highly requested tama tonga fic.
warnings ; 18 +, smut, angst, toxicity, heavy and intimate scene, verbal arguments
"Lani! Lani! La- Ugh." The woman's friend called repeatedly in an attempt to grab the others attention as she traveled throughout the arena's backstage area.
This time around, WWE was held in New York, and the enormous auditorium was teeming with energy. The fans' cries were likely loud enough to be heard across the illuminated city, and the excitement that filled the arena could be felt all around.
"Lani, slow down! Shit." The female eventually comes to a halt and turns around, ripping an earbud out of her ear as she watches her friend sprint up to her, clearly out of breath and struggling to heave more than she did to breathe in general.
"Girl, what the fuck.." Nalani said, her expression perplexed.
Nalani's friend held up a finger to indicate that she needed a minute before lowering her hands to her knees, taking long breaths to control her breathing, and slowly rising up straight and staring her best friend in the eyes.
Nalani removed her earbuds entirely and stuffed them in her purse after noticing the gaze of her best friend, Yvonne.
"What is it?" She questions, her tone silvery but full of worry.
Yvonne sighs as she grabs Nalani's arm and leads her down the corridor to a less congested spot. "Tama, he starts at the company tonight."
Tama Tonga was someone Nalani once had a close ‘situationship’ with; the two were not dating nor were they anything else, nonetheless the two had a terrible fallout, which was one of the main reasons the woman decided to leave NPJW and join WWE, where she has been for at least two years.
Yvonne expected her friend to be shattered by this news and was ready to console her in any way she could, but Nalani's expression was blank, emotionless.
"Whatever." Nalani responds, shrugging her shoulders. "Him and I happened a long time ago, it is what it is, Yvonne but, thank you for telling me anyway."
With that, the woman walked away, leaving the other lingering there in shock.
Later that night, the program had been running for at least an hour or two, and Nalani found herself practically hooked to the TV. Tama had made his debut in the ring, standing alongside Solo Sikoa. The woman tried to fool herself into believing she didn't care about the man's presence, but she did.
As the Tama and Solo segment concluded, it was time to proceed with the matches, and Nalani had yet to notice that she and Tama were in the same room along with their many other coworkers, watching the events on TV. However, Nalani felt holes being burnt into her back and rose up to leave the room as a result.
As she got up from her seat, her eyes connected with his for barely a few seconds, yet even with such a brief period of time, the two could feel a strong surge of tension sweep over them both. A surge so overwhelming that it made Nalani's knees weak. So strong, Tama had to take a deep breath in and out, feeling as if the air between them was so thick he could hardly breathe.
Tama followed the woman as she fled the room. He accompanied her every step but lagged behind her, leaving enough distance between them so others assumed it was a coincidence that the two were on the same path.
"Nalani!" Tama whispered, more like a whisper shout.
"Nalani, stop please. Let's talk." He tries once more.
The woman shook her head, hoping to drown out the man's voice as she searched for an empty space to hide in.
Finally. She had stumbled upon an empty office, pulling the door open and walking inside, but the man was right behind her, closing and locking the door behind him.
The two stood a few feet apart at first, with Nalani taking the lead and turning around to face the man directly. "Tama, I want nothing to do with you. You know that." She reminded him, watching as he made slow steps closer to her, with such caution.
"Nalani, I don't care and you also know that. What about what we had? We need to talk about it.”
The woman scoffed and pressed her brows together, crossing her arms across her chest.
"We had nothing, Tama. Just sex! It was all sex. Sex, sex, sex! What the fuck did we have?!" She raised her voice, tears threatening the brims of her eyes along with a stinging sensation like an intense burn.
Tama tightened his jaw and dared to approach her close enough to tower over her. "Nalani, sex was all you ever fucking came to me for! You loved me though, I know you did. I know you."
Tama stepped closer, his breath gently brushing against her face and vice versa.
Shaking her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, she gazed up at him.
"No, Tama. No, I did not."
The room fell silent as the intense and emotional dispute transformed into a moment of longing, as it usually does. His hands pushed Nalani's hair away from her face and cradled her cheeks. "Come on, ma. Please." He begged softly.
The woman's breath halted in her throat as his lips touched hers tenderly. That beautiful softness developed into a tongue war, with the two nearly engulfing one another's faces and their kisses becoming increasingly intense.
Tama pushed Nalani against the desk and raised her to sit on top of it, moving his fingers up her bare thighs to the hem of her little shorts.
"These need to come off. Now." He ordered, and the woman quickly pulled away from the kiss and slid out of the shorts, discarding them elsewhere in the office while remaining in her black, laced thong.
The man's hand snaked its way into Nalani's panties, his fingers grazing her clit as the woman became wetter, her fluids covering his digits as he drove his hand farther down, inserting his fingers into her slippery hole.
Nalani's breathing was erratic, and her hands trembled as she clutched the man's huge biceps. Her hips jolted against his hand, the woman trying her hardest not to emit vulgar sounds as she bit down on her bottom lip so hard that it could've drawn blood.
She was dizzy for it, her head whirling as she tried to talk.
"Please.." was all she could manage to mumble as she sighed against his neck while he rocked his fingers in and out of her, his movements accompanied by the sounds of her liquids as they filled the room, along with her shy whimpers and his dirty words whispered against her lips like a tease.
Backing his hand away, Tama sucked and licked his fingers clean, gaze fixed on hers, while his free hand swiftly unbuckled the belt of his pants and zipper before slipping them down along with his underwear. When the man was freed from his pants' confinement, his large cock slapped against his stomach.
Nalani was near drooling at the sight, her legs extending like an open invitation, which Tama eagerly accepted.
Advancing towards her, his right hand grabbed her jaw tightly, while his left moved the woman's panties to the side and positioned his tip just where Nalani desired it the most. "Tell me how bad you want it, mama." He talked in a gravelly tone that made the woman want to come right then and there.
"Please, Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me, please." She pleaded, and the way her stunning, large brown eyes peered into his drove him wild, thus he wasted no time in driving his cock deep into her soaking pussy.
"Mm. Mhm, this my pussy. Huh, baby?" He groaned, his hips grinding back and forth slowly to start.
Nalani was already immersed in the pleasure, her thoughts foggy from the thrill of feeling the way he hammered his dick in and out of her, as he had done previously in a similar setting. They'd fuck any and everywhere, every chance they had. The man fucked her with such intensity that she could be deemed hooked. This was dick she'd gladly chase after, a man she'd give herself to without hesitation.
"Yours, baby. Yours.." She managed to let out, her body surrendering to his every touch and motion, understanding the work of sex as if he were the Greek god Himeros himself, reincarnated and living within the body of a fine, six-foot-tall Tongan man.
His thrusts accelerated, Tama grasping her legs as he hooked his forearms beneath her knees in a successful attempt to strike deeper, nailing all the right spots as he usually did.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and all she could see was darkness, his groans and gruff grunts against her ear, pushing her over the edge.
"We gotta be quick, ma. Lemme see you come all over daddy's dick." He pressed on, seeking for the sensation he couldn't even deny missing. The feeling of Nalani's pussy tightening around him, followed by her body jerking and shaking.
The man's hip motions quickly shifted from a brisk tempo to a vicious rhythm, with cries of pleasure threatening to escape from between the woman's plump, glossy lips.
"You gon' come? Hm?" Tama rasped, placing a hand around Nalani's neck, which only pushed the woman to her peak.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, back arched as her chest pressed up against his. It felt like her brain had stopped functioning. She hadn't had such sex this good in a long time, and it amazed her. She came hard, creaming as it beautifully decorated the man's cock.
Tama, on the other hand, succumbed to his orgasm just seconds later. His hips came to a standstill as he rammed into the woman one more time, emitting an audible grunt. "Oh, shit." He cursed, staying in that position for a couple seconds longer before gently pulling away from Nalani.
Looking at the woman as she collected herself and returned to reality after coming down from her high, the man admired the little balls of sweat along her hairline and along her temples.
She looked good, no matter what.
"I love you, I do." She ultimately admits, resting her head on his chest, worn out.
The man grinned, kissing the top of her head and resting his chin on it.
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