AJ STYLES x Fem!READER
WORD COUNT : 1.4k
WARNINGS : ORAL (F RECEIVING)
AUTHORS NOTE : This is my first wwe fanfic so bare with me <\3 also im pushing the AJ Styles AGENDAAA i love me a country boy
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the cool breeze caressed your face as you stepped onto the porch, the morning just now settling in. you glanced around the vast open field before pulling your robe tight and close around your shoulders, the breeze sending a chill through your spine.
It was completely silent except for the sound of the windchimes rustling against the shutters of the house. you had woken up early with the hopes of baking AJ a cake for his birthday. he’d told you that he never cared to celebrate but that went in one ear and out of the other. taking in a deep breath of grass scented air and closing your eyes, you let the calm feeling of the early summer morning rush through you
your bare feet felt cool against the hardwood as you stepped back into the house , everything still and silent. you made quick work of beginning to prepare breakfast. It was a simple meal of Toast, Eggs, and Bacon that had been picked up from the farmers market yesterday. As you hummed to yourself and cracked eggs into a bowl you felt a pair of strong familiar arms around you and the warmth of another body against your back.
“goodmornin’’ sweetheart”
he murmured in your ear, his hair falling onto your shoulder as he buried his face into your neck, placing soft sleepy kisses on the sensitive flesh.
his accent was heavier paired with his half asleep drawl, it was always the best part of waking up.
“Goodmorning birthday boy”
you whispered, leaning back into his chest and pressing your body against his for the warmth.
he stood tall and sturdy, his defined and muscular form supporting yours and keep you steady as you sank back into him fully
he let out a low groan as he wrapped his hands tighter, his fingers brushing the hems of your loose silk robe.
“what’s got you up so early huh?”
he mused, a yawn following as he looked up at the stove and then down at you.
“Figured my man would like breakfast in bed today for his birthday, but you're up now so that's out the window huh ?”
you raised a brow with this statement, he had managed to completely ignore the birthday comments so far.
you knew he didn’t particularly care to celebrate but ignoring your efforts altogether was upsetting.
“Would you like me to go back to sleep darlin’ ? so you can still come serve it in bed ?”
your face sank into a frown at the continued ignorance, AJ would never purposely upset you, he was the tenderest sweetest boyfriend imaginable. but for some reason the feigned ignorance was doing the trick.
he noticed the disappointed expression quickly spreading across your face and turned you towards him, softly grabbing your cheeks and turning them up towards his face.
he looked beautiful in the mornings, his messy hair framing his face and his eyes low with a heavy sleepiness.
his finger gently ran across your lip before he spoke
“Oh no, what's wrong pretty ?”
you pouted and gently pushed his hand away, there was no way he didn't know what was wrong. You had mentioned a birthday surprise the night before afterall.
he frowned as you brushed his hand away and sighed lightly. you watched as his fingers ran through his hair, repositioning it away from his face as he gazed down at you with confusion
“Today’s your birthday AJ, the breakfast was supposed to be your surprise”
you murmured, looking down and avoiding his gaze
you knew it was a juvenile thing to be upset about but couldn't help it. you knew he didn’t care for the day but the tiniest amount of acknowledgement for the effort would be nice.
He let out a low chuckle before lifting your chin up with two fingers and bringing your eyes up to level with his.
“I appreciate your efforts darlin’ im sorry, take that frown off of your pretty lil face”
he cooed, placing his hand on the side of your head and caressing your face as you fully leaned into his touch, a low purr escaping as the rough pads of his finger brushed your steadily warming cheeks.
“Its okay AJ, im sorry for ignoring the fact you didn’t wanna celebrate-”
you started, placing your hand on his arm and giving him a small smile.
“We can scrap the breakf-”
Before you could finish AJ was lifting you up over his shoulder and carrying you away from the kitchen.
“AJ !!”
you squealed, grabbing at the top of his head as your feet dangled in front of his chest. he had always been able to carry you, but this time he flung you across his broad defined shoulder as if you were a sack of potatoes.
“I still want my breakfast in bed y’know”
a grin spread across his face as he pushed the bedroom door open, laying you down on the plush bedsheets.
you propped yourself on your elbows, looking up at him, your pupils wide with anticipation and excitement as he leaned down, his hair hanging over your face.
In a second his lips were on yours, gentle but filled with repressed anticipation and need. the kiss was slow and deliberate, your tongue sliding easily across his and his teeth gently nipping at your bottom lip.
your hands slid up his back and into his hair, grabbing fistfuls as you deepened the kiss. you slightly parted your legs as he slid his own between. his knee sat firmly against your crotch, causing you to jolt slightly as he grazed the thin fabric of your nightgown.
you had completely forgotten you weren’t wearing any underwear.
AJ pulled his mouth from yours, the trail of spit that connected u hanging from his lips.
“AJ…”
you whined as he began to trail kisses down the side of your face down your neck and to your cleavage.
your breath caught in your chest as you felt him back up, his hand replacing his knee and brushing against your sensitive inner thigh
“your so pretty baby”
AJ said breathily as he looked up at you before trailing his hand higher, breaching the barrier of fabric that fell between your legs and placing his hand on your stomach underneath the dress.
your body was warm with desire now, your heart beating the closer he got to your most sensitive spots, and your face wasn’t hiding it.
“i’m starved pretty, so so hungry..”
he whispered, and in a second his head was between your legs, his tongue dragging across your clit slow and deliberately and his fingers resting just outside your entrance.
your hands shot to his head as your back arched off the mattress, a string of soft moans escaping your lips with each swirl of his tongue.
he worked slowly, his fingers rhythmically pumping in and out interspersed with his tongue. your hands dug into his scalp, grabbing fistfuls of hair whenever he quickened his pace. AJ spelt his own name over your pussy with meticulous licks, each letter in what felt like cursive.
“AJ fuck i-i cant hold-d on for m-much long-g-er..”
you struggled out, biting your lip as his hands slipped under your thighs, bringing you in closer as he fully submerged himself in you.
he began to dip his tongue in and out of your heat, licking and sucking intermittently and completely ignoring your pleas and noises as you felt yourself pushing closer to the edge. your clit throbbed under his torture, each wet concentrated stroke sending spindles of pleasure up your body and into your brain.
he soon slowed back down to a teasing and torturous rhythm, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as your body twitched and your face twisted in pleasure.
“so good baby”
“your so pretty like this”
“keep going for me princess”
AJ’s praises hit your ears like music, each word adding to the building pressure in your core.
“AJ im gonna… oh god im close..”
you squealed out, your grip on his hair tighter as you began to grind your hips down onto AJ’s face.
“come on pretty, you can do it”
he cooed out, once again moving his hand towards your entrance and slipping 2 fingers in, quickly pumping in and out as he made eye contact with you, a smirk slowly spreading across his lips & his forehead sweaty as he watched you release.
your orgasm hit hard, rocking you to your core as you coated his fingers and his facial hair with your juices.
“so good baby, so good”
AJ released his hold on your thigh, moving up to kiss you. you could taste yourself on him as your lips met, his hand wrapping around your waist to lift you up off the mattress.
“happy birthday”
you smiled, caressing his back as you buried your face in his neck.
Put every title on this man. Even the women’s titles. Let him win the Royal Rumble. Let him win Elimination Chamber. Let him win Money in the Bank, King of the Ring, Queen of the Ring, The Andre the Giant Battle Royale, The Mae Young Classic, The Owen Hart Cup, The Casino Gauntlet, and WarGames. Put him in the hall of fame every year.
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