Phynix’s face lit up. “My dad? He lives in Texas like Nana & Pop-pop?” She asked. “You should ask him.” Orion smiled, nudging Joe. “He's hiding from me.” Phynix pouted. “He's shy and maybe he needs some of the bread you made.” Orion smiled. “It's not ready yet. Nana said 10 minutes longer. What's his name?” She asked. “His name is Joseph.” Orion shrugged, scooping her daughter up into her arms. “What kind of name is that? Is it an American name?” Phynix asked. “It's Hebrew, like from the Bible. Joe, say hi.” Orion laughed. “Is he cute?” Phynix asked. “Not really.” Orion giggled, causing Joe to drop his hands. “Whatchu talking about? I'm super cute!” he grumbled.
“Roman Reigns is my dad? This is the boy you kissed to make me? Wow! I have the coolest parents!” She smiled, almost jumping into Joe's arms. “Hi Munchkin. I heard you were looking for me.” He smiled. “Where were you?! Mama's all by herself.” Phynix asked. “I was looking for you too.” Joe smiled, noticing the tears in Orion’s eyes. “I have to go tell my Nana.” Phynix smiled, wiggling out of his arms before running off. “Nana! I have a dad! And he’s here!”
“I think that went well, don't you?” Joe laughed, pulling Orion into his arms. “I'm so sorry Joe. You must think I'm a terrible person.” She cried softly. “I don't. I was the terrible person, baby. We talked about this. We're in the here and now. We go from here. I've got you and I've got her. You're stuck with me now!” He smiled, kissing her forehead and wiping her tears with his fingers. “Thank you.” Orion sighed. “I wanted to leave my girlfriend to marry you! I could never hate you. I know I won a belt and therefore got a fat ass raise but meeting my daughter is so much better.” Joe smiled as Phynix came back around the corner with Orion’s mom. “Nana, this is my daddy. His name is Josup? Roman Reigns.” She giggled.
“Nice to finally meet you.” Candice smiled as she shook Joe's hand. “Nice to meet you too, Mrs. James. I finally see where Orion gets her otherworldly beauty from. Y’all are so pretty.” Joe smiled, Orion rolled her eyes. Candice blushed. “Nana, my parents are so cool!” Phynix giggled. “They are pretty cool. I'll let you all have some time together. Welcome to the family, Joe.” Candice smiled as she went to get showered and dressed for the day. “Let me guess…a conversation will be had later?” Joe asked. “Yep.” Orion nodded. “Can you come back to Japan with us?” Phynix asked. “Only if your Mom says it's ok, I'll come visit.” Joe smiled, scooping her up into his arms. “Mama, can he come to Japan to visit us? Please?!” Phynix begged. They both looked at her with the puppy eyes. “Don’t encourage her, Joe.” Orion laughed. “I've never been to Japan. Could be fun, right Munchkin?” Joe teased. “So very fun. We can walk to 7-Eleven to get tea and Mama can make us fried onigiri and stuffed bao buns for lunch! Mama, please?” Phynix smiled. “The adults will have to discuss it later. Right, Champ?” Orion nodded, Joe nodded in agreement.
“I saw your lightsaber video. You are quite skilled, Young Padawan.” Joe smiled as they sat at the kitchen table eating blueberry focaccia. “My Mommy taught me. She can teach you too so we can play Jedis.” Phynix smiled. “He's a Sith. We don't play with Siths.” Orion grumbled. “But he kissed you and made me. What does that make me?” Phynix asked, a slight hint of worry in her voice. “That makes you The Chosen One.” Joe smiled, falling right into alignment with the little nerd he helped create. “He’s right. Phy, hang out with Dad while I get ready for the show, yeah?” Orion asked. “Of course, Mommy. But you look so very pretty already. Doesn’t she, Daddy?” Phynix asked. “Your Mama is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” Joe smiled, Orion rolled her eyes.
Orion was putting the final touches on her hair when Candice eased into her bathroom. “So…he looks better the closer you get and he’s fine from far away! And he loves Munchkin real bad! They’re down on the couch knocked out looking like twins.” Candice beamed, showing Orion the photo she snapped of them curled up together. Joe had gotten cozy and kicked his shoes off and found a blanket for them. “My heart is so full right now. Please send me that.” Orion smiled. “Obviously breakfast went well. I’d ask if he wrapped it up but I see the wedding ring on his finger. How’s wifey going to react?” Candice asked. “His divorce was finalized a couple weeks ago. He still wears the ring for show. Or so the hoes leave him alone which we all know don’t no ring stop no determined ho!” Orion laughed. “So…not yet? Got it. Well, let me know if we need to put Phy to bed so Mommy can go for a night ride on a Samoan Stallion.” Candice teased. “Ma! I won’t be doing that anytime soon. He’s here for Phynix.” Orion laughed. “The way he was holding you and wiping your tears…he’s here for you too. Just an…observation. Not gonna lie, very attractive couple. I’d love more cute ass grandbabies to spoil.” Candice teased as she watched Orion layer her perfume before putting her jewelry on. “Did we bring the Rolex?” Candice asked. “I didn't. I've been obsessed with this Hublot Big Bang. It's a men's watch but I just had the jeweler shorten the strap a bit. I’ve got a few of them.” Orion smiled as she pulled up her sleeve to reveal the luxury watch. “Baby girl…this looks expensive. Shorten the strap? That's such a boss move. I raised such a baddie.” Candice laughed as she looked over Orion’s final look. She gave her the thumbs up.
Joe woke up on the couch with this perfect little angel clinging to him. She reminded him of her mother when she slept. Orion’s perfume slowly entered the room before she did. “Ri, come sit with me.” he whispered, patting the spot on the couch next to him. “Damn girl, you look good.” he smiled. “Thank you. Stepping out with Big Uce…gotta look my best.” Orion laughed. “Now, I look like shit by comparison.” Joe laughed. “Bull…less is more with you.” Orion smiled. “Let me check out this baller ass watch. Hublot, right?” he laughed. “Yes. You into watches now?” she asked. “Yeah. I was hoping that you brought that Jacob joint out.” he laughed. “That’s in the safe back at the house. Come visit and I might let you wear it once.” she laughed. “Nicest watch I own is this Rolex. Trying to get my weight up like you.” he teased. “Oh…you think I bought this? It was a gift.” she smiled. “What did you have to do for this Hublot?” he asked. “Attend an award show with a Saudi Billionaire. No sex, no kissing. Get dressed up and attend an event. He gifted me a whole set of Big Bangs before his wife divorced him and took half. Light blue, royal blue, pink, a rainbow one. This purple one is my favorite. That was an interesting time in my life.” Orion laughed. “I get it. You are quite charming. If I had limitless money, I’d buy you shit too.” He laughed. “Roman Reigns could never have that amount of sauce. But it’s cute that he tries.” she laughed. “Munchkin told me that we kissed and made her.” Joe asked. “Yeah. I told her that when a man and woman love each other and they kiss…babies are made up until they hit a certain age. She’s 6…way too early for the birds & bees talk. Having said that…this one asks a shit ton of questions.” Orion sighed as she ran her fingers through her daughter's curls. “She started grilling me as soon as you walked away. She’s like her mother in so many ways.” Joe smiled. “She’s also like her father.”
“I don’t see how you do it. She asks soo many questions.” Joe laughed softly as they rode down to the first floor on the elevator. “She’s very smart. You know kids don’t have a filter. I imagine that your son also went through an inquisitive phase. Most kids do.” Orion asked. “Fuck yeah! But it was mostly about what I did for work.” Joe laughed. “Well, she’s well versed on wrestling. She has noticed the differences. She asked why didn’t the girls fight the boys in “Double Double E”. And she asked why you didn’t set Brock on fire, or body slam him into a pile of broken glass.” Orion laughed. “Ohh…we don’t do that here.” Joe laughed. “I know. I wanted to tell her that y’all are pussy but I just told her that her Mama is built different.” Orion laughed as they brushed past security and into the inner bowels of the stadium. “Yeah, ain’t many out here built like you.” Joe growled softly. “Chill out, Uce.” Orion giggled. “I mean…you got a different dog in you than most. The way you've been all over the world grinding, it's admirable that you didn't let me kill your dream. I've been put through a table but it was never on fire. And I've never had a match with a woman.” Joe shrugged.
“Anytime you've got a gap in your contract, we can go down to Mexico City and get you in a luchador mask. We always had great ring chemistry.” Orion smiled. “We have great other chemistry too.” He teased. “Keep it in your pants, Big Chief.” Orion laughed as she spotted The Twins headed their way. “Well, well…if it ain’t The Bullet Club Baddie herself?” Jon teased. “Bloodline run shit round these parts, Mami. Ain’t no Bullet Club here.” Josh added. “U sure about that? Balor's here. Styles is here. Gallows & Anderson are here. And there's PLENTY of people here who don't rock with y’all but would rock with us.” Orion laughed. “It's good to see you, Ri.” Jon smiled, pulling her into a hug. “Likewise, Jon.” Orion smiled, rolling her eyes at Josh. “Girl! Bring it in.” Josh groaned, pulling Orion into a hug. “I'll let y'all handle family business. Good luck tonight.” Orion smiled as she walked away. They both saw Joe's eyes follow her.
“Aww shit, he got the lovestruck puppy dog shit going on.” Jon teased. “It's not like that….ok it's kinda like that. Got the belts, now I gotta get the girl.” Joe laughed. “You sure about that?” Jon asked. “I think I can. We had breakfast and talked about a lot. Then I went to her place and spent some time with Phynix. She wants me to come visit them in Japan. Oh…and Ri kissed me.” Joe smiled.
“Sensei!” Orion squealed as she ran up to her mentor, Kana aka Asuka. “Orion!” the woman smiled as they hugged. A few seconds passed before Iyo Sky & Kairi Sane joined the ball of chaos. They all wanted to know if she was signing with the company or staying in New Japan. They all wanted to see pictures of Phynix, she had grown so much since they were all together last. “I see you have important eyes on you, Orion-san.” Kairi teased as she noticed Roman watching her from afar. “Phynix’s father.” she shrugged. “Ohhhhh.” they all said in unison before laughing. Orion FaceTimed her Mom so Phy’s Japanese wrestling aunties could say hi. “Will we be seeing you?” Iyo asked. “Perhaps. I will keep you in the loop.” Orion smiled as she hugged them and walked back to where Joe was.
“Kareshi? Totemo yoi!” Asuka laughed before walking off to finish her makeup. Orion threw her hands up and laughed.
“I feel like that was about me.” Joe laughed. “Kinda. She said that we look good together. Which we do. A few more stops and I'll be heading back upstairs. I know the way if you don't want to stay. I know you're itching to get back to her.” Orion teased. “I can't help it. She's so fuckin cute!” Joe sighed. “It's very hard to leave her. She's got the biggest passport book for a 6 year old.” Orion laughed. “She’s got the best Mama. She absolutely adores you. When she grows up, she wants to be brave & strong just like you.” Joe smiled. “I'm only brave & strong because of her.” Orion smiled. Joe watched from the shadows as Orion walked around backstage. If they had worked outside the company, she probably had worked with them.
“You are prom queen popular.” Joe teased as they waited for the elevator. “Sometimes you build a family along the way.” Orion shrugged. “True, true. And here we are…family.” Joe smiled, his arm around her shoulders. “Mmm hmm. You caught me slipping.” Orion laughed. “I don't miss when I shoot from the heart…yeah…let's go with that.” He laughed as they stepped into the elevator. “Shoot from the heart? Be so for real. You talked about wanting a bunch of kids all the time.” She laughed as the doors closed behind them. “Any chance I get lucky tonight? We’re behind.” Joe growled softly against her ear. “I'm supposed to see you being all fatherly to our daughter and drop my panties for you?” Orion smiled. “I mean…only if you want to. I want you to fuck on me because you want to…it'll be better that way.” Joe smiled. “Is that your endgame? To get me to fuck you?” Orion winked, pulling him to her by his belt. “I'm here for whatever you need. Want me to keep Munchkin while Mommy has a much needed spa weekend? I'm there! She needs help with her math homework? I studied engineering at Tech. I'm pretty decent at math. Bedtime stories? I'm only a phone call away and I do voices.” Joe smiled. “Good to know that you're still so…accommodating. A girl never knows what she needs until it's all she can think about. I'll let you know when I get there.” Orion smiled darkly as the elevator reached their floor. Joe's hand smacked her ass the moment she turned to walk away. “Careful there, Champ. This ain't the Orion Wolff you knew…and I very vividly remember being too much for you to handle back then.” She laughed as she reached for her security pass. “Don’t worry baby, what I got in my pants will still satisfy you.” Joe teased, tapping her card against the keypad.
“Daddy! You had my mommy gone for so long! I missed her.” Phynix groaned as she hugged Orion’s hip like she always did. “I’m sorry Munchkin. Ya mama’s got a lot of friends down there that wanted to say hi to her. And each and every one asked about you!” Joe smiled as he scooped Phynix up into his arms. “Did she have fun?” the little girl asked. “I dunno. Mama, did you have fun with your friends?” Joe laughed. “I did. Munchkin, did you have a snack?” Orion asked. “No ma’am, I was waiting to have a snack with Daddy. What’s your favorite snack?” Phynix asked, pointing to the spread of food. “Mommy tells me that your favorites are Carne Asada fries and brisket. Those are big foods for such a little Munchkin.” Joe sighed. “But they’re so good!” Phynix laughed. Orion made sure that there was sliced brisket for her princess.
“Stop flirting with that man.” Candice mumbled to her daughter. “What if he’s flirting with me?! Which he is by the way. I’m being my normal, charming self.” Orion laughed as her mother handed her a drink. “He is applying pressure that I was not expecting. Nothing I can’t handle but…let Big Mama live, baby. He is not like the others.” she laughed. “You are your father’s child. You have his swagger. There's this magnetism that you both have. Baby girl, the way these men have always broken their necks to breathe the same air as you, I'm surprised that it hasn't gone to your head too much.” Candice laughed as she watched her husband of 40 years walking over to Joe and Phynix.
“Munch, can I steal your Dad for a bit?” Darryl asked. “Uh oh, Daddy. You’re in trouble. Good luck.” Phynix giggled, her focus returning to her brisket slider. Joe stepped away from the table and over to the bar. “Listen, sir I” “You plan on sticking around? None of this in and out shit that men like to do nowadays.” Darryl spoke. “Yes, sir. I’m not the same man I was 6 years ago. I would’ve been around had I known about her.” Joe explained. “Kid, I'm not gonna black bag ya, those days are behind me. Munchkin likes you. Believe it or not, I like you. And don't think I haven't seen you flirting with my daughter. You got a better chance with her than most. Shoot your shot if you gonna shoot it. Be forewarned…they're both very spoiled. But I've seen how you live…you can afford them, Champ.” Darryl teased. “I'm here for whatever they need, Sir. I mean that.” Joe spoke, still a little nervous. All he knew was that Darryl James Sr. was retired Army Special Forces. Orion only said that he dabbled in military intelligence, but it went deeper than that…Joe just had a feeling.
Darryl’s eyes met Candice's from across the room, she nodded and smiled. “Aww ma, don't tag team the man!” Orion groaned. “You’re not the boss of me! I wanna talk to him too. I'm a lot less scary than your father. Hell, I'm a lot less scary than you!” Candice smiled before she walked off to join her husband. “That's a damn lie.” Orion grumbled. Candice was the parent who drove angry from Austin to San Antonio with pictures of a newborn Phynix to confront Joe at a house show but he was sick and stayed home. Orion would never let her forget that.
“Mrs. James…hello again.” Joe spoke nervously. “Please, call me Candice. Munchkin has taken to you quickly. That’s good.” Candice smiled. “Yeah, she's adorable.” Joe smiled. His smile fading when he noticed her father slipping away from the conversation. “That she is. Joe, I'd like to tell you about how you almost found out about her when she was a week old.” Candice smiled before she went into great detail about how she had driven to San Antonio with pictures and waited outside the talent entrance at the arena where her cousin worked security. “Oh wow. That would've been…the shock of a lifetime. She's so…amazing.” Joe smiled. Candice knew by his tone that he was talking about Orion, Joe's eyes watching her dancing with their daughter to The Usos theme song.
“Word of advice. Win over lobita, win over la loba. Might be a helluva lot harder than uniting those belts was. Good luck, we'll be watching.” Candice smiled as she patted his arm and walked away.
Here is where you can find all my Lewis stories. The one shots are on the Oneshot Masterlist.
Everything is 18+ | All Characters are Black Women
Haze: This is a Roman Reigns crossover. Haze pushed Roman into his destiny, and he left her behind. He left her a shattered woman, but you can't keep a bad b*tch down for long. After three years, their paths cross once more. New career, new man, new woman. There are currently 8 parts.
Longing: Lewis takes a trip to Rio and his life changes forever. 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20.1 | 20.2 (The End)
A/N: I'm gonna miss these two. Shout out to my bestie for the fire renders of them in their wedding gear. Thank you all so much for reading 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾
Finale: Part 1
Maranello, Italy
Lewis’s eyes found Kamiya lurking behind the camera. Her larger than life curls had been tamed into a sleek & elegant bun with dazzling gold hairpins pinning her bangs back. “Look this way, my love.” Kamiya spoke, her hand leading his eyes to where she wanted. She winked and he smiled slightly, perfectly. “Thank you Lewis. Ms. Dawkins, please step in front of the f40.” The photographer spoke in his thick Italian accent. “No, this is his moment.” Kamiya smiled. “You are part of the Ferrari family too.” The man smiled. Lewis grabbed Kamiya’s hand and pulled her close to him. “Why not let everyone see how stunning you look, Mrs. Hamilton?” Lewis growled playfully against her ear.
His wedding ring casually graced his left ring finger. He had been wearing it on his right ring finger since that rainy day in New York where he said yes to forever with her. Only their families and their closest friends knew, the rest of the world would find out a whole year later. Lewis wrapped his arm around her waist, his free hand holding hers against the crisp black lapel of his suit. A soft smile tugged at his lips as his forehead rested against hers. “Aww, bellisima! Grazie.” The photographer beamed as he snapped a few shots. They had been photographed together enough to know exactly when to move. “Lady Hamilton, this dress fits you like a glove. I may have to have words with your tailor because…wow.” Lewis smiled. “So this is your dream car, huh? Is this the one they used in Miami Vice?” She smiled. “No, my love. It was a Ferrari but that was a Testarossa. Great eye.” Lewis smiled, breaking protocol to kiss her lips. The blast of shutter clicks was immediate. “I'm gonna go so you can finish your photoshoot.” Kamiya smiled as she pulled away and left the frame.
Kamiya found herself walking around in the garden filled with every beautiful red flower they could find to grow in this part of Italy. “You should be wearing red too, you'd blend right in with the beauty of the space.” An accented voice laughed. “Flattery won't get you anywhere with me, Fred.” Kamiya laughed as the Team Principal Fred Vasseur approached her. “It was worth a try. Is he still off taking pictures?” The man asked. “Yes, 15 minutes has turned into 35.” She laughed. “He'll catch up.” Fred smiled as he hooked his arm in Kamiya’s and walked with her to the private reception area where a welcome lunch was being prepared.
Budapest, Hungary
August 2025
“Can we please just get the fuck out of here?” Kamiya grumbled. “I have to do 2 days at Maranello before I can focus fully on the wedding.” Lewis sighed as he slumped down into the backseat of the maroon Purosangue they were riding in. Lewis’s first season at Ferrari was anything but smooth. He hated the car, Kamiya hated the talk that he had lost it and needed to retire. “I hate that place. It’s stealing the joy from your eyes and I don’t like that.” she grumbled, his head resting on her shoulder. “I miss him so much.” Lewis sighed, his fingertips circling the tattooed pawprint on Kamiya’s wrist with the words “Roscoe Forever” around it. “I do too, our sweet baby.” she sighed sadly. “Pele misses him too.” Lewis sighed, just wanting to get home to their other fur son. “He’s started laying on me…anytime I’m on the couch.” Lewis grumbled. “He’s soothing you. He did it whenever I got injured. He did it when I lost the baby. And when we broke up. When I sat and watched the team take the pitch without me for the first time in years. He’s an empathic dog.” Kamiya laughed. “I know the plan was to have them both at the altar with us. Then when we lost Roscoe, we changed our minds. But I think I’d like to see Pele walking with you. He’s such a huge part of our story.” Lewis sighed. “I think he should walk down the aisle before me. We’ll figure something out. Rest your eyes, my love.” Kamiya sighed as they completed the ride to the airport.
Lake Como, Italy
“Do you think Toto and Susie are coming?” Kamiya asked as they sat together overlooking the lake. “Yes, Toto said that they wouldn't miss it. They may fly in that morning, along with George and Carmen and maybe Bono and his wife.” Lewis smiled as he sipped his mint tea. “I miss them. I mean…don't get me wrong, I love Fred but Mercedes is family. I know you invited Ricky but I want to drown him in the fuckin’ lake! Don't even get me started on Charles. I don't know if I like him yet.” Kamiya grumbled. “Charles isn't that bad. A little pretentious but he’s the Ferrari Golden Boy, I kinda get it. I was that but in a Mercedes when we met.” Lewis laughed. “You would know better than I would. I dunno, I feel out of place with the other WAGs.” Kamiya shrugged. “You’re different…special. I don’t want to say better but…superior in every way imaginable. You aren’t seeking the spotlight or trying to be any type of influencer like the rest of them. You’re just…Kam.” he smiled, planting a kiss on her hand. “I got my notoriety out of the mud on my own. My man never helped me achieve anything in my field. I'm self made.” Kamiya laughed. “Damn right!” He smiled. “How shall we spend our anniversary before we get bombarded with wedding stuff?” she asked, their first guests: Bruno & Veronica due to arrive in the evening. “Well…we did just eat this massive breakfast and we have custom clothing to fit into in a few days.” he hinted. “So…horizontal cardio? We need to walk around a bit first.” Kamiya smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him away from the balcony. The walk around where their wedding would be taking place in a few days ended faster than Kamiya planned.
“We can just walk back to the room, mi amor.” Lewis growled, his lips kissing her hand. “I can't wait for you to see this addition to the ring. It's so sick babe.” Lewis smiled. “I'm excited. And I can't wait until all this is over. Pretending like we aren't already married has been exhausting.” Kamiya sighed. “I know. I want to shout it from the mountaintops!” Lewis groaned. Kamiya tapped her keycard to take them back into their suite. “And in a few days…you can go to the top of the Dolomites and proclaim your love for me.” she laughed. “As you wish, my Queen. Ooh, let’s have a movie day. We can order some snacks to the room, maybe some pineapple…I need you…sweeter than you already are.” he growled, his lips kissing hers as they fell into the plush couch.
“Why are you still so insatiable?” Kamiya growled as his hands smoothed across her skin under her top. “I've tried many drugs but you’re my favorite.” Lewis growled, his lips finding the special spot on her neck that made her shiver. “I'm your favorite drug? You already have me, love. No need to keep sweet talking me.” Kamiya giggled as her hands held him close. “I'll always sweet talk you. And I'll always flirt with you.” he smiled, his fingertips brushing across her nipples until she moaned out. “Take your clothes off.” he commanded softly. Kamiya obliged and removed her clothes and laid back on the couch.
“Damn, you're beautiful. And all mine.” Lewis growled before he removed all of his clothing too. His thick length rested between his thighs as he took a hardened nipple into his mouth. He sucked softly until a whimper fell from her lips. “Think they'll charge us extra to clean the couch?” He laughed as he repeated the ritual on her other nipple. “I'm sure of it. Fuckkk. That feels incredible, baby.” Kamiya moaned as she felt an orgasm churning to life in her belly. “Your husband knows what you like.” Lewis smiled as he pushed her thighs apart. Kamiya’s eyes rolled back as he pushed into her slowly until their hips met. Her bottom lip tugged between her teeth. “I love you.” She breathed as her body settled around him. “I know, love. I know.” He breathed as his hips started to roll against hers.
Kamiya shifted her hips, allowing him to slide in a bit deeper. His eyes watched her slowly come undone. She reached up and pulled the neat bun from his fresh twists, she adored when he wasn't so polished and refined. “There’s my baby. So pretty.” She smiled until his thick tip slammed into her deepest spot. Kamiya’s mouth dropped open in a mix of shock and pure ecstasy, her eyes rolled back. “Eyes on me, darling. You're almost there.” Lewis growled, his own ending rising to the surface. The echoes of their bodies colliding rolled around the suite as seconds of bliss felt like hours. 90 minutes or 305 kilometers flew by but their time together moved slowly yet never seemed like enough.
Kamiya pulled his lips to hers, kissing him hungrily. “My wife is pure perfection.” Lewis smiled as his big ending erupted from him. “Sweet talking me while stuffing me like a Twinkie? Sir Lewis, what are you up to?” she giggled as her orgasm tingled in her core. “Feeding your praise kink, my love. You deserve to be worshipped just like this.” He moaned out, his hips finding a new rhythm. It was perfect and seconds passed before her body began to grip around him. “Give it to me…please.” he whimpered as he got lost in the experience of her body. Kamiya’s body vibrated as her orgasm consumed her. His name rolling from her lips pulled Lewis further into his happy place. Lewis kept stroking her through her aftershocks until her hands pushed at his hips. “Don’t run from me.” he cooed, his thumb brushing softly across her clit until she started to squirt. “My favorite part.” he laughed, kissing her lips as she came down. “I can't believe that we've been married for almost a year.”
“When we said ‘I do’ a year ago,” Kamiya spoke, a chorus of surprised gasps rolling across the garden. “I never realized how organic it would feel. We've accomplished so much on our own but taking on the world as husband and wife has been my favorite part. It hasn't always been roses but the thorns are something we've always tackled together and you know I love a good tackle.” The crowd laughed, Lewis smiled. “Not that I needed you to complete me but I'm glad that our paths crossed on the beach. I love you until the end of time.” Kamiya smiled, tears in her eyes.
“Let me start by saying, God Bless Texas.” Lewis winked, Kamiya laughed. “Kamiya, I knew from the moment we met that you were my forever. I'm the best version of myself when I'm with you. I hope that I continue to be worthy of you, darling. One year down, forever to go. Obviously, my lovely wife has a way better way with words than I do, but you all get the point. Happy Anniversary Kamiya. I love you.” Lewis smiled. “I now pronounce you…man kiss your wife!”
“Pele, you have to stay on shore, buddy.” Lewis smiled as the photographer snapped pictures. The dog pouted up at Kamiya. “Who’s my handsome boy?!” She giggled to the excited Rottweiler as he scampered around her dress. At Lewis’s request, the photographer got some great shots of Kamiya and her loyal companion. Lewis wanted to make sure that she had as many printed memories of Pele that he had of Roscoe. “Go see Dad. He's got treats for you. I'll be back. Be good.” She commanded. The dog nodded and walked off in a bowtie that matched Lewis’s jacket. “You ready to be on the cover of Vogue, my love?” Lewis smiled as he helped Kamiya down into the boat.
“I'm nervous. It's not often that I share the spotlight with an actual model.” She teased. “You've been on the cover of The Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue! I bought every copy I could find! I also love your Women's Health spreads too. I'm actually a huge fan of your work.” Lewis smiled as they settled onto the seat. “No, you are an obsessed fan. You have it framed and autographed in every home you own! You have the pullout poster framed as art in your master bathroom.” Kamiya teased as the luxury boat pulled away from the dock. “You have an autographed picture in our bedroom in Texas!” Lewis laughed. “That’s different! I took the picture, developed and printed it myself! And…Theee Lewis Hamilton in a cowboy hat, shirtless on a horse in Texas? I was living the dream. I am living the dream…with my dream guy.” Kamiya smiled.
“Kamiya, look this way.” The photographer spoke. As she looked at the camera, Lewis looked at her, his eyes filled with adoration. “You're divine, a vision. My angel. My dream. The things I'll do to you once I get you alone.” Lewis growled, his face tucked perfectly into her neck. “That’s it. The perfect shot.”
I feel like people have this misconception that friends always agree with you. This is incorrect; A true friend will disagree with you, and even call you out on your bullshit, and still be your friend.
° A/N: Thanks to all of you who voted! Finn has won, so here's a preview of the oneshot. Let me know what you think so far. If you also wanna be tagged, lmk. This is just a rough draft, I promise you it's not going to look like this when it's released 😭
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° Pairing(s): Roman Reigns (bf) x Fem! Reader
Finn Balor (ex!) x Fem! Reader
° Warnings 🔞: Fluff, Angst, Swearing, Obsessive Ex! Finn, Stalking, Past Relationship Trauma, insecurities, being in the dark. Reader has social anxiety.
You and Roman entered the arena, arms linked together walking inside. All eyes were on the both of you as everyone scurried and cleared the hallway, letting you both through.
Peers, friends, staff, higher-ups, officials, the haters and admirers all looked at you and your new beau as you walked past them focusing on what is ahead of you. A new power couple on the rise and not to be messed with.
Roman smirked, taking off his shades with his free hand and folding them into the v-neck of his shirt while his other hand was linked with yours. He was taking pride in the attention you were both getting. You on the other hand weren't fond of it; Roman sensed it as he felt you shaking. He squeezed your bicep, gently to comfort you and you instantly calmed down to his touch.
You looked over at him, already seeing him looking at you, and giving you a comforting smile. You shyly returned the smile. You couldn't believe you were officially dating the Top Star of the company, The Tribal Chief. You both reached the locker rooms and had to go your separate ways. You unwind your arm from his with hesitation, not ready to let him go.
He turned to face you, his tall height towering over you as he leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead.
"I had a great time yesterday, babygirl" he said in his deep voice. Referring to the intimate date you both had.
You felt your cheeks warm up in shyness.
"Me too. Thank you for yesterday" you grinned.
"Pleasure is mine, are you sure you don't want to get ready in my locker room? It's much bigger and what's mine's is yours now." he asked raising a brow.
"I'll be okay Roman, thank you. I appreciate you."
He nodded, "okay, well if you need anything I'm always a call away and if anyone bothers you just let me know, I'll send Jimmy & Jey over, okay?"
"Okay."
"Take care, go break a leg out there against Becky babygirl. You got this" he smirked, kissing your cheek making them heat up again.
"Thank you babe" you smiled.
"And then after this show, I'm taking you out somewhere nice."
"Really? Aren't you going to be tired RoRo? You have a long day today."
"Never tired to treat what's mine" he responded.
You smiled, you definitely weren't used to this kind of treatment. Roman is a gentleman and you couldn't wait to progress your relationship with him. You felt on top of the world.
Your thoughts were cut off as you were startled hearing The Usos, yelling out for him. Their loud asses, the next thing was dealing with them.
Roman rolled his eyes, before looking at you again.
"I'm going to take care of them first, see you later baby girl" he said leaning in to kiss your cheek.
You giggled and felt comfort, feeling his soft lips on your skin and the affection from your man.
"Bye Roman" you whispered.
He smiled at you before turning around to leave. As soon as he was out of sight, you squealed as you went into the women's locker room. You hated that you didn't have many words to say to him cause you didn't want to look stupid in front of a man that hot. I mean yesterday you were fully yourself and now? It's back to square one. You're wondering if it's cause you're at work. You don't even know how he even had interest in a girl like you. But anyway, you're just glad he's yours now.
You walked in and saw that no one was there, empty room...strange. You went over to put your belongings into your designated cubby when all of a sudden the lights went out, making you gasp.
You were not a fan of being in the dark. Your anxiety started to kick in as you rummaged quickly through your pockets for your phone, you took it out and turned on your flashlight, scanning the empty dark room with it. Nobody was there.
"Hello" you called out.
"Is anyone in here?" your voice bouncing off the walls of the soulless room.
Silence. You could only hear your breathing getting heavier and your teeth chattering from the fear of being in the dark alone. Just then, you heard a voice which brought back the horror of everything in your past.
"Ello' Lass, did you miss me?" that thick Irish accent ringing through your ears.
