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malethirsty · 4 years

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Fetish - Karl Anderson

Summary: Karl’s over reliance on his ‘Hot Asian Wife’ and Asian fetish was driving you to breaking point. Sometimes it takes a good sub to take charge.

Warnings: M/M smut (21+), Bareback (Wrap Before You Tap!), TW: Brief mention of Asian Fetish, BDSM

Inspired by: The recent debate over Karl Anderson’s obsession with Asian women

If you asked someone what Karl Anderson from the WWE was known the most for, you’d get one of two answers; Either being a founding member of The Bullet Club (now The O.C.) or his comments about his Hot Asian Wife. The southern wrestler had a habit of constantly mentioning the latter any chance he could, in any way he could as well, sometimes landing him in hot water. People wondered why he would go above and beyond; some thought it was over enthusiasm whilst others thought he was a fetishist. Fetishist maybe? But you knew neither reason was close to why Karl really acted the way he did.

You were what was known as the Shot Blower between Bullet Club members, having been a keen fan of NJPW for a long while, you were scouted out by Prince Devitt when the heel faction formed and made their Shot Blower, which was a fancy way of saying groupie. After every BC match, without hesitation, you were tasked with relieving the members of the Club, getting them to shoot their load from their balls was your task, and you took to it perfectly. Able to bend into any position Devitt, Tama, Rey, Fale & Karl wanted you to go in, you were affectionately called their slut, and couldn’t think of anywhere else you’d rather be. That is until you wound up in a relationship with Karl. Having watched him since 2008, you were the most enthused when you got to take his dick, to the amusement of some members (and though they wouldn’t say it, jealousy from Devitt, AJ & Luke). The two of you were fucking in his hotel room when the offer was posed so hearing the big burly man moan out “Fuck Y/N, will you be my boyfriend?” Was quite surprising to hear to say the least, but you gladly accepted to whoops and moans as Karl shot his load not long afterwards.

Ever since it was a two time tango, Karl with southern heritage couldn’t find it easy to explain he had a male partner, so used his wife as a beard, his over enthusiasm was to cover any chance of anyone working out he was in love with you, and whilst you originally were upset for her, you eventually thought ‘She has a roof over her head & she’s financially together and others aren’t as lucky’ and continued on with your relationship with Karl. However the naked pics and Asian thirsting were starting to get to you, you needed to remind Karl of who he belonged to, and you knew exactly how, a bit of black and a Power Bottom attitude should do the trick, what man could resist a pussy that teased them?

You selected what you needed and placed it out in the bedroom before texting Karl: ‘Babe, we need to talk’ text. He almost immediately responded with ‘Shit, you aren’t thinking if ending it, are ya?’ You smirked at his vulnerability, if he was this nervous for a talk, who knows what would happen once you got him whipped ‘Of course not daddy, but we do need to talk. Head up to Hotel room, let me know when you arrive’. His reply took a couple of minutes but with a firm reaffirming ‘Sure’, whilst you waited off in the lounge for Karl to arrive, circling through his Instagram for his ‘Hot Asians with Smooth Asian Skin’ post to use as leverage. 15 minutes later your phone dinged, Karl was on his way up. You stood and walked over to stand at the door, in a few minutes you heard the door knock, and you opened it “Come in Karl.” You told him, barely glancing at him, playing your role perfectly. You walked back to the sofa before sitting down, seeing him walk slowly in, unclear as to why he was here. “Darlin, why do we need to talk? What’s happened?” That was the cue to ignite your faux fury “THIS!” You yelled, shoving your phone into his hands, he read the post before falling onto the couch laughing like he had heard the world’s funniest punchline “Why are you laughing?!” You spattered out “Babe, this is nothing more than usual. I’m using it as a guise so people don’t know about us. Why has this gotten you so upset? You’ve never been like this before.” “How the fuck would you know? You’re never around these days! You’re either off with AJ & Luke, or you’re off with your beard of a wife, using her for attention and God knows what else! Whilst I’m left as a side piece waiting for you to come over when you have a chance. And then I see stuff like this and-“ you started to tear up “I don’t even know that you care anymore.” Karl got up and crossed to you “Baby boy, you know I care.” “No you don’t.” “Well what do you want me to do? Cut back work? Dump my wife and come out, you don’t know where I’m from, they’ll come after us, send death threats and lord knows what else! I need to keep you safe.” “And I need to be safe, but when I see things like this, I think this whole thing isn’t worth it.” That did it, Karl was now beginning to cry “No! Please baby, don’t say that. All our history in New Japan Pro Wrestling, the Bullet Club, coming over with me because you cared, don’t end it because of my ridiculousness, please I beg of you! I’ll do anything you want! ANYTHING!”

You had never seen a grown man like Karl cry before, those types of men were always taught crying was weak, un masculine even. Yet there the ruthless heel was, genuine tears streaming down his face. You knew the act had to end here, not only did his promise of anything a perfect cue, it pained you to see the man you loved so upset. “Anything Karl?” “You name it, I’ll do it.” “Well can you head into the other room and rest down on the metal slab for a moment, I need to get myself together” Karl immediately hopped up and tore into the bedroom, you kept your face hidden until you heard the machine locking Karl in place “Y/N, what the hell, I’m stuck! Y/N Help!” You grinned stripping off your formal wear to reveal the black leather skin tight dom costume you wore underneath. You detached the whip from where it was strapped into the outfit and strolled into the bedroom. Sure enough, Karl was struggling but couldn’t break free. “Y/N, please I need-“ Karl stopped once he saw you “Jesus Christ babe, you look beautiful.” You shrugged “I know daddy.” You strolled over to him “Now, I have no intention of breaking us up, in fact, I called you hear cause I wanted to fuck, but this time it’s on my terms not yours. Got it.” You cracked the whip for emphasis “Yes sir.” Karl said very formally “Good.” You lent down to kiss Karl, his taste so incredibly sweet “Mmmmm babe, I love this.” Karl groaned, you began to disrobe Karl until he was left on the cold sex slab, utterly naked. “Now look at the TV for me.” Karl did as you instructed as you reached for the remote and turned it on.

“This demonstration has been approved by Prince Devitt and the other members of Bullet Club. In this video, our Shot Blower will demonstrate how big our loads are.” Karl’s mouth dropped open, you were playing the sex tape you and BC had filmed a long while ago, glancing down, you saw his cock stiffen. “Now keep your eyes on the screen Karl.” You said and he didn’t need any more persuasion, his attention was wrapped onto the screen where he saw Prince Devitt begin to fuck you deep as his TV self cheered on. You got your hand round Karl’s cock and began to stroke “Oh yeah, oh fuck babe, like that, stroke it like that.” He moaned, in absolute bliss. The footage you had shot was pretty hot to say the least, it took until you’d past Devitt and Fale before Karl cried out “Fuck I’m gonna cum!” You quickly removed your hand, leaving the man whining “Babe, why?” “Because I need to leave an impression on you Mr. Anderson, you are gonna edge until we get to your part” “But that’s at the end of the fucking film!” He groaned. You moved a leaver on the slab board which lifted his legs up so that you could get a clear shot of his ass, you brought the whip down hard making Karl cry out “I thought you said anything I wanted, why did that go out the window?” “You weren’t even upset!” Karl shouted back, you slapped his ass again “Upset no, Affronted yes, Left out, Absofuckinglutely.” You landed a slap on each of the three statements leaving Karl’s ass a red mess, tear tracks beginning to form “Now are you gonna listen?” “Yes Y/N, daddy’s gonna listen to you!” “Good” you slapped the whip over his hole, making him yell “WHY?” You shrugged “Cause I was in the mood.” Which mirrored perfectly what happened on the TV, Rey having shot on your face instead of your hole, you had asked why, and he’d given the same answer.

You returned to the process of stroking Karl, as the film played on. As soon as you heard the moans of Tama as he unloaded deep in your ass, Karl’s eyes lit up, now was his time. You removed your hand and crawled on top of Karl “After all this time of being my fan, and now you finally get good ol’ Daddy Karl.” Came NJPW Karl’s voice from the TV “Look at us now.” You grinned down at him “Yeah, now let me fuck your ass, I’m desperate!” You circled your hole around his cock “How desperate?” “Y/N, please stop teasing me, I got here, now take my dick!” He tried to shove his hips forwards, but couldn’t, the metal steel clipped around his waist constricted those types of moves, he was still where he was when he first climbed onto the slab. “Remember what was on the tape Karl, you made me beg, so today you will beg for me.” “I beg you to fuck me.” Karl choked out “Come on Karl, you can do better than that.” “I need you to ride daddy’s dick, he’s so damn needy for a man’s ass.” “Better” you praised, letting the tip in “Oh fuck!” Karl groaned, the tight heat getting the best of him, desperately again trying to break the steel but to no avail. “You’ve got to hit the spot right.” You reminded him, Karl throwing utter caution to the wind “My wife won’t let me fuck her, and even then she’s lousy, her stretched out pussy is sloppy and dull, nothing compared to your ass! Your hole is one of a kind Y/N, PLEASE TAKE DADDY’S DICK!”

Finally relieving Karl, you finally took his entire cock balls deep. “FUCK YES! OH THAT’S AMAZING!” Karl yelled out as you began to ride him, savoring this moment. You’d always been on the bottom only getting to see Karl’s face at your length as you rode his cock, this however was blissful, being filled by The O.C.Member’s member while looking down at his face contorted into sexual ecstasy was something you’d have to do again. “Fuck Karl, fuck me deep like you love to do.” “I can’t Y/N, this fucking rod’s holding my arms away!” “Oh to hell with this, DEACTIVATE!” As soon as you said the machine’s key work, the bars and chains holding Karl’s hands, legs and waist down disconnected. Karl picked you up but couldn’t find the strength to sit, so fell onto the bed, letting you ride him from above even more than before. “Fuck this is actually really hot babe. We need to do this again, but right now, fuck, I need to cum.” You leaned down, closing your lips around Karl’s in a searing kiss, you eventually moved your lips to his ear “Go right ahead daddy Karl.” You whispered biting onto his ear lobe.

Karl practically screamed out loud as he shot load upon load in your ass, it was like it didn’t end. During this, Karl reached down and stroked your cock as well, the heating sensation deep in your guy “F-fuck, Karl, I’m, gonna” before you could get the last word out, you shot your load all over Karl’s face. Your hole tightened around Karl, taking even more cum, as both of you moaned directly at each other before finally it stopped. You pulled away, slumping next to him “Jesus Christ Y/N, that was hands down the best fuck we’ve ever had. And given I said you were a hands down better fuck than anyone I’d ever had, that says something.” “I guess it does.” You heavily breathed out, finally getting your breathing calm again. “Fuck, we need to do this some other time.” “Sure, let me know when you’re free from ho-“ “I mean tonight, fuck my wife, I’m staying here with you, I’ve put my image over you for long enough, fuck that. I’m staying here for a long while.” You were elated, you needed reassurance that Karl was yours and this was it. “Now can you tell me where you got that slab thingy, AJ’s looking to spice up his bedroom action.”

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champhangman · 7 years

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For the Price of One

Characters: Karl Anderson x OFC (Diana) x AJ Styles

A/S/F: Holy shit, smut

Notes: No one will ever know just how excited I was to get this request. Also the requester used "pretty please" so I would probably write anything she asked me to. Special shout out to @sethslayer for the title help!

Request: "Can you pretty please do a AJ and Karl Anderson smut fic (female OC)" – by @sammitramm

Warnings: Graphic sexual content! Daddy kink! Spanking! Breeding kink! (I think that's all??)

Word Count: 5,749

"What the hell are you doing?"

The question came out with an unintended laugh, which died as soon as she saw the serious expression on her boyfriend's face. He was usually a lighthearted man, so she knew better than to laugh at him when he looked at her like that.

But, really, she had walked in the hotel room to find him pacing back and forth. He never did that. He wasn't worried about her, she was sure, considering they had exchanged texts just moments before. He letting her know he was on his way back from the bar with his "brothers" and she alerting him that she and Nikki had finished their movie and she was heading back to the room.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked, all levity fading when his dark eyes focused on her. The bar, she thought, dropping her things on the dresser and unzipping her hoodie. Something had to have happened at the bar. "Did Luke get caught jacking off at a table again?"

"For the millionth time, he wasn't jacking off, he was just adjusting. But, no," Karl answered.

She could feel his gaze on her while she shrugged out of her hoodie and peeled off her tank top. Even though her impromptu movie watching with Nikki had been casual, she hadn't had the nerve to show up at the woman's door in her usual pajamas. Unbuttoning her jeans, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband to push them down, a startled gasp escaping her lungs when Karl's hands landed on her hips. He pinned her between his hips and the dresser. Lifting her head, she saw his brooding expression. "Will you tell me what's wrong?"

"In a minute." His hands squeezed. Before she could feel his fingers move, they were nudging her jeans down to her thighs. "Did you have fun with Nikki?"

"Until Cena called and I had to listen to her half of the conversation for twenty minutes." He was caressing her inner thigh. She watched in the mirror while his head lowered, felt her breath stutter when he placed open-mouthed kisses along her bare flesh. He started with the back of her neck, moved across to her shoulder. His tongue flickered over her skin. The heated touch only kindled the fire that always burned within her for him.

"Poor baby," he murmured, patting her thigh.

She instantly shuffled her feet so her legs parted. Dropping her gaze so she could watch his hand in the mirror, she moaned at the sight and feel of him cupping her pussy. She knew that he knew she was watching when his long fingers spread her, allowing her to see his middle finger gently circle her clit.

"You're already wet, Di," Karl whispered against her shoulder. His finger dipped lower, teasing her entrance.

Almost consumed by desire, she leaned forward with just a tap against her hip from him. Clarity reigned, though, and she met his eyes. "What happened at the bar?"

He didn't answer immediately, seemingly too focused on teasing her until she forgot everything but the lust she always had for him. His hand left her, making her whine, and when his thumb touched her bottom lip she opened her mouth. He moaned, low and deep, as she sucked her juices from his fingers. The hand at her hip squeezed then released, and she sucked hard on his middle finger while the sound of his belt unbuckling and his jeans unzipping filled the room. Thrusting his finger in and out of her mouth, he shifted his stance, eyes on hers in their reflection.

"Oh," she moaned around his fingers as his cock entered her.

Karl pulled his fingers free and wrapped them around her throat. Leaning over her, he held her head up, forcing her to continue looking at their reflection while he began pumping his hips rapidly. His tongue darted along the edge of her ear. "AJ wants to fuck you."

Her eyes widened in shock at the confession. "Wh-what—"

"He had a few…fuck," he groaned when her pussy tightened around his cock. "A few drinks… The waitress was flirting with him… And we told him to get it in…"

"But how—" She cut off with a gasp, fingers clutching at the smooth surface of the dresser as his hips slammed against her.

"Hold on, baby, Daddy's gonna tell you," he whispered.

And tell her, he did. Fucking her mercilessly, lips against her ear, he described in detail how his friend's confession had come about.

***

Karl pulled his phone from his pocket as the waitress approached. Still chuckling over Luke's latest joke, he glanced from the waitress to AJ. "Here she comes, man," he said, opening his messages to read the latest one from his girlfriend. "You gonna get it or nah?"

"Naw," AJ drawled, sitting up straighter when the waitress leaned across the table to set down his drink.

"Are you sure, Uncle Allen?" Luke asked while giving the woman a broad smile. She smiled as well, then headed away. "She's definitely into you."

"There's only one woman I wanna fuck right now," AJ announced.

Luke chuckled. "Yeah? Who?"

Karl glanced up from texting that they would be leaving the bar as soon as they finished the last round of drinks. He sent it sooner than intended, though, when AJ said the last name he was expecting.

"Diana."

Silence blanketed their table for several heartbeats. It was only broken when Luke let out a low whistle of surprise. "Diana?" he repeated, rubbing his chin. "Karl's Diana?"

"I just wanna fuck her, not steal her away." AJ didn't look at Karl, which was probably a good thing, because Karl's expression was murderous, and took a swig of his beer.

"You think he's gonna let you dip into her?" Luke leaned forward, elbows resting on the table. "He don't even let me slap her ass, man!"

AJ scoffed. "Yeah, but he likes me more'n he likes you!"

Karl blinked away the mental images of his close friend fucking his girlfriend. Wiping one hand over his mouth, he stayed silent while Luke asked AJ why he wanted to fuck Diana. AJ's answer was succinct.

"She's hot."

"But taken," Luke pointed out with a grin.

"Never stopped us before." AJ smirked. "'Member Tokyo?"

***

Diana stepped into the shower, hissing as the hot water immediately landed on her tender body. Karl slipped an arm around her and drew her back against him while reaching to adjust the showerhead. His touch was gentle. Reverent.

"What happened in Tokyo?" she asked once he'd set the water to their liking.

"There was a girl I was seeing. Nothing serious," he added. As though she'd get jealous of something that happened before she even knew him. "And one night he ended up joining us."

"So it was a threesome?" She turned to face him, sighing when he tilted her head back so he could wet her hair.

"Yeah. It only happened the one time." He reached for the shampoo, then began to gently lather her hair for her.

She sighed again at the feel of his strong fingers massaging her scalp. "Did you watch him fuck her?"

One corner of Karl's mouth ticked up into a smirk. "Hell yeah I did."

"What was it like? I mean, she was your girl, he's your best friend…" Diana's eyes drifted closed as he guided her head under the stream of water to rinse. He was meticulous, working his fingers through the strands to make sure every bit of shampoo was gone. Once finished, he brought her to him again.

"Did I get jealous, you mean? No, not really. Like you said, he's my best friend." He caught her lips in a gentle kiss. When they parted, he reached for her body wash. "I knew it was a one time thing. So did she. So did AJ."

"Was it fun? Something you'd want to do again?"

He chuckled, lightly slapping her ass after spreading the citrus-scented foam over her back. "You saying you wanna do it?"

"I… Well…" She hesitated, not wanting to upset him. Then, thinking it over, she realized it wouldn't upset him at all. Karl was one of the most open, accepting men she had ever known. If she told him she'd murdered someone she had a feeling he would accept that the homicide was justifiable, then help her cover her tracks. And this was AJ they were talking about. One of his closest friends. One of only a handful of men that Karl trusted

"Tell the truth, baby," he murmured, turning her so he could wash her front. His hands were brisk and gentle over her skin, lingering over her breasts. Stroking her abdomen. Caressing between her thighs, which still throbbed and ached after his brutal fuck against the dresser.

"I'd be open to it," she admitted.

"So I could just call any of the guys in here right now and let them fuck you?" he whispered in her ear. He smoothed his hands over the marks from the edge of the dresser, red lines across her hips and upper thighs.

"Ah… No, not just any guy."

"Who do you want?" he asked, working the body wash into her skin. "Finn?"

"No," she gasped.

"That's right, you like southern boys." He nipped her earlobe. "Braun?"

She paused to consider that option, then slowly shook her head. The man would probably split her in two. "No."

"Luke?" he suggested. His hands let go of her, and she watched him hold them beneath the water to rinse the bubbles away. Then he was cupping them, and she hummed when he splashed the gathered water over her body.

"As much as I love him, no." She turned to face him again, enjoying his tender touches as he worked to make sure every bit of body wash was rinsed from her.

"Slater?"

"No!" she answered immediately, laughing.

Karl grinned, kissed the tip of her nose. "You really wanna fuck AJ?"

"And you," she added for clarification. "Together."

"Why?"

"The same reason you've fucked two women together before." She leaned to wrap her arms around his neck, lips pushing against his. "I've always wanted to know how it feels having two men worship my body. Filling me up. Pushing me to my limits."

"Will you let him cum inside you?" He palmed her ass, squeezed, then lifted her.

"If you don't mind," she whispered. Tucking her leg around his waist, she felt his cock start to harden.

"He's into some kinky stuff," he warned gently.

"So are we," she reminded with a smirk. Kissing him again, she arched her back when he pushed her against the tile wall. "Will you share me, Daddy? Just once?"

"Anything you want, baby," he promised.

***

"Remember Tokyo?"

AJ turned his head to look at Karl. "You're gonna have to be more specific."

Karl licked his lips, staring straight ahead. At Diana, AJ surmised, looking in the same direction. There she was, talking animatedly with Finn and Luke. Neither of the two men seemed to care that she was wearing only a towel. They probably did, but they knew better than to leer at her, especially in front of Karl.

"What about Tokyo?" he asked, dragging his gaze from the woman and looking to Karl again.

"That night with Aika."

AJ unconsciously held his breath. "Yeah," he answered after a moment. "I remember."

"You want a repeat?" Karl was still watching Diana. As though she could feel him staring, she turned and headed in his direction.

AJ supposed it was a good thing that no one else on the roster was in their dressing room. He wasn't even sure how the five of them had gotten one to themselves. But over the past months he had come to love it. Both for the convenience, and for the unintentional show given by Diana nearly every night.

Or maybe it was intentional, he thought, not bothering to hide the fact he was staring at her. She smiled at him, then turned her attention fully to Karl.

"I need to get dressed," she told him, glancing over her shoulder and waving when Finn and Luke called out goodbyes.

AJ had the feeling that Luke knew something, especially when he turned at the door and gave him enthusiastic thumbs up. Then he recalled the bar the week before, the admission he had made. At the time he'd thought Luke and Karl were too far into their drinks to pay any attention to him. But he should have known better. Karl's question echoed in his mind.

You want a repeat?

Hell yeah he did. Waiting until the couple had shared a slow kiss and Diana had turned to start dressing, he nudged his friend. When their eyes met, he gave a nod.

They left the arena together. A happy couple the fans adored together holding hands and smiling, with their friend tagging along. Aware of the fans watching them load up the rental, AJ kept his face impassive, even when Diana bent in front of him and he saw she wore nothing beneath her short skirt. She smirked at him when he cleared his throat.

"Did you ask him?" Diana blurted as soon as all doors were closed. Turning in the front passenger seat, she looked to AJ, who sat in the back.

"It's on, baby," Karl told her.

AJ watched her lean to give her boyfriend a kiss. She kept her eyes open, and his mouth went dry when he realized she was looking at him. The kiss ended and she still looked at him, lips parted and shining. Her eyes glimmering, she continued staring as Karl drove out of the parking area. Once the car had joined the flow of traffic on the highway, she unbuckled her belt and crawled between the seats.

He grabbed her upper arms to help her, holding her above his lap until she straddled him.

"Don't go wearing him out, baby," Karl called from the front seat. "We've got plans when we get to the hotel."

"But that's hours away," she reminded with a small pout. She situated herself in AJ's lap and braced her hands on his shoulders. "Think of it as a little pregame."

Her lips met his in a sultry kiss. The few worries AJ had possessed immediately flew away when she moaned into his mouth. She pushed his cap off and her fingers tangled in his hair just as his hands fell to her hips. Inhibition beat a hasty retreat while she squirmed in his lap. His dick grew hard and, encouraged by her little moans, he began pushing at her short skirt. He growled when he found only bare flesh.

She pulled her mouth from his and leaned away, propping her shoulders against the back of the empty front seat. Her chest rose and fell with each heavy breath. A long arm reached back, and AJ watched, cock straining, as Karl's hand began nudging Diana's shirt up. Once her breasts were exposed she looked to AJ. In the glow of passing headlights he saw her eyebrow lift.

Fuck it, he thought, squeezing her thighs before reaching for his belt buckle. Eyes on her breasts, one of which was concealed by Karl's groping hand, he unbuttoned his jeans and freed his cock.

"Oh," she moaned softly after cupping her hand around him. Her boyfriend's hand fell away and she leaned forward, finding AJ's lips in the near-darkness, then whispered, "How long has it been since a woman sucked your dick in a backseat?"

"A while," he admitted, leaning in for a kiss. His lips met only air though, and he leaned back, feeling her slide off his lap and onto the seat beside him. Her hand worked his cock slowly, infuriatingly so. Heart pounding in his chest he glanced to his friend in the front, caught the man's knowing smirk.

Then her mouth closed around his dick and he forgot all about Karl.

"Fuck," he gasped as she went all the way down. He felt her throat tighten around the tip, heard her muffled groans. Placing a guiding hand on the back of her head, he urged her further down until he felt her nails scraping at his thigh. Guiding her back up, he tangled his fingers in the hair at the back of her head, holding her still while he began to slowly fuck her mouth. She moaned, increasing his delight and urging him to rock his hips faster.

The thrill of her lips dragging up and down his cock was doubled by the fact her boyfriend sat mere inches away. He heard passing cars and the excitement tripled, knowing there was enough light that anyone looking in would see what they were doing.

One hand clutched the front of his jeans. The other squeezed his thigh then began to move, fingers brushing his balls with feather-soft touches before she gave them a gentle squeeze. Moaning, he lowered his hips to the seat and eased his hold on her hair. She resumed the pace he had set, the suction of her cheeks increasing until he started panting. A string of curses fell past his lips when she released his cock with a soft pop.

"Don't cum yet," Diana requested. She sat up, headlights behind them illuminating her face.

And he knew he would do whatever she said.

For now.

***

The hotel room door had barely closed when AJ threw off his cap and crooked his fingers in Dian's direction. "C'mere, girlie."

Shrugging off her jacket, she glanced to Karl, saw his brief nod, and did as told. His hand wrapped around her throat, thumb pressing the pulse point just beneath her jaw.

"Who's he?" he asked, nodding in Karl's direction. She started to turn her head but he squeezed. "Ah, ah, look at me. Tell me who he is."

His voice was low and thick. "Daddy," she whispered, feeling her pussy clench when he squeezed her throat. "He's Daddy."

"Then you're gonna call me Sir," AJ instructed. He forced her chin up and stared into her eyes. She felt her pulse race beneath his thumb. "You understand?"

"Yes, Sir," she said obediently. Thighs growing slick with desire, she drew in a breath when he released her throat. She sensed movement but didn't dare look away from AJ, who was pulling his shirt over his head. Karl stepped into view, and leaned to whisper in AJ's ear.

AJ's lips curved into a grin. He exchanged a look with Karl, then brought Diana closer to him with another waggle of his fingers. His kiss was hot and demanding, and when a familiar pair of hands started pushing up her tank top she moaned. AJ's mouth moved to her ear. "He says you want me to cum in you," he whispered, hands resting on her hips briefly. His fingers explored, then he was pushing it down until it fell and pooled at her feet. "Is that true?"

"Yes, it is. Sir," she added, tilting her head back when he began to suckle at the side of her neck. Karl was there, his lips soft against her forehead while his fingers pinched and rolled her nipples. Another pair of hands, thicker and rougher, squeezed her ass, and she was pulled toward AJ. She felt his cock, straining against his jeans, press to her stomach. Moaning again, she closed her eyes as she was guided to the bed. The sheets were cold against her skin and she arched up, whining when AJ drew away.

"Damn, this is a nice lookin' pussy," he announced. He pushed her thighs further apart.

Karl's hands left her breasts. His lips brushed hers briefly before he sat up, smirking. "Told you, man."

AJ's smile was almost playful. He lifted his hands from her thighs. Diana watched, biting her lip, while he gathered his hair at the back of his head. He reached into his pocket and seconds later was twisting an elastic band around his messy manbun. "It looks good enough to eat."

"Please?" Diana murmured hopefully.

"Please, what?" This from Karl.

Her heart stuttered in her chest at his challenging expression. "Please, Sir."

"Please, Sir, what?" AJ asked, lowering himself between her thighs. He blew lightly on her pussy, causing her to squirm. Bracing his hands behind her knees, he lifted up slightly. "Tell me, girlie."

"Please, Sir, eat my pussy," she whined.

"Much better," he said softly, placing a kiss on her inner thigh. "Now tell me… Do you prefer your clit to be licked or sucked? Or do you just like it rubbed while the rest of your pussy gets licked and sucked? Or… Y'know what, I'll figure it out on my own."

"Jesus," she gasped at the first touch of his tongue. She appreciated that he wasn't tentative. If anything, he was zealous, sucking and licking and stroking with his lips and tongue. Held down by one hand on her hips, she writhed. Clawed at Karl, at AJ's hair, at the sheets. Once AJ found the perfect combination of fingering and clit licking, she began to cry out, whimpering loudly in protest when he lifted his head.

"Shut her up?" he said to Karl, who chuckled and rolled away from her. He pumped his fingers slowly, the tips just brushing her spot, and slapped her thigh.

The sting and resulting burn caused her to shriek. She looked at Karl when he returned. He held his fingers to his lips as he knelt near her head, and she bit down hard on her bottom lip at the sight of his cock. His hand cupped the back of her head, guiding her up, and her moans were muffled as she took his dick into her mouth.

AJ's head lowered, and she dug her fingers into Karl's thigh when she felt teeth scraping her clit. Her boyfriend shushed her, pushing his cock further into her mouth, until she felt it thrusting against the back of her throat. His hand was like a vice, holding her down when she would have drawn back. Feeling her lungs start to burn, she involuntarily coughed, managing a faint whine when he urged her to take more of his dick.

Diana became aware of a mounting pressure inside her. Karl had distracted her from AJ, however briefly, and when she thought of him again she found she was fast approaching orgasm. Eyes widening, she stared up at Karl, sucking in lungsful of air when he allowed her to pull her mouth off him. "Shit," she gasped in the brief interval before he guided her back down. Just as the tip eased down her throat, AJ began sucking harder at her clit, his fingers pumping into her pussy hard and fast. Her legs began to shake. She screamed around Karl's dick as she came, unable to do anything else except kick her feet while her pussy pulsed.

"Goddamn, baby," Karl moaned, pulling her off his dick. "You want me to cum already?"

She fell back, panting, and gave him a playful smirk while her body continued to shake. A bearded jaw scraped her inner thighs, her lower abdomen, then settled between her breasts.

"Fuckin' hell, girlie…" AJ squeezed her breast. He sat up and she saw his chin was wet. His chest too, she realized, shamelessly staring at him while he began unbuckling his belt. She remembered the taste, the feel, of his dick in her mouth, and longed for another taste. Then she remembered her longing to have him cum inside her.

Karl gripped her arm and tugged her upright, leaning for a quick kiss, then motioning for her to get on her knees. She caught him in another kiss and quickly exchanged words of love before doing so.

Immediately she was arrested by the sight of AJ, fully nude, standing by the bed. His hair was starting to fall from his hasty manbun, his chest rose and his abdomen rolled with each breath. He was watching her, his eyes dark, one hand slowly stroking his cock. He lifted his chin and she instantly bent so she was on all fours, moving so she was right in front of him.

"You are a good girl, aren't you?" he asked, smiling briefly. "No wonder Karl kept you to himself for so long."

Diana laughed, covering his hand with hers. Humming when she felt Karl kneel behind her, she watched AJ's face while she followed the movements of his hand. He let go, palm grazing her cheek, and his head fell back when she allowed her tongue to skim over the tip. She moaned softly at the tanginess of his precum, gently gliding her tongue over the slit so she could taste more.

"Keep doin' that while he fucks you," AJ whispered.

She paused, exhaling with a tremor as Karl's cock eased into her. He always entered her slowly. Just one of the many things she loved about him, even if it did drive her crazy sometimes. Like now. She wanted him to fuck her. Not make love. His hands flexed over her ass and she heard him draw in a deep breath once he was fully inside. "Fuck," she gasped when his cock twitched deep within her. She squeezed AJ's dick, eliciting a low growl, and glanced over her shoulder. "Daddy, please… I need you to fuck me."

One hand left her ass, then came down so harshly she yelped. "What'd AJ tell you?"

She whimpered, turning her head back. Her ass stung. He clutched where he'd spanked, nails dragging. With a soft cry she resumed licking the tip of AJ's cock, fist pumping slowly. Karl's hand came down on the other cheek, just as swiftly, and she was surprised by the burn of tears in her eyes when he scraped her flesh with his nails. Then, to her relief, he began to pull out.

"Oh god," she gasped when her boyfriend set a brutal rhythm. His cock slammed into her repeatedly, stealing her breath and breaking her focus. He alternately spanked and squeezed her ass, until her skin burned. She tried to keep up, to continue pleasing AJ, but soon her face was pressed to his hip, her hand working his cock with quick, jerky motions. Muffling a scream against his warm skin, she let go, arms flailing, as her orgasm ripped through her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Karl gasped, leaning over her and pressing his face against her back. He pushed into her one final time while she continued to spasm. Hazily, she waited for him to cum, but he pulled out and straightened, giving her ass one final slap before rolling away.

Clutching the edge of the bed, she was vaguely aware of both men moving. Hands flipped her onto her back, hot lips fused to her throat. She knew it was AJ, could feel his thick fingers cupping her breasts. She was unable to move at first and stared, dazed by two rigorous orgasms, at the ceiling. A whine escaped as he suckled harder at her throat. She finally managed to move her head, felt Karl's thigh against her cheek.

AJ took his time, focusing on her neck and then her breasts. He used his lips, teeth, and tongue to their full advantage. By the time he pushed two fingers into her she was trembling again. He fingered her gently, biting the underside of her breast, then moved his hand to rest on her thigh.

Then his cock was entering her, stretching her. Diana tipped her head back and released a keening cry. Lifting her hips to meet him, she clutched his head, fingers tangling in his hair. When he raised his head, she reluctantly pulled her hand away, grabbing hold of Karl for stability as AJ began to fuck her.

"So fuckin' tight," he moaned, bracing his hands on either side of her. His skin was flushed, beads of perspiration starting to trickle down his neck. "I can't wait to feel you cum on my dick, girlie…"

She doubted she'd be able to cum again. He began to thrust, though, and her eyes closed. Maybe she would… "Fuck…"

"Does it feel good, baby?" Karl asked. "Talk to me."

"It feels so good, Daddy," she purred, forcing her eyes open so she could look up at him. He was standing over her, his fist pumping his dick rapidly. She felt her mouth go dry with longing. Parting her lips, she was about to make a plea when he spoke.

"Not yet." His other hand lowered, caressing the side of her face. "Not til you cum again."

"I can't," she whined, arching her back when AJ slammed into her. The force caused her head to tip back further, and she knew she could. When he leaned back and dragged her so she straddled his thighs, she knew she absolutely would. She tried to sit up, but Karl caught her shoulder and dragged her back down. She could do nothing but lie there, gasping, as AJ's thrusts grew in intensity.

His thumb whispered across her clit. When her legs flailed in response, he shook his head and ceased moving, palms like fire on her thighs. "If you kick me, little girl, I'm walkin' out. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir," she answered meekly.

He leaned forward, guiding her legs around his waist. He seemed to not care that by laying over her he pushed Karl out of the way, but then Karl didn't seem to mind, either. He brought a hand up, cupping her throat. His breath licked her ear as he rocked his hips against hers. "That means all this cum you want gets wasted, right?"

"Yes," she whispered, not sure why his slow, gentle plunges were more erotic to her than the rapid ruthlessness she usually preferred. "I don't want that to happen."

"You don't want that to happen," he repeated, tongue tracing her earlobe. His hand squeezed. "I don't either. Know why?"

"Why?" she breathed, tightening her legs around him. The orgasm she had thought she couldn't have was so close she could feel its euphoria start to tease.

"'Cause I'm gonna fuck a baby into you." It was a low, throaty moan that reverberated throughout her body.

He kept moaning the words in her ear, over and over until they echoed in her brain. Joined with the slow, almost sensual, rolling of his hips, and the way his cock repeatedly filled her, she felt her body start to jerk. She dug her heels into his ass, grabbed his shoulders and held on. A vicious scream tore from her lungs. She was aware of his teeth on her earlobe, his hand gripping tighter. Her arms and legs began to tingle, then everything went black.

Suddenly, everything was white. AJ, still moaning in her ear, moved his hand to her shoulder. Karl's voice seemed far away, but his murmurs of encouragement reached her. She opened her eyes just as AJ stopped moaning and watched, dazedly, while he sat back. Time seemed to stand still until she was able to breathe somewhat normally again. Her mind still foggy, she followed the guidance of AJ's hands on her hips, turning onto her front, trembling hands stretching to clutch the edge of the bed. He lifted her by the hips and eased his cock into her, causing her to squeal into the rumpled covers.

A hand tangled in her hair, forcing her head up. She had barely parted her lips when she felt Karl's dick brush against them. Moaning, she took it in, sucking greedily while AJ fucked her with slow, measured thrusts. From above came the sound of Karl's soft gasps of pleasure. They spurred her on, brought her to her elbows and knees. Rewarded with a tug of her hair, she swallowed around his cock, humming. Both cocks throbbed at the same down, sending a shiver down her spine.

AJ leaned forward. His abdomen rippled against her lower back. His hands skidded up her body, grasping at her breasts. "I'm gonna cum," he whispered, finishing the statement with a growl. "Fuck…"

Karl's hand tightened in her hair. She flicked her gaze up the length of his body, saw how his eyes had darkened to almost black. He bit his lip, jerked her head closer. A series of short, ecstatic shouts burst from his mouth as his dick twitched and swelled in her mouth, and she held still while thick streams of cum trickled down her throat. She reached forward, holding onto the backs of his thighs. Swallowing as quickly as possible, she moaned as he slid out, still holding his gaze when the last drops landed on her tongue.

The bed began to shake from the force of AJ's thrusts. Diana barely had time to drop her hands to the covers for leverage when he began to jerk. He plunged into her one final time, body straining, fingernails scoring her breasts. She shrieked, clawing at the rumpled covers. Her eyes were still locked with Karl's, and they widened as AJ began to cum. She felt it, hot and thick, filling her, felt his cock pulse. Heard his growls and loud moans.

His hips strained, pushing her down against the mattress. She gasped at the feeling of his dick continuing to pulse, and slumped forward when he pulled out and rolled to her side.

Sprawled between them, struggling to breathe, she caught the thick aroma of sweat and sex that filled the room. She felt sated. Full. And sore, she added with a soft moan, stretching out one leg. But she forced her arms to stretch out. One hand glided over Karl's back, the other along AJ's chest. Karl groaned and turned over, and she smiled into the sheets when her hand came to a stop over his pounding heartbeat.

"Shit," Karl panted. "That was intense."

"I can't move," Diana mumbled. A heavy hand landed on her sore ass and squeezed. She lifted her head, shifting slightly to look at AJ.

"I'll go run a bath for you, girlie. Then we can get started on round two," he promised. He lifted her hand from his chest, lips caressing her knuckles, then rolled off the bed and sauntered into the bathroom.

Shocked, Diana managed to turn to look at Karl. "Round two?" she croaked. "Is he serious?"

"I warned you," her boyfriend murmured.

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lancearcherinrippedjeans · 3 years

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If You Seek Amy

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Starring - Kenny Omega, Karl Anderson, Doc Gallows and our wonderful OC, Veronica Rodriguez

Word Count - 2,055

Category - SMUT, tiniest bit of comedy, and a bit of fluff at the end

Pairings - Kenny Omega/OC

Summary - Kenny dragged Veronica out of the bar, the place he took her was DEFINITLEY unexpected, but the night ahead wasn't either.

Warnings - AHEM, SMUT, voyeurism, just the Good Brothers being themselves (insert eye roll)

other author's notes - this was all @adriii-omega's doing. and READ CHAPTER 2 FIRST

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all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy

On the other side of the bar was a smiling Veronica and half wasted Kenny Omega. “Why don’t we get out of here? It isn’t as fun as this place I know down the street.” Kenny whispered in her ear. They were sitting at two of the stools in the bar, his arm resting over her shoulders. She looked around and saw Nova and Sawyer playing a game of pool with Trent and Chuck Taylor. “They’ll be fine. If they get mad at you just tell them it was my idea.” he stood off his barstool and held his hand out for her to jump off hers. “Where exactly is this place Kenny…” she questioned him as he guided her to the doors of the bar. He smirked and let out a low chuckle, “You’ll see.”

“A STRIP CLUB?” She raised her brow in confusion. Kenny nodded. “I thought this would be a perfect place to…conversate.” His eyes wandered over her as she looked around at the activity going on. “Are you sure you’re just not here to watch half-naked women dance?” She crossed her arms, clearly uninterested. “What? No, no. It’s not like that at all.” He assured her before grasping her hand into his. “I just…”

“KENNY OMEGA?”

“IS THAT YOU BROTHER?”

Veronica and Kenny turned their heads in the direction the voices had come from. Two familiar bald men approached them and pulled Kenny in for a hug. “What the hell are you doing here?” The taller of the two had asked. Kenny searched for words before looking at you, and then back at them. He seemed to be talking with them using his facial expressions, and Veronica was having a hard time understanding. The shorter one-clicked his tongue before turning to her, “You must be Veronica. My name is Karl Anderson, and this is my tag team partner Doc Gallows.” Anderson smiled at her as he stuck his hand out for a handshake. She accepted it before he pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. Over her shoulder, he sent a wink to Kenny making him roll his eyes, and Gallows to punch him lightly on the shoulder. She pulled away from him, knitting her brows in confusion.

“You guys could come over to our table, it’s just us by ourselves.” Doc had offered. Veronica was about to decline until Kenny had beat her to it. She sighed as she pulled out her phone to text Sawyer or Nova, until Kenny came beside her, and took it out of her hand. “Don’t go yet,” He begged, shutting her phone down before putting it in his jeans pocket. “You said you wanted to ‘conversate’ with me, but instead we’re following random men in a club.” She whispered-shouted. “They’re not strangers. I know how they are. They’ll find someone to entertain them within a couple of minutes.” He let her slide into the booth before sitting next to her.

“Where's your guys’ significant others?” Kenny had asked while resting his hand on Veronica’s lap. She looked over at him perplexed. “Oh, they’re back at the hotel with the kids.” Gallows had begun to explain. “So let me get this straight. Both of you have families and instead of being with them…you’re here why?” Veronica couldn’t help but ask. Kenny held back his laughter. Karl and Doc looked at each with a serious expression before bursting out laughing, “You’ve got quite the girl here Omega. Where did you find her?” Gallows asked as he wiped his eyes. Veronica squinted in confusion as a waitress walked over to their table. Her shirt pushed up her chest making Anderson and Gallows straighten up. “Is there anything I could get you guys?” she asked as she looked around the table. “Uhm…no, I think we’re good.” Kenny said blankly not looking directly at her, but trying to get her to leave as fast as possible. “Hey, you’re cute. You got a girlfriend?” She pushed up against the table trying to get his attention. Veronica bit her lip, forcing herself to try not to say anything. “You see…I actually-”

“I’m going to the bathroom.” Veronica slammed her hands on the table before getting up. The waitress moved to the side creating room for her. “Veronica, wait.” Kenny had begun to get up, before she pushed him back down. “Stay. I’ll be back.” She slid past him making him have to hold back his groan from how close she was to him. He kept his eyes on her till she disappeared around the corner to the bathroom. The waitress was still standing at their table batting her eyelashes, and getting closer. Kenny was beginning to get frustrated not just sexually but physically. “Look, I’m not interested. Go find someone else to hump.” He rubbed his hands down his face while she stood with her mouth open. She hid her head and made her way onto the next table.

“Wow, Kenny. Didn’t think you had it in you.” Gallows had spoken. “She was hot. Why didn’t you do anything?” Kenny adjusted himself before leaning back trying to ignore his erection. “Why would you ask such a dumb question, Doc. It’s obvious. He’s got the hots for another girl. Which I understand-” Gallows nodded in agreement. “Couldn’t you tell when she slid past him? He almost let out right there and then.” He joked, making Kenny bite the inside of his mouth. Gallows looked around making sure no one could hear him as he leaned closer to whisper, “Have y'all done it yet?” Kenny’s eyes widened. “N-No. I have only known about her for a week- she’s a coworker for now.” Anderson looked surprised as he glanced at Gallows.

“She’s worth it. Take the risk you brought her here for a reason man. Go for it, or someone else will.” Karl spoke. Kenny nodded, “I’ll be right back.” He slipped out of the booth and made his way next to the area where the bathrooms were.

“Dude, we’re terrible people.” Doc began to laugh, making Karl laugh as well. “We might be bad people, but at least we’re great best friends. We’re helping our boy get some action.”

“That’s not the only reason and you know it.” Gallows chuckled. “Kenny can’t be the only one getting any fun.” Karl shrugged, as they sat back and let their plan unfold.

Veronica had splashed a bit of water on her face before deciding to exit the bathroom. She had stayed there for several minutes looking over herself, and trying to figure out where she knew Gallows and Anderson from - it was at the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t seem to quite memorize them. She exited the bathroom before someone pulled her into a dark room. She almost screamed until the light was turned on, and saw Kenny. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? I THOUGHT YOU WERE ABOUT TO KILL ME?!” She shoved him, making him grab the couch for balance.

“Where did you even drag me to?” She looked around and noticed the way the room was decorated. “Come here.” He ushered his fingers in a forward motion as she slowly walked towards him. He pulled her forward, and brought her into his arms. “I just wanted to make sure that we’re good. What happened out there was nothing. She was nothing. I do want to hang out with you, only you. It’s just us now.” She was a bit shorter than him, so he had to look down. “Veronica,” she hummed in response, making a knot in his stomach begin to form. “Do you trust me?” She looked up and nodded as she felt him begin to get hard up against her. She bit her lip, before connecting her lips to his. He felt around with one hand to find the couch, while the other began to slide down her back, and to her ass. He lightly squeezed her before making her sit on the couch. Kenny disconnected his lips from her making her groan in frustration, “You’re sure right?” He asked panting.

“You talk too damn much.” She pulled him back down letting their hands roam, he started to unzip the back of her (technically his) dress letting it fall down her shoulders. They fell back on the couch still connected as Kenny began to grind his hips into hers. Her hands slid down to find their way to his pants. She unzipped them quickly, attempting to slide them off. “I got it, don't worry.” he mumbled while leaving bites on her neck. She could feel herself turn into a puddle as he teased her entrance. “Take your dress off now,” he ordered, making her pout. She wiggled the dress off letting it hit the floor making Kenny take the rest of his clothes off in a rush. She topped him before being flipped over, and having her hands pinned above her head. She felt him slowly begin to enter her before the door was opened then quickly shut again. She nearly jumped out of her skin until Kenny rammed into her with no warning making her gasp. “I think- oh my god. That feels so good.” She breathed out. In the corner of her eye she saw two shadows watching them , but then she shut them again , because the pleasure was way too good right now. Each stroke made her feel closer and closer, and Kenny as well. About 45 seconds later she began to hear mumbling...

“This is way better than porn hub.”

“It’s like watching a Broadway performance, shit I don’t think I can last that much longer Gallows.”

Kenny pulled out, making Veronica turn to the side and release, making someone curse at the other side of the room. “That was…” Kenny tried to catch his breath, until he saw his two friends with their dicks out leaning on the wall. “WHAT? GALLOWS? ANDERSON?”

“I knew someone else was in here.” Veronica shot up immediately regretting it as she now had the image of them together naked, in her brain. “Oh hey Kenny.” Gallows waved as he zipped his pants back up. Anderson sat next to Veronica before she quickly jumped up. “I thought you guys left? WHY ARE YOU HERE?” Kenny tossed Veronica his shirt before pulling his boxers back on.

“Well when we first came we weren’t looking for that much, but then ran into you, and we just knew the sex between two attractive people is something we couldn’t miss.” Karl smiled as Veronica looked at him with disgust, “You know now that I think about it- we basically had a social distancing orgy.” Gallows chimed in, making Anderson nod.

“Yea…. I’m out.” Veronica picked up her dress and exited the room.

“If the sex is that good all the time, I would never leave my house.” Gallows told Kenny as he looked at his friends with disbelief. “Don’t let someone like her get away because of guys like us. You’re Kenny Omega. Tie that down.” Karl patted Kenny on the back before reaching back to his dick. Kenny quickly turned around, “See you later guys,” and shut the door making his way back outside.

“Are you going to get back home safe?” Kenny asked as they walked down the street back to the bar. “For the hundredth time, yes.” she laughed. Her dress was sloppily back on her body with Kenny’s shirt hanging over. “Oh- here you might need this.” He reached into his back pocket and handed her her cell phone. She reached to grab it before he held it over his head, “You got to get it from up here though.”

She rolled her eyes before she stretched her arm to grab it. When she was inches Kenny grabbed her arm , and connected their lips dropping the phone in her purse. “I’ll see you later, Kenny.” Veronica smirked as she pushed hair out from his face. Kenny waved as she walked to their rental car still sitting in the parking lot.

She turnt the car on and “If You Seek Amy” by Britney Spears blasted on the radio station. She smiled as she looked over at the clock. The time read 2:45 AM in bright red letters. “God … what am I going to tell Sawyer and Nova?”

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wwesmutdonedirtcheap · 7 years

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Welcome To The Club

Prompt: Threesome with AJ and Karl. Luke is a voyeur and you’re also Finn’s sister. @alexispoo

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“One more,” I laughed, reaching out and waving my credit card to get the bartender’s attention

“I think you’ve had enough princess,” Karl laughed, snatching the card from my hand.

“Karl!” I groaned “You’re trying to take away my fun.”

“No, I’m trying to keep you from makin’ a fool of yourself in front of half the locker room,” he held the card above my head.

I tried to jump for it but when I did he passed it over to Luke. There was no way I could get it out of the much taller man’s grasp.

“Damn it,” I chewed on my lip, still plotting a way to get it back.

“Don’t let her have that,” AJ walked up, waiting for another beer “Ya’ll remember what happened last time?”

“How could I forget?” Karl grimaced, his arm resting comfortably around my shoulders “She ruined my best jacket when she threw up all over it.”

“Shut up,” I grumbled, laying my head on his shoulder.

“Why don’t you go sit down?” AJ yelled over the music in the bar.

“I’m gonna take her outside, fresh air!” Karl nodded before he weaved me through the crowd and out the front door.

“I’m fine,” I sighed, sinking down onto the curb “I didn’t have that many.”

“I know you’re fine,” he sat down beside me, his arm returning to my shoulders.

“You know, I realize that Finn asked you guys to take care of me but honestly you treat me like I’m a kid.”

“The Club sticks together,” Karl sighed “Your brother is countin’ on us to keep you in check til he gets back.”

“He’ll be back any day now,” I insisted “Honestly, I just want to live my life.”

Finn was actually my step-brother. Our parents had met when my father was on a business trip in Ireland. They fell in love and before long, we had packed up and moved there. From very early on, I stopped calling him my step-brother. He was my brother. Period.

In the years since, Finn had found success in wrestling while I went to school for business. Once he signed with WWE, he was able to get my foot in the door. Now I ran a lot of the behind the scenes work for Hunter and Stephanie.

Finn had been out for almost six whole months and spent most of the time back home. I missed not having him around. He was my best friend.

I hated the fact that the guys in The Club treated me like I was so fucking delicate. Looking out for me was one thing, clinging to me like leeches was another. It also didn’t help that I had a massive crush on Karl and every time I looked at AJ, I just wanted to kiss his lips.

“How do you wanna live your life? How are we stoppin’ you?” Karl’s voice brought me back to reality.

“You’re not,” I shook my head “I don’t know…It’s complicated.”

“I ain’t got anywhere to go,” he tilted my chin up to look into my eyes.

“I don’t think you wanna know,” I laughed, my head still only slightly spinning from the alcohol.

“Try me.”

I reached my arm out, my shaky hand hovering in front of his face. I saw his body tense but also an intrigued look in his eyes. I traced my finger along the outline of his lips, my red nail polish reflecting in the streetlight. I watched as he drew in a sharp breath and his gaze bore into mine.

“What are you doin?” he whispered in a hoarse voice.

“Just touching you,” I smiled, a little giggle escaping my lips “I always wondered what you felt like.”

“Don’t do that,” he took hold of my wrist sternly “Come on, let’s go back inside.”

He pulled me to my feet and I tripped into him. His arms wrapped protectively around my waist, as I fell against his firm chest. I balled my hands into fists against him and looked up into his eyes.

“I can walk just fine, Karl.”

“Sure you can,” his hand came up and traced down my cheek.

I closed my eyes, the feeling of him sent shivers all over me and blood rushed to my face.

“You really wanna know what I want?” I whispered opening my eyes, as he continued to stroke my cheek.

“Don’t say it,” he shook his head.

“Why not?” I leaned up by his ear, balancing on unsteady tiptoes.

“Please,” he groaned, his fingers curling against my face.

I covered his hand with my own, guiding it from me. I waited for him to pull it back but he didn’t. I could feel his hot breath on my face, the faint smell of beer swirling around me.

“Ok,” I shrugged when his eyes moved away "I won’t.“

I turned and walked back into the bar. The music hit me like a wave. I felt completely humiliated, not just humiliated but frustrated. Karl looked at me like a man who was smitten but he turned me down? My eyes immediately searched for AJ and Luke, finding them at a table with Ambrose and Rollins.

“AJ,” I walked up and crouched down by his ear “You wanna dance with me?”

“To this?” he laughed.

Suddenly, the music slowed and I grinned at the perfect timing.

“No, to this.”

He smiled, sitting his beer bottle down. I watched as Karl made his way slowly over to the table. His eyes burned into me as AJ spun me around, before drawing me close to him.

“You heard from Finn?” he laced his fingers through mine, pulling our hands toward his chest.

“He called this morning,” I nodded “I think he’s gonna make it to the Rumble.”

“It’ll be good to have his ass back where he belongs,” AJ smiled “I know you’ll be glad to see him.”

I looked over AJ’s shoulder, Karl grabbed the beer that Ambrose handed him and turned it up. He slammed it down on the table and I watched as his knee bounced anxiously.

“Yeah,” I drew myself back into the conversation “I really miss him.”

The smell of AJ’s cologne got stronger in my nostrils and I found myself staring at his lips. If Karl didn’t want me, then why torture myself?

“AJ,” I whispered, bringing my other hand up to wrap around his neck “Have you ever thought about me?”

“What do you mean?” he laughed, casually tossing his hair out of his eyes.

“I mean,” I snaked my hand through the back of his hair “Have you…ever wanted me?”

I was definitely feeling brave. The way AJ froze, I knew that he had.

“Have you?” I bit my lip, tugging slowly on it with my teeth.

“Y/N,” he sighed “We’re not going there.”

“What does that mean?” I shook my head.

He let go of me and ran his hand completely through his hair nervously.

“Your brother is one of my best friends,” he pointed a less than threatening finger at me.

“So?” I pushed closer to him “AJ, I’m a grown woman and you’re unattached…It doesn’t have to be some big thing. I’m not asking for a relationship….We could just have some fun.”

“No,” he lightly pressed his finger into the center of my chest.

Striking out twice in one night. My face grew red, but this time with anger.

AJ turned, walking back to the table. I followed, ripping my jacket from the back of Ambrose’s chair.

“Hey, hey, calm down there sweetheart,” Ambrose kidded, completely unaware.

“Where are you going?” Luke raised an eyebrow.

“I’m leaving, that’s where I’m going!”

“Not by yourself,” Luke pushed back from the table.

“Don’t you dare follow me,” I ordered “None of you.”

I left without another word.

I took a cab back to my hotel and felt almost completely sober by the time I finished my shower.

I had just put on my pajamas and crawled into bed when I heard a firm knock on the door.

I didn’t even have to ask.

“Go away, guys!” I yelled, as I pulled the covers over me.

They knocked again, even harder.

“Look!” I climbed out of bed angrily and moved toward the door “I’m in my room. I’m all alone and the mini bar is intact. You boys can go to sleep with a clear conscience that once again, Finn’s little sister is perfectly safe in her fucking bubble!”

“Open the door, Y/N,” I heard Karl’s exasperated voice.

I almost turned and went back to bed but I knew he wouldn’t let up.

“What?” I jerked the door open and put my hand on my hip “See? I’m fine!”

“We gotta talk,” AJ pushed into the room, Karl and Luke following behind.

I dropped down onto the bed, crossing my legs in front of me. My hair was still a little wet, hanging around my face. I also became painfully aware that I only had on a thin tank top and panties. Fuck it. They could close their eyes if it bothered them.

“It’s one in the morning,” I shifted uncomfortably “What’s so important?”

“Tonight,” AJ sighed “The things you said to me…You’re right.”

“What?” I furrowed my brow in surprise.

“You’re right. I have thought about you…like that. The thing is, it’s not just Finn that I gotta worry about…It’s Karl.”

Karl drew in a deep breath and he looked down at the ground.

“AJ,” he grumbled.

“Come on man, here’s your chance to be honest,” AJ grew a little angry.

“Just spit it out, so we can all get some god damn sleep,” Luke dropped into a chair.

“Karl?” I stood up and walked toward him.

His eyes finally met mine and I saw a hunger in them that wasn’t there before.

“I want you,” he managed to speak in a low, raspy voice “God, I want you so bad…You’re so fuckin’ cute and I just wanna take care of you…I wanna put my hands all over this…beautiful little body…”

His hands started to roam across the bared skin of my shoulders.

“I wanna make you moan my name,” his mouth came close to my ear “I wanna make you feel so good that you’ll never want anybody else.”

I felt my panties already soaked between my legs, as I tried to keep a calm exterior. Inside, my stomach was churning and the flutter of my heart was pounding in my ears.

“So if you want us both tonight,” he lightly darted his tongue into my ear “I’m willin’ to do that for ya.”

“Whh-what?” I stammered, as he pulled away and stared straight into my eyes.

“We talked after you left,” AJ held his arms out “We’re all adults here. We both are attracted to you cause you’re adorable as hell…So, if you want to then, we can have some fun.”

“But tomorrow,” Karl pressed a finger against my lips “Tomorrow you’re all mine.”

My eyes darted over to Luke who was shaking his head against the back of the chair.

“Luke,” I laughed “Why did you guys drag him here?”

“He’s supervising,” AJ smirked “If that’s ok with you.”

“This is all really weird,” I brushed my hair behind my ears “I don’t really know what to say…”

“Do you want me?” Karl grabbed my hand and rubbed his thumb over the top of it gently.

“Yes,” I nodded “More than anything.”

“And you wanna fuck Styles?” Luke spoke up.

I could tell he was trying to move things along. After me, he had to be the most uncomfortable person in the room.

“I,” my cheeks blushed “I…I’ve thought about it but…”

“Then, let’s do it,” AJ moved closer.

“I’m not some…” I shook my head.

“Course not,” AJ scoffed “Nobody said you were. This stays between us. Just us.”

“Ok,” I whispered, my stomach now flipping inside my body.

Karl brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. His tongue darting out to run over it and down my arm.

“Karl,” I giggled, as his arm hooked around me and drew me to him.

“We’re gonna make you feel so good, baby,” he groaned with desire.

I grabbed his face and pressed my thumbs into his cheek bones. His hand slid up my throat, gripping the bottom of my chin.

“Tell me you want me again,” he commanded me.

“I want you. I want your hands all over me, just like you said,” I gasped.

He pulled me to him and finally, my lips tasted his. He immediately pushed his tongue between my teeth. The faint taste of beer and a cigar, pressing against my freshly brushed mouth; Playing intently with my tongue for dominance.

“Karl,” I breathed when he came up for air “Shit.”

He laughed, his hands roaming down my shoulders and underneath the bottom of my shirt.

“I think she’s wearing to many clothes, AJ,” he glanced over.

“I think you’re right,” AJ ran his tongue over his lips before he pushed Karl aside and ran his hands completely under my shirt.

He moved his calloused fingers over my breasts, my nipples already hardened.

“She’s got some adorable tits. Doesn’t she, boys?” AJ laughed, as his fingers pinched both my nipples and twisted them slightly.

I let out a little moan and he capped his mouth over mine. His kiss was quick but vicious. His teeth grazing my bottom lip as he pulled away. Then, his fingers pushed my shirt over my head. I dropped to the bed and he fell to his knees.

He pushed my breasts together, a groan escaping from somewhere deep down in his chest.

“I’m gonna give ‘em a taste, Karl,” he glanced up at him.

Karl was palming his dick through his jeans. I cast a glance in Luke’s direction and I could see he was trying desperately not to respond.

AJ’s tongue slid across my breasts, back and forth. He flicked each nipple in turn over and again. Then, he started lapping at them, around each curve.

“Fuck, you taste good,” he broke his mouth away long enough to compliment me.

I dug my fingers into the back of his head, as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked, hard.

“Fuck,” I whimpered.

“Sweet little tits, baby,” AJ lapped one last time at them before he pulled away.

“Shit, AJ.”

I heard Luke grunt from his place in his chair.

“You liking this, Luke?” AJ laughed, looking over his shoulder at him.

“Fuck yeah,” he responded.

I watched as Luke unzipped his jeans.

Karl pulled my gaze away when he nudged AJ aside and pushed me down flat on the bed. He slid his shirt over his head and I gasped, letting my hands run free down his warm skin.

He closed his eyes, as I raked my nails down his torso.

“Does that feel good?” I whispered.

He nodded, before dipping his head to take a nipple into his mouth.

AJ laughed, as he pulled his own shirt over his head.

“Karl,” I moaned, his tongue being much more precise.

His hand came up to squeeze the other, hard. The pain felt good and I wrapped my legs around his waist in response.

“Look at those pretty legs she’s got, Luke,” AJ groaned in anticipation “I can’t wait to have those wrapped around me when I’m fuckin’ her.”

Karl let my nipple pop out of his mouth and he started sliding his tongue along my stomach.

“Oh god,” I gasped, when I realized where he was going.

“He’s gonna lick that pussy real good,” AJ climbed on the bed.

He was completely naked now, with his dick hard and throbbing mere inches from me.

“You like having your pussy licked?” he brushed some hair out of my face.

I nodded, digging my toes into the mattress as Karl neared the top of my pelvis.

He pushed my legs open, spreading them wide in front of him. I heard him choke back a growl, as he slid my panties off my hips.

“Shit,” Luke shook his head, as he had a perfect view from where he was sitting.

“C'mere,” Karl grabbed my hips “Changed my mind.”

He rolled onto the bed and pulled me so that I was straddling his face. His beard rubbed roughly against my thighs as I felt him reach up to lick me with his tongue.

“Shit!” I squealed.

I felt him laugh against the inside of my leg before he began to lick long and slow along my slit.

AJ moved in front of me, as I started to wind my hips.

“You look like you’re enjoyin’ that,” he smirked, as he grabbed my chin in his hands.

He lowered the top half of my body down a little, one of his legs moving to straddle over Karl’s still jean clad body. I felt Karl’s hands slide up to grip my ass and he lightly slapped it.

I moaned and looked up into AJ’s eyes. He seemed transfixed for a second and then he leaned down, grabbing my lips against his own. He sloppily kissed me, biting at my lower lip as he pulled away.

He raised back up on his knees and grabbed his dick in his hand. I looked up at him with the most innocent eyes I could manage.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his hand sliding down the side of my face.

I opened my mouth and he thrust his entire length down my throat. I managed not to gag, as he started pounding into me. His hands running up and down my back as he did.

Karl wrapped his lips around my clit at last and I bucked my hips in surprise.

I heard another grunt and I turned my eyes to Luke again. He had pulled his large dick out of his pants and was stroking the head with his thumb. I made eye contact with him and he sped up his motion.

AJ had noticed too.

“She looks pretty with my dick in her mouth, don’t she Luke?” AJ laughed.

I felt Karl smack my ass again, as he started sucking harder on me.

AJ slowed and allowed me a reprieve. I grabbed hold of him and slowly started licking around the head, my eyes darting back to Luke.

“Fucking little tease,” Luke murmured.

I sucked just the head in and let it pop out of my mouth.

“Fuck yeah,” AJ groaned loudly.

I sat back up and pressed my hands into Karl’s chest. I bared down on his mouth, winding my hips even harder to get full sensation.

“You gonna cum for him?” AJ stroked his dick, his eyes dancing.

“Yes,” I managed to speak, my orgasm about to ripple through me.

Karl slapped my ass again.

“Fuck!” I spat, his hands then going to dig into my flesh.

“Say it,” AJ demanded “Tell us.”

“I’m cumming,” I whined, as I felt myself spasm around Karl’s mouth “Oh shit!”

AJ cackled, looking back over at Luke.

“Look at that face,” AJ grinned “Fuckin’ cute even when she’s bein’ fucked.”

“Karl,” I whimpered, as I felt him licking me up “Karl, please.”

He slid me off him and sat up. I dove at him, my mouth meeting his hungrily. I plunged my tongue deep into his mouth, moaning against him.

“Fuck that felt good,” I whispered when I finally came up for air.

“Yeah?” he growled, his eyes all dark and sexy.

“Fuck me,” I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans “Please, please fuck me.”

“She’s beggin’,” AJ sat back on the bed “Why don’t you beg some more, darlin’?”

“Please?” I chewed on my lip, my hand roaming down inside Karl’s jeans and wrapping around his dick.

I could feel it throbbing against my palm.

“I know you want to,” I started stroking him “Don’t you?”

“You know I do,” Karl groaned as he rolled me off him and flat onto my back.

He had his pants off and was hovering over me before I had a chance to catch my breath.

“How do you want him to fuck you?” AJ insisted.

I stared straight at Karl, our eyes glued to each other.

“From behind,” I answered “Like a bad little girl.”

Karl smirked, as he flipped me over and pulled me onto my knees. His hand slid down my back and gripped the back of my neck.

“I’ve been a bad girl, daddy,” I looked over my shoulder at him.

“Fucking shit,” Luke groaned again.

I saw a light start burning in Karl’s eyes.

“Yeah? How bad have you been, baby?”

I felt my heart racing with adrenaline.

“I think about you all the time,” I felt his grip tighten on my neck “Sometimes, I touch myself and wish you were doing it. Fucking me…With your dick.”

“Shit,” AJ hissed, as he fell back against the pillows with his dick in his hand.

“Hard?” Karl growled.

“Mhm,” I nodded innocently.

He drove into me and I yelped out in surprise. His dick was much larger than I realized and I felt my body try to adjust around him. Once I did, it felt so good that I never wanted him to stop.

“Just like that,” I whimpered, my fingers grasping at the bedspread.

“How good is he fuckin’ ya?” AJ asked, stroking his dick.

“Fucking good,” I gasped, as his pace increased again.

My eyes looked up to meet Luke’s and he was jerking himself off. I licked my lips as I stared at him and he groaned, throwing his head back.

“You got this whole room wantin’ you baby,” AJ got back up on his knees.

Karl pulled me up toward him and danced his tongue over my ear.

“You’re mine, ain’t ya?” he whispered.

“Yes,” I panted, as his hand roamed up over my breasts and to the base of my throat.

He lightly pushed me back down and started to ram into me even harder. My breathing started to increase as I felt myself about to release again.

“I’m gonna cum,” I sighed, just as I felt Karl’s dick twitch inside me.

“Cum for him, baby,” AJ groaned, brushing the hair out of my face.

I heard a loud groan from Luke, looking up I saw the cum spilling out over his hand. His whole body jerking in arousal.

“Shit, you feel so good,” I whimpered as I clamped down around Karl and rode out my orgasm.

I felt him pull out of me and I turned around, lowering my head to his dick. I caught every last drop of cum on my tongue as he shook and moaned over me.

“Was that ok, daddy?” I slid my hands up his body and wiped at my mouth.

Karl didn’t answer, instead he just kissed me. His mouth eagerly devouring mine. When our lips parted, he pulled me closer

“I’ll be your daddy any time you want,” he growled.

“I want it all the time.”

He smirked, as AJ took me by the arm and pulled me toward him.

“Everyone in this room has fuckin’ came but me,” he hissed, lying back on the bed.

He pulled me over him, straddling his waist.

“How can I make you cum?” I dug my nails into his chest “Tell me what you want me to do.”

“Oh, I’m gonna have that tight little pussy,” he smiled “I was thinkin’ Anderson could have that perfect lil’ ass he’s been playin’ with.”

I looked back over my shoulder at Karl and I could tell the idea excited him.

“Ok,” I leaned down and sucked AJ’s bottom lip into my mouth, biting down on it.

I eased onto AJ’s dick, the girth of him stretching me tight around him.

“Fuck, I knew you’d feel like this,” he panted.

I leaned forward, hovering just above his face on my elbows. His mouth took a nipple into it, as I started to ride on top of him.

Luke grunted from where he sat.

I felt Karl’s hands take hold of my hips and I drew in a deep breath. He lightly ran his hands all over my ass before I felt the tip of his dick pressing against me.

I nodded my head and he eased into me slowly.

“Fuck,” AJ groaned, his mouth coming off my breast as I started riding him harder.

“Just like that?” I whispered down at him.

“Shit, just like that baby.”

Karl started moving inside me, slow at first but then a little faster. His hand came down to slap my ass, hard.

“Fuck!” I squealed out.

I had sensations coming from everywhere, not to mention Luke’s hungry eyes staring at me as he yet again stroked his dick.

“Does he feel good in your ass, baby?” AJ panted.

“Yes,” I sighed as I felt myself start to tighten around AJ.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum with this lil pussy,” AJ dug his fingers into my thighs.

I felt his dick twitch inside me and the look on his face, pushed me over the edge again.

“Fuck, AJ!” I screamed as I spasmed around him.

“Y/N, shit,” he moaned.

I felt Karl slide out of me, just enough so he could pull me off him.

AJ sat up, his dick filling my mouth as his cum slid down my throat.

He groaned above me, milking every second of pleasure he could.

Karl continued to move inside me until I felt him tense and release.

“Fuck,” he growled, slowly sliding out.

We all three fell onto the bed, exhausted. I nestled myself into Karl’s waiting arms.

“What in tha actual fuck is goin on in ‘ere?”

We all jerked our heads around to see Finn. He was dressed in a suit, holding the handle to his suitcase. His eyes were blazing with demon fire.

“Finn,” I reached for a sheet to pull around me “What are you doing here?”

“Ne'er mind dat,” he growled “I’m gonna fuckin’ kill da lot a ya!”

Fuck.

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luvambrylayn · 7 years

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Masterlist

AJ Styles

Put it On

You Need Jesus

You Remembered

AJ Styles (Broken Hearts Series)

Broken Hearts (1)

Hotel Inn (2)

Gym Antics (3)

Truth or Dare (4)

Fairy Tale (5)

AJ Styles/Dean Ambrose

Caught in the Act

Chris Jericho/Kevin Owens

Making the List

The Club

The BFF’s 2: Divide and Conquer

Finn Balor

Angering the Demon

Sami Zayn

The Wax Job

Seth Rollins

The BFF’s: Locker Fun

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alltheimaginationofme · 6 years

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Brushes With Balor- Part 13

Let me know as always if you liked, thank everyone so much for coming on this journey!

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THE RESCUE

Japan, circa 2014

The crowd away from home was more subdued, and Prince Devitt lived for it. The chance to make people squirm in their seats- do they applaud the crazy foreign man? The Prince would always hold some hearts here in this alien land. He rode in on the shoulders of Fale, towering over every possible opponent, and sure to be seen at every turn. Prince Devitt and the Demon King would bow to no man, woman or supernatural being. The fire burned in his veins, he owned this place, the tension in the air was his oxygen and the bated breaths made his heart pump.

Japan had been yet to learn of the Demon king, but they would. Soon. Was the promise from the king, they would unveil him and Japan would have their new ruler. The plans were in motion and were going to go without a hitch. The Bullet Club would have their supernatural side on full blast, and they would be revealed to the world. The NJPW scene wasn’t the biggest, but once they saw Balor, he would span over media. Balor would reach to the furthest corners of the world, and using Devitt’s body would only enhance it.

Gallows and Anderson were at his side, followed by Bad Luck Fale and Tama Tonga. The club was on their way to the ring, Young Bucks were soon to follow. Balor had been warning the Prince, the Young Bucks would soon turn. It would not matter. They are young, they will make mistakes. But the King and Prince will show them.

Devitt could only agree with Balor, anything for the King.

The match could only be described as how to burn the building down. Devitt had won but it was no easy contest, and this showed when he offered his hand to shake his opponent’s. Another foreign man wanting to make a name for himself. He will unfortunately disappear all too soon over here. Balor whispered into Devitt’s ear and he agreed. Sometimes people just didn’t make it. The audience showed their appreciation, and Devitt saw his opponent blow a kiss to someone in the crowd. He looked in curiosity to see another man clapping and smiling and Balor laughed Love will make you weak. What they didn’t see was the Young Bucks jump onto the ring, and run into Devitt’s opponent from behind. The ringing of the bell was what alerted him to the attack.

The Bucks were stomping and throwing everything they had at the man, but Devitt just froze. Balor was quiet. Devitt grabbed the nearest twin and yanked him away from the slaughter. The Bucks turned to him now. “He’s beaten, leave him.” Devitt’s voice sounded strange, even to his own ears when he spoke this. The twins looked at him like he had another head, the bell ringing had made him feel like he had grown one. “He challenged you, you beat him, we beat him. That’s how the Bullet Club works!” One of the twins was shouting at him now, and Devitt didn’t care to make a note of which it was. The other was slowly circling him now, and Balor noticed that a fight was about to occur. Balor also saw a lack of Gallows or Anderson at ringside, and judging by the bruises decorating the Young Bucks’ hands, Gallows and Anderson had already had their party. “So this is how it ends.” Was the only sentence from Prince Devitt, and he acknowledged the irony of the Prince and King being taken down by their followers. There is a poem for this I am sure, but please focus on the fight. Balor chastised his young body and Devitt shook his head.

The blow from behind had not been expected, and when Devitt turned, he saw Fale standing tall over him. Shit. Fale had been a key follower and reinforcement of Devitt’s reign, and this coup had clearly been building from the inside- judging by the anger in Fale’s eyes, he had been the first to turn. Devitt scrambled to the ropes in an attempt to either pull himself to his feet or roll from the ring, unfortunately, Fale gripped his ankle and pulled him back to the slaughter. Balor was ringing at the door and it wouldn’t be long until Devitt gave him full reign of his body.

Another body slammed down onto the mat.

Prince Devitt’s previous opponent was also going to be treated to the bruising kicks to the ribs apparently.

A scream entered the ring, and Tama Tonga came for the split blood. Devitt knew he would not be having help from the Tongan, there would be no man to ever fully win Tama over- he was only ever on the side that best suited him.

The ringing in Devitt’s ears grew louder and louder, the bell continued and the crowd was now screaming. The body that Devitt was in lashed its arm out, and fire shot from his fingers, catching onto the banners at the side of the ring. The Prince noticed but his assailants didn’t, the Prince also noticed that he was no longer in control. It seemed that Balor was not either, fight or flight had taken over. The body was acting of its own accord in an attempt to save itself. Devitt could only silently watch as the flames grew, and more energy shot from his body. There was a different bell now, a fire alarm. The crowd was dispersing, the blows lessened, and feet ran away.

Devitt struggled to move, the attack had been extensive. He was currently sporting broken ribs, a fractured arm and some form of head injury yet to be determined. He shut his eyes and wished to be in the room at the hotel, the smoke from the flames were reaching him now. I might be able to teleport, but you have to trust me. Balor spoke calmly but quickly, the sense of urgency in his voice unmistakeable; and Devitt had no other option but to allow the Demon King complete control of his body.

They vanished just as a support beam fell from above.

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Present Day

Something was keeping me awake. It could be the fear from the earlier conversation, it could be the fear that every single person I knew had been lying to me.

It could be the fear that I was nothing without this supernatural side. I was nothing before interacting with Finn, there was nothing special about me. I would die here and I would be forgettable again.

My cheek was red and sore to the touch from the conversation in the day, but as I saw street lamps light up I knew something was going to happen tonight- so I had to keep my injuries to the back of my mind. I had to concentrate, tonight is the night that it will happen.

A noise from the door in front of me grabbed my attention. I shifted in my chair, I wasn’t quite ready for my kidnapper to kill me yet, there were still things that I had to come to terms with. The door jiggled again, someone was messing with the lock. I looked around, panicking because I was tied to the chair this time. Nothing came to mind, and even if I did decide to move I’d fall over in the chair and have to die looking like an idiot.

When Seth burst through the door I think I actually peed my pants a little.

He was red in the face and his hair was unkempt, he was followed by Ambrose, Anderson, Gallows and Roman- Finn came in last and attempted to barricade the door. They all looked like they had been running from something. Seth smiled his crooked smile at me and began to run towards me, just as Finn screamed for him to stop.

A light flew from the floor. Straight into Seth. Seth screamed and froze.

I cried out from my chair and uselessly tugged at the restraints, Seth had a look of pure agony frozen on his face and my heart hurt to look. Dean shifted in the background with nervous energy, Roman was sniffing the air whilst Gallows, Anderson and Finn watched Seth. “Fucking do something!” I didn’t even realise my thoughts had been said aloud until everyone looked to me. Gallows turned to Anderson and muttered something, Finn hung in the background and wouldn’t even look at me. Dean shifted into my line of sight “Ya got anything to cut with?” His question shook me out of my rage and I shook my head.

Roman shook his head and his bun wiggled with it, he looked at the floor and kicked a stone across to where Seth was stood. A light came to the stone and I saw cracks form in it. My eyes widened in fear for Seth, who was still stuck in place.

You’re safe, he wants to make everyone suffer. You’re in a protected ring.

The voice from earlier came back into my panicked thoughts and squirmed in my chair, shifting it until I fell to my side. A coin fell from my pocket and rolled just past my head, where it was hit with light and frozen. Anderson stepped forward and scanned the floor “Obviously this was meant to hurt, the rock and coin have almost disintegrated straight away- Rollins is stuck.” He looked to me and spoke again “Think you can catch sweetness?” I nodded and he reached into his jacket, chucking me something small. It landed relatively near my hand, and I scooted closer until I could reach- a pocket knife.

I started working on my bonds, looking up to Seth every now and then to make sure no cracks had started to show. When I was free I jumped up and stood where the chair had been- dead centre. I looked at the men in the room “What now?”. A distinct tattooed arm wrapped around Dean from behind and pulled him through a side door. Before he disappeared I could already see the shaking smile on his face as his possessor took over. Roman scowled and went after Dean, fur sprouting as he shouted “Orton!” to us. I was left with a frozen Seth and The Balor Club, their leader wouldn’t look at me.

This had nothing to do with me, I had no idea how any of this worked! I was just some tech girl who wasn’t anything special! I was angry crying now, rubbing furiously at the tears as they fell. Gallows and Anderson were talking softly with Finn and I saw Finn shake his head and step further back from them “I’m useless here.” Is all I could see from his lips.

I turned to look at Seth again and my heart hurt at his face, twisted in agony over me. I caused him this much pain. I went to reach for him, and was an inch away. Even that made me miserable, I couldn’t share his pain or take any away from him. I looked into his soft brown eyes and remembered the almost kiss we shared, before something blasted him into the wall. I retreated back into my safe circle. If I had just kept my head down we wouldn’t be in this mess, if I just worked harder and didn’t have a social life then everyone would be fine. I would be alone, but it would be better than this.

Seth had been frozen for too long now, and I couldn’t begin to imagine how painful it was. I began to walk further back from the scene, Seth frozen in place and The Balor Club assessing the situation, testing how far the circle went with whatever they could find.

An arm wrapped around my throat.

A strangled noise came from my mouth before he applied the pressure to silence me completely. “Hello boys” I could hear his smile behind my right ear, and although I could breathe- I wasn’t about to say anything to make him tighten his arm. We had everyone’s attention in the room, and Anderson spoke first “So you’re the one behind all this?” My kidnapper laughed and I could feel him nod. Finn stepped forward “Who even are you?” His voice was blank, and his face said nothing- I desperately wanted him to look at me and tell me it was going to be okay. I wanted some reassurance from someone, hell I’d even take it from Gallows!

“Oh sweetness, I don’t expect you to know me. I’m just here to play.”

Finn’s face hardened “I don’t want to play. You clearly know who we are.”

He shuffled behind me “But where’s the fun? Prince Devitt was much more open to games.”

Finn tensed and Gallows put his hand on his shoulder. Finn smiled tightly “Prince Devitt ain’t about anymore. Ya got me instead. How about a deal for this game?” I was seriously contemplating killing Finn myself at this point, Seth was still frozen, my kidnapper had his arm wrapped completely around my neck and he wanted to play a game? To make a deal? Whilst I was seething with anger, apparently they had made their deal. My kidnapper whispered some words that I didn’t understand, and Seth unfroze with a scream. Gallows grabbed him from the circle and made sure he wouldn’t stumble back into it by accident.

My chest ached for him, to run and hug him- to make sure he was okay. To make sure he was angry with me. It was my fault this was all happening. Gallows spoke up now “Y/N, stop thinking like that.” I looked to him in shock, with wide eyes. The laugh came from behind me again “Mind reader, idiot.” He stage whispered in my ear and I tensed up against him. He yanked my head to the side and I felt him sniff my neck “She smells good fellas”. Finn tensed but shuffled behind Anderson, taking Seth from Gallows- Seth looked like dead weight on his shoulders.

“It’s boring without them in your life isn’t it Y/N? Just so normal and PLAIN. You were nothing before you got messed about with these pricks and now look. I was someone before I messed with them, now I’m nothing. I feel like I know how you’ve felt.”

He cackled in my ear once more and I turned my head away from it, the sound horrifically smooth considering how crooked he was. Feel in your pocket. The knife, you moron.

I wanted to growl at the voice inside my head, but it was right. Inside my front pocket was the knife that had been thrown to me, how I managed to put it there was beyond me. As I reached for it, Gallows cocked his head at me- apparently he had heard what had been said in my head. He shook his head slowly to me, and I kept my fist tight around the pocket knife. Anderson looked past my head “How do you know us? You mentioned Prince Devitt- New Japan then.” My kidnapper loosened his grip around my neck and chuckled.

“Karl. You’ve lost weight.” He twitched against my back “Finn- Prince Devitt. You’re more muscular nowadays, but goodness me if that modelling stint didn’t give a guy wet dreams.” He slurped his lips next to my ear, and made a kissing noise- I tried to wriggle away from him. “Now, now, now- where do you think you’re going?” He grabbed my arm and twisted, forcing me down onto my knees and producing a gun in seconds. I think I was past the point of shock.

Finn was my mate, he was also the Demon King, Gallows could read minds, I had been kidnapped- and my kidnapper had frozen Seth in magic.

A gun actually felt relatively normal in this situation.

“Well, since we’re not on first name terms, you can call me Mason.” The hand that had a hold of my arm moved to my shoulder and squeezed, I wanted to shrug him off but my arm was in pain and who knew what he was going to do next.

‘Mason’ fell quiet and waited. It was a clear power move, he had the answers and he had me- everything they came for was in his hand. But, in The BC’s favour was the fact this guy was batshit crazy. I knew from experience that he wouldn’t stay quiet for too long, eventually his erratic behaviour needed to expand and go somewhere. So it was all a matter of time. I looked to Gallows again in the meantime, attempting to catch his attention without being caught- his eyes flickered to me.

I have a voice inside my head telling me to do stuff. I still have the knife in my pocket. Give me a signal and I can stab his foot or something. By the wince on his face, I didn’t need to have shouted everything towards him, but he still nodded slightly.

The tension hung in the air, and I knew one side had to give in first. “Why are you doing this?” I guess it couldn’t have hurt for me to break the silence. Boy, was I wrong.

Using the butt of the gun, Mason smacked the back of my neck and jarred my head forwards. The three men in front of me tensed, and Finn looked murderous. “Ouch, dickwad.” I rubbed the back of my neck, and craned it up to look at the ceiling when he slammed the gun into my nose- of course it bled instantly. The boys were now protesting and stepping forward, before my eyes watered and I blinked. I sat forward and leant down, blood slipping to the floor and I pinched my nose- luckily it wasn’t broken, or not that I could tell. I got the hint that I was to not talk anymore.

“Since you won’t ask questions, I’ll have to answer hers. 4 years ago Balor- do you remember where you were?” He was gripping my shoulder tightly again, pressing his fingers in my skin deep. Finn shook his head, but his expression was guarded- he knew where he was but wanted Mason to say.

“Your last match in New Japan. Almost to the day it is… Your last match, and you burnt the building down after. There was only one casualty when there should have been two. You fucked up your Bullet Club for your Demon King and when they attacked you burnt the building down!” His voice rose until it was almost a screech at the end. Mason’s fingers suddenly left my shoulder and I flinched- expecting another attack. When I looked up he was pointing his gun at Finn.

“You should be dead. You need to be dead. Dead for what you did to him.” Finn caught onto something at that, recognition swept over his face.

“Tha was you, in the crowd.” His voice was lower and stable compared to Mason’s. Mason started to nod, and I noticed tears had formed in his eyes. “There’s not a day where I don’t regret wha happened in that buildin” Finn spoke softer, as if he was trying to calm a wild animal. Mason shrieked with laughter:

“You don’t regret it! You live for moments like those! Your Demon KNEW what was happening, and so did you! You killed him! Murdered in cold blood because you couldn’t keep a lid on Club business!”

He was pacing behind me now, the floor vibrating with every step he took. I closed my eyes, it was about the time I stopped watching New Japan because I ended up working on the road with WWE. All I can remember was the Bullet Club turning on their leader Prince Devitt, it had been speculated that he was moving across to WWE after the next NJPW PPV. The building had a freak accident, the cameras had been cut just before the fire came out; but the fire had completely consumed the whole building. By the sounds of it, someone didn’t make it out as it had been reported. I shook my head, of course. Mason’s soulmate.

Gallows had been looking at me and following along in my head, and he leant to Finn and whisper in his ear. Finn looked at Mason. “Your mate.” Mason let go of me completely and paced around the small space we had.

“You see Balor? It doesn’t actually matter if I’m someone important. I am a nobody with nothing who reduced you to this. You fucking strut around like you own the place! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DO TO PEOPLE!” He screamed at Finn who flinched with his words, I guess no matter what you tell yourself, you’re guilty in some ways. By this time my nose had stopped bleeding, but Mason had bit his lip enough that blood and spittle were flying from his mouth.

“He was my fucking world. Is my world. Everything since that day has been about getting back at you. I’m a useless Seelie, but I did my research. I had time on my hands, so much time after he died. I lost direction, but I’ve planned this for the last four fucking years.”

Anderson laughed at him “Wasn’t that great of a plan since it didn’t work out!” Karl smiled at his observation and I closed my eyes, not while I’m still here and he still has a gun Karl. Mason laughed along with him, and slowly Karl’s laugh died off. Mason aimed the gun into the back of my head and nudged my head forward slightly.

“Such a waste, just like killing David was.”

I jerked to the side as he pulled the trigger, and the bullet went through my neck into the ground in front of me. I don’t think I even screamed. I heard the Club shout just as I faded into black.

What a shit rescue.

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Finn’s heart lurched as Y/N fell forward and blood began to pool underneath her. Mason looked down at where she had been with wide eyes- no one had expected that apparently. Finn roared and stepped to the front, intending to go to Mason and rip his spine from his body.

A door behind Mason opened, and Dean Ambrose stumbled in looking dishevelled and wild- spotting Mason he grinned. Mason was oblivious, instead choosing to grin at Finn and point at Y/N on the floor. Roman was next through the door, dragging a bloody Randy Orton behind him. Roman looked over to Seth being held up by Finn and promptly dropped Orton on the floor. The two Shield members started walking over to an oblivious Mason.

Finn was barely keeping himself contained, but knowing he didn’t have any Balor right now made him practically normal. He could smell her blood from where he was stood, and saw the unsteady rise and fall of her chest- but it wouldn’t be long until she bled out on the floor. Roman tapped Mason on the shoulder and he didn’t even turn, his smile spreading as he said “Someone smell wet dog?” Roman rolled his eyes and punched the back of Mason’s neck, making him stumble forward and into the space that was the deadly area. Nothing happened. Mason grinned, there hadn’t been anything stopping them the entire time!

Finn pounced on him.

They landed on the floor and rolled, Finn straddled his waist and punched through Mason’s weak blocks- and his face quickly became bloody. Mason was laughing and encouraging him.

“You was there the whole time Finn! Why couldn’t you save her? There was nothing stopping you!”

Mason laughed, even when Finn’s right hook took a tooth from his mouth. There was nothing left of Finn, he was just a feeling. Pure anger, rage unfiltered. Nothing else was in his head, and he was panting by the time Luke and Roman dragged him from what was left of Mason. Luke spoke but Finn was still focused on Mason. Karl stepped into view, past Mason and over to Y/N. Finn blinked multiple times before their voices came ringing through “-lost so much. It’s a stretch, I can probably take some of it- just not all of it. Get everyone to the cars and bring them round- need to make a quick route to the hospital.” Understanding dawned on Finn, Karl was going to try and take the wound from Y/N’s neck- but she had lost so much blood. The fight they had to even get here was draining on them all. Apparently Mason had set traps for all of them no matter which route they took.

Mason gurgled from the floor and lifted his head to once again grin at Finn.

“He can’t reverse it all bud. I made sure of that, my magic may be limited, but my research wasn’t.”

With the final jab he laid his head back down and coughed before chuckling to himself. Finn went lax in Luke and Roman’s arms, and they set him on the floor. Karl was touching Y/N’s neck gently, and the other hand was on her bare shoulder. Finn watched as some of the neck injury healed, the wound was still deep but the blood flowing from it was significantly lessened. Karl looked pale when he let go and stumbled to his feet, shuffling over to Mason’s body before kneeling next to him. Karl spoke just loud enough for Finn to hear him “I hope you never find your mate again for this. There’s a special place for people like you.” Karl lunged forward and wrapped his hands around Mason’s neck, not chocking but so he could feel Mason’s neck under his fingers.

Finn stared as Mason’s neck started leaking blood, the wound opening itself on the side of his neck- but not deep enough to kill him. Karl stood from Mason and wiped himself off. “It probably won’t kill him because it’s his magic, but it will still suck.” Mason gurgled in reply and Karl came across to Finn, reaching for his bloody fists and Finn moved them away from him.

At that moment, Dean Ambrose burst through the door they had first come in. Finn hadn’t even noticed The Shield leave. Gallows and Anderson walked to Y/N and picked her up gingerly whilst Finn was offered a hand by the lunatic. Finn studied Ambrose and saw the twitching was still there, making Finn feel uncomfortable, but there was no owl head so he supposed Dean was as himself as he was going to get. Finn murmured his thanks and Dean replied “Of course, Demon King.” With a slight incline of his head they both turned to the door and out to the car.

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