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I really need a fic written about reader being friends with Ilya and Shane, she has a crush on them but is trying not to show it but is bad at it. The boys find it adorable and also like her and then it turns into the filthiest sex/love story ever😂😭
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Better Than You (18+) Chapter 4 - Mjf X Fem!Reader
Paring(s): Mjf x Fem!Reader
Warning(s): Swearing, smut! 18+ hate Fuck, fingering, protected sex, degrading, hair pulling, choking, spanking,
Genre(s): Smut,enemies-to-lovers au
Word Count: 3506
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As they made their way back to their hotel room, the tension between Y/n and Max was palpable, hanging heavy in the air like a thick fog. Each step seemed to widen the gap between them, burdened by the weight of their unspoken grievances.
Y/n felt a simmering frustration bubbling beneath her calm exterior, Britt and Adam had left again to go into town to grab some things we needed. Y/n knew she would have to stay in the room with Max for at least an hour The strained silence between them had become unbearable, a constant reminder of the growing rift. She couldn't shake the sinking feeling that their once-strong connection was slipping away, leaving them adrift in a sea of uncertainty.
Meanwhile, Max's brooding silence only served to intensify the tension, his impassive demeanor a stark contrast to the turmoil raging within Y/n. His eyes bore into her, a silent challenge that left her feeling exposed and vulnerable.
Finally breaking the stifling silence, Y/n let out a frustrated sigh, her patience wearing thin. "What's on your mind, Max?" she asked, her voice tinged with exasperation.
Max's jaw clenched at her question, his expression a mixture of frustration and hurt. "You really want to know?" he retorted, his tone sharp with emotion. "Maybe if you weren't so damn stubborn—"
Y/n's temper flared at his accusation, her frustration boiling over. "Stubborn? How I literally haven't talked to you almost all day" she shot back, her voice tinged with disbelief. "You're the one who refuses to speak—"
Max's eyes flashed with indignation, his resolve hardening as he stepped closer to Y/n, closing the gap between them with deliberate intent. "Refuses to speak about what, exactly?" he challenged, his voice low and dangerously seductive.
Y/n felt a surge of defiance coursing through her veins, her own resolve matching his as she met his gaze head-on. "The truth on—" he interrupted her once again.
Their proximity ignited a firestorm of emotions, the air crackling with tension as they stood locked in a battle of wills. In that charged moment, there was no denying the magnetic pull drawing them together, a primal attraction that defied reason.
Max's gaze softened slightly, a flicker of vulnerability slipping through his steely exterior. "What? You wanna talk about the way you're obsessed with me huh?" He spat. "W-What I'm not obsessed with you, you're so fucking full of yourself that it's suffocating." she stuttered. "Oh come on just stop lying, I can tell by the way you look at me, the way you respond to my touch—" as he started to snake his hands around Y/N's waist.
Y/n's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding erratically as she struggled to maintain her composure. "You wish I would never like a piece of sh—"
With a sudden surge of boldness, Max closed the distance between them, his lips crashing down on hers in a heated kiss that stole the breath from her lungs. It was a kiss fueled by years of pent-up desire, a reckless abandon that left them both reeling with emotion.
Y/n's hands found their way to Max's chest, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as she melted into the kiss, her senses overwhelmed by the heady rush of passion. He started to back Y/n onto the bed. Now he was on top of her and in that moment, there was no past, no future—only the intoxicating present.
Their lips moved in a frantic dance of longing and desire, each touch igniting a wildfire of sensations that consumed them both. The world fell away around them, leaving only the pulsing rhythm of their hearts and the searing heat of their shared passion.
But as they finally broke apart, breathless and dizzy with desire, she couldn't even think Max was the only thing on her mind. As they stared into each other's eyes, Max's hands started traveling down Y/N's body and stopped at the top of her gym shorts.
"I thought you hated me?" He said as he toyed with the top of her shorts. "I do" She whined. "Oh okay, then I'll stop". "No No Please don't stop" He laughed "You're so cute when you beg"
A beat, as Max’s hands continue moving, pulling down her shorts. Y/n lets out a small gasp, her voice trembling with vulnerability. " I bet you're so wet right now just by the way you're reacting"
Max is not fooled though, and his playful smile only grows wider. He pulls her closer, his hands still moving down the hem of her shorts, his lips almost teasingly close to her face. Still staring into her eyes, he whispers playfully. “You really think I’ll let you go that easily?” His hands finally reach the elastic of her shorts, pausing for a split second before he slowly starts to pull them down. Y/N lets out a small whimper as her heart begins to beat louder and faster.
He sticks his hand into her shorts and panties to run his thick fingers through your slick folds making your head throw back in pleasure, eyes squeezed shut as you try and stave off your moans.
“What’d I say? you’re fucking soaked, your pussy is begging to be fucked by me”
A small whimper escapes your lips when Max shoves his index finger into her soaked core, thrusting it in and out of you slowly as his dark eyes stay locked on hers. You could see the enjoyment on his face, he enjoyed watching Y/n fall apart for him, and he loved the control he had over her in the moment.
And as much as she wanted to push him off, tell him to go fuck himself, She was enjoying this too much.
“Max” Y/n breathed out, chest heaving up and down.
He swipes his tongue across his bottom lip, shoving another finger into her cunt. He begins harshly thrusting them in and out of her, his palm firmly pressed against her clit.
Y/n feels your orgasm building inside you, the band threatening to snap when he curves his fingers slightly, hitting that sweet spot deep inside you.
“i-i’m gonna cum, Max. fuck, s’close!” She whines, grinding herself against his hand, chasing her high as he pushes his fingers roughly into you. She begins clenching around his fingers,her release threatening to burst out of you.
Max stops, pulling his fingers from inside Y/n and sucking them clean. “Mmm, the princess tastes so good, who knew?”
Y/n throws your head up, eyes narrowed toward him in annoyance. “Max what the fuck, why’d you stop?!”
He chuckles darkly, his hands flying to the back of your hair as he smashes his lips to yours, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. She moans against his lips when she tastes herself on his tongue.
He pulls your lips from his, holding your head back as his dark eyes burn into yours. “bratty little sluts like you don’t get to cum that easily”
She pouts. “but-“ you begin but your words die on your tongue, Max’s tight grip on your hair pulling a whine from your lips. he begins pulling you to the couch by your hair, your legs failing to keep up with his long strides causing you to stumble and trip over your own two feet.
“Take your clothes off, now”
She hesitantly pulls her shirt over her head, tossing it onto the floor in front of you before you move to pull your shorts and panties down your legs. you feel your face heating up, feeling a little too exposed in front of Max for your liking.
Max sucks in a sharp breath, his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes scanned the length of Y/N's naked body.
he takes a step toward you, making you flinch and scoot yourself further into the couch. you weren’t afraid of him, but after the way he’s been all night, it was out of instinct to flinch away from him.
“Don’t be scared, gonna fuck the attitude right out of you, and then we can go back to acting like the other doesn’t exist, got it?”
“o-okay”
He pulls at the waistband of his sweatpants, shoving them down his legs and kicking them to the side. Her eyes go wide when she sees his impressive length pressed against his thigh through the fabric of his briefs. you’d always heard rumors about Max’s size, but seeing it for herself, he looked much bigger than you’d expected.
Max leans forward, gripping your arms and yanking you upright. he pulls you to your feet, sitting on the couch and patting at his legs, making her cock her head to the side in confusion.
“C’mon, lay across my lap”
She wasn’t sure what his plan was, but she was too turned on to care. Whatever he had in store for her would be worth it.
She winced, feeling Max's hand land harshly on her ass, making her whimper. “What're you—” Slap! Max’s hand landed another harsh slap against her ass, tears forming in her eyes from the pain left behind.
“Just a little discipline. You need to learn not to talk back all the fucking time, not to have such a fucking attitude,” he growled.
He landed another harsh slap to the other side of her ass, the burn she felt from his hands making tears flow quickly down her face.
Max began rubbing at her ass, his large hands kneading at the flesh. She sighed in relief when she thought he was finally done with the spanking, but her mind went blank when she felt him land yet another rough smack.
He pulled her up, sitting her on the hotel bed and wiping his thumb across her cheek. “Stop fucking crying.”
She sniffled, nodding her head and wiping her tears away.
She watched as Max made his way to the bathroom , returning quickly with a condom in hand. She watched in awe as he slid his briefs down his legs, his large cock springing free and slapping against his stomach.
“Stop staring, princess. S’not nice,” she met his eyes, an amused smirk on his face when he saw the look of fear in her eyes. He stroked himself a few times before ripping the foil packet open with his teeth, sliding the condom down his length and stepping toward her. “It'll fit, don't worry. And if it doesn’t, I’ll make it fit.”
She swallowed the lump in her throat, nodding as she watched him fall onto the bed. “Come sit on my cock. Want you to ride me.”
She stood from her spot on the bed so quickly she tripped over her own feet, stumbling forward, hands pressed firmly into Max’s chest. She threw one leg over his waist, straddling him and gripping his cock in one hand. She began grinding her hips over his length, a low groan pulled from him.
“Stop fucking teasing me, I don’t want to have to hurt you again, but I will.”
She nodded her head, reaching behind her and grasping his cock in her hands, stroking him softly and lining him up with her entrance. She pushed the head in slowly, gasping when the thick head pushed into her.
Max groaned. “Fuuuck.”
She fully sank herself onto him, a loud moan falling past her lips. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, resting her head in the crook of his neck as she sat still, trying to adjust to his size.
Max gripped her hips, sliding her up slowly before pushing her back down harshly. Her breath hitched in her throat when the head of his cock hit her g-spot. “Fuck, Max, fuck!”
He landed a slap to her ass, a whimper falling from her lips at the action. “Move, now,” Max demanded, both his hands landing harsh slaps to her ass cheeks again.
She quickly did as he said, bouncing herself up and down his length. The sounds of both their skin slapping together, soft whimpers, and loud moans filled the room.
Max ran his hands from her hips to her ass, gripping at the flesh hard, landing smacks as she continued to bounce herself up and down. “Such a good fucking slut, bouncing yourself on my cock, the cock of the man that fucking hates you.”
She whimpered, Max’s cock pushing into her so deep she could feel it in her stomach. The head of his cock continuously hit at her sweet spot, the band in her belly beginning to tighten, her vision blurred with tears. “Max, I’m gonna cum—fuck! I’m gonna cum!”
She heard Max tsk, his hands making purchase on her hips again as he stopped her movements. “You don’t fucking cum until I say you can, got it? Brats don’t get to cum whenever they fucking want.”
She whined, her hand slithering between the two of them, fingers finding her clit instantly. She began rubbing slow circles around her sensitive bud, trying to chase her orgasm despite Max’s telling her no.
Max’s hand grabbed hers, pulling it from her clit and twisting her arm behind her back. “Are you disobeying me, princess? I would recommend you not do that.”
Max began pounding his hips up into hers, his cock repeatedly hitting her g-spot, a string of curses and moans falling from her lips at his continued abuse to her cunt.
“Such a tight fucking pussy. Who knew the girl I fucking hate would feel so fucking good?” Max groaned, his voice low and raspy.
He began placing sloppy kisses around her neck, his teeth nipping at the skin. She felt his thrusts getting sloppy, letting her know he was close to his orgasm. “Max, can I please cum? Please,” she whined, tears flowing down her face from the pressure she felt between her thighs.
Max sank his teeth into her shoulder, his dick stiffening as he burst into the condom.
“Fuckfuck, go on, cum. Be a good slut and cum all over me.”
His words were all it took to send her flying over the edge, her release bursting from her in body-shaking euphoria.
“Max, shit, feels so fucking good, Max,” she cried out, his hips pounding into her a few more times before he went limp beneath her.
She rested her head on his shoulder, trying to slow her breathing. Max slapped at her ass, making her lift her head as he lifted her from his lap, tossing her to the side.
She wasn’t sure what his plan was, but she was too turned on to care. Whatever he had in store for her would be worth it.
She winced, feeling Max's hand land harshly on her ass, making her whimper. “What're you—” Slap! Max’s hand landed another harsh slap against her ass, tears forming in her eyes from the pain left behind.
“Just a little discipline. You need to learn not to talk back all the fucking time, not to have such a fucking attitude,” he growled.
He landed another harsh slap to the other side of her ass, the burn she felt from his hands making tears flow quickly down her face.
Max began rubbing at her ass, his large hands kneading at the flesh. She sighed in relief when she thought he was finally done with the spanking, but her mind went blank when she felt him land yet another rough smack.
He pulled her up, sitting her on the hotel bed and wiping his thumb across her cheek. “Stop fucking crying.”
She sniffled, nodding her head and wiping her tears away.
She watched as Max made his way toward John B's room, returning quickly with a condom in hand. She watched in awe as he slid his briefs down his legs, his large cock springing free and slapping against his stomach.
“Stop staring, princess. S’not nice,” she met his eyes, an amused smirk on his face when he saw the look of fear in her eyes. He stroked himself a few times before ripping the foil packet open with his teeth, sliding the condom down his length and stepping toward her. “It'll fit, don't worry. And if it doesn’t, I’ll make it fit.”
She swallowed the lump in her throat, nodding as she watched him fall onto the bed. “Come sit on my cock. Want you to ride me.”
She stood from her spot on the bed so quickly she tripped over her own feet, stumbling forward, hands pressed firmly into Max’s chest. She threw one leg over his waist, straddling him and gripping his cock in one hand. She began grinding her hips over his length, a low groan pulled from him.
“Stop fucking teasing me, I don’t want to have to hurt you again, but I will.”
She nodded her head, reaching behind her and grasping his cock in her hands, stroking him softly and lining him up with her entrance. She pushed the head in slowly, gasping when the thick head pushed into her.
Max groaned. “Fuuuck.”
She fully sank herself onto him, a loud moan falling past her lips. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, resting her head in the crook of his neck as she sat still, trying to adjust to his size.
Max gripped her hips, sliding her up slowly before pushing her back down harshly. Her breath hitched in her throat when the head of his cock hit her g-spot. “Fuck, Max, fuck!”
He landed a slap to her ass, a whimper falling from her lips at the action. “Move, now,” Max demanded, both his hands landing harsh slaps to her ass cheeks again.
She quickly did as he said, bouncing herself up and down his length. The sounds of both their skin slapping together, soft whimpers, and loud moans filled the room.
Max ran his hands from her hips to her ass, gripping at the flesh hard, landing smacks as she continued to bounce herself up and down. “Such a good fucking slut, bouncing yourself on my cock, the cock of the man that fucking hates you.”
She whimpered, Max’s cock pushing into her so deep she could feel it in her stomach. The head of his cock continuously hit at her sweet spot, the band in her belly beginning to tighten, her vision blurred with tears. “Max, I’m gonna cum—fuck! I’m gonna cum!”
She heard Max tsk, his hands making purchase on her hips again as he stopped her movements. “You don’t fucking cum until I say you can, got it? Brats don’t get to cum whenever they fucking want.”
She whined, her hand slithering between the two of them, fingers finding her clit instantly. She began rubbing slow circles around her sensitive bud, trying to chase her orgasm despite Max’s telling her no.
Max’s hand grabbed hers, pulling it from her clit and twisting her arm behind her back. “Are you disobeying me, princess? I would recommend you not do that.”
Max began pounding his hips up into hers, his cock repeatedly hitting her g-spot, a string of curses and moans falling from her lips at his continued abuse to her cunt.
“Such a tight fucking pussy. Who knew the girl I fucking hate would feel so fucking good?” Max groaned, his voice low and raspy.
He began placing sloppy kisses around her neck, his teeth nipping at the skin. She felt his thrusts getting sloppy, letting her know he was close to his orgasm. “Max, can I please cum? Please,” she whined, tears flowing down her face from the pressure she felt between her thighs.
Max sank his teeth into her shoulder, his dick stiffening as he burst into the condom.
“Fuckfuck, go on, cum. Be a good slut and cum all over me.”
His words were all it took to send her flying over the edge, her release bursting from her in body-shaking euphoria.
“Max, shit, feels so fucking good, Max,” she cried out, his hips pounding into her a few more times before he went limp beneath her.
She rested her head on his shoulder, trying to slow her breathing. Max slapped at her ass, making her lift her head as he lifted her from his lap, tossing her to the side.
Max chuckled, standing from the bed and pulling the condom off of himself, tossing it into the trash. “Thanks for that, I’m gonna sleep good now.”
He opened the mini fridge, pulling out a soda and opening it. He took a long sip as he made his way back into the bathroom, grabbing his underwear and sweatpants from the floor and slipping them back on.
“We don’t talk about this, ever. Got it? It was just...hate sex? Someone had to fuck the attitude out of you. This changes nothing, you mean nothing to me, and I still hate you.”
What the hell just happened.
Better Than You (18+) Chapter 3 - Mjf X Fem!Reader
Paring(s): Mjf x Fem!Reader
Waring(s): None I think
Genre(s): Enemies-to-Lovers au
Word Count: 1250
Better Than You Masterlink
The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room and rousing Y/n from her fitful slumber. She blinked groggily, disoriented for a moment as the events of the previous night flooded back to her in a rush of memories.
Beside her, Max stirred, his eyes fluttering open as he yawned and stretched languidly. He glanced over at Y/n, a sleepy smile tugging at his lips. "Morning," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.
His morning voice was so hot Y/n Thought. The roughness in his voice sent a shockwave from her spine and ended right between her legs. She wasn't going to show him the effect he had on her so she met him with an eye roll.
Across the room, Britt and Adam were already up, their voices hushed as they packed their bags for tonight's show. Britt shot Y/n a sympathetic smile as she caught her eye, silently acknowledging the tension that still lingered between her and Max.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Adam teased, his grin playful as he gestured towards Y/n. "Rise and shine, we've got a big show tonight."
Y/n managed a weak smile in response, her nerves still frayed from the events of the previous day. She knew that she had a big week ahead of her. This weekend she has a title defense at AEW's biggest PPV of the year, Double or Nothing. She was facing Nyla Rose. Nyla was a tough opponent, she was larger than Y/n but she was confident going into the weekend.
Adam and Britt were already dressed and ready to go to the gym downstairs. " Well we're going to head downstairs get a little work out in," Britt informed us.
As they left I realized I was alone with Max in a hotel room. "I'm going to take a shower really quick" Y/n stated. "Would you like some company?" Max teased. Y/n just scoffed and went to shower.
The sound of the running water filled the room, drowning out the noise of her racing thoughts. Y/n let the warm spray cascade over her skin, washing away the tension and anxiety that had been building within her since the previous night.
But even as she tried to focus on the simple act of showering, her mind kept wandering back to Max. She couldn't shake the memory of his husky morning voice, the way it had sent a jolt of awareness coursing through her body.
With a frustrated sigh, Y/n forced herself to push aside her thoughts of Max and focus on the task at hand. She hurried through her shower, quickly washing her hair and scrubbing her body before stepping out and wrapping herself in a fluffy towel.
As she emerged from the bathroom, Y/n found Max lounging on the bed, his gaze lingering on her with a knowing glint in his eyes. She felt a surge of irritation rise within her at his blatant stare, but she quickly schooled her features into a mask of indifference.
As Y/n stepped out of the bathroom, the tension in the room seemed to thicken, amplified by the lingering gaze of Max. She couldn't deny the effect his presence had on her, his flirty demeanor and teasing remarks stirring something within her despite her best efforts to remain unaffected.
With a raised eyebrow and a smirk, Max lounged on the bed, his eyes tracing her every move with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. "Enjoy your shower?" he quipped, his tone playful yet suggestive.
Y/n rolled her eyes, feigning nonchalance as she tossed her damp hair back. "It was just a shower, Max," she retorted, trying to brush off his flirtatious remarks.
Max chuckled, his grin widening as he leaned back against the pillows. "Ah, but I'm sure it was a sight to behold," he replied, his voice dripping with innuendo.
Suppressing a blush, Y/n shot him a pointed look, trying to ignore the way her heart raced at his words. "You wish," she muttered, turning away to retrieve her clothes from her bag.
As she made her way back into the bathroom she felt Max's eyes fixated on her like a predator eyeing down it's next meal.
Y/n couldn't shake the sensation of Max's eyes following her every move, his presence like a magnetic pull that drew her in despite her better judgment. She tried to focus on getting dressed, willing herself to ignore the flutter of anticipation that stirred within her.
But as she slipped into her clothes, she couldn't shake the feeling that Max's gaze lingered on her like a physical touch, igniting a fire deep within her core. She cursed under her breath, frustrated by the effect he had on her and the way he seemed to effortlessly get under her skin.
Emerging from the bathroom, Y/n found Max still lounging on the bed, his smirk widening as he caught sight of her. "Took you long enough," he teased, his tone laced with amusement.
Y/n shot him a pointed look, her irritation flaring at his audacity. "Sorry to keep you waiting," she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
As Y/n gathered her belongings, she couldn't shake the tension that lingered in the air between her and Max. The playful banter had done little to alleviate the weight of their unspoken desires, leaving her feeling more conflicted than ever.
With a sigh, Y/n made her way to the door, eager to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the hotel room. She knew they weren't heading to the arena just yet, but the prospect of spending any more time alone with Max was enough to make her skin crawl.
As they stepped out into the hallway, the tension seemed to dissipate slightly, replaced by a more neutral silence. Y/n kept her gaze fixed ahead, refusing to meet Max's eyes for fear of what she might see reflected in them.
But despite her best efforts to maintain her composure, she couldn't shake the feeling of Max's presence beside her, his proximity like a constant reminder of everything she was trying to ignore.
As they made their way downstairs to join Adam and Britt in the gym, Y/n couldn't help but wonder how she was going to make it through the rest of the day without losing her mind. With Max by her side, anything seemed possible—and not necessarily in a good way.
But as they reached the gym and Y/n focused on her workout, the distractions of the day ahead began to fade into the background. She knew she had a job to do, and she was determined to do it to the best of her abilities, regardless of the obstacles in her path.
And as she pushed herself to her limits, the tension between her and Max seemed to fade into the background, replaced by a shared determination to succeed. For now, at least, they were able to put aside their differences and focus on the task at hand.
Better Than You (18+) Chapter 2 - Mjf x Fem!Reader
Paring(s): Mjf x Fem!Reader
Waring(s): None I think
Genre(s): Enemies-to-Lovers au
Word Count: 1197
Better Than You Masterlist
The hotel loomed ahead, its grand façade a stark contrast to the tension brewing inside the car. As they pulled into the parking lot, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of relief mixed with apprehension. The prospect of spending the night under the same roof as Max was daunting, to say the least.
Britt exchanged a knowing glance with Adam as they gathered their belongings, silently acknowledging the volatile atmosphere between Y/n and Max. But despite their unspoken concerns, they soldiered on, determined to make the best of the situation.
With a sigh, Britt took charge, her voice betraying a hint of exhaustion. "Alright, let's get checked in and settled," she said, her tone firm but weary. "We've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow, so let's try to get some rest."
Y/n nodded in agreement, her mind still reeling from the tense car ride. She followed Britt and Adam into the lobby, her steps heavy with fatigue and apprehension.
As they approached the front desk, Y/n couldn't help but steal a glance at Max out of the corner of her eye. He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched her with a mixture of amusement and irritation.
Y/n bristled at his gaze, her jaw clenched tight with frustration. She hated the way he seemed to effortlessly get under her skin, his mere presence a constant reminder of everything she despised.
But despite her best efforts to ignore him, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to Max than met the eye. Beneath his cocky exterior, there was a vulnerability that tugged at her heartstrings, a side of him that she couldn't help but be drawn to, despite her better judgment.
As they checked into their rooms, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of dread at the thought of sharing a bed with Max. She had hoped to avoid him as much as possible, but now it seemed that fate had other plans.
With a resigned sigh, Y/n followed Britt, Adam, and Max to their room, her mind racing with a million different thoughts and emotions. She knew that she couldn't avoid Max forever, but the prospect of spending the night in such close proximity to him was almost too much to bear.
As they entered the room, Y/n took a look around the room analyzing the size of the bed. She exchanged a wary glance with Britt and Adam, silently cursing their luck.
Britt shrugged apologetically, her lips pressed into a thin line. "See its not that bad," she said, her voice tinged with resignation.
Y/n nodded in agreement, her stomach churning with nerves. She eyed the bed warily, knowing that she would have to share it with Max. The thought made her skin crawl, but she knew that she had no other choice.
As they settled into their respective beds, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over her. She could feel Max's eyes on her, his gaze burning into her skin like a branding iron.
She shot him a warning glare, her jaw clenched tight with irritation. "Keep your eyes to yourself," she muttered, her voice low and dangerous.
Max grinned in response, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "What's the fun in that?" he teased, his voice laced with amusement.
Y/n rolled her eyes, her patience wearing thin. She knew that she should ignore him, but his constant flirting was beginning to grate on her nerves.
But despite her best efforts to resist, she couldn't help but feel a spark of something stir inside her—a spark of attraction that she couldn't quite ignore.
As they drifted off to sleep, Y/n couldn't help but wonder what the future held for her and Max. Would they continue to be at each other's throats, or would they finally be able to put aside their differences and find common ground?
Only time would tell, but for now, all Y/n could do was close her eyes and try to forget about the chaos that awaited her on the other side of the bed.
The room fell into silence, broken only by the soft hum of the air conditioning unit and the occasional rustle of sheets as everyone settled in for the night. But despite the apparent tranquility, tension still crackled in the air like static electricity, palpable and suffocating.
Y/n lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, her mind racing a mile a minute. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her insides, the knowledge that she was sharing a bed with Max weighing heavily on her mind.
Beside her, Max shifted restlessly, his presence a constant reminder of her predicament. She could feel his eyes on her, his gaze burning into her skin like a laser beam. It made her skin crawl, sending shivers down her spine despite the warmth of the room.
"Can't sleep?" Max's voice cut through the silence, his tone surprisingly soft.
Y/n tensed at the sound of his voice, her muscles coiling tight with apprehension. She didn't want to engage with him, didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to her.
But despite her best efforts to ignore him, she couldn't help but respond. "None of your business," she muttered, her voice low and guarded.
Max chuckled softly, the sound sending a jolt of awareness coursing through Y/n's veins. "Fair enough," he said, his tone teasing. "But you know, we could make this a lot more fun if you'd just loosen up a little."
Y/n bristled at his words, her jaw clenched tight with irritation. She hated the way he seemed to think that everything was a game, hated the way he treated her like some sort of plaything to be toyed with at his whim.
"I'm not interested," she snapped, her voice sharp and biting.
Max chuckled again, undeterred by her icy tone. "Come on, Y/n," he said, his voice low and persuasive. "We're stuck here together whether we like it or not. We might as well try to make the best of it."
Y/n scoffed at his words, rolling over onto her side so that she was facing away from him. She didn't want to listen to his nonsense, didn't want to entertain the idea that there was anything between them other than mutual animosity.
But despite her best efforts to shut him out, she couldn't help but feel a flicker of something stir inside her—a flicker of curiosity that she couldn't quite extinguish.
As she lay there in the darkness, surrounded by silence and the steady rhythm of Max's breathing, she couldn't help but wonder what the night would bring. Would they continue to clash like two opposing forces, or would they finally find a way to bridge the gap between them and find common ground?
Only time would tell, but for now, all Y/n could do was close her eyes and try to shut out the chaos that threatened to consume her from within.
Better Than You (18+) Chapter 1 - Mjf x Fem!Reader
Paring(s): Mjf x Fem!Reader
Warning(s): Swearing
Genre(s): enemies-to-lovers au
Word Count: 755
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He was the worst. Max was everything that she hated, cocky, selfish, and just downright insufferable, but Y/n was no better. Many people in the locker room would say she has the same qualities as MJF, but she’d beg to differ. Though she was an asshole, and selfish, she still thought she was a good person- well maybe not.
“Y/n, just letting you know Max is going to start traveling with us,” Britt says with an uneasy look.
“WHAT-, Britt you can’t be serious.”. Y/n already spent more than enough time with Max, doing interviews, photoshoots, and press, they were the top stars of AEW. Now she had to spend even more time with him. “Britt this is unfair, this means I’d have to sit next to him in the car AND SHARE A BED WITH HIM?? You are fucking crazy,” Y/n yells. “ Is the maximum ride too tempting for little Y/n?” He teased. Y/n just scoffs, she's taken aback by the boldness this man. She felt her cheeks heat up from the comment, why did he have such a strong effect on her, his stupid comment shouldn’t turn her on. “ You two will be fine. Just put a pillow to divide you. Problem solved.”. Y/n could hardly focus, she was so distracted by Max’s arms. She was doing a terrible job at hiding that she was basically eye fucking his arms.
“Um- earth to Y/n”. She instantly snaps back to reality. “Yeah- what sorry, I'm listening”. Britt was unconvinced that Y/n was listening but she let it go. “Well, you two can get in the car. Adam and I will be out in 5 minutes”. Y/n and Max sit in the car the silence is extremely loud. “ So Y/n how-” Y/n cuts him off “I’d rather not talk to you.” She spits. Max took the hint and stayed quiet.
Britt and Adam start to pack their luggage into the car and finally getting ready to heading to their destination.
As Britt and Adam returned to the car, the tension between Y/n and Max seemed to thicken with their presence. The air inside the vehicle felt charged with unspoken hostility, each occupant acutely aware of the palpable animosity between the two stars.
Britt exchanged a wary glance with Adam as they settled into their seats, silently acknowledging the volatile dynamic unfolding before them. But despite the tension, they remained determined to keep the peace, if only for the sake of the long journey ahead.
With a resigned sigh, Britt broke the uneasy silence, her voice tinged with forced cheerfulness. "Alright, everyone strapped in? Let's get going," she announced, her attempt at levity falling flat in the suffocating atmosphere of the car.
As the engine roared to life and they began their journey, Y/n's thoughts churned with a turbulent mix of resentment and resignation. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach, the knowledge that she was now trapped in close quarters with the one person she despised most in the world.
Max, for his part, seemed content to stew in silence, his usual bravado tempered by the palpable tension in the air. He cast a sidelong glance at Y/n, noting the rigid set of her jaw and the fire burning in her eyes, and wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.
Adam, ever the peacemaker, attempted to diffuse the tension with a feeble attempt at small talk. "So, uh, any plans for when we get to the hotel?" he ventured, his voice strained with forced casualness.
Y/n shot him a grateful look, appreciative of his efforts to break the ice. "Not really," she replied tersely, her tone softening slightly despite herself. "Probably just gonna hit the gym and then crash."
Max nodded in agreement, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Sounds like a plan," he chimed in, his tone surprisingly amiable. "Though I gotta say, I might have to fight you for the treadmill."
Y/n rolled her eyes, a begrudging smile tugging at her lips despite her best efforts to remain aloof. "Bring it on, hotshot," she retorted, a hint of playful challenge in her voice.
And as they settled into an uneasy truce, the miles stretched out before them, each passing moment bringing them closer to their destination—and perhaps, to a deeper understanding of the complexities that bound them together, whether they liked it or not.
Better Than You (18+) - MJF x Fem!Reader
Paring(s): MJF x Fem!Reader
Genre(s): Enemies-to -Lovers au, Slow burn, Fluff, Smut, Angst
Summary: Y/n loved her little trio. For the longest, it's just been Adam, Britt, and herself traveling together, sharing rooms, and doing everything together. Until Adam made a new friend, Maxwell Jacob Friedman. Y/n hated him, he was, cocky, selfish, and just plain out insufferable, but Y/n also had a crush on him. She didn't know how this little crush developed but wasn't unwilling to explore it. Plus Max Didn't feel the same way, right?
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dating 101 (18+) part 24 - cody rhodes x reader
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pairing(s): cody rhodes x fem!reader, roman reigns x fem!reader
warning(s): swearing, slapping, marijuana usage, possessive!cody, unwanted advances
genre(s): college!au, slow burn, fluff, angst
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when cody walked back into his room and shut the door behind him, he didn’t expect ted to already be sitting at his desk facing the door with his hands in his lap. cody stared at him for a moment and silently cursed the world because he had actually wanted to be alone and listen to painfully sad music. “when did you get back?” cody asked instead of jumping head first into his mattress and screaming into his pillow out of frustration.
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run away with me (18+) - mjf songfic oneshot
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pairing(s): mjf x fem!reader
warning(s): swearing, some time skipping, never forget that max is a choir kid, unprotected sex, no beta we die like men, soft!max because he’s so in love
genre(s): fluff, angst, established relationship, very little smut
summary: reader is going across the country for college while max is staying home to pursue his wrestling career. on their last night together alone, reader asks max to sing to her. she reminisces on the entirety of their relationship throughout high school while max wishes that she really would just run away with him.
word count: 9,036
song: run away with me by kait kerrigan and bree lowdermilk as performed by jeremy jordan
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pairing(s): cody rhodes x fem!reader, roman reigns x fem!reader
warning(s): swearing
genre(s): college!au, slow burn, fluff, angst
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“what are we?” was the question that echoed in the room the second it had left y/n’s mouth. it was the late in the afternoon now, and after showering together, buying a plan b, and eating out at a nearby pho restaurant, the two of them went back to cuddling on y/n’s bed. he knew one of them was bound to ask the question sooner or later, considering the fact that the two of them had quite literally scarred each other with their initials, and the last mark cody had cut into her skin had been his first name.
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pairing(s): cody rhodes x fem!reader, roman reigns x fem!reader
warning(s): swearing, knifeplay, blood kink, breeding kink, daddy kink, cody has a filthy mouth, choking, slapping, crying during sex, reader squirts, dom!cody, sub!reader, oral sex (m and f receiving), multiple (forced) orgasms, creampie, possessive!cody, cody has a big dick
genre(s): college!au, slow burn, 5.8k words of pure SMUT
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she hadn’t even been able to open her own door before it was thrown open and she was pulled in. y/n didn’t have enough time to process that she was being pushed back against the door and that cody had taken his karambit from her before she felt the cold metal pressed against her throat. she stared up at the man, her eyes wide and her breath stuck in her throat. she was frozen in place, scared that if she made any movement that the blade would dig into her skin, but god did that thought turn her on even more.
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dating 101 (18+) part 17 - cody rhodes x reader
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pairing(s): cody rhodes x reader, roman reigns x reader
warning(s): swearing, roman’s a goofball, y/n is confused and conflicted
genre(s): college!au, slow burn, fluff, angst
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cody wasn’t a stranger to crushing on someone. he’d had plenty of crushes on girls before, but none of them had ever been close to the severity of what he feels for y/n. with the others, cody had quickly gotten over his feelings after he managed to sleep with them, or whenever he’d find someone that was hotter that caught his interest. with y/n, cody had actively searched for anyone that he thought was hotter than y/n only to come to the realization that there was no one else that could even compare to y/n’s entire being.
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