Summary: “Heart on your sleeve like you've never been loved,” After being in an abusive relationship Imani decided to close herself off until she gets drafted over to the Raw Brand bumping into her best friend Jimmy as she started to catch feelings for him, but will her heart let her fall for him?
Jimmy Uso x Imani Blackwood
AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.
smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.
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FLASHBACK 4
Imani was busy training on the ropes, practicing new moves in preparation for her upcoming match in ROW. As she sprinted back and forth, she noticed Zilla entering the gym, a look of concern etched on her face. This sight made Imani pause her training, sensing that something was troubling her friend.
She noticed him reaching into his gym bag, and for a brief moment, it looked like he was pulling out a gun, sending a wave of fear through her. She called out his name, and he immediately froze in place.
"Zilla what's wrong?" Imani asked.
"It's Jordan for some reason he got people down here tryna get you I'm not going to let that happen," He said as she nodded her head.
Why is he acting this way? What could possibly be his reasoning? Is it really just because she chose not to return to him? After all, he was the one who manipulated and controlled her, particularly when she sought to pursue her dreams without him in the way.
Imani stepped out of the ring, her heart racing as she grabbed her phone. The messages from Jordan were alarming, filled with threats about how he would destroy her life if she didn't return to him.
J💔: Imani you got me fuck up yo' I will make sure your life is miserable if you don't come back home
J💔: I got my people up there at yo' job to get you back since you wanna keep playing with me and if you even think about finding a new nigga he'll be dead too
J💔: so stop playing and come home now I miss you and I miss us
Imani was taken aback by the messages she was reading from him, scoffing at his apparent confidence.
IMESSAGE 💬
Mani💫: fuck you Jordan I will never come back to you, you don't miss me nor our relationship you just miss having control over me
J💔: stop being fucking stupid Mani them Samoan niggas won't save you
Mani💫: I'm family so they will save me regardless of the matter because you wanna be stupid so how about you leave me tf alone J
J💔: bitch I will fucking kill you goofy ass over any nigga don't matter who, but aight you just wait
Imani noticed Zilla entering the building, and their eyes met. She could see his gaze soften when he noticed the tears in her eyes. He quickly approached her and wrapped her in a warm, comforting hug.
"Hey, hey, everything is going to be okay Mani aight?" He reassured her.
"My people will protect you, you're family,"
Imani gazed up at him as she gave him a smile while continuing to hug each other.
IMANI
It's been a few weeks since I last spoke to or saw Jimmy. Our last interaction left a strong impression on me; he had me feeling completely overwhelmed, and it seemed like everything around us was affected by that moment. He reached out with a few texts and calls, but I found myself putting my phone on do not disturb, choosing to ignore them for now.
It's surprising to see how much energy he has during intimacy. I didn't dwell on it much as I distanced myself from him and the situation we were in, feeling that it was fundamentally wrong. I kept it all to myself, not even confiding in his brother, knowing how he tends to react.
As I prepared for my match against Liv tonight, I couldn't help but feel the intensity of our ongoing rivalry. Standing in front of the mirror, I took a moment to admire my outfit, ensuring everything was just right for the competition ahead.
As I approached the door, I could hear a knock echoing through the room. When I opened it, I was greeted by Jey, dressed in his signature yeet outfit, with his glasses perched playfully on the back of his head.
As I closed the door, I noticed him standing there with his hands on his hips, and we shared a hug. It felt like I might be in a bit of trouble.
"What's up Joshua?" I asked him.
"Why haven't you been texting or calling Jimmy back Mani?"
Jimmy has already informed his brother about this situation, and now I feel trapped. With Jey aware of what's been going on between Jimmy and me, there's no escaping it. I let out a deep sigh and leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms.
"I really feel lost about what he expects from me, Josh. I expressed to him how inappropriate this situation is, but he just ignored my concerns. I understand he's not satisfied with Trinity, but that doesn't give me the right to interfere in their relationship. That's just not who I am."
"I understand that, but why are you runnin from him?"
"I mentioned this during our family outing, Joshua. I'm trying to safeguard my heart, and I really need some time to heal."
"You know Jimmy isn't goin to hurt you Imani," I let out a heavy sigh, my fingers tangling in my hair as frustration washed over me. I never wanted things to unfold this way, yet every time he's near, it's as if a switch flips in my mind and body, drawing me in against my will. "I know, Joshua. I know he wouldn't but I'm not jumping into a whole bunch of shit I don't need that right now."
"Imani to the gorilla, Imani to the gorilla,"
I took that as my signal to wrap up our chat. I adjusted my outfit, making sure everything was in place, and tidied my hair as I moved toward the door. Just then, Jey spoke up.
"He mentioned that he'd like to see you later tonight." I paused, turning to look at him. "I'll consider it if I'm free," I replied before leaving my locker room and making my way toward the gorilla. I was uncertain about seeing him again; memories of what happened in that studio that day when he arrived flooded my mind.
The thought of it sends chills down my spine; he was overwhelming me, taking me in every possible way.
FLASHBACK - IMANI AND JIMMY AT THE STUDIO (SMUT WARNING)
Jimmy had his one leg up and one leg down combo hitting Imani's spot yanking her hair back to make her look up at him as he fucked her deeply.
"You love me mamas?" He grunted.
"Y-yes I love you and only you Jimmy...you know that..." she stammered softly gazing into his eyes.
"You gon' stop fucking runnin' from me and let me have you huh?"
Imani rolled her eyes in the back of her head biting the bottom of her lips feeling his dick gliding through her g-spot so well she couldn't even let out a simple "yes" all because he was fucking her so good.
It had her mind in a daze when she didn't respond to him he pounded her to the oblivion causing her to moan out his name loudly as his hips were slapping against her ass cheeks.
"Answer me baby, you gon stop or what?"
"Yes, daddy, yes. Imma stop.." she cried out trying to press on his stomach to slow him down but he wasn't having it he let go of her hair while wrapping his hand around her neck thrusting his hips.
"You gon' stop doin what?" His hand tightened around her hips fucking her senselessly as she gasped.
"Imma stop runnin! daddyyy! Fuckk!" Her orgasm sent down a shock wave down her spine feeling her body shaking as her milky cream coated up his dick so well.
Jimmy look down at the sight of it seeing all of her milky cream all over him making that sticky sound as he pumped his dick deeper and deeper inside of her throwing his head back in pleasure. "Look at you mamas, making a mess on me. Such a good girl you're for me hm? You daddy's good girl?" He cooed at her.
"Yes, daddy. I'm your good girl..." Jimmy removed his hand around her neck as Imani collapsed on the sofa with her ass still in the air as he fucked her through it.
Talking his shit while he was in it as he was losing his himself within her as he was drilling her shit in rolling his eyes in the back of his head.
"This pussy feels so good mamas, so wet for me,"
The way his dick was sliding in and out of her and then him pushing it all the way in was a turn on for him as her moans were music to his ears.
"T-too m-much...J-Jimmy...too fucking much..."
"It's too much for you sweetheart? Well you gon' take this dick the way I want you to you hear me?" Jimmy growled while spanking her ass.
I would try to set those flashbacks aside and concentrate on what truly matters to me, which is my career. I don't want to stir up any more trouble than what's already there.
After my match, I stepped into the shower to wash off the sweat and adrenaline. When I made my way back to the locker room and opened the door, I was surprised to find Jimmy inside, absorbed in his phone. He glanced up at me, and I could feel my eyes widen in surprise.
I barely had a moment to turn and leave when I felt his hand gripping the back of my throat, drawing me back into the locker room. My back pressed against him, and I caught a whiff of his favorite cologne, a scent I adore, as he held me close.
He leaned in close and murmured softly to me. "why haven't you been answering my calls and text messages?"
I felt a tightness in my throat as I looked into his deep, dark eyes. "I've been really busy, Jimmy, with my new singles album and all this wrestling stuff," I explained, as he stepped closer, his hand resting around my throat.
"Yeah, we've talked about it but you could've still answered the phone whenever I called you so were you really that busy?" He said.
Our faces were just a breath apart, my heart pounding wildly as I locked my gaze onto him.
"What I say about runnin' from me?"I remained silent, deliberately looking away as I turned my head. I was unsure of what he expected from me. I sensed his hand gently cradling my chin, guiding my gaze back to his eyes. This time, he tilted his head slightly, his tongue brushing over his lower lip.
"I-I'm not runnin'..." I said stumbling on my words as Jimmy shook his head. "Nah, I don't wanna hear none of that. Why do you keep playing with me Imani?" His voice lowered several octaves, making me feel small and vulnerable, prompting a pout to form on my lips as I looked up at him.
I continued to sulk as he laughed softly, gently holding my chin and drawing me nearer to him. "Fix yo' face baby,"
"I'm not runnin from you...I'm just scared,"
"Scared of what? I told you what it was with me and you keep playing."
"And I told you that you are with Trin and it's wrong as fuck to be doing this behind her back," I continued to sulk as he laughed softly, gently holding my chin and drawing me nearer to him. "I don't want her though, I want you Imani,"
"I'm tryna heal Jonathan..." He seemed surprised when I used his real name instead of the nickname, I usually called him. That's when he leaned in and kissed me on the lips.
"Why, you keep playing Mani?"
"Jonathan...I'm not playing I told you I'm tryna heal and focus on me right now," Jimmy smacked his lips while rolling his eyes at her.
"And I told you, you can do that while you're with me let me take care of you."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes, giving him a look that said I didn't have the time for this back-and-forth about his feelings for me. As he pulled me closer, I felt his hands on my hips, our noses almost touching. He kissed me softly, holding my gaze with an intensity that was hard to ignore.
"Why you keep fighting this? Instead of letting it happen?" He asked.
"Because I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't fall in love again especially not to someone that I'm close with," I said seeing him raise an eyebrow at me.
"I'm not like him though Imani," It brought a smile to my face to hear that from him. "How can I possibly know that? Hm? How can I possibly believe that you actually want me when you're dealing with Trin? I don't need all of this extra bullshit Jonathan," I was feeling really frustrated, but I didn't want to let it show. I knew how he could react, and I didn't want to deal with the consequences.
I sensed him lifting me by my thighs, guiding me toward the sofa. He settled down first, positioning me to straddle his lap and holding me securely in place.
"You really finna have me wait?"
I nodded my head, "if you can't wait for me then you not my person Jonathan simple as that I told you I need to heal I don't know how many times I gotta repeat myself to you," I find myself repeating myself, almost like a broken record, because it seems my message isn't getting through to him at all. I really don't want to rush into something that could end badly and leave me feeling foolish.
His hands glided down my shorts, gripping my cheeks with a firm touch as I lost myself in his alluring gaze. He leaned in closer for another kiss, the sight of him biting his bottom lip adding to the intensity of the moment.
"A'ight, I'll wait then if that's what you want mamas. What'chu doing tonight?" Jimmy said.
"Head to the studio like I always do why?"
"I'm tryna see what my best friend music sounds like in this album of hers," I couldn't help but laugh at him; he thinks he's being clever, but I have to admit, he does have a way with words that makes him quite charming.
"Well you can pull up if you want to, I'll leave the door unlock for you," I said.
"Oh well how nice of you sweetheart, but aight then."
I was at the studio, just like I usually am, focused on my singles album and typing up some lyrics on my iPad. Suddenly, I heard the door open and there stood Jimmy, the man of the hour, with bags in his hands. It was such a thoughtful surprise—how did he know I was feeling hungry?
He smiled at me as he set the bags down on the empty table. I was so absorbed in my music that I didn't notice him at first. Then, he gently pushed my hair aside and planted a soft kiss on my neck, which made me turn my head to see him standing there.
"Hey, pretty baby. What'chu working on," he asked.
"I'm just typing up some lyrics right now, you bought food?" He gave a nod as he passed me a drink along with the bag containing my food, all the while keeping his attention on my work.
I noticed him settling into the sofa, making himself comfortable in the room. As I removed my headphones and stepped into the booth with my iPad, I could feel Jimmy's gaze on me.
As the guitar began to play softly in the background, I encouraged him to press the button. I put my headphones back on, leaving one ear uncovered so I could hear my voice as I sang the opening lyric.
Spendin' all my nights alone, waitin' for you to call me
You're the only one I want by my side when I fall asleep
Jimmy took a seat in the chair I had just vacated, watching me perform a song and rap that he hadn't heard in years, not since our teenage days.
Tell me what I'm waitin' for, tell me what I'm waitin' for
I know it's hard but we need each other
Know it's hard but we need each other
I move mountains on my own, don't need nobody help
Changed your mind when I changed my life, better start believin' in myself
And we all out lookin' for, lookin' for God so we never see it in ourself
Shit, divine intervention move in stealth
It's hard to tell what the prayer compelled
I caught Jimmy's gaze as I rapped, noticing how he was really feeling the rhythm, which made me smile back at him.
You can find me dancin' in between the raindrops
Tryna find a way to make the pain stop
Overtime, on the graveyard
Got a nigga feeling brainwashed
My instability's trademark
Copy-written in all my decisions
This is not supposed to be a way of livin'
Turned my temple down into a prison, shit
The lyrics resonated with me on a deeper level, especially when I noticed Jimmy gesturing for me to join him. As I removed my headphones and stepped out of the booth, the music still filled the air around us.
He stood tall, his hands gently gripping my waist, drawing me nearer until our faces were just inches apart, our noses brushing against each other.
"You're so talented, you know that mamas?" He said as I nodded my head while looking at him innocently.
"I know I am, what else can I not do?" I said confidently seeing a cocky smile on his face. "I don't know you tell me?"
I can't help but roll my eyes and chuckle as we continue to gaze at each other. Am I really going to be foolish enough to let this man ensnare me like this?
Was I really going to lower my defenses, even for a moment, for this man? Especially when he's involved with someone else at the moment? I've always felt that something was off from the very start, especially after that kiss we shared during the family outing.
I'm wondering if being with him during my healing process is going to be effective. I initially wanted to go through this alone and concentrate on myself, but having Jimmy around makes it difficult for me to focus. It feels like my mind just won't let me do that.
Spendin' all my nights alone, waitin' for you to call me
You're the only one I want by my side when I fall asleep
Tell me what I'm waitin' for, tell me what I'm waitin' for
I know it's hard but we need each other
Know it's hard but we need each other
"You gon keep fighting this? Or let me love you correctly?"
"Nah, how long you gon keep me waiting mamas? I understand you need to heal and shit but I can help you with that,"
Yeah, back on Vincent with the braces on
Used to slide out the back without the neighbors knowin'
I wasn't sure how long I would keep him waiting to come in. I just needed a little more time; I wanted to be certain that I was truly ready.
"Jonathan, please don't pressure me about this."
Pose for the picture with the pearly whites
Dead lens zoomin' in, catchin' all my strikes
Used to trade Jordan for some molly
And she gave me all I need for the night, forties suffice
"I'm not, I just want to know how long you gon keep me waiting for you just to let me love you correctly baby that's all." Jimmy said.
Morally alright, but I need some advice
And I know that I'm actin' foolish
Chris would pick me up around noon-ish
Half a blunt, yeah, we coolin'
Twist it up, puttin' on OutKast
Hunnid, Texas heat, and yeah, we cruisin'
I could tell he was truly sincere about this, especially considering my current situation and what I'm experiencing. I felt it was important to provide him with a response.
"Give me three weeks is that fine with you? I need time Jimmy, what I went through with him I wouldn't wish that on nobody," I said.
"A'ight, three weeks it is then. And no runnin' this time around you hear me? I want to love you correctly mamas," His captivating gaze had a way of stirring something within me each time he looked down at me.
Jimmy pressed his lips against mine, and without hesitation, I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck. This time, I didn't want to resist. The kiss was passionate and lingering as he lifted me by my thighs and carried me to the sofa.
But when I love you right, I love you right
All by yourself
As he positioned himself between my legs, I wrapped them around his waist, and our lips remained locked together. The way he kissed me was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
But I'll make it bright, baby, I want you to know
I'ma be there for you, I'ma make you see that
I want you, I want you
The lyrics resonated with me on a deeper level, reflecting the connection that Jimmy and I share at this moment. It made me question whether I truly wanted to pursue this with him. Did I genuinely want him in my life?
Deep within my heart and soul, I truly yearned to share this moment with him. As Jimmy pulled away from the kiss, he gazed down at me.
"You, gon let me do this? Or you gon keep fighting me?" He asked.
I gently cupped his cheeks with my small hands and shook my head.
"I don't wanna keep fighting you...I just want you here with me." I said softly.
"Then lemme' have you fuck the three weeks I want you now and forever,"
I leaned in closer, pressing my lips against his as he wrapped his arms around my waist, our bodies coming together and sharing the warmth that enveloped us.
A/n: phew the tension between the two is very strong and high but after those three weeks are up do you think Imani will let her heart let him in or will she run away like always or will her best friend tell her that she should let new things come into her life?
But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.
