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even I have mixed emotions about enzo but that was straight bs from the start? but thank y'all for ruining a man's career/image?

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We Own The Night - Seth Rollins Smut

A/N: Stressed Seth and Reader take drugs and forget about the world to Dance Gavin Dance. Written in the perspective of being high. Drug use and mentions of anxiety. GIF not mine ; Listen to the song here ! <3

♫Forget my jealously You swallowed the demons on your own♫

You never saw yourself doing hardcore drugs in a million years. Everything about it just made the instinct say no. The side effects, the way it tore people's lives into halves..It wasn't a risk you wanted to take. But this....was needed. This was earned. Besides - it wasn’t like you were getting doped up on the street with Brian Griffin. You were with the man who had your life, who you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. He was laying beside you with a deep glaze of darkness that wrote 'high as fuck' in all caps that steamed into his melted fudge eyes to the long spirals of his hair sprawled across his face like a dry mop.

♫Stomp that feeling, your puke is a mutant Can’t think of who did this, well I grew stupid♫

His bronze greek crafted physique was the only thing you could see in the graphite sheets that inspired a black hole sensation making you feel like you were balancing on thin air. You felt like you were floating just above the thermosphere on a wicked cold cloud with the only thing keeping you grounded being a subtle tingling sensation against your leg. Maybe it was just his lapping over yours - but that'd be the easy answer. Your brain was screaming giant eel, but you were too high to care either way.

♫ Say accidents happen, it’s admirable acting

Flicking the back of your ear with my finger ♫

Your attention was on smile across his face that you never saw before. It wasn’t one of those fake smiles he put on for the kicks nor the solid hoax he put one in response to you asking if he was okay. This - was as genuine as the night. How much you'd give to see him like this all the time..for him to as happy as he was now everyday..it’s a shame how much the law demonizes drugs. 

♫Separate is the way though, no second is the place though Just fake it through the day and the night is your god.♫

His body folded to press his nose against the smooth white desk beside you, lined with alleys of the devil’s snow. His eyelids laid shut in anticipation, his nose inhaling the dusk in one quick motion, leaving no other evidence other than the small residue marking his nose. “Heh, fuck” His ash and sandpaper voice groaned. The TV wasn't even on yet all you could hear when he spoke was Grover form Sesame Street. His voice was already raspy as it was without the drugs and the crank only enhanced it. The sound wasn't bad and if you weren’t high you’d enjoy the harmonic sounds however in this moment, it was too cringey to bear. "Shhh" your finger faintly pressed against his lips but you felt ear. At least your vision manageable or else you would've start digging for gold. His voice croaked as a laugh in response. "Whatever...girl..." that smile again. 

♫ Let your hair down have one more round Drink til you believe it Sloppy kisses, dirty wishes Baby, this is living ♫

Deep down there was hope that this wouldn't ruin his career. Its hard policy with the crank. But that hard policy is what lead him here in the first place. The constant spotlight, the immense workouts, you could tell he was getting frantic. But, the rest of the world's thoughts came later. Now, it was trippy vision, pure relaxation and post-hardcore. "I...I feel like I'm alone right now" his dreary voice stuttered, leading him on top of you - his weight hitting you like the weight a fat baby but still with the presence of its delicacy. He wasn’t holding back. His velvet hands smoothed across your arm until it stopped just in the crease, the pricky tip of a needle replacing his hand. There was a sudden rock in your stomach that spewed fumes of anxiety that you didn’t feel with the crank. Guess you did need another dose. “It’ll only just be a second babygirl...don’t worry...I got you” his scratchy voice consoled, waiting for you to nod your head in permission before continuing. Sure he was high out of his, but at least he was still compassionate. before piercing your skin with the sharp needle and wasting the toxin into your stream. if only you were stable enough for pain. once all the fluid was drained, he released, tossing away the syringe and cupping your chin in his hands. You shared grins - societies renegade druggies.

♫Get up off the wall come on get down get down Give into moment and live now live now♫

It wasn’t long till you felt the effect kick in - your body shivering under him as waves of nirvana poured into your veins. No wonder people get hooked on this shit. It was a feeling like nothing other - but you were strong. And it was only this one time. Right? "That's my girl" he purred his breath the gin to your tonic, the aurora he gave off better than the drugs.  “Yknow, I heard this shit is good for the relationship stuff... and yknow it's hard. So many people fuckin' watching and telling me how to love.." You heard his words loud and clear and even digested every word he said. A response though - you'd have to take a rain check. All you felt like saying was "koala" and didn't know why. Seth noticed and with the subtle drag his tongue glided across his bottom lip in desire for your own, your lips connected, the taste of him was the same as yours but a bit sweeter.

♫I have the heart of a coward Here in my arms is exactly where I want you We own the night♫

The kiss was during with no form yet tumbles of passion found. He got on top of you yet weightless. The gray cloth of his sweatpants hoovering above you was like a weightless kite. His warm lips touched your neck sparking instant sensuality and to the beat of Tillian’s voice your bodies moved ships that clashed into the swivels of the duvet. “You want it ?...As much as I do?” he gasped in between kisses, his lazy body rested into the crook of your neck - his breath panting against your skin almost comparable to the smack of air you fell when entering Walmart.

♫Say accidents happen, it’s admirable acting

Flicking the back of your ear with my finger♫

“I...I want it as much as you do” The words didn’t feel like it came from your mouth. For all you knew - you were a cloud carrying all the hippies of South Central through the sky. And maybe you’d be one of those clouds who look like something legible. Before you could think more you felt his wet lips grasp loosely at your skin. The subtle tingles it left was no match for its real life counterpart. This, was like snake kisses. “You taste so good” he mummered as he suckled on your neck. Who knew the taste of skin would be enjoyable..Maybe it was the perfume. "Yeah?" Hypothetical yet out of your mouth like butter. "Yeah" his dry voice purred in confirmation. If only the words were “Okay” the two of you  would’ve been a perfect spin off to The Fault in Our Stars.

♫See you in battle; your boat is my paddle Your life is my business; your plaque on my wall♫

And if the two of you were stars - boy would there be many faults. But you shined together and only for each other. That’s what mattered. The feeling of Seth’s persusaive tongue, his hands grabbing at your body in complete desire, the aching warmness that began building between your legs...Everything going on began to become so intense and you could feel small moans breathing through your lungs as if it was your breath. "Shhh...baby...you just squaked" Seth cooed giggling under his breath, his finger dragging your lips just as you did. Is that sound you made? You were thinking if it was so much you couldn’t even remember. If only anxiety could be this peaceful in real life. “I got you baby girl...it’s okay”. He was still chucking about it yet you still got the message that it was your cue to relax and let be, let be. You owned the night.

♫I need poison mitigate my pain Feel my toes go golden up in flames Give me false hope in my veins Tranquilize and modify my brain♫

The bare air invaded your skin vulnerable skin as your clothes fell to the beside to the mercy of Seth’s finger pads. His honey dripped body hovered over you like smooth molasses, his aching erection rubbing gliding across your clit giving you chills. A suave hiss slipped from his lips in response to feeling his tip meet your sensitive place, his velvety hand cupping the side of your cheek. By the look in his devilish eyes you could tell he was ready, and you only returned the look. His hips lined up perfectly against yours, his fat cock smoothing into your hole giving you instant sensations at the feeling of being filled. With the high the was no space for pain, but only the immense pleasure you felt from him hips bucking into yours, and his dick filling your walls. “Oh fuck” you breathed, hiking your back and clutching onto his forearms. It was like an all in one sex toy. Everything was twice as hard, twice a deep, all the things you begged him for in normal circumstances. Everything was so intense...and it was amazing. He was writhed with pleasure too by his facial expression twitching trying to find the right way to express itself at the warm tightness of you that sent him into ecstasy.

♫Where did I go wrong? There's nothing I can do the thrill is gone So I play these nervous songs Pretend that I’m not barely hanging on♫

Like steam blowing gently at the boulders your stomach built - you felt another high approaching the one you were already hugged inside. With each pulse and twitch his hard dick writhed through you - you could feel he was going there too.

"Good girl..good girl" he rambled on as his aggression increased, your body bouncing with each thrust he gave.  "My precious little angel...Oh my fuck I need you...I love you...” You could fell his emotions pour out into the cup of escasty, that you took a long gulp of, your orgasm erupting and releasing like little small volcanoes. The highs you shared spoke for itself - Seth collapsing on top of you, and your own body in itself as you laid restlestly in the duvet. 

♫ And medicate Medicate Medicate me all night long♫

That high was over but you still were consumed. It was just added pleasure into the pool of divine you were bathing in. You could tell Seth felt the same way as he fell back into his previous position, right beside you, only his half of his body was now sprawled out on top of yours carelessly. He turned his head to look at you - a crooked yet soft smile across his lips. “Yknow - I’m seeing stuff n’ shit right now but..we’re - we’re in this together...Forever”. Each of Seth's words were dragged by the grasp of his weary voice yet you could tell it was genuine. All the words he wanted to say all this time came out.

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In Control - Randy Orton Smut

A/N: Straight into the action. Dom Randy ; Sub Reader. May make a part 2. Thanks for reading - feedback is vv appreciated!

OC|Light BDSM|Cunnilingus|Orgasm Denial|Degradation|notmine.gif

Coarse brash rope glistened with prickly bristles chained you to the rosewood bedpost in front of you, but you weren’t captive. Each inch of your body was bare naked - your knees bent into the mattress on all fours but you weren’t exposed. Your mind knew you were safe, but your body couldn’t help but tense in vulnerability to the will of the hungry Apex Predator behind you. He’d been teasing you for the last 20 mins for the pure arousal of reaction and the dulcet satisfaction of knowing he, Randy Orton was the one doing it to you. From pinching and twisting your nipples to heavy breathing near your precious part, you’d suffocate if you didn’t fulfill his dirty desires with screams that dripped ecstasy to soft sighs that purred want.

“Shhhh” you’d hear his daunting voice hush you but the three fingers pushing in and out your mound were demanding pleasure as they slicked through your hole, depriving your g-spot of voluntary stability and sending immense pleasure throughout your body. Lust swirled luscious loops in the air to the luminous smell of sex and you were high by it. Every breath you took was an inhale of the scent of your juices and Randy’s cologne mixed to the point where the pleasure weighed on your eyelids, clouding your vision to the clenches made in the pit of your stomach as your body reacted to it all. 

Your orgasm rose like fire to dry grass in the core of your belly, your pussy lips quivering rhythmically to Randy’s curled fingers taking you. The fire was at it’s peak, you were ready to burst on his finger tips until you were met with  an empty distraught feeling in your mound as The Viper tore you away from your enlightenment of ecstasy . Shallow gasps of disappointment flew helplessly under your breath making Randy coo in cockiness. He knew what he was doing and loved to see you quake for his touch.

“Little whore wants to cum huh?” Lust intertwined in each word he spoke, causing you to shiver, a moan of distraught following. It wasn’t time for your release and you couldn’t argue. Afterall, he was in control. Trickles of brown leather stung against the curve of your ass - every hit in different places via the scruffy flogger Randy used to punish your ass. A sharp moan hitched through your lunges at the feeling of your skin aching brighter than it was before, the sensual pain staining your cheek with dulcet pain. Randy grinned cockily above you at your suffering, until he reached his final throw leaving a numb pulsing feeling and whimpers muttering through your lips. Then, he was back on you.

His short nub nails dug into the whipped delicate skin of your ass writing pins in your bruised skin making your body hitch at the delicate pain. Randy noticed your body tense in shock but didn’t let go, hungry with a powerful craving for a taste of your cunt and in knowing you wanted it too, nothing was stopping him. His palms spread your ass cheeks open to reveal your breathing hole, the crisp air glazing over your sensitivity giving you goosebumps. Unsteady breaths were shallow through your lungs as your ass cheeks sunk into his rough hands until he followed with his thick wet tongue, you body hitching once more at his aggressiveness. A mix of Randy’s lips sucking at your pussy and long laps of the tongue spread pure pleasure throughout your lower half, your lips sticky with his spit from the sloppy yet passionate affection. It wasn’t long until the edge began to return, storming through your lower half like a hurricane pleading to rip a wave of ecstasy through your body. All of teasing and edging was staggering and needed to be paid off. Pleasure was an immense feeling and body showed it through shakes and trembles - nearly giving out and falling restlessly on the waves of duvet below you. You couldn’t take it anymore. “

“Are you gonna let me cum ? Are you gonna let me cum sir?“ You shook out in pure curiosity the hurricane building which each flick of Randy’s long wet tongue. You begged for the knowledge of the unknown. You couldn’t feel the deflation and agony of a ruined orgasm once more. Vibrations spewed against your lips as Randy muttered harshly against your pussy. “Do you think you’ve been a good enough slut? You think you’re done being a whore for me , little girl?” Your back arched - a squeal zipping from your lips at all the pleasure. Your body needed release whether he agreed or not. You nodded your head in definitely the power of your orgasm overwhelming your senses disabling you from using any further words and Randy felt it. “Cum” His word was your command, your back inclined back and pressed against the curves of Randy’s mouth coating his chin with your juices. riding out your orgasm. Randy groaned in pure satisfaction, a smirk of admiration creeping onto his face, looking down upon you - a mess below him. Your sensitive pussy shivered by the last two long licks he gave you before he pulling away, the heat of his lust empowered body disappeared leaving you cold and empty feeling,across the bed. 

Your tired eyes filled by the  natural carvings of the headboard - you couldn’t tell if Randy had left or not. He completely left your senses until seconds later you heard the white noise of him getting dressed , followed by the sound of his belt buckling. He was freshening up, that was nice and all, but what about you? “Randy?” You questioned feeling his figure further leave you. Your senses tried to pick up signals of his location  but you felt nothing. It was as if he’d quietly left the premises without a sound to be heard. 

Finally, you heard his voice deep rumble through the quiet room. “I’m going out . Maybe you can come down a little bit while I’m gone.” The fuck. As much as you loved this position - staring at the headboard alone with your thoughts and blank air for the next hour was the last thing you wanted.  

“So I’m just gonna stay here like this-” you started to question before he finished. “Do you have a problem with it huh? You should be lucky you’re even on the bed. I can put you on the damn floor so you can be crawled up in the corner. Is that what you want?” Randy’s loud voice pounced almost immediately, shaking you from your next words.  "No..sir” You felt Randy’s presence return next to you, his figure bending down to press a kiss against your cheek. “I’ll be back soon” he muttered before you heard the door close behind you. Now, it was the waiting game.

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Weird - Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose Smut

A/N: Dean is reader’s boyfriend ; Roman is reader’s best friend. Long af. Tbfh I didnt know how to end this srry. Thanks for reading - feedback is vv appreciated !!

OC|Show Off Dean|Voyeur Roman|Threesome|Fingering|Blowjob

The clutter of your shoes occupied the ill air of the long corridor , the dull lighting above illuminating your steps as you searched for the man you hadn't seen all day. It was a kiss in the morning, a goodbye at the door, and a "I'll see you there" that held your last memory of him. It wasn't suspicious - he never was a keep in touch kind of person, but now that you had some time to be together you wanted to see him.  Nearing the end of the lonesome corridor, you were presented with a door with no window, a silver handle bar with a matching keyhole being it's only feature. From observing the door it looked like it lead to some sort of storage or small room at most. Hopefully you wouldn’t cause too much stress by opening. Taking the risk your fingers gripped the cold steel, twisting it open to be greeted by Roman Reigns sitting on the top of a stage drawer, his phone clad between his fingers. His head instinctively flew up to see who had found the secluded location, a small smile itching on his face seeing that it was you. "Oh hey (Y/N)." One of the dearest friends you ever had since you started your relationship. He didn't look occupied with much but you were still worried you were interfering with something. "Hey Ro! I'm sorry I don't mean to disturb  just looking for someone" You excused, going to descend back into the corridor until his quilted deep voice stopped you in your tracks.  "No stay, please. I want some company and everybody out there's being weird" his face scrunched up playfully to the strange interactions he'd gone through, a laugh falling from your mouth in response. Being a laid back guy, Roman had a low tolerance for odd things - more so odd people. Crazy was something he laughed at not with so it was no surprise he took the effort to isolate himself from it. You did want to keep looking for your lover but from the second you walked into the arena you spent each second looking for the man that seemed to have disappeared. Taking some time to relax with one of your bestfriends shouldn't hurt. "No promises I won't be either" you disclaimed stepping inside the room. You pushed the door closed by it's silver handle,  a click following ensuring it's security. "Nah you - you're fine. Them other people though, they're on a whole nother level" Roman ranted, his face moving with each word he said. They must've really thrown him off. Another giggle came from your mouth as you stood by the door, still not too far to Roman due to the small room's width. "Who are ya lookin for by the way?" He asked with curiosity, shoving his phone into the pocket of his Nike jacket. 

"Dean..I haven't seen him anywhere. Makes me think he went somewhere else by accident". This time Roman laughed knowing that Dean could manage to get lost yet make himself perfectly comfortable. "Well we gotta work together so I guess I'm lookin for him too..." he trailed off, his attention now completely yours. His eyes trickled across your figure observing the cloth that covered your body , his thick eyebrows raising. "You look real good in that outfit. Looks good with your eyes" He complimented, earning a smile from you. Throughout the day you had been earning compliments nearly everywhere you went but it coming from someone whose seen you on your roughest nights made you feel even better.  

The two of you shared  light-hearted compliments that frailly meant nothing until you heard the hinges of the door howl, swinging open to reveal your boyfriend Dean Ambrose standing in the doorway. He was dressed in the same outfit you saw him leave with -  A heavy jean jacket that stopped just at his waist over a plain white shirt paired with denim jeans clad around his body, his hands dug into its two side pockets. “My two favorite people” Dean's effortlessly playful voice matched his stride, his sudden arrival scaring both you and Roman harmlessly. After all the time you spent looking for him, you were surprised he found you first. Before you could twist around to meet his gaze, Dean snaked his toned arms across your hips, the smooth scent of his cologne cradling you from behind. "Ambrose - where were you? (Y/N) been lookin all over for you" Roman pressed teasingly , his light eyes watching you two embrace. "You remember that guy with the really stoned wife and the crippled dog who barks like a penguin on steroids?" Roman had no idea who in the hell  he was talking about but for better sake he played along with a nod. "Yeah well, I was talking to his sister's carpenter - he's a really nice guy". Snarky laughs erupted from both you and Roman's bodies at his unusual interaction, Dean rocking you in his arms side to side. "Well, how was he?" Roman asked out of kindness - honestly not caring. "I don't know he was acting reallly strange like he had this ..." his thoughts broke into vapor your beauty strangling his mind and making it run miles in how great you looked. This wasn't the first time it did - Dean thought you were the woman of the world and wore you on his arm like his pride. But today it was like the cherry on top. "My god babe...you look really good" Your lips curved into an appreciative smile at his words. How many compliments you received started to get a little overwhelming but you'd take it over insults anyday. "Yea before you came in I complimented her" Roman gushed - you becoming the center of attention. Dean's nose nuzzled into the crook of your neck tickling you lightly , his embrace joined by hums of enlightenment. "So , you were talking about fucking my girl?" Whoa. That came out of nowhere. Roman's culture engraved arms crossed against his chest in disbelief that Dean said that. You and Roman were close with temptation occasionally knocking at the door - but you both knew your boundaries. You would never betray Dean and Roman - an honorable man wouldn't go behind his brother's back like that. “Nah I just said she looks good that's all" Roman clarified matter of factually with a soft voice, a deep chuckle following at how quickly it was blown out of proportion. "She does look good..but what about what's underneath?" Dean's warm breath stained goosebumps on your neck with each word, his shaded gaze throwing anticipation for an answer at Roman. 

What was he trying to do? Wilderness was his intentions - but you weren't the only one confused. Roman stood dumbfounded trying to decipher if Dean was trying to test his loyalty or genuinely wanted him to want you. He knew Dean was really possessive of you but who knows what went through his head.  "Nah man she's yours..." His eyes engraved on Dean's hands which smoothed lavender across your body as it explored. Your hips fell victim next, his fingers digging into the skin to press your ass against his waist ,grinding his hard on into your bum. Roman noticed what was going on and  tensed up, his emotions battling each other. "She is mine. But yknow sometimes I like to share " Dean purred suggestively - sucking small kisses into the crook of your neck. In normal scenarios you melted to his touch but this time you refrained knowing your best friend was watching. It just felt weird getting down and dirty infront of him but you seemed to be alone on that. "I mean just look at this gorgeous body. You can't expect me to keep this all to myself" Dean purred, his rough hands sliding into your shirt.  His crotch pressed harder into your clothed ass, the crease of his fingers dancing with the hem of your shirt . "And these tits" Dean pushed your shirt up and unclasped your bra, tossing it onto the stage drawer Roman leaned against, your bare chest exposed to the cold air. Through your shy eyes you could see Roman seductively bite his lip, not being able to resist the temptation Dean threw regardless of its purpose. Seeing you like this after all these years was driving Roman insane and filling him with want. His big hands slid over the curve of his crotch, clutching onto the outline of his erection. How he could look so sexy without even trying turned you on even more, your thighs rubbing together to the heat of your wetness. 

Dean's  hands fondled your breasts between his fingers the moans you kept bottled up flowing out the corners of your mouth loudly. Hearing your moans and seeing Dean grope your chest was pure seduction to Roman, his hips bucking desperately against his hands for some sort of friction through the fabric. Dean enjoying every bit of what was happening, took your nipples inbetween his index and middle finger squeezing hard, sending tingling chills down your spine. "Oh fuck.." you moaned helplessly, Dean humming in satisfaction. "You hear her Ro? It's like angels singing in heaven" Dean's touch left your tits and worked it's way to your jeans unbuttoning them and sliding them down your legs. Your panties were next, Dean's fingers curling into the hem and yanking them down. Everything was exposed. You were bare naked - on display in front of your bestfriend in the hands of your boyfriend and couldn't help but enjoy it. Dean moaned in delight, bending down with his head right next to your thighs. You watched as his lips peppered kisses across your thighs inducing moans as he got closer and closer to your shamelessly soaked place. Anticipation for him to go farther leaked out your mouth in a form of a whimper, your head draping back to meet with an eyeful of Roman stroking his throbbing cock head, his belt and pants down cupping his ankles.  His light eyes were darkened with lust with a solid glare frozen on the two of you, watching with entertainment. Just as you felt Dean's warm breath reach the crevice of your folds, he pulled away, standing back up. "Hmm Roman...why don't you come see if that little pussy is wet while I get undressed?" Dean invited Roman to have at you as he left your body, stepping to the side to do as said. Hearing Dean loud and clear, a smirk crept it's way onto Roman's thicks lips, his tongue running over the smile. He stood up and stepped out of his pants, leaving him with just his sweater and socks on. His demeanor wasn't playful and sweet like before. It was now overcome with pure lustful hunger for a taste of you and you could feel it through every heavy step he took towards you. His muscular physique towered over you, Roman wasting little time to taste you. His right hand cupped the side of your face, pulling you into a kiss full of pure hunger with no taste of passion just of filthy desire. His other hand slid between your thighs signaling for you to spread them. As soon as you made way Roman's fingers glided across your soaked slit , his big fingers digging gently into your pussy. Roman's fingers were much more thicker than Dean's and the pleasure it gave you forced you to break the kiss, your head tiling back for air to moan. Roman's lips were on you, his teeth digging into the skin of your bottom lip and tugging while he rubbed you. "Mmm who you got that pretty pussy wet for?" Roman teased in a deep mutter, making your moan increasing pitch at his foul language. His large tongue licked stripes across your throat, pushing one of his thick fingers into your tightness, your walls automatically clenching around him. "Ohh Dean, your girl's real tight huh" Roman purred, his dark eyes looking deep into yours as he fingered you. "I know bro" Dean agreed, his body hunched over as he ripped off his shoes in the heated anticipation of watching his brother ravish his girlfriend. He tore off his pants, throwing his boxers down with them. As soon as his legs were bare, Dean was back behind you, sandwiching you inbetween the two if them. The heat of their two bodies surrounded you, the air thick with hunger. You leaned against Dean for support as Roman finger fucked you into glory, his daring smirk  watching your facial expression melt into his shoulder.  "You want Roman  to slam that pussy while you gotta' mouth full of my cock? Huh babe?" Your lips struggled to find words as you lost yourself to Roman's touch, the sweet sensations overwhelming your body but Dean didn't buy it. His large hand smacked your ass, demanding an answer. "I know you want it" Dean pressed his lips against your ear, his growl darkened with lust."Yes I want it" you squealed through moans, feeling your high rising like a pit of fire in your stomach. Sensing that you were cumming Roman slicked his fingers from your mound almost immediately. "Nah nah nah, not so fast sweetheart don't get greedy now". His soaked index finger wiggled along with each word teasingly, Dean taking your hand into his and leading you over to the stage crate where he hopped on top, spreading his legs open to allow his cock to spring up ready for your lips. His hand rested on the back of your neck, signaling you to indulge. "Bend over babe and perk that cute lil ass up for us". You did as he said, bending over and presenting your ass to Roman while your hand filled with Dean's length. "Good girl" he consoled, getting comfortable against the cold white wall behind him. His hard cock slid into your mouth, grazing your tongue like a flavorless popsicle a hiss streaming from Dean's thin lips. "Oh yeah fuck".Roman joined the party, taking his position behind you. His stubby nails dug into the delicate skin of your ass, his soft tip poking into your hole before he pushed in, his thickness violating your walls. You couldn't resist the urge to moan at the intense feeling, the vibrations you sent making Dean hiss louder. "Ohh, you like that cock huh?" Dean purred noticing how you fell vulnerable to the other man's touch. Roman let out a deep groan feeling your walls resist around him, using his grip on your ass to push you down on his shaft. He allowed you a few moments to adjust to his size before he thrusted hard in and out of your pussy, invading your lower half. The powerful pleasure made it harder and harder to keep Dean's warmth in your mouth, it occasionally slipping into the side of your mouth, protruding through your cheek. Every time it did it brought Dean closer and closer to his orgasm not being able to take much of watching his woman swallow his cock.Looking up to meet his icy gaze, you watched as his face twitched and fumble through his power orgasm his groans croaking. His grip  on the back of your neck tightened,  his  sticky sap coating the surface of your tongue. Between moans you let the liquid slide down your throat like warm syrup, popping his cock out of your mouth and resting your head on his thigh letting Roman take you. Roman pounded you harder seeing you weren't occupied anymore, the loud clap of your skin meeting rhythmic in the air. Through the sahara of sensations Roman sent you, you felt butterflies  build in the pit of your stomach, the continuous pleasure sending you over the edge. You squealed loudly as you came on Roman's cock, your body shivering with static laced ecstasy but Roman kept going, fueling his orgasm. His nails dug harder in your ass - destined to leave a mark afterwards. His dick pulsing with each clench your tight walls made around him. Watching you spill your juices all over Roman's cock, Dean's royal eyes melted passion into yours as his rough hands cupped your face and pulled you in, creating a kiss sparks flew off of and thunder bolts traveled through. A kiss that adoration and intimacy overthrew any hint of lust filled hunger. The connection you felt with Dean was irreplaceable by any man even as you rode your bestfriend. "You don't you forget who you belong to after all this alright? You're fucking mine" Dean growled, pressing his face against your whimpering one, your head shaking up and down understandly, lost in stimulation. The clenches your walls clutched around Roman's cock drove him into the same state, his groans darkening like a hungry wolf on it’s prey. You hissed at the pleasurable pain his nails made as he gave one last thrust, before springing his throbbing length out of you. His hand stroking the ropes of cum out from his clenched balls, his cum damping your back. Roman let out a sigh of pure satisfaction, nibbling on his thick lips, coming down from the immense orgasm you drove him into. 

"What you're not gonna clean your mess up you filthy animal?" Dean teased Roman, nodding to the box of klinex off to the far right. "I don't want wanna cuddle my girl with your see-" Roman held his hands up in surrender to the progression of Dean’s description, heading over to the box. "Yea,Yea I get it Dean". You couldn't help but giggle , waiting patiently for Roman to grab the tissue with your ass still out in the air. He swiped his cum off of your back in one swift motion, Dean letting out a hum of satisfaction. "Yeah that's better - that's how you thank me huh, cumming on my girls back."  Dean pulled you into his warm body, his secure arms cradling you up against him. Roman chuckled once more. "Hey ok it felt good" he justified shrugging his jeans back onto his body."Yeah don't dream about it alright'" Dean continued playfully, his lips planting a kiss on the top of your forehead. As soon as Roman got his pants back on his gaze remained on the two of you still cuddled against each other - you bare naked and Dean half. His thick lips smacked in intolerance. "What the hell c'mon now you make me get all cleaned up yet y'all just sittin' there shootin breezes". You felt Dean's breath huff to rebuttal but you pressed your fingers against his lips before he could speak. "Shhh babe he's right let's get dressed" you giggled once more, pressing off of him and walking over to your muddle of clothes sprawled against the floor. Dean surrendered, followed suit and putting his pants back on. "I'm just sayin' babe it's how he thanks me". 

"Enough" you chuckled, and that was it. You all went back to living as if this had never happened although you were sure Dean would bring it up again when asking Roman for a favor. 

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First Time - Seth Rollins Smut

A/N: Requested by anon (so sorry it took so long i got a life for 6 days) hope I fulfilled it to your liking! Long af, Thanks for reading, feedback is vv appreciated !!

OC|Virginity/First Time|Shit hurts|Vanilla-ish|Fireplace|Cunnilingus|notmine.gif

Roaring spews of golden dipped vermilion dwelled upon bristled bark like fog against a hazy horizon in a cage of brass and bricks before you. The luminous scent of crisp firewood it gave off intertwined with your boyfriend Seth Rollin’s  cologne, the vibe spreading throughout the room laying you content in the curve of his masculine figure. The subtle sparks of fire against wood accompanied his raspy voice as he spoke. “Me n’ Ambrose - we were walking around the arena and these crappy shoes hurt like hell. I swear I’d rather walk on needles ” Your eyes focused on the fireplace while listening to him mindlessly ramble on about his day as if it were a hobby as moments like these where Seth actually spoke emotions came rare. He’d always ask you about his day and when you tried to return the favor he always shrugged it off so you took the opportunity.

“My feet hurt - I start talking about it n’ this guy comes up to me askin if he can rub my feet” He paused completely dumbfound, the air he sucked in representing it. “Who asks somebody to rub their feet in the middle of a hallway” You giggled at his unusual interaction however you found it believable, and sometimes could even imagine yourself in the persons shoes. “Maybe he genuinely cared about your comfort” you defended on his behalf, shrugging suggestively up against Seth with a sly smile.

“What no - he’s literally just some 50 old virgin - being weird and gettin’ off to feet and stuff” Seth ridiculed harsher - his face scrunching up at the fact that you were defending him. Personally, Seth despised the thought of doing more than looking at a person’s feet and close-mindedly refused to see how other people could. By his strained and defensive demeanor you could tell he was really bothered by it, as if his pride was on the line - so you decided to change the topic.

“There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin” laughs protruded under your tone , earning a simple shrug from Seth. “No - No there’s not but they just do weird stuff” It was the stereotype. If you were doing something abnormal you were instantly labeled as someone who had never been touched before. “Oh okay so, Do I do weird things?” You questioned hastily, your words stunning him like a spray of ocean water to the face of the blazing sun.

“Da….” His gaze fell off into the distance as if he was looking for the right words to say. His long eyelashes fluttered waves with each word that trembled fear of upsetting you. “You..I mean…I wouldn’t say it’s because you’re a virg- I mean that’s just you and how you are as an individual and - I love you…for it” Your eyes diverted from the flames to him - watching him struggle to eat his words in each breath he took. “Mhmm ya I believe you, Seth” your words leaked sarcasm causing him to grin. “Hey ok you think you’re cute. You ain’t innocent missy.” His slender body curved so he laid on top of you, your body sinking into the soft couch below. “Oh me?” You questioned with the softest voice you could put on through the sarcasm that refused to leave your mouth , your breath hitching lightly as you felt his warm physique press down onto yours creating little balls of spark through your clothes. After all, He wasn’t lying. Even though you had never truly had sex with someone you knew just about from what Seth was mentioning of feet to even weirder things. “Yes you” He chuckled, his brown eyes peering into yours with soft quills. “When are we gonna take care of that little thing anyways - huh?” Cotton grew in your throat at his words. The most you had ever done to yourself was graze your clit or barely manage to get one finger in - but you were more than excited to feel the hype of sex that had society drunk. It wasn’t that you were scared either - Seth had the trust of your life but it was the matter of going through it that made you anxious. “I’m ready” you assured Seth, with a small shrug to his actual question.

“Right now?” Seth questioned almost immediately, his forehead drifting off against yours. Watching his gaze stare into yours for confirmation made your heart race. This was actually going to happen. “Yeah…right now…” you trailed off with a deep shaky breath - your brain prepping deep speculation for what was to come next.  A shy smile itched onto his lips, his defined cheek bones curling with it. “Really?” His tone was cheeky with shock that he - a scrub in his eyes was going to be the one that you entrusted with a gem. That he will be the one to take the precious peace of innocence you kept all these years. “Really - Seth yes” you shrugged anxiously making him chuckle, his lips pressing against the tender lining of your jaw. “You’re just too cute” he purred, your skin chilling at his change of tone. Just a second ago he was all gushy now his voice was consumed with lust and seduction from the thought of indulging in his lover. You couldn’t help but get turned on, your legs sliding against him, his wet lips grasping the vulnerable skin buried in the crook of your neck to the rhythm of want his hands drummed against your waist. You stifled out shy moans to the sensations , the worry of sounding weird clouding you from true expression but Seth noticed this and couldn’t stand it. He didn’t expect full on porn star moans nor wanted them. He wanted to know all that he was doing to you. “It’s okay babe - I got you. Just let go” he rasped, the vibrations his mutters induced strumming against your chest. His hands  were subtle suctions as they rose to cup your breasts through your shirt, a  loud moan woven with shock and pleasure slipping from your mouth feeling the skin succumb to his grip.

“That’s it. Can I take it off?” His chocolate eyes peered at you through  the  loose strands of hair dangled effortlessly against his face. You gave him the signal with a quick nod, anticipation filling the pit of your stomach. You watched his body slither down your legs, your shirt flipping up briefly - his lips replacing the comfort of the cloth. The intensity of his kisses rose with your shirt, the fabric brimmed to your chin, Seth too busy indulging in your bra covered chest to take it off completely. His smile curved with gentle fascination at the scene causing you to giggle.  Of course during your relationship he’s seen you naked - but never close up like this and it drove him crazy with want. His fingers crawled under your back against the couch, unhooking your bra with ease. “Arms up” he demanded, your arms draping against the couch arm as you let him slide off your top garments, they making a muddle against the soft rum carpet below. His lips clasped one nipple into the warmth of his mouth, your sensitive nob subduing under the smooth damp surface of his tongue, sending pleasurable yet unfamiliar sensation to your breasts. Seth grew conscious in ensuring he wasn’t doing anything wrong, his gaze meeting yours as he savored your taste, watching each fold and twitch your mouth made above him. Warm silk blanketed the curve of your nipple with passion driven to pleasure you, the sting it sent gentle yet demanding.

Just as you started to get used to the sensation, your nipple puckered out of his mouth , bouncing back against your breast. “You liked that , huh baby?” Seth purred as he crept further down your body. You nodded your head shyly but that wasn’t satisfactory for Seth. “Tell me” he demanded, the brim of your pants in the folds of his fingers. Thick saliva folded in the start of your throat as you tapped into the succession of courage through your shyness of lustful expression. “I liked it, Seth” you spoke with a much louder voice than before but it still failed to satisfy Seth. He wanted the satisfaction of hearing your voice pronounce each and every foul word in the dictionary.  "You liked what?“

“My-my nipple in your mouth” you stuttered in a low whimper. Seth hummed in response, his dick twitching at each word “That’s my good girl”. Filth filled his mind - hearing your profane language being  one of the hottest things in the world to him and it never failed to make him hard. His thick fingers intertwined with the hem of your pants, your panties caught in the hook. Your bottoms skid painfully slow down your legs the cold air attacking your skin with chills, Seth’s lips not helping as they kissed roses against them. Your bottoms joined your top in the muddle across the floor, your body presented completely bare on display for Seth. His melted eyes did numbers across your bare skin as he took in every inch of your nude body. Seeing you like this made his mouth water, every inch of your skin being fueling both his desires and lust.

“My god (Y/N)…you’re so beaut-fuck…spread those legs for me” He rasped in awe, positioning his head inbetween the inside of your thighs just as you spread them revealing your untouched cunt. Seth hummed, his lips kissing the tender skin of your thighs sending fragile sensations through your body. His tongue flicked against the hood of your clit shocking you as the fragile sensations intensified immensely - the new effortless feeling of ecstasy clouding your lower half with pleasure. “Oh..” you moaned, bucking your hips mindlessly, Seth’s tongue digging deeper into your hood. Slurping sounds soon filled the air as Seth went down on you delivering pleasure throughout your body, his lips savoring the taste of you. This moment had been a big fantasy of his ever since the two you of started dating, just the though of eating you out being enough to turn him on. Seth’s became messy as he was lost in desire , his spit soaking  your pussy lips, the cold liquid trickling a trail to your hole prying a loud moan from your lips at the new experience. Rigid vibrations muttered from his mouth as his lips sucked sensually on your clit , his dark beard drenched in a mix of your juices. His forefinger poked into your clenched tight opening , your body instinctively tensing up at the pain it caused. Seth noticed your discomfort, his other hand immediately caressing your thigh in efforts to relax you.

"Shhh, Shhhh I got you. It’s gonna hurt a little baby girl alright ? - and you tell me if it does.“  He directed in a soothing hush , his carefulness calming you knowing he’d stop if it got too much. But fear that it would clouded your mind as just one of his fingers hurt like hell.   "Okay” you whimpered trust in him, your legs trembling from the mix of emotions. One hand was back on your clit massaging small circles while the other pressed into your opening - Seth’s plan to relieve the ache with pleasure. Everything went dark - the light of the fire still visible through your closed eyes at the feeling of him invading your tight hole. Watching your reaction Seth began to worry, instinctively retracting his finger not wanting to hurt you. As soon as his finger left, you felt your hole re-clench all over again, disappointment escaping your mouth in the form of a gasp. “No, no keep going” you reassured him, earning a kiss to the inside of your thigh. “My strong lady” Seth praised only imaging how bad you were feeling right now, the sensation of his forefinger pushing you apart returning.  

After a while the sensation wasn’t too bad but just came with an enormous amount of discomfort, his fingers being much thicker and longer than yours. His finger protruded slowly in and out of your hole until he felt you loosen up. “Ready for more?” His voice was deep yet softened with care and patience.  You nodded in confirmation, sucking your breath in with preparation to start again. Seth’s middle finger pushed in alongside his fore, your hole making way painfully for his the force. After moments of clenching and squeezing , Seth’s middle and index finger rested inside you like plyers forcing open a rubber band. “You doing alright?” Seth asked consciously, watching your expression. “Yea - keep coming ” you forced out under your breath. It did hurt like hell but you knew it was only gonna get better with time. A few minutes of your hole stretching the discomfort and pain started to go away. Between the sensations Seth delivered to your clit and feeling his long fingers dig into your wetness the experience began to be pleasurable. Soft moans trailed from your lips as your body released its tension, submitting to the arousal. But fingers could only go so deep. You needed more. “Seth..” you whimpered with shaky breathes through the pleasure grabbing his focus from off your pussy. “I want it.” Seth smacked his lips along to the rhythm of his head shaking, his fingers still working you. "I don’t know what ‘It’ is you gotta tell me what you want baby girl". Not this again. You knew he knew what you wanted and it felt weird having to say it out loud constantly. Another audible whimper hummed through your body -  following with your hips bucking. It only made Seth quicken his pace, his wet fingers rubbing furiously on your clit causing you to moan louder with ecstasy. “Hmm? You gonna tell me?” he pressed , spitting down onto your folds lubricating your clit. The curve of your spine arched at the change of pace - the pleasure becoming overwhelming . Your mouth showed just how intense it was with a symphony of moans.   "Fuck me Seth - I want your dick” you blurted out. Seth hummed at your foul  outburst a cheeky smirk planting on his lips. “That’s my girl” You watched as Seth slicked his wet fingers from your hole, his body declining onto his knees. His hairy knuckles slid down the black sweat pants that clung onto his waist, his pulsing rock solid length that ached for a taste of you springing from it’s cage and smacking his toned V-line. A rosey red invaded the tip of his vein protruded cock a growl of relief slipping from Seth's mouth the feeling of being contained dissolving. From the near drawer, Seth pulled out a silver condom the package ripping open under his fingers. The latex slid on snuggly around his cock as he slid the rubber down his shaft. Positioning himself up against your opening, your breathing started to quicken. He was pretty big and the thought of it pushing inside of you made you ache already but you wanted to get it over with.

“Ready?” Seth asked reassuringly, you nodding in confirmation to his carefulness closing your eyes ready to bare the pain. Your back arched to the  hisses that strung from Seth’s mouth as he pushed ever so slowly into your tightness - his eyes squeezing together at the immense feeling of your walls clinging onto his cock. Your breath was taken away at the feeling of your lower half being slowly ripped into, the numbing pain staining your stomach with a pit of inferno . Desperate for something to clutch onto your hands fumbled against the fabric of the couch until Seth’s bigger hand took hold of you, his body declining down onto you in a missionary position. His forehead melted into yours, his clouded eyes buried into your sulked ones in the moment of importance. Your teary gaze met his with your lips dry in agape at how bad it hurt. “It’s okay baby girl you got this alright, you’re doing good” Seth encouraged through rigid breathes, all of his pulsing inches filling your walls, soreness swimming in your lower half to the rapid clenches you made in attempt to adjust to the new feeling. Seth flew peppermints if kisses against your face, his lips resting on the tip of your nose as he rested inside of you. “Tell me when you want me to move okay?” he hissed his eyes not leaving yours. You took your time, letting your walls expand around his cock until you felt you were ready. “Now” you whimpered, Seth’s figure leaving your gaze, your eyes squeezing closed to the painful penetration as Seth rocked his hips in sedative thrusts, his hisses becoming deep growls.

After a while of being limp to the pain and discomfort you adjusted around his massive size - the feeling of Seth’s hard on violating your walls beginning to hell pleasurable. The feeling cascaded through the pent up tension and pain, Your eyes fluttering open to your lips letting go of a few moans. Seth lit up, a grin spreading across his face seeing you had did it. Together. “That’s my girl” he purred, his grip on your hand tightening as he made love to you. His soft pace sent pleasure through your body his fragile thrusts deepened with his growls, you realizing what was coming next. Seth’s dick twitched inside of you his balls tightening against your mound, his dick shooting hard ropes into the condom, loud growls of pure satisfaction escaping from the both of your mouths. Seth hummed as he slid out of you, placing a kiss to your forehead as his lazy figure left yours to the cold exposed air as he disposed of the condom. You took the moment to steady your breathing and let all that happened sink in, your virginity now in the safe of your lover Seth’s heart.  Right after he did, he was back by your side, cradling you  into the side of his warm body, caressing you to the sound of the fire. “My angel… That was fuckin’ great” Seth praised through a tired yet excited mumble, his hair matted against the soft narrow face. “I’m glad you were my first” you admitted shyly. Although it lowkey felt like you got your ass beat, this was an experience you’ll never forget. “Who else would be” he questioned soft-heartedly “You’re mine, don’t you forget that.”

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Baby It’s Cold Outside - Seth Rollins Smut

A/N: Hi all ! This one is also for my ppl w/anxiety hoLLA. There's one daddy and slight degradation. Long bc of light-fluff srry. Thanks for reading - feedback is vv appreciated !!

OC|Winter Time!!|Seth has to leave home|Fluff & Emotions|Shower Sex + Dom Seth

The dark void that rested your eyes and eased the movement of your body filled with nothing other than creativity of your mind classified as a dream kept you sunk into that state every human needed - sleep. Your energy absorbing body laid faintly against the couch where you fell asleep to the rhythm of heartbeats sponsored by the man that took yours for marathons - Seth Rollins. Only, he wasn't there anymore. He was wide awake preparing to leave for the job he paid sweat and tears all his life to live through. Your generated illusions of reality were broken by the sensations of his very  lips against the soft skin of your forehead. Your eyelashes fluttered open, your eyes to adjusting to the morning light as you took in your lover Seth who was hovered over you. 

He was already dressed and by the looks of it - prepared to take off to the endless roads that stopped at the arena his was to perform at. A exhausted sigh escaped your lips. When you heard the news nights ago, you had spent all the time regretting this exact moment to arise. "Awh cmon babe - not even a good morning" Seth chuckled at you - your first reaction to seeing him in the morning being a mumble. He knew you dreaded these days and ever so thought your reaction to his departures were adorable. Apart from him actually leaving his world behind  he adored knowing that you loved him enough to not want him to leave your side. You sighed again as if exposed, your adjusted eyes meeting his gaze. "Good morning Seth" you smiled sweetly, a pinch of dread hidden in each corner of your smile. Seth's lips met yours in a deep yet quick peck, his eyes taking in the lovely essence of seeing your morning state.

 "Hey now, that's better alright. Now come say goodbye to your boyfriend hm?" Seth's words were blanketed by his raspy voice as he took you into his arms, helping you stand up. "Goodbye ? Didn't I just say good morning " A chuckle followed your remark, the pads of your bare feet hitting the cold wood flooring below you stunning cold vibes throughout your skin momentarily. Once you were up you and Seth walked up to the door. 

"What about a jacket?" You suggested trying to prevent Seth from leaving every second you could. He paused just as his hand went for the door knob "A jacket? I already have one on" he dismissed referring to the flimsy black jacket covering his arms making your eyebrows raise hastily. You knew that wasn't enough to keep him warm especially at this time in the day where it was just barely 30 outside. "Seth - are you-  its cold as shit outside you need another jacket on" Your voice leaked assertion at the wild thought. You could picture him now running laps in place to keep warm - adding to fact that you wouldn't be there to take care of him... did he really think you were gonna let him go outside like that? 

Your lips smacked, your cold feet gripping against the floor as you shuffled to the hall closet filled with all of the two of yous bulky or out of season wear, your ear filling with Seth's protests. Seth had worn the jacket all day and it kept him snug so in his mind it was a piece of cake for him to go out the same way. Your eyes scanned the aisle of hangers until your hands gripped the hook of a thick dark denim jacket, your heels turning to meet him. "Here wear this - even if you wear it over that thing it still matches what you have on " you nearly begged Seth who shook his head indefinitely. His thick bottom lip folded over his thinner top, brimming just below the tamed dark hairs of his beard. 

"No, no, look - I'm from Iowa I don't need this crap - no look at this it looks like something from a renaissance fair" He dismissed, insisting he leave the house with only his Black and Brave track suit on. You giggled lightly as his stubbornness. When Seth thought he was right he was a hard man to persuade.  "I mean thank you for worrying about me but your man's got this babe" He took the hanger clad jacket from your hands returning it to the closet, the spark of his soft warm touch filling your hands. His silky dark brown eyes gazed down into you, using the grip to pull you into his chest. You rested your chin on top of the muscular pecs, shaking your head side to side with another small giggle leaving your lips.  "You're gonna freeze your ass off Rollins" and he was. No matter how 'Iowan' you were your balls could turn blue going outside in the current weather. "Nah, Nah, I got this baby girl" his voice was full of pride and dulcet reassurance , his lips grazing against yours inducing a passionate kiss, your cold lips lapping for each others warmth. Seth hummed off into the kiss, succumbing to seduction by the taste of your lips, the two of you inches away from losing yourself in each other until he forced himself away, his index finger pulling his sleeve back to look at the shining watch clad on his wrist. 

"Welp babe, a man's gotta work" he stated resentfully it being 5 minutes over the time he was supposed to leave for his prolonged road trip. A sad sigh escaped your lips, heavy eyes hitting the floor, the realization that he actually has to leave setting in. The face of fact that you really had to revisit the cruel long for him that was put away when he came back home. "Hey now babe.." Seth trailed off softly watching your head fall. His heart pained seeing you upset and knowing he indirectly caused it made him feel even worse. Seth didn't like being away from you infact he hated it but it was the compromise for doing what he loved. If it was all up to him , he'd spend the rest of his days with you laying in the comforts of the warm duvet and blissful pillows of your bed all day long but he especially didn't want this to be the last expression he saw you with. His rough - velvet to touch skinned hands cupped the sides of your face, forcing you to meet his gaze, his face inclining forward so that his nose pressed against yours. "I'll be back soon , alright baby?" He contained his raspy speech to a low mutter, his words being more of a statement than a question. He too was also ass at saying goodbye to what he cherished as he was never the lovey-duvy type and often couldn't find the right words to say . His eyes swam desperately into yours - his ocean to search for the sign you understood his words so his mind wasn't flooded with worry that you had anxiety while he was gone. 

Goosebumps glistened across your skin as if you could feel his emotions, as if you could sense how much he cared about you like thorns on a rose. The feeling he gave off made up for the lack of words his lips couldn't quite form.You found it in yourself to nod,  a soft "Okay" crawling out the brim of your lips. You knew Seth had roads to ride, weights to lift, crowds to perform for, a universe to satisfy and didn't want to keep him from it selfishly. Feeling satisfied that you understood, Seth carried shame in a nod, forcing himself away from you. You took the chance to grasp the unpierced tender lobe of his ear with your fingertips playfully not being able to swallow anymore of the sorrow filled atmosphere. 

Seth's thick eyebrows raised on top of his forehead  in reaction, his face tensing into a playfully stern mask to hide his laughs. Laughs spilled from your mouth, knowing he hated when people touched his ears it being grounds for him to swear death in his eyes but in yours it was only an opportunity to throw him off. "You know I'd get you if I had the time" he teased, his sweater tightening against  his arms as he wrapped them across his chest stubbornly, the gaze laid on you following suit in stubbornness. 

Soft light-hearted laughs spilled from your mouth , your arms clutching Seth's guarded one. You inclined your body into his to kiss the  narrow lips painted across his face. "Go" you encouraged him to leave while you were in an permitting mood. Seeing your smile itched one onto Seth's mouth by force, his whole demeanor lightly up just by the sight. He planted one last kiss to the brim of your forehead before turning to the front door. "I'll be back before you know it" he promised , a "you better" mumbling from under your breath. As he walked to the front door, everything seemed to move in slow motion. You followed mindlessly behind him, as if your brain was hiding from  the experience underway. "Love you always and forever and stuff like that" Seth vowed, swinging his key ring around his fingers, the other one turning to cold metal door knob that sanctuarized your home.

 "Love you too Se-" you started off shyly until the cold air of outside attacked your skin pulling you into reality. Seth's raspy laugh joined the cold in the air as he watched you jump to the sound of winter.  "Oh my - go please" your fingers pressed against his flimsy jacket pushing featherly signaling him to leave, causing his laugh to erupt."How do you even survive without me" He threw his head back lost in humor as he stepped out into the cold air. "Yeah okay love you too Seth" You closed the door immediately behind him, his laughs still audible through the door. Although a smile crept onto your voice at the sweet sound that you'd miss - your body sulked into itself. Your heart going cold wasn't from the breeze that poisoned the warm air of your house, but was from the absence of your lover. You knew he'd be back in a few days - his place of travel being the sister to your current residency but your heart couldn't help but ache at how many goodbyes you had to force out over the months. Not to mention the thoughts that would come when you started to overthink about what he did when he was gone. You knew he loved you to the moon and back but its something you can't help. Occupy. You needed something to keep you busy so you couldn't think about it. A hot shower sounded nice. 

Worn articles of cloth made a river across the bunny fur mess of your bathroom rug, the fiery water grazing touches of tempered angels against your bare skin. Your thoughts sunk away to the sensation of warmth and beats of music you played to occupy the ill air in the empty house to make everything less-lonely. Maybe everything wasn't so bad. Maybe you could actually make it through this time without crumbling to despair. 

A distant yet loud ruffle in the air sparked your attention pulling you out of your thoughts. Did someone break in ? Just perfect timing to die while naked in the shower. But would they really be making that much noise ? The sounds you heard were loud and felt welcomed into your home. It was as if an animal somehow managed to crawl inside. But they stopped. Your mind crawled you into a abyss of fear until you heard the door swing open , your skin jumping indefinitely. "Getting all cleaned up for me huh?" Seth announced his voice booming throughout the bathroom, his voice raspier from the bone chilling frost outside. He was back already. "Seth ?? Why are you here" You questioned loudly, coming down from just fearing for your life. 

"Well, I tried to get on the freeway and this guy in a semi-he just wouldn't let me so I let the monster have it and now I'm back here" Seth explained causing you to roll your eyes rolled into the back of your head. You knew he just too coy to admit that the extreme frost outside was too much for him to bare. But you were glad yet insecure about him choosing to stay. It felt selfish to be the reason he wasn't there to pursue his career but at the same time it felt like you needed him. "Now, make room for one more alright - I'm freezing my ass off" You heard the sound of his zipper followed by the ruffle of his baggy pants material, causing you to laugh "Seth..you know you're supposed to" you started in between giggles until he interrupted. "Yeah I know now cmon" You saw his shaped hairy tan leg step in first before the rest of his muscular physique came in. His dry arm matted against your wet back to spin you around so he was under the water, a sigh of satisfaction spilling from his mouth. "You know, and I did wanna get back at you too" Seth trailed off "That tugging ears thing - not cool". 

"No? I thought it was pretty cute" You giggled in response but truly couldn't tell if he was serious or not judging solely by the tone of his voice which was unreadable. If he was serious it was definitely not the time to send you into a tickling fit or else you'd end up on one of those life alert commercials. "And you know," Seth continued. "I just couldn't pass up the best part about showering together...I can tell if that little pussy is getting wet or not". Goosebumps found it's way to cover your skin through the warm water spraying down on the two of you. "Seth.." you started -  unsure of how to follow being slightly turned on by the comment.  "Oh my - women. The things it takes to get you serious" Seth joked, your fingers shoving his wet toned shoulder in response. "Not funny!" Pouts streamed from your mouth, provoking a laugh from Seth. 

"Hey now I'm supposed to be the one getting back at you" His damp hands cupped your wrists in this, your feet sliding against the slippery tiles as he brought you closer.  "Unless that little pussy is wet huh? You got it wet for daddy?" Seth's voice was deep and seductive your body not being able but react to his language, your legs twitching as your arousal let go to Seth's words. One hand dropped your wrist, his index and middle finger pressing together using the warm shower water to slide against the sensitive skin of your clit. His fingers crept further into your opening until he reached your hole, the tips of his fingers poking into you as if testing water. "Oooh, my girl is all wet" Seth smirked devilishly his fingers continuing to rub you sending pleasure waves throughout your body , ripping soft moans from you. "Mmhm" Seth hummed cockily satisfied completely with the reaction he was getting from you and so his dark lustful eyes filled with your every move. 

"You're a dirty girl you know that huh. I say a few words and you just make a fucking mess" Seth teasingly shamed as he watched you fall to his touch. "Kiss me" he demanded, you immediately following suit to lock your lips into a deep kiss with his. He pressed you against the tile wall, your back sticking up against the smooth chilling surface. His pace quickened, the surface of his damp fingers rubbing your clit viciously into your lustful kiss until he removed them to wrap his hand around the thick erection you put him on.  "You see what you do to me huh? Making me want you - turning me into an animal" Seth purred, guiding his tip to rub small circles right on the sensitive hood of your clit inducing moans from you. "Oh Seth.." you muttered off, gripping onto his arms for extra support from falling victim to the running water, your thighs spreading to allow him entrance. Seth was taken over with lust from the situation, you feeling the dirty eagerness of his cock through each throb it gave as he moved the shower head so that it was shooting directly down the middle of your bodies, highlighting both of your figures. He slipped his wet cock into your hole with no hesitation, a loud moan erupting from your mouth at the pain that shot through your body from the feeling of him invading your tightness. "Seth.." you whimpered, your arms wrapping around his torso as he thrusted his hips synced with rhythm. His face rested against yours, his nose just pressing up against your ear.  "Louder" he demanded as his hips fucked your lower half harder, the pain quickly relieving you into a pool of ecstasy. Your body was too focused on the pleasure to even sound audible which made Seth frustrated, his toned body pressing you harder against the tile wall "You fucking hear me huh dirty girl? I said louder" he demanded through deep raspy groans of pleasure. "Seth!" you moaned louder in the sexist voice you could put on through loosing yourself to his dick.

 "Oh fuck yeah that's my girl" His body pressed closer and closer against yours until you felt your bare ass stick into the wall, his lower half pounding you into it. You couldn't take anymore . Your body drove itself into the valley of pleasure and ecstasy that took over your body your walls tightening around Seth as you screamed out an orgasm through the encouragement of Seth's words. He let out a massive shout feeling you squeeze against him, his eyes tightening at the pleasure. "Ah my fucking god" Your pussy took one more pounding before Seth pulled away, jerking his dick off to ropes of  cum oozing from his swollen head, his face scrunched as he released. You stood there against the tile wall defeated under his lust.  "Holy - so f-ing good baby girl - Oh I would've missed this" Seth confessed to the power of pleasure, his golden body exhausted from the intense orgasm. He flashed a smirk his brown eyes meeting yours. "Alright enough hanky panky let’s get cleaned up" his voice was soft with adoration for you - the woman he loved with the whole of his being - the woman he saw perfect through each imperfection that society could blind her with. You smiled nervously, both your emotions and body a wreck from the hard penetration as you watched him cup a  louffa in his hands, adding a generous amount of body scrub to it. "My back first" he announced, a playful smile crept on his face. You rolled your eyes and got to work scrubbing your lovers back. 

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Relax - Baron Corbin Smut

A/N: !Anxiety/Panic Attack Trigger! Reader has anxiety/gets panic attack. idk how this trigger thing works tbh but better to be safe than sorry. Intro is really cliche pls forgive me. Pretty long - feedback is vv appreciated , thanks for reading !!! notmine.gif

OC|Moody Baron|Misconnection|Rough foreplay|You get a panic attack|Turns into Vanilla

Endless rows of content filled your eyes, as you scrolled down your tumblr dashboard. You could spend hours entertaining yourself with the colossal amount of content from fanatic series to gifs of talking cheeses. It seemed like it was never ending and kept you invited. Your fingers pressed against the dense mouse pad of your laptop as you scrolled, your mind absorbing each post. Your spree was interrupted as your ears picked up heavy footsteps striding from the door, signaling your boyfriend’s arrival home. Butterflies filled the pit of your stomach, instinctively lighting you up to greet your lover after a long lonesome day of not seeing him. 

Your fingers gripped against the sides of your laptop, swinging it off to lay on the couch with care, revealing your boyfriend of 2 years - Baron Corbin opening up the fridge. He wore a thick jet black bomber jacket over a blood red t-shirt paired with black skinny jeans and  a dark grey beanie that held his long hair back. His gaze didn’t cross your face a second, his focus completely on whatever he desired out of the stainless steel fridge. It hurt you mildly that your own boyfriend didn't think to acknowledging your presence as if you were a ghost. It was clear he wasn’t happy however, you remained positive wanting him to know you were there for him. “Hey babe, I missed you” you said sweetly, your bare feet meeting the carpet below as you stood up to welcome him home with a hug. Your arms extended inviting him into your embrace only to be ignored, Baron continuing to grab a beer from the fridge, his other hand swinging his beanie off his head, causing his dark brown hair to fall out against his shoulders

“Baron? Babe? Are you alright?” You asked softly. This wasn’t like him and He’s never acted this way. Normally when he got home you were his first line of attention but all he could seem to think about was a beer. On the inside self-consciousness filled your veins, making you nervous to continue trying to get his attention seeing he was upset. But you were his partner, his girlfriend and promised to stay during these darker days from the start. Baron swung open a drawer, his ring clad fingers fishing out a bottle opener to pop open the ice cold Bud Light he had in his hands, showing no intentions to respond to you, making your lips smack in disappointment. “Baron….” you trailed off, watching him take a swig of the beer “You can talk to me…” you truly cared about how he was feeling and were more than willing to help him unwind from all that could be frustrating him.

“Oh I can?" He spat, his mocking tone colder than ice. "Well maybe I don’t wanna talk to you” His dark brown  eyes darting on you  intensively like a snake meeting it’s prey. Your shoulders turned boulders as your body sunk in itself at his words, dragging your caring  demeanor down with it. Baron had been out of the house all-day, this being the first time you even heard from him. To you he was upset for reasons unknown , but you automatically began to blame yourself. What could you possibly have done for him to act like this ? From the moment he walked into the room you showed nothing but compassion. Maybe too much ? He never was the smushy type.  You did your best to be all you could be to him, having plenty of competition to go around. But, maybe that was it. Maybe he did find someone else. someone smarter, prettier, better than you. Maybe he realized that there was better.  Your heart ached at the unwanted thoughts racing through your head. You never meant for him to act like this, and you could only feel like you managed to fuck something up. Your eyes met the beige carpet below you, cotton thickening in your throat disabling yourself from even whispering the sorry you felt you owed. Instead you nodded resentfully, your heels spinning as you walked back to your previous position on the brown couch against a wall in your living room . Just before you could tug your laptop back onto your lap, Baron’s intimidating figure towered over you. His legs kneeled into the open space on the couch  by your sides followed by cold hands gripping onto your hips pulling you towards him.

“I do wanna make you moan though” he rasped huskily. His deep voice purred angst and lust , his rosey lips pressing rapidly from your forehead to the tender lobe of your ear which was great and all but his actions threw you off completely. Was he really horny all this time? Was he acting this way because he sexually frustrated ? You didn’t understand his actions but it felt like you needed to in order to cope.   Vicious kisses left trails against your tender skin and it felt amazing, satisfying the hunger you had for him ever since he left the house this morning. But every kiss ripped you away from your rapid thinking making you panic.

Baron - caught up in the heat of his lust for rough affection to levitate the stress he’s gone through all day focused on indulging in his lover. It was true, he felt like a piece of shit at the moment, and couldn’t force a smile if he wanted to. But, having being depraved of contact with you, he wanted to make up for it. For you, It began to get too much, your quick breathing clouding your thoughts and drifting your mind unwillingly into a out of body experience. He had to stop, or you would loose any last bit of control you still had. 

Your hands found Baron’s broad shoulders, your fingers pressing into the tough toned skin delicately just as his thin ruby lips pressed against your stomach. Feeling your touch made him halt his frenzy of affection on your body as if he could already tell something was wrong. Usually when the two of you were intimate your hands were tangled in his long silky hair or digging furiously into his back with hunger for him, but instead they rested faintly on his shoulders. "I, I-can’t handle this" you shake out, conveying your voice as loud as you could to make sure Baron heard you. It felt shitty to admit you couldn’t ride through Baron’s affection burst, your feelings like a monkey on Barons shoulder but you knew the line had to be drawn for better sake. In that moment, there was a period of peace in the room, a moment of leverage that allowed you to come down from your attack. Everything seemed to have stopped in that moment until you could feel Baron become worried, his lustful expression shifting into a state of panic. In Baron’s mind, he was asserting all of the pent of emotions he bottled through the day on you - his sanctuary - his single piece of mind that he had in the world. But he didn’t realize that all he was doing was causing it to crumble. His huge rough padded hands cupped your cheeks,  his thumb reaching to caress the delicate skin below your eyes your sincerely, his brown eyes glazed with worry. He brought his face which was dropped completely in a deep frown for having put you through this up to yours.   "Oh babe, I'm so fucking sorry - are you okay? Ahg, you have to tell me if you don’t want it, it’s okay if you don’t it always is babe..I’m so sorry “ Baron rushed out, his tone filled with panic and remorse. Dating Baron for a while you knew he was a rough lover and you loved being dominated by him day to day. It’s not that you didn’t want it, you were all for being fucked by your man. It’s just everything was happening too fast for you, with so many emotions being thrown around and with your anxiety there was little space to receive it all. "No, I…” you trailed off, slowly coming down from your attack, your eyes meeting Baron’s. “I want you - I want it. It’s just too much for me - everything’s happening so quickly and-” Baron shushed you gently just before you began to ramble. “It’s okay baby girl , it’s okay” He cooed, taking you into his arms, his cherry red lips pressing onto your forehead. 

“Everything’s okay” he cradled you in his muscular art covered arms like a piece of precious china. Your breathing steadied, feeling safe in the precious comfort of his arms, in his warmth, your worries sinking away in scent of his cologne. Baron felt guilty he let himself get this caught up in his emotions . Today had been a really rough day for him on the job having to deal with so much crap, and he was dying for release. But he knew that’s no excuse to do that to you. Just seeing the hurt  he caused you made him feel like dying. The two of you stayed just like that for a long moment until you gazed up into his soft eyes, your voice still slightly shaking . “Baron?..Can we still…yknow” you muttered on shyly. At the end of the day, you hadn’t heard from your lover all day and missed him dearly. You wanted to feel him but in the right way. Baron shook his head. Although you told him you wanted it, he couldn’t help but still selfish - as if it was all one sided. “No, no kitten we don’t have to” you stopped him there. “I want it.” You said more as a demand which made Baron smile sweetly. Even after all of this, Baron could never take you as demanding.  

Baron’s lips pulled you into a passionate kiss, his soft lips loosing themselves gradually in your own. Warmth crept into your stomach, this kiss being much different from the normal rough kisses you shared in the heat of lust. It was like delicacy was infused in every pucker and you could taste Barons thirst for you inked on on his lips.  His arm met your back as he laid you against the couch arm, not breaking the kiss as he shrugged off his jacket. His fingers curled into the cloth of your shirt, just  breaking the kiss momentarily to slide off your shirt to the carpet below, his hunger for you disabling him from being away from your lips any longer. The rest of your clothes along with his soon sprawled against the carpet leaving a big mess, as a signature of your passionate divine on each other. Your bare naked body grew goosebumps in the cold air, the warmth from Baron’s muscular body heating you up as your lips danced. The raw connection made your breathing unsteady with anticipation to feel him inside of you, the intensive friction between the two of you being arousing. 

You could feel yourself getting wet against Barons length, which was erect and eagerly pressing against your opening. Baron was just as excited , if not even more having the build up of the sensual loving you shared taking over his body, the sweet sensation much different from the feeling he got from devouring you like an animal. His rough  hand crept down the side of your legs sending chills through your body, his fingers pressing again the inside of thighs to spread your legs open, allowing him entrance to your place.Your hips bucked in excitement, pressing your wetness harder on Baron making him groan deeply, his bottom lip slipping under his teeth. He lined himself up against the hood of your clitoris, teasing you lightly before he slid into your warm hole. His cock filled  you, inducing a loud moan, his hands grasping onto yours as if the passion you shared took over his body . Your fingers tangled in each other as Baron thrusted his large length inside of you invading your insides.

His lips met the crook of your neck placing succulent kisses across your skin , each demonstration of affection melted with care and lust. Soft groans leaked from his mouth, his cock pulsing inside of your hole, signaling his orgasm coming. Each pulse and throb his erection twitched inside of you  made your worries melt away, replacing them with absolute pleasure causing you to orgasm. Your walls tightened around Baron, your eyes nearly rolling in the back of your head with pleasure.

 "Oh yeah, baby girl that’s it, that’s it" Baron cooed, cheering you on as you reached your high. That was the best part of making love to you in his eyes, watching you squirm knowing he caused every part of it. 

Barons own eyes rolled as his large body strained, a loud moan erupting , his naturally deep voice booming through the room. With one last thrust you felt his grip on your hands tighten, his dick sliding out of your hole as he shot ropes of sticky cum on your belly. His breathing was heavy as he panted in a symphony of pleasure, a string of fucks following after. He rested on top of you as you both came down from your orgasm. “I love you” Baron muttered into your shoulder sending vibrations throughout the skin, you giggling in response. “Will you tell me about your day now?” You whispered shyly hopefully not triggering him all over again. Baron let out a long sigh, shaking his head. 

“It doesn’t matter any more, I just wanna spend time with my girl” and it was true. Baron knew you were the only thing that could make him feel better, and even though he still felt shitty for what happened, you were his main priority from now on.

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Anything You Want - Finn Balor Smut

A/N: Hi all ! I tried to make this imagine as realistic as possible to ppl like me with anxiety who cant just throw themselves on the people they like so this one is pretty long and may not be for everyone. I kinda liked this concept too so I may make a part 2. feedback is vv appreciated thanks !!

notmine.gif|OC|giving a bj nice right|best friends turned friends w-benefits|taking risks u go girl

  The ending scene to one of your favorite movies played, your eyes glued to the television so intensely it was probably unhealthy. The final bow that the writers left with you ended, cuing the credits and blooper reel. You were excited on the inside to re-watch one of your faves but concealed it as much as possible so that the man beside you wouldn’t notice too much. This movie was one of few that you could actually watch again and have the same emotions as if it was the first time.  However your focus was more on what the man beside you thought of it.

“Well..What did you think of it?” You gushed, your attention turning to Finn who was draped against the arm of your couch, his leg just barely touching yours. He wore loose fitting black jeans just cupping his legs enough to show off his toned thighs, his torso clothed in a dark grey polo shirt, the off yellow banana socks on his feet complimenting his outfit. 

“Mehh…” Finn shrugged, his face scrunching. His eyes gazed around the room as if to look for the right words to say. He knew you loved the movie and didn’t want to hurt your feelings but knowing Finn, he was brutally honest so you prepared to take the criticism. “It was just…” his Irish accent drifted “A wee cheesy as all , yeah?” That was putting it lightly in his eyes.

Playfully taking offense to it, you gasped dramatically. “Cheesy, Balor, really?” You tried not to pay any thought to his comment as that would escalate in remorse to making him sit and watch a film he didn’t like. “Ya I mean it was rancid, honestly” he chuckled , causing you to shove him playfully. “Take it back, leprechaun” You tease, calling him the word he hated. “Ohh you’ll be sorry” he ruttered before his fingers attacked your sides, sending you into a laughing fit. “Stop!” You cackled on playfully. “Take it back…I can wrestle better than one” he said smoothly, focused on making you squeal.

Everything happened so quickly. One second you were sitting watching a movie with Finn, and the next you had him pinned down your hands cupping his wrists and your legs straddled against the sides of his torso. Your breathing became unsteady as you took the whole situation in, your eyes taking in every aspect of Finn’s face below you. His light blue eyes were glazed with a playful tint, his pink lips formed into a devilish smirk.

“Look at you,….my little diva aren’t ya” he teased, comparing you to the female roster. You couldn’t help but smile lightly embarrassed by your actions. It did look like you were ready to put him in a sort of submissive hold. “Well, diva…” he continued to chuckle. “Looks like you got me pinned down..all under your control..you could do anything you want with me.“ 

Your heart stopped briefly at his words. You could do anything you wanted with him. Maybe he was just saying that, but it didn’t sound like it. It sounded more like a dare - like a challenge to see if you had the balls to actually do something to him. But did you really want to ? Watching him in the ring , and knowing him personally for over a year now you always had the thought but you never acted on it thinking he wouldn’t like someone like you. Maybe this was your chance to show him how you feel.

You could kiss him but that’d be far too abrupt and awkward…and what would come next ? Revenge tickles? He’d hate you for that. You took a deep breath knowing what you were going to do. It was risky and his reaction would be indefinite but after all he was challenging you. With one last gaze into his eyes, you slowly began to creep down his body, traveling down to his jeans. 

As you reached the seam of his pants you felt tension spill into the atmosphere like molten lava. The movie credits reached an end leaving the air empty and dry with just you and your rapid thoughts. The clinking sound of Finn’s belt soon filled it, your fingers fumbling through the lock. You could only imagine what was racing through his mind watching his best friend prepare to touch him closer than ever before. 

“Is this okay?” You whispered shyly, gazing up at him. “Yes-ye Darlin’ please” His voice was shaky yet deep, his Irish accent purring through every stutter. His hands were in the same position you dropped them in, his body limb without hesitation to stop you. Once his belt was off, your fingers pushed the circular button back through the small slit that held his jeans together , the silver zipper attached unfolding along with it revealing his clothed dick through his black boxers. 

Your eyes widened - focused on the big curve. It didn’t look as limp as you expected and seemed as if he was slightly hard even. Could you possibly be turning him on? Taking another deep breath your fingers slid through the opening of the smooth cloth and shyly slipped out his length, his inches filling your hand. His breathing shifted, the sound of each unsteady breath filling the air. You took it as motivation to keep going, setting your thoughts aside and replacing them with action .  His cock was warm in your fingers and you could feel it begin to harden as you stroked it up and down. You gazed up into his now dark glazed blue eyes, them focused completely on you. His pink bottom lip clad under his teeth began to turn white as you worked his length, your eyes leaving his face and back onto his dick. Your tongue ran over your lips to ensure they were wet, prepping to take in his cock. You wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, feeling his legs tense up immediately as a result.

“Oh..(Y/N).” his voice leaked pleasure and shock although he remained still, letting his best friend taste him. You closed your eyes, letting his thickness fill your mouth, your tongue pressed against his warmth. A stream of moans flew from Finn’s mouth, your lips sending sensations throughout his body. Out of nervousness your lips began to twitch, causing you to pull your lips off not wanting him to notice your shakiness but just as his tip left the comfort of your lips, you felt his hand rest itself on the top your head, almost begging you to keep going. You took the motivation and slid his now throbbing cock back into your mouth. His length slowly snaked its way down your throat, filling it with his pulsing warm dick. Moans turned into growls and his before lifeless body tensed up caught in a trance by the pleasure you were giving him, his accent fueling his grunts. His other hand raked through your hair, grabbing a handful as he prepared to orgasm.

“Oh, please, ..baby” his voice was deeper than you ever heard it before, as he fumbled feeling his orgasm build up strongly, his toned muscles flexing through his shirt with his face scrunching up. You heard one huge growl before your mouth filled with his white sticky liquid, taking you by surprise. Before you could think about it you swallowed his load, the liquid feeling thick as it slid down your throat.

“Oh…” his moan trailed off, relaxing his body back into the couch, satisfied completely. You smirked, slightly excited that you made him orgasm, not knowing you could have that much  of an effect on him. With a great amount of confidence built up his dick slipped from your mouth as you stood up, looking down on Finn who was now sunken into the couch. 

“Anything I wanted right ?” you panted lightly, concealing your heavy breathing from having him down your throat. “Oh my…that was a cheesier line than that-er movie ” he cringed playfully although, you could tell he was impressed by your actions, he panting as well just coming down from his orgasm. “That was amazing though.” he winked, reaching for your hand, taking it into his. “I just…wow-I didn’t know you felt that way” he pushed, his long eyelashes fluttering with every word.

You shrugged, biting your lip. “Maybe I just did what I wanted”. 

[helloimnotlame]

In The Mood - Roman Reigns Smut

A/N: Hi all! this is my first imagine after lurking on tumblr for a wHILE so please excuse if it’s absolute shit. feedback would be appreciated thank you !!

notmine.gif | OC/Rough-ish Smut/is wallfucking a tag idk/Aftercare/kinda public

“Nah, nah, nah if the Patriots get another superbowl-” A fresh out the shower Seth paused - clad in Black and Brave themed sweat pants with a bare chest, his face curling to the idea of a disliked team making it to the superbowl. “I’ll puke it’s that simple." 

Proud Patriot fan Kofi laughed dryly his smile peeking through his skinny lips, his tongue teasingly poking out through his teeth "Well, I hope you don’t eat any Indian, because you’ll be barfing like a dog, sir”.

You could feel the vibe of the debative atmosphere intensify as the backstage room mixed with both superstars and divas prepared to hop on Kofi for his false snarky remark. You felt the soothing vibrations of your lover’s deep voice rumble throughout his soft yet firm body having your figure snuggly pressed against his side, the two of you lounged out on a love seat in the backstage area. “The only dog that barfs is me when you bring up the patriots” He remarked, his thick pink lips curving into a side smile. “Oh - Wow sir, I think you should get that checked out” Kofi defended playfully hurt.

The bickering in the air became futile as your thoughts were interrupted by the chilling sensation of a finger pressing against the tender skin of the inside of your thigh. Your eyes fixed onto Roman’s head which was resting just on top of yours. He was still involved in the conversation, his eyes gazing from speaker to speaker, his thick lips shifting as he looked for cues to bud in. 

You could slowly feel his fingers continue to linger against your thigh, the fabric of your bottoms doing no justice to the chills Roman could send up your body. His fingers stopped just at the crease of your crotch, his heated touch hovering next to your clothed area, making anticipation and wonder roam through your mind.

As the debate settled and no one seemed to pay any more attention to each other, you could feel his head shift from its place on top of yours so that his lips lingered against the sensitive tip of your ear, the scruff of his beard gently tickling the side of your face. You giggled playfully and enforced your arms wrapped around his torso. His fingers against you dragged against the lining of your waist sending sensations across your lower half, and to the side of your hip, holding you up against him. “Babygirl…” His gentle yet rough voice whispered so only you could hear, his full attention on you. You stayed still only turning your head slightly so he knew he had your full attention as well. “Yes Ro?” You answered innocently.

“I want you” His raspy seductive tone whispered in your ear, the vibrations sending chills, his hand holding your hip slowly creeping behind you to squeeze your ass in between his thick fingers, causing your breathing to quicken. “Roman…not here” You whispered lightly , your head turning to gaze into his. 

“I don’t know - I just can’t wait for a taste of that ass .” he rasped, looking back into your gaze, his lips pressed against your ear , pecking kisses against it. “My room - please” he whispered more as an order than a question. Your breathing became uneasy as you sat up, signaling Roman to let go of your figure, the two of you sneaking off to his dressing room. 

You both entered - Roman closing the door behind you, his large rough hands immediately cupping your soft face to meet your lips  with his in a passionate kiss until he backed you into a wall, his face wandering into the opening in your neck, attacking it with his lips, sucking sweet and short kisses against them.

The control of his powering lust for you,  the passion of his erotic thoughts he planned to express became overwhelming with delight causing you to close your eyes. 

As his strong hands passed down your torso he quickly groped your breasts through your shirt causing you to let out a soft moan in anticipation to feel his manly hands on your bare chest. He quickly removed your shirt and instinctively headed for the lock of your bra, his thick fingers fumbling against your back and groans of desperation to see the body he’s craved for, leaking from his mouth as he had difficulty removing it. 

While he was occupied the sound of his thick leather belt being undone filled the air as you removed the lock to reveal the eagerness that took over his cock in heat of his desire for you poking out of his boxers. You cupped the outline of his cock over his cloth of his underwear, causing him to hum in relief. “Those pretty fingers make me feel so good baby”, he pressed away from you to slide your bra down your arms. As soon as the fabric hit the floor his hands were back on you, pressing your bare shoulders back against the wall, his hands sliding down your hips to your bottoms and panties which were off in mere seconds. He slid down his boxers, making his thick erected length spring up - his swollen tip poking at your wetness. 

“You don’t know how long I waited to feel your pretty pussy, baby girl” Roman hissed, wrapping his hands around his cock, rubbing his tip against your slit. “Look at my girl all wet for me” he gasped adoring every inch of your skin. Through all your flaws and “imperfections” he loved every and each one of them.  You gasped in pleasure your eyes opening to look into his dark eyes. “You ready for this cock, darlin?” he purred, waiting for your que. “Please Ro” you weren’t able to take another second.

Roman reached under your leg to grab your thigh, holding one leg up to guide his pulsing inches into your hole. He pressed into you slowly, ensuring your comfort and adjustment to his size, letting out a deep growl feeling your tight walls clench around him. Every inch of his thickness you felt invade your hole made you moan out broken light moans, your arms wrapping around his broad shoulders, throwing your head back with your eyes closed in bliss. 

Roman stiffed as he felt the pleasure you gave him take over his body, his eyes locking on your face, his eyebrows curling. “Oh-no,no open those gorgeous eyes baby. I wanna see you.” Roman ordered, pressing his forehead up against yours. You opened your eyes, Roman’s dark glistening eyes filing yours. He rocked his hips into yours after a few seconds, pushing him into you for a long deep thrust causing him to growl. The sensation his cock created filled your body as you became a limb and whimpering mess under his towering muscular figure thrusting hard into you. 

You felt your bare ass press repeatedly against the cold bare wall as Roman thrusted against you, growling in rhythm to your moans, his dick fucking your bottom half. He watched your eyes steadily, his pace quickening as his orgasm builds up but he wasn’t about to cum first. He always aims to make sure you’re pleased ahead of himself. He brought one of his free hands up to his lips - sucking on his thumb - pressing it directly on the hood of your clit, rubbing small circles on your sensitive place, enticing a large moan from you. “Fuck, fuck Roman” you stuttered, desperately trying to keep your eyes open as you squealed out an orgasm, sensations taking over your body and you shook around your lovers naked body.

The feeling of your sweet walls tightening around his dick set him off as he gritted his teeth, slipping his dick out of your pussy to spray three thick ropes of his cum against your stomach. He smiled sweetly, his hand dropping your thigh lightly to cup your face and plant a gentle kiss against your lips. 

“That was so good, sweetheart” he praised. You bit your lip with a small smile in return still recovering from your intense orgasm “S-so good” you stuttered out, causing him to chuckle. “Is my baby tired?” he teased, stepping out of all of his clothes that laid victim on the floor. “Of course not, who do you take me as?” you teased back. He walked over to a chair and grabbed a white cotton towel to clean off the mess on your stomach. Afterwards he pressed his lips against your stomach causing you to let out a dry giggle, looking down to the sight of your naked Samoan. “I take you as my beautiful wife, thank you sir”

He planted kisses all over your stomach just to hear the sound of your voice again, making you a giggling mess above him until he stood up again, swifting your legs into his arms, your body falling into his grasp. He looked down at you with a small smirk. 

“My Cinderella” he claimed, sitting down on a small black couch in his dressing room - perfect just for the two of you. You crawled into his art covered arms until you were comfortable in him. “My Prince”.

The two of you cuddled there in bliss with each others company - with no other noise in the room expect the sound of shuffling from people working backstage, and the sounds of your breathing leveling itself and that was all you ever needed.

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