#Christian Cage smut

[daddyhausen]

Christian Cage NSFW headcanons if you haven’t done already 🩵

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST」 | 「 CHRISTIAN CAGE MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — nsfw headcannons w/ christian

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+ [ MINORS DNI ] smut, sugardaddy!au

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 185

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x christian cage

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @mjfass @wardlow @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @legit9thlunaticwarrior @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @harmshake @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @auburnwriter @alyyaanna @nightmare-freakin-viper @nev-danielgarciawife @teenagedramaqueenlisa

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sugar daddy

will spoil you with expensive gifts whether you ask or not

buys you new sex toys

daddy kink

incredibly dominant

into power play, he loves having control over you in more ways than one

service play. has you wear a maids outfit/inspired lingerie around the house

exhibitionist.

he rarely ever reciprocates oral sex, only on special occasions such as birthdays or anneversiries

he prefers when you suck him off, holds your head down and makes you choke on his cock

a saidist, loves watching you suffer underneath him

hes a mean dom

loves to degrade and humiliate you

makes sure you always never wear panties when you go out with him

loves to cum in your mouth and make you swallow it

he’s cumming on every inch of you

breeding/pregnancy kink

not neccearily because he wants children he just loves the idea of you being full of his cum

he’s cumming inside you multiple times

in both holes

he loves to mark you, especially your ass

will put you over his knee and spank you until your ass is red raw.

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

AEW Wrestlers Pregnancy Headcannons

Requested by @moondust-imagines

Summary: AEW Wrestlers reactions to finding out you are pregnant

Main Masterlist Part 1 Part 3 Part 4

Wrestlers mentioned: 'Hangman' Adam Page, Christian Cage, Chuck Taylor and Swerve Strickland

"Hangman" Adam Page

Adam cried when you told him you were pregnant.

You were scared by his reaction, the only time you saw him cry was after the whole brawl out

The diffrance was this time they were happy tears

He coudn't wait to be a father, he promised he would do everything he could to protect you and your baby

Adam did EVERYTHING for you, he wound't let you lift a finger during your pregnancy

It was adorable but also anoying at times, you were capable of walking 10 feet to grab a glass of water

Adam would run to the store in the middle of the night without a second thought for whatever you were craving

He was ment to be a father, he was everything you ever wanted in a partner

Christian Cage

I wrote a four part fic about Christian Cage that you can find HERE, in the second part the reader finds out she is pregnant. I decided to include the scene instead of making headcanons

I went out to pick up a few groceries and once I returned I found Y/n sitting on the floor of the master bathroom with tear-stained cheeks. I sat next to her and asked “What’s wrong?” nothing “If something happened the other day at work you can tell me you know” I waited, I knew she wanted to say something but was having trouble getting the words out. “You’re going to be mad at me” Her words were so quiet it was barely a whisper. “Why would I be mad at you honey?” What would I be mad at? “Don’t yell, I’m sorry. I don’t know how this happened” Y/n had tears in her eyes as she spoke. “I won’t yell, I promise but I need to know what happened so I can help you,” I told her carefully Just then she got up and handed me four items from the sink before returning to her spot on the floor. She was now fully crying and turned her back to me. It took me a minute to realize what I was holding in my hands. Four pregnancy tests, all different kinds but all were positive. “Are these real?” She turned to face me, mascara now ruined. “Are you mad at me?” I wasn’t mad but I was shocked, but I was also happy. “No sweetheart, I would never be mad at you. Especially over something like this” I gave her a hug to which she returned, burying her head in my chest as she continued to cry. I knew what this would mean, Y/n being pregnant would change everything. Although this was a shock I was so happy. We had never talked about having kids, Y/n was still in her prime and I was nearly 50. “What are we going to do?” I wanted Y/n to know that I would support her for whatever she decided. I mean she is making history with her current title reign and at the end of the day this is her body we are talking about. “This is your decision Y/n. I want you to know that I am happy about this but I understand if you don’t want to go through with this.” She looked at me with a sad smile. “Would I be crazy if I said I want to keep it? I still don’t understand how it happened in the first place but the more I think about it, I want to go on this journey with you Christian” I placed a kiss on her temple before saying “Don’t worry, I am going to be here with you for every second of it. We will do this together” 

Chuck Taylor

Looking down at the positive test in your hands you coudn't stop the happy tears that fell from your face

You coudn't wait to tell Chucky the news

When you told him you were pregant he was so happy

During your pregnancy he would constanly kiss your stomach and talk to your unborn child

Chuck Taylor is such a teddy bear, he would be the best dad

Once your baby was born the two of them instanly had a special bond, you swear your baby liked Chuck more than you

Chuck would build you the most perfect nussery and have the best friends come over to help baby proof the house

As much as he loved his friends he woudn't trust them alone with your baby

Swerve Strickland

When you told Swerve you were pregnant he was secretly terrfied

Not just because he would become a father but because of what he did to hangman

He would get nightmares of the cowboy breaking in and taking your baby, simiular to what he did to hangmans son

He was exited to be a dad but was scared of the responsibilities that came with being a father

He was scared that he would mess everything up, scared he would disipoint you

His thoughts kept him up at night and you assured him he would be a great dad

just like you predicted once your baby was born he was a great dad

Swerve promiced he would do anything and everything to keep the two of you safe

He would kill for you

[magicalbuttertarts]

AEW Masterlist

Lookin' like Class

Christian Cage x f/Reader (18+)

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings. Smut below the cut. Unprotected sex. P in v. Tittie sucking. Oral (m receiving) cum swallowing. Mentions of anal, but no anal.

Requested by @smallestsnarkestgirl . Thank you for loving my work! I hope you like this.

WC: 1066

From my previous account plentyoffandoms.

©️ magicalbuttertarts 2024: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

When Matt and Nick discussed me turning heel, I was excited to do something new. A whole new gimmick, but there was just one problem.

I wasn't that convincing.

Me, turning? No wrestling fan would ever believe this, but they also thought about Julia and Skye. Nathan took Julia under his wing, and now she is thriving.

I just need someone to do that for me.

I thought about asking Nick and Matt to help me, and I knew they would, but I wouldn't fit in with their latest storyline, so I scratched that idea.

As I was leaning against a random wall, scrolling through my phone, wondering who to ask when I heard someone clear their through beside me.

Startled, I looked over and saw that Jay was standing there, with his arms crossed. "I heard you are looking for someone to help you become a heel."

"Yeah." I put my phone away.

"Why didn't you ask me? I would be more than willing to help you."

"Jay, you just got back from some well-deserved time off, and besides, you have Shayna."

"I do have Shayna, but she is not a wrestler, and I think the Patriarchy needs a woman wrestler, and you would be the perfect fit."

"Me?" I was stunned.

"Yes, I can mould you to be the perfect, and you would be a part of my faction."

"I think I would like that. Thanks, Jay." I held my hand to shake his hand, and he clasped mine in his, and we shook.

"We got plenty of work to do."

◆

Jay helped me on the mic.

He helped with my confidence.

He helped me with my resting bitch face.

Now it is all about the clothes.

"You told me you picked something out already for your first walk out with The Patriarchy. Let me see it, now is it,"

"Yes, Jay, it is black, but I will need help with the buckle on the heels."

"I'll help you, just put it on. We don't have much time."

I grabbed my bag, and as I walked to the bathroom, I became nervous.

What if Jay didn't approve?"

What if he didn't like it?

Even as I put on the dress, I was even starting to doubt myself with how I looked in this.

I walked back to him, with the shoes in hand, biting my lip. It was such a nervous habit to have, but I couldn't help it.

When he looked up from his phone, his eyes raked over me, not saying a word.

"You look gorgeous."

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CHRISTIAN CAGE'S POV

Fuck me.

She looks too fucking good.

I am going to have to fight everyone in the lockeroom to keep them away from her.

I have seen her in dresses before, but nothing like this, and those heels? Fuuuuccckk.

I swear she is trying to give me a heart attack.

"Have a seat, and let me help you." She handed me the shoes as she took my spot over.

"Lookin' like class." I told her as I grabbed her foot and lifted it to slide her foot into the heel and deal with the damn little buckle.

"Thanks, Jay." Those two little words came out breathy and had me thinking some wild thoughts.

"Now for the other one." I said to her.

Once the heels were on, I found myself rubbing up her legs, not even realising I was doing that.

"Jay," the sound of her voice brought me back to reality. I stood up and away from her, apologising profusely.

"No need to apologise. I liked it."

"You better watch what you say next. I will not hold back what I want to do to you." I told her, my hands clenched at my side.

She spread her legs, and I caught a glimpse of the lace panties she was wearing.

"I want to thank you for everything."

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My face was buried in her chest, my hands gripping her ass as she rode me. I couldn't think straight. Not with her pussy wrapped tightly around my cock.

Soft whines, falling from her lips as she angled her hips just so, my cock dragging against that spot in her, that was turning her mind to mush.

"Jay." She gasped as I slapped her ass.

"I'm right here, baby. Tell me what you need." I pulled my face from her chest to look into her eyes. Her hands were gripping the back of my neck as she bounced in my lap.

"Need you."

"You got me, baby."

Nothing coherent was falling from her lips now. I could only make out my name and a few swear words.

Her pace was getting frantic, and I knew what she needed. I slipped my hand between our two bodies, and ststt to started to rub her clit.

"Is this what my girl needed. Need her little clit rubbed for her?" She nodded her head before placing it in the crook of my neck.

She was kissing my neck, just as she came. Her pussy fluttering around my cock, making me almost finish inside of her, but I held myself back, as I thrust up into her, fucking her through her orgasm.

But I wasn't far off.

"Shit, where?" I was becoming more and more frantic, but she slapped my hands away and got down on her knees, wrapping her lips around the head of my cock.

I gripped the back of her head just as the first ropes of cum hit the back of her throat.

My body shook as she swallowed it all, my eyes screwed shut, my mouth open, panting.

Once I loosened my hold on her head, she leaned back, smiling up at me.

"What a thank you." I chuckled.

"Well, I am thankful for everything, Jay."

There was a knock on the door, letting us know that we had less than 10 minutes until we had to walk out there.

I helped her up and fixed myself up, just as she did for herself. "I got even more ways to thank you later, if you want." She said to me.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Maybe. I mean, I always wanted to try anal."

My hands covered my face as I rubbed them against my face.

"Yeah, I believe that is a much better way to say thank you for everything."

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[midwestmade29]

Mine🔥

Welp, make sure you’re seated for this one! I’m back to my smutty ways and let me tell ya, it feels good 😏 It’s been awhile since I’ve written something this spicy! Mr. Cage has that effect on me though 🫠

@madhatterbri @1dluver13xx

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Due to the explicit nature, this story is NSFW or minors.

Some topics/theme(s) of this story may not be suitable and/or triggering for some readers. Read at your own discretion.

Possessive male, foul language, intimidation, sexual dirty talk, and unprotected sex are a few things happening in the story.

May require a cold shower after reading

Word count: 1,929

Christian Cage knows no bounds when it comes to showing the world what’s his…

Christian was stuck in line at the front desk, waiting to check into the hotel. You stood in the lounge area not too far away with your suitcases, mindlessly scrolling through your phone. You didn’t even notice that someone had walked up to you until they cleared their throat, pulling your gaze away from your screen and onto them. “Hey beautiful, how are you? Name’s Alex. What’s yours?” he asked over confidently. “I’m fine, but I’m going to stop you right there and let you know that I’m not interested.” You stated firmly. “Aw, come on beautiful! Don’t be like that. Let me show you a good time, show you off and spoil you like a princess should be.” He continued. You rolled your eyes at his audacity, but that didn’t faze him. “I said I’m not interested. My boyfriend will be back any minute, so I suggest you move on to someone else before he gets here.” The douchebag didn’t heed your warning, only laughed mockingly. “Now princess, why would I give two shits about your boyfriend?” he asked at the completely wrong time because Christian walked up and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close. “Because I’m Christian fucking Cage. That’s why.”

The douchebag’s eyes grew to the size of silver dollars at Christian’s threatening tone. He raised his hands up in surrender and walked away as quickly as he could. It was no secret that Christian’s 6’1 toned frame was intimidating, but the scowl he often wore on his face and the “don’t fuck with me” aura that surrounded him made him come across even more menacing. Power and arrogance oozed from every pore of this man, especially when someone tried to mess with his girl. Christian drew your body closer and nuzzled his face up against yours. His beard was bristly against your soft skin, but you loved the way it felt as it skimmed over your cheek. He placed his lips right next to your ear and growled “That stupid fucker is lucky there are other people around or else I would’ve knocked all his teeth out and given them to Danhausen for Christmas.” You knew he was serious about knocking the guy’s teeth out, but the part about Danhausen made you to giggle, ultimately allowing Christian to relax a little at the sound of it. He kissed you fiercely for everyone around to see, publicly claiming you as his.

When the two of you came up for air, Christian grabbed your hand and walked you both in the direction of the front desk. “What are we doing? I thought you already checked in?” you asked. “I did, but I need to change something about our room arrangement.” He replied with a wicked gleam in his eye. Once the front desk agent greeted Christian, he really played up to them with his charm and cunningness in order to get exactly what he was wanting. “I am needing to change rooms. Do you see that gentleman sitting at the bar? I’d like a room directly next to his. I know this isn’t a normal request, but I really need it to transpire.” The agent looked at Christian uncertainly, clearly conflicted about what to do. “Yes, that is Mr. Thompson. He’s a frequent guest here. Are you an acquaintance of his?” they inquired. “I guess you could say that.” Christian shrugged. “I’m willing to pay for any inconvenience this causes the hotel or occupants already in the room. Money is not an issue. If there are guests staying there, upgrade them to something better and put it on my bill.” Your jaw dropped and so many thoughts were running through your mind. You had no idea why Christian had the sudden urge to change rooms, but with the vindictive look on his face, you knew he was up to no good.

The front desk agent eventually gave in to Christian’s charisma and agreed to do the room swap. He assured them that there was no ill intent behind his reasonings, just made up a random story about how they both work for the same company and that it would be easier to conduct their business with adjacent rooms. The guests who were in the room next to Alex’s were more than happy to vacate it when they were offered a suite on a different floor and 2 free massages at the hotel spa. Christian didn’t even question how much the new arrangements were costing him, he just slid his credit card across the counter. “Thank you, Mr. Cage. Here are your new room keys. You’re now on the 16th floor and you’ll take those elevators down the hall on the right. Enjoy your new room, and if there’s anything else you require, please don’t hesitate to reach out!” the agent said pleasantly. Christian nodded and held your hand once again as the two of you pulled your suitcases to the elevator and rode it up to your floor. “What the hell was that all about? Why would you want our room to be next to that creep?” you asked perplexed. “I can only imagine how much that suite the other guests were upgraded to cost you. Not to mention the massages!” Christian pressed the key card on the reader and opened the door once the light turned green. “Every penny spent will be worth it once that fucker hears you screaming my name all night as I pound your pussy into the mattress.”

It thrilled you seeing Christian jealous and possessive like this. It made you feel desired and like you’re a fucking goddess! The longer you thought about Christian’s scheme, the more everything else became cloudy. You had a one-track mind now that was focused solely on your primal craving for Christian. Your body flushed a beautiful shade of pink as you felt your arousal blossom, lust surging through every fiber of your being. Your heart hammered against your chest as Christian walked over to you. “You like it, don’t you?” he asked in an insinuating tone. His fingers toyed with a strand of your hair as he waited for your answer. You took the bait and asked, “What do I like?” Christian smiled at you as he pressed forward, causing you to back up until your legs brushed against the mattress. In one swift move, he wrapped his arm around your waist and slowly laid you down on the bed, his body now hovering above yours. In a controlled tone, Christian answered, “You like the thought of that asshole hearing us fuck. You like the idea of me buried deep inside of you, claiming your sweetness as mine. I’m going to make him regret ever laying eyes on what’s mine.” As soon as the words left Christian’s lips, someone opened and closed the door to the room beside yours. He sat back on his heels, sliding his jacket down his toned arms while smiling devilishly. “It seems like Mr. Thompson has a knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time today.”

Christian pulled his turtleneck over his head, revealing his delicious, sculpted abdomen. His hands moved to his belt buckle, undoing it painstakingly slow as you watched from beneath him. You eyed him hungrily as if you hadn’t eaten in days and he was the only thing to satisfy your cravings. As he stood, his pants fell to the floor and his boxer briefs followed suit, allowing his hard length to spring free. He removed your pants swiftly as you shimmied free from them and took notice of how wet your panties were after he slid them down your legs next. You couldn’t help but chuckle when Christian wrapped his hands around your calves and pulled so your bottom half was resting at the edge of the bed. When he separated your legs and stood in between them, you were more than ready to feel his body weight on yours and to take every inch of him inside of you. Once your shirt and bra were removed and tossed aside, Christian’s hard length brushed up against your sweetness making your muscles tighten like a coil that was desperate to come undone. “Mmm, you’re so wet for me. I’m going to make you feel so good baby.” He whispered against the valley of your collar bone. Christian nipped the delicate skin around your neck, kissing it immediately after to soothe the pinch. “Maybe I should bite harder and leave a mark. There would be no denying that you’re mine then.”

“Christian…” you purred against his lips before he kissed you, silencing any other words you wanted to say. When he reached between the two of you and grabbed hold of his length, he lined the tip up with your entrance and thrusted himself inside. He slid in and out with ease from your feverish arousal. “Fuck, you’re so tight baby. You stretch and fit around me so perfectly.” He groaned, savoring every sensation as your walls gripped and pulled him. Your body surged with want and need, aching for more. “Faster Christian! I want you to fuck me harder. Please!” you begged. Without hesitation, Christian picked up his pace, practically slamming himself into you. “Yes, Christian! Just like that!” you demanded. “Say it again baby. Scream my name for everyone to hear. Let them know how good you feel.” Christian growled through gritted teeth. “Oh shit, Christian!” you moaned. He kept up his pace fervently, each thrust bringing you one step closer to your sweet release. Your hands were tangled in the crisp white sheets as you grasped them and pulled, your eyes starting to skewer shut as pure ecstasy overcame you. “Cum for me baby. Let yourself go. I can feel your walls clenching around me” Christian encouraged.

You reached your fever pitch at Christian’s last words, your release imminent. “Fuck! Ah, Christian!” you cried out as you succumbed to him. Your body trembled as you came undone, every hair standing on end as the pleasure coursed through you. Christian’s release followed after yours, his breathing ragged as he came inside of you. You felt every drop seep into you the more his length pulsated against your walls. No words were able to be spoken yet as the two of you continued to come down from your high. Your bodies stayed connected until Christian found the strength to remove himself from you. As he pulled himself out, his warm seed began spilling from you, coating your thighs and your slit. Christian stood up on shaky legs, placing his hands on your knees for balance as he admired his handiwork that glistened all over your skin. You started to laugh at the thought of how horrified your neighbor must be now that he knows who is staying next door. Christian had turned his head to the side, listening for any reaction from the poor bastard that hit on his girl. Right on cue, a voice came through the space between your rooms, and you could hear Alex cursing before placing a phone call to the front desk. You could hear him angrily demand a new room, citing that his neighbors are animals and are causing a disturbance. You and Christian looked at each other and smiled, pleased with the commotion you caused.

“I think Mr. Thompson learned a valuable lesson today.” Christian stated. “Oh, yeah? And what lesson is that?” you asked. “What’s mine is mine.” He replied as he made his way between your legs once again.

(…hehehehehehehe is all I have left to say about this story 😈)

[randyortonofficial]

heat between your thighs

Pairing: christian cage x female reader (early/mid 20′s)

Summary: You and your daddy decide to spend a lovely night in together.

Tags: major daddy kink, age gap, cunnilingus, slight degradation, praise kink, pet names (baby girl, princess), dirty talk

Total Word Count: 2,130

Christian can be whatever you want him to be.

He can be so sweet and gentle; whisper the softest sentiments into your ear and lovingly worship every inch of your body.

He can be taunting and rough; fingers gliding against your most sensitive areas to pull whimpers from your pretty lips before giving it to you with ruthless abandonment.

Other times, he can be a mixture of the two; sinfully sweet, where he appreciates everything about you just to destroy it all and put it back together again.

There are nights when you can predict his behavior, but tonight is not that night.

Christian’s lips caress your neck as his strong hand runs up over your thigh high stockings. He mouths gentle kisses upon your soft skin and after biting down on your earlobe, you can’t help but whimper and shudder beside him, and that makes his fingers dig hard into your thigh, which just makes you whimper again and this time, Christian chuckles.

“Haven’t even done anything to you yet, baby girl,” Christian murmurs against your ear. “You’ve really been thinking hard about daddy today, huh?”

All you can do is whine and nod as you bring your hands over to clutch into his black turtleneck.

Christian huffs a breath through his nose and swipes his tongue along his lips. “I see,” he whispers to himself. His gaze drops to his hand, now sliding up under your skirt, and his gaze returns to you right as his fingers graze the edges of your panties-

“Please,” you breathe out. “Daddy, please-”

“There we are.” Christian smirks as his thumb reaches over to gently press on you. “Using your words just like daddy taught you, what do you need him to do?”

You bite hard at your lips and close your eyes. The thumb slowly moving back and forth against your clit is making it a bit hard to concentrate, but you wanna be a good girl for daddy so after a deep breath to collect yourself, you tell Christian, “I need daddy to p-put his mouth on me.” You swallow and as you open your eyes to look into Christian’s, your shoulders shudder upon seeing the darkness of lust clouding over him. “Pl-Please?”

“Good girl,” Christian praises quietly before pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips. “So that’s what you were thinking about today?” His hand moves to fully cup your heat, two of his fingers pressing right against your slit through the dripping wet cotton to tease, and it makes you whine and drop your head against his shoulder. “Wanted daddy’s mouth on your pretty pussy?”

“Daddy,” you plead. “Please, daddy, I want it-”

“I can fucking feel how much you want it,” Christian huffs a laugh as he brings his fingers to his lips to suck your taste clean off him with a hum of approval. “Mmm, daddy can taste it too.” His free hand comes up to grab under your chin and force your head back and you gasp at the sudden nature of it before lidding your eyes open at the older man.

“Look at me,” Christian says lowly. “Look at your daddy while you tell him how much you want him.”

Your breath hotly pushes past your lips. You almost close your eyes, but the reminder of being a good girl gives you the willpower to keep looking right at your daddy. “Please, I’ve been thinking of you all day, daddy,” you say quietly. “I want your mouth on me, I want your hands on me, and your lips, I want your lips all over me and I want you inside me, god, I want you in me,” you whine. “Wanna feel you pushing into me. Making me take it like you always do. Making me yours like you always do, daddy, I just want you.”

The slow grin that begins to spread over Christian’s lips is a touch manic as his dark eyes look you over. He shakes his head and huffs out a laugh as he grabs at your hips. “You’re everything daddy’s ever wanted, you know that?”

You whine out as Christian lays himself onto the bed and drags you right on up to guide you until you can feel his hot breath wisping out over the wet crotch of your panties.

“I’ll give you what you need, baby girl.” Christian looks up at you as he mouths a kiss against your clit. Then, with no effort at all, he’s ripping your panties apart before grabbing hard at your ass to force you down until he’s eagerly running his tongue along your wetness and you’d fall over if you didn’t have the foresight to grab onto the headboard in front of you.

Thank god you did, because holy fuck, is he giving it to you so good with his tongue.

He always does, but it never stops you from squirming against his tongue either way, never stops you from trying to desperately ride his face, just for him to spank you to keep you in line so he can do it at his pace. Sometimes he’ll let you take that control, but tonight, Christian has a plan in mind and he’s doing what he wants with you and making you like it.

He’s licking you from hole to clit, teasing your clit with his hot tongue before covering your pussy with his mouth and lapping without pause. Through it all, your hand drops to thread into his graying hair and your fingers grasp tightly onto him and the headboard to stay grounded as he leads pleasured moans and whimpers from your lips in the privilege that is taking you apart.

Your noises are music to Christian’s ear and makes his own body sing with desire. Just when you feel the familiar pressure in your stomach coiling, he pokes his head out from between your legs to look up at you again, his beard wet with you, and his manic grin returning as he licks his lips to further enjoy your taste.

“Since you were trying so hard to ride my face” Christian begins, “how about you ride daddy’s cock?”

Your eyes light up.

You’ve never heard anything better.

Christian chuckles at the way your face immediately beams at the suggestion. “Yeah, you can’t wait to show daddy how much you need him, I know. Need help taking off your clothes, princess?”

“Please, daddy?”

“Of course, baby,” Christian almost purrs the words as sets you to the side so he can sit up. “You let daddy take care of all that…”

He removes your clothes gently, first your wrecked panties, next your skirt, and then your shirt. You’re not wearing a bra underneath and as Christian lays back down to pull you back on top, you’re only wearing those stockings for him and god does he love them. His eyes dip down to the cute little bows at the top and his hands splay out over them, a heavy sigh pushing past his lips as he shakes his head in awe.

“You really are so pretty, baby girl,” he praises just above a whisper. “Can’t believe you’re all mine.”

“Of course, daddy.” You set your hands on top his shoulders as you spread your legs more to get more comfortable. “I-I was made just for you.”

Christian grins. “Yeah…” His eyes flick up into yours while his hands slide back down your thighs. “You were. Everything about you was made just for me, huh?”

A hot, shuddering breath slips past your lips as you hear the metal of his belt buckle come undone, and then his zipper being pulled down. You can hear the brief shuffling of fabric and as Christian guides you down with a hand at your hip, you feel the blunt head of his thick cock pushing against your dripping wet pussy and you look behind you to watch as he presses inside you.

No matter how many times you two fuck, it’ll always feel like the first.

Your eyes almost roll back into your head as you drop your head forward with a moan. Instead, your eyes flutter shut while Christian grips tightly at your hips and as he continues to push his way inside, your moan grows louder and louder until you’re whimpering at the stretch.

It hurts a little, and it burns, but it burns just right. That mix of pain with the pleasure of being full of Christian is worth everything in the world.

Christian moans against your ear as he bottoms out inside you, and then his hands are gliding up and down your back, fingertips just brushing over your skin while he mouths kisses along your neck. “Can you take it?” he breathes out. “You gonna be a good girl for daddy and ride his cock, huh?”

With another whimper, you’re raising your head up from its comfortable hiding place in Christian’s neck. You bite your lips as you slowly begin to ride him, his cock brushing wonderfully against your inner walls as you move, and you gasp at the way he keeps stretching you open despite the many, many times you two have done this by now.

“There we go.” Christian looks down between the length of your bodies to watch you move. “So fucking beautiful, baby. You can give daddy a little more, go on.” He returns his grip to your hips to sink his nails hard into your skin, and upon the first press, you’re already quickening your hips because you want to be a good girl for your daddy and do what he says, you don’t want to disappoint, but then you’d never disappoint Christian.

No, Christian is happy with everything you do for him. He always has, and he always will.

Like every time, the pain begins to shift its way into the realm of pleasure. Your pained whimpers are turning into long moans and your movements are becoming much more vivacious as the pleasure runs through you. You’re sitting up fully on Christian now, your hips quickly working away as they slam onto him, over and over again. Your head is lulled back as the moans continue to spill and enter the room, your fingers are gripping tightly onto the fabric of his turtleneck at his broad chest.

Christian’s torn between watching your beautiful tits bounce and the way your pleasure spreads over your face. He rectifies this by moving a hand up to grab at one of your tits and he moans before his gaze shifts up to you. “Just like that, baby girl, keep going,” he urges. “Does it feel good fucking yourself, baby?”

“Yes, daddy!” you moan. “You fill me up so good, daddy, you’re so perfect in me-”

“And nobody else is gonna fill you up like your daddy, huh?”

“No, daddy, never!”

“That’s what I wanna hear,” Christian chuckles and runs his other hand up to join the other in grabbing your tits. He sighs with relief as he squeezes them before letting his thumbs brush over your nipples to make you gasp and drop your head forward to look into his eyes.

You can’t believe you get to be with him. You can’t believe you get to look at him like this, in the throes of sexual passion. You can’t believe you get to be fucked by him every night, you get to give him all this pleasure and he gets to do the same to you in return.

Eventually, his hands return to your hips to keep you still as he begins to hammer away into you. You can ride him as quick and as hard as you’re able, but he’ll always be much stronger and you won’t complain, because he gives it to you so much better than you can on your own and you’re welcoming his thrusts with lovely cries every single time he slams into you.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Christian growls. “You gonna come with me, baby, yeah? Gonna come with your daddy?”

“Yes daddy, yes daddy!” you cry out. “Please, pl-please don’t stop, please make me come, please-”

“Yeah, your daddy’s gonna make you come so good, princess, just like he always does. Just keep being good for me, keep being pretty for me, just like you always do, fuck-”

Christian makes a loud and low groan as he spills inside you, so much of it that you know it’s going to drip out afterwards and you’re eagerly awaiting it, because you love it when he makes you all dirty and messy, but then you love it when Christian does anything to you at all.

You’re whatever Christian wants you to be, and you’ve never been happier.

[heelbucks]

Imagine a threesome between

Sugar Baby Y/N x Christian x Nick

minors dni

nick who was very attentive to every minuscule sound you made, still learning your body. nick who was so gentle, afraid to break you. nick who was the opposite of christian.

christian who knew your body like the back of his hand, who knew how to have you melt in his hands. christian- sorry, daddy, who loved teaching his protégé how to please his precious princess.

the two men taking turns eating you out, the older an expert with his tongue. nick is more gentle with his motions, kitten licks to your clit and a slow pace with his fingers. christian, however, eats pussy like a man on death row receiving his last meal. he enjoys holding nicks head down against your cunt, forcing the younger man to be somewhat rough.

as always my inbox is open for requests 🩷

[madhatterbri]

Attention | C.C.

Summary: Y/n and Nick are fighting to get Christian attention to see who is favorite in the group. Nick may win titles, but y/n willing to do something smutty to get his attention

Author's Note: It feels nice being able to write for him again. 🫶

Christian Cage Masterlist

Requested by: @smallestsnarkestgirl

Taglist: @magicalbuttertarts @theworldofotps

Nick Wayne rushed to backstage. He had to see the look on his father's face when he won on Rampage. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't locate the patriarch. He asked his mother where he could have gone. She told him the bad news. He went back to the hotel with Y/N. Mama Wayne assured her son that patriarch was still proud of him. Nick scowled and rolled his eyes. The matriarch comforted her son.

"Oh, Christian," Y/N whimpered in his ear. He slid his hand up and her stomach. His hand cupped her breast. Her nipple brushed against his lips. His teeth grazed her as he sucked. His thumb worked her other nipple. She placed her arms on his shoulders to steady herself.

When she started to slow down, he spanked her ass. The sudden sting caused her to pick up her pace.

"Look at you. You wanted me to miss my son's match tonight so bad that you are currently riding me," he teased. The famous cocky smirk plastered on his lips. Y/N nodded. She hated to admit it, but she was in a battle for Christian's attention with a nineteen year old.

The past few weeks, she did everything in her power to win him over. The actions were innocent at first. Y/N would pretend she was injured or upset to be consoled by him. When Nick told Christian that he wanted to go for gold, she knew she had to step her game up. Kisses, make out sessions, and even blow jobs in the locker room to lead him away from the Prodigy.

Christian rubbed her clit. Y/N's mouth dropped open. Her eyes rolled as his skilled fingers worked their magic. She warned him that she was close. Their foreheads pressed together as she came undone. He didn't give her any time to rest.

While still inside of her, he rolled them over. A hand placed on the wall behind them, he picked up the pace. His other hand gripped her hip. Quicker breaths showed that he was close. He stilled inside of her, his cum filling her up to the brim.

Christian waited before pulling out of her. He laid down next to her. She rested her head on his shoulder. Shapes were lazily traced on her arm and back. There was no way he would be visiting Nick tonight. The sweet feeling of victory washed over her.

The morning sun peaked through a small crack in the hotel curtain. She whined and sat up from the bed. Y/N knew he was going to sleep a little longer. After a quick shower, she put yesterday's clothes on. She grabbed one of his hotel room keys and walked out the door. Nick Wayne stood in front of her.

If looks could kill, then Y/N would certainly be dead. The daggers he glared were something she would laugh at later. She smiled warnly at the boy.

"Congratulations on your little victory last night," Y/N smiled and ruffled his hair. "Daddy is a little tired today. Give him some time to recover,"

[thesupreme316]

Had It Coming Part 4!?!?!?!!

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING SO HERE IT IS

Had It Coming Part 4 (Christian Cage x Female Reader/Hook's Sister/Jack Perry's Ex):

Summary: It seems that you and Christian are going strong. But how does that sit with your ex-boyfriend, Jack Perry?

Word Count: 2.3K (Please accept as an apology for being so late)

Supreme Speaks: thank you guys so much for supporting this series and showing it love. it really means a lot to me. okay, I ain't gonna waste your time any longer. Here is the anticipated part four of this series (it has a dark portrayal of Jack, you don't have to read if you're uncomfortable). Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: DARK PORTRAYAL OF JACK (tw: obsessive, stalking, in the denial stage, borderline yandere vibes tbh), suggestive mentions, explicit language, proofread to the best of my abilities

Taglist: @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @hookerforhook @batzy-watzy @wwenhlimagines

It’s been 33 days since he saw you walk away from him with his former mentor and best friend.

And Jack is going crazy.

He legitimately lost it.

Everyone can see it on his face. But they can’t help him…they can only watch as he unravels and continues to ruin his own life. After seeing you run off in the sunset with Christian, Jack became uncharacteristically silent. He wouldn’t even talk to Anna, and when he did, it was screaming and placing blame on her. Anna, who truly wanted to help him, was broken up with before she could even do so. You found that out in the locker room as she was crying to Tay Melo, a sight that was so bittersweet for you to watch.

Jack would walk around the halls, bags under his eyes, genuine stress marrying his facial features, wearing all-black clothes, hair matted, and not utter a single word to anyone. It got so bad that Tony wouldn’t even put him on the screen. He would spend his evenings in the arenas sitting in a corner on top of boxes, just looking over your contact. His thumb would caress your face through the phone screen as his eyes lingered on the contact name “Sunshine.” He tried texting you, asking for you to come back. You never answered. For some reason, he thought changing your name and breaking up with Anna would be enough for you to come back.

It wasn’t.

But even though you didn’t come near him, two people would come near him, offering friendship and shoulders to lean on: Austin and Colton Gunn. They would try their best to get Jack chatting with them as they filled his ears with loud jokes, obnoxious laughter, and weird banter. Although he never cracked a smile, the Gunns were resilient and still provided him with company.

“Hey, Jackie-boy,” Austin said cheerfully, walking up to the sulking wrestler, who would mumble a response. “How ya doing?”

“Man you should have been at the party last night,” Colton said bumping his shoulder. “You could use a night out. There was this insanely cute girl that is exactly your type-” Jack shook his head. Colton looked at his brother before nodding to Jack.

Austin sighed, “Look man, we get it that it’s been a rough month and a half. You lost your best friend, other best friend, title, and girlfriend-“

“I didn’t lose Y/N.” Jack snapped, looking up at the brothers.

Colton and Austin quickly side-eyed each other before Austin continued, “I was talking about Anna…but bro and I mean this respectfully, Y/N left you a while ago.”

“Anna and I were never together. She doesn’t matter to me. Y/N didn’t leave me. We are just going through a rough patch right now.” Jack said while running his fingers through his hair. “It’s not my fault.”

“We’re not saying that it is. We’re just trying to say that maybe there is no future where you and Y/N are together. You need to accept it.”

“No, I’m not going to accept it because it’s not true!” He shouted, startling the Gunns, with Colton hugging Austin in fear. Jack lowered his voice as he continued to talk, “It’s not my fault. It’s not her fault. It’s Christian’s fault.” He whispered to himself. “I didn’t lose my beautiful, innocent, and sweet girlfriend to Christian. That could never happen. He took her from me! Just like how he took my best friend and credit for my career. He just takes everything from me.”

Colton said taking a step forward, “Jack-“

Jack stood up from the boxes, looking into Colton’s eyes with anger, determination, and bitterness, “He filled her head with these images that I’m not the one for her. That he’s better than me. He basically kidnapped her, come to think about it. Yeah…he kidnapped my precious Y/N and started feeding these lies to her. And to make matters worse, Anna came back into the picture and distracted me from realizing it. That’s what happened.” He poked Colton’s chest as he finished his statement, “And I fully intend to get her back.” He swiftly walked away from the brothers as they stared in disbelief.

Austin looked up at Colton, “He is not okay. Where do you think he’s going?”

“It’s 9:00, he's off to do his favorite activity.”

That consisted of Jack watching you from afar when you were by yourself or with your girlfriends; curious if you missed him, if you cried over him, if you were dying to run back to him for safety, comfort, and love.

The answer was no. None of the above.

But the second he saw you with Christian, his stomach would turn and he would run away, not wanting to see the bitter and disgusting man with the love of his life. Jack is miserable, but you? Oh girl, you are thriving right now.

It seemed the longer you and Christian dated, the bigger the smile on your face would get. As Christian stated, if you wanted something, all you had to do was ask. And he has continued to keep that promise. Nowadays, all you have to do is look at him as it seems that he can read your mind. The newest Louboutin heels? He bought them in 5 different colors. You feeling stressed and want to escape? He booked a yacht. You want to ride something while on the yacht? He’s already underneath you, allowing you to take control.

He was a gentleman to you; dropping everything just to assist you, even for a second. You didn’t have to worry about doing a single thing. As long as Christian is beside you, you are sure to be treated like the Princess you are. Hell, he even changed your stance in wrestling. As you were no longer bound by Jack, you took the necessary steps to reconcile with your brother, Tyler (Hook).

As Christian filled your life with love, positivity, and care, you realized that the FTW championship wasn’t something you wanted. So after a couple of defenses, you relinquished it, crowned Tyler the official champion, and started to manage Christian full-time.

But this wasn’t a parasitic relationship where you got all the benefits. Oh no. Christian loved being around you. It just felt right having you near him, with a hand lingering around your waist. Not only did you feed every single one of his sexual and physical needs, you also met and exceeded his emotional needs. You made him feel heard and seen. You see him in a different light than everyone else. He is letting his humane side be seen more now that you are always with him. Because to you, he is more than your lover, he is your protector and motivation.

He is also a great man of taste…

“Willow, he is so sweet! Just yesterday, he drove 45 minutes to sleep beside me because I couldn’t fall asleep. And then, he brought a chef to cook my favorite breakfast!” You yelled out to your best friend while getting dressed for Dynamite.

“That’s great Y/N, I’m so happy to see you smiling again. I haven’t seen you this happy in a while.” Willow said with a grin on her face. To everyone, your relationship with Christian was no more than a typical “sugar baby” transaction. But it was nothing like that, and Willow saw that.

You stepped out in your new dress that complimented your skin tone beautifully. “I know, he truly makes me happy.” As you were about to speak again, there was a knock at the door. You squealed, running to open it and seeing a medium-sized bouquet of white roses. You thanked the man before closing the door. “He always sends me flowers every Wednesday.” You said as you put the vase down. Willow got up and examined them. “But he never gets me white; they’re either red, pink, or orange.”

“Maybe he’s full of surprises,” Willow said as she got closer to the vase. There was another knock at the door, you went to answer it as Willow started to speak again. “Y/N, there is-“ She was cut off by your sequel again. She looked back at you to see you give Christian a soft kiss.

“Hi Princess, how are you?” Christian said hugging you with one arm, the other was behind his back. He twirled you around, “You look gorgeous.”

“Thank you, baby.” You said, placing a kiss on his cheek. Christian greeted Willow while still trying to hide his arm behind his back. “What are you hiding?”

“Well, it is Wednesday and you know I give you flowers-“

You smiled as you cut him off, “Baby, I already got the flowers you sent me. They are beautiful.”

Christian’s face screwed up in confusion, “What are you talking about?” He moved his arm from behind his back to reveal a much larger bouquet of red roses. “The flowers I got you are right here, I wanted to personally deliver them myself today.”

The color drained from your face as you took your boyfriend’s flowers and looked behind you. Willow held the roses in one hand and a paper in the other, as she read the note, the color drained from her face as well. “You need to read this.” She gave you the note. It would have been a very sweet and flattering one….if it was sent from your boyfriend. 


Your laughter, a melody, a joyful song, In my embrace, is where you belong. Each moment with you, a cherished delight, You're my sunshine, my morning light. Love J

Your heart started racing as Christian ripped the note, took the flowers from Willow, and them in the trash. “He’s a piece of shit. That bastard.” He looked at you, who was in shock and disgust. He hugged you tightly, avoiding the roses he got you. “He just needs to leave you alone.”

“Yeah, I’m going to make sure of it.” You said before gently placing the red roses down on the table, taking over from where those distracting and bitter white roses once were.


“No, you will not. You let me handle it, I don’t him anywhere near you. He put you through shit before and I’m not letting that happen.” Christian said getting angrier by the minute, obviously not at you. “I’m going to get Luchasuarus to accompany you tonight. My woman will not go anywhere near him.” He said sternly.

Did you listen? No. Of course not. You left way before Luchasaurus got to your locker room door.

Your heels clicked along the halls as you were trying to find your ex-boyfriend. Anger was pounding through your blood as you carefully looked for him. You were about to turn to go down another hallway until you saw his matted hair in a bun. You stormed towards him, calling out his name. Jack turned around and immediately lit up at your figure getting closer, even though your facial expression was anything but happy.

"Y/N-"

You cut him off by sharply slapping him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" You angrily asked him, not giving him a moment to register anything.

"Sunshine-" He sweetly started to say

"How dare you send me flowers and address me like that? We are not together. That was clear when you cheated on me with Anna"

Jack's face became angry as he spat out, "Don't talk like that. Anna means nothing to me. You love me and I love you. That backstabbing, lunatic, bastard is messing with your mind. Sunshine, just come back with me. Stop this little game of yours, you're letting him get the best of you."

"Jack, stop. I am with Christian; he treats me with love and respect. He actually cares about me and my feelings and treats me like royalty. Much better than the low-down and disgusting ways that you have shown. The only lunatic around here is you. You don't care about me."

"Don't say that!" He yelled, grabbing your arm harshly, "I love you Y/N! He's not the one! I am! Just come back with me and everything will be fine!"

You were struggling to pull your arm away from the man you once loved. Then a voice shouted down the hall, making Jack take his hand off of you. You turned around to find your boyfriend and your supposed bodyguard. Christian gently placed you behind him. "I'll talk to you later about this." He quietly said to you before turning his attention to Jack. "Listen, you have one more time to pull some shit like this-"

"Shut up! This is between me and my girlfriend-"

"MY girlfriend, MY woman, your ex. You have no reason to talk to her anymore. I'll be damned if you try to come between us or weasel your way back into her life." Christian stepped closer to Jack, looking down at him. "Leave her the fuck alone, little boy. Or the next main event for you will be your funeral."

Jack rolled his eyes as Christian grabbed your hand and kissed it before leading you and Luchasaurus down the hallway, away from your ex. You quickly looked back with bitterness and a glare as you turned the corner. But to Jack, that was a look of hope and desperation.

Desperation to get away from Christian, the man who drove you two apart. But also he could have sworn that your eyes were delivering him a message, a message of love and secrecy that was directly for him. "I'm going to save you from this Y/N. You don't have to pretend to have feelings for him much longer. I see your plan, and I understand it. It's genius. As those white roses signify, it will be a new beginning for us. And then, when it's all said and done, Christian will finally see who the real man is."

And according to Jack,

Christian had it coming…

And he only had himself to blame.

[1-800-sinister]

Played

(Christian Cage x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: Angst very much angst, You are adams best friend, fighting, cussing, shayna wayne

You and Adam have been friends for a few years now. When he left the WWE, you went with him. Christian noticed you when you would hang out backstage while waiting for Adam. He had to get to Adam, so he knew the only way would be through you. 

So Christian came up with a plan that his group only knew about. He planned to make you fall for him, play with your heart, get you to distract Adam at their match, and keep his title. 

His plan went into effect. Christian flirted with you. You didn't return the flirts at first, but he was so nice and caring to you, so you flirted back. He eventually asked you out on a date, which you accepted. He would spoil you here and there with gifts. 

But the worst thing about his plan was that Christian began to fall for you as time went on, but he knew he had to keep his plan going. He hoped you would forgive him in the end, but time would tell.

Christian and Adam's match came up. You would be ringside to make sure Shayna didn't try anything. You were watching the fight. Christian looked really hurt. The truth was, he wasn't, he was faking it. You watched Adam go to hit Christian again. You got in the ring, stopping him. He looked at you confused. "Adam, he's had enough. Just pin him." 

Christian took the distraction and hit Adam with the title. Shayna had slid toward him while Nick distracted the ref. You looked at Christian in shock. You watched as Christian pinned Adam for the win. You heard Shayna laughing and mocking you. "You really thought he could love you." 

Christian looked at you with a sorry look as the ref raised his hand up. You were checking on Adam. "Adam, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I'm sorry." Adam pushed you away. "Just get away from me." 

You felt like you could cry now. You were backstage, sitting on a crate. You heard footsteps, hoping it was Adam. You looked up, seeing Christian. "He will forgive you, you know." Christian spoke up. You laughed. "Get the fuck away from me." 

"Look, I'm sorry," Christian sighed. "But I had to keep my title." You stood up and said, "So your title was more important?" You looked him in the eyes, and he didn't answer, "I truly loved you, you know." You sighed Christian looked down. "I know." You shook your head. "Just stay away from me." You walked away. 

Christian heard footsteps. He turned, seeing Shayna. He sighed, "You love her?" She asked him, and he nodded "yeah." 

[madamexwesker]

so ummm

I got something for here but am hesitant to post it so instead here's a link

[legit9thlunaticwarrior]

THIS IS ALL CONSENSUAL! READER IS OF AGE! THIS DOES CONTAIN ELEMENTS OF SEXUAL INTIMIDATION i am fully aware of the actual meaning of this song but it was the only one i could pull from my brain for the theme. this installment will solely present sexual tension

|remember to leave feedback and i love all you heathens|

10/02/2022 Corruption+Age Gap ~ Christian Cage (Jay) Teacher's Pet - Melanie Martinez

✨ it started off innocently enough: you had asked jay to help you out with some moves in the ring

✨ he was way more experienced and well respected in the business, so you knew he'd be honest and point you in the right direction; only you had one slight issue

✨ you couldn't focus on a thing he was saying. not when he spoke with such authority. not when he started talking with his hands. not when he-

✨ "hey? Y/N? still with me?" he snapped you out of your lust filled trance

✨ "yes, yes. sorry." you tried to sound as normal as possible but how could you when he stared down at you with his natural dominance?

✨ "you seem, distracted. everything okay, sweetheart?" your skin lit up as soon as he put his hand on your shoulder, concern and curiosity in his eyes

✨ you gulped, "i'm f-fine." said your lips. liar, said your brain.

✨ "is there a reason you came to me? you could have gone to anyone else for help." he wasn't a fool. he knew there was more than one reason you came to him. and why you're so unfocused

✨ slightly rattled by the ask, "i uh, i've been watching you since i was a kid. i want to learn from the best. you clearly have years more experience than i do"

✨ he cocked his eyebrow in faux offense. you immediately regret your choice of words

✨ "not that you're old. i mean you are. older than me, i mean. age is just a number and you certainly don't look yours. you still look amazing, and i should stop talking." you felt the fire in your cheeks as they heat with embarrassment. way to go bozo

✨ he stared at you for one second, the next he was smirking and backing you against the turnbuckles. "i'm truly sorry if i offended you. i have a habit of rambling when i'm nerv-"

✨ "you know how adorable you are when you're flustered? i do that to you?" you tried to look down at your feet to avoid looking him in the eyes, but his hand tilted your head back up "answer me, sweetheart."

✨ you nodded as you didn't trust your voice. his thumb found its way to your lips, softly pulling your bottom lip down

✨ "you wanna be my little teacher's pet, don't you?"

✨ you couldn't believe the words spilling from his lips. you softly spoke up "jay, this doesn't feel, wrong, to you?" as soon as you finished, his eyes softened

✨ "if you want this to stop, say the word. my hands are off you and we don't speak of this."

✨ jay meant that. even though he's fantasized about you countless times. hand fisted around his cock with the thought of your pretty self ruined and begging for more. the thought of corrupting you, making your body crave him and only him; the thought of other men your age touching you a distant memory drove him nuts.

✨ "i want this." your voice just above a whisper.

✨ oh, jay heard you. he just wanted to toy with you. "what was that? speak up."

✨ "god, jay. i want this. i want you~" the sexual frustration clearly taking over

✨ "oh, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into, sweetheart."

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lovely taglist babes (comment to be added) @josiewrites @rubyred1980 @slut4kennyomega @wwenhlimagines @ecarroll1978 @plentyoffandoms @auburnwrites

[daddyhausen]

my og baby daddy christian cage 8, 37, 75, 77, 89

fluffy smut, mix it up (how unlike me😈)

• headcannon — christian cage •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { christian cage masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, virgin!reader, innocent!reader, innocence kink, age gap { of age }, praise kink, oral sex { female receiving }, female orgasm, squirting

{ word count } — 351

{ pairing } — fem!reader x christian cage

{ genre } — smut

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{ 8 } — do you like that?

{ 37 } — don’t worry i’ll take care of you

{ 75 } — don’t cover your face, i wanna see you

{ 77 } — lay back

{ 89 } — is this your first time?

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your body felt exposed under his gaze

now even more so that you were completely bare

seated at the foot of his bed

not to mention the stark age gap of 20 or so years between the two of you

he was bound to have a hundred times more experience

he cocked a questioning eye down as you avoided his gaze

slowly joining you on the bed, cupping your cheek in his palm

“is this your first time?”

his voice questioned with concern

eyebrows furrowing slightly

all you could do was nod hesitantly, still choosing to avoid his gaze

silently staring into the bedsheets

he placed a sweet kiss to your forehead

letting his lips linger there for a moment

“don’t worry i’ll take care of you”

his words muttered into your hair

“lay back”

you did as told, slowly resting you back up against the headboard

sort of half lying down and sitting up

slowly he slipped himself between your thighs

your legs draped over his shoulders

feeling his breath tickle your inner thighs

his lips ghosting across your aching clit

your cunt growing wetter by the second

instinctively your hands fell in front of your face

shielding your from his gaze

he took hold your your hands quickly prying them away

“don’t cover your face, i wanna see you”

he licked a hot stripe up your soaked folds

teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue

“fuck…” you whispered, more a vocalisation of your inner thoughts rather than addressed to him

“do you like that?” he hummed, diving in for another round as you nodded in response

his tongue worked wonders

exploring every deep crevice of your cunt

sending you over the edge with a mere flick of the appendage

sweetness gushing into his tastebuds

dripping down his chin, soaking his beard

“such a good girl, let’s see how well you take my cock”

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

How do you think Christian Cage would react to someone dissing his wife y/n in a promo?

Lover

What happens when the rivalry between Christian Cage and Adam Copeland goes too far and causes Adam to say some controversial unscripted things about Y/n and the Patriarchy

word count: 1K+

Main Masterlist Christian Cage Masterlist

I currently sat in my private locker room with Killswitch, Nick Wayne, my wife Y/n and our baby girl Madaline. The five of us sat in a comfortable silence as we watched Collison on the tv in the locker room. Looking around the room I felt a fuzzy feeling in my chest, I was surrounded by my beautiful dysfunctional family. The people I loved most. I was distracted from my thoughts when I heard Y/n and Nick start to boo at the screen. I looked to find my former best friend turned arch rival Adam Copeland on the screen. Copeland had been on my ass for months, ever since he arrived in AEW he wouldn't leave me or my family alone. I was on my last straw with him, what else could he want from me. I already beat him TWICE, for god sakes he put my son through a flaming table! He has no right to be demanding another title shot, he is undeserving. 

I watched as Adam walked to the ring microphone in hand, what the hell did he want now. 

“I am sick and tired of Christian Cage and the Patrarchy, all they do is cheat. If it wasn’t for Y/n and her tricks I would be standing here as your TNT Champion. Speaking of Y/n I don’t think you know this but in real life her and Christian Cage are married. Yeah, let that sink in for a moment. I guess Christian Cage really does have a thing for fatherless wrestlers, bonus points if they are way younger than he is.” 

I could feel my blood boiling as I heard the words fall from Adams mouth. I looked to Y/n and she was in shock like the rest of us. “I mean she is 20 years younger than him! But hey who am I to judge, if I was Christian Cage I would do the same thing. I mean have you seen her, damn. Christian you better watch out because once I take your title I’m going to take your controversally young wife. Which by the way you only married because you knocked her up, nice job having a newborn at 50” 

At this point I was livid, I wanted to kill Adam Copeland, how dare he talk about my family like that. For someone who gets so mad when someone brings up his family it’s ironic how he has no problem talking about other peoples relationships. 

“While I’m at it did you know the the age gap between Nick Wayne and Y/n is significantly lower than her’s with Christian, Gross. Y/n if a filty who-” Just then his mike was cut

That was the final straw, I stormed out of my private locker room and ran to the stage. I was going to make him pay. I knew this was probably a trap but I didn’t care, my adrenaline was pumping. I jumped on top of Adam and beat the bloody hell out of him for real. He tried to cover himself from my blows but they did nothing. I was able to get a good amount of shots in before security pulled me off of him. “I’m going to fucking kill you! What the fuck is your problem huh!” I yelled to Adam as security held us apart. The audience was shocked, they could tell that this wasn’t a work, for god sakes they cut off his mike before he did any more damage. My adrenaline was still pumping and I knew I coudn’t let Adam have the last word, especially after he disrespected my wife. I managed to steal a microphone that thankfully worked. 

“What the hell is your problem. You disgust me, how dare you speak of my wife and family like that. I think you are jealous of me. You have a boring marriage that has no love, you are married to an old hag who can’t even sleep in the same bed as you. Can’t you accept that I am just better than you, I have a better life, a better wife, I am the TNT champion god dammit. Just acceppt it and move on, and speaking of cheating just go home and beg your wife to forgive you for cheating on her AGAIN. Now I’ll admit that I am an asshole but I would never so something like that to the woman I love. Oh and I dare you to talk about Y/n again, next time I will make sure to kill you” 

With that I left, security escorted me backstage and out of the building. I didn’t even care of the consequences I could possibly face, I was proud of defending my family. On my way out I saw all the wrestlers backstage comforting Y/n who was understandably very upset. It warmed my heart to see.

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A day has passed since the incident with Adam Copeland and myself on Collision. Like I assumed everyone was talking about it. Considering in this rivalry I am the bad guy Y/n and myself had received nothing but support during the whole situation. People were turning on Adam for his actions, being disgusted with what he said. AEW made the decision to give Copeland a four week suspension along with making him put out an public apology. The following is a total BS apology from Adam Copeland;  

*I would like to sincerely apologise to Y/n, Christian Cage, AEW and the fans for my actions on Saturday. What I said was truly uncalled for. I apologise to everyone who was offended with my words. I take full responsibility for my actions and will continue to work on being a better person. - Rater R Superstar Adam Copeland* 

What a total jerk. 

“I’m sorry you had to go through that” I told Y/n as the two of us lied in bed, mutaly deciding we would spend the day rotting in bed after what happened not even 24hrs ago. “It’s not your fault, you didn’t know he was going to say that” She told me reassuringly “I know but what he said was fucked up. I love you so much, like so so much. I would do anything for you Y/n” I told her as I began to place delicate kisses on her neck. “What are you doing?” Y/n said playfully 

“Showing you how much I love you” 

[magicalbuttertarts]

AEW Masterlist

Relax

Christian Cage x f/Reader (18+)

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Picture of lingerie & heel under the cut. smut under the cut. Protected & Unprotected sex. P in v. Age gape. Reader in their late 20s, Christian is 49/50. Oral (m & f receiving) cum swallowing. Fingering.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 1249

Jay - Christian

Also, the photo is just to show the outfit, not what I am picturing the reader to look like.

From my previous account plentyoffandoms.

©️ magicalbuttertarts 2024: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

I sighed as I got off the elevator on my floor. After losing the TNT Championships, I deserve these next couple of weeks off.

I am happy for Adam, but I am even happier about getting to relax and spend time with the woman I love, who was not there tonight to watch me lose the championship, as she has been off work herself due to being injured during her last match with Julia.

I opened the door, calling out her name. "I'm in the bedroom, baby. I'll be out in one second. I have a surprise for you."

I perked up at that.

I sat on our couch wondering what the suprise could be. "Close your eyes, Jay."

I did just that, as I heard her walk down the hallway from our bedroom to our living room. "Okay baby, you can open your eyes."

When I did open my eyes, I closed them once more and left out a low groan at what she was wearing.

"You like?" She asked me with a giggle.

"You trying to kill me?" I asked her as I looped my fingers in between the hearts and pulled her into my lap to kiss her.

Her hands went straight for my hair, and mine went straight for her ass, pulling her even closer to me if that was possible, but suddenly, she pulled back. "I have one more suprise for you."

"There is more?"

"I am going to give you a massage. I can feel how tense you are, and I want you as relaxed as possible."

I wanted to say I didn't need a massage, but she was right, and she was a registered massage therapist, and I know she can make me feel good.

"Okay."

"Good, now off to your office. I have everything set up in there." She slid off of me and turned to walk down the opposite hallway came down, and I became almost tongue tied at the image of her walking away.

Her ass on full display, leaving nothing to the imagination, and those new fucking heels.

I got up to follow her as she called for me. I looked up at our ceiling, wondering what I've done to deserve this wonderful woman in my life, when she called my name once more, making me jog the short distance.

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As I laid face down on her massage table, enjoying what she was doing to my back and shoulders, as I relaxed with not only her touch, but the oils she was rubbing into my skin.

But after 15 minutes, she had me flip onto my back, and I had her boobs hanging in my face, so of course I couldn't help but get turned on.

I could feel my dick twitch under the blanket, but she didn't even notice, but this torture went on for another 5 minutes before I sat up, and swung my legs to the side, to hang off of the side of the table, which startled her.

"Everything okay, Jay?"

I held up arms open, muttering, "Come here." The moment she was in between my legs, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her, hard, making her gasp against my lips, but kissing me back with just as much passion.

I pulled back but kissed down her neck towards her chest. My hand reached between our bodies to squeeze her tit.

"Let me show you how grateful I am for all your help, baby." I said to her, making her bite her lip and nod her head enthusiastically.

"Now even though you look fucking gorgeous in this, but I need to get it off of you."

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The only thing left on her was the garters, and the two straps around her waist, and oh, her fucking heels. When she was about to take them off, I told her to keep them on.

They are now over my shoulders digging into my back as my face is buried in between her gorgeous thighs. I have three fingers buried in her pussy, quickly bringing her to her second orgasm of the night.

Her hands were in my hair, gripping the strands tight, making sure I couldn't get away. It's not like I would want to.

Not with her taste on my lips and chin or how she is moaning my name, like that was her only coherent thought.

My fingers were buried deep inside her pussy, rubbing against that spongy spot that has her arching her back, crying out my name as she came once more on my tongue and fingers. I pulled away from her, even as she let out a disappointing moan.

"Get on your stomach, baby."

I moved off our bed, and she did as I asked, getting on her hands, and I was gripping my cock, jerking it off as I took in how gorgeous she looked.

Her thighs soaked with her juices, her pussy just begging to be filled by me and only me.

I got behind her and placed my cock against her opening, slowly sliding into her warmth.

The both of us moaned as I filled her slowly until I bottomed out.

My hips flush against her ass, her moaning my name once more, begging for me to move, but I stayed there, not moving. Just enjoying the feeling of her pussy fluttering around my cock.

Until I couldn't take it anymore.

I gripped the two straps around her waist, pulled back and slammed my cock back into her, making her scream. I did this a few times, my thrusts getting harder, her ass jiggling after every hard thrust.

"Gonna fuck you so good, your not gonna be able to walk properly." I promised.

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I switched her to different positions until I had her on her back, folded in half, with her legs hanging over my shoulders, digging those heels into them once more.

Her moans were mixed with screaming of her pleasure. The pleasure I was causing.

"That's it, baby. Let the neighbours hear how good I fuck you." Her grips around me tightened as I kissed her and gave her one particularly hard thrust.

"Jay." She whimpered.

"Come on baby, give me one more. I can feel you. Give me on more and I'll let you have my cum."

While I was gone, all she said she wanted was for me to cum down her throat. Me finishing off in her mouth is our favourite thing to end.

I fucked her until she was crying out my name as she came for a fifth time.

"That is what I am talking about." I growled, finally letting myself go. I fucked her until I knew I was close.

I pulled out of her, pulled her to the side of the bed, on her side and placed my cock in her mouth just as the first rope of cum hit the back of the throat.

I gripped her head as I gently thrust in and out of her mouth, feeling her swallow everything I had to give.

Once I was done, I pulled out of her mouth, and she opened her mouth to show me that she swallowed it all.

Before climbing into bed with her, I took off the heels and placed them in our shared closet.

I got into bed next to her, pulling into my arms.

"Thank you for everything baby." I said as I kissed the top of her head.

"Anything for you Jay."

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Private Celebration 🚿

Thanks for sending in the request @brideofinfamy! I hope you enjoy the story 🖤

Word count: 1,577 Divider by: Me 🙂 GIF is not mine

Original request: “can you please write an Christian Cage X Fem Reader Story where Reader is his on controversial young on screen Girlfriend, but she always had an thing for him and vice versa, and when Christian successfully retained his TNT Championship at Revolution she admits with an devilish smirk backstage that she exactly knew how to "celebrate" the win and they end up having sex in the shower of his locker room. Afterwards Christian says he could get used to those kind of celebrations with her and ask if she wants to be his”

Disclaimers: Cursing, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion 🤷🏻‍♀️

You and Christian have a private celebration together after his TNT title match…

It was no secret that you and Christian had major chemistry on screen, even despite your age difference. He is the Patriarch of AEW, and you are his adoring on screen girlfriend, making quite the pair whenever you wreaked havoc inside the ring and during promos. The fans were convinced that you and Christian were really a couple with the kisses, touches, and glances you often shared in front of the camera, but what they didn’t know is that you weren’t pretending anymore. The truth is you had developed real feelings for him along the way, but you never said anything or acted on them behind the curtain. There were moments when you could’ve sworn he was flirting with you, but surely this was all just business for him.

It was the night of the Revolution PPV, and you were dressed to the nines and your hair and makeup were looking flawless. When you stepped into Christian’s dressing room his jaw dropped and you swore you heard him curse under his breath. He cleared his throat and composed himself before speaking, “You umm, you look beautiful Y/N,” You smiled and offered your thanks, the way his eyes lingered on you made your cheeks flush a little. Christian chuckled to himself, prompting you to ask, “What’s so funny?”

“Everyone thinks it’s me who runs the show, but you’re the real showstopper. The Patriarchy is lucky to have you. Hell, I’m lucky to have such a beautiful young thing like you on my arm. Shall we?” he spoke sweetly as he extended his arm out to you.

Christian’s match against Daniel Garcia was just about to start, the entire Patriarchy stood with him in gorilla position waiting for his music to hit. He appeared to be a little nervous, so you grabbed his hand and gave it a little squeeze, earning a big grin from him in return. “You’re going to do great Christian. When it’s all said and done and you retain your championship, we’ll celebrate,” you encouraged. “Let’s do this,” he said while walking up the steps to the tunnel, still holding onto your hand. The second his song reverberated through the arena; the boos almost drowned it out. You strutted down the ramp, keeping in step with Christian while Killswitch and Nick followed behind.

Just like every match when you watched Christian, something inside you ignited and made your thoughts wander from the things going on in the ring to what you’d like to do to him behind closed doors. The way he flexed his muscles made you picture his strong arms lifting you up and carrying you over to a bed and letting him have his way with you. Your head snapped back into the match when you heard a loud thud on the mat followed by Christian yelling at the ref. The tables had turned when Garcia went on a run, knocking Christian all over the place and gaining the crowd’s support in the process.

You did your usual antics of distracting the ref and making a scene, which allowed Killswitch to get involved in the match without the ref noticing. Christian immediately went for the pin when Killswitch slid out of the ring, the ref taking notice and giving the 3 count. Nick was the first one in the ring to celebrate his father figure’s victory, followed by Killswitch and then you. You were caught up in the excitement of Christian retaining his title when you bumped Nick out of the way and wrapped your arms around him! He returned your embrace by pulling you in close before crashing his lips against yours! Sure, you’ve kissed on camera before, but this time it felt different. It was filled with more passion and was more intimate even with thousands of people around you. Your heartbeat was fast and steady when the kiss was broken when the ref held up Christian’s arm in victory.

The sound of boos and a few cheers sent you, Christian, Killswitch, and Nick on your way backstage. Everyone in the back congratulated Christian and Daniel on a job well done, giving each of them pats on the back and high fives, all the while you and Christian never taking your eyes off each other. There was a crackle in the air, and it wasn’t from the match! When he was finally able to step away from all the people, he made his way over to you and you greeted him with a devilish smirk on your face, “So, champ, why don’t we head back to your dressing room? I know exactly how to celebrate your win…”

Without hesitation, Christian let you guide him hand in hand back to his dressing room. It was obvious now more than ever that he desired you just as much as you did him when he closed the door in a hurry and pinned you up against it! Both of you were breathing fast and hard when he finally spoke up, “So, what was it you had in mind for the celebration, Y/N? I can think of a few ways, but I’d much rather hear your thoughts,” Christian’s lips were mere inches from yours when you murmured against them, “Well champ, I think a shower is in order,”

“A shower? That’s how you want to celebrate?” he interrupted, causing you to chuckle at his raised eyebrows. “Yes, only you won’t be showering alone,” you hinted.

Christian took your response and ran with it, lifting you up by your thighs and carrying you in the direction of the shower. Your lips never parted on the trek over to it, your fingers intertwined with his hair and your legs wrapped around his waist while your center pressed against his hard length. He lowered you to your feet and you turned the water on, wasting no time getting both of you underneath it as he backed you up against the shower wall. Your clothes were a sopping wet mess as you and Christian tugged and pulled at them to remove them from your body. It took less effort to take off his ring gear, his hard length finally free from all restrictions when each piece was thrown into a pile on the floor. He took each of your breasts in his hands, massaging them and toying with your nipples. “You’re perfect, Y/N. So. Fucking. Perfect,” he complimented before taking a stiff peak in his mouth.

You squirmed against the tile wall as his tongue lapped and flicked against it while sucking in between. Your soft moans echoed off the walls, steam flowing from the shower in thick pillows through the air. Christian’s fingers found themselves in between your legs, teasing your clit before he slid 2 fingers inside of you with ease, “Ah! Christian!” you cried out. “Just like that!” He groaned in approval against your neck, getting lost in the feeling of you coming undone from his fingers alone. He could tell your orgasm was close when your walls started gripping his fingers tightly and your breathing accelerated. “Cum for me baby girl, let yourself go,” Your legs shook, and you nearly lost your balance as your orgasm ripped through you!

Before you had a chance to fully recover, Christian lifted you up and aligned himself at your entrance before pushing himself inside you. Your back slid up and down the tiles as he thrusted, your breasts bounced against his toned chest while the hot water cascaded over the both of you. He filled you completely and stretched your tight cunt in all the best ways, bringing you closer and closer to your second orgasm. “My sweet little thing, taking me so well! Tell the whole arena who makes you feel this good. Let them know who your champion is,” Christian said through gritted teeth. “Y-you do Christian! Ah, shit! Christian!”

You and Christian came almost simultaneously, your bodies quaking against one another, and your moans and curses intertwined while you both rode out the high. The water was now running cold, which caused you to shiver, catching the eye of the champ. “Come on baby, let’s get you dried off,” Christian said as he turned the faucet off. He sweetly wrapped a towel around your shoulders and rubbed his hands up and down your arms to help warm you. He pulled you into his arms, embracing you tightly and you reveled in the heat his body was offering you. “I know I’ve never told you this before, but you’re everything to me Y/N. I miss you when we’re not together and I’m the best version of me when we are. I don’t want to just be a couple on tv anymore. Would you be mine, even when the cameras are off? Let’s give us a real try baby,” You pulled your head back and peered up at him, noticing immediately that he was serious. This was the moment you had hoped for all along, and you couldn’t believe it was really happening! “Yes Christian! I’d love to be yours!”

He let your words sink in for a few seconds before kissing you and smiling against your lips at the fact you were now officially his girlfriend. When he started chuckling, you asked him what was so funny, his response making you laugh too.  “I hope I keep retaining this title,” Christian smiled.

“And why is that?”

“Because I could get used to these kinds of celebrations…”

[dirtywrestling]

Can I request a Heel!Christian Cage x Perry Sister!Reader the two have been together a long time and are wanting to try for a kid together, with a breeding kink? I can see this man always wanting to try and knock his girl up because he just loves the thought and also to piss off Jack

Pairing: Christian Cage x Female!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Minors DNI, Breeding Kink

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At first bringing it up was a joke and nothing more. Then later on in the years of your relationship with Christian it slipped up. Moaning loudly that you wanted him to fuck you full of his come turned the breeding jokes into a kink. Which lead to a serious conversation about having children.

"Fuck, baby girl. You're gripping my cock so tight, so wet." Christian hummed as his cock kept pumping into your cunt, each stroke bringing you closer to climaxing.

"Yes, please, Christian-" You were cut off with his lips on yours, moaning into one another's mouths.

"Can't wait to fucking see you carrying my child, my baby." Christian panted. "Better be a fucking boy too." He growled lowly, your cunt reacted, tightening around his cunt at his demanding tone.

"Anything for you, fuck I'll give you a son." You whimpered.

"And many more after him." He moaned lowly, the sound of him fucking your wet cunt echoed throughout the bedroom.