A/N: I am obsessed with Tiffany, and this was just a little idea that spring to my mind. Hope you enjoy!
"Tiffany, we gotta go soon-" You groaned out, her lips kissing down your neck making talking a hard thing to do.
"Those losers can wait a few more minutes for us." Tiffany murmured against your skin, her body covering yours on the couch. You should've known it was a trap when she first forced Shawn into giving her your own private locker room, but right now you couldn't find the words to complain.
You tilted your head back, allowing her lips to find yours in a fiery kiss. It was hard to resist her when she was like this, all confidence and allure. And she knew how much you loved it when she got bossy and egostiscal, especially with you.
"Tiffany." you breathed between kisses, the scent of her perfume and the taste of her cherry red lip gloss making your head spin. "Our segment starts in a couple minutes, and I don't feel like having Shawn yell at us again."
Tiffany's fingers trailed down your body, unbuttoning your jacket as she continued to kiss you. "He can't fire me, and he definitely can't fire you. We’re the ones bringing the ratings to the show. Plus, it's not like anyones gonna lose their minds just because we're a few minutes late." Her voice dripped with confidence, a tone she reserved solely for moments like this when she had you under her spell.
"We can't keep doing this, Tiff," you protested weakly, your body betraying your words by pressing closer to her. Her lips moved from your mouth to your ear, and she nipped at the sensitive lobe, sending shivers down your spine.
Tiffany chuckled softly, her hot breath sending goosebumps down your arms. "You know you love it when we break the rules, babe. It's what makes us stand out from the rest of those boring losers in the locker room."
You let out a soft sigh, your resolve weakening with every touch, every kiss. "You're impossible, you know that?" you mumbled, fingers tangling in her luxurious blonde hair.
Tiffany pulled back just enough to give you a smug grin. "That's why you love me," she purred, her blue eyes sparkling as she looked down at you. It was true, as much as Tiffany's arrogance and conceitedness grated on your nerves at times, there was something magnetic about her, something irresistible about her that drew you in and kept you coming back for more.
Maybe it was the way she was mean and egotistical to everyone but soft and vulnerable with you. Maybe it was the way she made you feel like the most important person in the world, always spoiling you with lavish gifts, attention and affection when you were alone together, making you feel like the center of the universe.
Or maybe it was just the fact that she was Tiffany, and no one else could ever quite compare.
"Just a few more minutes?" Tiffany begged, eyes pleading and her fingers tracing patterns on your skin. It was a battle you were losing, and you both knew it.
"Okay." you relented with a sigh, unable to resist the puppy-dog look she was giving you and the onslaught of kisses against your skin. "Just a few more minutes." You let your fingers glide down Tiffany's back, finally giving into her.
Tiffany's eyes lit up with a grin as she leaned in to capture your lips once more in a searing kiss, the taste of her simply addicting, craving her tongue on you as she satisfied your craving.
"I'll make it worth your while babe, I promise." Tiffany moaned against your lips, her muscular arms holding you as she brought the both you up, sitting you on her lap, not once breaking the kiss.
"You better." You teased her, smiling against her lips. Any other words you would have said were swallowed by her mouth, her tongue hot and enthusiastic against yours. It was slow and deliberate, your moans growing louder as the kiss became more and more heated.
She traced her hand alongside your jaw as she took off your jacket, slipping the fabric off your shoulders, leaving you in just your gear. Her eyes skimmed over your exposed skin, a hunger in her gaze that sent a thrill down your spine.
"You look so damn good tonight." she whispered, voice husky with desire. "I can't get enough of you."
You blushed, the heat in Tiffany's gaze making your heart race even faster. "Good, now you know how I feel all the time." you replied, your voice a little breathless as you threw your arms around your neck.
Tiffany's playful smirk never left her face as she tightened her grip on your waist, her gaze never leaving your lips. She leaned in, her lips grazing your earlobe as she whispered, "Then let me make it up to you.
You groaned at her words and let her steal another kiss from you, then another, and another, until she was clasping at the back of your gear to get rid of it, laying you down on the couch.
Tiffany was never one to break her promises, and she definetly kept to her promise and made it worth your while.
summary: you are now the newly manager of fraxiom. you’re also a wrestler, but for now you are on the sidelines since you tore your ACL. with one of the biggest ppv’s coming up, wwe offered you to be a manger so you can be involved in some way. with that being said. nathan frazer, a member of the fan favorite group caught your attention and you were drawn to him. he was your drug.
it had been 5 months since you tore your ACL. acl injuries usually take 6-9 months to heal, but with the way it was looking for you? you were looking at 13 months. with wrestlemania around the corner, you frowned. you were missing out on the biggest women’s match in history. a match that you made happen. even if you couldn’t wrestle, you wished you could be apart of the show in some way.
it wasn’t until triple h had offered you a position as the manager of fraxiom for the time being. fraxiom was the hottest thing in wwe right now, so how could you pass off the offer. triple h had given you the details on what you would need to do with this new position as a manager. he let you know that you would obviously have to turn into a babyface, which you were iffy about. you had been a heel your whole career and now boom. you had to make the fans like you.
triple h had set up a meeting for you and fraxiom both. you hadn’t met neither men before today and you were kind of scared. scared they’d be mean or scared that they’d have a big ego.
as you’re sitting in the room where triple h had planned to orchestrate the meeting, the gentleman make their way into the room. that’s when you saw the most beautiful man you have ever laid your eyes on. nathan frazer. long hair, cute smile, and big brown eyes. you couldn’t help but give him a shy smile. triple h was in his chair, while you were on the couch. you and triple h both stood to your feet and greeted the men. after the introductions were done, nathan sat next to you on the couch and axiom sat on the other side of nathan.
with your legs slightly touching nathan’s you couldn’t help, but be nervous the whole meeting. your heart was doing backflips. you had no idea why you were this nervous or why this man was making you so nervous, but boy did he smell amazing.
he must’ve known you were staring because he turned his head to look at you. the eye contact was amazing. he leaned down and whispered in your ear. “your staring darling” with a soft taunting tone. you couldn’t help but blush, blush at this boy who started to bring this little kid feeling out of you.
months had past of you guys flirting, picking on each other, training with each other, and traveling with each other. with each day that passed, you guys grew closer and closer. he became your bestfriend. someone you trusted. someone you started to have even stronger feelings for. you didn’t dare to tell him how you felt though. you didn’t want to ruin your friendship with him. you had told yourself that it’s better to have him as a friend than not at all.
you ended up making a full recovery with your knee injury. your in ring return was to be kept a secret. you were set to take on naomi in an open challenge match for the wwe women’s championship. you were so nervous. naomi was a trailblazer, a veteran, one of the greats. she was a pioneer in the divas era and some would say she is still in her prime.
caught off guard as you were stretching in the back and getting ready for your match, nathan’s arms wrapped around your stomach. “good luck tonight” he said to you. you turned around and hugged him tightly. he walked you to the guerrilla and proceeded to watch your match from the back.
as you made your way out to the ring, you remembered you were the good guy. you made your way down the ramp high fiving and hugging fans. little girls that were practically screaming their heads off in excitement.
fast forward to the end of the match. you and naomi had put on a classic, some may say one of the greatest matches to happen on raw in the past years. even though naomi retained, you got a standing ovation by the fans.
when you got back up the ramp and pushed passed the curtains, nathan was right there ready to embrace you with a hug. you had impressed him so much. before you guys parted he placed a kiss on your forehead. “you did amazing out there and you completely stole the show, even though you didn’t get gold you are MY champion” he said to you while staring deep into your eyes.
you couldn’t help it anymore. you took your hand and placed it on his neck. for a minute you paused, but before you knew it his hands wrapped around you and he pulled you up for a kiss. you moved your other hand up to his collarbone and yanked him down. remembering where you guys were, you parted.
after the show you and nathan made your way back to the hotel where the superstars were staying. as you made your way into the room, the door behind you closed. nathan pulled you back into his embrace and lifted you into his arms. he turned around and just like that, you were in his arms pinned against the door.
“i love you and i will love you until the end of time” nathan said as your lips crashed. with your nails digged into his shoulders, you began kissing his neck. leaving trails of kisses from his jawline to his chest. you went back in for one last kiss and then— “i love you infinity”. the words just game out of your mouth. nathan wrapped his strong arms around you and in this moment you knew you were home. this was home. he was your home. your safe space.
this was kinda rushed as you could probably tell. i just wanted to get another small nathan frazer fanfic out there!
Staring into the ring as the ref counted to three, Nolee Angle felt a twinge of pride. Ethan Page looked the best he had ever looked, strong and confident, as his very presence seemed to command the ring. It was a beautiful sigh, almost as beautiful as the NXT Championship, whose colors shimmed as brightly as Ethan's smile. What made it even more beautiful was 𝒘𝒉𝒐 he had just defended said title against.
In Nolee's eyes, a win against Kenny Omega was 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍.
Once upon a time, it wouldn't have meant as much. A long time ago, when she had been nothing but a timid low-card talent, Nolee had looked up to Kenny Omega. He had come to Impact and became the world champion, while The Elite took an interest in Nolee. She had fallen in love with Nick Jackson, had been taken under the one-wing of Kenny Omega. Life seemed beautiful through her rose-colored glasses, up until a superkick from Nick Jackson during her first world title match against Kenny had knocked them aside.
It had taken a lot of time and a lot of relationships for Nolee to get to where she had felt comfortable with herself again.
Nolee adjusted the TNA World Championship on her shoulder, a title she had held for almost a year now, as she climbed into the ring, pressing a kiss to Ethan's cheek as she lifted his arm, announcing him the victor. Across from them, Kenny stood and took the NXT title from the referee. It didn't matter that Kenny had claimed time and time again that he was trying to change. It didn't matter to Nolee that, though he had every chance to cheat from an exposed turnbuckle to the chance to grab Ethan's tights for the roll-up, that Kenny never did.
The moment she saw Kenny with the title in his hands, she 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 what was going to happen.
Nolee clung to Ethan in an effort to protect him, but ever the gentleman, Ethan moved her so that she stood behind him. Hands that had held Nolee through her darkest of days tightened into fists, his stance that of a man who would do anything to protect the woman he loved. Ethan hadn't done so the first time that Kenny had broken her heart. Ethan had left Impact long before that, had been unable to protect her when she needed him. He would be damed if he did it again. Nolee tensed as Kenny moved in with the title, bracing for the impact of cold steel on flesh.
An impact that never came.
As soon as Kenny was close enough, instead of hitting Ethan with the title, he wrapped it around Ethan's waist. Nolee blinked in surprise as Kenny held Ethan's hand up, letting the fans cheer for their champion. In the moment, with his head haloed by the stagelights, Nolee could see a glimmer of the man who she had once respected, perhaps even loved.
In that moment, watching as Kenny left with Ethan's arm wrapped around her waist from behind, Nolee felt the respect she had once had for Kenny Omega beginning to return.
bronco nima & lucien price x female reader (platonic) the boys help their best friend through a rough break up. i could imagine bronco wanting to kill the guy and lucien comforting the lady.
Bronco Nima & Lucien Price Comforting You After A Break-Up:
Word Count: 1K
Supreme Speaks: Thanks to @hooks-martin for requesting this, I hope it lives up to your expectations. Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.
Warnings: barely proofread, sorry about that
If ya’ll haven’t checked out Bronco and Lucien, do yourself a favor and go do it now
I think that they would be at your house before you could even finish your sentence
You and your partner of 2 years broke up due to differences yesterday
You were okay because you two just grew apart
So you thought
But then you found out they had a secret affair with someone going on for 1 year…and he proposed to the girl today (this was inspired by a reddit story)
And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back
You were hysterical, letting out every drop of anger and sadness in your body
You were also currently on the phone with your best friends; crying about the situation
Next thing you know, your doorbell rang
You opened the door, eyes full of tears, to see your best friends standing with your favorite ice cream, tissues, car keys, and a blanket
Lucien: get your shoes on and get in the car. We’re going for a late drive
He’s the calm one in the situation; thinking logically and believing that you need fresh air
You quietly got in the back of Lucien’s car and ate your ice cream as the blanket was draped over you
And Bronco?
Bronco wants to kick someone; he didn’t say a word, he just sat in the front seat, seething
He literally wants to kill your ex, and quite possibly the girl too, but he’s restraining himself
For you, the drive made you feel a little better and definitely allowed you to cool your head with the radio playing in the background and Lucien asking different questions to distract you
After driving around, they went back to your house
“Thanks guys for coming out here at 11 PM to deal with my dumb issues,” You said, flopping on the couch.
Lucien rubbed your back, “Your issues are never dumb. We’ll always be here for you. Your issues are our issues,” He said looking to Bronco for reassurance, who was just pacing with his arms crossed. “Right, Bronco?”
Bronco quickly snapped his head up, “Yeah. Sweetheart, you can always come to us about anything.” He stated before he started to pace again.
You leaned up to whisper to Luicen, “What’s wrong with him?”
“You know how he gets when someone messes with you. So he’s a little angry right now,” He whispered back
“Y’all talking about me?” Bronco's voice slightly boomed, making the two of you shake your head. “I’m gonna make you a sandwich 'cause I don’t think you ate anything besides that damn ice cream,” He said before going to the kitchen. No matter how mad he may be, Bronco always made sure to take care of you first.
In the meanwhile, Lucien was putting on Netflix for y’all to watch while y’all waited. As the show of your choice was opening, there was a knock at your door. Lucien, looking confused, got up ad went to the door. He looked in the peephole, rolled his eyes, and sat back down. “Who was it?” You asked
“It’s your ex, with flowers.” Lucien said before whispering “Jackass” You looked at the door, before looking down. Lucien spoke up again as your ex continued to knock on the door, “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. Just know, I fully support whatever it is that you do.”
Sighing, you get up and decided to answer the door. Your ex was standing there as Lucien said with flowers and a remorseful face. “Y/N! I thought you would never answer!” “What do you want?”
“You back.” He said, almost making you laugh. The same man who cheated on you, left you, and tried to marry another girl wanted you back? Crazy. “I made a big mistake! I know it wasn’t right, but I’m back now. We can be together again, like how we should be,”
You bitterly chuckled, “What about your fiancé? She kicked your no-good self to the curb?”
“We’re over, it’s you who I want.”
You were about to speak until Lucien's voice called out, “Well she doesn’t want your stupid ass!”
Your ex tried to look over you to find the voice, “Who was that? Oh, so you moved on that quickly? I should have known.”
“What? You moved on first, before we even ended our relationship! Look, can you just leave before there are more problems, please?”
“My pleasure. Enjoy being right back where you were.” Your ex said turning his back as you closed the door. You huffed, before taking your original seat next to Lucien.
Lucien wrapped his arm around you, “You did well. Not the way I wouldn’t have done it, but you did very well.”
Raising an eyebrow, you asked, “How would have you done it?”
He smiled, “I wouldn’t have answered the door.” You both laughed as Bronco entered the living room and plated the sandwich in front of you. He then started to move towards the door. “Where you going, man?”
“I need to take out the trash,” Bronco said as he walked out the door. You took a bite of the delicious sandwich, but then you realized something.
“Lucien, the trashcan is in my backyard.” You said.
His eyes widened, “And he didn’t have a trash bag with him.” As you both looked at each other with wide eyes, a scream from outside broke the moment of silence. From what you could tell, it was your ex’s voice. Lucien looked out the window, briefly smiled, and turned back to you. “Bronco’s fine.”
As if on cue, you heard tires screech away from your house and Bronco entered your house, huffing. His man bun was now lopsided and his right hand was turning red. Closing the door, he simply said, “I’m gonna go ice my hand.” He walked to the kitchen, making a small smile appear on your face.
“See? I told you, he’s fine.” Lucien said, clicking back to Netflix.
You don’t know what you would do without your boys protecting and comforting you.
Whumpril April 2024
April 5th, 2024
RECKLESS
William Regal
TW: Drew Gulak
Main Verse
There was a pride in seeing his son doing so well within the company of his choice. That was, after all, why William Regal had chosen to make his return to said company. Despite the pride he took in his Combat Club, they were not his children. There was a different sort of pride when it came to ones progeny, after all. It was also, in turn, why he was so worried about the sort of company his son was keeping. Particularly, William Regal was concerned with Drew Gulak.
Most would find that laughable, he was well aware of that. Drew was extremely unassuming, just one look at his history in 205 Live proved that. The PowerPoint Presentation era of Mr. Gulak was not indicative of who Drew Gulak was as a competitor. No, this era of Mr. Gulak was the true Drew Gulak. He was strong, sharp-minded. As evident with the rest of the CatchPoint Gym, Drew knew how to get what he wanted through violence and careful planning. Regal recognized the man Drew Gulak was because he was that sort of man.
It was why he knew that his son was making the wrong choice in letting the man dictate his career.
Maybe it was reckless, showing up to the locker room the Catchpoint boys used. With some careful prodding at Ava Raine, the woman who had taken over for his old position as general manager, Regal had even been allowed inside of the room. He had taken a spot in a chair in the corner, patient as possible. The door opened and, as predictable as ever, Drew was the first of the team to arrive. If there was any surprise that Regal was waiting for him, the Philly native did not show it. He crossed to the bench, placing his bags down. "Mr. Regal. I've been expecting you."
Was that a smirk Regal detected in his voice?
"Expecting me, Mr. Gulak?" Regal raised an amused eyebrow, a chuckle in his throat, "For whatever reason would you be expecting me?"
"Yes sir," Drew removed his ring jacket from his bag, not turning to look at the other man as he spoke, "ever since I started mentoring your son. Though, I have to say, I've been a lot more respectful to yours than you've been to mine."
Now that was an interesting statement.
"Your son, Mr. Gulak?" Regal questioned, standing and crossing to the locker, "As far as I know, you were unmarried and without children."
"There's lots of ways to have kids. Adoption is one of them, sunshine."
Sunshine. The mere thought of the man brough a soft smile to Regal's face. There was only one man that Drew could be referring to. "So. Young Master Wheeler is your progeny?"
"Since I took him under my wing, I've viewed that boy as my own son," Drew finally turned to look at Regal, an anger in his eyes, "And you routinely beat him bloody. You routinely beat him into submission."
"So that is why you have the interest in my Charles, then?" Regal questioned, "I assure you, he is made of far stronger stuff than you believe."
Drew shook his head, "No, no. You misunderstand my intentions, your lordship. I don't plan on harming him like you did my Wheeler. I plan on making him greater than you ever were."
Summary: The reader has always had strong butterflies when it comes to her love interest, Carmelo Hayes, but her friends of Toxic Attraction remind her of who she is, encouraging her to go make a move on him while out for the night, she quickly learns how neither of them can resist each other, having it in the bag when she makes her move…
Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Foreplay, Oral F receiving, bit of rough sex)
First time writing for Carmelo, so I hope that I did well!
"Okay, Okay!" Gosh, the girls were being rowdy tonight, having to squeeze back into my seat with a tray of drinks above my head and then resting it on the table. "Got another round!"
"Good, now that you're back, I need to know something," Mandy caught my attention because we were close, rolling my eyes playfully when I learned what she wanted, "How're things going with Carmelo?"
Gigi and Jacy just had to snicker and awe at her question, things were well between us, but I still asked:
"What makes you ask that?"
"Because guess who's in the club too?" Tilting her sunglasses down and looking over to the corner, there was Carmelo with Trick and a few friends.
"I know," I took my drink, smiling briefly; his presence alone gave me butterflies and yes, we were talking some, but I was always so nervous to pull a bold move.
"Go make a move!" Gigi insisted, leaning against me to encourage, "Take that boy home, girl!"
They all grew so giggly, cheering to try and encourage more when I was hesitant:
"I thought this was supposed to be a girl's night?"
"And we, your girls," Jacy pitched in, glaring playfully, "Are here! We want this for you."
"You forget that you're a part of Toxic Attraction?" Mandy reminded, sparking that bad girl side of me, "The best, hottest girls in the game."
"Go over there and flirt some," Gigi sat me up straight, patting my back, "Triple dog dare you."
Mandy and Jacy both shared an, "Ooooo," that made me laugh, downing my drink in a big gulp, shaking my head at them, joking:
"When I don't come back, don't get mad about then."
Mandy's words did give me a big boost of confidence, fixing my leather skirt, heels clicking over to Carmelo, whose leg was open to the edge of his seat, and all of the guys looking whenever I came over. I wanted to keep it cool at first, like a hello rather than going straight into it, so I smiled:
"Hey, guys!"
"Hey, girl! What's up?" Trick and all of their guys were being cool and Carmelo had the sexiest smile on his face when he looked at me, asking:
"Having a good night out?"
"Yeah, I saw you guys and I figured that I'd stop by and see what's going on," I smiled, giggling at Trick who definitely had some drinks, standing up and dancing to the music a little:
"We getting lit over here!"
"There's no problem with having one more person joining the party, right?" I was ready to make my move when more bottles came over, Carmelo nodding and smiling:
"No problem at all, girl."
"Sweet," I smiled, making my move and pointing to his lap, "Is that seat taken?"
He had to tilt his sunglasses down, never seeing me be as bold as this, reassuring, "That's my lap."
"I know what I said," I giggled sexily, winking softly, smiling more when his arm reeled me in by the hip.
I was glad that I could hide my nervousness, afraid for a moment that he was going to say something else, but he sat me in his lap perfectly, taking off his shades and fixing his chains when darting across his lower lip:
"Comfy?"
"It's comfy alright," I rolled my hips oh so slowly before I sat still, glancing over to Gigi, Jacy, and Mandy, who were absolutely losing their minds, movements clear to my eyes even with all of the people passing and blocking my view a little.
The guys proceeded with their talking and partying and they were actually a whole lot of fun. They kept me laughing and taking some shots with them, impressing them whenever they brought out the "strong" liquor.
"Aye, aye, aye!" They were all rooting for me when I down tequila straight from the bottle without any stops, coughs, no chaser.
"I love me some tequi-la-la!" I laughed, standing up and dancing with them for a moment, but Carmelo stayed seated, hand on my hips and watching how I swayed back and forth, gripping and feeling when I sat back down for a breather, listening to Trick laughing:
"Yo Carmelo. She's a part of the party crew, now!"
"She's about to come around a lot more often," He answered softly, staying loud enough so only I could hear, and with the rest of them distracted, I leaned against his chest softly, raising my eyebrow:
"Just for parties or the real crew?"
"Our crew is the only people who party with us," He wiggled his eyebrows back at me, those drinks making my feelings and temptations especially, stronger.
Taking in the melting scent of his cologne, something in the corner of my eye caught my attention. The girls were really watching me, seeing them trying to make me pull another bold move, Gigi explaining by pretending to kiss Jacy.
They wanted me to kiss him?!
Don't get me wrong, the temptations were strong, but the thought of it made my heart race rapidly. I only kept that risqué smile on my face to respond to Carmelo, swirling my hips to the music again, his hands shifting my hips so that I was right on the hard-on that was forming.
I couldn't keep being a punk and let the butterflies get to me. Damn right I wanted to kiss him, we've been flirting all night, and I was literally grinding on him!
That bad girl mentality came back quickly, the guys were so distracted that if I did kiss him, I was sure no one would be reacting like a crowd to it and so?
Turning my head, I planned on flirting my way up to a kiss, but he was one step ahead of me, knee raising me up and my chest meeting his, lips kissing mine softly, hand sliding down to my thigh and squeezing, tongue slipping in:
"You won't be like the boys, though."
"Wanna tell me the difference?" I kissed, pressing my lips hard for a moment, feeling his waistband and holding with a fist from the temptations that I had to fight, both of us stopping to look at the shift of the table.
It was only Trick being a drunk nut, dancing on the table and I started to feel the bounce in Carmelo's leg, looking at his watch and thinking:
"If you still want this to be your seat, you're gonna have to come with me."
I was looking back at the girls for a moment, seeing Mandy's jaw dropped, Gigi and Jacy losing their minds. Looking back to Carmelo, his smirk gave me all of the hints, glancing over to the exit and tongue swaying across his lower lip and I played along:
"I have been really comfortable and it's nice to have someone making sure I get back safe."
He took my hand and stood up with me, saying to Trick, "Ayo! I'm gonna make sure she gets back, alright?"
"Y'all are leaving the party?!" Someone was a party machine, I found it funny, but he accepted it, "Get back safe!"
"We will," He smirked, shades back on and his arm around my shoulder while we headed for the exit.
Passing the girls' table, they managed their excitement as best as they could. I had this in the bag and smiled at Gigi because she was the one who said to take him, waving when I smirked and stuck out my tongue a little:
"Later."
"You don't mind spending the night. do you?" He looked past his sunglasses, hinting more while waiting for our ride, relieving some of the hunger when I kissed before hopping in:
"Never."
We went straight to his place, every second like a countdown on a bomb, taking his thick gold chain while he brought me inside, heating up more when I pulled him in for a kiss, dirty thoughts controlling me, having my shoulders come in a little to let the straps of my shirt fall and show a little that I wasn't wearing a bra.
"I really like that chain, you know," He briefly looked down to see my grip, pulling my skirt down to spank my ass as a playful warning, making me squeal a little.
"I like it too," I bit my lip at the slight sting, stepping out of my skirt and stroking my hand across his chest, slithering down to his bulge, smiling at how hard he was and his length, whispering against his lips, "Or do you want me touching something else?"
Tossing his sunglasses off, he worked with my hands to unbutton his jeans, teasing back:
"Don't act like you don't want to. You were so happy to sit in my lap and rub all over me."
"Something wrong with that?" I was shaking when I felt his cock spring and stand against his stomach, stroking it softly, "Besides, you know you liked it."
"Keeping that ass all over me like that?" He recalled, taking a handful of my ass and kissing, "Hell yeah I did."
Unable to help ourselves any more, he threw off his shirt, pulling the strap of mine softly and glancing to the bed:
"Trying to get rid of the rest?"
No hesitation, I slipped out of my shirt and panties, crawling onto the bed with a smirk, going to kick off my heels till he stood at the end, fixing the one:
"Keep 'em on. I like a girl in heels."
"Red bottoms only over here," I flipped to my back, smiling and keeping my legs together to show them off, raising them up high and my hips a little to show myself off to him, noticing how he was licking his lips.
Quickly taking my ankles and spreading my legs wide, down to the bed, he kept his eyes locked with mine, head dropping with an open mouth and kissing my clit before swirling his tongue all over and down.
"Oh, sh-h-" I moaned deep at the quick pace his tongue worked up and down, rocking my hips at his lips around my clit and sucking hard while a finger slipped into me, immediately pumping all the way to the knuckle at his fist, noticing the clench of my walls and adding another.
"Fuck, that's so good," I started whining at my hips jerking more, getting even closer with his words:
"Cum and I'll give you something even better."
"Oh, I'm gonna," I closed my eyes tight, gasping at how quick and deep he pumped his fingers, rapid licks at my clit making my hips jerk upward, sucking at his hard again, and instantly, there was a gush around his fingers, still such strong friction, chuckling when he came to a stop.
"I've been waiting for this," He smiled, rubbing my thighs and positioning himself between my legs, giving me the moment that I need, still panting a little but smiling back at him:
"Been waiting to get some of this pussy, huh?"
"Should've known that it was gonna be mine," He smirked, needing no hands to slip in, just his tip stretching me wide, making my eyes shut tight again, lip trapped between my teeth.
"Got damn," I gasped hard, having to see just a few inches he gave in his few thrusts, knowing I was in for more teasing:
"Can't handle all of it?"
The coldness of his chain against my chest had me sucking in a deep breath, moaning against his lips as his hips moved faster, not having me defeated just yet:
"Only way to find out."
Leaning up a little and needing to see the face I made, he slammed every inch with a single thrust and had a squealish moan jump out of me, my legs shooting up in the air and back. It was a lot, but it left me wanting more, feeling over his shoulders to hold the back of his neck and beg:
"Do that again!"
"That?" He kept it just like before, quick and strong, only quicker with the rapid nods of my head, how loud my moans were growing, soon after having my knees next to my head, beginning to pound away and the sound of wet skin smacking only having him going harder.
"Fuck yeah, like that!"
I was so close to my orgasm again that I was about stupid, the burn in my legs and hips feeling like a fire, the shaking having him sit up again and push them down further by the thighs, tears in my eyes from my jerks being held down, walls pulsating hard around his unphased cock.
"Wanna cum around my dick, baby?" He smirked proudly, panting softly while going completely off the wall and railing the hell out of me, "I can feel how you're squeezing me."
"Uh-huh!" I whined out, latching around his neck again with extended and locked arms, every part of my body locking up with my head snapped back hard, eyes rolling and becoming dumb, stuttering out, "I'm c-cum, cuming!"
If I didn't make a mess the first time, I surely did the second, slick all over my thighs and ass, his thrusts slowing while taking my orgasm, but still fucking me through it, letting my legs fall back to the bed while coming to a slow stop.
I never felt so heavy, but weightless at the same time, smiling and still gasping for air at his kisses along my neck, helping my body become less tense.
"Don't think I've ever been so happy to leave a party," He chuckled, coming to kiss my smile softly:
"It's always a party when you're with me."
"Ain't wrong there," He met my gaze smiling, "And you just can't resist me. I saw you eyeing me before you came over."
"It's hard not to," I admitted, playing with his chain, "And to think I was a little nervous to come over."
"No need to be nervous, I already told you," He admired that I was brave enough to admit that I was nervous, but surely assured what he said earlier, "You're going to be around a lot more often, baby."
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― One-Shots
AEW
Brutalizer (Orange Cassidy x Reader)
Cold Hands, Warm Heart (Kenny Omega x Reader)
First Winter (Wheeler Yuta x OFC)
Least Favorite Day of the Week (Wardlow x Reader)
Mercury Retrograde (Trent x Reader)
Personal Snow Globe (Brandon Cutler x OFC)
So You’ve Chosen Death (Luchasaurus x Reader)
Still with You (PAC x Reader)
The Ghost of Christmas Present (Best Friends)
The Worst Thing in the World (Matt Jackson x OFC)
Worth Trying (Brandon Cutler x Reader)
You’re Welcome (Wardlow x OFC)
WWE/NXT
“Chipped Tooth” (Timothy Thatcher x OFC)
“Or Something” (Pete Dunne x Reader)
― Headcanons
AEW
Adam Page ⇁ One | Two | Three
Best Friends
Chuck Taylor ⇁ One | Two
Eddie Kingston
Ethan Page
Joey Janela
Hook
Matt Jackson
MJF ⇁ One | Two
Orange Cassidy
Wardlow
Could you do a Damian Priest one? I really like your writing!
of course i can, love ! and thank you !
• sunset glow — damian priest •
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{ warnings } — smut, 18+ { minors do not interact }, exhibitionism, public sex, daddy kink, oral sex { m receiving }, blowjob, hair pulling, facefucking, throatfucking, throatpie, cumshot, facial, cum eating, rough sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, creampie, fingering, squirting
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{ genre } — smut
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the autumn air was warm as it brushed up against his bare skin, such a sweet sensation, it sent a shiver up his spine. a comforting feeling it was, the sun setting, a hue of orange and pink fading into the horizon over the dashboard or his rental car. the hotel was only minutes away from the area, yet it seemed like an eternity, even more so knowing you were waiting for him back in that cramped space.
he let out a sign of contentment, the most painful part of the night over, sadly. although he must admit he did get an exhilarating rush of adrenaline after the table spot he performed, he bet that he would still have bits of wood still sticking out of his skin.
he unlocked the door to the hotel room after meticulous scanning for the right number, eventually finding it after what felt like forever. he half expected you to be asleep, or watching t.v, perhaps you were in the shower. what he did not expect however, for the door to the balcony left open, a warm autumn breeze wafting through the cramped hotel room. what he saw next made his eyes widen and his mouth water lustfully. you stood, bent over slightly on the railing, completely naked, your skin glowing underneath the sunset, your silky hair flowing in the wind as you turned around to greet him.
“what are you doing?” he responded with a slight chuckle, placing his bags down by the bed. you simply offered him a small smile, beckoning him to join you on the balcony. you had never been one to shy away from your promiscuity, it had always been in your nature, hell the first time you met you rather proudly stated you’d want to fuck him. you felt as confident as ever bare, out in the open, for everyone's eyes to see.
“i’d thought i’d congratulate you on your win tonight” you smirked devilishly, a temptress in plain view. he allowed his eyes to scan your body, how your curves fit so perfectly in his hands as he ran his palms across your waist and hips. your nipples hardened as the wind brushed against them, you let out a soft gasp as he lightly plucked them between his thumb and his index finger.
“well… what are you waiting for?” he remarked darkly, his large frame towering over you. “get on your knees”
you did as told, lowering yourself to your knees in front of him, palming his cock through his gym shorts on the way down as he let out a soft grunt. your eyes peered up at him with such a faux innocence, such exhilaration! just at the thought of the possibility of one of the patrons of the other hotels across the street seeing the two of you.
slowly, you pulled his shorts down, his boxers soon followed. his cock springing to life in your palm. he let out a sigh or relief as you slowly gave his tip a few kitten licks. he took a handful of your hair, tightly tugging, a silent order for you to continue with his pleasure. your petal shaped lips wrapped around his tip with a soft moan, the sensation making him shudder with want, throwing his head back in pleasure as you took him deeper down your throat.
‘fuck princess…” he grumbled, having to stabilise himself against the railing for a moment. you kept your movements intentionally slow, drawing out his pleasure for as long as you could, savouring his orgasm.
“you always know how to make daddy feel so good…” his hips slowly began to buck, meeting the gentle bobs of your head. your tongue swirled around his shaft, glossing his cock with your spit, trailing over every vein in his thick shaft. you moaned around his size, his tip hitting the back of your throat slightly, leaving you softly gagging around him.
he grasped your head between both of his large hands, impatient as ever, he began thrusting up into your throat, a relentless pace he set, each thrust sent shockwaves through your system, your body filled with pure lust, it left your eyes rolling into the back of your skull.
“oh fuck-” he groaned, burying his cock deep down into the back of your throat. loving the sight of your cheeks filling up with his cum. he let out an exasperated sigh, pulling his cock from your mouth, pumping his still leaking shaft roughly, the remainder of his hot seed coating your pretty face. you showed him your tongue, glossy and white with his cum, giving a small giggle as it dripped onto your tits.
you stood up, leaning over the balcony, unprompted. wiggling your plump ass for him. he said nothing in response, stoic and quiet as he positioned himself behind you. his cock lined up with your tight entrance, your cunt absolutely soaked with such desperation for him.
“i want everyone to hear you scream my name,” he growled lowly into your ear. “i want everyone to know who your pathetic pussy belongs to”
he entered you roughly, his cock filling your void with such ease. you couldn't help but whine in response. the feeling of him stretching your pussy out was pure heaven! the sensation already leaving you on weak, shaky knees.
“oh god, daddy! you're so fucking big!” you cried out followed by a small whimper of pleasure. “s-so fucking good…”
you bucked your hips back against his cock, his size filling you completely as his pace began to falter, his power only increased, leaving your body jolting with pleasure with every thrust he gave. he was close, you could feel it. from the twitch in his cock, to his haphazard thrusts. he felt no need to announce his orgasm, simply ruining your until his hot seed was dripping from your aching cunt.
the feeling was pure bliss, you felt so full with him, both figuratively and literally. your inner thighs coated with white as he pulled out of you, bringing a hand down to toy with your clit for a moment. his slender digits swirled circles into your swollen bundle of nerves he pulled you into the warmth of his chest ng two fingers into your cum-filled void.
“that's it princess, cum for daddy” he groaned softly, letting his fingers explore your warmth as you walls clenched around them. you let out another cry of pleasure, your juices soaking his fingers. you fell back into him with a content sigh, he pulled his fingers from your void, bringing them to your lips, allowing you to lock clean the mixture of both your cum.
“you should congratulate me like that every time, princess”
