#jeymian

[acknowledge-reigns]

Neon Lights | Jey Uso x Black Reader x Damian Priest | SMUT! 18+

Description: Some Papi Priest + Jeybae content for @lov3rla03 💞

Warnings: Daddy kink, honorifics (Daddy and Papi), teasing, Dom/sub, praise, fingering, spanking, marking, degradation, oral (m receiving), p in v, dirty talk, edging, begging.

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Taglist: @lov3rla03 @acute-crashout-jeyuso

The neon lights of the club flash across Damian's face as he downs another shot of tequila. Jey is dancing nearby, surrounded by a group of admirers. Fans, NXT ladies, Main roster ladies, they all jumped at the opportunity for a night on the town with these two.

You approach the group, arms crossed and an exasperated expression on your face.

"Damian, Jey, you guys should be in bed. You both have big matches tomorrow."

Damian looks up at you with a mischievous grin, setting his shot glass down. "Aw, come on Y/N. We're just having some fun. The match will be fine."

Jey sways over to you, draping an arm around your shoulders. "Yeah, we got this. Besides, you're here to look out for us."

You roll your eyes but can't help smiling at their antics. "I'm here to make sure you don't get yourselves killed or disqualified. And trust me, you'll need all the rest you can get."

Damian pulls you closer, his hand resting on your hip. "You worry too much, baby. We'll be fine. We always are."

Your job as their manager is not only to ensure their success in the ring, but also to keep them in line outside of it. You handle their schedules, travel arrangements, and deal with any issues that arise.

But the real challenge is managing their personalities and keeping them from getting into trouble. Jey's firey hot headed temper and Damian's playful rockstar playboy nature often require your intervention. Roman had hired you to help out his cousin, and Rhea had quickly suggested Damian do the same for himself.

It's even more complex though because you have a dynamic with both men, where you submit to their dominant personalities in private. They respect you as a professional during the day, but behind closed doors, you're theirs to command. Friends with benefits, who also work together. Coworkers with benefits?

"Alright, fine. But I'm not going to be the one to explain to Rhea or Roman for that matter why you two are hungover and sluggish tomorrow." You say firmly, though your tone softens as Jey nuzzles your neck.

Damian chuckles, his grip on your hip tightening possessively. "You're such a good girl, always looking out for us. But you know we can't resist a little fun."

Jey whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Maybe we should take you back to the hotel and show you how much we appreciate your concern."

Damian nods in agreement, his eyes darkening with desire. "Yeah, we can give you a proper thank you for taking care of us."

You shiver at their words, feeling a familiar heat pool in your core. "You two are impossible. But fine, let's go."

The three of you make your way out of the club, with Jey and Damian flanking you protectively. They can't wait to get you alone and have their way with you.

The uber ride back to the hotel is tense with anticipation. Damian sits in the front seat while Jey keeps his hand on your thigh in the backseat, occasionally squeezing possessively.

Once in the elevator, Damian pushes you against the wall and kisses you deeply, his tongue dominating yours. Jey presses himself against your back, grinding his hardening cock against your ass.

"Mmm, someone's eager," you moan into Damian's mouth as Jey starts kissing and biting your neck.

Damian breaks the kiss, his eyes burning with lust. "We've been thinking about you all night.. Can't wait to have you."

The elevator dings and the doors open to your floor. Jey practically drags you out, with Damian following closely behind.

They practically carry you to your room, their hands roaming your body as they enter. Jey locks the door behind them while Damian pushes you onto the bed.

"Strip," Damian commands, his voice low and authoritative. "Show us what's ours."

"Yes, Papi." You obey, slowly removing your clothes under their hungry gazes. They watch intently as each piece of fabric falls away, their eyes darkening with desire.

Damian smirks and kneels between your legs, spreading them apart. "Already so needy for us. You've missed us that much?."

He runs his fingers through your slick folds, teasing your entrance. "Answer me, baby."

"Yes, I missed you both so much. I've been thinking about this all day." You admit breathlessly, arching your back as he continues to tease you.

Jey moves to sit behind you, his tattooed chest pressed against your back. He wraps his arms around your waist, his hands cupping your breasts.

"Such a good girl," Jey purrs, rolling your nipples between his fingers. "Always so obedient and ready for us. Isn't that right, babygirl?"

"Yes, Daddy.." You hummed.

Damian slides a finger inside you, slowly pumping it in and out. "That's it, keep moaning for us. Let us hear how good we make you feel."

He adds another finger, curling them to hit your sweet spot. Jey starts kissing and nibbling on your shoulder, his hands continuing to play with your breasts.

Your moans grow louder as they work you up, your body trembling with pleasure. "Please... I need more."

Damian chuckles darkly. "More? You'll get more, baby. But first, we need to punish you for being so naughty and interrupting our fun earlier."

Jey's grip on you tightens as he whispers in your ear. "You know what happens when you're a bad girl, right?"

Damian pulls his fingers out and slaps your thigh lightly. "You're going to count each spank, princessa."

"One," you gasp as Damian's large hand connects with your ass, leaving a red mark.

"Good girl," he praises, rubbing the spot before delivering another smack.

"Two."

The stinging sensation sends waves of heat through your body, mixing with the ache between your legs. "Three," you whimper, your pussy clenching around nothing.

Jey bites your neck gently. "Look at you, getting all wet from being spanked.."

"Four," Damian's hand coming down harder this time. "

"You're dripping, princessa. You like this, don't you? Being our naughty little slut." He says.

"Yes, Papi. I love it," you admit shamelessly, your voice shaky. "I love being your slut."

Jey grins against your skin. "You're our slut to do whatever we want with. Aren't you?"

"Yes, Daddy," you nod eagerly. "I'm your toy to use and play with."

Damian grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Damn right you are. And now it's time for us to play with you properly."

He stands up and strips off his clothes, revealing his muscular frame and hard cock. Jey does the same, both men now completely naked and towering over you.

Damian positions himself between your legs, his cock sliding into your wet pussy in one smooth thrust. He starts pounding into you hard and fast, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

Jey moves to your head, gripping your hair and guiding your mouth to his cock. "Suck Daddy's cock while Papi fills you up."

You eagerly take Jey's cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip before bobbing your head up and down. Damian's thrusts become more intense, hitting your g-spot repeatedly.

"Fuck, she's so tight," Damian groans, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "You're taking us so well, babygirl."

Jey pushes deeper into your mouth, making you gag slightly. "That's it, choke on Daddy's cock. Show us how much you love being stuffed full."

Damian reaches down to rub your clit, adding to the pleasure. "You're such a good little cockslut, aren't you? Taking both of us at once."

The dual sensations are overwhelming, your body on the verge of orgasm. You moan around Jey's cock, the vibrations making him curse under his breath.

"She's close," Jey says, looking at Damian.

Damian slows down his pace, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. "Not yet, baby. We're not done with you."

Jey pulls out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his cock. They switch positions, Damian taking over your mouth while Jey slides into your pussy.

Jey sets a slower, teasing rhythm, deliberately avoiding your sweet spot. Damian forces his cock deep into your throat, making you gag again.

"You're going to be our good girl and wait for permission to cum," he growls, holding your head in place. "Understand?"

You nod as best as you can with your mouth full, tears forming in your eyes from the relentless stimulation. The men continue their torturous pace, keeping you right on the edge but never letting you fall over.

"Look at her, trying so hard to be patient," Jey chuckles, watching your desperate expression. "She's trembling and shaking, but she's being such good for us."

Damian grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. "You're so beautiful when you're desperate. Maybe we should keep you like this all night."

The thought of being denied release for hours makes you whimper pathetically. Your pussy clenches around Jey, trying to get more friction.

"She's clenching down on me," Jey says, smirking. "She really wants to cum, doesn't she?"

Damian laughs deeply, the two of them clearly enjoying talking about you as if you're not even there.

"Maybe we should let her cum," Jey suggests, picking up the pace slightly.

"But where's the fun in that?" Damian counters, pulling out of your mouth completely. "I think we should make her beg for it first."

Jey stops moving inside you, holding still. "Beg us, princess. Tell us how badly you need to cum."

You look up at them with pleading eyes, your voice hoarse from being fucked. "Please... please let me cum. I need it so bad. I'll do anything, just please let me cum."

Damian and Jey exchange a glance, a silent conversation passing between them. "Anything?" Damian asks, raising an eyebrow.

You nod frantically. "Yes, anything! I'll be your perfect little slut, just please let me cum!"

Jey grins wickedly. "Well, since you asked so nicely..." He resumes thrusting, this time hitting your g-spot with each stroke.

Damian moves back to your mouth, thrusting in as he watches Jey work you towards your orgasm. "Cum for us, baby. Show us how much you love being our good girl."

Your body finally gives in, the tension snapping as waves of pleasure crash over you. You cry out around Damian's cock, your pussy convulsing around Jey as you cum hard.

The men continue to fuck you through your orgasm, drawing out every last spasm until you're completely spent and limp.

Jey pulls out and quickly strokes himself, shooting his load onto your breasts. Damian follows suit, covering your face with his hot cum.

You lie there, panting and covered in their seed, feeling utterly used and satisfied. They both step back to admire their handiwork.

"Look at the mess we made," Damian says, running a finger through the cum on your face. "You're such a filthy little thing."

Jey leans down to kiss you softly, tasting both himself and Damian on your lips. "Such a good girl for taking all of us."

Damian wipes some of the cum from your face and offers it to you. "Clean yourself up, princessa. We're not done yet."

You weakly open your mouth and suck his finger clean, tasting the salty mixture. They both smile at your obedience.

"That's my girl," Damian praises, stroking your hair. "Such a good girl for Papi and Daddy."

[queenzayy234]

JEYMIAN!!!!

[silassstingy]

lmaoooo <3

[plaidpajamallama]

Out of my mind: Jeymian

Summary: Jey wakes up breathing hard, sweaty, and needing some relief, but Damian’s gone on a business trip so what does he do? Obviously he calls him and begs him to get off.

Warnings: Mutual masterbation over the phone, phone sex, wet dream, dream sex, hand jobs, begging, dirty talk, name calling, (slut) Dom!Damian, Sub!Jey.

AN: this was the winner of the polls I ran so I hope you enjoy it 🖤

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“Mmm yeah, Papi- yeah that shit feels so- mmm.”

Jey rolled over in his slumber, living in his own fantasy. He groaned and twisted his body underneath the sheets that he had quickly become fairly hot under.

Damian's hair tossed across the pillows, that shit-eating grin on his face, hands gripping his hips tightly.

The feeling of Damian’s cock buried deep inside him was overwhelming, his dick throbbing in his boxers in sync with the thrusts.

“Damian, oh, Damian.” His back bowed off the bed, breathlessly moaning his name.

His hands gripped the sheets as Damian’s voice echoed through his mind.

“God your such a fucking slut, takin’ my dick like you need it to fucking breathe.”

“Yes…yours. Only yours.”

“Can you cum for me just like this baby?”

His dick was ready to burst, standing at full attention, making a mess in his boxers.

Damian had pulled his earlobe between his teeth.“Then do it, ruin yourself for me.” Damian's voice flowed out of his ear down his bare chest, making him shiver as if Damian was here touching him, that feeling wrapping around his dick.

“Let go for me baby.”

Jey shot up out of his sexy slumber.

“Ah shit!” He groaned, grabbing his crotch, feeling his painfully hard dick rubbing against his boxer briefs.

He fell back against the bed, putting his other hand over his eyes, hiding the shame he felt.

He was a grown man having a wet dream, he couldn’t remember that last time that happened- well, actually, he could; it was Trish Stratus, like many teen boys back then, just now he had his own bombshell babe, but he was sadly gone and had been for days.

Jey grabbed his phone off the nightstand, seeing it was 3 in the morning. He did the mental math real quick before giving up and just unlocking his phone and starting face-timing Damian.

The phone lit up his lustful but shameful face. His hair was a mess, and he wiped his mouth, noticing some drool had pooled in the corner of it.

After a few rings, Damian answered.

It was just dark in the room where Damian was, but he clearly wasn’t asleep. Damian had some work to do in New York and had been gone more than either of them liked.

“Hey, baby, you okay? It’s really late.” Damian’s voice came through the speakers, his raspy, deep voice not helping with his problem.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m okay… kind of.”

“Kind of? What do you mean your kind of okay?”

Jey cleared his throat, looking away from his piercing gaze. He bit his lip and felt the ache growing worse with Damian on his screen.

“Jey, baby?” His voice dipped into something sinister that made his body tingling, “Do you miss me?”

He looked at him with almost sympathetic eyes, but the smirk on his lips told him a completely different story, “Huh?”

“Yes. I miss you. I had a dream about you.” He confessed quietly with shame.

“Ooh!” His expression changed to amusement, loving every word that was coming out of boyfriends mouth. “You miss me so bad you're having dreams about me? You didn’t touch yourself did you?”

He told him before he left that unless he asked he couldn’t touch himself, not even once, and

Damian had been gone for a week, maybe longer, he couldn't remember right now.

Jey could feel his cock throbbing under his palm; he was one hundred percent convinced he could cum from no touch at all.

“Damian I can’t- I need to.” Jey pleaded with her, his voice full of need.

“Show me.” He ordered.

Jey cussed under his breath before lowering the camera down.

He pushed the blanket down- not that it was hiding anything, he was pitching a tent in his underwear.

“Mmm,” Damina hummed with satisfaction at the sight, “But you know that’s not what I want to see, Baby.”

“Papi…” He said breathlessly, unsure what he was pleading for exactly, as his hand slipped under the elastic band. Doing exactly what he said.

“Fucking shit." He moaned when his finger brushed against his cock. He managed to pull his underwear down to his thighs with only one hand.

His dick was rock hard, its angry mushroom tip leaking its clear sticky substance down his length that had ruined his underwear.

It was a pornographic sight, and while Jey whimpered at the cold air the licked up his sensitive skin. Damian was grinning.

Priest got sick pleasure out of seeing Jey like this. He was always talking big shit, and seeing him like this, all broken and whimpering for him, made his own arousal grow.

He wished he were there just as much as Jey did right now.

“God, Baby, you really miss me, huh?”

“So much Papi, so bad, I need you so bad.” His voice was reduced to a whimper, turning the phone back on his face. “What do you want me to do about it, Baby? I’m not there," Damian asked, mocking the Uso, getting a groan out of the man.

“Priessst! Come on! You've been gone for more than a week I can’t– please.” Jey whined.

“I know, Baby, and I told you once I get back I’ll make it worth it.”

Damain was going to give Jey what he wanted anyway, but he wanted to see how long he could make him wait for it.

“But I need it nooowwww! I can't wait until you get back, D.” Jey’s thighs were trembling. He needed some relief, or he was gonna die.

“You're always so whiny.”

“Damian!”

It was 3 in the morning, he was hard as hell, and his boyfriend was being an ass. He didn’t care about tomorrow, or whenever Damian would be back; he needed to cum. Now.

“Please, I’ll take whatever punishment you want when you get back, just don’t make me go back to sleep like this, Baby, please!” He was begging pathetically, his eyes filling up with salty tears, which made Damian take pity on him.

“Ok. But I want to watch.”

“I would expect nothing else, Papi.” Jey chuckled while scrambling to set his phone up against a pillow to give Damian the perfect view.

Jey’s tone chest was rising and falling, glistening in sweat, his large legs gently shaking as they were spread wide across the bed. His thick thighs just looked edible. Damian loved to cover the inside of them in kisses and bites, as no one would see them beside him.

The whitish light from the night sky came through his windows, casting right onto him and his face. His pathetically lustful face that he wished he could kiss, too.

Jey was a beautiful man, and he was all his. His body and, after tonight, clearly his mind too.

“Slowly, Baby, don’t need you to cum immediately, I want a show, not the trailer.”

“Mhm, ok.” He nodded his head frantically, not a hundred percent sure he could do that, but ay, he would try alright.

Jey wrapped his hand around his own length, giving it a gentle rub before stopping, embarrassed by the noise that escaped his mouth without him knowing.

It was a loud whiney moan that was music to Damian’s ears, his own boxers starting to feel tighter.

“Don’t stop.”

Jey obeyed and slowly started to move his hand up and down his ridged cock. A wave of pressure washed over him immediately at the needed relief.

“Oh fuck, Papi.”

“Does it feel good?” He loved asking him questions, knowing his mind was already foggy; Jey struggled to find his words for a moment before saying, “Yeah… so damn good.”

“Better than me?”

“No. Nothing better than you, Papi.” Jey answered breathlessly, more pre-cum already starting to drip from the tip of his cock as he moved. “Wish you were here, need you so badly, Papi.”

“I know, you look so good for me, I can't wait to come back and actually give you what you need.”

Damian’s voice was smooth like velvet, sending shivers down his spine and right to his dick.

“Mmm, oh my god,” his moans rolled off his tongue as he jerked his shit faster, head falling back against the pillow. Damian was rubbing his dick through his underwear, watching his boyfriend with his bottom lip between his teeth. “Keep talkin’, Papi, ooh fuck, co- come on.”

Damian grinned, hearing the neediness heavy in his voice. “What do you want me to say? How hot you sound moaning my name? Begging for me while I’m hours away. So obsessed, always wanting things you can’t have.”

Jey brought up his arm to cover his eyes and forehead that were turning a deep shade of red as Damian’s words were bringing him closer and closer to his peak.

“God, I can’t wait to get back home to you, Baby, gonna take you down right there in the foyer when I see you, if you scream the mailman might hear you.” A wicked grin crept across Damian’s face. Jey squirmed at the image of Damian deep inside him with his big hand on the back of his head pressing him against the wall.

Fuck he was so gone, he was clenching down around literally nothing!

His back arched slightly off the bed, his muscles starting to burn from the repetitive motion, but the pleasure was overwhelming and close.

“The mailman hearing us turns you on, Baby? Such a fucking slut, doesn’t care about anything else when there's a big dick in his ass.”

Damian had his dick out for the confines of his boxers, stroking himself at the same pace as Jey.

“Ju-just yours, Papi.” Jey forced the words past his lips as his legs began to tremble, his thighs jiggling.

“Oh, I know.” Damian said smugly, “I fuck you so good you're having dreams about it, callin’ in the middle of the night begging me to let you get off.”

“Mmmmm, always dream about you, Papi.”

“Always dreaming of my cock in you? You really are obsessed with me, Baby. What do you do when I’m gone and can’t touch yourself? Runt against the arm of the couch?”

Jey’s face lit up like a Christmas tree; he couldn't help but think about all the embarrassing things when Priest was gone to fight off horny demons.

“Oooh, Papi, I’m so close, ahh fuck.”

Damian’s own orgasm was approaching rapidly, and he knew hearing Jey’s beautiful moans as he came would push him right over the edge.

“Then do it, come on, Baby, give me something to dream about too.”

That was enough for him. Jey’s back arched off the bed, toes curling, gripping the sheets below. A loud moan ripped from his sweating chest as he split his hot, sticky load all over his hand and stomach.

“Oh, shit, Baby, oh god, fuck!”

Damian lunched forward as he came, dropping his phone by his legs, letting Jey watch as his face changed with an overwhelming amount of pressure washing over him and onto his stomach.

They could both hear each other's heavy breathing on the other end as they both came down from their highs.

“Not so mad I called now, huh?” Jey chuckled breathlessly, still in post-bliss. “No, I was thinking about calling you before you did," Damian admitted from afar, going to clean himself off.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I figured you would be awake, you never sleep all that well when I’m gone.”

“Don’t be so full of yourself, I don’t sleep well regardless of you being here or not. It's just a little easier when you're here.”

Jey rested the side of his face on a pillow with a lazy smile.

Damian returned to his phone, lying on the other side of the bed, pulling his blanket back over himself. “If everything works out, I should be back tomorrow night.”

“Foreal?” His eyes bugged out of his head, leaning forward off of his comfortable mountain of pillows, “You're finally comin’ back? The bed feels so empty without you in it.” He whined with a pouty lip, falling back into the indent he made. “I know, I've been missing you a lot too. I hate having to leave you for so long.”

Jey wiped himself off the shirt he threw on the ground hours ago when he went to bed, tossing it right back on the floor before laying his tired head back down on their soft pillows.

“I know, but you'll be back tomorrow, right?”

Damian nodded his head as tired words rolled out of his boyfriend's mouth, his eyelids starting to feel heavier.

“So tell me about your boring ass day so I can go to sleep, and you'll be here sooner.” He chuckled lazily, rolling on his side, grabbing one of the many pillows to cuddle in place of him.

“Ok, god where to start?"

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Can’t decide if I need to finish this old wip from all the way from Christmas or this YRM fic for the anniversary???

[terror-triplets-on-top]

Damian: Good morning. Rhea: Good morning. Jey: Good morning. Punk: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit. Drew: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

[chriskreiderr]

don’t let my bronllins post fool you, i am a jeymian girl always

[thecountesstribe]

I'm tryna get like Rhea. Now she's got two boys that'll absolutely spoil the shit out of her. Jey who can't say no to her and Damian who already doesn't (like he says no but he does whatever she wants anyway). She's in her princess era. Congratulations Rhea.

Could we talk about the way Jey was staring at her. He's gone off her your honor. She won. She upgraded. Love, love, love to see pretty women treated properly and spoiled. Wishing that on all the girls around the world. 😌🥹

Damian and Jey baby looked so good tonight.

[annxlynch]

JEYMIAN