#Pete dunne drabble

[letsgivethisonemoreshot]

I…I don’t know how I missed this … I also don’t have words….

Little Bit Of A Brat (Drabble)

Pairing: Pete Dunne x Reader Word Count: 635 Prompt: "It's hot when you talk back"

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If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. ________ Pete wasn’t sure what had gotten into his girlfriend lately, but he was secretly loving it. Normally she wasn’t too bratty in front of his coworkers. But the last couple of days she had been being a super brat, it was probably since he’d been so busy without much time for anything except work. Pete had invited her out to spend two weeks on the road with him and suddenly was slammed with house shows, meet and greets the list went on.

He knew she was trying to be understanding but that bratty part of her was starting to really dislike not having much of his attention since he’d be so tired back at the hotel. Pete tried to keep that in mind when she rolled her eyes and gave him attitude. But flipping him off and walking away when he tried to ask if she wanted to get dinner was the last straw.

Collecting his bag Pete left catering slowly making his way down the hallway at a casual pace. Normally he would follow right after her into his locker room and handle the bratty behavior but this time he wanted to try something a little different. Pete knew she was expecting him, so he decided to take the long way round.

By the time he was at the locker room door he knew she’d probably be thinking he got busy again, stopping at the door he listened for any noise then pushed it open. Holding back a smirk at the daggers, she threw his way Pete dropped his bag on a chair. Walking past her he got the towel from his toiletry bag, then turned on the shower so he could wash up.

“Strip.”

He told her in a low but firm voice watching as her chin rose her eyes slightly narrowed as she smirked at him.

“I’m a grown woman I think I can decide for myself when I need to get undressed or in the shower. Besides don’t want to waste time getting undressed only for you to run off for another engagement for work.”

“Mm it’s hot when you talk back. I wasn’t giving you a choice brat I said strip and get your ass in the shower.”

“Make me.”

He loved when she got like this so Pete scooped her up putting her on his shoulder making his way back into the bathroom as she tried to wiggle away. Giving a warning slap to her ass he set her down on her feet and given the fact she was wearing one of his black shirts. He ripped it down the middle watching the pieces pool around her hips.

“Now are you going to be a good girl and finish undressing or are you going to continue to be a brat?”

Her silence left him to grab her sweatpants, pulling them down her legs followed by her undergarments. Carrying her squirming body once more he set her on her feet in the shower and grabbed his washcloth lathering it with soap.

“I know you’re upset with me and I’m sorry I know we were supposed to spend these two weeks together. I didn’t know until last minute that all this stuff was going to be given to me.”

He slowly started washing her body and back letting the water hit them both as he scrubbed them clean.

“I took the next four days off so we can do whatever you want when we get to each city.”

Watching her eyes light up Pete smiled kissing her forehead before turning her into the water to rinse off then himself.

“But we can’t let your behavior go unpunished so on your knees dove and don’t fight me about it, we both know how much you love having my cock in your mouth.”

[andie01writing]

Masterlist

Just updated with a few that I had forgotten to add.

Beasts Universe

Beasts

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

Part 16

Choices

First Spark

Trust

Touch

Breed

Vulnerable

Heir

Guard

Connection

Protector

Information

Misc In Universe

Be Good To Her

Be Good To Her 2

When You’re Drinking (Bo Dallas x OC)

When You’re Drinking

To a T

Pretend (Braun Strowman x OC)

Pretend

Peanut

More

Mistakes (Elias x OC)

Mistake

Moving On

More Mistakes

Moving In

Drabble

Little Mistakes

Perfect (Kassius Ohno x OC)

Perfect

Perfectly Imperfect

Perfect Family

Perfect Problems

Fling (Pete Dunne x OC)

Attitude Adjustment

Fling

In My Head (Pete Dunne x OC)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

AlphaSmuts

B – Bite – Pete Dunne

C – Car – Ridge Holland

F – Friends - Sheamus

H – Heal – Pete Dunne

K – Kitchen – Baron Corbin

S – Snow – Seth Rollins

One Shots

Adrian Neville x OC

Payback

Aleister Black

Black

Baron Corbin x OC

Sir

Bo Dallas x OC

Plaything

Revenge

School Daze

Shut Up and Kiss Me

Braun Strowman x OC

More than Talk

Dash Wilder x OC

All These Years

Storm

Damian Priest

Better Man

Drew Gulak x OC

Aggression and Drive-In

Home

Whisper

Kassius Ohno x OC

Frustrations

Rage

Konnor x OC

Drunk Girl

Idiot

Sheamus x OC

In Front of Me the Whole Time

Viktor x OC

Flight Fright

Found You

Threesomes

Alpha Series (Baron Corbin x OC x Konnor)

Share

Alpha

Together

Listen

Proposal

Protection

Kids

Ascend (Ascension x OC)

Ascend

Ascend Pt 2

Kassius Ohno x OC x Elias

Goodbye

Baron Corbin x OC x Elias

Barias

Ascension x OC

What’s Mine Is Yours

[letsgivethisonemoreshot]

Vengeance Day

Summary: Pete and his girlfriend decide to switch things up this Valentine's Day. Inspired by his steel cage match.

Word Count: 1,307

Warnings: Slight BDSM elements, Smut, Language, badly written accents.

Author's Note: So, I saw this in the match the other night. And I haven't been able to get it out of my head. And some people encouraged me to actually write about the thoughts I was having, so that lead to this drabble. Hope you enjoy.

Pete Dune was usually the aggressor in any situation he found himself in. Whether it be in the ring or personal relationships. Except for tonight. Tonight, he sat naked, hands cuffed behind his back with zip ties on a stool that was usually at their breakfast bar. His back propped up against a support pillar in their house. Some of his rarely used ties threaded through his arms securing him to the pillar. His long hair partially hung in his face as he looked at his girlfriend standing in front of him. She was wearing the red lace lingerie set with the crotchless panties that always drove him wild. And even in this situation he still had a cocky smile on his face.

“Is this really necessary love?” He asked as he pulled his arms to no avail.

“Don’t you remember what happened last time we tried this?” Cassie asked.

Pete’s smirk grew as he thought about last time, they tried to switch things up in the bedroom and have her take control. He was sitting on the edge of their bed. Hands behind his back held with a pair of handcuffs they bought at a sex shop earlier that day. She had only been teasing him for about fifteen minutes before he lost control. He snapped the chain of the cheap handcuffs and had her pinned up against the wall with his hand around her throat and a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

“Good times,” Pete chuckled.

“Yeah. That’s not happening this time,” Cassie said as she walked towards him before straddling his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’ve been excited all day thinking about the things I was going to do to you.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

“Where would the fun be if I told you? I need to keep a surprise or two up my sleeve,” She answered as she rubbed her folds across his hard member.

He moaned as he felt how wet she already was as she ground across his stiff cock. Pete looked down and watch as he slid in and out of her folds. The lace surrounding her lips only giving him more of a show. As Cassie slowly moved, she dug her nails into his shoulder, scratching down his chest. Whispering in his ear just how many pairs of panties she ruined that day just thinking about him.

“Fuck,” she mumbled. “I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to hold out.”

“Then why don’t you get on my cock and ride it baby,” Pete said in a low voice full of lust. “You know you want to.”

“If I wanted to, I’d do it. You’re my bitch tonight, remember?” Cassie asked as she yanked back his long hair.

Cassie let go of his hair and stood off of him, causing Pete to groan. Both at the loss of contact and the unusual dominant manner of his girlfriend. He watched as she walked over to their toy bag that she had brought out and left in the room. She bent over shuffling through it, but Pete wasn’t paying any attention. He was too busy looking at her ass that she was purposely sticking out. He was shifting in the chair slightly, though no matter how he moved he wasn’t going to get his arms free. Cassie stood up and walked over to him holding a mini wand vibrator.

“This should do the trick. Small and powerful. Just what I need for a quick fix,” She stated as she slid her fingers across it.

Pete forced a chuckle. “You really think that thing is gonna do a better job on you than I can?”

“Better than you? Of course not,” She answered while straddling his lap once again. “But will it still make me feel good while also making you squirm? Absolutely.”

As she finished her sentence, she slowly lowered herself down into his disk. She bit her lip as he slid into her deeper and deeper. Pete grunted under his breath. Cassie sat there for a moment, savoring the feeling of him inside of her. He however didn’t have the same patience she had. He tried to buck his hips up to cause friction, but she grabbed him by the hair again and pulled it harder than last time.

“No no. None of that. You need to sit still and be a good boy if you want to get rewarded at some point.” She scolded. “You better watch that mouth of yours too before I find a way to shut it up.”

Cassie threatened him as she switched on the mini vibrator, holding it against his chest and pulling it down his body. She brought it to her pussy, sliding it over her clit. Carefully that it wouldn’t touch Pete and end up giving him any added pleasure. Pete had a deadly gaze locked onto her, but she ignored it, getting lost in the pleasure she was giving herself. She brought her other hand down so she could spread her lips allowing the toy to better access to her aching clit. Cassie made no attempts to stifle her whimpers and moans. Making sure Pete knew exactly how good she was feeling. The toy was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She tried hard focusing on not moving, because as much as she wanted to jump whenever it hit just the right spot, or move to feel Pete’s dick inside of her, she didn’t want him to feel that. Not just yet. It was becoming even more difficult as he began squirming underneath her. Seeing her mouth hung open and eyes rolling back in pleasure. Hearing all the noises she was making. Feeling her wrapped tightly around him. It was almost getting too much for him to handle. He wanted nothing more than to break out of his restraints, throw her down, and slam into her over and over. But instead, he could just sit there as her whimpers came closer and closer together. Until he felt her pussy clench around his cock and her juices drip out of her onto his lap. Cassie gave herself a moment to settle down before brushing the hair out of her face before slowly standing up causing Pete to throw his head back and groan.

“That should hold me for a little while.”

She knelt down onto her knees, pushing his legs apart slightly so she could get a better look at her work. His cock was glistening with her juices, precum oozing slightly out of the tip, and she could swear she saw it throbbing. She leaned forward taking a long slow lick up the length, as if she were cleaning off her own mess.

Pete groaned. “Cassie, I swear if ya don’t get back on my dick right now ya gonna to regret it.”

“Really Peter?” Cassie retorted as she looked up into his eyes. “I feel like most men in this situation would be promising nice things instead of threatening. You know, ‘Please if you ride me now, I’ll make it worth your while.’”

“Fine. If you don’t get that tight pussy back on my cock right now, I promise you, you’ll regret it. Betta?”

Cassie quickly stood back up and instead of answering him, she slapped him across the face. That was the single action that had set Pete off last time. When he turned his head to look back at her, his eyes had darkened with lust. Cassie could swear she heard a growl under his breath. But she just giggled as she watched him struggle against his restraints.

“Let’s see if we have something else in here that might change that attitude of yours shall we.” She said as she turned away and went back to their duffle bag.

[wrestlewriting]

Drabble

What is this? I don’t know. It was the start to a story but now it’s just a little drabble/headcannon/thing. It’s just something to try to get my creative juices going again.

You knew from the moment you met him, he wouldn’t be a typical man in your life. First of all, his accent stood out very distinctly in Florida. Second of all, his profession wasn’t exactly what one would call ‘normal. And third, and most importantly, the way his eyes bored into yours made your heart literally skip a handful of beats every time. No one else had ever made that happen so intensely before.

What Pete knew was that he was an imposing character. He knew that when he stood at the bar and observed you, there would always be space around him because other patrons didn’t want to get too close. He knew that when he came over, your roommate would make herself scarce, or not be there at all, just in case. In case of what, you didn’t know. Sure, Pete was a little rough around the edges and a little blunt in his manners, but you’d never felt unsafe around him. Quite the opposite actually.

And what you both knew was for all the difference and indifference, for all the deep meaning and nuance, this was explosive in all the right ways. This was true and real and honest. This was what kept you both warm at night and pushing through the days.

Neither of you were going to let it go.

[ambootyos]

"What happens if I do this." With Pete Dunne, please

“Are you mad about something?”

I asked Pete as we drove home. He didn’t say a word, and rolled his eyes, and scoffed, I cocked my brow, even more confused now than I was before.

I crossed my arms, and rolled my eyes as well.

“Ugh, fine. Don’t tell me. I hate when you get like this.” I sighed.

“Yeah. Maybe ‘ya can just call Tyler, ‘nd complain about me ‘ta him.” He said angrily.

“Is that what this is about?” I asked, before shaking my head and laughing sarcastically. “You’re unbelievably ridiculous. You know that?” I mumbled.

“Well, maybe if ‘ya ‘adn’t spent ‘va whole night ignoring me ‘ta talk ‘ta ‘im, I wouldn’t ‘fink ‘ya were into ‘im.” He growled.

“Wow. You know, maybe I will call him.” I sighed, turning to look out the window.

He smirked slightly.

“‘Ya’d be disappointed Love.” He started, causing me to turn my attention back to him. “He’s no me ‘afta all.” He flirted.

I chuckled, and rolled my eyes.

“Oh, I see how it is. I refuse to give into this little tantrum of yours, and suddenly you aren’t mad anymore?” I teased.

“I just don’t want ‘ya ‘ta lose ‘va best ‘fing ‘vat’s ‘eva happened to you.” He smiled.

“Hmm, maybe I’ll flirt with Tyler more often.” I teased, causing his face to harden, and roll his eyes again.

“Well, now ‘m p*ssed again. Nice job Love.” He mumbled.

“Aww, what happens if I do this?” I flirted, as I put my hand on his upper thigh, and down his jeans, causing him to sit up straight, and smirk, he moaned slightly.

“Well..it’s ‘ah start..” He smirked.

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[monsteramongmen-tamer]

“Give me back my phone.” -Pete Dunne.  (PART 2)

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and I’m also going to tag the people that asked if there was going to be a part 2!  @littledeadrottinghood, @rebelfleur22, @finnandkenny, @blisssection @just-one-string-in-a-silent-sea

Warnings: Smut. This is basically all smut. It’s rough. Also, Pete is a complete asshole here. You’ve been warned. 

A/N: Okay guys, here it is! Part 2! I know a lot of people wanted it, so here it is. If you haven’t read the first part, you can read it HERE . Sorry it’s taken me forever to get any writings out, but here you go. Let me know what you think! Or if you’d like to be on my tag list! 2299 words. 

When you got back to your place, you just sat in your car. There were so many emotions going through your body and mind, you weren’t sure what to do or how to deal with them.

You went inside and grabbed the first thing you saw in your freezer. Luckily, you had kept some ice cream in there. Lord knows you could use it.

RAW wasn’t over when you left, so Pete had to stay behind. Not that you wanted to him to follow you. Part of you did, but the other part just wants to be left alone for awhile. You need to figure out what you want. And maybe Pete does too.

If he thinks all you need is attention from him, then he can fuck right off. All you wanted to do was spend a little quality time with him while he was home. Is that too much to ask? You didn’t think so. But then you need to remember that all he does is work, so that would explain why he was glued to his phone. And if that woman you saw on his phone really did help him out in America (with bookings, not anything else) then it made sense. But you had a weird feeling about it.

Your night was spent glued to the couch with your ice cream. You had on a tshirt and sweatpants. Since you weren’t expecting any company, you decided to just be comfortable. You caught up on your Netflix. You were so behind on American Horror Story, it wasn’t even funny.

Not even halfway through an episode, you passed out. You woke up about 12:30am. You threw away the rest of the now melted ice cream tub and turned off the TV. The screen was at the “Still Watching?” so you knew you had gotten a good nap in.

While you were stumbling to your room, you heard a loud pound at your door. You walked over and opened it.

Right away you slammed it, but it was caught.

“Ow…” Pete said, coming into your apartment.

“What do you want Pete?” You asked. You hoped that he could hear how pissed you were.

“Why’d you run off like that earlier?” He asked, seeming angry himself.

“What do you care?”

Pete walked over to you and grabbed your arm, “Ya tell me now why ya left.”

That frightened you a bit. Pete only got physical with you once, and he was drunk. And you told him that if it ever happened again…..

“Ouch, Pete. Let me go.” You said, tugging your arm away from him. “Are you drunk?”

He slumped against the counter, “Pshht, nah. Just had a few with the lads.”

“Great. So then you come here so I can take care of you? No thanks. I’ll call you a cab to take you home.” You said.

As you reached for your phone, Pete grabbed your wrist, not hard, and he had a sympathetic look in his eye.

“Y/N, please. I’m sorry for what I said earlier. Please. I need ya.” He said, trying to pull you close by your waist.

You tried to fight him, “Pete, don’t.” He was too strong.

He pulled you into a kiss. You weren’t sure how to react. You were mad at him, but at the same time, this is what you have wanted all along while he was home.  

Pete was holding you tight while he was kissing you. Like he was needy. Or sorry. You couldn’t tell. And it was rather sloppy. Either way, you weren’t going to complain, even though you’re supposed to be mad at him.

He then lifted you up by your thighs and placed you on the counter. He was still kissing you and rubbing his hands on your thighs. Pete moved his mouth to your neck. You moved your head back to give him more access. He knew that was your weak spot.

You let out a soft moan and Pete lifted you up again, but this time was headed for the bedroom. He was still kissing your neck, giving a little nibble even. You needed a break so you could catch your breath.

Pete set you down on the bed and the both of you quickly stripped your clothes. Before you knew it, Pete was on top of you. Kissing you again. You could feel his hard on in his boxers.

With the way he was acting, he seemed like he was trying to rush things.

“Lie down on the edge of the bed.” Pete demanded.

You did as he said and he got you into the position he wanted you in. He then got eye level with your core. You were sure he could feel the heat radiating off of you.

Pete roughly took off your panties and threw them across the room. Once they were off, he spread your legs wide and went right to work. Not without teasing you a bit first.  Pete bit his way up your inner thighs until he made his way to your clit. You were trying to lightly buck your hips to get a little more friction, to get the satisfaction you wanted, but you knew if you did too much, Pete wouldn’t like that.

When Pete’s mouth finally met up with your clit, you let out a loud moan and threw your head back and reached out to grab the sheets. He was very skilled when it came to his tongue, so he usually made you cum twice.

This time though, it seemed like he was rushing. It felt good, but he was going super quickly and was super rough with you.

Pete’s tongue circled around your clit while his calloused fingers were teasing your pussy. It was plenty wet, so you weren’t sure what he was waiting for.

Sure enough, when you were least expecting it, he shoved two of his fingers right into your hole. It was painful, but it was also pleasurable. Pete was quickly pumping his fingers in and out of you. You were trying to watch him closely while he was eating you out, biting your bottom lip so the entire neighborhood couldn’t hear you screaming. The sight alone of him eating your pussy was something you wish you could stare at forever.

Just when you felt the ball form in your stomach, “Pete! I’m gonna cum!”

He immediately stopped.

You whined at the empty feeling and Pete stood up, stroking his own length.

“Ya don’t cum till I do, got it?” He said.

You frantically shook your head, wanting him inside you. You loved seeing him stroke his own dick, but you needed him.

With his free hand, Pete took your hand and helped you up and brought you to the floor on your knees.

Now, you were facing his dick. It was erect in front of your face. You took one hand and began to stroke his length and wrapped your lips around his tip. Right away you heard Pete let out a light moan and throw his head back.

You then began to stroke a little quicker and take a little more of him into your mouth. You had a slight gag reflex, but you always did your best to control it. Sometimes you even thought it was a turn on for Pete.

Pete walked over and sat on the edge of the bed and you began bob your head up and down on his dick. He grabbed a chunk of your hair and guided you. He didn’t wait long until he made his dick hit the back of your throat. You could feel the tears filling your eyes, and you did your best to breath out your nose. He was starting to be rather rough again, but you did your best to make it through. He had a good hold on your hair and was thrusting his hips. He was full on fucking your throat.

His thrusts were beginning to get sloppier and you heard him moaning and grunting. He pushed you away. Hard enough that you fell backwards onto the floor. You think he was about to cum and didn’t want to do it in your mouth.

Pete was panting, “Back on the bed. Put yer ass in the air.”

You got up off the floor and Pete got up and moved so you could get into the position he wanted. You crawled onto the bed and patiently waited. You could feel the bed dip, but Pete wasn’t doing anything. But you didn’t say anything. You just kept your face in the sheets and was left to wonder what he was going to do next.

Out of nowhere, you felt a giant smack on your ass. You yelped in pain, then bit down on the bed sheets. Then he struck the other cheek. He did this a couple more times, not saying a word. When he was finished, he rubbed them, trying to give them some relief, but it was just more painful. He hit you hard.

Pete then spread your cheeks and ran one finger down your slit. He brought it to his mouth and licked it clean. You felt him line up his dick at your entrance, “Do ya like being spanked? Should I do it some more? Do ya like bein’ a bad girl? Bein’ punished?” Without a second of warning, Pete shoved his entire length into you. You screamed because it hurt, but once he was in there awhile, the pain became pleasure. But Pete wasn’t lightening up though. His thrusts were hard and he was being consistent. He had a hold of your hips and you were pretty sure there were going to be bruises by the time he was done. You were both a moaning mess and you could feel yourself almost ready to come again, but Pete said you couldn’t until he did.

This was going to be a challenge.

With a swift movement, you were now on top on Pete, riding him. You leaned forward and placed your hands on his chest. You began to move but Pete did too. Now he was the one getting impatient. While you were riding him, Pete had one hand on your hip and the other hand met with your bra. You hadn’t actually taken it off, but that was no issue. Pete took out your breast and started pinching your nipple. You didn’t think you could be turned on more while you were having sex, but oh, were you wrong. Not only did Pete know how to wok his tongue, but his fingers as well.

He now had both of your nipples in between his fingers and was twisting them, hard. He was also beginning to pant quickly, like he was before. You could feel yourself beginning to orgasm. You made your grip tighter on Pete’s shoulders, digging your fingernails into them and he took ahold of your hips. He was thrusting as hard as he could, “Cum, now!”

That was all he needed to say as you let your orgasm wash over you. You could also feel Pete still and release into you. Once you came down from your high, and you knew Pete was done, you plopped down onto the bed. You were exhausted. Pete was breathing hard too.

As your breathing slowed, you looked over at Pete, “Wow. Great Makeup sex, huh?”

He got up and began to get dressed, “Not makeup sex.”

It was very monotone.

“Wait, what do you mean?” You asked him, sitting up on the bed, covering yourself up.

“That wasn’t makeup sex.” Pete said, putting on his shoes.

“Wh-where are you going?” You asked, totally confused.

Pete walked out of the room and went to the living room, grabbing his coat.

You got up quickly and put on your robe and follow him.

Where was he going? And so quickly?

“Pete-” You said, and then you heard the door slam.

Pete left. He was gone.

You stood there looking at the door shocked. He just came to fuck you then leave? Was it over? If it wasn’t, it was now. That was so low of him. Typical Pete. That was the shit he pulled before he was with you.

You looked out your window and watched his car pull away. Shock kind of took over your body and you walked back into your bedroom and sat on the bed that you had just had rough sex on. You felt the tears flooding your eyes. No one has ever used you like that before. This feeling really sucked.

If he was trying to get a point across, point taken. Just then, you heard your phone buzz from across the room. You walked over and looked at it.

It was a text from Pete,

“BTW I was fuckin that girl”

That was all it said.

You knew it. You knew he was lying. He was hiding something. It was just so odd that he was on his phone so much.

As calmly as you could, you set your phone down and walked over to the bed and stripped the sheets. You put on a new set and then crawled into bed and covered your entire body in your covers. You couldn’t help but to cry.

You cried yourself to sleep that night. The next few days went by and you took them off work and just hung out at home. You needed some time to yourself.

You realized that you don’t need a man to make you happy. They don’t need to define who you are. Just because some treated you like shit, doesn’t mean that you need to give up hope.

Time to move on and start doing things for you.

[edelfan]

Pete fought to keep his eyes open, but the heavy drowsiness of his body tried to pull him under once again.

Lying on the dirty rag, which did nothing against the coldness of the concrete floor, he kept his face turned towards the door and the slim shimmer of artificial light shining through the crack underneath it. Other than that, his cell was covered in complete darkness.

There wasn't even a window, no sun to help him differentiate between day and night. In the weeks since their capture, Pete had lost all sense of time. There wasn't even a pattern to whenever he was given some of the stale bread or watery soup; and he had no way to calculate when they would return for the beatings and torture.

Somewhere in this old bunker they were keeping Bradley as well. However, Pete hadn't laid eyes on the man he considered his son since the day they had been brought here. From time to time he could hear Bradley's screams and cries though and he could only hope that he fared slightly better than Maverick himself.

Maverick didn't dare to think much about his own injuries. He knew that he had several broken bones and that the many hits against his head hadn't been without consequences. The fever didn't let him forget about the infected wound on his thigh. However, it had been the blood he kept throwing up for two days that made it hit home that he was running out of time.

There was no more fight left in him. Nobody would come for them and they were destined to die in this dark and dirty hole. Like many times before, Maverick was thinking about Ice - about his lover and husband that he would eventually leave behind. If he could just take him into his arms one last time… kiss him one last time…

~*~

"Pete! Hey, come on, wake up…"

Slowly Mav's eyes opened, taking a long time to focus on the face before him. But it couldn't be true, he must have been hallucinating.

"Ethan?"

"Yeah, it's me, baby brother."

"Three… by three minutes…"

Ethan's laughter felt like sunshine on his face.

"More than enough. We're here to take you home."

Looking past his older brother, who was carefully holding him in his arms, Maverick saw another man. His fuzzy mind didn't let him recall his name, but somehow he remembered how Ethan had introduced him as his boyfriend one day. However, Pete couldn't help but shy away when the man pulled out a syringe with a clear liquid in it.

"Hey, it's okay. Benji is just giving you something for the pain and to relax a bit. The ride out of here won't be easy after all."

Sighing, Pete buried his face in Ethan's jacket, the smell immediately reminding him of home while he felt the strange sensation of medicine running through his system.

"Bradley?"

"The rest of my team is with him. Don't worry, I promised Ice to bring back his whole family."

[heelwriting]

With the family - Pete Dunne

Title: With the family

Theme: Holiday dinner/party

Fandom/Character(s): WWE NXT, Pete Dunne x reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 821 words

Summary: Reader goes to a holiday dinner in their parents home and waits for Pete to show up.

Day 7 of @champbucks 12 days of Christmas (@12daysofchristmas)

Masterlist

You really had strong feelings about holiday dinners with your family, mainly because there’s always that gossipy aunt who keeps asking ‘when you’re going to get married?’ or ‘are you still single? I could introduce you to someone’. You’ve heard it all through the years and you were frankly done with it.

Although this year was different, you had been dating someone, it was a British tough guy by the name Pete Dunne, you loved him but he was a very private person, he didn’t like party’s and usually your dates would be only the two of you around, you liked that intimacy, it made it all that much special.

Things were becoming more formal and you were talking about meeting your parents but you didn’t want to do it on the holidays because everyone would be there, you knew it would be too much pressure for him and you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

One day you were chatting with your sister about going home for the holidays, you casually commented it to Pete.

“We should go”

You couldn’t hide the surprise on your face, it caused him to break into a smile, he knew how much your family meant to you and he was willing to take the first step, they would forever be your family, so he might as well try and like them.

When the day arrived you were nervous, you got home earlier because his flight was delayed, he flew in from a house show, you started getting nervous, you planned to go for him to the airport but he asked you to stay with your family and you sent him your address.

You were happy to see your family but you missed Pete, you were nervous he would not show up, because of his flight or because he didn’t want to, even if he made the promise you still doubted if he would show up, when they asked about him you started getting more and more nervous, they were very understanding and asked you more about work and your plans for the future.

A future with Pete, you didn’t say it but it was the truth, looking at the future the only thing you could count on was having Pete by your side.

As if on cue, you heard a knock on the door and imminently sprinted to open, you were greeted by Pete’s surprised look, he smiled realizing it was you, he had his hair in a top not, he was dressed semi-formal, all in black because he knew you loved it, it didn’t go unnoticed the way you sighted when you saw him.

“You’re finally here”

You said clinging into his arms, he kissed the top of your head, you stayed like that for a few seconds, when you finally separated he laced your fingers together as you started walking and greeting members of your family, the last few were your sister and your parents, they got onto conversation easily and you were truly thankful everything went well.

After dinner was over you and Pete sat on the couch in the living room, your head laid on his shoulder, he was absently doodling on the back of your hand.

“I’ve missed you”

He confesses, you look up at his blue eyes and get lost in them for a second, everyone around could see how much you were in love, your parents were happy you finally found someone who loved you this much, especially your mom, she spotted the loving looks Pete gave you in dinner while you didn’t see, she knew then she didn’t have to worry about him, he had been nothing but kind and funny that night, you were glad he decided to show that side of him that was almost always exclusively for you and his friends.

It got late pretty fast and you decided to go back to the hotel with Pete, of course they wanted you to stay but you wanted some privacy and you needed to thank him a lot for the dinner.

Walking to your room, your hands were laced and then he realized something was missing.

“You didn’t show them the ring?”

He asked surprised, you would have normally freaked out and told everyone but this time was different, you only cared about your relationship, the rest of the world could catch up to you any day.

“I’m going to save it for another time, tonight they just needed to get to know you”

You hugged his torso and you both walked inside your room.

“Whenever you tell them doesn’t change the fact that I love you and that I’m going to marry you”

He leaned in, giving you a peck on the lips, just his touch had you bewitched but that spell couldn’t be broken, even if you wanted to, you loved him and he loved you, for the rest of your life.

[theworldofotps]

Drabble request!! 🥺

1) Pete Dunne (because I have a problem 😌)

2) Either female OC POV or third person. I’m not picky.

3) There were two I really loved so I figured I’d send you both and let you pick!

“It’s hot when you talk back” or “did I tell you to stop”

💕 .

I’ll be happy to add to your problem with this😂

I think I already have an idea planned!💕

[andie01writing]

Masterlist Update

Up to date as of July 30th 2023

Beasts Universe

Beasts

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15

Part 16

Choices

First Spark

Trust

Touch

Breed

Vulnerable

Heir

Guard

Connection

Protector

Information

Misc In Universe

Be Good To Her

Be Good To Her 2

When You’re Drinking (Bo Dallas x OC)

When You’re Drinking

To a T

Pretend (Braun Strowman x OC)

Pretend

Peanut

More

Mistakes (Elias x OC)

Mistake

Moving On

More Mistakes

Moving In

Drabble

Little Mistakes

Perfect (Kassius Ohno x OC)

Perfect

Perfectly Imperfect

Perfect Family

Perfect Problems

Fling (Pete Dunne x OC)

Attitude Adjustment

Fling

In My Head (Pete Dunne x OC)

Part 1

Part 2

AlphaSmuts

B – Bite – Pete Dunne

F – Friends - Sheamus

H – Heal – Pete Dunne

K – Kitchen – Baron Corbin

S – Snow – Seth Rollins

One Shots

Adrian Neville x OC

Payback

Aleister Black

Black

Baron Corbin x OC

Sir

Bo Dallas x OC

Plaything

Revenge

School Daze

Shut Up and Kiss Me

Braun Strowman x OC

More than Talk

Dash Wilder x OC

All These Years

Storm

Damian Priest

Better Man

Drew Gulak x OC

Aggression and Drive-In

Home

Whisper

Kassius Ohno x OC

Frustrations

Rage

Konnor x OC

Drunk Girl

Idiot

Sheamus x OC

In Front of Me the Whole Time

Viktor x OC

Flight Fright

Found You

Threesomes

Alpha Series (Baron Corbin x OC x Konnor)

Share

Alpha

Together

Listen

Proposal

Protection

Kids

Ascend (Ascension x OC)

Ascend

Ascend Pt 2

Kassius Ohno x OC x Elias

Goodbye

Baron Corbin x OC x Elias

Barias

Ascension x OC

What’s Mine Is Yours

[spine-buster]

Pete for 19??

“Do you know how bad I want you?”

“Alright listen up!” Pete’s voice echoed through the gym as your fellow trainee wrestlers worked through drills, Trent and Tyler focusing on their groups getting all the moves correct.  “Trent, gimme one of the women from your group to do the move in the ring.”

Your breath got caught in your throat.  Please don’t pick me please don’t pick me please don’t pick me please don’t pi–

You felt a gentle push, and looked back to see Trent smiling at you.  “Go ahead, love.”

You gulped.  You tried your hardest to walk confidently into the ring, where Pete was waiting for you, but you knew you didn’t.  Pete had his eyes on you as you made your way into the ring.  

The rest of the girls training with you – and most of the men, to be completely honest – were all giddy at the arrival of Pete, Trent, and Tyler to your wrestling school, but you were more intimidated than anything.  You had worked with them previously but only very briefly, when you had volunteered at a show about a month earlier with your head trainer, and had met them.  They were nice enough, and you were sure they didn’t remember you.  But now they were going to witness you wrestle, and your nerves wouldn’t settle.  These guys were helping to revive the British wrestling scene.  You had this morbid fear that if they didn’t like you, your chances at ever moving forward would be shot down.

“Are you ready?” Pete asked, to which you nodded your head.  “Backdrop piledriver, alright?”

You set up the move like you were taught, with Pete eventually catching you and giving you one.  You landed well, and you heard a polite round of applause for taking the move.  Pete helped you up and gave you a few claps before turning back to the crowd.  “Now we’ll set up a reversal for her…reverse it into a DDT,” he looked at you briefly.  “Let’s go.”

Instead of just showing it in a few swift movements, he took the time to explain each move in complete detail, making sure you knew what you were doing and that everyone understood.  You thought you knew why – he didn’t want to get hurt by a wrestler-in-training – but when his hands lingered on your body, when his head was pressed right up against your breasts showing everyone how to properly transition into a DDT, you wondered.  Was this all really necessary?  You all knew how to take DDTs.  Everybody knew how to take DDTs.  

When you finished the demonstration, he shuffled the two of you out of the ring, allowing Trent and Tyler to go in and have their groups practice in opposite corners.  You felt awkward standing with Pete – you felt like you should be practicing with everyone else – but when you moved to get back into the ring, Pete held you back.

“You were the girl in Manchester, right?  The one who volunteered at the show,” Pete said in a low voice, his eyes still locked on the ring.  He was standing with his arms across his chest, like he was inspecting everyone’s moves, but you knew he was doing anything but.

“Yeah, that’s me.  You remember me?”

He chuckled slightly.  “Remember you?  Love, I’ve been looking all over for you.”

You gulped.  “You…what?”

“I’ve scoured every fucking wrestling school in the UK looking for that face,” he said. “Do you know how bad I want you?”

You were speechless.  You didn’t know what to say, what you could say to him.  “I…I…”

He finally took a quick glance at you to take in your shocked expression.  He chuckled again.  “I’m going to the back for a quick break.  If you want to have some…fun…meet me in two.  Make up some excuse.”

You were still speechless as he walked away, and you were unable to form any coherent thoughts.  Did he really just propose what you think he did?  Did he really just say he scoured different wrestling schools looking for you?

Before you knew what you were doing, your feet began walking towards the back.  

[wrestlewriting]

"I'm just trying to help you." - Pete Dunne.

If pressed to talk about this moment, she wouldn’t have any explanation or answer. It had started at a bar and the alcohol had led them to her hotel room. At least, that’s what she felt was true. 

He was smooth in his approach, not exactly charming but persuasive. That explained why she was naked from the waist down, lying on her back on the bed. Only her bra remained on her top half.

Pete’s mouth descended down her stomach, his hands gripping her sides to keep her in place.

“Pete….”

“Shhhh.” It was a whisper against her skin, as he moved one hand down to put his thumb on her clit. His mouth remained lazily placing kisses on her stomach as her legs tightened at the new sensations.

“Why….oh fuck. FUCK.” She couldn’t finish her thought given the way he was circling his thumb, and especially not when she felt his teeth sink into the flesh of her hip.

“Don’t question this,” he commanded, pushing harder with his thumb.

“Why…we just…tonight….” She lost any ability to speak as he let go of her body and slid one finger into her.

“I’m just trying to help you,” he stated, lifting his head to watch her face as it changed in response to the ways his hands were moving against her. “Help you let go.”

“You…. That….” As he added a second finger, she stopped trying to speak.

“It does sound good, yeah? Don’t worry gorgeous, I’ll make sure you’re relaxed and feeling grand before the night is over.” She knew he wasn’t lying, especially not as he removed his fingers from her and put them into his mouth.

[oneshotsandheadcanons]

What’s Going On With You? -Pete Dunne

Request: can you do an imagine where your best friend pete dunne is being really clingy and cute and wants to be around you 24/7 and has a secret crush on you and is really fluffy and cute please

Requested by Anon (GIF not mine)

Everywhere I went recently, Pete Dunne, aka my best friend, seemed to follow, even when I went to visit friends.

“Remind me again why you’re coming to brunch with me, Nikki, John, Brie, and Bryan again.” I chuckled. “You can’t stand any of them.”

“Well, I did’t want you to be a fifth wheel, and I wanted to spend some time with ya.” Pete shrugged.

“Pete, we’ve literally spent every minute of the last two weeks together. You’ve been doing everything with me, and even slept at mine.” I pointed out. 

“I just like spending time with you is all, somethin’ wrong with tha’?” He asked. “You’re fun to be around.”

“But you seem to think if I leave you for five minutes, I’m not gonna come back.” I said.

Pete went to reply, but our conversation was cut short by Nikki squealing my name. 

“Y/N!”  She squealed, pulling me into a hug. I didn’t see her a lot, since she wasn’t on TV at the minute, after getting engaged at Mania.

“Hey, Nikki.” I smiled, hugging her back. After she hugged me, I hugged the others too, and cooed over Birdie, who was adorable.

While we were at brunch, Pete constantly stuck to my side, which is unlike him. I managed to get us out of earshot for a second, and turned to him.

“What’s going on with you?” I asked him. “You seem glued to my side.”

“Nothing.” He shrugged. Before I could reply, he’d got back in earshot of everyone.

After we’d eaten, I went to the bathroom with Nikki, and Brie, and we were heading back to the table, but I stopped both girls, when I herd John mention my name.

“Pete, when are you gonna tell Y/N?”

“Tell Y/N what?” Pete asked. “That I’ve been in love with her for years? That every second I’m near her, I fall for her even more.”

I saw Bryan spot us, but I motioned for him to stay quiet. He grinned, but didn’t speak.

“That everytime she’s happy, it makes me happy? Or that her laugh is contagious?” Pete continued. “Or she looks her most beautiful when she has no make up on, in her lazy clothes, and dancing around the house without a care?”

I hadn’t managed to actually say a word yet, frozen in shock.

“Or her singing voice is my favourite, or how adorable she is when she’s sleepy.” Pete finished. “How am I meant to tell her all that?”

“You just did.” Bryan said, motioning over to us. Before Pete could speak, I walked over, and crushed my lips to his.

“I love you too, Pete.”

(Well, Pete certainly loves Y/N haha. Hope you enjoy)

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[monsteramongmen-tamer]

#136: “Give me back my phone.” -Pete Dunne.

Thank you @earl-01 for the request. 

Tagging:  @kaitlynwwefan, @panic-angel3314, @shieldgirl95, @earl-01, @nickie-amore, @blondekel77, @reigns420, @littleprincess1621, @m-a-t-91, @luckygillblog, @finnbalorsbabygirl, @unabashedwwesmut, @blackwidow2721, @wrestlingimaginesposts, @wweburnitdown, @thirstiswet, @princesstoniii, @birthday-prinxess, @princess3733, @princesses-reign-daily, @lip-sync,  @laziestgirlintheworld, @lclb13, @tinyelfperson, @justkelsey15

Warnings: Slightly ANGST. Some swearing. 

A/N: I’m off my game today. It took me all day to write this. I hope it’s okay. 

You’ve been seeing Pete Dunne for a few months now. It was a long distance relationship, since he was on the road all the time. You only got to see him a couple days out of the month, if you were lucky.

He was pretty good about texting you and FaceTimeing you when he could though. A lot of the time he was with Trent and Tyler, but you didn’t mind. You enjoyed talking to them too. They always made you laugh.

Since you stayed in London, you stayed in Pete’s flat. Helped out when people ordered merch and kept things tidy. That way when Pete did come home, you were able to actually spend time together.  

WWE was coming over to the UK for about 2 weeks on tour and you were so excited. Mostly because Pete and the boys were going to be involved. Pete would debut on RAW. So exciting for him. And that meant you would get to see him while he was around.

The boys were scheduled to land today and you told them you’d pick them up at the airport. You got there early. You couldn’t help it, you were so excited to hug your man.

Waiting at the gate, you could see them walking toward you. You had a big smile on his face. Trent and Tyler greeted you first. They pulled you into a giant bear hug. Once they let you go, you stood there, smiling at Pete. He smirked and you threw yourself into his arms.

“I’ve missed you.” You whispered in his ear.

“I missed ya too.” He whispered back.

You dropped Trent and Tyler off and then went back to Pete’s flat.

“So, what’s your schedule like while you’re here?” You asked.

“I’m pretty booked the entire time I’m here.” He said, looking down at his phone.

“Oh…” You said. Pete wasn’t really paying attention, so you didn’t bother saying anything until you got home.

As soon as you got back, Pete insisted that he go workout. Leaving you home alone again. So, you decided to make him dinner. His favorite meal. Vegan, of course.

Pete didn’t get back until after dark and dinner was now cold. He walked through the door, “Hey babe, I made you dinner.” You said.

“Oh, I ate with the lads after our workout. Sorry babe.” He said, kissing your cheek.

“It’s fine.” You said, kind of bummed. You were looking forward to eating a meal with him.

You figured you’d get to spend more time with Pete when he got home, but he’s treating it like he’s anywhere else. You hoped it wasn’t like this the whole time.

You got ready for bed. The day was exhausting and you were ready to snuggle up to your man. You put on his favorite pair of PJs. They didn’t cover much, that was probably why he liked them.

Coming out of the bathroom, Pete was laying in bed already, scrolling through his phone. You got in bed and tried to get some cuddles in, since it’s been a long time since you’ve gotten any, but Pete kind of brushed you away. Whatever was on his phone screen was more important.

“You okay?” You asked him.

He coughed and put his phone down, “Yeah. Just tired from all the traveling today.”

And just like that, you both just went to sleep.

When your relationship started, you guys couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. It was thrilling. That was also when Pete was around here most of the time. You had him all to yourself. Now that he was in the US being more active with the WWE, he is more distracted.

Waking up the next morning, you rolled over, expecting to be lying next to your boyfriend. But his side of the bed was empty.

He must have gone to workout again.

You got ready to go to RAW. They were going to let you backstage so you could support Pete. He was going to beat up Enzo Amore. It was going to be a good show.

Sitting in Pete’s locker room, waiting for the show to start. He was in there with you, but wasn’t saying anything. He has been weird since he got back. Were you doing something wrong? It felt like it. He was also glued to his damn phone.

The producer came in and told Pete 5 minutes until he was on.

He put his phone away and grabbed his title.

“Good luck out there.” You said, before he walked out.

“Thanks.” he said, then walking out of the locker room.

That was it. Just a ‘thanks.’ Something was up with him. It was getting really annoying.

You went and picked him up from the airport after not seeing him for weeks, he goes and works out right away and eats with the guys. You try to be romantic in bed, he’s only interested in being on his phone. Same in the locker room. You were going to confront him when his match was over.

You went to the monitor and watched his match. He kicked Enzo’s ass.

When he got backstage, everyone congratulated him on his win and on his debut. He just snarled at them like he usually did and went back to his locker room.

He changed out of his ring gear and into his sweatpants and tshirt and sat back down on the bench. Not saying a word. Back on his phone.

You sighed. Looking over at him, you began to get pissed. You walked over to him and snatched his phone.

“What is going on that you’re on this damn thing so much.” You asked, scrolling on whatever he was on. “Um, who is this?” You asked, noticing he was talking to some girl.

Pete stood up and walked over to you, “Give me back my phone.”

You brought your arm back, so he couldn’t get his phone without stepping over you.

“Not until you tell me what you have been doing on this thing and who this fucking girl is.” You said, fuming.

“Y/N, she helps manage bookings and merch in America. People are bookin’ me like crazy. So, we are trying to coordinate.” He said.

“Hmm, so you’re not cheating on me…”

“Why the bloody hell would you think that?” He asked, getting pissed.

“Pete, you’ve been acting weird since you got here. You seem like you don’t want to spend any time with me and you...you haven’t touched me in over a month.” You said, looking at the ground.

“I’ve been busy. Ya know how it is. I live a busy life. I can’t change my schedule just because I’m home and ya feel like ya need all this...attention.” He said.

You scoffed, “Wow, tell me how you really feel.”

Throwing his phone on his bag, you stormed out of the locker room. You decided to go home. To your apartment for a change.

Maybe you overreacted, but you were upset. If Pete felt like apologizing, he could come to you for a change. Maybe Pete could find the time in his busy schedule. If he actually cared.

[edelfan]

Not one of my best I'm afraid...

It was a cold November night in Budapest. They knew their target wouldn't move until the next morning, so it was one of the rare nights they could at least try to get some sleep.

However, as usual, it was hard for Ethan to find peaceful resting time that wasn't plagued by nightmares. But at least Benji had finally fallen asleep an hour ago and was now snoring lightly in Ethan's arms.

Looking down at the younger man, Ethan couldn't stop himself from smiling. Benji was one stubborn guy... He would not give up until he got what he wanted - be it becoming an IMF field agent or conquering Ethan's heart.

Carefully, Ethan pressed a soft kiss on Benji's head, when the low vibration on his cell phone suddenly made him sit up in bed. Immediately recognizing the code on the screen, Ethan stumbled from the bed, glad that Benji still seemed fast asleep.

As soon as he left the bedroom, he picked up the call.

"Mav?"

"Is the line secure?"

"Yeah, it is. What's wrong? You don't usually call out of the blue."

"I need to ask a favor of you..."

"Pete, what's wrong?!"

"I'm about to leave on a mission... and I have a feeling I might not come back from this."

Ethan felt like he had been punched. He knew all about risky business, but never before had he heard something like this coming from his twin brother. He wanted to tell him that he was wrong, that everything would turn out alright...

"What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to watch out for Tom and Bradley for me. Promise me that you'll make sure that they won't do anything stupid when... if I don't make it back."

"I promise you, Pete."

[snarkandsarcasmftw]

Hi I'm new to your tumblr I've read all your fake dating/slow burn/ enemies to lovers thing and was wondering if I can shoot 3 names out there Chad Gable Drew Gulak Pete Dunne

First of all, thank you so so so much for reading them. I hope you enjoyed them, they were fun for me to do. Second, omg, yes please? Bring it on. I’ve answered them below. I really hope you like what I came up with.

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Fake Dating:

Chad Gable;

Baron caught Chad Gable staring at her again like she was on fire and he had the hose and Baron doubled over in laughter. “You’ve gotta be shitting me. Her? You really think you have any sort of a shot with her? She’s way out of your league. Besides, I already asked her on a date. She said she’d think about it. Bet that burns you right up, huh? Gonna go pout now, Shorty? Go on.”

“Fuck off, Corbin. I’m not in the mood today.” Chad glared up at Baron. At hearing that Baron had naturally asked Ana on a date, his stomach sank a little. There went that. Women had a hard time resisting Baron, he’d seen that for a fact. Baron also didn’t let anyone in back forget it, either. Chad’s gaze settled on Ana for a second or two and he turned his attention back to Baron, repeating himself. “Go on, Corbin. I said fuck off. Do I have to suplex you? Because we both know I can.”

“What’d you say to me, short stuff?” Baron squared up, flexing and ready for a fight. Chad rolled his eyes and stepped up, body to body with Baron, putting his chest into shoving at Baron, smirking a little when Baron growled. “I said, fuck off.”

“Now why the hell would I wanna do that? This is fun for me.”

“Because if you don’t, I’m gonna…” a throat cleared from behind them and Baron’s smirk grew. “You’re gonna what?” Baron asked calmly, this look on his face as if he’d done nothing to start anything. “Ana, hey.. You come over to tell me you’re gonna let me take ya on that date, darlin?”

Ana’s laugh had Chad resisting the urge to laugh himself and also had him raising a brow. Ana stepped in between the two men, looking from Baron to Chad as she bit her lip. “Baron?”

“Yeah, princess?”

“What was the name of the place you wanted to take me?” Ana asked, her eyes settling intently on Chad’s mouth. She was just so fucking sick of Baron messing with the guy. Chad didn’t deserve it. Chad was more of a man in his pinkie finger than Baron was in his entire body. It wasn’t Baron Ana wanted, it was honestly Chad. So Ana was about to do something to fix the whole situation and to show Baron once and for all that not every woman liked overgrown fuckboys with the mannerisims and the mentality of a 12 year old.

“Some barbecue place near the hotel. Why? Does this mean you’re finally gonna give in and admit you want me? I fuckin knew it.” Baron was gloating already, smirking, his chest puffed out. Ana gave a short laugh and shook her head no. “Not quite.” 

She turned to Chad and pressed her hand palm down against the front of his singlet, letting her fingertips brush against the straps, giving a playful tug to pull herself against him closer. Chad sucked in a sharp breath and eyed her with a curious glance.

What was she up to?

“You can take me though. You can take me anywhere, Chad. You can do anything.” Ana’s teeth grazed her bottom lip and the way her voice dropped real low as she told him he could do anything had Chad giving a smirk and slipping his arms around her as he stared down at her. “Anything, huh?”

“Mhm. See, what Baron’s failed to learn is that some women prefer men to boys. I think it’s high time he learned that lesson… So.. How about it, Chad? Gonna show me what being with a real man is like?” Ana bit her lip, voice taking on a flirty and giggly tone as she walked her fingers up and down his chest, staring up at him. Chad swallowed hard and sucked in a breath when he felt her rubbing right against him. His fingertips dug into her lower back as he cleared his throat.

“I’d love that, actually.” he answered, flashing Baron a smirk as he answered, watching Baron’s eyes cloud with anger. Ana grabbed hold of Chad’s jaw, guiding his gaze down to her as she gave a soft giggle. “You can pick me up at 6. I’ll be the one in the little red dress.”

“Red, huh?” Chad breathed against her lips as Ana rose to tiptoe slightly and brushed them against his while muttering, “Mhm.. I mean you are the one who said you liked my new red lipgloss..”

Chad’s fingertips dug into her lower back more firmly and his tongue slipped past her lips as he chuckled, “ You’re something else, you know that?”

Slow Burn:

Pete Dunne;

“ Y’ can always call me. Y’ know that, right?”  

When Pete said it at the time, Alexandra honestly hadn’t ever thought she’d be considering it. But he was her best friend, they’d been best friends since he was 7 and she was 5, so she knew he meant it. She’d assured him she’d be fine and that she knew what she was doing and now, standing in the airport in Florida, where he’d relocated to, she just wasn’t sure how true that was anymore.

The only thing she was beyond sure of was that she missed him. Nothing felt the same without him. Despite having everything go her way for once and having pretty much everything she thought she wanted, she still felt this void. After thinking about it, she decided that she was sick of feeling that way and she realized that the only times she didn’t feel that way were the times she was with Pete.

The realization prompted her to break off her engagement, move out of her ex fiance’s loft and buy a ticket to Florida. She didn’t know if what she was doing was a huge mistake and while she knew Pete meant it when he said it originally, she didn’t know that calling him now would be a good idea.

What if he’d met someone?

The thought had her conflicted. As everyone on her flight rushed to meet the loved ones they had waiting on them at the airport, Alexandra powered on her phone and bit her lip as she realized that Pete had gotten the text she sent explaining that she wanted to visit and telling him she was actually en route.

Pete Dunne stood in the lobby of the airport. He glanced at the time, blue eyes darting to the gate she’d be coming out of when her plane finished unloading. Just as he started to tap his foot impatiently, he spotted her.

Trent and Tyler shared a look as he started to shove through the thickening crowd and headed towards one of the gates. They followed, Trent musing to himself, “I wonder if he’ll finally tell her how he really feels.”

“I wonder if she’ll finally open her eyes. Because she feels the same way too. Remember last time we went back? When he took us to meet her? The tension was so fuckin thick I couldn’t bloody breathe.” Tyler answered as the two caught up to Pete just in time to witness it all unfolding.

Pete spotted Alexandra right as she spotted him. He walked towards her quickly and she ran towards him, meeting him halfway, climbing into his arms, taking his face into her hands as she crashed her mouth against his and kissed him until he felt his lips starting to swell and bruise. Pete’s fingers dug into her ass and he growled quietly into the kiss while deepening it.

“I broke it off with Jasper.”

“Thank fuck. Was startin t’ think I was going to have t’ kidnap y’ before the wedding.” Pete let her slide down his body and stand on her own feet but he pulled her close, staring down at her. “Yer okay though… Right?”

“Better than okay, actually. I feel happier and free now. More free than I’ve felt in a long time. I had to come here because I missed you and it was driving me insane.” Alexandra admitted it shyly as her gaze settled on the stone tiled floor. Pete tilted her chin up, staring down at her intently. “Did y’ come here for me?”

“I did.”

The smile came before he could stop it and he leaned in, crashing his mouth against hers all over again, slower and deeper. She clung to him and whimpered quietly at the sheer need in the kiss as she asked, “Did you want me to come here for you?”

“ Just want you actually.” Pete admitted quietly, the kiss breaking as the two pulled apart, working to catch their breaths and straighten their disheveled appearances while laughing and staring at each other.

Enemies To Lovers:

Drew Gulak;

“If that dress got any shorter, you’d be violating several dress codes in the handbook.” Drew’s gaze roamed over her body and Carmen fumed, looking up at him. Naturally, rather than spare her a compliment, he had to point out something she was doing wrong.

It felt like no matter what she did, Drew Gulak was going to find fault with it. The man was overbearing. The fact that he was also her biggest temptation went without saying. She preferred not to think about it, if she had to be perfectly honest.

“Oh? And what if I told you the higher ups like these dresses? I mean they must because this is what I’m told to put on every single time I have to do a segment or walk you to the ring, asshole.” Carmen stood straighter, her gaze still only meeting the center of Drew’s chest. She jabbed her finger into it, biting her lip when she felt the muscles beneath his bare skin ripple at the touch. Tilting her gaze slightly, she met his gaze and smirked. “ Tony also likes these dresses.”

“Tony’s easily amused and easily bored, as well.” Drew fumed at the remark. Every single time he was around Carmen, he felt his grip on his self control slip just a little more. Lately, being around her for any length of time was a challenge to his fading self control of epic proportions.

Especially when she made her little comments. Or when she openly flirted with their co workers. Or wore the revealing outfits and the little heels she seemed to enjoy wearing to flaunt her body to pretty much any man with eyes.

It was driving him fucking insane.

She raised her hand and Drew caught it with his hand around her wrist. He stepped closer and stared down at her intently. Carmen stepped closer, glaring up at him. “You’re an overbearing, uptight…” her words were cut off at Drew loosening his grip on her hand, letting his own hand boldly venture down to her ass, squeezing it hard through the fabric of her dress as he crushed her against him and buried his mouth in her mouth deep and mumbled simply, “Brat.”

Carmen started off with every intention of shoving him away, but she wound up gripping his tie and raising herself to tiptoe, one of her legs raising to his hip and his hand moving down to grip her thigh. She gasped into the deepening kiss when not only did he bite her lower lip, but she rubbed right against him and felt the way he was straining at his trousers already. “You do this on purpose. Now you know what you do to me.” Drew stated as his fingers slid through her hair and snagged in the ends, hand resting across the back of her neck as Carmen felt her lips swelling under the impact of the kiss he gave. “What I’m struggling to figure out is why. I know you’re not interested in Tony or any of the others.” the kiss broke and he stared her down, firm gaze as he waited on her answer.

Carmen’s mouth opened and closed as she tried to come up with something, with anything other than the honest to God truth.

“I.. Oh fuck you.” Carmen grabbed hold of his tie, pulling his mouth back down to her own as she gave back a kiss with twice as much force and passion as the one he’d pulled her into. When she rubbed against him, Drew groaned, his lips parting, her tongue slipping between them, massaging his tongue.