Fuck me to sleep" You stared into his eyes, smirking, knowing that word would set him off.
"For fuck's sake! So naughty" His eyes were dark again. "You won't say fuck again after this"
"Don't underestimate me, Deano" You winked, kissing him deeply. His thrusts resetting to level 1. It could only go up from here. It was truly going to be a really, really long night.
Notes: @unabashedwwesmut helped me craft this to a beginning. She helped me find parts to work on and where to start. I canât thank her enough for her support in simply just listening and helping me bring this fic series to life!
Warnings: Angst. Pregnancy. Manipulation. This volume is HEAVY parts of past experiences with my ex. It was very real for me and I believe that it why it flowed so easily. This all came from the heart as 95% of this volume is real life experience.
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Tangled limbs and ruffled sheets lay over their bodies. It was a rare night they shared. One that was only common when they first started the relationship. The nights when he couldn't fall asleep without feeling her back pressed against his chest. One of his hands draped over the side of her thigh. His chin resting on the top of her head as they slept.
They used to be completely engrossed in one another. They couldn't get enough. There wasn't only love there. There was infatuation. It slowly drifted away with time and parts of each other being revealed.
He waited until almost a year into the relationship to confess that he couldn't face being married again. That having children wasn't in the equation.
What could she have done? She could have run far far away at the first red flag, but she couldn't. She couldn't face leaving the man she had fallen head over heels in love with. This was her first shot at being in love.
For a while she believed it was everything love was supposed to be. The dates. The random visits at work. The random texts of affirmation. The good morning kisses that made her giggle because he would always pin her down to the bed, kissing her over and over as he tickled under her knee.
There were nights when he would make dinner, throw on a movie they both loved or binge-watch a Netflix series. She would finish her food and eye his. He would always catch her, grin and offer her some or the rest of it.
He would always tease her about popcorn. Stupid home-style popcorn that he swore he would never share with her. She could remember the first time he set the bowl in her lap, leaned over and whispered into her ear. 'You know I like you because I don't share my popcorn'. Popcorn had never tasted better that night.
He used to be delicate with her. Seeing her as a value that needed to be cared for and treated with care. She had a surgery early in their relationship that she thought showed her he was incapable of hurting her. He held her hand for hours on end or had a protective arm wrapped around her shoulders, rubbing and squeezing to comfort her.
Holding hands. It wasn't a form of showing off to her. She missed when they would go out to shop or go on walks. He would be the first one to reach out for her hand. She would beam up at him with eyes full of love and adoration. Taking his hand in hers, she would squeeze and silently show off to the world that they belonged to one another and they were happy. They used to be so happy.
He started to pull away piece by piece. The first thing to stop was sleeping close to one another. One day out of the blue said he needed his space in the bed. That was the first stab to her heart. She took one of the teddy bears he bought her in a better time to hug at night because his arm was no longer an option.
There would be nights when she couldn't sleep at all. She'd get out of bed, go into the living room with the teddy bear and watch TV in a mindless state. Her mind running off to the thoughts of why she was sticking around when the man she adored was slipping through her fingers day by day.
The second was when saying I love you was foreign. She would come up behind him while he played video games, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his neck or cheek. A soft elicit of love spoke into his ear wasn't always returned. She would sit next to him for hours and watch him play just hoping he would look over at her, smile and kiss her. To captivate his attention as much as the game had.
The third was the hardest. The first break up, because things were moving 'too fast'. She could feel it coming. The weekend before they barely talked and something in her gut made her feel like something was going to happen. Her gut was the first one to tell her when something bad was brewing.
They didn't talk for almost a week. Complete radio silence. He was the first to break the ice though. A nonchalant 'Hey there Stranger'. She rolled her eyes not even wanting to respond. She had just finished crying and didn't want to get back into something that would break her down further.
Her will to stay strong didn't last. They hung out that same day.
He acted as though he hadn't seen her in months. His eyes lighting up the way hers did when she looked at him from the moment she fell.
It wasn't the same though. She had hope in her, but she couldn't throw caution to the wind. She couldn't sleep easily like she did before. She couldn't kiss him and mean it as much as before. She was trapped by how much she loved him. She was trapped by being too scared to leave her first love.
She wanted to look past the flags that waved in her face. She wanted to see the man she knew he could be. She made the mistake of thinking that she could change him. That she could 'fix' him.
It became abundantly clear one day when she mentioned to him about a conversation she had with a close friend of theirs. His first remark with a snicker haunted her for weeks after seeing it.
'Why do you talk like we are together?' He rolled his eyes and walked out of the room like his words hadn't just torn her down to the foundation of her soul.
The fight that followed brought an unusual turn of events.
'If we aren't together then I'm leaving, for good' Your voice spitting venom in hopes it ran his blood cold.
'Ugh Y/N can you not be dramatic about this? I've been working all weekend and just wanted to hang out' He groaned, rubbing the side of his neck.
'I don't need to invest my time in you if there is no future, Baron' Your back faced him finding the sight of him a pumping piston of frustration.
'You are my best friend, why can't we just have fun?' His voice was whiny and pathetically trying to convince you that this wasn't a complete waste of time.
'You may be my best friend, Baron, but the way I see us and the way you see us is very, very different' Your hand ran back through your hair, sighing heavily. Your feet yearning to walk the path to the front door.
'Ugh I know you want the whole' He paused to make quotations with his fingers 'Marry your best friend deal, but I told you that will not happen with us' His voice was gaining on you like his steps.
'All the more reason for me to wipe my hands clean of this and move on' Your body propelled you forward. You were only three steps from the door before feeling his hand touch your shoulder.
'Why do you have to do this now? Why can't we just go sit on the couch, grab a blanket and put on Stranger Things?' He sighed, moving around to face you. His eyes tired and irritated red.
'Watch it alone, ok? You have mentioned that when fights happen you are happy that you have your own place and can have the other person leave, let it blow over' You rolled your eyes, jerking your shoulder back from his touch.
'I just want you to watch Netflix with me, please' He was giving you puppy eyes, but it wasn't working on you now. You were past the virtue that look once held on you.
'Baron, just stop' You put your hands up as a sign for him to keep his own to himself. You didn't want to be touched. You wanted to go home, have a drink, watch New Girl and forget about the man who turned your life into a detour to hell.
'You are so fucking stubborn' He hissed, rubbing his eyes once more. 'What do I need to do? Cuddle you? Tell you that you are the prettiest girl I know? Tell you that I love you and it terrifies me? Tell you that I've had nightmares of this moment?' His voice was sobering. A mourning coming to surface.
'Do you even mean ANY of that, Baron? I swear you lock this up and only use it against me when I dare to leave you' You glared at him. A part of you could see he was trying to be genuine, but you were stuck in your ways. As stubborn as can be just like Baron said.
'Do I ever say things I don't mean?' Baron challenged you. Your eyes rolled even though you knew he was being honest. He was brutally honest. He simply picked when his honesty had affection veiling over it.
'No, no you don't' You released a long wind of air through your nose. 'That doesn't change how things are though' Your eyes stared into his trying to find anything to redeem him. The hope in your blooming to its normal aperture.
'Fuck..ok' He paused, pulling out his phone and scrolling to a picture of a small house. 'Look at this' He pointed to the house with his index finger. 'This isn't what I planned...'
'Baron what are you getting at?' You chewed at the corner of your bottom lip wishing that it would help with your plentiful irritation.
'I know what we have or have going is highly unconventional, but I know I can't picture life without you' He scrolled through a few photos of the rooms and a big backyard.
'So...this means?' It wasn't clicking just yet. He couldn't be asking what you thought.
'I bought it for us' He gulped, clicking his phone off.
'YOU WHAT?' You swore your eyes popped out like an old cartoon. Was he really serious? He doesn't want to be a couple, but he wants to share a house? How did any of that make sense?
'It's ours if you'll move in with me' His eyes were wide in surprise and discomfort. He never put himself out like this.
'I'm trying to understand this..bear with me' You cleared your throat, letting your arms fall to your sides. 'I'm not your girlfriend, you don't want to get married, you don't want kids'
'Correct' He huffed out in annoyance hating that you were calling him out fact by fact.
'But you got us a house to live in together? So I can meet a guy and bring him home?' You cocked a brow, grinning at him.
'NO! I only get to fuck you!' He growled, glaring at you. 'You-You are mine!'
'Do you understand why I'm confused, Baron?' You rolled your eyes for what felt like the thousandth time. He was a jigsaw puzzle you would never finish.
'I know we are confusing and complex, but I really want to do this with you' He frowned, reaching forward to take your hands into his. The smooth sensation of your fingers twining together made you weak. It brought you back to better times.
'We are getting a house together, but we don't have a future...that's insane Baron!' You whined. Your lips took its turn to curve down into a frown. A dull ache began to pulse in your temples.
'I...ok, ok' He dropped his head, sucking in a breath. 'You'll be happy to hear this again' He chuckled in a dark manner. A feeling of mockery laced with his words. 'I love you and I can't let another man have you'
'Baron' You whimpered, hating that instead of the words floating into your ears and directly out they spoke right to the heart that yearned for him to love it back.
'If you move in with me and things go well maybe it'll change my mind' His smile was beautifully deceptive. The bear trap of truth creaking back into locking position. The trap set to implode in the future. A ticking time bomb waiting for doomsday.
'I don't live life by maybes' Your head turned to its side, giving him a look he knew all too well.
'Fuck it' He muttered springing to action by housing his calloused hands on either side of your neck to pull you into a mind-numbing kiss. Your eyes blinked rapidly until your body gave in, going weak. Your knees buckling, frantically grabbing for his shirt to remain upright.
Your mind went silent. No thoughts, no dreams, not a single thing passed through for two whole minutes. His kiss took you to a place of peace. An island you didn't get to visit very often.
'Whoa...' You pulled away for a gasp of air. When his eyes opened to meet yours it was bare, naked. Your souls were singing to each other. In that moment there was no world around you. Nothing to worry about. All you cared about was each other and a love you both deep down held for one another.
'Is that a yes?' He grinned, moving his hands to grasp your hips. 'Please say yes'
'You are helping me pack!' Your grin matched his, raising your arms to glide around his neck.
'Fuck I didn't think this through' He laughed, kneading your skin beneath his fingers.
'Do you ever, Baron?' You teased, bopping him on the nose.
'You're lucky I love you' He rolled his eyes. 'I need to stop saying that'
'I can still back out! I haven't signed on the dotted line yet!' You pouted, delicately scratching the back of his neck.
'I'm sorry...I'm not good with this stuff' He shrugged, locking his arms around you fully now. 'I love you, I do, fuck, I'm an asshole'
'You're my asshole though'
'Why do you love me again?'
'Because I'm dumb and addicted to you'
'The whiskey to my sour' He grinned, pulling you closer by the small of your back, kissing you again. The confusion of the situation a thought for later.
Stirring slightly I felt a weight pressed onto the left side of my chest. Letting out a groan I forced an eye open to look down and see her laying there. Her leg between mine and her arm curved over my chest. The tips of her fingers resting calmly under my shoulder blade.
I watched the way her back would rise and fall. Her lips closed to breathe through her nose that tickled over my chest. My lips curved up at the corner of my mouth. The smile as authentic as the peace I felt in this moment. My hand smoothed into her hair, pushing back the strands to get a better view of her face.
Have I mentioned before how utterly beautiful she is? How the slope of her nose to the rounded tip made me want to kiss it. She had no idea just how affectionate I wished I could let myself be. I was so dangerously in love with her that it was decomposing me in a live vessel.
I loved how her back dipped only to extenuate the curve of her ample bottom. I grinned finding the set of bite marks over her right cheek. I loved to mark her, but would always give her shit if she marked me in a noticeable area.
She made a soft noise, shifting some, but not waking just yet. I didn't want her to wake up, not yet. I wanted to admire her in a way I couldn't when she was conscious. As terrible and selfish as it sounds I worshipped her when she wasn't able to notice.
My hand continued to move through her long rich locks. The smell of her conditioner wafting into my nose. A hum of acceptance rumbling from my chest out into the open air of our bedroom.
"This is perfect" I spoke as if she would wake up and hear me, but it was low enough for only my ears to register.
"I remember when I looked into your eyes for the first time baby...." She didn't move an inch as I continued on.
"How the little makeup you had on only made you that much more stunning" I watched her smile in her sleep. Something she did randomly, but the timing was oddly in sync.
"How your laugh is something I wish I could bottle and twist open on days that I don't know if I'll get through. I have to somehow sneak getting you laughing on my phone" My fingers mindlessly fingered over her body.
"I wish I could keep you forever, I wish I could tell you so I'm in love with you, it makes me sick....I wish I met you first" I whimpered, frowning now. I'd live a perfect life with her if I wasn't so broken in the first place. I can't give this perfect specimen of a woman a broken man to try and repair for the rest of her life. She deserved to have a man give her the world. God how I wished that was me.
"Mmm..Baron?" Her smooth sleepy voice made me smile, scooping a finger under her chin to have her look up at me.
"Good morning gorgeous" I was so lost in my trance of praise that I forgot to switch back on the asshole I shoved down her throat every day.
"Did we really sleep like this?" She murmured sliding up so her face was only a few inches from my own.
"Yeah..like old times" I was still smiling. Fuck, I needed to snap out of this.
"Am I going to be shunned if I tell you I love you?" Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, but the hope was as prominent in her wish.
"No...no...not right now at least" I kissed the bridge of her nose and then her lips. "I love you too baby"
"Are you drunk? You are staring at me like I'm whiskey" She giggled in the most adorable way. Corbin, smarten the fuck up.
"No babe, just...enjoying the moment I guess" I shrugged my shoulders, pecking her lips several times.
"You should be like this all the time" There was the smile that stopped my heart just for a second. The smile that made everything ok again.
"Keep dreaming...dreams sometimes come true" I grinned, cupping the side of her face, rotating my thumb over her cheek.
"Mmm..phone" She groaned hearing the text notification going off. She rolled over to retrieve her phone, sitting up on the edge of the bed.
After our first round of sex in the afternoon, she took a couple more tests to see if she was really pregnant or if they were false positives. One was positive and the other was negative. She had a quick check with her doctor. He said he would send her the results in the morning. This was the moment.
"Oh..." She had no emotion in her voice as she stared at the illuminated screen.
"Baby what is it?" I asked crawling up behind her, kissing over her shoulder and up her neck. "What did he say?"
"Baron...I'm not pregnant" The loss in her voice had to be what it felt like when we broke up that first time. She sounded empty. She sounded remorseful.
"Baby...I-I'm so sorry" I moved around so I was sitting behind her, pulling her back against my chest. My hands going to her empty womb, rubbing circles in prayers that it would help.
"I love you" I spoke with as much conviction my voice would let me muster.
In that moment I felt her break in my arms. All of her weight crashing into me. Her whimpers turning into sobs as she mourned the child we never conceived. I stared off at the wall becoming consumed by a dark state of mind.
Now that the baby was never there I realized that I wanted him or her. I wanted to watch her belly grow. I wanted to feel the kicks of the feet of our baby. I wanted to know that even if she left me, later on, I would still have a child with her.
Now if I lost her? I would lose all of her. No part of her would be attached to me. She could go on with life and act like I never existed.
I dropped my forehead against the back of her head, letting a single tear of my own fall.
The doomsday clock shifted one strike closer to midnight. This was the true beginning of the end.
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Warnings: Angst. Pregnancy. Manipulation. This will be heavy on angst and possibly triggering if you have been screwed over by an ex or a recent break-up.
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Positive. You blinked several times staring at the two bold blue lines that would change your life. The elation you were supposed to feel was replaced with panic.
Baron was going to lose his mind.
This wasn't supposed to happen. You had birth control in place and the two of you paid close attention to when you ovulated.
"Ninety-Nine percent my ass!" You choked out a sob, gripping the edge of the sink in the bathroom. You crouched down, resting your forehead against the white painted cabinet door. Your knuckles going white from how hard you were clutching onto the brim.
"Oh, baby what are we going to do?" You released a hand to cup over your stomach. "I'm so sorry..." The first trace of a tear ghosted down your cheek.
This couldn't be happening. A small part of you wanted this, but the larger part knew it would never work. You would be attached to him forever. When the two of you actually end, you would still have to hold a space for him in your life. No amount of love you held for him would be enough.
You were so lost in your own panic that you didn't hear the bathroom door open and Baron standing next to you.
"Y/N? What's going on?" Your eyes went wide slowly rising to your feet. You couldn't tell him now. It was still much too new for you. You weren't ready for the repercussions.
"N-Nothing" You looked at him, faking a smile, but he wasn't buying it. He could read your body language tensed and pained.
"What is that?" He reached for the test sat by the faucet. "Holy shit"
"I-I-I" You couldn't say anything. Your mind was racing like a hamster on its wheel. You wanted to run and never look back. It would be the only way to save this child.
"You're fucking pregnant?" His voice was sharp, dangerous even. "Are you fucking serious?" You took a step back, whimpering in fear. This was the reaction you knew would happen but wasn't prepared to live through.
"Baron..I'm sorry" You muttered weakly, frowning and hanging your head. It wasn't supposed to be like this.
A baby was meant to bring joy. A baby meant a start to something soul bonding. The only thing Baron was doing was tearing your soul apart.
"How could you let this happen?" He hissed, throwing the test over your shoulder. He had never put his hands on you, but the test thudding into the tub behind you was a metaphorical hit to the gut.
"How is this all of my fault?!" You glared at him. Your anger was growing with every syllable that spit over his lips.
"Did you lie about your ovulation last month?" He crossed his arms over his chest, piercing his eyes into you.
"Why would I lie? I was sick last month! I couldn't get out of bed for three days!" The look on your face was incredulous. Who did he think he was?
"We can't have this baby and you know it!" He growled taking a step towards you. "We've already discussed what we needed to do if this happened" He reached out to cup your shoulder in his hand.
"Baron..no" You vehemently shook your head in disgust and protest. You shoulder shrugging his touch away. You were not going to go through what he wished.
"Yes, you are! You know I don't want kids!" You watched his hands ball into fists. His angry getting the better of him.
"Maybe you shouldn't bust inside of me every time!" You pushed past him, walking out into the living room. You couldn't believe that he seriously wanted you to do this.
"I'm calling the clinic and we are getting this done today" Baron was right behind you pulling his phone from his pocket to look up the number.
"This is my body! You don't have a say over how my body is treated!"
"I have a say when that baby is half of me! You're getting rid of it! Now!" He barked, glaring at you as if a fire was shooting out of his eyes. He was desperate to convince you.
"I swear Baron if you call that place I'm walking out that door" You met his eyes, glaring at him like he was the devil himself.
"Baby" His voice dropped the harsh tone. The panic confronting his features at the thought of you leaving.
"No, no don't you baby me right now, Baron!" You pointed a finger at him to drive the words into his head.
"I don't want this! We can't do this! You aren't even really my girlfriend!" He yelled slamming his phone down.
"Of course you don't" Your voice voided its expression of emotion. "Wow..thanks for telling me what you truly think of my value to you" You walked past him, heading to the bedroom. You just wanted to sleep. You wanted to forget that this was actually your life.
You didn't hear any noise behind you. No pacing footsteps or a warm voice to soothe you. His words stung the reality you hated to accept.
It was peaceful for a while or so you thought. He was the type to stew in his thoughts. He bottled up his emotions until he erupted like a guiser. The silence wasn't something you appreciated in this moment. The silence was the calm before the storm.
"You aren't seriously going to keep that thing are you?" Baron's rough voice disrupted your peace. Did he really expect you to terminate a life?
"Thing?" You sat up on the bed staring at him, dumbfounded. "Did you really call the baby a thing?"
"Fuckin' hell" He groaned, rubbing a large hand over his face. "You're already attached to it, aren't you?"
"Of course I am, Baron! It's a child! Our child!" You sighed heavily, closing your eyes. "We made a life....together"
"We aren't together for Christ sake!" He snarled, glaring down at your stomach.
"My name is on the lease! We share a bed! You can't go to sleep unless you kiss me goodnight!" You retorted rising up onto your knees. "As much as you hate to accept it? I'm your fucking girlfriend"
"Do you know how crazy you sound right now?" He stood at the foot of the bed, arms crossed.
"Do you know how much of an asshole you are?" You smiled, proud of your response. He was being a prick and calling him an asshole was a lot nicer than the insults flying amongst your thoughts.
"I accept that I'm an asshole. I'm not the one here trying to act like something I'm not" His brows rose in a cocky manner, a slight smirk trying to hide as it formed at the corner of his mouth.
"As much as you hate to admit it, my sweet, sweet idiot, we have been together for almost three years" You rolled your eyes, sitting back on your legs.
"Why do you have to label it?"
"Why do you have to be such a paranoid freak about it?" You hissed, hating that he was so broken. That you had to accept him for what he was. You never thought it would be like this when you first fell in love with him.
"We are never getting married, Y/N" His voice was plain, no trace of warmth of love behind it. "I will never get down on one knee and proclaim my undying love for you"
"You've got more to say, don't you? Spill it out, you fucking coward" Your eyes stung as the tears resurfaced. "Break me down even more"
"You are getting rid of that....thing!" He continued. His voice dry and unwavering.
"I'm done" You rose up from the bed. Your hurried steps flinging open the closet door to retrieve a duffle bag. "I'm done, Baron"
"Baby...hey, hey come on" Suddenly he sprung into action. His hands coming to your hips, squeezing them softly. "You don't need to go"
"Baron I'm not staying here" You continued to grab for your essentials. You wanted to get out as fast as possible. You couldn't stand him at this moment.
"We can figure something out" His hands didn't flinch from where they were locked. He was dead set on keeping you there with him.
"You are asking me to get an abortion, Baron!!" You jerked away, dropping the bag to shove his hands off of you. "I'm leaving! You get to be this single man you want to be! Done!"
"Our time isn't over yet, baby" He was persistent, coming up behind you again, wrapping his big strong arms around you, dipping down to speak into your ear. "You know I can't live without you"
"You'd be fine, Baron" You groaned trying to fight your way out of his arms, but his old was steady.
"I'm in shock...it's a baby" He sighed, brushing his lips over your ear, kissing the shell after the last word. "It's going to change everything and I don't know how to handle it"
"You won't have to deal with anything if I'm gone" You squirmed around, but still no luck. He had you on lockdown. He was going to make you hear him out.
"You can't leave me, I need you, I need you so bad" You felt his forehead park onto your shoulder, letting out a long huff of air, making you shiver.
"You are only begging me to stay because I'm doing what you can't" You sighed, gritting your teeth. You just wanted to leave. He wasn't going to change. The reality of the situation was black and white.
"Baby...."His voice reduced to a whisper finding your ear once more. "I love you" He paused taking in how your body tensed. "You're my girl"
"Baron..just let me go" You whimpered. "I just want to go"
"What do I have to do? Anything...just tell me" His hands shifted to move under your shirt, palming your abdomen in his hands, brushing his thumbs along the skin. "You can't raise him alone"
"Baron" You sighed looking down at his hands affectionately caressing your skin. His lips peppering behind your ear.
"I love you, again, I fucking love you, don't leave me" Your eyes fluttered shut leaning back into his chest. His lips continuing to kiss on and around your ear. He was going to do anything to break you down enough to keep you there with him.
"You'll beg me for now, but tomorrow? You'll be the asshole I tolerate" His hands didn't stop moving, but the heavy sigh fled with ease into the canal of your ear. He knew you were right. He would only change to benefit himself.
"I'm stone cold sober telling you I love you and I want you to stay and you're still being a bitch" He grunted, squeezing you even harder in his arms. "I don't know what else I can do to convince you" His lips moved up going down your jaw and up to your cheek.
"I hate myself loving you like I do" You licked your lips, tilting your head away from him, but he only continued to kiss over your skin. "I don't need you, Baron"
"But I need you" He kissed the corner of your lips, letting out a hum of satisfaction. Your lip gloss giving him flashbacks. "This baby will change my life and my career, but I need both of you around" His teeth nipped at the corner of your bottom lip. "Baby..."
"Can I go to bed?" You groaned, not giving into his advances. Secretly you loved that he was being affectionate and giving you the attention you craved, but this wasn't a huge milestone or a step to him changing. He would lie and manipulate any situation to keep you on a leash.
"Can I join?" He nibbled at your lip after you turned to look at him, sucking it into his mouth, teeth scraping over the flesh. "I love that you still wear this flavor" He released your lip, pecking the middle of it. "It brings me back to when I first kissed you" He smiled, genuinely. His eyes shining a warmth that had been in hibernation for some time.
"I don't understand you" You pouted, locking your eyes on his. "You make me so mad" Your voice was soft, weak even. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how to mold you into what he needed. "You make my heart hurt"
"I'm so sorry, baby" A hand came up to cup the side of your face. "Do you know how beautiful you are? How fucking stunning those eyes are?" He breathed leaning his face closer to yours. "How even the smallest of noises you make, make me a fucking mess?"
"Babe.."A lump in your throat formed as you smiled, raising your own hand to trace over the thin patch of hair on his face. "I hate you and I love you"
"I just love you, baby, love you so much it will kill me one day" He smiled, pecking your lips a number of times. "I'm an asshole, but god damn I'm in love with you"
"I'm supposed to hate you right now" You smiled even bigger, running the pad of your thumb over his bottom lip. "I should be gone by now, leaving you in the dust" Your voice was sweet even as it vouched to run away.
"You are still here with me though" He maneuvered you around to face him completely. Your chests pressing against each other. "You know you can't leave me"
"I love you, asshole" You grinned, rolling your eyes.
"That's my baby" He winked, pulling you even closer as he locked you into a passion filled kiss. Minutes and minutes past on by. Surprisingly no lust was leading it on.
You felt loved, completely loved in that moment. Why was it so hard for him to be like this more? Your heart longed to live in this moment forever. He was everything you wanted right now, but only right now.
"Since I've already knocked you up" He rolled his eyes, making you glare at him. "Sorry, fuck ok, sorry!" He gave you a guilty smile. "Now I can cum in you all I want" He winked, kissing between your eyes.
"Way to ruin a moment, handsome" You shook your head, playfully smacking his chest.
"Love you gorgeous" He shrugged his shoulders. "Let's get you into bed and take care of you" He cocked a brow, grinning again. He didn't bother for you to respond, sliding his hands to your ass lifting you up. "I'm going to treat you like a queen for the night"
Prompt: You are the new make-up artist for WWE. You have no prior knowledge of Finn or the work that goes into creating the demon. With a whole new world to discover is there room to be anything but professional? Your biggest test will be fighting your new demon(s) and showing thatâs this job was made for you. Even if resisting Finn will be harder than you first thought.
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The walk to the front door was the longest you had taken in your life, or that's how it felt. Finn hadn't bothered to grab your luggage yet. He was more concerned about making sure his erection had deflated. You were worried about the flush of your cheeks and if your voice would give anything away. The tension he released from your body balled back up as your small feet stood above the welcome mat.
Finn knocked gently with one hand and the other holding on your waist. As if his parents were waiting at the door it swung open with jovial smiles. His Mother's eyes glazed over with tears threatening to fall. Not only was she happy to see her darling boy she was elated to meet the woman in his life that was making him happy.
"Fergal! My boy!" Fintan stepped forward to wrap his arms around the both of you. "Ya're a beaut, honey!" His Father kissed the top of your head, squeezing the both of you firmly into his arms.
"Pops be easy on 'er!" Finn chuckled, rubbing your side as you remained trapped between the two.
"If she's going to be a Devitt this is her first lesson in the family" He pulled back to grasp both of your arms and meet your eyes. "We're huggers!" You giggled, instantly thinking of Bayley.
"It's wonderful to finally meet you, Mr. Devitt" You bowed your head, smiling.
"Ah Ah" He tsked with his tongue. "Fintan, sweetie, It's Fintan"
"Will ya let me get a look at the girl?" Leonie sweetly spoke, moving around her husband to grace you into her open arms. "I'm so happy to meet ya, lovely"
"Leonie!" Another giggled emitted from your lips. Your arms coming to wrap around her and squeeze. "It's so nice to talk to you in person!"
"Dad, I think that is the only hug ya'll get" Finn poked his elbow into his Dad's rib. "Mum isn't going to let her out of her sight"
"Now, Y/N, is my boy right?" You looked over to Fintan, shaking your head.
"It wouldn't be fair of me to give her all my time" You kept an arm around her, keeping her to your side. Your head even tilting to the side to rest against hers. "I'll do my best to give you both time"
"I guess I'm vegemite or some discarded shoe" Finn fake pouted.
"Babe, no!" You smiled going over to him, embracing him in a hug. "I'm only one person, so I can't entertain everyone!"
"I'm not used to sharing ya" He kissed your temple as the four of you walked into the house. Your eyes instantly scoured over the living room.
"Leonie, did you need any help with lunch or setting up?" You turned to face Finn's Mother with a warm smile.
"Fergal, why did ya wait so long? Such a gem, she is!" She held her hand out to you. Your cheeks were still red from the previous activities with Finn in the car. Hopefully, it was viewed as nerves.
"No need ta be so nervous, love" She cooed you forward, grasping your hand with hers. "I can already tell ya will be a perfect fit"
"Fergal! Let's get ya things and settle the two of ya into ya old room, hm?" Fintan beckoned his son outside. "Have a good talk about life" He patted him on the back as Finn shut the door behind him.
"Y/N, ya don't have to worry about the dishes" Leonie smiled, rubbing the brim of your shoulder. "Ya've already helped so much"
"This is your home and I'm a guest, I really want to help out as much as I'm allowed" Your eyes beamed pure happiness. You had never been accepted so fast by a significant other's family.
"How long did it take Fergal to ask you on a date?" She asked, smiling like she already knew the answer.
"I don't know if it was a date per say, but we went out the same day we met" Your smile broadcasted how much that day meant to you. It was the start of everything. Your whole life changed in those first few days.
"When my Fergal wants something? He goes for it no matter how new the concept" She still had that smile on her face as she set damp dishes onto the drying rack.
"He was a gentleman from the beginning, Leonie" You couldn't stop smiling. The nerves you once had were vanquished. You were thousands of miles away from home, but this house was becoming a home away from home.
"He talked about ya a lot before this trip here" She draped the dish towel onto the rack. "He knew from the very beginning that ya were special" She approached you, cupping your face gently. "He knew that ya would mean a lot to him. He's only had this feeling once before in his life, do ya know when?"
"When...he started wrestling?" Your eyes couldn't stop the welling of tears. You had heard something of similar sorts from your boyfriend, but hearing it from his mother? It was indescribable. It was everything you wanted.
"When he started wrestling, love" Leonie's own eyes were glistening. This was one of the moments you would look back on for the rest of your life and know, know with all your heart that you were meant for Finn.
"I love him so much..." Your voice choked up, brushing away a tear that began to fall.
"I know dat, sweetie, I know and I know that my Fergal loves ya just as much" She pulled you into her arms, stroking her hand along your hair, soothing you as soft sobs of joy cascaded down your face.
"Pops! Don't get all macho man on me!" Finn chuckled, grabbing a large duffle bag from his Father's grasp.
"Ya think ya old man can't handle it? I thought ya had more faith in me, son" Fintan playfully punched Finn's shoulder, grabbing two smaller bags and walking with him to the door.
"Dad..I have to ask ya something" Finn paused before opening back up the front door. "Do ya think this is it? Do ya think I found her?"
"Ferg" He set the bags down as well, grabbing at either of his sons' shoulders. "Ya brought her here" His hand motioned to the neighborhood. "Ya brought her home to us and later all of ya brother's and ya sister will meet her" He squeezed firmly, smiling confidently. "Ya wouldn't have brought her all ta way here if she wasn't"
"I just needed to hear ya say it" Finn nodded, picking back up the bags. "Something big will happen on this trip" He grinned, turning the knob to the front door and walking in.
"Whatever ya got planned, my boy, I support ya, I have always supported ya no matter what it was" He nodded in approval following Finn up to his childhood bedroom.
âIs it safe to enter the room of yesteryear?â You knocked on the siding of Finnâs opened bedroom door.
âHmm?â Finn jolted out of his thoughts from the magazine in his hands. âSorry baby, this was the Bible back in the dayâ He grinned, closing it and patting the spot next to him on the bed.
âThey haven't changed anything about this room have they?â A smile was present, beaming its pride from your lips.
âNo, noâ he shook his head, smiling back. âI like cominâ back âere and feeling like I never leftâ He looked around, letting out a heavy sigh. âI miss them a lotâ
âI can tellâ You motioned your hand through his hair, scratching at the base of his neck. âThey miss you moreâ
âI'm going to bring them to us next timeâ He met your eyes, reaching up to cup the side of your face. âThey love ya, ya know that?â
As if an automatic response your eyes welled and a simple nod came from you.
âI had a wonderful talk with your momâ You sniffled, turning your head to kiss his palm.
âI had a great conversation with popsâ He leaned in, kissing the small space between your eyes. âYa look a lot less nervous nowâ
âMom eased my mindâ You blinked realizing you referred to her as if she was your own.
âShould I get a ring now? It seems yaâve already claimed her as ya ownâ He winked, pecking your lips.
âDonât tease me like that, Ferg!â You laughed through a pout, glaring at him playfully.
âI gotta make sure to lock ya downâ He smirked. âEion might beat me to it!â
âFergal! Stop!â You laughed, rolling your eyes. âI haven't even met your siblings yet and you already think I'll be taken away? Is there a sibling rivalry I need to know about?â
âEion is a fine looking lad, love, ya might change ya mind about meâ He tried to hold a serious face, but couldn't manage it longer than a couple seconds.
âMy heart is yours and yours alone, Mr. Devittâ Your voice was as sweet as could be. The truth of the matter an unwavering fact.
âNow ya want pops! Jeez baby, make up ya mind!â A loud howl came from Finn at the reaction your face produced.
âI can't deal with you right nowâ You laughed, rolling your eyes again and standing up.
âWhere do ya think yaâre goinâ, love?â Finn grabbed at your waist pulling you down onto his lap. Your fingers looping to form a link of support around his neck.
âNowhere" You couldn't take your eyes off of him. His eyes were always a point of getting lost in. Yes, he was a beautiful man, but Finn was so much more to you than just looks. "I love you, Fergalâ You giggled, leaning forward to press your lips to his.
âI love ya so much moreâ His voice radiated its love for you. âI never knew how hard I could fall until ya came alongâ
âBabyâŠâ There were those tears again. âI'm going to be dehydrated from how much I've been cryingâ You laughed, scooping a finger under your eye to clear away a tear falling down your cheek.
âYaâre beautiful even when yaâre a blubbering messâ He grinned hugging you close to his body. âEven when ya drool in ya sleepâ He pushed his bottom lip into his mouth to hold back a laugh.
âFerg!!!â You playfully bit the tip of his nose. âBe careful! Mom might take my side over yours now!â You winked.
The time had come. You had helped Leonie prepare dinner even after you playfully argued with her over helping. The table was set for the whole lot. You were about to have dinner for the first time with the Devitt clan. The bunch of nerves you felt in your stomach hours earlier returned with gusto.
It was hard playing off cool when internally you were having a meltdown. No relationship previously escalated to this pinnacle.
âYaâre going to be fineâ Finn snuck up behind you, whispering in your ear. âYa already won over my parentsâ
âItâs different with siblingsâ You turned your head around to meet his eyes. âToday has been make or break and Iâm rounding the corner of my biggest arch yetâ
âYaâll be loved by them as much as my parents love ya, donât worryâ You sucked in a breath as you heard the front door open and a variety of voices fill the room.
âI love ya babeâ Finn kissed your cheek just before everyone poured into the dining room.
You made sure you were next to Finn, holding his hand to anchor you in place. Holding his hand could get you through anything. He was the only thing keeping you in check and calm.
âThere she is! The guest of honor!â Finnâs sister, Ann, b-lined to you. Â Her arms wrapped around you, securing its hold as the two of you rocked a couple times.
âYou're not alone anymore!â You laughed, squeezing her tightly in return. âItâs so nice to meet you!â You gushed, pulling back to look at her. âIâve always wanted a sisterâ You winked, joking because the two of you werenât married, but there was a part of you that hoped it would get there someday.
âIf you can get these doofs over here to love ya? Ya arenât ever allowed to leaveâ Ann squeezed your shoulder as she stepped aside to let the other siblings give their greetings.
It was hug after hug for the next few minutes. You went into autopilot mentally. It was a lot to take in. You engaged in small talk and made sure everyone was acknowledged properly.
Sitting back down in your seat your hand clutched onto Finnâs knee. He turned to look at you with a soft grin, cocking an eyebrow upward. Shaking your head you gave him a look of annoyance that he would even think your gesture was anything but calming your nerves.
âBaby, ya need to breatheâ You hadnât even realized you were holding your breath.
âSorryâ You sheepishly smiled.
âShh, no need to apologize, loveâ His hand came up to cup your cheek, leaning over to kiss next to your eye. âAre ya ok?â
âI-I think soâ You tried to smile, but the nerves in your stomach were doing flips. A reminder of the bouts of sickness youâve been dealing with playing in your mind. Was this nerves? Or was something really wrong?
âHereâ He whispered taking your hand into his, lacing it and squeezing firmly. His thumb brushing over the back of your hand in soothing motions. âI got ya, Iâll be whatever ya needâ
âLove youâ You smiled, finally. A wall breaking down enough to look back at the other occupants of the table.
Once everyone had a full plate in front of them it went silent. You hadnât realized how hungry you were until you took your first bite. Luckily, you possessed enough lady like class to eat respectfully.
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You couldnât count how many times Finn had seen you in sweats shoving a burrito into your mouth.
âI have never found ya sexier, my loveâ
âMmmfphâ You tried to reply with your mouth full.
âBabyâ He chuckled reaching over to swipe his thumb on the corner of your mouth. âThe only cream I want to see staining those lips is from meâ He winked.
âYou are a pigâ You laughed after finishing your bite. âBut I love youâ
âI love ya more, beautifulâ
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"How was it?" Leonie asked starting to collect plates. You rose up to help, but her hand came down to hold yours. "Honey, no"
"I want to help, you do so much"
"Sweetie, ya have helped since ya got 'ere, just relax" She reassured you.
"Ya've never said that to us, mum!" Eion threw his hands up in the air protesting her.
"Eion! Ya haven't asked to help wit dishes since ya were nine years old!" Leonie rolled her eyes, collecting the last plate.
"She has a point, E" Ann grinned at her brother, teasing him.
"Don't act like ya're any better! When do ya help?" Eion retorted with a huff.
"Last Sunday!" Leonie called out from the kitchen.
"Hah! See!" Ann grinned bigger soaking in the little triumph.
"Suck up!" Eion gritted his teeth, grabbing for his drink.
"Are ya sure ya still want to be with me?" Finn asked, distracting you from the siblings bickering match.
"More than anything" Turning your head, smiling as wide as your lips would allow. "I want it all"
"I don't think I could love ya any more than I do right now" Finn beamed, pecking your lips.
"'Ey now! No PDA!" Colm threw his napkin at his brother.
"Will ya shut up?" Finn snarled, picking up the napkin and shooting it back at his brother. "I can kiss her wherever I please!"
"I love the two of ya together, ya can tell how in love ya are" Ann sighed with a smile as big as your own.
"He says he's the lucky one" You shook your head, denouncing the claim. "I'm lucky because I have all of you now"
"Ferg! Marry her already!" Ann clapped her hands, coming over to hug you from behind. "I want a sister!"
"Oh hell.." Finn laughed, smacking his palm to his forehead.
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"Goodnight Leonie" You smiled, hugging her close. You couldn't wait to climb into bed. The excitement of the day winding down and exhaustion rapidly setting in.
"Goodnight my sweet" Leonie kissed your forehead before turning to head to her own bedroom.
Turning to Finn's room you stepped in, closing the door behind you softly in case Finn had already fallen asleep. Leaning against the door you blinked a few times letting the exhaustion fully soak in.
"Come to bed" Finn whispered, pulling back the covers for you to slip in.
"I'm exhausted" You sighed, rubbing your eyes.
"Come on now" Finn looked at you with one eye open, rubbing the side of the bed next to him. It was only a twin, but you'd make it work.
"Ok ok" You smiled getting into bed, lying on your side. "I love it here"
"I love having ya 'ere" Finn pulled the covers up to your chin, scooting closer to wrap an arm around your waist, palming the middle of your back.
"Mine" You whispered, closing your eyes.
"Mine" Finn repeated, kissing the bridge of your nose.
The sound of an owl outside of the room was the only sound you could hear for a few moments. You were just at the edge of sleep when Finn spoke up.
"Baby?"
"Mmm? Something wrong?"
"No, no, course not, love" Finn said. "I'm going to marry ya someday"
"Don't let Ann hear you baby" You giggled. "She might ordain herself and marry us right now"
"I'd let her" Finn chuckled, tracing the length of your spine with the tips of his fingers. "Today was perfect"
"You are perfect" You mumbled nuzzling your face into his chest as he motioned to lay flat on his back.
"Ya will say anything when ya are about to fall asleep, hun" He grinned, using his other hand to run through your damp locks, inhaling the scent of your shampoo.
"I'm a man of my word, ya know this"
"Mmmhmm" You yawned, curling into him even more. Your leg hiking up to rest over his pelvis and thigh. Your toes wiggling over his calf. Your hand over his heart with your cheek pressed just below his shoulder.
"Sleep, lovely, I can marry ya tomorrow" He folded his arm to rest behind his head, lifting it up just enough to watch you sleep peacefully before his own slumber took him over.
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"Isn't he precious?" Leonie smiled, pointing to a picture of a young Finn in one of her several picture books of her children.
"He's so little! Aw!" You giggled, flipping to another page. Your eyes locking on a picture of Finn when he was only weeks old.
"He was such a wonderful baby" She smiled, tracing her finger over his face.
In that moment all you could think of was what your child with Finn would look like or if that was even in the cards. It hadn't been discussed seriously. A part of you desperately wanted to know what it would be like to carry his child or to even wear a ring on your finger that he put there.
This trip had been opening your eyes to a future you never thought of before you met Finn. Finn was a marker in your life that started a journey you still couldn't believe you were on.
"Awww! Look!" You squealed at a picture of Finn with cake in his little hand and the rest covering his face. "He's such a sweet face"
"The sweetest of faces!" Leonie rubbed your shoulder, watching your reactions to each picture you passed over.
"Oh no Mum, really?" Finn groaned, rubbing his temples. "It's only the second day and ya already broke out the photo albums!"
"Fergal, honey, look at her face" You looked up at Finn, beaming.
"Now how could I get mad at that face?" Finn smirked walking over to you, bending down to peck your lips. "Good morning"
"Good morning" You couldn't stop giggling. Leonie put you in the best of moods. She was soft spoken, but the love you felt from her already was warmth to your soul.
"Oh no.." Finn laughed as you turned to a photo of him in the bathtub with GI Joes. "Don---"
"Ferg!!!" You gasped, laughing. "You are so cute!" You rose up from your seat to embrace him in a hug.
"She had to show ya that, I guess" He laughed and groaned. "I'm glad ya are enjoying it though"
"I really am" You gave him another kiss, lingering there for a moment. You heard a click, looked down at his Mom holding up her phone. "Uh oh..she got us"
"I couldn't help myself" Leonie smiled, taking another as the two of you posed for it.
"I'm sure she has snuck plenty of us since ya arrival babe" He questioned his Mother with a lifted eyebrow. She shooed him with her hand trying to defend the fact that she had in fact been getting pictures of the two of you.
"It's cute" You shrugged your shoulders knowing well enough that you would ask her for all of them later.
"If it makes ya happy" Finn smiled, kissing your cheek and stepping away as his Father called for him.
Watching him walk away you were displaced from the view of him by a pang of nausea rumbling in your gut. Oh no. Not right now. Not again.
"Excuse me, Leonie" You did your best to hide how you felt. Your pace up the stairs to the bathroom was rapid. Shutting the door behind you, you dropped to your knees and hugged the toilet. A few coughs and heaves later you rest your cheek on your forearm, sighing heavily.
"Sweetie? Is everything ok?" The concern in Leonie's voice made you frown. You didn't have an answer for her. You weren't sure what had been going on with your body as of late.
Rising up from the floor you wiped your mouth with a batch of toilet paper, flushing it down the toilet after its use. Opening up the door you gave her a weak smile, holding your stomach.
"Ya're going to need this, sweetie" She pulled a pregnancy test from behind her back. Your eyes propelled out of your head. No, could you? Oh no..that would explain.
She noticed the panic in your eyes as the lines began to connect.
"Shh..it's ok. I'll be here for ya" She pulled you into a hug, rubbing your back. "We'll know in three minutes once ya take it"
"I-I..." You gulped, taking the test. Pulling off the handle she stepped out of the room for you to proceed.
This could be it. This could be the beginning of something that you weren't even sure you were ready for. Your life was hectic with Finn. Always traveling and on the go. How could the two of you raise a child in this life?
Standing up you set the test down on the sink, washing your hands. "Come on in" You spoke plainly to his Mother, listening to the door click behind her.
"Everything will be fine" She returned to rubbing your back. "No matter the outcome"
"I'm so scared" You whimpered feeling hot tears sting down your face. In your mind, you were counting down the seconds until the three minutes expired.
"Ya will have all the support ya will need, sweetie" You closed your eyes, hanging your head.
4......3.....2........1. You picked up the test and looked at the two solid blue lines. "Oh my GOD!"
"I'm going to be a grandma!!" Leonie squealed in glee. "I knew the nerves weren't always because of meeting us!"
"I-I'm going to be a...Mom?!" You turned around to look at her with wide eyes. "I'm pregnant! Oh my god, Mom! I'm pregnant!"
âGo back to bedâ___________________________________
âKennyâŠâ You stirred in bed as the baby monitor signaled the whines of your infant.
âMmm..what?â He didnât move as his sleepy voice was barely audible.
âNevermindâ You sighed, throwing the covers off of you to get up and check on Ophelia.
Stepping into the room you smiled even though she was writing about upset and cranky.
âShhh honey, Mommy is hereâ You cooed, scooping up the 5-month-old into your arms, rocking her gently. In a matter of seconds, she calmed down. Her eyes still closed as she nuzzled into your arms.
âThatâs my girlâ You smiled through your sleep deprivation. âYou just needed Mommy to come in and make it alrightâ You bounced the beautiful little girl in your arms as you rocked on your heels doing anything to make sure she was settled.
Looking over to the clock ticking on the wall you noticed what time it was.
âThatâs why you are so crankyâ You pulled down a strap of your tank top to free one of your breasts, positioning it just right for the bundle of bliss curled into your arms.
âItâs a little early for this, but if my sweetie is hungry I canât make her waitâ You leaned down to kiss her forehead, humming a soft lullaby as Ophelia latched on and began to feed.
âIs she ok?â Your ears rang to Kennyâs voice filtering into your ear. âOhhh okâ He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.
âShe just wanted a snackâ You turned your head to kiss his cheek, then rest your forehead against the side of his face. âHave to make sure to turn off the alarm in 20 minutesâ You yawned through your words.
âIâll take care of it, donât worryâ His voice was soft and warm like a blanket. The only thing keeping you awake was the weight of the wonderful little girl in your arms.
âShe should be done soonâ Your head dropped back against his shoulder, nuzzling him like Ophelia had you.
âI never thought I could fall any more in love with you until O was bornâ His hands rubbed over your stomach like he did when you were still carrying your baby girl.
âYou are the most beautiful in moments like thisâ He smiled, kissing your cheek and lingering there as he spoke again. âOr when you watch me on TV and have her cheer me on with movements you help her doâ
âI love our familyâ Your face hurt from how big you were smiling.
âWhen are we going to have more?â You could hear excitement pandering in his voice.
âKenny..â You laughed, shaking your head. âWe will, but I want to enjoy her and all of her firsts before I commit to a second childâ
âYou just look perfect when you are carrying my childrenâ His arms returned to squeezing you from behind, kissing the space between your neck and jaw.
The pressure of Ophelia sucking on your nipple seized. Looking down you saw your daughter fast asleep.
âI love carrying your babies, Ken, but shhh sheâs sleepingâ You didnât even bother to tuck away your breast yet. All you cared about was getting her back into her crib peacefully so the two of you could go back to bed.
âI love you so much, Opheliaâ You whispered, setting her down and pulling her little blanket up to her chest.
âDaddy loves you and Mommy more than anythingâ His voice also whispered. âGo back to bedâ
âYou donât have to tell me twiceâ You tiptoed out of the room, closing the door behind you.
âDonât put it backâ Kenny said simply.
âHuh?â You gave him a confused expression, looking down and back to him with a look of exhaustion. âKennyâŠreally?â You huffed walking back into your bedroom. Pulling off the tank top completely you dropped it onto the night stand, climbing into bed and tugged the covers to your chin.
âHoneyâŠâ You felt his hand glide over your hip. His chest pressing into your back as you laid on your side.
âMmmm noooâ You whined, burrowing your head deeper into your pillow.
âJust a quickie!â He softly exclaimed, pressing his hips into your behind.
âHow are you able to be horny when you are so tired?â You groaned shifting where you lay.
âYou are already hard!â You laughed, rolling your eyes even if they were closed.
âYou donât even have to move babyâ He kissed your shoulder, traveling a hand up to your breasts, cupping one in his strong hands. âLet me take care of youâ
Despite being exhausted a wetness presented itself between your legs. He always knew what to do to get you going.
âYou have until the next alarm goes off!â You moaned softly feeling his stiff cock rub between your folds.
âIâm going to fuck our next child into youâ He grunted biting onto your earlobe. His hips drawing back to thrust his length into your heat.
âI canât object to you, Omegaâ You moaned out, grabbing at the pillow under your head. âPlus I really want a boyâ
âWas I really that drunk?â___________________________________
âMmm..no, no, no, noâ Seth objected to the blinds suddenly being ripped open, exposing the sunlight that burned his retinaâs.
âWakey wakey drunky!â You laughed, pulling back the covers, grinning down at your grump boyfriend.
âBaby shhhhâ Seth groaned pulling your pillow to cover his head. âItâs too early!â You hear him shout from under.
âItâs 12:30!â
âFuck, really?â He pulled the pillow from his face, eyes squinting.
âReallyâ You smiled, rolling your eyes at him.
âMmmph babeâŠâ He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he laid flat on his back. âCan you get me some waââ
âWater and Advilâ You finished his sentence, a giggle with your words. âLook next to youâ
âYou always knowâ He smiled, rolling to his side to grab the contents.
âHow are you feeling?â He asked, sitting up to lean against the headboard.
âA lot better than you, handsomeâ A wink came from you, crawling onto the bed to press your weight into his lap.
âYou drank more than me!â He huffed, finishing the glass of water with his pills.
âIâm Irish and German! What do you expect?!â You giggled, rubbing the palms of your hands over the soft fur on his chest.
âI do love that filthy mouth of yoursâ He grinned cupping your sides in his hands, squeezing firmly.
âIâm only a lady when I need to beâ You leaned forward, pecking his lips a couple times.
âIâm reminded every morning how much you love me because you always kiss me before I brush my teethâ He smiled again.
âThe day doesnât start for me until I kiss youâ Your hands slid up to his shoulders, over and down his back, arching your back to press your chest faintly into his.
âYouâre wearing that tank top I loveâ His eyes darted down to your chest. Your breasts peeking out over the dipped seam.
âYou hate when I wear this outâ You playfully rolled your eyes. âYou say that it alwaââ
âAlways shows off too much of those beautiful titsâ He growled low, sinking his hands to your ass. âNo shorts?â His eyebrow cocked while his other hand inspected for underwear, but found none. âNo underwear?â He hissed out a breath and pulled you flush against his body.
âWould you like to know why?â You couldnât stop the laugh that came out.
âUh..yes?â He knew there would be a funny story to this, even if it was at his expense.
âYou were really drunk and so focused on going down on meâ The giggles came again. âYou were down there for a while, I was impressedâ
âBut?â
âYou passed out tongue deep inside meâ You couldnât stop the boisterous laughter that expelled from your throat. Your head falling onto his shoulder.
âWas I really that drunk?â He started to laugh, shaking his head.
âYou were babyâ You kissed his cheek, trying to calm your laughter.
âDid you get off?â He pulled back to meet your eyes.
âNo, but itâs okâ You smiled, brushing your nose against his. âI laughed for a few minutes until I moved you over and fell asleep on your shoulderâ
âOh baby thatâs not acceptableâ He hoisted you up off his lap to lay down next to him. He quickly moved atop of you, winking as he descended down your body.
âSeth baby, you donât have toâŠâ You smiled, running a hand through his mane.
âI donât have too..â He pulled up your shirt to bunch underneath your breasts. âI want toâ
âSuch a good boyfriend you areâ You spread your legs watching him find his home between your legs, circling his thumb over your clit. His tongue darting out to plunge between your folds.
âGood morning babyâ He smirked, kissing over the bundle of nerves.
Summary: Madeline Langely has been a valued employee at WWE for almost a decade. She started as an assistant for Stephanie McMahon. With hard work and loyalty to Stephanie, she began to climb the corporate ladder. She has won over Vince and Hunter being trusted with contract signings and scouting. Her first major contract without any assistance from the McMahons comes with the name of, AJ Styles. Having never met the man before sheâs not sure what sheâs in for. At the end of the meeting, she will realize in full why AJ Styles is labeled, The Phenomenal One, but not in the way you expect.
Notes: This is a fic I have been thinking about for well over a month. Itâs something new to me. Iâve done research here and there to accurately depict the situations presented. Also, @unabashedwwesmut is a contributor. We are parenting this fic to life together. I hope you all enjoy what is to come!!
Warnings: Let the smut begin!! May I introduce to you all, Daddy AJ. This is my first crack at Daddy AJ. Please be kind!
âAnd whatâs my place?â She turned her head kissing the middle of his shaft.
"Wherever the fuck I want you" The sound of his noble Christian voice speaking profanities was an additional turn on. Who knew this holy man was such a dominant daddy?
âWhere do you want me?â She crooned flicking her tongue out to lap over a vein protruding from his erection. Her hands were remaining occupied rubbing his thighs and up to his pelvis in repetition.
"Right now your place is right here" Her mouth was hanging open begging to be filled. He took the tip to run over her lips, teasing her. Her tongue flicking out as a sweet nut of flavor from his pre-cum coated her lip. âOh, baby girl if you like that? Just wait til I fill that mouth with my seedâ
The moan that came from her was desperation in motion. She needed more than what he was offering. She needed to take in his cock and prove she was worthy of his possession. She traveled her mouth to his balls gliding her tongue between the seam of his balls. She continued north biting into his hip. A moan of encouragement beckoned from him.
âI want you to beg for it baby girl. I want you to show me youâve never wanted a dick as bad as mine beforeâ His eyes were flashing a dark fiery lust. His love for the lord was dismissed currently. There was only Daddy AJ.
"I really want your cock AJ" Her voice was tantalizingly soft, holding an innocence even as she was committing a dirty deed. "I want to feel this big cock fucking into my throat" Her sentence ended in a moan, circling her hand around his cock once more. "I want you to take me and make me yours Daddy"
"Are you gonna do whatever I say?" He licked his lips when she nodded, slightly amused by her eagerness. "You'll let Daddy do what he wants to you?" She nodded, smirking up at him.
"Yes, Daddy" She moaned again the anticipation tingling down her spine. She had the patience for just about anything, but AJ was testing it. She wanted to obey him, but a larger part of her wanted to take control and claim him like he was talking up.
"I'm going to fuck your pretty face until you can't breathe." He traced her jawline with the tip of his finger. "And then I'm going to bend you over that desk and fuck that pussy until you can't stop screaming. And then... I'm gonna fuck you in the ass so hard you won't be able to sit right for the rest of the week."
"How did you know that I love being taken from behind?" Her nails raked along the side of his strong stiff cock. "Anything else you want to tell me?"
"I know a desperate slut when I see one." His fingers gripped her chin and forced it up until she was looking at his face. "It's been a long time since a man fucked you right hasn't it? A while since you were able to just hold on and be treated like the little whore you truly are? How long has it been since your uptight little ass had the stick fucked out of it?"
"Am I really a slut if I just like to have fun?" She wanted to have some fun of her own. "I know what I like and take no shame exhibiting parts of myself to men who can handle me" She rose to her feet, meeting his eyes, but her hand still wrapped around his cock. "It has been a while since I let the freak off her leash" Her other hand paced in slow motion up his pelvis and chest. "The only stick I want up my little ass is yours, Styles"
He chuckled, low and throaty. "You have to earn that, sweetie." His kiss was brief but blazing and ended abruptly when he cupped the back of her neck and pushed her down to her knees again. Her lips parted, either in surprise or anticipation. It was evident that it was anticipation when her hands fell to rest on his hips.
He didn't have to push her head very hard. She was already leaning toward him, already drawing in a breath. He guided his cock into her mouth and allowed her to savor the taste briefly before pushing her head down all the way. Her throat instinctively closed around his girth, making a faint choking sound, but he didn't ease the pressure of his hand until she'd taken it all in. He filled her mouth and throat, hot and thick and heavy on her tongue. A torrid glimpse of how he would fill her pussy. She swallowed, tried to pull back, but his hand kept her still, his thick whispers urging her to stay still.
"Fuck... Hold it in there, just like that." AJ dug his fingers into her hair while his tantalizing moans filled the air. "I fuckin' knew your pretty mouth would hold this dick..."
Any other girl would have their eyes closed or shy away from making eye contact with the man she was allowing to fuck her mouth, not her though. She made sure to keep her eyes deadlocked on his. The intensity of her stare was burning as bright as a star. The white hot flash of heat making her fidget about where she was sat.
Her gag reflex was one of a champion. Though she never had someone as thick as AJ buck his length into her throat. Her gasps for breath coming in pants whenever he pulled back. He was staccato fucking into her mouth. Her pulsing pussy jealous of the attention her upper half was receiving.
"Look at you" He grunted watching how her lips had swelled from the intensity of his fucking. "You are doing so good baby girl" His jaw grew slack, thrusting forward. Her nose wrinkled as the stubble of his pubic hair tickled her. Her gag reflex subsiding completely. Her jaw was cramping, but that wasn't going to stop her from allowing his continued assault.
"Does baby think she earned her pass to get fucked?" She moaned so needy around his cock he had to pull out in a quick jerk. "You are such a little whore for this cock" His grin was radiant, glistening white teeth showing off his relentless confidence.
"I want you so bad Daddy" She moaned leaning in to suck on the purple tinted tip. "Are you going to break me in half? Fuck your stipulations into my pussy so deep I won't be able to think of anyone else after you?"
"Oh honey" He hooked two fingers under her chin. "What makes you think there is someone after me?" She dropped her head to hide how they rolled back from the pleasure of possession. She would never be able to have another contract signing and think pure thoughts again.
"I've been a good submissive slut for you" She pouted sitting back on her feet, spreading her legs open to dip a finger down into her folds. She collected a sample of her own taste sucking the finger into her mouth and moaning. His dominance had to falter just for a second to make him rambunctiously act.
"Fuck" He hissed, clutching her shoulder to signal her back onto her feet. The glint of seduction and pure wanton lust was a shot sent directly into his already throbbing cock. He watched her lips tug into a grin. A grin that was mirroring his own. She was what he had needed for some time now. She was the fuck that would bring him back to life.
"Bend that pretty tight ass over the desk baby" Before obeying the simple command she pressed forward, kissing his lips in a dizzying haze of desire. The taste of her pussy juices mixing between them.
"Do I taste good Daddy? Am I as sweet as a peach?" She giggled, pecking his bottom lip and then turning to bend over the desk. She reached for the hem of her skirt, pulling it up to bunch around her waist. "It's all yours Daddy"
"That's right baby girl, you are all mine, all of you is mine now" He looked down to her swollen lips, smiling. "Are you aching? Heart is racing? Your pulse so loud it's pumping a melody into your brain?" His hands squeezed over her ass cheeks, cupping and smoothing over the fair skin. "You won't be able to think of any of that once I fuck you so deep you see God"
He was holding his cock just below the underside, teasing it over the slit of her lips, pressing it against her entrance, but never actually moving in, yet. "You feel that cock, baby?" His voice was cast in dark rough overcast of dominance. He was in full control. "This cock is going to fuck you so good"
With every question, all she could give him was a nod or a whimper. She was breathing so fast she felt as if her lungs were on fire. She needed him to fuck her. She needed to feel that cock knock on her cervix.
"Take it all, every last inch" He growled like a lion standing over a dead victory. His slicked his palms over her hips just under the fabric of her skirt. In a single push forward his cock filled her to the hilt. A long and loud moan screamed from the bubble of anticipation popping and her pussy shuddering from the new intruder.
"Daddy!!" She called out dropping her head on the desk. She blinked resting her head next to the contract she had been trying to get AJ to sign since his arrival.
"Fuck baby girl, you are tight" He laughed through a hiss. "I'm surprised and pleased" He started a pounding pace. Her stomach and hips repeatedly colliding with the hard edge of the desk. She was going to pay for this tomorrow. Her body would be in sweet agony from it all.
His eyes flickered to the contract, grinning as he picked up the pen and shifted the stack of papers to face him. "Now you know why I always come second" The man had the stamina that she was lacking. She could already feel the twist of her stomach fast tracking her to her first orgasm. He could feel her walls tightening in random spurts.
"Is baby going to come for Daddy?" Her eyes rolled back again, moaning out loud and proud. She couldn't say any formal words as moan after moan ripped from the depths of her throat. She painted a picture of a porn star, but there was no faking it here. She didn't touch this side of herself often. AJ managed to expose her in under an hour.
"But baby" He paused intentionally thrashing his hips forward so hard their skin clapped. "For you, at Rumble, I'll come out third" Her eyes were transfixed on watching him scribble his initials next to the clause that started this all. That was when her levy broke and her body came apart. She sucked him in and clamped around him as her orgasm reduced her to a screaming writhing mess.
"Fuck AJ..." Her voice strained, putting all of her weight onto the desk, panting and gasping for breath. AJ hadn't stopped. He was still fucking her long and deep. She was sure she'd be into orgasm number two, but AJ had other plans. He pulled out, standing behind her looking her over.
"You are a perfect little slut baby" His hands returned to her ass, squeezing and fondling the flesh. Pulling a hand away from her he reached for the chair to sit back in. His face only inches from her dripping cunt. "That pussy took such a hard beating" He gave her ass a quick smack. "Do you think that sweet ass can do that same?"
