Christian entered our shared hotel room wearing his iconic turtleneck from his tag team match with Adam.
"Hi Sweets."
"Hi." I stare at the turtleneck like it's personally offended me.
"Are you okay? What's with that look?"
"Can I burn it?"
"Burn what?"
"The turtlenecks."
"Why? What is wrong with my turtlenecks?"
"They hide the view."
"So you'd rather me go in the ring without a shirt and let everyone check me out?"
"Yes because I know they only get to look. I'm the one that gets to touch. Now take it off. I find it deeply offensive as it's ruining my view."
Christian laughs and takes off the turtleneck, tossing it in the corner of the room.
"This better Sweets?"
I bite my lip and stand from the bed, making my way towards him. I plant a kiss to his lips before trailing down his neck to his torso. I pause my ministrations as I reach the waistband of his pants, looking up at him through my lashes while on my knees.
"Go on Sweets, put that oral fixation to use. I know you need it." He threads his fingers through my hair as I undo his belt and pants. I tug them down along with his boxer briefs and his large cock springs free.
I wrap my lips around his tip and he nudges my head encouraging me to take more of him. I hollow my cheeks and relax my throat as I take his entire length.
"Fucking hell Sweets. That's it take it all." Christian moans as he grips my hair tightly and thrusts his hips forward, forcing me to gag around him.
Christian continues to fuck my face until tears are running down my cheeks and saliva dripping off my chin.
"Such a messy girl for me Sweets. You like when Daddy makes the most of your little fixation, don't you?" I try to nod but that sends his cock impossibly deeper down my throat.
"Fuck Daddy's gonna cum in this pretty little mouth." He moans as his hips stutter and his load shoots into my mouth.
Christian pulls back and reaches for the bin, knowing I typically don't like to swallow but I grab his hand, pulling his attention back to me as I make him watch as I swallow down his seed.
"Oh shit, Sweets." He helps me up off the ground before pulling me to the bed.
He lays down as tugs gently at my hip.
"Wha-"
"Come sit on Daddy's face Sweets. I'm pretty hungry after my match."
I hover over his face and he pulls me down as he dives straight in, sucking and slurping at my leaking entrance.
"Fuck Daddy!" I moan loudly as he slides 3 thick fingers into me as his mouth focuses on my clit.
I grip his hair and grind on his face as his fingers curl into my g-spot.
"Daddy I'm getting close." I moan, gripping the headboard for stability with my other hand that's not tangled in his hair.
He speeds up his tongue and thrusts fingers harder making me fall apart on them.
"FUCK." He continues as my thighs shake until I pull his head away.
"Still got one more in you Sweets?" He asks as he licks his lips and I can see his beard glisten in the light.
"Yes Daddy."
He flips us over and wraps my legs around his waist as he thrusts his cock into me, stretching my walls to accommodate his girth.
"Always so tight Sweets, no matter how much I fuck you open."
"Daddyyy"
"Yes?"
"Move please."
Christian pulls back slightly and slams back in. He sets a brutal pace and his tip continuously rocks into my g-spot. I drag my nails down the muscles of his back as Christian's lips find my shoulder.
"Shit Sweets, this is gonna be an issue if I stop wearing the turtlenecks, can't be markin me up like you currently are."
"But then everyone will know that you're taken."
He thrusts particularly hard in warning for the bratty attitude.
"Can feel you getting tighter Sweets, you can cum."
"Need more."
Christian grips my throat in one hand as his other guides my head into his shoulder.
"Come on Sweets, leave your mark on Daddy and we'll cum together." His momentum starting to stutter.
I sink my teeth into his shoulder as he copies the action as his tip slams into my g-spot one last time and we reach the peak of pleasure together. Christian loosens the hand around my throat and I relax my grip on his back.
My thighs spasm as Christian unwraps them and grips them softly as I come down from cloud 9.
"Just breathe Sweets. That's it. I'll get you cleaned up and we can relax." He quickly cleans us up and grabs a bottle of water from the mini fridge before pulling on his boxer briefs and grabbing one of his t shirts.
Christian helps me into his shirt before pulling me into his arms and giving me the water bottle.
"Small sips Sweets. That's it." He coos and I hand him the water before snuggling into his chest.
I awake with the throbbing pain behind my right eye and the ache in my ears which alerts me to the shitty day I'm in for with my chronic migraines.
I groan and pull the blanket over my head as Adam rolls over to face me.
"Baby? Are you okay?"
"No. Migraine."
Adam kisses my head before climbing out of bed and I hear him exit the bedroom. I drift back to sleep, too sore and too dizzy to stay awake.
"Baby Girl? Gotta wake up for me." I feel Adam gently caress my back.
I wake up and see him sitting beside me with my meds, cooling pack, water, hot chocolate and my favourite snacks.
"How long was I asleep?"
"Couple hours so I went to the store and grabbed you some stuff." He smiles and helps me sit up slowly.
"Thank you, you didn't need to."
"Yes I did, I always gotta take care of my girl, especially when her chronic illness is kickin' her butt."
"I'm chronically ill and you're chronically sweet." I smile and place a gentle kiss to his lips before he hands me my meds and drink bottle.
"Would you like to stay in bed and binge The Rookie for the afternoon Baby Girl?"
"That depends, do I get to use you as my pillow and back scratcher?"
"Always."
"Then yes please."
Adam quickly strips off the clothes he put on to leave the house and climbs into the bed with his back against the headboard before he pulls me into his muscular arms and I rest my head on his chest.
"What if I fall asleep again?"
"That's okay Baby, I know your medication makes you sleepy so you let it happen and I'll make sure we don't lose our spot in the show. Now, relax and eat your snacks Baby Girl and don't forget the hot chocolate."
"Thank you for taking such good care of me."
"I'll always take care of you Baby." Adam kisses my temple and places my cooling pack on my forehead as I relax into his hold.
I wander into the kitchen where Adam is currently preparing breakfast. I wrap my arms around his waist and trail kisses across his back.
"Good morning my precious girl." He turns and plants a kiss to the top of my head.
"Morning my handsome giant."
"Only 'morning' what happened to the 'good' Missy?"
"I didn't wake up in your arms or with you between my thighs." I pout and glare up at him.
"I'm very sorry for that. I thought you'd appreciate not cooking breakfast."
"I do, very much. Thank you." I stand on my toes to kiss his lips.
"You're welcome. Go sit, I'll bring it out once it's ready."
"Yes sir." I salute and go sit on the verandah, soaking up the early summer sunshine.
"Here you go Baby." Adam joins me and hands me my plate of breakfast.
"Thank you." I begin to eat the home-cooked big breakfast.
Everything is going fine and well until I take a bite of toast with egg yolk covering it. Suddenly the occasional sensory issues around food textures kick in and I dry heave.
"Hey Sweetheart, are you okay? What's wrong?" Adam's face fills with concern having never seen this reaction to food, especially my favourite breakfast.
"I'm okay." I reassure him.
"Are you sure? Most okay people don't dry heave at eating their favourite breakfast."
"I um." My face flushes red in embarrassment at having to explain my sensory issues.
Adam and I hadn't been together too long so I haven't had a sensory attack in his presence.
"What is it precious girl? You can tell me."
"I have sensory issues. Mostly noise and texture. Especially when it comes to food textures. I can eat something for months and then one day the texture is too much and I can't eat it. Like now, I love my runny eggs but now they make my bread soggy and the texture is bad." I mumble looking anywhere but Adam.
"Oh Sweetheart, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I didn't want you to think I was being picky, difficult or 'high maintenance'."
"Look at me." He kneels in front of my and gently shifts my gaze to his bright orbs.
"I would never ever think of you as any of those things and if a guy has said that to you then it's a good thing you left. You having sensory issues doesn't make you any of those things especially since it's out of your control." He starts and grabs my hands in his.
"I know we're still early in this relationship but I am fully committed to learning every little detail about you, including any triggers and comforts to these issues. I don't care if you wake up and every single food in this house gives you the ick, I will take your butt to the store, make you pick out the foods that don't make you feel that way and buy it for you. Baby, if you wake up and the textures of my sheets, blankets and pillows trigger you I'll go out and buy the ones that don't. My point is, is that I am willing to do anything to help you with these issues. You're my precious girl now and I want you to feel comfortable and be able to tell me when something triggers you without feeling judged or scared. If I ever make you feel those things then my mother didn't raise me right."
I pull him into a tight hug before he can continue his rant.
"What can I do at this moment to help? Would trading eggs and toast work? I fully cooked the yolks of mine so they won't make your toast soggy."
"But you love your yolks cooked through."
"I love you more." I look him dead in the eye as it's the first time the 'L' word has been used.
"You lo-"
"Yes"
"I love you too."
He pulls me into a gentle kiss before smiling.
"Now, are we trading eggs?"
"Yes please. This feels like taking a bullet for me, sacrificing your preferred egg for me."
"I'd gladly take a bullet or sacrifice my eggs for you, precious girl."
We both laugh before swapping eggs and toast, happily continuing our breakfast and soaking up the sunshine.
I enter the hotel room to see Christian sitting on the bed wrapped only in a towel.
"Hi Princess, how was lunch with Beth?" He smiles and opens his arms for me to crawl in to.
"Hi, it was good. What a sight to walk in to." I straddle his lap and kiss him roughly.
"Mmmm Princess, what's gotten into you today?" He returns the kiss and grips my hips.
"Nothin, just lovin on my sexy older man. That a crime?" I grind my hips and his cock springs to life under the towel.
"Not at all Baby girl." He moves his hands to my ass and squeezes.
"Need you to fuck me." I whine.
"I can do that Princess."
"No, I mean FUCK me. Like rough and mean."
He pauses for a moment and forces my gaze to meet his.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, we can use the colour system if it'll make you more comfortable."
"Yes please, I just don't want to hurt you, you're my precious girl."
"And as your precious girl, I want to be fucked like a pathetic whore."
That sentence seems to be the only encouragement he needs as he immediately rips my button down shirt, sending the buttons flying. I quickly remove my jeans and undergarments before he can destroy them. Once undressed, Christian pulls me onto the bed and flips me onto my hands and knees.
He removes his towel and roughly slams his shaft into me without warning. His pace is set at animalistic and my head immediately dives into the pillows to mute my moans.
"You wanted this Princess, now fucking take it." He pulls me up by my hair so I'm pressed against his solid chest.
"This what you want? For me to make you my personal whore?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?" One hand reaches up to wrap around my throat.
"Yes Daddy."
"That's right, Princess. I'm your Daddy and you're my little doll to fuck and use as I please. So fucking tight and wet for me. Who does this dripping cunt belong to?" His pace is unrelenting and makes all coherent thoughts slip away.
"Yours. It's yours Daddy. FUCK THERE!" His tip slams into my g-spot repeatedly which has me seeing stars.
"Right here?" He asks as he continues to thrust into the spot.
"YES." Tears roll down my cheeks at the overwhelming pleasure consuming my body.
"Look at you, crying cause I'm fucking you good." Christian taunts as he adjusts us to face the floor length mirror in the room.
"Go on, watch what I do to you." He forces my gaze to the mirror and I watch as he thrusts into me.
"Daddyyyy close." I whine, the erotic view turning me on more.
"Cum." I follow his command and cum around his solid erection.
Christian shifts our position so he sits on the edge of the bed with me a top of him still facing the mirror. He guides my hips as I ride him through the end of my first orgasm.
"That's it Princess, bounce on your Daddy's cock and watch how well you take it." His fingers find my clit and my head falls back on to his shoulder.
"Too much Daddy." I whine, tears still rolling down my cheeks.
"Just one more Baby. One more orgasm on my cock. You can do it." He encourages as he kisses my temple and stares at our reflection.
I continue bouncing on his cock as the pleasure builds again but this time it feels slightly different.
"Daddy, feels different."
"What does Princess?"
"The pleasure."
He smirks and kisses my cheek before answering.
"It's okay, let it happen Princess. I promise it'll feel really good."
"Are you sure?" I whine, meeting his darkened orbs as I fight the release.
"Yes Princess, don't fight it. Let it go. I promise I've got you." His fingers speed up on my clit and I can't hold back.
Christian bites my shoulder roughly as I claw at his arm as his fingers continue through my release. My vision floods white and the odd, overpowering pleasurable sensation passes through me.
Christian moans into my neck as he holds me still and thrusts his hips quickly before tensing and the hot ropes of his seed paint my walls.
"FUCK Princess."
I shake against him as I come down from the cloud of pleasure.
"You okay Baby girl?" He asks, trailing kisses to my temple.
"Yeah, what was that? Why did it feel different?" I ask, worry consuming my features.
"You squirted Princess. I'm assuming it's the first time that's happened." I nod before taking in the soaked sheets and the liquid dripping down the mirror.
"I did that?" He chuckles softly.
"You sure did Princess and I think I'll have to fuck you like that more often now I know what happens when I do." I blush and bury my head into his shoulder.
"Come on, I'll draw you a hot bath and call for some fresh sheets." He carries me to the bathroom and starts the bath.
"You'll join me after the call right?"
"Yes Princess, when have I ever not given you the proper aftercare? I'll be real quick so I can help you. I just don't want you to have to wait too long to get warm in bed." He kisses me softly before calling reception.
Before long, Christian returns and climbs into the tub behind me and pulls me against him as he scrubs my body.
"Thank you Daddy."
"You're welcome Princess. We'll have a nap once the fresh sheets are on the bed okay? You need to rest after a session like that."
"Yes Daddy." I smile up at him and kiss his lips softly.
Christian and I were at the mall doing some shopping for our upcoming honeymoon to Greece. The mall was packed on the sunny Saturday, probably with most just trying to stay of the heat.
"You doing okay Sweetheart?" Christian asks, squeezing my hand gently.
"Yeah, just more packed than I thought it would be." I attempt to give him a smile but it comes across more forced than planned.
"We can go home if it's too much. I don't want you to push yourself Honey."
"We've barely gotten 2 bags of clothes, we still need swimwear and a few other things."
"What kind of other things are you talking about there Mrs Reso?"
"Things that make you spend all day wanting to fuck me Mr Reso." I smirk and quickly head to Victoria's Secret with him following closely behind.
We browse the store and I trial a few sets for him before paying and moving to the next store we need to visit.
As we make our way through the mall, more people stop us and ask for photos and signatures from my husband which he agrees to. However, the more people approach the quicker I feel myself getting overwhelmed and overstimulated.
Christian notices and politely informs that he won't be doing any more photos or signatures. He pulls me close to him and kisses my temple as he guides me to a more quiet place.
Quickly a woman grabs his arm, begging for a photo.
"No, I'm sorry. No more pictures today."
"Come on please." She shoves her phone into my hand and pushes me in front of her.
"I said no. My wife and I has been bombarded with the request and I was nice enough to stop for the polite people but you have been straight up disrespectful especially to my wife and I will not tolerate it."
Christian thrusts the phone back into the woman's hands before taking mine and guiding us out of the mall and to the car.
I finally break once we arrive back at the car. Tears quickly fall and Christian pulls me into his chest.
"I'm so sorry Sweetheart. It's okay, let it out."
"I'm sorry, it was just too much."
"You have nothing to be sorry for Baby. I should've gotten you out of there earlier. How about we go home and I'll order the last few items on your list as well as some food and we rest for the afternoon?"
"Yes please."
Christian kisses the crown of my head before opening the car door for me and doing my seatbelt up before he makes his way to the driver side and driving us home.
During the drive, he rests one hand on my thigh, keeping me from bouncing my leg.
"It's okay Baby, we're almost home." I nod at his words thankful to have such an incredible husband.
Back at the house, Christian place the bags in our room before pulling me into his arms and I look up to meet his bright orbs.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just a little shaken and still a little overstimulated by everything."
"I'm really so-"
"Don't finish that sentence mister. It's not your fault. You can't control other peoples actions. You got me out of there as fast as you could and I'm okay. Now can we please cuddle and watch a movie?"
"Yes Sweetheart." He smiles and kisses me softly. I return the kiss before stripping and pulling off the shirt he's wearing before putting it on myself.
"Thief." He says chuckling before removing his jeans and following me to the couch where I lay on top of him and put on the latest scream movie.
I was sitting in catering quietly keeping to myself and trying to keep out of everyone else's way. The once quiet space increases in volume as more wrestlers flood in to eat and converse before they need to get ready for the event.
I attempted to keep my focus on the book I was currently reading until I catch a glimpse of another presence in front of me. I look up to see the solid figure of Buddy Matthews standing before me.
"These seats taken?" He asks.
"Y-yeah, I was saving them." I whisper.
"Sorry? What was that?"
"The seats are taken." I try again speaking a bit louder.
He shrugs and walks off, whispering to some of the other wrestlers.
I return my attention to my book before the noise doubles which makes me sink further into the chair in an attempt to shut it out. Tears build in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall.
"Oi, I'm gonna ask once more and could you actually talk loud enough for me to hear. Are these chairs taken?" Buddy announces loud enough for everyone to hear and turn their attention to the situation.
I ponder for a moment before grabbing my belongings.
"No, they're all yours." I walk away hastily, not wanting to cause more unnecessary attention on me. With no eyes on me, I let the tears fall freely as I find a quiet hidden corner out of view from everyone.
The anxious, negative voice begins its spiral of thoughts inside my head, driving sadness and doubt further into my heart about how two of the most confident and lively people here could ever want someone so shy and timid.
RENEE POV
Forbidden Door can be overwhelming and intimidating to outsiders but at this point Jon and I were both comfortable and familiar with the chaos before the crowds flood the arena, unlike Y/N who was experiencing for the first time.
Jon and I enter catering in search of our girl, knowing that she tries to keep away from the pre-show chaos of Jon and I running around to get ready.
I scan the room but can't spot Y/N anywhere. The room is somewhat filled with wrestlers and crew all chatting and laughing. As I go to approach Adam and Beth Copeland to ask about Y/N's whereabouts as she's comfortable with them, the loud conversation Buddy Matthews is having catches my attention.
"Did you see the way she scurried out of here? Like a mouse. Who is even that quiet anyway?" He laughs alongside Jack Perry.
"Who scurried out of here Buddy?" I ask, hoping it wasn't Y/N.
"I don't know, some youngin'. I asked if the chairs at her table where taken and she could barely answer. I honestly think the girl is mute." He answers, still laughing.
I catch the glimpse of Jon clenching his fists at Buddy's words and laughter but I grab his hand, silently reminding him that we don't know it's our girl for certain.
"What was she wearing?" I ask, worry setting in.
"Huh? What's it matter, Renee? She shouldn't be here if she can't handle loud noises." Jack starts.
"Seriously, she fucking ran when Buddy spoke to her and the laughter picked up." He continues.
"What was she fucking wearing? Cause I swear to fucking god the pair of you are done for if you say a Mox shirt and blue jeans." Jon practically growls at the younger wrestlers.
"Oh shit, is that the new girl y'all got yourselves to spice up your marr-"
Crack.
Thump.
I stare at Buddy on the ground surrounded by a shattered table holding his jaw. Jon standing from the ground having put Buddy through the table.
I grab Jon and we make our way through the corridors searching for our girl.
Y/N POV
I hear footstep draw closer to my location and I attempt to melt further into the wall, trying not to be seen.
"Y/N? Baby girl?" Renee's voice echoes in my ears.
"What are you doing down here?" She asks as she crouches in front of me.
I reluctantly meet her eyes and she takes in my tear stained cheeks with mascara trailing down them.
"Why are you two with me?" I ask, voice barely audible.
"Is that a genuine question or is it fuelled by Buddy and Jack?" Jon asks, anger radiating off him.
I drop my head and bury it back into my knees that are drawn up to my chest avoiding their burning gazes.
"Please talk to us." Renee places a gentle hand on my knee.
"I'm too quiet for you guys."
"What does that even mean?" Jon asks as he crouches down to our level.
"You're both confident and outgoing. Me, I'm too quiet and shy. You should have someone who matches your confidence." More tears fall as I continue to avoid their eyes.
"Hey, look at me Baby Girl." Jon starts and gently draws my head out to meet his blue orbs.
"I'm only outgoing and confident because I have to be for this job. Hell, most of the time Renee has to drag me out of the house to come to work cause I don't like huge groups of people. Baby, you being shy and quiet is my favourite part of you because it means I can be my quiet and introverted self. I don't ever have to put on the outgoing, chatty guy with you. I can let that go and be the quiet teddy bear that these assholes don't ever get to see."
"Sweet girl, you are our peace in the chaotic whirlwind that is our professional lives. Our favourite thing after work is coming home to you knowing that we don't have to go all out and be the overly confident people we are when we're here. There are so many things we love about you but we especially love that you are our quiet lighthouse that brings us home." Renee continues.
"So you don't want someone more loud?"
"No Baby girl. We just want you. Only you."
"You, Beautiful girl are our favourite girl and we don't want anyone else."
I smile at their words before changing the subject.
"What was the loud crash I heard just before you found me?"
"Buddy Matthews going through a table." Jon answers, grinning.
I look at him concerned.
"He deserved it for making our girl cry and doubt herself." Renee answers, kissing the top of my head.
"Now, how about we go back to my locker room and have a quiet cuddle pile before the show starts?"
I nod and we all stand before Jon launches me over his shoulder and carries me to the locker room with Renee laughing behind us.
I was huddled in the corner of mine and Nick's shared bedroom when he entered our apartment. I could hear him calling out for me but I couldn't bring myself to respond. Everything was too much. The small, distant noises sounded like they were next to my ear, the dimmed lights looked too bright and the soft fabrics of my clothes felt like bugs crawling against my skin.
The bedroom door opened as tears unwillingly rolled down my cheeks as I looked at Nick's figure moving towards me.
"Hey Baby girl, I was calling for you." He says softly as he sits in front of me. I swallow and nod acknowledging that I heard him.
"What's got my favourite girl in tears? Is it a bad sensory day?"
"Y-Yeah."
"Would you like some quiet time?"
"Yes please."
"Come on Baby girl." Nick helps me up off the floor before wiping away my tears. He shuffles around the bedroom turning the lights off and grabbing my loop earplugs to help with the noise.
"Anything else?" He asks before placing the plugs in my ears.
I tug on the shirt I'm wearing and he understands completely as he helps me out of my clothes before removing his own and guiding me to lay on the bed after he fixes the blankets so I'm laying between 2 fluffy ones, the one on top being weighted.
Nick lies down beside me and opens his arms for me to shuffle into. I bury my face into his chest and his fingers tangle in my hair as the other hand slowly traces patterns across my naked back.
He places gentle kisses to the crown of my head as I slowly trail kisses across his chest.
"Feeling a bit better Baby girl?" He asks as he guides me to meet his gaze.
"Yeah, thank you Nicky." I place a kiss to his nose before kissing his lips.
"You're welcome Baby girl. How about an afternoon nap to regulate then a movie night?" He asks after returning the kiss.
"Yes please."
I rest my head against his chest and move my hand to copy his actions of rubbing my back.
I was straddling Nick as our lips locked in an intense make out after being away from each other for a month due to my work and him being in Japan.
"I missed you so much Princess. Never want to be away from you for that long again." Nick whispers in between kisses.
"Me either, always harder to sleep without you." I pout.
He kisses away the pout and trails the kisses down my neck after removing my shirt. He continues down to my chest, sucking on spots he knows are more sensitive.
I tug at Nick's shirt and he pauses his ministrations to remove it. I latch my mouth onto his neck and nip at the sensitive areas making him moan. I grind my hips into his as I continue to trail purple marks across his chest.
"Fuck Princess, I need you so bad." Nick whines into my throat as he leaves his own marks, trailing to my breasts.
"Then take me Nick." He flips us so I'm underneath him and he moves down to shove down my shorts and panties before removing his own.
He lines himself up and thrusts in slowly, letting me readjust to his size after the time apart. I tap his back, signalling him to move. He pulls back before thrusting inwards and connecting with my g-spot.
"Fuck Nick. Right there." I moan as I drag my nails down his back.
"Shit Princess, do that again please." He nips at my shoulder as he wraps my legs around his hips.
I repeat the action of dragging my nails across his back as he sets a brutal pace with his thrusts repeatedly hitting my g-spot. I moan loudly, sinking my nails deeper into the muscles of his back.
"Nickyyyy, I'm so close." I moan, pulling him down for a rough kiss. He returns it and I clench around him.
I break the kiss and sink my teeth into his shoulder as I cum around him. He moans and repeats the gesture as his hips stutter and he coats my walls with his seed.
"Fuck Princess." Nick slowly pulls out and peppers kisses across my cheeks before cleaning us up.
Nick pulls me into his arms after cleaning up and I cuddle into him.
"What time is it?" I ask and Nick grabs his phone to check.
"Uhh 6:09pm. And there's 4 missed calls from my mom."
"Oh shit, we're supposed to be there already. Quick put clothes on." I laugh and dive off the bed.
30 minutes later, we arrive at Shayna's and knock, trying not to laugh at the reason why we're late.
Shayna opens the door and takes in our appearances.
"I see you pair made up for lost time. I assume Y/N has matching marks." She laughs and both our eyes go wide.
The three of us laugh softly as we enter for a quiet family night of catching up.
I arrive at Adam's house and enter without knocking, knowing the front door is unlocked.
"Adam? Baby where are you?"
"Living room." I enter the living room to find Adam spread across the couch.
I drop on top of him and he wraps his arms around me. I pepper kisses across his bare chest before sitting up to straddle him.
"I need to ask you about something Sweetheart." Adam says as he holds onto me as he sits up, keeping me in his lap.
"Okay, shoot."
"Does the age gap bother you?" He asks nervously.
"No, why?"
"Well I see all the comments about how I'm too old for you and that I'm old enough to be your dad-"
"Anyone born before 1990 is technically old enough be my parent."
"Point made, I was born in the 70s. I have 30 years on you."
"Okay stop. None of this destructive spiral. Fuck what the people in the comment sections say. I love you, you love me. That's all that matters, everything else is just outside noise." I state sternly trying to make him understand.
"So you're definitely not gonna leave me for someone younger?"
"Nope, not unless Christian Cage calls." The pair of us laugh at the joke and I kiss him passionately.
"I'm not going anywhere. Plus I like my men older. More experience and know how to actually treat a woman." He smirks and returns the kiss with more passion.
"Yeah? You like that I know exactly how to fuck you?"
"Yes Daddy."
"Need me to fuck you right now?" I nod and grind my hips into his.
He reaches between us and pulls his thick cock out before pulling my panties to the side and sheathing me onto his shaft.
"Oh fuck!" I moan as he stretches my walls, forcing me to accommodate his size.
He thrusts upwards as he shoves my hips down, making his tip feel like it's connecting with my cervix. He repeats this movement as my eyes roll back and I'm a moaning mess in his lap.
"That's it Sweet girl. Just take it, like the good little whore you are for me." I moan at the words and he chuckles.
"You like when I call you a whore? Filthy little thing you are."
He holts his movements to switch positions so I'm lying down. He resumes thrusting, setting a borderline animalistic pace.
He repeatedly hits my g-spot which has me seeing stars. I drag my nails down his back as he wraps my thighs around his hips.
"Fuck Sweet girl, you're clenching so tight, can barely move. You gonna cum Baby?"
"Yesssss" I whine.
"Cum for me Sweet girl."
I moan and cum around his cock as my vision turns white and I draw blood on his back with my nails. He moans at the stinging sensation as his thrusts grow sloppy.
"Fuck Baby girl!" He moans as he cums inside of me.
"I love when you dig your nails in." He whispers and kisses my head.
I lean up and place a kiss to his lips before he pulls out and tugs me into his arms so I'm on top of him.
"I love you Adam, please don't ever think I don't want this or you because I do. I always do."
He smiles brightly at me as his hazel eyes meet mine.
The combination of sensory overstimulation and a migraine was a nightmare to say the least. It started small this morning with just the migraine but as the day continued, small things created bigger emotional responses.
"Hey Y/N, you doing alright?" I hear Nick ask as he approaches the quiet corner I've hidden in.
"Not really, my head's killing me and everything is too much." I answer, fighting back tears.
"Come on, let's get you back to the locker room where mom is, we're almost ready to head back to the hotel." He replies, helping me up and guiding me to the locker room.
"Hey Princess, you ready to go back to the hotel?" Shayna asks as we enter the locker room. I nod and hug her tightly.
"What's wrong?" She asks, making our gazes meet.
"Migraine and sensorily overstimulated."
"Aw Princess, let's get back to the hotel, yeah?" I nod again and grab my bag.
She kisses my head and we make our way out of the arena.
We enter our hotel room and I plop down on the bed after changing into an oversized hoodie. Shayna follows after changing into a tank top and shorts and grabbing my migraine medication.
"How long have you had the migraine Baby?" She hands me the tablets and my drink bottle.
"Since I woke up. The vertigo kicked in a couple hours ago and the sensory overload has been full force for the last 4 hours." I answer after swallowing.
"Princess. Why didn't you tell me?" She asks, pulling me into her arms.
"You were busy working and I didn't want to be a burden." I say, fiddling with the neckline of her top.
"Baby, you listen to me, you are never a burden. I never want you to feel like you can't tell me these things. You told me from the beginning that you suffer from chronic migraines and sensory issues and I promised to be there for all of it and I still promise that. You, my love are not and will never be a burden to me." She kisses me gently and I hug her tightly.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you this morning."
"It's okay Baby girl. How about a huge cuddle session and an Off Campus rewatch?"
"Are your boobs included in this arrangement?"
"Yes Princess, you can have my boobs." She laughs and puts on Off Campus as I tug down her top and suck one of her nipples into my mouth. As I do, Shayna slides two fingers into my panties and drags them through my juices.
"Someone is wet. Did getting my boobs do this Baby?" I nod and moan as the fingers slip into my entrance and her thumb finds my clit. I slide my hand into her shorts and copy her actions.
She moans as I curl my fingers into her g-spot and she mirrors the ministration.
"I can feel you getting close Baby." She moans as I gently bite her nipple.
"Fuck Baby." I feel her clench around my fingers before we both cum in unison.
"That's it Princess, cum on Mommy's fingers." She kisses the crown of my head as we slide our fingers out of each other and suck them clean.
I kiss her deeply making her taste herself on my lips before I rest my head back on her chest, sucking the other nipple into my mouth.
"You sleepy, Princess?" She asks softly, knowing that my medication makes me drowsy.
"Yeah. Thank you Mommy." I smile up at her.
"You're welcome, my precious Baby." She rubs my back and tangles her fingers in my hair, gently scratching my scalp to drive me into a deeper state of relaxation.
Everything was too much. The lights were too bright. The sounds too loud. The fabric too clingy. The sensory overstimulation of the current environment was too much to handle.
The second I pushed into mine and Darby's shared locker room, I broke. The tears streamed down my cheeks as I wrestled to get my ring gear off.
Darby entered the locker room laughing with Nick.
"Woah Y/N, didn't realise you were prepping to celebrate already." Nick chuckles at his joke. I turn to look at the pair before Nick rushes to apologise as he sees the tears.
"Nick can you give us some space please?" Darby commands and the younger rushes out, closing the door behind him.
"Bun what's wrong?" Darby asks, moving closer.
"Need it off. Need it all off." I sob, still struggling and getting more worked up.
"Take a deep breath for me." Darby says as he unclasps the top.
I take a deep breath as the top falls to the floor.
"What's going on Bunny?" Darby cautiously places a hand on my arm, unsure whether it will make the situation worse.
"It's all too much, the lights, sounds, fabric. Need it all to stop." I bury my face into his bare chest.
"It is all a lot isn't it Bunny? What do you need me to do to make it stop?" He caresses my back trying to soothe me.
"Everything off." I whine.
"Okay, I'll get everything off." He lets go briefly to grab my loop earbuds before stripping off his ring gear and turning off the main light, leaving only a lamp on.
"Come here Bun." He gestures as he sits on the couch. I stop before him and he places the earbuds in my ears.
"Better?"
I nod and point at his lap. He nods and opens his arms for me. I sink into his lap, sheathing myself on his large cock before burying my face into the junction of his neck and shoulder. My sobs ease into hiccups as Darby returns his hands to my naked back, tracing soothing patterns.
"Sshhhhh Bunny, no more tears. Daddy's got you." He whispers next to my ear so I can still hear him.
We remain still for about 20 minutes before Darby gently pulls one earbud loose.
"Bunny? Are you able to get dressed so we can go to the hotel? I promise we can strip off again once we get there." I nod and shift off him and he helps me redress into a pair of his sweats and hoodie before he dresses and carries me and our belongings to the car.
Once we enter the hotel room and the door locks I remove the loose clothes from my body and Darby chuckles softly.
"Quick shower then cuddles, okay?" I nod and head to our bathroom as he follows behind me.
Darby helps remove the face paint from my face while the shower heats up. He guides me into the warm water and quickly moves behind me, holding me to his chest. We wash the sweat and remaining paint off before Darby shuts the water off and guides me out of the shower.
Once dried, we make our way to the bed and Darby pulls me into him. I ease myself back onto his shaft and rest against his chest. He slowly thrusts up into me and I moan softly.
"That's it Bunny, you just rest and let me do the work." He coos as he picks up his pace.
"Nnngggg Daddyyy." I whine as his trusts get harder and I bury my face into him.
"Shhh Bunny, here you go. Let Daddy make you feel good." He hands me my Darby rabbit that he got me for my birthday and he moves my hips to match his thrusts. I clench around him tightly as the knot in my stomach builds.
"Cum when you're ready Bunny. Can feel you getting close." He thrusts directly into my g-spot and I moan loudly at the sensation. Darby repeats the action 3 times which tips me over the edge.
"DADDY!" I scream in pleasure, cumming around his fat cock.
"Shit Bunny!" He stills as he spills his load inside me.
Darby returns to caressing my back as I relax against him.
"Such a good Bunny for me. That make you feel better?" I nod and meet his gaze before leaning up for a kiss.
He kisses me softly, leading to a soft make out. When we break apart for air I place a kiss on his nose before smiling.
"Thank you Daddy."
"You're welcome Bunny. Now, let's get some rest okay?" He says and kisses my nose before I lay back down on top of him. He chuckles as I pull the blankets and only leave my head poking out.
I yawn and kiss his chest, completely relaxing in his embrace.
"I love you Daddy." I whisper as I grip the bunny tightly to my chest as I drift off.
"I love you too my sleepy Bunny." Darby kisses the crown of my head before joining me in my slumber.
Yes Daddy - Christian Cage x reader x Adam Copeland
18+ Minors DNI!!!
Christian and Adam had won the tag team championship and I couldn't be more proud of them both. As the pair enter the locker room, I launch into Christian's arms. He laughs and catches me easily.
"I'm so proud of you! I knew you could do it!" I pepper kisses across his face which he returns.
"Thank you Baby Girl." He sets me down and I pull Adam into a tight hug.
"Congratulations Adam!"
"Thanks Y/N/N!" He hugs me just as tightly.
"How do you two champions wish to celebrate this historic moment? Burgers? Drinks?" I ask.
"I have an idea." Christian starts and I look at him, waiting for him to continue.
"Well, I remember you mentioning a certain fantasy and I may have talked to Adam about it."
I swallow nervously, avoiding Adam's gaze.
"You want us to bring Paris to you, Sweet girl?" Adam asks as he lifts my chin to meet his hazel eyes and I nod.
Once back at the hotel, Adam pulls me in for a passionate kiss that I return as I pull up his shirt, begging him to remove it. Adam removes his shirt as Christian approaches me from behind and kisses my neck.
"Feeling good Baby Girl?" Christian whispers in my ear.
"Yes Daddy, want you both so bad." I whine.
"Patience Sweet Girl." Adam answers.
Christian undoes my dress and pulls it down to pile on the floor and Adam's hands explore my body.
"How long have you fantasised about me Sweet girl? Christian said you've wanted this for a while but how long?" Adam asks, turning me so my back is pressed to his chest as he trails his fingers to my entrance.
"Since you and Christian became a tag team again. Wanted you both to share me after a win just like this." I confess and moan as he thrusts 2 fingers into me.
"You wanna cum on Adam's fingers before we start Baby Girl?" Christian asks, removing his turtleneck and pants.
"Yes please Daddy." I whimper as Adam curls his fingers against my g-spot and claw at his arm.
"There please." I beg. Both men chuckle as I fall apart from the pleasure.
Adam continues his assault on my g-spot as Christian kisses me roughly, silencing my moans and whimpers. I clench around Adam's fingers and my thighs begin to shake.
"Can she cum, Christian?" Adam asks, picking up the pace. I meet Christian's eyes, silently pleading.
"Yeah mate, she can cum." He answers and I grab both their arms for stability as I cum around Adam's thick fingers.
"Such a good girl Baby. How about we give you what you really want?" Christian asks as I move to the bed and Adam sucks his fingers clean, tasting my juices.
"Oh fuck, she's so sweet." He moans and I blush.
I position myself in the middle of the bed on my hands and knees as Christian positions himself in front of my face. I easily take his length in my mouth and force myself down until my nose connects with his pubic bone.
"Shit Baby Girl, gotta give some warning unless you want me to cum immediately." Christian moans and I look up at him through my lashes.
Adam slowly enters my cunt, letting me adjust to his girth. I moan around Christian as both men begin thrusting.
"That's it Baby girl, take us both." Christian moans as he fucks my face, holding my head again him.
Adam thrusts into my g-spot repeatedly which makes me moan and gag around Christian.
"Oh fuck, Baby Girl. Is Adam fucking you good?" Christian moans and I try to nod. I gag around him again, causing him to moan louder.
Christian's thrusts get sloppy as he holds my head still and cums down my throat. I swallow as he pulls out.
"That's it Baby Girl, you keep taking Adam's cock." He kisses the crown of my head before pushing me up so I'm pressed against Adam's chest. Adam and I moan at the new position.
"Such a sweet girl. Taking my cock so well. Bet you're getting close aren't you?" Adam moans in my ear and I whine.
"Yes Sir."
"Shit. Should've expected you to be trained. Fuck such good manners Sweet Girl." He continues as he pinches one of my nipples. Christian presses his thumb to my clit and rubs tight circles, drawing me closer.
"Please Daddy, please Sir, please someone let me cum." I beg.
"You can cum Baby Girl." Christian encourages as he continues rubbing my clit.
I moan loudly and Christian quickly covers my mouth as I cum around Adam's length as his thrusts grow sloppy and he holds me to him as he spills inside me.
I whimper as he pulls out and our combined juices run down my thighs.
"Shhhh Sweet Girl. Did so good for us, gonna get you all cleaned up okay." Adam whispers as Christian kisses my cheek and grabs a warm cloth to clean me up with.
I whine at the extra stimulation as Christian cleans me up.
"Sshhhh Baby Girl, I'm almost done, I promise. I know you're sensitive." Christian soothes as he finishes and tosses the cloth in the bathroom.
"Come here Baby." Christian opens his arms after getting comfortable and I crawl into them as Adam lays next to us and rubs my back.
"Such a good girl for us. Might have to join you again." Adam says before placing a kiss to my temple.
"Would you like that Baby? If Adam joined us again?" Christian asks and I nod against him. Christian chuckles as he takes in my tired eyes, knowing that my body is exhausted.
"You can go to sleep Baby Girl. I'm not going anywhere." Christian encourages. Adam slowly attempts to get up without disturbing the bed but I catch his arm before he's successful. I pull his arm close and hold on to it tightly.
"You want me to stay too Sweet Girl?" He asks, trying not to laugh.
I nod again before sleep consumes me and both men kiss my head before joining me in the realm of slumber.
I was on the couch reading in one of Adam's shirts when Adam approached with a mischievous look plastered on his face.
"What are you planning Adam?" I ask and his expression turns to one of innocence.
"How dare you accuse me of planning anything. I will not tolerate this behaviour from my Princess." He says holding his chest before laughing.
I laugh with him before he falls onto the couch right on top of me and trails kisses across my face.
"Adam!" I laugh as he also tickles my sides.
"Kiss me and I'll stop."
I kiss him passionately stopping the excited chaos.
"What can I do for you, Sir, now that I'm no longer deep in a book."
"I want you to do something for me."
"Which is?"
"Sit on my face."
I meet his hazel eyes and I feel some nerves build in my stomach.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. If I need air I'll tap your thigh." He answers, already squashing any and all anxiety.
"Okay."
I move to stand and head to our room when Adam grabs my hips and pulls me on top of him as he lies down.
"Here? Now?"
"Yep." He pops the 'p' and I shuffle up to hover over his face.
"Take a seat Princess." He commands as he pulls me down by the thighs.
Adam immediately dives into my cunt, licking a stripe from my entrance to my clit.
"Fuck Adam. So good." I moan as he sucks my clit. He slides his tongue into my entrance and I grip his hair, tugging it.
He moans into me and digs his fingers into my thighs holding me tightly to him.
He continues to eat me out and I moan loudly, thankful that we don't have any neighbours.
"Adam, I'm gonna cum." I whine, getting closer to tipping over the edge of pleasure.
Adam picks up his rhythm and I cum on his tongue and beard. I lift my hips as he drives me to overstimulation. His beard is soaked when I look down at him and a grin is plastered on his lips.
"Taste so sweet, Princess." Adam licks his lips and I blush.
I shuffle down and lay on top of him.
"Felt so good. I kinda want to do it more often." I admit into his chest.
"Well I'm happy to be of service whenever you need Baby. I also love when you pull my hair." He kisses the crown of my head.
"Good thing I always wear your shirts and no panties around here so you always have easy access." I smirk up at him.
"Dirty girl." He swats my ass and I bite his chest causing him to moan.
I was on the couch reading a book while Christian was in a meeting. He found me easily and approached me smiling until he spotted something.
"Baby girl, that's not good for you." I look up at him and he points to the hoodie string I'm currently gnawing on that I hadn't realised I was doing. I quickly pull it out and avoid his gaze.
"Hey, I'm not mad Baby. I just don't want you to get sick or something. I know it's hard with your fixation but lets try to find stuff that's safe. How about some gum?" He asks.
I bite my lip nervously, having a suggestion but unsure whether he'd agree to it.
"What is it Baby Girl? I can see those gears working."
"Well I've had a thought about something that could help but I'm nervous to ask."
"What is it?"
"I wanna suck you."
"You were scared to ask me if you could give me a blow job?" He asks amused.
"Not necessarily a blow job, more like keeping you warm." I blush.
"We can try it Baby Girl." He sits on the couch after removing his jeans and places a cushion on the ground between his thighs.
I move to the cushion and wrap my lips around his tip.
"That's it Baby Girl." I take him down my throat before resting my cheek on his thigh.
"This helping Baby Girl?" I nod and close my eyes, enjoying the feeling.
Christian caresses my cheek and hair as I relax into him. He gently thrusts, testing the waters. I hum around him, consenting to him continuing.
I hollow my cheeks and stroke his thigh as he continues to thrust into my throat. I moan around him.
“That's it Baby Girl. Take it." I gag around him and he moans.
"Gonna cum Baby Girl, that okay?" I hum and he cums down my throat. I swallow his load as he pulls back but I grip his thigh before he can fully leave my mouth.
He looks at me curiously and I keep his tip in my mouth.
"You wanna stay here for a bit longer?" I nod and rest my head back on his thigh.
"Stay as long as you like Baby Girl." He returns to playing with my hair and caressing my cheek.
Secret Confessions - Renee Paquette x reader x Jon Moxley
18+ Minors DNI!!!!
I was lying on the couch, thinking about my 2 best friends that I happen to be in love with. The part that sucks is that they are married to each other and would never see me that way.
My phone dings from its spot next to me on the couch and I unlock it to see a message from Renee Paquette, one half of the couple I'm in love with.
R: Hey Y/N, you free? Jon and I would love to see you.
Me: Hey Nee, I'll be there in 15 x
I jump up and rush to change out of my pyjamas into jeans and a cute top before throwing my hair into a messy bun. I grab my keys and make my way to the Good residence. I sit in my car for 10 minutes trying to calm my nerves before gaining the courage to see the happily married couple.
I knock on the door twice before Renee opens the door wearing a red dress with a deep plunge. I force my eyes to stay on hers and not drop to her barely covered cleavage.
"Hey Y/N/N, come in gorgeous." I hug her as I enter, removing my shoes before following her to the kitchen where Jon is cooking dinner. I take in the sight of him and try not to stare at the tight fit of his jeans and shirt.
"Hey Sweetheart, hope you're hungry." He says as he embraces me and kisses my cheek.
Renee hands me a glass of wine before we sit at the dining table. The pair of us gossip until Jon walks over with the steak and vegetables.
"Wow thanks Jon, this looks and smells amazing."
"You're welcome, Sweetheart." He winks before sitting down.
The three of us fall into comfortable conversation as we eat before I ask the question I've had since arriving.
"So why did you pair wanna see me so bad?" I ask, looking between the couple.
"Well, we have a confession." Jon starts.
"Okay." My heart rate gains speed, scared of what they are about to say.
"Jon and I have feelings for you." Renee continues and I feel my cheeks start to gain heat.
"What kind of feelings?" I ask, scared they don't feel the same way I do.
"Y/N we're in love with you and would love you to join us romantically." Jon responds.
My throat dries and I can feel the heat on my cheeks. My heart is in my throat and I try not to cry out of relief or fear as I answer.
"I'm in love with both of you too." I whisper, scared that they're going to laugh and say 'just kidding', but it never comes.
I look between the couple as see the genuine love in their eyes.
"I never planned on saying anything because I value our friendship and I never wanted to risk losing both of you. Not to mention, I believed my feelings would never be reciprocated." I continue and Renee grabs my hand gently.
"We want you Y/N/N, we have for a while." She says before Jon continues.
"We were scared of the same things Sweetheart." Jon moves in closer and wraps an arm around me.
"I want this. I want you both."
"How bad Sweetheart?" Jon asks smirking.
"So bad, it's all I've wanted for the last 3 years." I whine as Renee slides a hand to my inner thigh.
"You have us now, Baby." Renee answers as she pulls me in for a passionate kiss which deepens when she grabs my waist and tugs me into her lap.
We pull apart for air and I turn to face Jon, who pulls me in for an equally as passionate kiss. I moan into the kiss as Renee trails her hands around my body.
Jon breaks the kiss and tosses me over his shoulder as he guides us to the bedroom. He sets me down on the bed and I admire the couple.
I watch as they help each other out of their clothes and I can't help but stare and gnaw at my bottom lip, fighting the urge to pounce on them. Renee moves to stand in front of me and she grabs my wrist, placing my hand on her body.
"Come on Baby, explore." She whispers in my ear and I move my hands to her breasts. Jon positions himself behind me and trails kisses on my neck.
"I need you both, please." I moan.
Renee helps me out of my clothes before guiding me to lay on the bed.
"How do you want us Sweet Girl? What's been the most frequent thought you've had of us?." Jon asks.
"I've always wanted Nee on my face as you fuck me." I admit, making the couple smile.
"Then that's exactly what we'll do Baby Girl." Renee answers as moves on top of me.
I blush as she hovers over my face and I meet her eyes. I pull her down and dive into her cunt, moaning at the sweet taste and the stretch as Jon works his girthy shaft inside me.
"Oh fuck Sweet Girl, so tight. Squeezing me so good. How's she making you feel Nee?" Jon moans as he thrusts deep, hitting my g-spot perfectly.
"So good, such a good girl. She's eating me like I'm the last meal she'll ever have." Renee moans as I slide in 2 fingers inside her and curl them against her g-spot.
"Fuck, right there Baby Girl."
I continue my ministrations to Renee's cunt as she grips my hair and I moan into her.
"Gonna cum on your face Baby Girl." Renee moans and cums. I continue to eat her out until she nudges my head and lifts her hips. Once she climbs of my face, Jon flips me and pulls me against his chest by the hair.
"You enjoy havin Nee on your face Sweet Girl." He asks and picks up his pace.
"Yes, so sweet. Want her to cum on my face forever." I moan as my thoughts grow hazy as the pleasure takes over.
"You can Baby Girl. Can eat me out whenever you want to." Renee answers as she sucks one of my nipples into her mouth.
"Fuckkkk." I moan as the sensations caused by the pair.
"Gonna cum Jon." I mumble.
"Ask properly." He commands.
"Can I cum? Please Daddy?" I ask immediately, needing to let the pleasure roll over me.
"Come on Sweet Girl, you forgot someone in that request." Jon chuckles as I whine, getting desperate for release.
"Please Mommy, please Daddy, can I cum? Please. I'm so close." I beg as a tear rolls down my cheek.
"Cum for us Baby Girl." Renee answers as she wipes away the tear and kisses me roughly as Jon wraps a hand around my throat and fucks me through my orgasm and his own.
Jon and Renee guide me to lie down after Jon pulls out and grabs a warm damp cloth to clean us up with.
After the clean up, the pair embrace me and hand me water and a snack.
"This wasn't a one time thing, right?" I ask, scared that I'll be rejected.
"No it wasn't. We want you Y/N." Jon starts.
"We've wanted you for so long but didn't know how to ask. Do you want us?" Renee asks.
"Yes, I want you. I meant what I said earlier, I've wanted this for 3 years and I still want it." I answer.
The pair kiss my cheek and hug me tighter.
"So how do we go about letting everyone at work know your off limits? Shit load of hickeys or should I just walk around with both your panties hanging out of my pocket?" Jon asks, fighting the urge to smile and trying to come off as serious.
The three of of us laugh as I pull them impossibly closer.
Adam was sitting on the large couch watching the playback of last night's Maple Leafs game when I enter the living room. I take in his large frame that is bare besides his sweatpants.
"Hi Princess."
"Hi Daddy."
"Whatcha doing over there? I can see the cogs turning in that head of yours." He chuckles and I move towards him, taking a seat on the ground between his muscular legs.
"Come on Princess, what's going on in your brain." He says as he strokes my hair and I start gnawing at my bottom lip as my eyes meet his hazel ones.
"I need you." I answer quietly.
"Where do you need me Princess?" He asks, waiting for an answer as he drags my lip out from between my teeth.
"Do you need me to take care of your little oral fixation?"
I nod in response and Adam undoes his sweatpants before removing them. I shuffle closer and wrap my lips around his tip.
"Take more Princess, come on Princess suck it." Adam moans as he pushes my head down.
I take his length down my throat until my nose meets his pubic bone and I gag around him. He pulls back and I lick the tip.
"Shit Princess. Fuck, gonna make me cum pretty quickly if you keep doing that." He moans as I take him back down my throat and rest my head on his thigh.
"That's it Princess. Just relax." Adam continues to run his fingers through my hair soothingly as I relax into him as he continues to watch the game.
Adam gently begins to thrusts his hips upwards, slowly fucking my face. I moan around him and meet his gaze.
"This helping Princess?" I nod and he caresses my cheek.
"You just stay like that as long as you need okay?" I hum around him and he moans at the sensation.
Adam's thrusts grow sloppy as his moans get louder.
"Gonna cum Princess." I hollow my cheeks and deep throat as much of him as I can before he holds my head and his cum spills down my throat.
"Fuck. So good Baby." He releases my head and I pull back until his tip is left and I swallow his load.
"Such a good Princess, using her little oral fixation to help her Daddy cum. Don't worry Sweetheart, I'll return the favour when you've had your fixation needs met."
