How Sastified Are You? Hc w/ Jey Uso & Roman Reigns
❥REQUEST: K hear me out what if becky n y/n have a little feud she has INtercontential and womens championship n she goes you don’t need that title and y/n goes I think you need to get laid To which becky responds w u do or something off guard cause shes taken back with ‘well you do, and y/n responds with babe, I/m already satisfied [4roman/ jey]. And how they react to it hc please -Anon
❥ WARNINGS: brawl in the Jey’s part, wrestling themes, name calling,sexual themes, not smut cause I didn’t know if you wanted it, reader being a bitch, heel!reader, errors I missed.
❥ AUTHOR'S NOTE: requests are open! Feedback is appreciated.
Roman Reigns:
You rolled your eyes as Becky Lynch’s music hit. You can’t even utter a word. Adam Pearce was by your side about to announce the contract signing for the Intercontinental Championship to Becky lynch when she decided to interrupt.
“Can’t even wait for the cue,” You muttered to yourself.
“Look, you don’t need that title. Why don’t you just give it to me?” She demanded. Racing down to the ring. You stared blankly at her. She was getting desperate, and you were getting tired of the same rematches, same rants. Her voice was giving you a headache.
She made her way into the ring. Walking up to you till she was face-to-face with you. You smirked at her.
“Becky, Bec’s, I am going to be really honest with you,” You spoke. Looking at her intensely. The crowd let out an “Oh.” While Becky just glared at you. Adam Pearce tried to defuse the situation, but you just ignored him.
“I don’t think you need this,” You spoke again, pointing to the intercontinental championship. She looked down to where you were pointing, then back at you. shaking her head no in disagreement.
“ I think what you truly need is to get laid,” You smirked. Becky stared at you in utter shock. Going pale. As you continued to look at her. Some of the crowd cheered, while others were stunned.
“That was completely uncalled for,” Cole was the first one to speak. You got everyone too stunned to speak, apparently. She composed herself. You could see her shake with anger. “Good,” you thought. All your little run-ins and matches with her were going stale.
“You do, you weirdo,” She shouted furiously. You smirked.
“Babe, I'm already satisfied, but you-Eh, not so much,” You responded. Shrugging your shoulders. This set Becky off.
She threw a real punch at your eye. Making you stumble a bit. You just started laughing, placing your hand on your eye that she punched.
“y/n’s just laughing,” Cole spoke.
“Well, look what she said was uncalled for, but- she's not entirely wrong,” Corey tried to defend you.
“Stop defending her Corey.” Cole snapped.
Becky stormed out of the ring. Shouting profanities at you.
“Go get laid, babe, then come back,” You spoke into the mic, making her stop at the ramp.
“That’s enough y/n,” Adam Pearce ordered you. Taking the mic off you. You continued to laugh as Becky stormed off….
Silence, that’s all you got from him. And it was eating you alive. Roman didn’t say anything to you when you got backstage and went to his locker room other than “we are leaving,”.
“What?” You whined out, breaking the silence.
Roman took his eyes off the road for a second to look at you, then looked back at the road.
“Why are you being all quiet?” You asked.
“Was that whole laid thing in the script, or did you go rogue?” He asked. Finally answering you and speaking to you.
“Does it matter? Hunter approved of it, so.” You replied.
Roman looked at you again. You couldn’t quite figure out his expression. You broke again. Instead of waiting for his response you spoke again,
“I improvised, the matches and feud were getting stale, so I decided to say something that would make her angry, you know, all the best matches are filled with rage,” You defended yourself. You heard a small chuckle come from his mouth.
“I could have said something about her daughter, I could have said a lot of other things, but I didn’t,” You shrugged.
“You watch the next match I have with her, it will be fire,” You also added.
“You’re playing with fire,” He spoke.
“Mmmm, both you and I know that I like getting burnt, besides, probably do her good to get laid, I don't have to carry this feud then,” You stated. Roman playfully rolled his eyes.
“So, how satisfied are you? How satisfied do I make you? Hm,” He asked. His hand making its way to your inner thigh. You smirked.
“Very,” You responded confidently. Biting your lower lip.
“Mmmm,” He responded. Roman felt his jeans tightening. He let out a little moan.
“But why don’t you find out?” You challenged him. Bringing his hand underneath the waistband of your sweats and underwear, bringing his hand down to your wet heat.
Both of you let out a moan.
“Fuck,” Roman cursed, pulling the car abruptly to the shoulder of the road. Pulling the handbrake up and putting the car in park.
He unbuckled his seat belt. Grabbing hold of your throat. His lips pressed against yours roughly and hungrily. You let out a squeak of surprise as his fingers slip into your heat.
Jey Uso:
Becky squared you up as she walked past you, going over to get a microphone.
You smirked at her. This pissed her off even more.
“You know what, you don’t deserve any of these, especially this one,” She yelled into the mic.
It only made you chuckle. You were honestly so unserious about her, and it bothered her. It was so funny to watch her berate you.
“You think this is funny, this isn’t funny, you don’t deserve this, you don’t deserve to be champion, any champion, I deserve to be the intercontinental champion,” She ranted. She was giving you a headache at this point.
“Girl, what you need is to get laid,” You deadpanned. The crowd let out a roar of Oh and oh my gods.
“You do, I get laid,” She shouted.
“Oh, Becky, I’m already satisfied. I get satisfied every night. Is Seth not satisfying you? Is that why you are so moody? Is that why you are so jealous of me? So obsessed with me?” You smirked.
“Shut up, you whore, I'll give you another black eye,” She shouted into the mic.
“Aw, how cute, you're shaking with anger, go ahead, if that satisfies you,” You replied, emphasising the word satisfies.
Becky threw a punch at your other eye.
“Oh my god, she just gave her another black eye,” Cole exclaimed.
“Poor y/n,” Corey sympathised.
You turned your head to the side. You knew Becky, and you were meant to brawl soon. So why wait. You threw the mic at her.
You quickly threw her to the ground. Pouncing on her as you threw punches. She threw some here and there.
The security, as well as Adam Pearce, came rushing to the ring. Separating Becky and you from each other. Keeping you from attacking her. You grabbed a discarded mic.
“You know what? Becky, you have your match.” You shouted into it. Then threw it at her again.
“Good,” She shouted. She broke through the barricade of security to get to you. You did the same. Both of you swung fists at each other. You pushed her down. Pining her to the ground as the two of you had a fist fight again.
Jey watched from backstage. Worry and pride. He did think it was hot when you beat up your opponents. He was more worried that you had another black eye forming. He didn’t want to interfere in any of your promos or matches, but sometimes he wanted to. And right now, he was fighting the urge to go out there and save you. Yes, you could hold your own, but Becky seemed to have a grudge against you. Her attacks against you were relentless.
“I think I should go out,” Jey spoke. You were capable of defending yourself, but Becky seemed to have a grudge and was relentlessly coming after you. Pacing a bit.
“Don’t, you’ll just make it worse,” Jimmy tried to reason with his brother.
“Nah, I’m gonna go out,” Jey spoke. Shaking Jimmy’s attempts to hold him back.
Before he could even go out, the curtain opened, and you walked in. A few security gusrds behind you.
“Baby,” Jey exclaimed. Quickly rushing towards you. His hands cupping your cheeks. Accessing the damage. Another black eye was forming. You had a bump on your forehead, and your nose was bleeding.
“Oh, that looks bad, you got two shiners now,” Jey spoke out.
“Ow,” You whined. As he touched the bump on your forehead.
“Sorry,” He apologised. Pulling you close to him, for protection and comfort. You pressed your head against his chest. Wrapping your arms around him. You wanted comfort.
“She needs to go to the medic,” One of the security guards said. Jey glared at them.
“Right, I'll take her,” Jey insisted. Not letting go of you. You unwrapped your arms around him. You snuggled up to his side as he led you to the medic room. Jimmy follows behind.
“That was completely hot,” he spoke as he escorted you to the medic's room.
“What the brawl?” You asked.
“That and the whole I get satisfied every night line,” He spoke.
“Well…it’s not a lie,” You responded. Biting your lip.
Jey sucked in a breath. Pressing a kiss against the top of your head.
“So, how satisfied are you?” He asked you, one of his brows raised.
“Oh, beyond,” You responded to him. Sending him a playful look. Before Jey could react, Jimmy interrupted.
“Get a room, and not the locker room I share with him,” Jimmy interrupted. Making you roll your eyes. Before either Jey or you could respond, Jimmy spoke again,
“Miss, I get satisfied every night,” Jimmy mocked your voice.
“Not a lie,” You responded.
“Yeah, I know I hear it through the walls, or when you think you're being quiet, I’m off,” Jimmy spoke again, departing ways with Jey and you.
Jey held you closer to him as he walked you to the medic room.
Opening the door for you.
The medic assessed you, all the while Jey held your hand, trying to keep you calm.
“You have another black eye and a minor bump to your head, ” He spoke.
“Should you do an X-ray on that?” Jey asked. You looked at Jey, then at the medic.
“She should be fine; she isn’t showing any signs of a concussion.” He spoke.
Jey tried to argue, but the medic dismissed him. Standing up.
“I have to go see another wrestler, no sex in this room,” he scolded Jey and you, before walking out.
Jey let go of your hand so that he could stand between your legs. His hands grabbed the sides of your face as he looked into your eyes lovingly.
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” He spoke softly, but you heard him.
“Yeah,” You spoke quietly.
“I love you so much,” He softly spoke again. Resting his forehead against yours.
“I love you too,” You responded. Making him smile.
“It hurts me so much to see Becky beat you up all the time,” He confessed.
“Maybe we could tag team up and beat her and Seth one day,” You joked. Giving him a playful wink. Jey let out a chuckle.
“You’re a dork,” He joked. Pulling his forehead away from yours so he could press a kiss against the top of your head…
