#Now lets hope WWE does right by her when she comes back

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Jey Uso x Fem!Superstar!Reader

synopsis: Just Jey being your number-one supporter <33

warnings: none really, just some fluff (who doesn't love a lil fluff!?) + suggestiveness sprinkled in

word count: 1,289

a/n: first fic on here! I hope this isn't too bad for my first time 🫣 I wanted to write something simple and sweet for Jey bae so here yall go <3

"You gon kill it out there bae!" you smile at your loving boyfriend, Jey, who's sitting on the couch in your locker room while you prep for your championship match against Charlotte Flair. The two of you have had an ongoing rivalry for the past couple of weeks. Tonight was finally the night to settle it, with you defending your Women's Championship Title.

"You know it, baby! Imma go out there, deal with her ass and come back STILL being champ." you said confidently, following your pre-match stretch routine. After finally being moved to Smackdown's main roster, you'd been everywhere. From doing promos almost every week, many main event matches on Smackdown, and even having a couple matches on bigger shows like Fastlane, You couldn't be missed. And Jey was loving every single bit of it. He truly was your number-one supporter. He always encouraged you to take every opportunity offered to you.

After Jey left the mess that is now the Bloodline, he had more time to be with you but also doing his own thing on Raw. He essentially became the Paul Heyman to your Roman Reigns. Whether it be him hyping you up, posting you on his Instagram, or being there for your matches, his support was unmatched. In return, you'd do the exact same for him.

"You damn right! Can't wait to see yo sexy ass in that ring." he says with a big smile. You roll your eyes playfully. "You think im playin', that damn gear is gon be the death of me!" When you got upgraded to the main roster, you wanted new gear. Something that said sexy but badass. You can't lie, your new gear really showed off your toned figure. "Keep it in your pants Jey, I still gotta match remember?" you giggle. "plusss, I need my number one supporter in the right headspace!". He looks at you with a straight face, "C'mon on y/nnn, we got like, thirty minutes till you on." He gives you that look while he slowly starts to manspread. You strut towards him with a big smile on your face, finding your spot on his lap and giving him a kiss on the lips. He smiles at you as his hands find your waist, pulling you closer into another kiss.

The two of continue your mini make-out session. "goddamn, you so fine". His hands are all over you and you moan quietly at his words before being interrupted by a knock at the door. "Y/N you're on in five!" It was someone from production letting you know it's time to go. Jey still continued to kiss you until you gently pushed him away. "Jey we gotta go," you say as he continues to kiss down your neck. You push him away with more force this time, standing up to grab your title and touch up your makeup. He gives you an annoyed look. "Once I retain my title, I'm all yours for the night. We can do whatever you want." you wink at him, heading toward the door. "Yeah?" he runs his hand over his beard, looking at you. "Bet, just know imma hold you to that baby" he says getting up and following you.

The two of you finally reach the gorilla position, waiting for your theme music to play. "You ready Uce?" he asks you. "Hell yeah, Lets do this shit!" he grabs your hand and does his classic "YEEET" that always makes you laugh. Once you hear your music, the two of you walk out hand in hand. You look at the crowd and smile. The fans love the unstoppable duo you and Jey have become. (they secretly love you more but don't tell Jey)

"Accompanied to the ring by Main Event Jey Uso, she is the WWE Women's Champion, Y/N!".

You smile hearing the announcer's introduction. You've always dreamed of being a WWE Superstar and it feels like a dream every time you walk out. The title around your waist shines against all the lights in the arena. You and Jey high-five fans as you make your way to the ring. Once reaching the ring, Jey holds the ropes open for you and holds his hand out. You take his hand, entering the ring. You climb the turnbuckles on each corner showing off your prized possession, Jey right behind you hyping you and crowd up like always. Before he leaves the ring, Jey kisses you, making the crowd go wild. "Good luck baby, you got this shit in the bag.". Your music dies down and you stare down Charlotte. You wave the title in her face, reminding her know who runs this division.

*Ding Ding Ding*

The two of yall give it your all. Clotheslines, DDTs, Dropkicks, suicide dives out the ring, you name it. Jey watches from the side of the ring constantly rooting for you, even distracting the ref if you need a minute to breathe.

"Yea Uce! Show her who the real champ!!"

"Cmon Y/N, you know how we do it"

"Get her ass good!"

You hit a crazy move? "Yeeeeet" and the crowd follows.

You finally hit Charlotte with a Superkick, paying homage to your man of course, knocking her to the ground. You climb to the top of the turnbuckle to hit your finisher. You look around at the crowd, they're chanting your name and you smile. You blow a kiss to your boyfriend before hitting a Swanton Bomb on her, finally going for the pin.

1...2...3...

Here's your winner, and STILL The WWE Women's Champion, Y/N!

You slowly rise back up, the biggest smile on your face as your title is returned to you. Jey rushes to your side, hugging you, telling you how proud he is of you. He raises your hand in the air, symbolizing your victory. You raise the title up with your other hand, staring into the camera in front of you, and begin your world-famous shit-talking.

"Can't nobody take away MY title, NO ONE."

"I run this division!"

Jey stares at you in awe for a moment and adds his two cents in.

"Aint nobody on top of us Uce, some real Day One Ish, YEET!"

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The two of yall finally make it back to your locker room. Jey hugs you from behind, kissing your cheek down to your neck. "Damn, you did that!" You laugh at him. "I told you I was gonna beat her ass!" you say as you gather your stuff.

"I love watchin' you kick ass, just does somthin' to me baby." he says kissng your cheek again.

"Oh really?

"Whatchu mean 'oh really', you know what yo sexy ass does to me! I been told you this.". Both of yall laugh at his horny comment. "Don't think I forgot about our little comprise, we gon finish what we started on that damn couch."

You turn to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck, his hands finding your waist once more. "Trust me Jey, I didn't forget.". You lean in to kiss him, only to turn back around and continue packing. "Ooo yo ass is so lucky I love you." Once you finish packing your stuff, you walk over to your man, whos patiently sitting on the couch. "Let's get back to the hotel so I can show you how much I appreciate your endless support", you say, smirking at him, slowly turning around and heading towards the door. He quickly gets up and picks you up bridal style.

"Oh my god, Jey what the hell?!" you laugh

"You takin' too damn long and you look too damn good for me to wait any longer"

Let's just say you were in for a longgggg night.

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Survivor Series 2023

I was wrong...

When the copyright logo popped up on the bottom right corner to close out Survivor Series, I thought that was it, but it wasn't. Chicago's own, CM Punk made his WWE return after nine years. I have mixed emotions about his return.

Punk made his return to professional wrestling in 2021 for All Elite Wrestling. It was magical. Seeing Punk back in a wrestling ring was a moment I'll never forget because I never thought I'd see it. He even gave out the ice-cream bars he wanted so badly during his WWE run. Punk looked happy, I know I was. Then came the media scrum. This was embarrassing to watch. The unprofessionalism from Punk was through the roof. He threw the EVP's under bus, while insulting Adam Page. He dragged the company through the mud, while Tony Khan sat there looking defeated. Punk said he ''didn't approach it in the right manner" in an interview, but it was too late, the damage was done. The Young Bucks and Kenny Omega were suspended and the first trios champions had to vacate titles. While Punk was suspended, he was also injured, so he didn't matter if he was going to miss TV anyway. I also blame Khan not putting a stop to the media scum once Punk started going off. He should of shut Punk down and sent him home. Instead, Punk got his own show, Collision.

Collision could only have certain talent on it. No way were the Bucks, Omega or Page allowed on this show. Apparently Cristopher Daniels, Matt Hardy and Ryan Nemeth were turned away. I hated all of this. During his time off to rehab his injury, Punk showed up at WWE, but had to leave shortly after. It seemed like Punk knew his time was going to be short in AEW.

Punk would get into another altercation, but this time with Jack Perry at All In 2023. This was another disgraceful moment for CM Punk. This led him to being fired as Khan said he feared for his life. I don't feel like AEW quite recovered since the media scrum. Khan did not handle Punk well, so a lot of the blame goes to him, but Punk is the veteran here. He should of known better. Look at Sting, a veteran whose caused zero issues during his time in AEW. Sting come across as a humble and grateful individual.

When Punk was fired WWE, I thought there was no way he was going back. For weeks I heard CM Punk chants, and I honestly found them frustrating and pointless. But I was wrong. They weren't pointless. The fans that hoped and said that he would return were right. As bad as Punk's time in AEW was, he's history with WWE looked worse. He was never given the chance he deserved in the company for a long time. He never got that WrestleMania main event. He almost died due to a MRSA staph infection that was mismanaged thanks to a WWE doctor, and let's not forget that he was fired on his wedding day. So to see him last night was a shocker. I can't say I'm excited due to the mans history, but I'm interested in the plan going forward. How does it effect storylines going forward? Have plans now changed? Who will Punk face first? How does his return effect the dynamic in the locker room? So many unanswered questions.

Let's jump into the first match. It was the women's WarGames. This match never got boring. It worked at a nice pace. There were some high risk moves, but everyone came out safe. I thought Shotzi was going to die when she used a chair to leap off of and almost landed head/neck on it. Iyo Skye stood on top of the cage and put a bin over her and leapt off. I loved that spot. Charlotte Flair also did backflip off the top cage and almost landed directly on her feet. The tension between Becky Lynch and Charlotte got resolved as they worked together. The babyfaces won when Bayley took the pin. There were two moments during this match when Bayley stepped into save her teammates, but I have a feeling she will get the blame for being pinned. Bayley has been a heel for four years now, so it's time to mix it up. Overall, this was a pretty good match.

Gunther and The Miz had a way better match than I expected. At one point I thought Miz had it won when he delivered a low blow and skull crushing finale to Gunther, who kicked out. The Miz lost here and that was a good thing. As mentioned, I want to see Miz go through a bad patch after this. Change his character up. Have him scratch and claw his way back.

Santos Escobar has an exciting bout with Dragon Lee. Santos won clean, but he needed to look strong as he has just gone solo. Lee looked great and he is still new enough to the WWE, so the loss isn't major.

Zoey Stark and Rhea Ripley had decent match. Stark lost, and she still needs more time to develop, but I think she's got something special about her.

The men's WarGames didn't pull me in like I thought it would. Maybe having two WarGames matches in one night is not the best idea as it takes away some of the magic of the match. I didn't think anyone slacked or did a bad job, it just didn't excite me. Although, Randy Orton's return did get me invested. Orton looked great as he packed on some muscle. The babyfaces won the match and CM Punk returned to eye up the competition in the ring.

This was a solid PLE, even tough it was obvious Gunther, Ripley and Santos were going over. I don't know what the fall out for the men and women of the WarGames matches will be, but having Bayley turn face would in interesting. With Punk watching on after the men's match, we have some stuff cooking for the Royal Rumble.

[plentyoffandoms]

hi, love your writing.

TW: mention of SH, drugs and alcohol dependance

I would like to request a Jon Moxley x F!reader x Ex-boyfriend!Seth Rollins, where Seth broke her heart and she leaves WWE to join AEW and her and Jon (+ Eddie) reunite. But he quickly sees that she's not over her heartbreak (weird marks on her arms, she is always drunk and/or high) and Jon and Eddie try everything to make her happy but along the way Jon and Reader fall in love

Jon Moxley x f/Reader x ex!Seth Rollins

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

Warnings: Some swearing. Self-harm, drug & alcohol dependence.

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Colby - Seth Rollins

Summary: f/Reader has left the WWE after a bad breakup from Seth Rollins. Tony Khan has offered her a job at AEW & reconnects with Jon Moxley & Eddie Kingston, but she is hiding something from her friends.

Jon Moxley's POV:

The moment I saw YN standing there talking to Tony Khan, I knew something was off about her.

Her smile didn't quite reach her eyes. She was wearing long shirts even though it is very hot right now because it is the middle of summer.

YN didn't want to hang out after shows or conventions and she was always up for a good time.

That was before her break up with Colby.

The two of them dated for years and everyone who knew them, myself included, thought they were going to get married.

But then rumours began to spread that Colby was stepping out on YN. I even asked him if it was true and he said he wasn't.

That he could never do that to her. But he was lying to me and everyone else who asked him.

The moment the news of him cheating on YN with Becky came to light, I tried calling her to see if she needed anything.

But YN never returned my calls. The last thing I heard was that she quit WWE and has hardly made an appearance since.

But about seven months ago when I saw her standing there, I hugged her with all my might and told her how happy I am to see her.

She hugged me tight too, telling me how much she missed me. Then we heard Eddie calling for her and he came and joined us.

The three of us went to dinner that night and I didn't notice then how she kept asking for another drink right after her glass would be empty.

But I sure as hell noticed when we would go out and she would buy a bunch of shots and they would all be for her.

I just figured she was just having a good time, so I didn't bring it up, but Eddie did.

Their conversation and their fight that happened after said conversation still pops into my mind from time-to-time.

"YN, maybe you should slow down a bit," Eddie said to her. YN pretended to ignore him as she downed two more shots. So he repeated himself once more.

"Mind your business, Eddie. Damn, you don't see me saying anything to you about how much you fuckin' smoke." YN slurred her words.

The two of them went back and forth, getting louder and louder until she threw her drink in his face.

I quickly got behind YN and held her arms behind her back as she was reaching for another drink to throw at him.

Then she looked at her phone as it lit up indicating that she got a notification. I let her go when I felt she was calm enough.

She gave Eddie the finger as she passed him and the two of them haven't spoken since then.

Since that night, it has seemed like she has pulled herself away from the two of us. She comes to work and does what she needs to do, and then she is gone.

Eddie has tried to talk to her, to apologise for that night and their fight, but she just ignores him.

I have tried too as well, but she just tells me she doesn't want to talk about it, so I let it slide.

When I don't bring up her odd behaviour, YN is fine, almost like her old self before the breakup, which I have asked her if she wants to talk about it.

I saw the pained expression come over her face when I last brought it up, but her expression quickly went back to being normal.

"Jon, honey, I am fine. I am trying to move on from Colby."

"I know but," she placed her finger against my lips to shush me.

"There is no buts. I have to work past this myself." I knew she was right, but I wanted to be there for her.

YN's POV:

I looked at myself in the mirror and just sighed as I brought the bottle to my lips and chugged the beer. 'Another day, another shitty day.' I thought to myself.

I left the bathroom and looked around the hotel room, looking at all the empty bottles of alcohol that I had all over the place.

It was almost check-out time and if I left the place like this, the housekeeping may complain and I don't want that.

Actually I don't want it to get back to anyone from AEW who pays for my accommodations, so with a heavy head, I clean as best as I could.

But I have to stop and rush to the bathroom to throw up the contents of my stomach and the vomit seems to burn even worse than usual.

I laid my head on cool, bathroom floor and curled into myself, wondering once again how I have fallen so far.

'That's right because of Colby and Becky.'

Just the thought of them had me reaching for the small bag I keep on the bathroom counter.

I opened the bag and pull out the small razer blade, looked at it and brought it to my skin. Leaving a new mark on me, hoping I will feel something this time.

But I felt nothing as I cried as I held up my arms and saw the blood dripping down them.

In the haze of my tears and thoughts, I heard my phone ringing. I recognised the ring tone and new it was Jon.

"Hello?" I answered as normal as I could.

"YN, are you okay? You sound like you have been crying."

"No, no I am good Jon. Just stubbed my toe."

"Okay, well I am waiting downstairs with Eddie. We have to leave soon and we won't leave with out you."

I almost scowled when he said Eddie was with him but I didn't. I knew Eddie was just being a friend and looking out for me.

"I'll be done there soon. Just gonna shower quickly and tell Eddie I say hi."

I got ready as fast as I could and went down to the main lobby to see if what Jon said was true and yup, they are still there.

Eddie gave me a hug and we apologised to one another. I knew he was just looking out for me.

Jon was standing to the side, with his arms crossed smiling at the two of us. I felt my stomach flutter and my face heat up when I saw him looking at us.

I cleared my throat and pulled away from Eddie. Jon put his arm across my shoulders and leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

I felt the fluttering once again in my stomach and I just pushed it aside as the three of us left the hotel and on to our next destination.

~

Whenever I saw Jon after that, I felt the same fluttering in my stomach and I would sometimes turn into a bubblering mess.

But I soon learned to push my developing feelings away and focus on myself and just having a good time with my friends.

In every city we go to know, the three of us are always doing something. We see the local attractions, go to the amusement parks, shop and eat at the best restaurants that we want to try.

Being with Jon and Eddie has made me want to work on myself and I have been trying to cut back on smoking and drinking.

Thinking I can do it myself, but I found that I still needed it to function. Like right now for example.

There is a wrestling convention going on and I was standing outside, with a joint between my fingers. Just trying to smoke enough that I can handle today, but I am already waiting to head down to the nearest bar and drink.

I was about to head back inside when I saw the two of them walking towards me. Before I knew it, I found myself pulling my phone out of my pocket and looking for the closest bar.

I had to get away from everyone, but I sure as hell can not be in the same building as Colby and Becky.

Jon Moxley's POV:

I am sitting next to Eddie and the spot next to me is empty. Eddie and I were both looking at our phones, wondering where the hell she is.

We both tried calling her and texting. No response.

"Where the hell is she?" I asked him probably for the fourth time.

"I don't know Jon, but she said she would be here and YN always keeps her word." I was going to respond to him when the first fan came up.

Have to focus now on this but YN wasn't too far from my mind.

~

Break time, finally.

I told Eddie I would try to find her, but as I went to go searching for YN, I felt my phone vibrate and I looked at the screen and saw that is from YN.

In between the many added letters, there was a name of a Bar and saw that it wasn't far.

I practically ran to it and the smell of weed and smoke invaded my nose once I opened the door.

I looked around the dark room and saw that YN was at the jukebox, wobbling back and forth.

"Let's get you home YN," I said to her when I got to her. YN looked up at me and her eyes were glossy.

"Come on, time for some food and coffee," I said to her gently. I grasped her wrist and pulled her towards me, but with how drunk she was, YN stumbled into me.

"I'm fine Jon." YN slurred as she tried to push me away.

"I know you are but why don't we leave here, just you and I huh?" YN pushed away from me and I watched as she went to a table in the corner and sat down.

"Come on YN, we have to go." I tried to coax her once more. "I will get your favourite food and chocolate bar?" That had her interest.

It was at that moment I realised she wasn't wearing her usual long shirt or jacket. Even in this dim lighting, I can see the new and faded marks and scars on her arms.

My heart broke when I could finally see what the hell she has been hiding from everyone.

"Let's go home, love." I softly said to YN as I helped her stand and held her against my side as we left.

~

I took her straight to my hotel room and had as much food and coffee delivered to my room.

I called Tony and told him that YN was out sick and that is why she wasn't there and why she wasn't answering her phone earlier. That I became worried about her and went to her room and found her sleeping. I don't know if he believed me but he just said okay.

I did call Eddie and I told him what is going on and that I will be staying with her.

YN ate as much as she could and went straight to sleep afterwards. I checked on her periodically to make sure she was okay.

I knew she would wake up and be running for the bathroom or look for a garbage can and I will be right here to help her.

~

YN didn't even see me when she woke up, running to the bathroom. I winced when I heard that sound of her throwing up.

But then I heard her scream when she realised she wasn't in her room. The bathroom door flung open and YN was standing there with a wild look in her eyes.

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"It's me YN. Calm down. It's all okay."

It was like once her vision cleared as well as her mind, she realised where she was. She gave a slight yelp and slammed the door in my face.

"YN," I called out her name.

"Go away Jon. Leave me alone."

"I can't do that and you know that." I could hear her slide down the door and sit on the ground.

"I'm not going anywhere YN." I sat on the bed and patiently waited for her to leave the bathroom.

~

One hour and she hasn't even said another word, but this is getting ridiculous. "Come on YN, you may as well leave bathroom. I'm not going anywhere."

Silence.

I sighed once more. "I am just here if you want to talk. I won't say a word."

"Promise?" Came the meek voice.

"Yes YN, I promise. Now come on out and join me on the bed."

I didn't move or make a sound when I finally saw her tear-stained face appear.

YN joined me on the bed and I waited for her to talk, but she was rubbing her arms up and down and was biting her lip, but I didn't dare make a sound.

Then she started to speak and it all came out of her. Her dependence on booze and drugs to get through the day. The self-harm and she showed me her arms and her inner thighs.

I wanted to say something but I knew if I interrupt her she may not continue.

"I need help, Jon. I want to get help." I pulled her into my arms and rubbed her back as she cried into my chest.

"I am here for you YN."

~

After that day, YN took time off of work to work on herself and Eddie and I were along for the ride.

He and I both took time off as well and we were there for YN whenever she needed us.

There was lots of screaming and yelling between YN and Eddie and at first I thought he just had a crush on her and was acting out like that.

I could feel myself getting jealous at times so I causally brought it up to Eddie...or as casual as I could get.

"You like YN?" I asked him as he was taking a sip of his water. The two of us have decided to give up alcohol to help YN with her recovery.

He almost chocked as water came spitting out of his mouth. "What?" He asked me between coughs.

"Just wondering is all."

"No, I look at her as a sister." Then it was like a light went off in his head.

"You like her? You, Jonathan Good!"

"Will you shut up. Yes, you happy."

"Absolutely you jackass. Just ask her out."

"When she is trying to recover? No, YN may think I am trying to take advantage of her."

"No harm in trying Jon."

I let what Eddie said to me stew for a few days and just thought about it. I could see YN act different between Eddie and I so I figured I will try.

So once she and I were alone, I just blurted it out, with absolutely no thought process behind it.

"Want to go out?"

"I thought that is what we are doing Jon?" YN said and she isn't wrong. We were heading to dinner, just the two of us.

"No, like on a date." She stopped walking and looked at me and she was angry.

"I don't need your pity Jon."

"This isn't pity YN. Fuck, I like you okay? I did before you got with Colby and still do."

"Wait, what? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I didn't want to lose our friendship and you were happy but I get if you still want to be friends."

"Jon, I would like that very much."

"Which one? The date or friends?" I asked her, confused.

"The date. I tried to push my feelings aside for you and I was about to ask you out soon."

"Really?"

"Really. Eddie brought it up to me and he said I should ask you out."

"Of course he did, he did the same thing to me," I said to her with a smile on my face. I put my arm across her shoulders and the two of us went on our first date.

Who would have thought it would be Eddie Moore that would be our cupid?

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Anthony's Stupid Daily Blog (581): Thu 19th Oct 2023

I know the situation in Gaza is terrible but I think the people there can take solace in the fact that James Corden hasn't patronized them by doing a cold open on his chat show saying how sad the whole thing has made him. I checked out last night's Dynamite. The main talking point of the show was Sting announcing he’ll retire at AEW Revolution 2024 which traditionally happens in March so we have six more months of The Icon before he hangs it up for good. Sting was my favourite wrestler as a kid so I suppose I should be thankful that he's been a constant presense in my wrestling fandom ever since I first started watching it. I’m glad he’s getting to go out on his own terms because his WWE run was a complete dud and even though he obviously can't do the things he used to 20 years ago and he can literally only do the bare minimum now he's still the master of getting a pop from the crowd even if that means coming in for key spots while letting Darby Allin do all the heavy lifting. Even though he won't be wrestling any more I hope he sticks around in a managerial or authoritative role because he could still have a lot to offer the up and coming wrestlers. I don't know what Sting has planned for his final six months in wrestling but hopefully he doesn't go to crazy with the dives and we get treated to some dream matches between now and the final showtime. I went to Newcastle for my first proper session with the chiropractor today. They made me watch a video all about holistic healing and medicine before the session started which I rolled my eyes at. Chiropractic definitely works but what bugs me is how they try to postulate the reason that it works is because of magic an this energy that we have inside of us that isn't measurable or really provable in any way but it's definitely there. It's the same with meditation, that obviously works but it's sitting with your eyes closed and breathing gently, OF COURSE you're going to feel more relaxed by the end of it why attach magic to the process? Because my operation took place in my upper neck my chiropractor has to be careful when administering the cracks that you normally get during a rearrangement. When it came to relieving pressure on my upper neck she used one of those mini pogo stick things instead of cracking my neck with her hands. When I went to sign up with the chiropractor in Jarrow he told me that he would ONLY be using the mini pogo stick thing (I'm sure it has a proper name, if the bit of skin between your arsehole and your ballbag has a name then this thing probably does) which put me off going to see this guy. This session wasn't without the cracks though as she pushed down on my lower to mid back and it made some major cracking noises. The right side already feels like there’s less resistance whenever I try to touch my ear with my shoulder but as with the physiotherapy this might just be wishful thinking but I will reserve judgement until after I've had a few sessions to see if they really do start to relieve the discomfort.

[pearls-place]

Yess I love all the same looks!! The classic stage costumes are all amazing it’s hard not to love them all & even his casual looks are so stylish. I really like the half black/white suit and the Hollywood star suit he wore when he received his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. The jacket that says ‘Elton’ I like too! It looks very shiny and the sparkly red platforms he’s also wearing in the Yellow Brick Road cover I love a lot. Ooo YES his hats, platform shoes, & glasses ajedkek I love them all! OH and I also really like the silk red suit with the cheerleading tassel sunglasses :) Since we’re talking about fashion now… what fashion trend do you want to come back into style?

Haha the pictures I sent are quite deceiving! My cats love naps, snuggles, & hogging the couches/beds too as well as CONSTANTLY wrestling one another. I swear sometimes I think they think they’re in a WWE match. Oh yes, the food stealing! Dogs are real good food bandits haha! My cats don’t try to steal my food but I’ve got a big container of cat treats that they’re always trying to get into. Luckily they haven’t figured out how to get it open YET…

Where I am now it doesn’t snow at all so it’s been really really different without the 6 long months of a lot of snow like I’m used to. Especially now during the holidays ahh I’m not used to a green Christmas at all!! Ooo hopefully the weather guys are right, snow for Christmas! I don’t think I ever asked… what country are you from if you don’t mind me asking? Also, what kind of keyboard do you have? The one I have now is a RockJam and has 61 keys, definitely a beginner keyboard so it’s been alright for me. I’ll definitely let you know if I get a new one! I’ve never heard of Finale before, it must be a really professional program? I hope you get it!

Being a rockstar would be so so cool!! If I could pick any job I think I’d want to be an animator, though I have no clue how to animate haha. It just seems like fun & it’s a combination of art & film which I enjoy both a lot!

5 more days until Christmas hehe!!! 🎄🎁 Hope you have a wonderful day! :)

-🎻

Hello!

Oh yeah, the Hollywood Walk of Fame one is super cool, and the little car he had to match haha! The black and white one was pretty awesome too...although, what can I say, aren't they all? I like a lot of 60s/70s fashion, and I try to channel a lot of that in how I dress today. It was so colorful and funky, and really showed off people's individuality. Flared pants, disco, big flashy shoes, sideburns, wide-lapeled shirts, big glasses, waistcoats, flower power, boho, all of it! Let's bring it all back! How about you, what trends do you want to come back?

Oooo the sacred treat container 🤩...i wish you luck haha They sound like such lovely companions, with a lot of energy! Sometimes I wish Maggie had a tad more energy than she does, it's a struggle sometimes to even get her to go on walks! Do the kitties know any fun tricks? Maggie resents obedience school with every ounce of her being, so the best she can do is sit, lay down, and maybe stay.

Yeah, that is something to get used to. I live in the midwestern part of the US, and apparently, there's a snowstorm heading our way for Christmas like I said, so hopefully, we will see some snow this year! What country do you live in? Where did you use to live to get all of that snow? At the moment I have a Sonart 88 key keyboard! Like I said, the sound quality could be better and it definitely needs a better sustain pedal, but overall is pretty good for the price I got it at. Finale is definitely one of the better programs out there and has a lot of helpful features especially for transcribing music. If you plug it into the keyboard it'll notate what you play and put it into sheet music form for you, which is something that I'd love to do with a lot of my pieces/improvisations. Right now, I can't do that, cause I don't have the notating skill to match what's in my head and what I'm playing haha

Ooo, animation would be fun! It's so cool to watch the animation process, especially older styles!

Aaaaa it's coming! :DD I hope you have a good day too!

~ Pearl :D

[kayah16]

So we not gon talk bout this... But I have one thing to say

[absoluteindulgence]

Imagine being that couple that breaks the bed during... y'know🥴 pt.2

A/N: Hey Y’all, I’m back at it again with the back at it again lmaooo Part 2 is here and I hope y’all like it.... This one is a little bit more vulgar (Characters are aged up 18+)  Here’s PT. 1 for those who haven’t/or want to read it.  And thank you guys so much for OVER 1K NOTES ON THE FIRST ONE. I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS GONE GO OFF LIKE THAT 🥺. AND I’M GLAD I MADE Y’ALL LAUGH AND FEEL THE SECONDHAND EMBARRASSMENT LOL

🌋KIRISHIMA🌋

On your way there, you wonder if his honesty is going to be the result of another flustered mess that you can't see your way out of

You get to the store, and immediately everyone greets you; your face is welcoming, but on the inside, your grieving.

Kiri goes up to a clerk focusing on curtains and asks where to find a bed frame.

Willing to help, they show you where to acquire them. Kiri asks about different sets doing his best to seek out more superb quality. The clerk is understanding, looking to please their current customer, informing that they have more in the back.

He's grateful, and playfully the clerk asks why y'all need a new bed frame, and Kiri says,

"She called me “Big Daddy Riot,” and I snapped, and now we're here."

So straight to the point, the clerk blankly stares at you, but you hide your face not to make eye contact.

"A-anyway, whatever sturdy frame you have is fine, no matter the cost," pulling out his wallet, he says, "I'm ready to pay."

Now you should be embarrassed but now... You're kinda turned on. He was so serious about taking care of this that calling him big daddy was totally worth it.

No matter the purchase, he's very thorough with his expectations, the manly way.

And there’s just something so manly about a man pulling out his wallet with that "I'm willing to pay" attitude. Whether it's his tone, the way he grips his wallet, imagining it’s you being gripped like that (again)...🤤

You smile awkwardly to the clerk, “Give us your best, please?”

And so they do, not only with a complimentary warranty that you can renew anytime but with WATERPROOF SHEETS.

Heading back to the car, Kiri packs everything in the trunk and backseat, then comes to your side of the car. You get in saying, “Well, that wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.” 

"Well, don’t speak too soon, Princess. They just gave us some high-quality merchandise, but we don’t know how long it’ll last.” Pulling out of the parking lot, he looks at you with a quick wink, “I mean, not everything can be unbreakable like me, right babe?"

⚡DENKI⚡

This spicy, smart-ass.

It's definitely your fault, and he's gonna remind you all the way there.

Getting in the store, it’s not your first time there, so you already know where to find the frames.

Only you care that it matches the rest of the bedroom’s aesthetic, which could make the process harder.

Denki teases you, saying that it doesn't matter and that you should just choose a bed frame so that y'all can go the fuck home.

A clerk nearby sees y'all having a hard time, offering to help.

You tell them that you need a bed frame that fits your eccentric bedroom. They understand and go through the ones that you've already seen.

You say that you need something more robust than what's been displayed.

They nod, telling you they have the perfect set, disappearing to the back. They come back, and the set is perfect, but Denki is a skeptic.

"Hold on, babe, I'll handle this" He inspects the box looking at the weight of it, leaving no word on the damn box unread. He finishes and says, "Sorry, just had to make sure, wouldn’t want a part 2 of Pew Pew now, would we?"

Your eyes dart to him, the clerk is confused, "What's Pew Pew?"

Imitating a prince-charming tone, he says, "The weakness my true love bestows upon me it is strong and keeps me on edge."

The clerk waits for you to explain, but you say nothing.

Breaking out of character, he says, "Basically, she got on top of me and wanted to spell out my name, resulting in...... yeah."

He shows a photo, and your stomach drops to your ass, "WHEN DID YOU TAKE THOSE?????"

"When your fine ass was taking a shower, you're crazy if you thought I would keep this to myself!"

Y’all get the set, and buy more towels and get complimentary candles. You put Denki on WAP suspension too 😔 , lmao.

📼SERO📼

No offense but y'all a goofy-ass couple lmao

Y'all just be doing anything in the bedroom and now y'all at the store looking GOOFY-HYUCK

"Well, it started with how high could she jump onto me, and it resulted in a WWE match...."

Sero showed pictures of the private handy work that led you two to go shopping for something more sturdy...

Why the fuck does the room look like discount Cirque Du Soleil? His tape is all over the fucking ceiling, on the floor, and most importantly the bed frame because you dizzy, one brain cell together having asses tried taping the bed back together just to keep on fucking

Resulting in the frame FALLING TO SHREDS

The clerk has never seen no chaotic shit like this in their life!

It is so fucking bad they have to use EYE DROPS, just to confirm WTF they're looking at

"I know it looks bad, but at least we're not hurt" He smiles so earnest it’s almost as you weren't sexually destructive beings.

The clerk disappeared, coming back after 10 minutes with 3 other clerks as they carried a set filled with steel, metal chains, and high-quality leather.

The clerk said, "This is a one of a kind set; if you manage to break it, we will personally build you a steel cage so that your wrestling match can continue."

Sero looks at you, excited, "Wow, Babe, let's buy it."

Y’all buy the bed set and get a lifetime coupon of high-quality sex toys sent to your home, and of course, y’all try the shit out without thinking of the aftermath.

Back at square one, and the clerks are scared of y’all now 

😈SHINSOU👿

Already at the store and Shinsou is doing all the talking to the clerk~

"I told her to go to sleep; she defied me, so I had to punish her..." Realizing he said it out loud, he looked at your face.

If only you could Thanos yourself

The clerk looked slightly uncomfortable, "Well, from what you are describing, I don't know how that would result in breaking the bed."

"Well, my Kitten is a little disobedient and needs many forms of... persuasion."

Putting his hand on your shoulder, he showed his wicked smirk.  

I mean, was he wrong? He wouldn't even let you do the talking. If you spoke out, he would turn up the vibrator attached to your clit.

That was the challenge he placed on you before y’all left the house, and you willingly obliged until he told you his condition. Now he had total power to switch the narrative like it wasn’t him waking you up in the middle of the night after coming back from a long day of heroism.

The clerk squinted at you with a worried/ suspicious look... "O-okay, give me a moment."

They come back out with an exclusive set that was just imported overseas. The box images make it look so beautiful and regal; you’re shocked, wanting to tell him how much you love it but don’t wanna say.

Knowing Shinsou, it’s a trap to punish you.

"Wow, that’s beautiful. We’ll take it.”

Sometimes his dominant side pisses you off, but it’s clearly a turn on, you want to mouth off, but you nod instead.

Shinsou pays for the bed frame along with some pillows, and the clerk offers complimentary essential oils that you can come back and get free refills.

Heading to the car, Shinsou sweetly asks, “Now that we have reinforcements, are you ready to go again, Kitten?"

[askforimagineoroneshot]

My hero (Sasha Banks X woman!Reader)

Anon: could you do a Sasha Banks x female reader :) where sashas gets attacked 2 on 1 and the reader debuts to the main roster to help

Gifs are not mine. Imagine is!

Also it is shorter because I have a lot of things on my plate thanks to my college degree that I am finishing right now. Also I still live with my family so it is annoying and I don't have too much time because of it.

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Reader's point of view

I am so nervous right now. Tonight is a really important and big night for me and my career. For the first time I will be performing for WWE. And not only that. I am now finally with the same brand as my girlfriend. Not many people know about us. And to be honest it's for the best. Not only for the reason fans don't get to talk shit about us but also the company sometimes has issues with it. Which I get in a way. They want performers in storylines which is hard if people are dating openly in the company.

I am in the WWE arena right now. I am supposed to have a big moment with Alexa.We got a promo to do tonight.  I love that girl. We have been friends since we met in NXT. I never had a problem with her. And I know her for years now. She helped me with my decision to move to another company.

“How are you feeling?” I hear a voice behind me. I know that voice since I already live with this person.

“I am well surprisingly.” I am honest with the blue haired girl since she could read me really well.

“You got this. I trust you and not just because I love you. I know what you are capable of. You will be great.” she smiles at me with her million dollar smile.

“Well, thank you but don't say that at loud. Someone could hear you.”

I get a better look at her to see she is in her gear ready to perform. I know she has a promo to do. She told me something about having a feud with Dana Brooke. I don't remember exactly what it is about but she has a match with her tonight. I am too nervous to really follow what she told me before.

“You look good.” I compliment her since it's true. “I like you in the blue hair more.”

“I know you do.” she smiles at me while she takes my hand in hers. “I just want to make sure you are not nervous. You will perform great. And what do we know, maybe we will even get to do a storyline together some time from now.”

“I would love that.” I smile just imagining it.

“I will have to go in a moment. Do you want me to introduce you to anyone?” she asks me.

“I already had a chance to get to know some people so I guess I will just follow you to the entrance.” I tell her about my day here.

“You see, I knew you will get along with others here.'' She is laughing while we go to the entrance.

“Yeah. People are great here. I just don't want to get in the middle of some drama. I also don't want to be part of some diva moment. I am a female performer not a diva.” I am honest with her again.

On our way to entrance we meet up with Alexa. She told us hello. We had a little chit chat. She told me she is excited about our moment we are going to have in an hour and went her way. We got to where we were going in a few moments.

“Well, I am going to go now. I will meet you before we get to do your thing. So I will wish you good luck.” I got a hug and let her go to do her thing. I found myself a TV to watch her match.

Match started well. She got in the ring and did her thing. Dana was doing her thing as well. But what I didn't like was the fact that Dana was not alone. She had Mandy with her by the side of the ring. I am not sure if Sasha told me about this or not but I just didn't like it. It was not an important match like for titles or anything but still. It will get bad really quickly. I and it did. In ten minutes it became two on one. I went back to the entrance.

“Is this planted?” I asked one of the producers. After a minute he was thinking he looked at me as if checking if I was in my gear.

“Go in. Improvise.” I got the green light from the technician that sent my music into the reproductors and I went in. I run down the ramp like chitta. I was in the ring without realizing what I was doing.

Sasha's point of view

My match got messy really quickly. Girls started improvising when the crowd got bored. It worked but on my name. Right when I was starting to lose my breath I heard my girlfriend theme music. My face was on the mat but I heard yelling around me. Crowd loved it so I used that time to catch my breath a little.

“I got you.” I heard above me and fell a hand on my back for a moment. That's when I get myself up and rest my arms on the ropes. I have a chance to look around. I love what I see that I have to admit. Y/N was making the ring her new home. She had great timing on her hits. Her technicality was on point. Crowd knew it too and appreciated it as well.

“Come on.” she helped me up when she basically made Mandy and Dana run out to the rump.

I am so proud right now I can't even talk. “Hey anouc it.” she yelled at the referee. He was so confused. “They run out. Sasha win. Now!” I looked at him and he really just signaled it! I am so happy I can't even.

“And here is your winner by submission - Sasha Banks!” I hear and the crowd goes crazy.

Referee puts my hand up while Y/N is in the ring by my side looking at people's faces. We enjoy the moment before we leave the ring side. When we get back backstage people are running around. The order of matches has been changed so Y/N can catch a breath.

“Tha was great!” I hear Mandy as she comes towards us. “What an introduction.”

“Thanks.” Y/N smiles at them as we walk by.

“Let's get you some watter.” I lead Y/N to the empty room. “You okay doing your promo?” I ask. I know how hard it can be to be on aer two times in one night. Especially when it is your first night.

“Yeah. I just need to catch my breath.” She tells me when she takes the watter bottle out of my hand. She drinks a little and sits down. “Are you okay?” she asks after that.

“I am. Thanks to you. My hero.” I smile at her. I am so happy I can't stop myself. I bend down to give her a small kiss. She breaks it close after.

“Someone can walk in.” She looks at me with her big Y/E/C eyes.

“Okay.” I put my hands up in defence. “I will leave it for the hotel.” I smile at her and she does the same when she catches what I mean.

I hope you like it! I know it's short but I am just happy I found myself a moment to work on this. I will try to be more active. I have reguests in but you can always send more it will just take some time before I get throuw them.

I love you guys. Stay safe!

[itsadamcole]

alive

fem!reader x drew mcintyre

it’s Drew’s wedding day and reader has a secret ...

word count: 4.3k+

warnings: friends to lovers, cheating, smut, kinda angsty

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"You have to tell him today, Y/N," your best friend and former Raw Women's Champion Charlotte Flair says. "He's getting married. After today, he's gone."

You're putting on your red lipstick to match your red satin gown as you say, "Char, I love you, but he's my best friend. His happiness comes before anything, including my feelings."

Charlotte blinks at you and says, "You'll regret it."

You finish up your makeup and say, "I won't if it means that he's happy. If that's not with me, fine. I'd rather not tell him and stay friends, instead of telling him and losing my best friend."

The Queen stares at you and says, "You're missing an opportunity. He obviously cares for you and he wants you in his life, even after the drunken sex incident a few years ago."

You cringe at the thought of the drunk sex you had with him. You both were just signed to NXT and became instant friends. You always felt some kind of connection with Drew, and he felt the same way about you. One night, the night he won the NXT Championship at Takeover Brooklyn III, you both went out drinking. Both of you drank too much and you spilled how you felt.

Back then, it was a little crush. Now, about three and a half years later, you're in love with your best friend. He met his soon-to-be wife almost right after the drunk and sex-filled night you had with him, and he always gushed to you how in love he was with her and how he wants her in his life forever.

When he told you he was going to propose to her, that was the moment you decided to keep your feelings to yourself. He wanted to marry her, and you wouldn't get in the way of his happiness.

So, you let it go. His fiance asked you to be her maid of honor since you were Drew's closest female friend, and you said yes. You've grown close with Drew's fiance and she's an amazing person. They're cute together, and you won't ever get in the way of that.

"Hello? Earth to Y/N?" Charlotte says. "You better have zoned out thinking of ways to tell Drew that you love him."

You sigh and finish getting ready before saying, "I am not telling Drew that I love him. That is not happening, Charlotte. His happiness means too much to me, and so does our friendship."

Frustrated, you leave the room. You wander around for a bit, and of course, you find yourself outside of Drew's room. You knock gently and you hear Drew say, "Come in."

So you open the door and walk inside, hiking up the dress a bit so you don't trip over it.

The dress is a red satin mermaid style gown. The dress is tight until it gets to your knees, where it flares out. You're wearing black heels under the dress because you couldn't find a pair of red heels that paired well with the dress.

Drew looks at you and says, "Wow, look at ya. I was with ya when ya bought the dress and ya still look beautiful."

Your face turns red and you eye up the Scottish man in front of you. He's already in his suit and his hair is in a neat ponytail on the back of his neck. "And you look handsome in that suit of yours," you say. "I've wondered what suit you got."

"It's not too much?" he asks. "I tried t'go with the traditional American suit but I think I overdid it."

You giggle and notice his tie is a little off so you walk over to him and say, "You need to work on your tie tying skills, McIntyre. It's crooked."

Drew laughs as you start to fix his tie. Even with heels on, he's still several inches taller than you and you have to reach up to fix his tie. You stand close to him and you can smell the cologne he's wearing. It's your favorite, but you've never told him. You haven't told him a lot of things.

The Scotsman says, "Yer face is red, Y/N."

Quickly, you say, "Must've added too much blush when doing my makeup." Your face is red because you definitely are standing a little too close to Drew.

After an eternity, you finally finish fixing his tie and you back away, admiring your work. You chefs kiss and say, "Perfect."

Drew laughs and says, "I don't know what I would do without ya, Y/N."

"You would be lost with crooked ties without me," you tease.

The taller man smiles at you and says, "I definitely would be walking around with crooked ties."

This is why you'll never tell him that you love him. You don't want to lose this. Missed opportunity? Oh well, you want Drew in your life and if omitting how you feel keeps him in your life then you will never tell him.

You almost admire the man standing in front of you. The dark color of the jacket and pants brings out his bright blue eyes. The jacket is a tight fit and the pants he's wearing hug his butt nicely. He has a little thing of white flowers attached to his jacket.

"Yer staring, Y/N," Drew says, bringing you back to reality. "And ya look like ya have something to say."

Quickly, you shake your head and say, "I don't have anything I want to say. I just wanted to come by and say hi and good luck today."

Drew says, "Yer face says otherwise. Ya can tell me, ya know. Nothing will change, Y/N."

You almost let your guard down and tell him but instead, you say, "Fine, you look handsome and I was caught a little off guard. Took me back to that night a lifetime ago."

His face softens and he asks, "The night I won the NXT Championship?" You nod in response. "That was one of my favorite nights since I moved over here a while ago."

Surprised, you mumble, "It was my favorite night ever."

"I wish we could've just had more than that one night," you admit.

Drew says, "I met my fiance a week later, Y/N. Trust me, that night between us was amazing, and I wouldn't change that for anything. I fell in love with my fiance almost immediately, and wanted to do everything for her."

You say, "I know, Drew. I'm just saying that I wish that we could have had more than one night together. It was never off the table for me."

He says, "It was for me. I got into a relationship I was happy in and I didn't want t'ruin that."

You begin to get upset and you say, "I get that, Drew. I wasn't going to ask you for sex while you were in a relationship. You were happy, and that's all I care about. I've put aside my feelings and did what I could to keep you happy. I said yes to being her maid of honor, I helped with every single detail because I know you so well. Everything I did over the past year was because I love you.”

Drew's jaw almost drops and your eyes widen when you realize that you let how you felt slipped.

"I'm about t'get married and ya lay this on me now?" he says, accent thick. You can't tell if he's angry or upset that you told him.

You sigh and say, "It doesn't have to mean anything, okay? I'll just leave you to finish getting ready and we can talk about this later. I'm sorry." You turn to walk away and feel tears prick your eyes.

As you walk to the door, you hear Drew say, "This doesn't mean nothing, Y/N. This means everything. I can't just ignore that ya just told me ya loved me."

"You can't do anything anyway," you sigh. "You're getting married today, in less than three hours. I'm sorry I even said anything. Just enjoy your day and we'll talk whenever you get a chance."

Drew says, "I have a chance t'talk t'ya right now, Y/N. Stop running away."

Your hand is on the doorknob and you say, "I'm not running away Drew. I'm walking away before I can embarrass myself even more."

The Scot says, "Yer just telling me how ya feel. That's not embarrassing, Y/N."

"It is when I'm telling my best friend on his wedding day that I love him," you sigh, voice shaky. "It's so embarrassing, especially when I have had so many chances before today to tell you how I felt."

There are footsteps behind you and you feel a presence behind you. "Why haven't ya told me?" Drew asks, voice a couple of octaves lower than it usually is.

You turn around and look up at Drew before you say, "You're my best friend, Drew. You were happy and I could never get in the middle of your happiness or stop you from being happy. I was scared that if I told you then you would leave because you make me feel alive. When I met you, I felt like I could breathe for the first time because I was so alone in an unfamilar until I met you. When we met on NXT, you had just come back and it was my first time in WWE. When we met and we became friends, I felt relieved that I made a friend. That's why I never told you because I was scared."

Drew's eyes are on your face and you stare up at him. You sigh and continue, "Then you met her, and I could tell you were happy. Truly happy. I became her maid of honor to make your day special. I planned my best friend's wedding, putting all feelings aside. I didn't want to ruin your day, which I'm pretty sure I already have."

The man in front of you is quiet for a few minutes and tension builds in the air. He reaches out and cups your face in his hands. They're rougher than they were all those years ago. "I think ya lied t'me when ya told me ya added too much blush when ya were putting on yer makeup because yer face didn't turn red until I touched ya."

You didn't even realize that your face was heating up when Drew touched your face. You stare up at the Scotsman as you say, "I said that because I didn't want to tell you the truth."

"I wish ya told me how ya felt," Drew says, eyes flickering down to your lips. "I really wish ya did."

Before you can stop yourself, you grab the collar of Drew's jacket and you say, "Well I'm telling you now even though you can't do anything about it. I am in love with you."

Drew's thumbs run across your cheekbones before he says, "I hope I told ya how beautiful ya look in that dress. I'm almost happy that I'm one of the first people t'see ya in it."

"You're making this harder on me than it already is," you sigh, staring up at Drew.

The Scotsman kisses your forehead and you close your eyes before he mumbles, "I'm sorry, Y/N."

You look up at Drew and he stares down at you, eyes wandering all over your face as you give in to what you really want. You get on your very tiptoes and pull Drew down to you before bringing your lips to his.

As soon as your lips touch Drew's, you feel guilt and you feel selfish. You're kissing another woman's fiancee. This is wrong, but it doesn't feel wrong. He slowly kisses you back, deepening the forbidden kiss.

Drew's lips are softer than you remember. Maybe because the kisses you last shared with him were rough and you were drunk. His hands leave your cheeks and land on your waist. He walks forward, forcing you to take a few steps backward until you're pressed against the door. Drew pins your hips to the door and you pull back from the kiss.

Your lipstick is all over his lips and you try not to laugh as you say, "We shouldn't be doing this, Drew. You're about to get married in a few hours. This isn't right."

"It doesn't feel wrong," Drew says, pushing a piece of your hair out of your eyes. "Before ya got here, I was debating on coming t'see ya because I wanted t'tell ya how I felt too."

"You," you trail off. "You were going to what?"

He laughs a bit and says, "Over the past week, I've been doing some soul searching and making sure that I wanted t'commit the rest of my life to someone I met and fell in love with so quickly. I asked myself these questions that were like 'what if this doesn't end well because we were in a relationship so quick?' and 'is she really the right woman for me?'. Then I thought of ya and our night together and how much ya mean t'me."

You look up at Drew and listen as he talks. You have no idea what he's trying to say but you hope he's trying to tell you how he feels.

Drew brushes a piece of hair out of your face as you say, "I hope you're trying to tell me something, Drew."

The Scotsman smiles and says, "Yer smart, Y/N. Figure it out."

Pouting, you say, "That's not fair. I told you straight up how I felt."

The taller man leans down a bit so his face is close to yours as he asks, "What would ya think if I told ya that I want another night like we had all those years ago? What if I told ya that I wanna feel ya around me again, Y/N?"

Your hands begin to shake as your mind flashes back to the night Drew fucked you in your hotel room. The way he moved makes your heart race, and there wasn't even any love or passion behind his movements. You can only imagine what he could do to you when there is.

Slowly, you say, "I would say take me right here, right now because I want to relive that night with you."

With that, Drew's lips crash to yours with such force, you gently hit the back of your head on the door. You quickly push off Drew's black suit jacket and he throws it on the floor. His hands come back up and cup your face as he kisses you.

You wrap your arms around his neck and hold him close to you, not giving him the opportunity to pull back from the kiss.

"Can ya jump, love?" Drew mumbles into the kiss.

His lips leave yours and attach to your neck as you sigh, "Not unless you want me ripping my dress in more than one place."

Drew says, "Then we'll just have t'get it off ya then, won't we." He reaches behind you and touches the zipper on your back. He pulls the zipper down and you shrug the thin dress sleeves off. Drew's eyes wander down to the dress as it falls off your body. You're wearing nothing but a pair of lace black panties underneath the dress.

A smirk forms on Drew's lips and you say, "Don't even think about it, McIntyre. I know exactly what you're thinking."

"And what am I thinking about, love?" Drew says, eyes coming back up to your face. "Enlighten me, Y/N."

You start to unbutton the white button-up Drew is wearing when you say, "I'm wearing nothing but a pair of underwear under this dress. Everyone knows what you're thinking about."

Eventually, you give up on unbuttoning the shirt and you just rip it open. Buttons fly everywhere and Drew looks down at you and his now open shirt. "Jesus, love," Drew gasps.

You leave little kisses to Drew's chest and run your fingers over his toned stomach. You say, "It's been three and a half years since you've touched me like this and seen me like this. Three and a half years too long, Drew."

The Scotsman runs his fingers down between your breasts and says, "I agree. It's been too damn long since I've touched ya or kissed ya."

Your eyes examine his bare upper body before you meet his eyes. You finally jump up and wrap your legs around Drew's waist.

"I jumped," you giggle.

Drew kisses your chest and holds you by your thighs before he walks over to the bed. You untie his hair and he lays you on your back on the bed. You stare up at him as he leans down and kisses you. You cup his face as the kiss gets deeper.

You reach down and unbutton the dress pants Drew's wearing. His finger trails down your body until they get to the waistline of your panties. They dip into your panties and he cups your core, making you gasp against his lips. He starts to play with your clit and you sigh softly.

He mumbles, "Let's get these off ya. I wanna see how wet ya are for me."

Whining, you say, "Drew, please."

He literally rips off your panties and you gasp. "Oops" is all he says.

"Those were my favorites," you pout.

Drew lays on his stomach with his face between your legs as he says, "Next time don't wear your favorite pair."

He kisses your inner thigh and you sigh, "I didn't know I would be having sex with you today."

You look down at Drew between your legs as he says, "Well, I buy ya a new pair, or a few because this won't be the last time I rip off yer underwear."

Your jaw almost drops and Drew dives into you, sucking on and kissing your clit. You put your hands in his hair and push his face into your core. He hums when he tastes you, sending vibrations into you.

Drew suddenly pushes two fingers into you and you moan softly. "God," you gasp.

"Yer so tight, love," he says. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

You don't think you can speak so you just nod. He pumps his fingers in and out of you, slowly at first. Your breathing becomes more labored and your eyes close as you're overcome with euphoria and ecstasy.

You've missed feeling Drew touching your body and kissing you. His lips feel so good on your skin when he kisses you. It's almost selfish of you that you want to keep him to yourself.

Drew adds a third digit and you moan a little louder. "Fuck," you cry out.

The Scotsman smirks and says, "I can feel ya holding back, Y/N. I can feel ya clenching around my fingers. Ya don't have t'hold back for me, love."

You look down at Drew as a pit forms in your stomach. He curls his fingers into your g-spot and you cry out, "Drew!"

"Ya gonna cum for me, love?" Drew asks. "Ya gonna cum from just my fingers?"

Nodding frantically, your head falls back onto the bed. You arch your back and moan Drew's name as you reach your climax. You release all over Drew's fingers as your toes curl.

Drew pulls his fingers out and you watch as he sucks your juices off his digits. He gets on his knees on the bed between your legs. You breathe heavily as you come down from your high. Your mind wanders off to how amazing it felt just to have his fingers inside of you.

You sit up and start to pull at Drew's pants. He kicks off his shoes and you get his pants down to his knees. Drew runs his fingers through your hair as you trace the outline of his dick in his boxers. His eyes are on yours as you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, pulling the thin fabric down. Your eyes widen as you watch his erect member pops out. You forgot about his size, and you wonder how that even fit inside you the first time.

"I, um,” you stammer. “I forgot how big you were, Drew.”

The Scotsman kicks off his pants and pushes you into your back. You stare up at him as he says, “I’ll make sure ya don’t forget this time, princess. Ya still on the pill?”

Nodding, you say, “Kinda. I have an IUD now because I’m so busy and sometimes forget to take the pill.”

Drew laughs and says, “Only ya would get so busy ya forget t’take yer pills.”

Giggling, you push his hair out of his face and ask, “Are you gonna keep asking what birth control I’m on or are you gonna fuck me?”

“Just wanted t’make sure, love,” he says before pushing your legs up over his shoulders. You giggle and look up at your Scotsman. His usually bright blue eyes are dark with lust as he props himself up.

You cup his face with your hands and you bring him down to you, kissing him. You feel the tip of his dick run through your soaked folds and sigh against his lips.

Drew’s lips leave yours and attach to your neck. Your eyes flutter shut and you sigh. You run your fingers up and down his arm. Then Drew slides into you slowly, making you whine softly. “Am I hurting ya, love?” he asks.

Shaking your head, you sigh, “No, it’s okay. Just move, please. I need you, Drew.”

He slides deeper into you, making you moan. “Fuck,” you cry out, squeezing your eyes shut. Drew let’s you adjust to his size before he slowly starts to thrust into you.

Your breathing becomes more and more labored the faster he moves. You dig your nails into Drew’s biceps.

Drew pants and grunts as he moves faster. You cry out, “God, don’t stop, Drew! You make me feel so good inside me.”

Your words give him extra motivation and Drew starts to move harder into you. Your back arches off the bed beneath Drew’s body before Drew pins your hips to the bed.

“Tell me how much ya missed me, love,” Drew pants.

He speeds his thrusts up and you pant, “I missed you so much, Drew. I missed how good you fucked me. I missed your touch, your kisses. I missed all of you.”

The tip of his dick begins to slam into your g-spot and you moan, “Drew!”

When he realizes he found your spot, he begins to slam into it over and over again. Your walls clench around his member inside of you. The familiar pit forms in your stomach and Drew kisses your jaw.

“Oh, God,” you moan. “Yes, Drew. Make me cum again.”

Drew smirks against your skin and speeds up. The pit in your stomach bottoms out and you almost scream Drew’s name. Your legs shake as you orgasm. You didn’t even realize that Drew came inside you until he collapses onto you. You lean up and kiss Drew. Drew pulls back from the kiss almost immediately and you stare up at him. “What’s wrong?” you ask.

He’s quiet before he says, “I have t’go do something.”

Confused, you tilt your head as Drew crawls off of you. He puts on a t-shirt and a pair of sweats before he leaves the room.

Anxiety rises within you as you pull the blankets up to cover your naked body. What if this was him leaving you? What if he’s running to his fiancé to tell her what happened with you and him?

You grab one of Drew’s WWE t-shirts from his closet and put it on then put on your panties. Your phone begins to ring and see Charlotte is calling.

“Hello?” you mumble.

Charlotte says, “Um, I can hear Drew and his fiancé talking in the other room. He’s saying that he wants to call off the wedding.”

Your eyes widen and you ask, “Anything else?”

She’s quiet before she says, “His fiancé is asking why. She sounds upset. Drew just said ...” Charlotte trails off.

“Drew just said what?” you ask. “Charlotte!”

Your best friend says, “Drew just said he’s in love with someone else. He didn’t realize it until today and he said it doesn’t feel right to get married today.”

You smile and whisper, “He actually does love me.”

Charlotte asks, “Did you say something?”

“Has his fiancé left?” you ask, getting off Drew’s bed.

Your best friend is quiet before she says, “Yeah. She just got on the elevator.”

You hang up the phone and run out of the room. You run into Drew on the way to his fiancé’s room, well ex-fiancé. You basically throw yourself around the Scotsman and you hug him. “Woah, Y/N,” he says. “Relax.”

“I knew you loved me,” you whisper in his ear.

Drew smiles and hugs you tight. “Of course I do, love,” he says as you bury your face in his neck. “I love ya, Y/N.”

Slowly, you pull your face out of his neck and say, “I love you too, Drew.”

A third voice chimes in and says, “She fucking did it. She finally told him.”

You look over and see Charlotte. She’s almost beaming and you rest your forehead against Drew’s cheek before pecking his jaw by his ear.

Drew says, “Took her long enough.”

“Hey,” you pout. “You had a fiancé.”

He laughs and says, “I’m kidding, love. I’m glad ya finally told me.” He attacks your neck with kisses and you giggle.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

😡🤬ANGER MANAGEMENT (PART 1)🤬😡

Prompt: Y/N has the life she’s always dreamed of: a good house, a nice car, a fat paycheck, her dream job and some loving friends. Her life feels like a fairytale...but just like every fairytale she’s not safe from the villain, the problem with that? He’s not only an incredibly hot Scotsman but also a fucking pain in the ass!

@drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan

Word count: Long-ish

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x Reader

Warnings: +18 smut, clit stimulation, angst, dirty talking, cursing, name calling,(possible part 2?Idk)

Notes: I think it’s time for me to face my biggest fear: Drew McIntyre! 😂 all jokes aside, I’ve lost count of how many one shots I have written and soon after deleted about this handsome hunk. There are so many good stories of him out there that I’ve always felt like mine were actually horse shit compared to those so I’ve never had the courage to make this Scottish wet dream an official brand of my writing, but I’m looking forward to achieve new accomplishments on my writing in 2021, so here goes nothing folks! Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“Oh Thank God! Just the woman I wanted to see”

I turned around to meet Becky Lynch, one of the few dear close friends I’ve made while working for the WWE as a massage therapist.

“Hey Becks! What’s up?”

“Y/N I need your help, I was doing some training with the guys when suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and now I feel like I wanna cry”

“Oh Becky, c’mon let’s go to my office”

Once we got there I mentioned for her to sit on the massage table.

“So tell me exactly what you were doing”

“I was doing some regular weightlifting, then all of a sudden I felt this sharp pain stretch from my elbow to my shoulder”

“Ok, did you warmed up before hand?”

“Yes”

“Did you added the weights in progressively or were you in some sort of competition against Sheamus, Cesaro and McIntyre as to whom could perform a proper weightlifting faster?” I crooked my eyebrow

“Y/N! You know I would never do that” She tried to hide her shame for being caught

“Becky, I know you! I know how competitive you are and how competitive you GET when you train with Sheamus, Cesaro and the Scottish prick.”

“They started ok?! They said I was no match for them, so I had to make them swallow word by word” She said slightly angry

“Calm down” I chuckled “And I presume you won?”

“Of course I won! As if they stood a chance” She scoffed

I touched her shoulder and palmed the back of her upper arm til I reached her elbow

“And your prize for that my darling is” I looked into her eyes “Six muscular knots, probably some small damage to your elbow nerves resulting in a little trip to the physical therapists and shit ton of pain, congratulations! Are you happy now?”

“Oh no!” She whined “Y/N, please don’t send me to the physical therapists, they will eat my ass off and they’re gonna tell Hunter about this. Please Y/N, please tell me you can fix it?” She stared at me with begging eyes

“Becks” I sighed “I can undo the muscular knots but I ain’t no fairy godmother! If you have some sort of nerve damage that’s up to the physical therapists...there’s nothing I can do about that honey”

“Please Y/N give me some of the red magical relief juice you gave to Kofi” She pleads

“Red magical relief juice?” I asked confused

“Yes, Kofi said he had this horrible pain from an injury and you gave him this red magical relief juice that helped him better than any medicine! Please give that to me too!”

I laughed before answering

“Oh Kofi, Kofi... it’s not an juice, it’s a liquid... a toner. A home made medicine I learned with my grandma. Technically I’m not even allowed to use that, but I know it works, better than these crap versions of Vick’s Vapor Rub” I tossed a little small green package in the trash can.

“Can you give that to me?” She asked with her eyes full of hope

“Fine” I said and she smiles widely

“But, you have to promise me that you will stop with these stupid and senseless competitions! They could permanently damage your nerves you know?!”

“Ok I promise”

I took a small plastic bottle from the cabinet and filled up with some small amount of the toner and placed the bottle inside a small paper bag. I also gave her a little bit of my grandma’s famous ointment in a tiny tin can.

“Alright, so here’s what you’re gonna do: once you get to your hotel room, you’ll take a hot shower and before you put your clothes on, you’re gonna rub the toner from your neck to your elbow all over your shoulder and back upper arm” She nods and I proceed “Then right after you’re going to take a small amount of this ointment” I show her the little tin can “And rub it all over your shoulder, back upper arm and elbow. Right afterwards you get dress with a long sleeve shirt and go to bed. Remember that you cannot leave your skin exposed to the cold air of air conditioning, because if you do it will make your pain and damage way worse! Do you hear me?”

“Yes Ma’am”

“If in three to four days you still feel any sort of pain you’re gonna have to go to the physical therapists”

“Ok”

“Becky I’m serious”

“Okay Y/N I got it” She smiles softly

“Good, now please, don’t tell anyone about this” I shook the little bag “And tell Kofi to keep his mouth shut. I know he means well but I could get fired for this”

“My lips are sealed” She pressed her lips in a thin line

“Thank you” I chuckled “Now, go on and take 20 drops of this” I give her some Ibuprofen “And come back in 20 minutes”

“Why?” She asks confused

“Because we still have to undo those knots and it’s not gonna be the fun kind of pain my dear”

“Argh” She groans

One week later

I was finishing tidying up the massage table from the session I just had with Bayley when someone knocked on my office door

“Come on in”

“Hey Y/N” Seth Rollins said in a voice full of pain as he tried to walk towards me

“Seth are you ok? Jesus, you look like somebody just kicked your balls so hard that they went up to your throat! What happened?” I tried to hold back my laugh

“A long story involving Cesaro and Drew. Moral of the story is my back is fucked up, do you think you can help me?”

“Can you lay down here?” I patted the table

“I guess so” He made his way to it excruciatingly slow as I helped him to lay down

“Where’s the pain worst?”

“My lower back” I touched and he gasped in pain

“Do you think you could give me some of that red magical relief juice?” He whispered so only I could hear it.

Of course I wasn’t surprised about him knowing of the “magical relief juice” since he and Becky were together I figured she told him.

“Did Becky told you?”

“Only today, once she saw I was in a tremendous pain...When she was using it I pressed her to tell me who gave it to her but she didn’t wanted to say, she said it was her fairy godmother”

I couldn’t help but smile at Becky’s inside joke and loyalty. I truly love that girl.

“Sure thing Rollins, just please don’t-“

“I won’t tell anyone Y/N don’t worry! Your witchy recipe is safe with me” He chuckled “Ouch fuck, that hurts” He groaned

“Did you bring any jacket on with you?” I laugh

“Yeah Becky told me to”

“Ok, let’s get start it”

Forty minutes and a relaxed thankful Seth Rollins later. I was finishing washing my hands while Seth pulled the zipper of his jacked up. I could feel his eyes on me

“What is it Rollins?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“If the question is if I am a 450 year old witch then my answer is, you will never know” I whisper as I turn to face him with a smirk

He laughs before saying “Well I’m sure you are sweetheart” He winks playfully “But that’s not the question though unfortunately”

“What is it then?”

He looked at me with a sense of caution before asking

“Why do you hate Drew so much?”

“McIntyre? The Scottish prick? The shitty bearded version of Gastón from Beauty and The Beast?” I ask in disbelief

My hatred for Drew McIntyre goes way back to 5 years ago. To make a long story short he has being a pain in my ass every since I started working here. It all resumes to the bad flirting and endless fights. We’ve always fought at least 3 times a week for as long as I can remember. It’s like a weekly ritual for us, and our fights are always petty and ridiculous such as who will get in the elevator first or who will rent the last SUV car.

“Yeah...” He answers slightly embarrassed

“Well that’s simple, he’s an asshole! A smug fucker who thinks he’s the most beautiful man to ever walk the earth and that every woman alive must fall for him in all fours”

“Is there anything else beyond that?” He asks

“No! Of course not!” I lied. As if I could tell him about my deep sexual desire for the Scotsman

“Are you sure? I mean, you must agree with me that he is very beautiful” Seth answers

“I’m not saying he’s not. I have eyes, so trust me, I know he’s hot as fuck and a very handsome man but that doesn’t mean that every woman on this company wants him!” I scoffed

“Does the ‘every woman’ equals Y/N?”

“Why are you asking me this?” I asked aggressively

“Look, there’s no need for you to get all defensive ok? I’m your friend and I’m just asking this as a friend. I’m not coming for you by any means” He says with a soothing voice

“Sorry, it was just my automatic response”

“It’s okay sweetie”

“But Seth...why this question now?”

“Let’s just say that I may or may not have heard some backstage talk and I would like to know this from your own mouth instead of other people’s”

“Backstage talk? About what?” I ask angrily

His eyes widened “You know what? Let’s forget I ever men-“

“No no no Rollins you’ve started this now you will finish it!” Now I was really angry

“Fuck, I should’ve kept my mouth shut” He murmured

“But you didn’t! So spit it out”

“Ok...I’ve heard one of the girls say that the reason why you hate Drew so much is because you kinda have a hidden want for him to fuck you but since he’s ‘not interested’ you get pissed off” He whispered

“I WHAT??? WHO THE FUCK SAID THAT?”

“Y/N please keep your voice down! Somebody is gonna hear you”

“I COULD GIVE TWO FUCKS IF SOMEBODY CAN HEAR ME! Who’ve said that Seth?” I was boiling with rage

“Sweetie, I’m not gonna tell you who’ve said it because I know you will-“

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and whispered

“If you don’t tell me who’ve said that right now Rollins I swear to God on God in heaven that I will cut your balls off and shove them down your throat!”

He gulped

“Now who’ve said that?”

“Carmella” He whispered and I smiled letting go of his collar “Y/N please don’t do anything stupid!” He said as I removed my coat

“Don’t forget to rub the toner on your back once you’re out of the shower” I patted his shoulder and made my way to the door

“Y/N where are you going? Y/N please whatever you’re thinking about doing it, just don’t ok? She’s not worth it! Y/N PLEASE!”

But his screams were now faint as I make my way down the hallway to find the blond gossiper girl.

I finally find Carmella “talking”, to Sheamus in one of the hallways.

“Oi Y/N, how’s life treating ya lass?” Sheamus smiles widely at me, making his usual greeting. At any other day it would’ve made my afternoon happier to find that amazing Irish man, but not today! I was so furious that I ignored him and went directly to Carmella

“Would you mind telling me why the fuck are you not only minding my business but also spreading rumors about me and McIntyre?”

From where I stood I saw Sheamus visibly gulp

“Hey Y/N, what do ya say about we go to tha catering grab some coffee huh?” He said urgently pleading

“So? I’m waiting for an answer” I said to her fully ignoring what he just said

“Well Y/N, from woman to woman, I think we both can agree that it’s no rumor. It’s quite visible, to not say pathetic, the way you can’t deal with rejection my dear” She batted her lashes

“And what exactly are you implying?”

“The obvious Y/N! That you want Drew in between your legs but he doesn’t! I mean, let’s face it, he’s too much of a man for you anyways! It’s not like you can handle him, because we know you can’t” She measured me from head to toe making me feel very conscious about the difference between her slim toned body and my thick one full of curves.

I know that most of the men’s in this company usually date or even have one night stands with women who were body equivalent to their own - slender and beautifully toned - , but that doesn’t mean that they didn’t saw my own curvy beauty. Hell, I even got some dinner invitations from some of the guys! Cesaro, Baron Corbin, Finn Bálor and even Seth Rollins (before he got with Becky) were some of them.

“I bet that I received more dinner invitations in a week than you in a year” I scoffed

“But not from the man you want the most right darling?” She evilly grins and I see red! Pure rage in it’s rawest form took ahold of me and I jumped towards her neck but a pair of strong arms stopped me from attacking her.

“Wow, easy now lass” He said

HIM! The cause of all this gossiping with my name, I couldn’t get even more angry even if I tried.

“Let me go McIntyre!” I roar

“Uh, enjoy it while it lasts Y/N, it’s as far as you’ll ever get anyways” Carmella chuckles

I tried to wiggle out of his arms “What the fuck did you just said bitch? I’ll feed you your own teeth you fuck-“

I couldn’t finish my sentence thanks to Drew, who lifted me off from the floor and tossed me on his shoulder, taking me to back my office.

“What are you doing? Let me go! I’m gonna punch her stupid rat’s face!”

“No you won’t”

“What are you doing?”

“I’m preventing your ass from getting fired!” He answers

I tried to release myself from him, but who was I fooling? The man is a brick wall, I couldn’t let myself go not even if I tried hard!

Once we got into my office he locked the door, placing himself in front of it and released me.

“Don’t you never, EVER, dare to manhandle me like that again! Do you hear me?” I stare at him with my eyes full of rage

“You know Y/N, all that anger is not good for you...you could have a heart attack” He chuckled

I was so mad, that tears of anger rolled down my cheeks as I cut the small distance between us and begin to punch his torso, arms or whatever I could reach

“I HATE YOU! YOU’RE THE REASON WHY I AM NOW A FUCKING BACKSTAGE GOSSIP SUBJECT! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU’RE SO FULL OF YOURSELF AREN’T YOU HUH? SHITTY ASS GASTÓN!”

I was starting to loose my strength due to my ferocious attack, and I would be damned if I let him see that...

When suddenly everything changed, the air in the room thickened and I saw myself now pressed against the door with my hands forcefully pinned on top of my head.

“Aww, that was sweet princess” He smirks confidently

“What are you doing Drew? Let me go” I murmured

“Oh it’s Drew now huh? Why the sudden change love? What happened with ‘Scottish prick, asshole and Gastón’?” He cackled “What’s wrong princess? Not feeling so confident and in charge anymore are we?” He pouts

“You’re hurting me” I lied

“Nu uh, we both know that, that’s a lie. I know you Y/N, every inch of you so don’t you lie to me now! That’s not what pretty little girls like you do” He reprimanded me

I felt confused and slightly turned on by his whole dominant character. But still I felt the urge to fight back.

“And what do you know about me McIntyre? NOTHING! So don’t YOU dare to pretend that you do! You know nothing about who I am or my needs, so quit the act”

He laughed before saying “And that’s where you’re wrong princess” He towered over me, securing my wrists with one of his hands while the other grabbed my cheeks making my lips pout(like one would with a child) and tilted my head up to meet his blue gaze.

“You see Y/N, we’ve known each other for what? 5 years? I’ve done a lot of observing in those years... I became quite good at reading you” He leaned forward..his beard,lips and mustache brushing against my own lips

“So I know for a fact that what triggered you into fighting Carmella wasn’t what she said...But the fact that what she said is true” He searched my eyes for confirmation and when he found it he smirks in appreciation

A murmured ‘Fuck you’ came out of my lips the best way I could since he had this vicious grip on my cheeks.

“Oh Y/N, Y/N... what am I going to do with you princess?” He asks amused as he release my cheeks “I must say though... I agree with almost everything Carmella said” He vaguely added

Pure humiliation filled me, the thought of him knowing that deep down I had a thing for him which wasn’t reciprocal at all made my stomach turn. I felt the tears of humiliation start to rise to my eyes, but I wouldn’t give him the pleasure to see that he had broken me. Instead I reached for the safety of the one thing I knew I could do: fight!

“You let me go right now you fucker or I swear you will regret it!” I said as threatening as I could

“Oh my, won’t you look at that? Kitty has claws huh?” He chuckled lightly

I took advantage of his distraction and yanked my arms as fast as I could out of his grip. The action caught him by surprise, giving me the upper hand to turn around to unlock the door so I could leave. But his surprise didn’t last long as for he saw what I was about to do and pressed me against the door once more, instead now my back was the one facing him so he pressed his semi hard bulge up against my ass with my hands and face now pressed on the wooden door.

“Where do you think you are going princess? We’re not done talking just yet” He whispers in my ear, making my whole body shiver.

“As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me” His lips were glued to my ear “I almost, I said almost, agree with everything that she said..except for one thing”

“If you’re gonna say that-“

“Maybe I’ll have to buy you a ball gag, since you don’t seem to ever know when to shut up...or maybe I should choke you instead,what do you say?”

I gulped loudly

“Or even better, I should fuck your mouth..bury my cock so deep on your throat that you will have no other option but drool all over yourself” He pressed his bulge harder against my ass “, that will make you shut up! I can already imagine how gorgeous you will look with my cock shoved down your throat” He moaned “Would you like that princess? Would you like for me to show you where’s your place? Where you really belong?” He grinds his erection on my ass and the feeling makes me moan softly

“Drew...” I pleaded

“The only thing I don’t agree with Carmella” He continues his previous statement ignoring my plea “Is that I’m too much of a man for you. To be honest I think you’re the only woman in this company who can actually handle me! The only one who will love and beg to be fucked faster and rougher..” His hands let go of my wrists and roam down to cup my breasts roughly, pulling me even closer to his body

“The only one who is the perfect fit for me...who will let me use every single hole as I please” He bites my ear making me gasp for more air.

“Won’t you Y/N? Do you want me to use you like the good little whore that you are?”

My head was buzzing with excitement, I could feel the now very wet pool of desire in between my legs. To think that all of my darkest fantasies with this man were about to come true made me moan a faint ‘Yes’ to him

He grunts at my positive response while one of his big hands unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans so his hand could sink down the fabric to find my very wet core.

“Hmmm I’ve been waiting 5 years for this lass...Fuck, you already feel amazing on my hand I can’t wait to feel this pretty little pussy around my cock” He growls

“Fuck Drew, please” I whisper

“It’s Sir to you, my good little pet” He smirked “Now tell me, do you think I should fuck you right here, right now so that everyone in this company can hear me make you my fuck toy or should we head back to the hotel? What do you say pet?” He asks as his fingers firmly circles my clit making my legs shake

“W- Whatever pleases you Sir” I stuttered

“I see you’re a quick learner huh?” He chuckles amused “I say, let’s show this roster who is the only woman who can properly handle me” He says as he removed his fingers from my core and licked them clean while staring at me. I softly moan to that scene and he smiles deviously before whispering

“Strip now pet and show what a beautiful fuck toy you are for Sir”

To be continued...

Please let me know if you would like to see a part 2 🥺?

[plentyoffandoms]

Hello! I love your fanfictions! Could you please do number 25 from your Wonderland Masterlist with Cash Wheeler? Thank you ❤️

Cash Wheeler x f/Reader (18+)

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Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Oral sex (M receiving) choking. unprotected sex.

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Thank you so much! I hope you like this.

#25. I need you and I want you. Butt naked. In my bed. Right now

Daniel - Cash Wheeler ☆ David - Dax Harwood

Cash Wheeler's POV:

"Just like that YN. Keep doing exactly what you’re doing." Was all I could say. My mouth hanging open, as I looked down at the sight that laid before me.

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would be here right now. Sitting on the edge of my bed with a woman I have only dreamed about, who is sitting on her knees, looking up at me.

My hands were placed on either side of me, gripping the sheets. I can be rough, too rough sometimes and I do not want to scare her off.

But with a loud pop, YN pulled her mouth off of my cock and I whimpered at the loss of her very talented mouth and tongue.

"Don't hold back Daniel." She said as she looked up at me. It was hard to keep my eyes open as her hand was still stroking my cock.

"I don't want to hurt you." I told her.

"You won't. Don't hold back." I cried out her name when she went back to bobbing her head in my lap, taking me down her throat until she had taken me fully into her mouth.

I placed my hands on the either side of her head and pulled her mouth off of me. She had a very cute, confused expression that came over her face.

"You have no idea what you asked for."

~

The only sounds in the room were my moans and the sound of YN gagging on my cock. I have placed her on the bed, laying on her back with her head hanging off the edge.

My hips were thrusting into her mouth at such a brutal pace but YN was taking it all so well.

She had tears streaming down her face as she gagged around my cock but she never once tapped out.

I am so close to coming down her throat, but I hold off. That was until YN grabbed my hand that was closet to her and placed it over her throat.

I can literally feel myself in her throat and it became too much for me. With a loud groan of her name, I came down her throat. I could feel her swallowing everything I had to give her, under my hand.

She kept sucking until I pulled out of her mouth.

"Mmm Daniel." Was all she had to say and I was already twitching, ready for round two.

~

"Does that feel good?" I growled softly into her ear as I thrust into her pussy with deep, hard thrusts.

"Don't stop! Just like that Daniel." Was YN reply.

We were practically wrapped around one another. YN had her arms and legs wrapped around me, trying to pull me in deeper if that was even possible.

My face was in her neck, biting and kissing her there. Making sure to whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

After a hard thrust, I felt YN's nails scratch down my back and actually break the skin. I hissed at the pain but it felt so good.

She was close. I can tell. She kept whimpering and moaning my name. Her pussy felt like it was getting tighter around my cock.

"Come on baby girl. I can feel you. Let go for me." I said to her before I bit her neck and she cried out my name. I groaned as I felt her just soak my cock with her own juices.

I fucked her through her orgasm. I made sure she was spent by the time I was done.

"Need to cum."

"In me. On the pill." Was all she needed to say and with a few hard thrusts, I stilled as I came in her pussy.

She gasped as she felt me cum in her. My mouth was hanging open, breathing hard. My eyes were closed.

I felt her hand on my face and I slowly opened my eyes. "Come back to me Daniel." She gave me a tired a smile, which I returned.

I flopped down on the bed next to her and pulled YN into my arms, her back against my chest.

"Mmm and just think. This all started when you text me 'I need you and I want you. Butt naked. In my bed. Right now.' Then a bunch of other messages that I ignored as they were you apologising."

"Got a bit drunk and David told me to stop pining after you and do something."

"Well I am glad you listened to him." YN said as she turned to face me. I captured her lips in mine and kissed her deeply.

"Me too YN, me too." I mumbled against her lips.

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[mrawkweird]

Top 5 favorite Male and Female Wrestlers and Why?

Edge: I think he can be responsible for officially getting me back into the world of wrestling full time back in 2004-05. His run towards becoming a champion and how psychotic and obsessed it made him was just really cool to me. The night he cashed in the MITB contract to become WWE Champion was just so special for many reasons. it solidified what that briefcase could mean for years to come, it gave the people someone that could actually topple "Super Cena" and it finally gave Edge the very thing he's burned every single bridge to get. He's the first and for a time only bad guy that ever made me actually root for them. Not to mention he had the most badass theme and entrance on the roster and today that still holds true. It is impossible for anyone to be cooler than Edge to me.

Victoria: She was and always will be not the lady to mess with. Victoria was right up there with Edge for me in the realm of psychotic badasses. Hell, I even hoped they would end up being paired together before Lita came and showed why that spot was hers. I always really enjoyed Victoria's character though and her finisher Widow's Peak is some sick shit. Best believe I had her wrecking everybody in SVR 2009.

The Miz: As far as I'm concerned anyone that can bring themselves to actually dislike The Miz and think he hasn't earned every right to achieve the things he has hasn't been paying attention. WWE themselves are even sleeping if they honestly think they shouldn't let him have a real run with THE title again. He has more than proved countless times that he can carry a show, carry a feud and carry a championship to absolute relevancy. Miz is a main event caliber star and as the music states he is in fact AWESOME. Punk's jealous-ass can kick rocks.

Mickie James: That woman has accomplished so much in the industry and for the industry that she is worthy of every single flower you could give her. And to top it all off she's not even remotely close to done. With everything that she's doing now it should cause the person that picked up that trash bag to cut their hands off out of sheer shame. She should be right up on that pedestal with Trish and Lita and so should Victoria. Not to mention she is finer than any wine you could find in a cellar 'cause GOODT LORDT.

Bray Wyatt: Truly the definition of infinite potential because you know that mind and his creativity will never stop rising. There is no such thing as a glass ceiling no matter how much WWE wanted it to be there. I look forward to seeing what he does next because from swamp cult leader to devil incarnate to demonic Mister Rogers to slasher killer Bray has hit shit out of the park every time. Everyone should be scared and excited for what comes next because that creative monster is loose and as he says; you can't kill it.

Jade Cargill: That woman is a goddamn amazon directly from Themyscira. She has not been in the game long but damn if she doesn't have my utmost attention every time she's on screen. She just captures it like she captures her opponents in the ring because she is as advertised and that is DAT BITCH. I look forward to seeing her rise in the industry and only getting better.

Roman Reigns: If star power was a person it would be Roman Reigns. He is someone that was always capable of having that very thrown around "IT" and it took WWE such a long time to actually let him utilize that to it's fullest potential. He is the "Head Of The Table" and the "Tribal Chief for a reason. People like to bring it up in discussion about who's the better champion for their company; Roman Reigns or Kenny Omega and for me that's always been a very easy question if I had to choose. Nothing at all personal against Omega but to quote Reigns himself there are levels to this. Levels that nobody else is touching right now as THE champion of their respective company. At least not to me. Honestly in the end you have to appreciate that it took WWE such a long time because now it makes his current persona all the more sweeter.

(I'm going to cheat a bit but I have to put these 2 together..) Asuka & Kairi Sane: When I tell you that these 2 became a match made in heaven the moment they turned heel to win those Tag Team Championships you have to believe me. Their initial face run was all a bit questionable. As questionable as the name "Kabuki Warriors" was itself but it was that heel run that made it all gel so perfectly. They were fucking magic together and just played off each other so well. Hell, they did so well they were the main event of TLC against Charlotte and Becky AND they fucking won. I still feel bad about Kairi in that match though. She earned every right to get to enjoy that moment and unfortunately she couldn't. Kabuki Warriors 5 Life.

LA Knight: In my head it's always going to be "E-LI DRAKE" but he is another person that just oozes the vibe that "This is your guy, this is who you should be building your brand around" and if the company he's in doesn't get that same vibe then they better not waste his time. He is honestly what got me back into watching Impact Wrestling with just how good he was every time he was on screen. He was THE reason to watch anything they were doing and I'm not saying that to be insulting; it's just a fact of life. No matter what's about to happen to NXT I hope to see him still be able to get to the level he should be there which is at the very top. His career is something I intend to follow no matter where he goes.

Hikaru Shida: She's all around just a personal favorite of mine. When it comes to her I ain't even gonna try to be unbiased. Her look and her in-ring style just had me hooked from the get go. So much so that when they introduced the AEW Women's Championship for the first time it just seemed destined for her and best believe I was ecstatic when she finally won it. I'm always going to really wish she got more TV time during her reign as champion though. And it may just be me wishful thinking but I feel like she might be up to something on Dark Elevation and the day she finally comes back to the main show I think she's going to bring something new with her.

[laverna-fanfictions]

To Touch Him/ Bucky Barnes One Shot

Hey guys! Firstly, thank you for your requests. I didn’t even think someone would ask me for something so it really is exciting for me to take requests. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did.

REQUEST: @fdert367 : Hello! I don’t know if you would be down to write this but can you write a one shot for the winter soldier and maybe make it nsfw? Thank you!

Summary: Y/N and Bucky have some fun!

Words Count: 2002

WARNINGS: Smut, Language, Being tied-up, a fight scene. 

“Dude, you really are getting rusty.”

Y/N laughed out loud, trying to tease Thor for a second round. He wasn’t actually rusty, but she liked to make fun of the boys of the compound. She was strong, she enjoyed beating them up and mock them. Thor wasn’t someone you could’ve mocked with, he usually was competitive, so he wasn’t just going to let Y/N win; he had to win the second round.

“Bring it on Y/N.”

His ‘anger’ made her laugh even more, she liked how Thor easily got railed up by competition. She wanted to add more fire to it. “Sure, big boy. But don’t use your powers this time, you know I can use them back to you.” she grinned at him, knowing it would just make him rougher.

Thor was the one who attacked first, throwing a fist at her face. But she easily grabbed his hand, twisted it, and turned him over. Her giggles filled the training room, she knew the others were coming to watch it. Thor tripped Y/N over, making her fall to the ground but she quickly made her way up, kicking Thor in the abdomen. He immediately held her leg, twisted her in the air but she didn’t let herself fall. While holding her fists on the air, she smiled mischievously. At that moment Bucky, Natasha and Sam came in the room to watch them.

“20 bucks Y/N will win.” said Sam while eating his chips, Natasha doubled for Thor and Bucky kept himself quiet, watching Y/N’s moves carefully. She swinged her fist to Thor’s face, held his shoulders and climbed on top of them, grabbing his neck with her thighs. He grabbed her by the sweatshirt, threw her to the ground and got on top of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, hitting him with her elbows to make him dizzy.

“Okay this is becoming a WWE match.”

She couldn’t hear who said that and she didn’t care at that moment either. She tried to get up, but Thor pinned her down quite strong. She tried everything, spinning him, biting him etc. But he didn’t even flinch. “Are you going to give it up, Y/N?” he asked with his mocking tone, making Y/N sigh. But then, she started to use her powers. She held Thor’s arm, focused on his powers, and then shocked him with his own electric. She gave such a high voltage of it, he cried with pain and let go of his hold. She took the advantage of it, wrapped her legs around his neck on the ground and held his arm. “Who’s going to give up now?”

He started to tap the mats aggressively. She cried with victory and let him go. They were out of breath, kept still on the ground. “Shit, Y/N! Yo Nat, I want my 20 bucks now.” Natasha rolled her eyes and gave Sam the money. Thor started to mumble under his breath. “Your abilities giving me migraines.” that comment made everybody laugh, and while they were leaving one by one Bucky stood behind. He helped Y/N got up on her feet. “What was this all about, doll?”

She shrugged “We made a bet. He thought he could’ve taken me down, I proved him wrong.” she grinned with victory then took a sip of her water. Bucky loved it when Y/N got all competitive and feisty but seeing her legs arounds Thor’s waist made him somewhat jealous. Normally, he wasn’t the jealous type, however something made his shoulders tense this time. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled her body close to his and started grinding on her. “You know… I have something much more fun than this thing.”

Y/N’s eyes met with Bucky’s, hugged him back and grinned. “I’m hoping you mean bedroom activities.” she made Bucky laugh instantly. He loved her; he loved every bit of her. How they connected so fast, how they can understand each other just by the look on their faces. He loved touching her, more than anything else.

He held her hand, took her to their joined bedroom. The moment they closed the door, Bucky pinned her to the wall started kissing her. He was pressing his body onto hers, pushing himself between her legs. She moaned when she felt the pressure, she opened her legs and allow him between them. His lips were rougher than before, more wanting than ever. “Bucky you are driving me crazy right now.” she cried with pleasure and anticipation, making Bucky laugh into her mouth. “Oh doll, you have no idea what I am going to do to you.” he parted his lips from her with a devilish grin, making Y/N frustrated than before.

He grabbed her by the waist, pushed her to the bed and got on top. He put her hands on top of her head, held them tight; not allowing Y/N to touch him. “Bucky… Let me touch you, please.” he shook his head in response. “Oh no, sweetheart. You won’t be touching me until you realize what you did.” she gulped her moan down, watching his face while he was undressing her from her sportswear.

For a moment, he let her hands go and went to the bathroom. Panting, she rose from the bed and wondered why he went in there. Just in seconds, he came out with the belt of the robe, grinning even widely. “Oh wow.” she exhaled with excitement, she loved when Bucky became dominant. He always was the dominant in bed, but they usually made love. That made the ‘rough sex’ even more fun, more excited.

“Hands up, doll.”

She obliged, letting him tie her. Her breaths were quick, she was too excited than she should be. Bucky pulled her to the edge of the bed, pushed her legs wide open started caressing her on top of her underwear. She moved her body with pleasure, wanting more of him but he wasn’t ready to give in yet. He wanted Y/N to know what she did. “Bucky…” she moaned, pressing herself to his palm. “What do you want me to do, doll?” his fingers only brushing her underwear, he was only teasing her. He wanted her to beg.

“Jesus, Bucky just…” she couldn’t continue.  “Do you want me to taste you? Is that what you want sweetheart?” she nodded, moaning even more. “You have to be more specific, be more vocal love.” she looked him in the eye, then gave in. “Yes, Bucky. I want you to taste me and finger-fuck me.” he smirked and took her underwear off from her legs. “Atta girl.” he pulled her from the legs, buried his head between them. The moment she felt his touch, she lost herself into it. First, he put two fingers in, trying to make her ready. “Oh fuck!” she cried with pleasure, wanting more. But she knew Bucky wouldn’t give her fast if she didn’t ask for it. “Bucky, faster, please!” she almost yelled, and she was sure that everybody on their floor heard the cry. He immediately did what she asked, made his pace faster.

The weave of pleasure making her move, moan loudly. He was holding her legs, trying to keep them still but her body still was shaking with pleasure. She wanted to touch him, badly, but her hands were tied- literally. While her pleasure becoming unbearable and she was closer than ever, she could feel the sweet feeling of the release she had been waiting. “Yes, baby girl, come for me.” and that all it took, his voice. She came all over his fingers, so intense that she couldn’t come to her senses even after.

“Oh my God.”

She was breathless, couldn’t believe the climax she just had. But Bucky hadn’t finished yet. He got on top of her again, kissing her neck and chest while mumbling. “Have you realized what have you done yet, moya printsessa?” she was still oblivious about what she did, but she was trying as hard as she can. Feeling her hesitation, Bucky stopped kissing her and looked at her directly. “I guess I have to fuck you till your senses come up.”

He didn’t even let her answer, he spread her legs again and took off his clothes. She was taken aback again by his looks. After all this time, he still amazed her. How beautiful he was, it was beyond her. She wanted to touch him, but Bucky made a “tch tch” sound to stop her. “Not now, not yet. First, you need to realize, doll.” he smirked again and brushed his big, veiny cock towards her entrance. A little, soft moan escaped from her lips. “Shit, Bucky…” after he was sure that she was ready, he pushed himself in, moving slowly at first.

When Bucky was sure she adjusted him, he fastened his pace, making you moan loud again. She knew afterwards she wasn’t going to look at her friends directly for a while. Her thoughts got distracted by his voice. “Tell me, Y/N, who does your pussy belong to?”

Then she understood.

Bucky was jealous of the ‘closeness’ when she and Thor were training. Her eyes got wide open with the enlightenment. She was going to make him feel much better now. “You. Only you Bucky.” she moaned loudly again, this time it was on purpose. “Not Thor, not anybody else. Just you.” he laughed, stopped moving in her and took her hands. “Good girl. Now you can touch me.” he untied the belt, let her hands go. The moment she was free, she grabbed him by his neck and got on top of him. She kissed every inch of his body, his scars, his neck- every inch. He moaned with pleasure under her, holding her ass while giving it a small smack. “Move, Y/N.” she obliged. “Your wish is my command, Sergeant.”

She started to move from the pace they left just a second ago. Their moans filled the room, the corridor even, but they didn’t care this time. They just wanted their release, which was close. She could feel her walls closing on Bucky, and she knew he was about to cum inside of her. “Yes, Bucky, you feel so good!” she pressed her lips to his, kissing him as if she were hungry. He grabbed her hair, pulling it somewhat gently and hard. “Yes!” they both cried at the same time, but it was Bucky who came first. She felt his warmness inside, which made her more excited. “Yes, baby, cum for me.” he started to move himself too, trying to make her cum. He smacked her ass again, and again, he knew it was what she needed.

The beautiful, warm feeling filled her whole body, making her fall to his chest while still shaking. “Holy fuck, Bucky.” she whispered, couldn’t find the strength to be louder. They were both out of breath, trying to calm themselves.

They stayed like that, didn’t know how long it took for them to recover what they’d just had. After her breathing became normal, she rose her head to see Bucky. “I didn’t know you were jealous.” he was looking at her like she was not aware of the ‘obvious’ situation. “I’m not jealous of anyone, doll. But that’s Thor. Even I wanna fuck him.” that comment made her laugh, she slapped his flesh arm as a joke. “Oh wow, do you want to have a threesome with him then?” she asked jokingly. He shrugged. “I mean, I’m not saying no.”

They both laughed and kissed each other, soft and loving this time. “You know that I love you so much, right Bucky?” he smiled gently and started to brush her hairs with his metal fingers. “I know baby. I love you too, and sometimes I don’t know how to deal with that love.” she kissed his chin and whispered. “I mean, we can go again.” she wiggled her eyebrows while laughing.

“Alright, that’s it. Let’s tire you then.”

[queenofthefallenangels]

She’s Mine Part 2

Jon Moxley X Reader

Rated M 

Warnings: I don’t think theres any for this chapter

Chapter Summary: After breaking it off with Jon, she reflects on her relationship with Kenny and how it all  started  with Jon that fateful night. 

Tags: @abadamn​ @hotyeehawman​​

The next night was the show. I always got their early and ended up staying late most show nights. I would be on my feet endlessly trying to help people and making sure that no last minute changes needed to be mad. I worked very hard at my job especially seeing how I was lucky to even have a job here. I needed to keep that job here. I had been worried about losing it ever since the affair started with Jon especially since Kenny was the one that got me the job in the first place. 

Kenny and I met while he was in Japan wrestling and I was in school on a forgein exchange program in Japan and my roommates had talked me into going with them to one of the wrestling matches. I had very little interest back then in wrestling. My roommate told me that Japanese wrestling was nothing like American wrestling and she thinks I would love it if I gave it a chance. She was right. I adored wrestling as soon as I saw it the first time. After I came home from the first time seeing it, I began to do tons of research on the different types. I had become obsessed going to a match every night that they had one. 

That was how I met Kenny. Kenny was wrestling one night when I was in the front row. He had done a high dive onto the person outside of the ring. Only, he missed his mark and went flying into me. He knocked me off my feet in more ways than one.

Medics took me behind the scenes to get checked up on as the matches resumed. They were going to take me to the ER, because it looked like I had gotten a concussion. I had no friends with me because for some dumb reason I went by myself tonight. Everyone else was busy with school work, but I had made sure my schoolwork was done before I came here tonight. 

Kenny had heard that I was back here and came rushing back there to make sure I was okay. He said he felt horrible for the botched move he did. I am not exactly sure what I told him, but my memory is hazy from that night, but I remember him there. I remember him deciding to come with me because I had no one else to go with me. He waited in the waiting room while they looked at my head and made sure I got home okay. 

“You know, a girl like you shouldn’t be out here alone.” He had told me while we were outside my dorm room. 

I shook my head, “I should know better, but I really wanted to see the matches tonight. I didn’t think I would actually be in the matches.” 

He smiled and chuckled softly at my joke. “You are really a dedicated fan.” 

“Yes, I guess I didn’t grow up with wrestling like my roommates. I want to see what I missed all these years. I really love it.” 

He nodded and leaned in, “You know, I have to say, you are the cutest girl I have ever fallen on while doing that move.” My cheeks darkened as the blood rushed to them. Was he actually saying this to me? I couldn’t believe my ears. 

He slipped me a number into my hands before kissing my cheek. “I hope your boyfriend doesn’t mind me doing that.” 

“I don’t have one.”

“All the better.” He said with a sweet smile before he left me standing there. 

I texted him the next day, not even waiting as long as everyone told me to. He asked me out to dinner to make up for the concussion and I agreed. Just like that the rest was history. 

Kenny and I were really happy together. The hardest part used to be the long distance we had while I finished school and he traveled. He wouldn’t let me quit though. He said it would all be worth it some day. He made that promise to me and it seemed like it was fulfilled when he was able to get me a writing job with absolutely no experience in writing. He made sure that we would never spend days apart like we used and everything was perfect or so I thought. It wasn’t until the night that he won the belt from Jon Moxley. 

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I was running to go congratulate Kenny on winning the belt when someone stopped me in my tracks. It was Don. He was part of Kenny’s new gimmick to help merge some people with impact into AEW. I had met him once before and he rubbed me the wrong way. He really did now with his hand in the air stopping me. “Kenny is busy right now.” “He can’t be too busy for his girlfriend,” I said crossing my arms. Kenny was never too busy for me. He always made time for me. Don scoffed and rolled his eyes, but let me pass through anyway. I smiled as I passed through and saw Kenny sitting there. “Kenny,” I said, opening my arms with a hug, but he didn’t hug back. “What’s wrong?” 

He didn’t look at me. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong, she asks. Like you don’t know what’s wrong. You have still been helping Jon write promos.” 

“He just asks me to go over a few things with me. Just like some of the other guys do. Adam still does at times. Jon basically writes his own and just asks me how it sounds. I don’t see the problem.” 

“The problem is, girl,” Don interjected. “Where do your loyalties lie?” 

“Excuse me?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at Don. “I am doing my job. It is the one that you wanted me hired on for, Kenny,” I pointed out. “I don’t get what the big deal is about me working with Jon or how it is any different from any other guy on the roster.” 

“Little girl,” Don started, but Kenny stopped him. 

“Let me talk with her about it alone.” He said as he took my hand and led me to the corner. I bit my lip. I didn’t like where this was going. Kenny never had a problem with me working around other men before, so why now? Why Jon? It couldn’t be just because they had a rivalry on the show. That was planned to be over soon.  

“I don’t want you helping Jon anymore. He can do great promos on his own. We are supposed to be against each other. It looks bad with you helping him if others see that they might think something of us up. Besides, he might be using you. You know, as a way to get into my head. He is just using you to get to me. He might think that he can use you as a way to get me jealous or something stupid like that.” My mouth dropped at his words, “What, you don’t think he would actually ask for my help otherwise?” I couldn’t help the small tinge that his words made me feel. Kenny shook his head, “You're a great writer in all, but he has said a million times he doesn’t want writers' help with his promos. Why would he pick you out of all the writers to help?  I think it’s better if you stay away before you end up getting hurt in this mess.” 

I shook my head. I didn’t want to believe the words he was saying. Jon treated me like a friend. It was no lie, I had been a huge fan of his when I found him during my research of the WWE. I might have developed a small crush on him. The fact remained he was married and I was with Kenny. It was nothing more than a harmless friendship where we help each other. “I don’t think Jon is using me to get to you. Maybe he is actually genuine. Maybe he actually likes my writing.” 

“That man doesn’t have a genuine bone in his body.” Kenny sneered. “Whatever he made you think is a lie.” “Why are you acting so jealous, Kenny?” This wasn’t like Kenny at all. I didn’t know what was going on here, but whoever this man was it wasn’t Kenny.

Kenny cocks his head to the side, “Is there something I need to be jealous of? I am just trying to protect your feelings here. I know what a big fan of his you were and it's easy to get caught up in, but is there something I need to be jealous of now?” His eyes darkened a bit as he looked at me. “

“Of course not. He’s married.” I snapped. “Why do I need protecting? I can take care of myself.” “I don’t care if he’s married or  not. If there is something I need to concern myself with tell me!” Kenny hissed. 

“No, Kenny, you are acting ridiculous.” This was so out of character of him to be like this. He never cared who I was around before. I could be around tons of different guys and he never cared. Why now? And why with Jon?

“I gotta have you on my side, (Y/N),” Kenny told me. “You’re my number one girl and I want to show you off. I have plans of you coming out with me on stage.” He wrapped his arm around me. 

“Why?” I asked. He had never wanted me part of his act before. Why would having the belt make any different. I looked down at my outfit. I wasn’t exactly wearing something you could go out on stage with. It was office casual at best. “What would I wear?” 

“Don,” He called Don back. “Show her the outfit.” He said snapping his fingers. Don nodded as he pulled out the outfit. My mouth dropped. It wasn’t a bad outfit by any means. It just wasn’t..something I would wear. It was a tight black dress that was very short with black sparkly pumps.

“Uh, babe, I like it, but it’s not something I would wear.” I said biting my lip. Heels and me had never done good together and that dress was so short. I was nervous that I was going to embarrass myself on national tv. 

“Come on, you will look great in it.” He said with a smile. “Go try it on for me.” 

I sighed and did that to make him happy even though I was not in this dress at all. I did my best to walk in the heels but my ankles bent all around in them. It was not comfortable at all. 

Did I wear it for Kenny that Wednesday night? Yes, of course I did. I allowed him to show me off as well like I was some trophy wife with his new belt. I didn’t know who I hated more, the belt or Don for changing Kenny. Kenny never cared what I wore. He never wanted me to dress up so he could show me off. He was proud of who I was and wouldn’t have ever made me wear that dress. 

I left Kenny in catering to go get some air after his bit with the belt. I leaned against the wall and slid my way down to the ground, kicking off my shoes as I did. I didn’t mean to start crying. It kind of just happened. Kenny was acting like an asshole and I just wanted the Kenny I loved back. I would have been fine if this was just an act on stage, but he was changing off stage too. 

“Hey,” came a voice. I looked up to see Jon come out of a puff of smoke. “You know crying in the alleyway isn’t the best idea.” He said sitting down next to me. He let out a slight groan as he got down. I rolled my eyes at him. “I would hate to see what would have happened if it wasn’t me that stumbled onto you. Now, what's wrong, kitten?” He asked me. I don’t understand why, but anytime he called me kitten butterflies flew around in my stomach and a small smile came on my face. 

“Nothing, it’s just Kenny is being...an asshole.” I sighed. “He doesn’t want me working with you anymore.” Jon raised an eyebrow at me. “Why not?” He asked. 

I shrugged, “You are using me as a way to get in his head to make him jealous.” 

Jon let out a low chuckle. “Oh, wow.” He shook his head before taking another puff of his cigarette. “I didn’t know he thought that little of me. I don’t use people. I work with you, because you actually have good ideas unlike some of the other crap writers they got around here.” I let out a small giggle. “So, you aren’t using me?” I asked him. 

“No! I would never use someone just to make someone jealous and if I wanted to make Kenny jealous.” He looked over at me, but his eyes didn’t meet mine. They were looking down at me in the dress. “It wouldn’t have gone like that.” His eyes met back up to mine. “Besides, I think you need to reevaluate who is using who here. That’s a nice dress, but it doesn’t seem like you.” 

I shook my head. “No, I hate it. I don’t mind skirts or dresses, but I can’t wear heels and it felt like he was showing me off like a trophy. Like look guys, I have a hot young girlfriend you wish you had. I don’t like that side of him. He used to like me for who I was not because he could show me off.” I said letting another tear fall. Jon reached up with his rough and calloused thumb and wiped it away. “Thank you, Jon.” I said resting my head on his hard shoulder.

“For what?” He asked. 

“For being my friend and not using me.” I said. We sat there in silence for a bit before Jon spoke again. 

Well, he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Before I knew it his lips were crashing onto mine. I couldn’t believe it. My heart did somersaults as his scent hit my nose. Cigarettes and mint. A spark hit me as we kissed. Something I never felt kissing anyone before. That was how my affair with Jon Moxley all began. He kissed me in a dirty alley and after that we couldn’t get enough.

[heelmcmahon]

Ring Games ♛ Adam Cole

fem!reader x adam cole

18+ readers

warnings: just smut lol

word count: 3337

- The daughter of Shawn Michaels, Y/N, is a wrestler in NXT. She currently feuds with NXT women's champion, Shayna Baszler in a storyline. Her good friend, Finn Balor is the #1 contender for the NXT championship, currently held by Adam Cole. A mixed tag match has been set up for NXT Takeover: Atlanta, winner takes all, no DQ with both titles on the line.

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You do your final stretches before having to walk down the ramp to the ring. This would be the biggest match of your WWE career thus far. You and your tag partner for the night, Finn Balor were hoping to win your respective titles in a hard fought match in the main event. This would be his 3rd title reign and your 2nd. You previously held the title for 89 days before losing it to Shayna Baszler in a ladder match. Your rematch had finally arrived.

You feel a hand on your shoulder whilst shaking off any nerves you may have. You turn your head to see one of your opponents for the night, Adam Cole. Adam was never really a friendly guy to you. He loved to tease you and make sarcastic jokes and snarky comments. There wasn't really any bad blood, he's just an annoying guy to be around. Also, everyone knew how much of a flirt he was. You couldn't help but feel like there was some sort of tension between the two of you. He knew it too. You two are always flirting with each other, you more subtle than him. Your most common form of flirtatiousness was nicknames.

"Hey, Michaels. Don't wine too much when you come up short tonight, it's not easy facing a guy like Adam Cole Bay Bay.", he says. Your ring name is Melody Michaels, after your dad, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels. It was hard at first to make a name for yourself in this business without being compared to your dad all the time, but soon you realized you could embrace it and be your own person at the same time. You take a lot of inspiration from him with your moveset. Hopefully tonight will really take your career to the next level.

"Sure, Cole. I'll do my best, just for you." you replied back with a fake smile so he clearly knew you were being sarcastic.

"This outfit you've put together tonight is really something different. I've never seen you wear something like it." He's clearly checking you out since you catch his eyes on your thighs. He was right though. Tonight you had new gear made for the special occasion of main eventing Takeover. You wear a dark purple set. It consists of a top that cuts off a little bit below your boobs with thick straps that cross across your back like an X. The top is sparkly and is lined with rhinestones. The bottoms are high waisted and reach just under your butt. They are super tight and lift a little above your thighs on the sides. They are also coated in glitter and lined with rhinestones. You wear your normal black fishnet tights, black knee pads, and your wrestling boots. You also decide to do your makeup a little heavier than usual. Nothing too extreme but still flawless and noticeable. You're also wearing your signature black leather jacket with a broken heart on the back to carry the legacy of your father. Your hair is curled and hangs low to the middle of your back.

"Yeah well I want to look good when Finn and I win our titles back". You don't look at him when you respond; you stay focussed on your warmup.

"Whatever you say, babe. I'll see you in the ring then." He walks past you but not before sending a wink your way. You simply roll your eyes and dismiss it.

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"And his tag team partner, from Chandler, Arizona: Melody Michaels!" The crowd roars as your name is announced and theme song plays. Finn stands by the end of the ramp waiting for you. You share a quick look, nod to each other, and then proceed to the ring. Shayna and Adam stand in the back corner of the ring eyeing you down. Finn walks up the stairs and holds the ropes open for you. You step in and walk with confidence to the front of the ring, facing the hard camera. You hold your arms out and yell words to pump up you and the crowd. You do the same for the right side of the ring and then turn your back to the camera to acknowledge the fans behind you. Finn waits in the ring for you to finish your entrance while Shayna looks around at the crowd with an annoyed face as they chant your name. Adam however can't keep his eyes off you. He has a sly smirk on his face. Your music dies down and you go stand next to Finn, across from Adam and Shayna.

"The following contest is a Mixed Gender Tag Team Winner Take All Extreme Rules Match! And it is for the NXT Women's Championship and the NXT Championship! Introducing first: the challengers. Melody Michaels and Finn Balor!

You and Finn step forward and acknowledge the fans cheering for you. You turn your head to yell in your opponents faces. "Better say goodbye to your title reigns because those championships are coming back to where they belong." Shayna simply rolls her eyes but Adam responds. "Not a chance, babe. Now backup and let the champs get introduced." He says.

You take a step back and think about his words. He is such a flirty jerk, but you couldn't help but feel butterflies when he called you babe this time around.

When Alicia Taylor introduces Adam and Shayna, you watch Adam take a few steps forward and yell at the crowd. Shayna does her signature "Queen of Spades" pose. They turn back around and hold their titles up to the ref. Adam sends you another quick wink, but before you can process it, the bell is rung.

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You're about 15 minutes into the match. Finn and Adam lay outside the ring trying to regain some strength after they both went through tables. You and Shayna fight in the ring. You hit her with a fisherman suplex and go for the pin. She kicks out at 2. Before she can get back up, you grab her and put her in her own submission, the Kirifouda Clutch. She is slowly fading, but she reversed it and somehow gets your shoulders pinned to the mat. You also kick out at 2. You both get back to your feet. She charges at you and you use her momentum to send her over the top rope. Shayna now stands on the apron. You run to the ropes to gain momentum and spear her through the middle rope. She hits the floor hard. You throw your hands up and taunt to the crowd. However, when you turn back around, Adam Cole stands in the ring.

"What is it, Cole? Are you gonna punch me?" You ask in a fake pouty voice with a puppy dog lip. You hold your hands around your back in an innocent way.

"I could never hit you, babe. You know that." he says looking down at you.

You find a wave of confidence come over you as the crowd cheers. You respond, "Well, what is it that you want, handsome?" Your hand now rest on Adam's bare chest as you get a little closer to him. His face shows that he is surprised by the nickname you've given him.

"Come on now, Michaels, you know what I want." He takes a step closer to you with a seductive look on his face. Now it's his turn to place his hands on your body. He rests them low on your waist.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Finn start to make it to his feet again. You play along with Adam while you see Finn slide into the ring. You also take a step closer to Adam and lift your head up a bit (if it's even possible to get closer). Your mouths are just inches away from touching.

"I'm not sure I do, Cole. But I do know one thing, maybe you should turn around."

He looks confused as he turns around. You get out of the way so Finn can hit Adam with a sling blade. Adam lays on the ground and you look down at him, "Sorry, handsome, I guess that's just what happens when you aren't paying attention." You send him a wink.

Finally, Finn Balor climbs to the top rope and hits Adam with the Coup de Grace. Before he goes for the pin, you see Shayna get back in the ring. With your quick thinking, you tune up the band and kick her square in the face with some Sweet Chin Music. You and Finn both go for the cover on your opponents.

1!

2!

3! The bell rings.

"Here are your winners, and new NXT Women's Champion and NXT Champion: Melody Michaels and Finn Balor!"

The crowd is going crazy. You pull Finn in for a hug and then clink your titles together in a celebratory fashion. Shayna looks beyond pissed. Adam on the other hand, has a look of pure anger, but yet a look of lust is written on his face. You blow him a kiss and display a smirk as you and Finn exit the ring. You walk up the ramp with your backs to the titantron as Adam Cole is still staring you down.

You and Finn walk through the curtain and arrive backstage. You two are greeted with hugs, congratulations, water bottles, and towels. You place your titles down on a road case.

"I had such a great time tagging with you tonight, Y/N", Finn says, "Hopefully we'll get another mixed tag match soon."

"I couldn't agree more, Finn! You seriously killed it out there. I'll see you tomorrow for lunch?" you say.

"You know it. See ya then, Y/N". He gives you a long hug and walks towards the men's locker room.

It isn't long before Adam and Shayna come through the curtain. Shayna shakes your hand and you two have a quick and casual conversation about the match and working together. Then, Adam walks your way. With no warning at all, he grabs your hand pulls you out of gorilla. He drags you through the halls of the arena until you reach his private locker room that he shares with the rest of the Undisputed Era. The room is empty since the Kyle, Bobby, and Roddy left after their matches earlier in the show.

Adam pulls you into the room and quickly shuts the door. He wastes no time before pushing you up against the wall. His left hand is placed on your lower back, pulling you close to him so your lower halves are touching. His right hand is next to your head, resting on the wall. Your faces are extremely close together, but there is still a few inches in between you.

"What the hell was that out there? Huh? Explain to me what that was all about?" Adam says, clearly extremely annoyed.

You decide to act dumb and play innocent. "I'm not sure I know what you're talking about, babe." You stare into his blazing blue eyes.

"Don't play dumb with me, Y/N. You distracted me in the ring and I lost my title because of it. So, now you're gonna pay for it." Adam has an intense and serious look on his face but his eyes long with lust.

You reply to him, your faces now closer than ever. Your hands roam Adam's chest and slide over every part of his abs, quickly looking down at them. "Oh? I'm gonna pay for it? How so?" You look up at him again.

"We are going back to my hotel room and I'm gonna fuck you into the mattress until you scream my name loud for everyone to hear." He says.

You answer simply. "I'll meet you at your car in 10." Your hands slide down Adam's arms and you pull away from him, exiting the room, but not before winking at him for the millionth time tonight.

You walk to the women's locker room. You strip out of your sweaty ring gear and put on your casual everyday clothes. You wear a pair of leggings, a cropped yellow top, with white shoes. You pair it with your WWE PC jacket since it is a bit chilly tonight. You grab your large bag and carry it out to the parking lot.

The walk to Adam's car was much easier than you thought it would be. You spot him leaning on the driver door. He looks up from his phone and sees you coming, so he hops into the driver's seat.

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The car ride back to the hotel was only about 4 minutes. It was silent, but not awkward. You could not wait to get inside and let Adam see and touch every part of your body.

When Adam pulls up to the hotel, you both grab all of your items, walk in, and check in. You walk up to a desk and Adam talks to the lady at the desk next to you. Somehow he finishes checking in before you and walks over to the desk you're being helped at.

"You can just cancel her room", he tells the front desk lady helping you, "she's gonna stay with me tonight," he tell the woman. You shoot him a very knowing look. The front desk lady looks at you and says, "You don't need this room?". You look up at Adam and he's looking down at you. His face looks so serious and stern. He simply states to you, "You don't need that room, Y/N." You look back to the lady at the desk and say, "Sorry, I won't be needing a room tonight." She looks down at her computer screen pushing some buttons. Before she gets the chance to look back up, you are pulled by the arm to the nearest elevator.

Before you can even say one word to Adam about that whole front desk show he just put on, his lips are planted on yours. You hear a ding, signaling that the elevator doors are closing.

With no thinking at all, you kiss him back. Your back is pressed to a wall in the elevator. Adam's hands are set low on your back. You have one on his chest and one in his hair. The kiss is so passionate and full of desire. You both want more. His tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You allow him to deepen the kiss. When he does, a soft sound escapes your lips. This makes Adam crazy. He removes his left hand and places it on your butt. Eventually, his hand rises from your butt to your waist. He plays with the hem of your cropped tank top signaling that he wants it off. Before the kiss can escalate anymore, the elevator doors open. Both of you break the kiss, quickly gather your bags, and move as fast as you can to Adam's hotel room, which apparently you were staying in tonight.

Adam opens the door and you both enter. He pulls you to the bed and pushes you to sit on the edge of the bed. He slowly crawls over you, his hand roaming your body the whole time. Finally, Adam says something, "You're gonna do whatever I say. The only thing I want to hear coming from your mouth is my name. Do you understand?" His voice is very stern. You nod with fake innocence written all over your face, excited for what's to come.

"Good girl." Adam's mouth attacks yours again. His hair drapes over your face like a curtain. His hand reaches for your shirt again. This time, he pulls it off your body. Adam breaks the kiss to pull your leggings and panties off in one go, as you remove your bra. Adam stands up and removes his clothing as well. When he lays back down, you climb on top.

Another strong and sloppy kiss begins. This time Adam shows dominance as he attacks your neck and shoulders instead of your mouth. You let moans escape your mouth. Your fingers are laced in Adam's long hair. Shortly later, Adam gives you a command. "On your back, now."

You remove yourself from Adam's grasp and lay down on the bed. Adam takes in the sight of your naked body. "Damn, babe. I've been waiting for this moment for so long" Adam says. You let out a slight giggle.

Next, Adam gives you no warning and slide one finger deep into your soaking wet pussy. You groan loudly, not expecting the sudden pleasure. Adam seems satisfied with your reaction. He slides in another finger, pumping in out out. Now you're really a moaning mess. Adam takes your vocalness as a sign to add another finger. He slides in and out of your body at a rapid pace. You yell out, "Oh god! Adam! Please!" When Adam feels that you are getting close to your climax, he pulls his fingers out of you. "Good girls get to come, you cost me my title. This isn't going to be easy for you, babe." Adam says to you. You try to catch your breath as ecstasy almost washes over you. You close your legs and wine a bit, not getting the full feeling of overwhelming pleasure.

Adam harshly opens your legs back up. Once again with no warning at all, he slams his cock into you. Now you really scream out. Feeling embarrassed, you drape your arm over your moth in an attempt to keep quiet. Adam notices this and pins your arms on the bed on each side of your head. "Not today, babe, I want you to scream my name so everyone in the building knows who's giving you the best sex of your life."

And with that, Adam picks up the pace. He slams into your body over and over and over, watching you every step of the way. Skin slapping and the bed creaking fills the room. The sounds that escape your mouth make Adam thrust even harder. Suddenly, he rams hard into your g-spot.

"Oh my fucking god! Adam! Don't stop! Oh god!" You moan in pleasure.

"That's right, baby, yell my name. Scream it." Adam lowly groans out.

"Adam, I'm gonna come," you say.

"Not until I hear you screaming my name." Adam says. He thrusts even harder than before, slamming every time directly into your g-spot. Except now, his thumbs plays around with your clit.

"Adam! Adam! Oh my fuck- Adam! Shit!" You finally scream out. Your vision is quickly taken away as your eyes are tightly shut. The ecstasy and pleasure washing over you right now in this moment is unlike any other sex you've had before.

Adam finally allows you to release, "That's right, baby, fuckin' scream it." He releases shortly after  into your pussy. You both ride out your orgasms as Adam thrusts slowly and deeply into your body.

Adam lays on the bed next to you as you both catch your breath.

"Fucking shit, Adam," you say.

He laughs quietly and replies, "I hope you're ready for round 2, tonight isn't gonna be easy for you."

And with that, the rest of the night was spent fucking until daylight. As the night went on, Adam became more and more aggressive. You seriously didn't know if you would be able to walk at all tomorrow. But that's tomorrow's problem, right now you're just focussed on Adam... and will be all night.

[doubletriplepowerbomb]

Mr. Lonely part 2

Sheamus x fem reader

NON-WWE AU

Word count: +4500

Warnings: none… yet ;)

Tags: @jenn0755 @zappyzoodle @disturbthepearls @lost-in-the-stories @lithesxx @racingandreigns @rocketgirl2410 @vebner37 @therianfurry46 @littlelunaticfringe @finnbalorlover21-blog @winged-time-criminal @mrsnegan25 @xfirespritex @wefunloveruniverse @mrsambroserollinsacklesmgk

Read part 1 here

I woke up at 10 am, fully clothed with a fully clothed Sheamus sleeping soundly next to me. His back was facing me and I watched his body fall and rise slowly, entranced by the freckles that dusted the pale skin I could see.

What the hell did I do?! I kissed him and he spent the night in my bed! I scrubbed a hand over my face before realizing that there was no use trying to take all this in. Whatever, at least we didn’t have sex.

I decided to try to act as normal about this as I possibly could- I wasn’t attached, we never did anything. I got up out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom.

Sheamus awoke to a comfortable bed that was not his own. He rolled onto his back and caught a glimpse of me brushing my teeth in my bathroom.

Ah could get used to this. A satisfied smile graced his face as he laid on his back, his arms behind his head. She looked different than any other girl ah see in the morning. If ah’m being honest, ah don’t stay long enough to see much of ‘em after ah’ve seen all of them.

Here ah am, though, laying in my jeans in the bed of the girl ah used to like in high school. The girl who never picked up on my flirting, never realized that there was another reason ah wanted only her to edit my essays. The girl who always smelled like citrus. She smelled like citrus last night at the bar too. Maybe that's what fucked with my head.

Sheamus turned onto his side to catch a glimpse of the clock on his phone, 10:05 am. At this point, ah would have been long gone. A girl sometimes likes to stay so I usually never have a one night stand at my place. Ah have to stop comparing… this isn’t a one night stand. She’s different.

Sheamus turned onto his other side and watched me brush my teeth.

She’s wearin’ the clothes she wore last night, her jeans and tight black top.

Looks a lot like a one night stand.

“G’morning, y/n.” He spoke from the bed. It startled me slightly but I don’t think he noticed. I rinsed my mouth before walking back into the bedroom. I wasn’t wearing any makeup and my hair looked kinda messy. I felt comfortable, I didn’t feel the need to not show my face until I looked presentable.

For a second, it looked like she was mine.

She’s not yours, lad. Don’t get all screwed up now.

“Good morning, Sheamus.” You would think this would be super awkward, but it wasn’t. There was a comfortable silence as both of us searched for the right words to say but we both came up short. After I realized that we weren’t gonna say much, I turned to my closet and slipped off my black shirt, revealing the black bra underneath.

“Is someone ready to sleep with me now?” Sheamus teased, sitting up in the bed. I didn’t have anything witty to say so I simply unclasped my bra and let it fall down my arms. His breath hitched as his eyes raked over my figure. I’m sure he was praying for me to turn around, but I didn’t. I grabbed a crew neck sweatshirt from the closet and slipped it over my head.

Sheamus couldn’t help the disappointment that filled him as he watched me slip the large sweatshirt over my figure.

“Do you want some breakfast?” I asked before taking off my jeans and slipping on pink pajama pants. Sheamus looked shocked and I explained myself. “I’m sure you don’t usually stay for breakfast but you’re still here and I’m hungry.”

Sheamus smiled before climbing out of bed. I wanted to act smug but I couldn’t, I was too busy staring at him as he got out of the bed and stood before me. His arms were muscular and defined and I could see his abs through the thin white fabric he was wearing-- butterflies shot to my stomach and I felt heat between my legs. Oh my fucking god, I gotta get out of here. I walked out of the room before he could see my face get red.

Sheamus emerged from my room a couple minutes later, he was holding his shirt and placing things back in the pocket. A travel sized toothbrush and deodorant. “You’re kidding. You bring travel-sized toiletries to your hookups?”

Sheamus looked at me with a weird expression. “Yeah, I also always have an extra condom, some people like mornin’ sex.” He said it so simply and he stared at me like I was the crazy one. “Ah’m like a boy scout, y/n, always prepared.” I laughed at him before handing him a paper plate with an egg sandwich on it.

“I hope you like sunny side up, I forgot to ask.” I told him, while carrying my plate to the small wooden table in my apartment.

“Don’t worry, ah like everythin’.” Even that sounded seductive, he either meant it to be or I was going absolutely mad.

We didn’t talk about anything important as we ate, just random, comfortable, small talk. Somewhere during our conversation, something clicked in Sheamus’ head. “Y/n, I know ya keep brushing this off, but I really do like ya.” He paused and my mind raced. He didn’t let me speak though, the next thing he said seemed to answer my fears. “Ah’m not just sayin’ it cause I want to sleep with ya, ah’m sayin it because ah was more content just sleepin’ next to ya than ah’ve ever been sleepin’ with any girl.” I was silent. My mind went blank. “Ah haven’t felt this way in a long time.”

“Who made you feel it before?” I asked quietly, my eyes looking downward at my coffee. I don’t really know why I asked it, it kinda just came out.

“You. In high school.” My eyes shot open, but he kept talking. “Ah had the biggest crush on ya, why do ya think I asked you to edit my papers every day?”

“Well I thought you needed help writing. You always did make the same mistakes though,” I paused as the pieces fell together in my head. “Oh my god. Sheamus, did you just make stupid mistakes in your essays so I would help you?” He nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me in high school? I always liked you too.” Now it was his turn to open his eyes in shock. “Why do you think I helped you? You were so charming and you seemed so helpless.” There was hope behind his eyes. Snap out of it. “But that doesn’t mean anything now. I don’t want to sleep with you no matter how much you might like me.” The hopeful glow behind his eyes disappeared.

“Ah don’t wanna just sleep with ya. I wanna be with ya.”

That was worse. Does he say this to all the girls he deems difficult assignments? I couldn’t trust him, I wanted to but I couldn’t. My stomach was doing flips as I imagined being with him. Waking up with him every morning and spending long nights in his arms- but that would never happen. He’s lying.

I couldn’t hide the skepticism on my face. He saw it but didn’t say anything more, I don’t know how he expected me to believe him. I wanted to be serious but I couldn’t make anything serious come out, “Well, if you want me that bad you’ll have to prove it.” I was hoping to say something along the lines of ‘Sheamus I can’t trust you and you know that.’

“Ah can prove it, y/n. Ah promise ah can.” I rolled my eyes and he smirked. “Just you watch, y/n. Ah have to go to work now but ah’ll come by the bar tonight.” His voice sounded so smooth and so confident- I was melting in my chair. He grabbed his flannel and walked up to me still sitting in my chair, he bent down and I looked up at him, thinking he was going to say something. But he kissed me instead. Then he smiled and left my apartment.

What the fuck?

What have I done?

I watched the door for a few more minutes, I was stuck in shock. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. After a while, I had managed to get up and go back to my room to grab my phone. “Megan, you’ll never believe what happened.”

“Did you sleep with him? Was it amazing? Tell me everything!” She squealed.

“Well, not really, no. It’s a long story.” I heard her get settled through the phone. “We kissed last night, at the bar, he stayed until closing. We had been talking and flirting all night but I just thought it was an attraction thing. But when he kissed me I instantly knew what everyone was raving about.” I paused, expecting something from Megan. She was silent but I shook it off. “So then we went back to my apartment and ended up in my bedroom but then I told him that I didn’t want to sleep with him. So then do you know what he did?”

“Did he leave?” She shouted. “How could you let him leave?!”

“No, no,” I started, “he didn’t leave. He just kissed me again and told me he wasn’t gonna force me into it. Then we fell asleep… fully clothed. We woke up and I made him breakfast and we talked.”

“Are you sure this was Sheamus? It sounds like he likes you.” Megan teased.

“Well then he told me that he liked me!” Megan gasped. “Yeah, he told me that he’s liked me since high school and that he was gonna prove to me that I can be with him.”

“That… is bonkers. Y/n he likes you! That’s great, but why does he need to prove anything.”

“Because I can’t get over things the way you can, Megan. I’m not as optimistic as you. I can’t get attached to him. I’ll be so hurt when I see that he’s moved on to other girls. And what if I’m working? This won’t last, there's no way he won't get bored of me then I’ll see him at my bar and I’ll have to serve him while girls fall all over him begging for him to spend the night again.”

“You already sound attached, honey.” Megan said, sounding defeated.

“I know. I get it though, he’s hypnotizing.”

“I know he is. But, I wouldn’t worry. I know a lot of girls Sheamus has been with and none of them have ever said anything like that.”

“Really?” Don’t get your hopes up.

“Yeah really, he’s never forced anyone into anything but he doesn’t stay the night with girls who don’t wanna sleep with him and he never stays for breakfast. He always wakes up before you then gets dressed and is gone. Sometimes he gets roped into morning sex but never breakfast.”

I stayed silent but I felt relieved- I know I shouldn’t care. I should feel indifferent, what do I care that he’s never treated any girl like this? Plus, he’s probably lying.

“Well, I gotta run but I’ll swing by the bar tonight.”

“Please. He said he was coming.”

“Of course, I’ll see you later.”

“Bye.”

Silence. I let myself flop onto my bed and I felt myself being drawn to the side of the bed he slept on. It smelled like cologne and whiskey.

-

I got to the bar at 4:30 to open for 5. My heart pounded, I had no clue what was going to happen. At 4:50, I let Megan in through the back and at five, Sheamus filed in with my regulars.

“You’re here early,” I teased as he approached Megan and I. I knew the only thing I could do was keep it light and normal. Megan can’t leave and, eventually, a girl will come and take him away.

Megan, Sheamus, and I chatted idly as I served my regulars. We talked mainly about high school, considering we all went together, and a little about college. We talked about our jobs and that’s when Sheamus spoke up.

“Oh. That reminds me. Ah’ve got to finish fixin’ sink pipes for a friend, ah got the final piece to the sink in the mail this mornin'.” He stood up and stared right into my eyes before finishing his statement. He looked at me as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. “Ah’ll be right back, y/n. This shouldn’t take longer than 25 minutes.”

I nodded and he ran off, it was only 6:30, younger people wouldn’t start coming in until around 8.

“See, I told you I couldn’t trust him. There he goes running off to ‘fix pipes’.” I mimicked his accent. It hasn’t even been a day since he told me he’d prove that I’m more than just a body to him.

“I think you are still. He just left. We’ll figure out if he’s a liar or not in 20 minutes. If he comes back in time, I think I’d trust him. He seemed kinda worried about leaving you here.” Megan was being too rational. I needed someone to be extra crazy and not support a friend’s budding romance with Mr Lonely.

I wasn’t consciously expecting him to get back, but I was watching the door between serving customers. After 20 minutes, I craned my neck to look at the clock, 5 more minutes. I was still looking at the clock when I heard the door open, I stopped looking at the clock and there he was, walking towards me. I couldn’t help the smile on my face and Megan, upon seeing my expression change, turned too.

“Was someone waitin’ for me?” Sheamus teased once he sat back down in the stool.

I ignored his question. “How’d the sink go?” I asked, sounding more impatient than I wanted to.

“It was fine. Easy fix. I just had to attach a final piece then turn the water back on.” His voice was normal and genuine. There was no hint of guilt and I believed him.

“What about that condom you keep in your pocket? Where’s that?” Megan chimed in. My face went red, if he didn’t already know that I liked him too, he does now.

“Ah didn’t bring it…” he started, only to be cut off by Megan.

“Didn’t bring it? Or already used it?” She accused. I know I said earlier that I wanted her to be crazy. But now that she was, I’m not sure I liked it- I didn’t want her to uncover any truth I wasn’t ready for.

Sheamus looked annoyed. He didn’t focus on her when he spoke, he just kind of stared at her with a glazed over expression. “Ah didn’t bring it.” He paused. “Ah wanted to prove to y/n that I didn’t want to sleep with anyone else.” Sheamus turned to me and noticed my embarrassment and his expression changed, “plus, you know how I operate, lass, would I ever spend only 20 minutes with a woman?” His voice was almost cold, it sounded like he was almost scolding her for making me feel weird.

After the ‘scolding,’ his mannerisms instantly changed and we returned to normal conversation. Megan didn’t seem phased by his tone or gaze from seconds ago. She, like every other girl in Pittsburgh, seemed to fall for his charm and never stay mad at him.

I found it weird that Megan, nor any of my other friends, were jealous. When the rest of my group showed up around 8, they all flocked to Sheamus and Megan told them the “good news.” They were all excited for me. They were supportive and smiley, something I wasn’t expecting.

If what Sheamus wants is true, that’ll mean he’ll retire as the man you can call for a good fucking. Why are they not upset?

Sheamus turned down 3 girls at the bar that night. My friends stayed with us the majority of the night and we had a normal conversation. They no longer treated him like some god who had seen them all naked, but like a friend’s boyfriend. It was weird, but nice. I enjoyed feeling like he was mine.

I know I shouldn’t feel so comfortable right now. The only girl in the bar that he hasn’t seen naked was me. That should scare me, right? He’s seen all of my friends naked, he’s kissed them, he’s slept with them next to him, he’s had sex with them.

Why am I not scared? Y/N!!! He could have anyone in this bar. I should at least be worried!

-

Our first week “together” went by unlike any week I’ve ever had, it felt like I had been dropped into an alternate universe. Sheamus must have felt like he was going to explode- he hasn’t had sex in a week. We talked everyday, he went to work and so did I, the first night we spent together had been the only one. It should have felt normal, but it didn’t. Normally, I wouldn’t have anything to do with him, but I was beginning to understand why so many people liked having him around. Aside from the fact that I expected him to fuck another girl at any moment, he was enjoyable to be around.

It was a Wednesday, two weeks into our companionship, I had just closed the bar and Sheamus was with me. On usual weekdays, Sheamus didn’t stay too late, he worked early in the mornings and I never wanted to keep him up later than he had to be. He stayed with me tonight only because his first job of the next morning was at 11.

Sheamus was standing behind me as I was locking the door and he suddenly spoke, “Ah want ya to come back to my place tonight.” He blurted. I noticed that he had been slightly on the quieter side tonight and I knew he was mulling over something, I guess that was it.

I had never seen his apartment, rumor has it that no one has. He doesn’t bring girls back to his place… ever. I wondered why but I didn’t ask him. “Oh wow, really?” I said both excited and sarcastic.

Sheamus smirked and nodded, “C’mon, love,” he started. My heart stopped beating at the nickname. It’s not a big deal. I had to remind myself that him calling me “love” was not actually him saying he loved me. I knew the Irishman liked to tease, but something inside of me didn’t want to think of it as just a tease or a nickname. “Ya haven’t seen my flat yet.”

I followed Sheamus to his truck, he had driven me to work today, and I climbed in. The drive was filled with a comfortable silence, I caught him singing softly to the songs on the radio but I didn’t mention it. I found it cute and I knew if I called him out, he’d stop.

We arrived at his building, it was only a short drive further than mine but a lot nicer. I followed him out of the car and through the lobby. Sheamus paused to speak to the man behind the security desk. “Hey, Tony, how are ya fella?” I wasn’t surprised, Sheamus was a local personality, everyone seemed to know, and love, him.

“I’m good my man, I’m good. How are you?” His New York-Italian accent was thick. “And who is this lovely lady?” He asked, looking past Sheamus at me. “Ya know I’ve never seen this guy bring a girl here, it must be serious, huh?” I blushed and Sheamus spoke up before I could.

“This is y/n. She bartends over at Jack, ya should stop by it's a nice bar. She’s turnin’ me into an honest man.” Sheamus joked, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me close. I smiled up at Sheamus knowing that, despite his joking tone, he meant it.

“Well I’m happy for you two, enjoy your night.” He said happily.

“You too, Tony.” Sheamus spoke before turning toward the elevator with me still wrapped in his arms.

I looked back and waved at the man behind the desk, “It was nice meeting you.” It was the first thing I said since climbing into his truck.

“You too, y/n.”

I don’t know what I was expecting to see in Sheamus’ apartment. I kinda was picturing something like mine, small, on the cheaper side but still nice and plainly decorated. That's not what I saw. Sheamus’ apartment was much bigger than mine. Two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a large kitchen and living room. Nice big windows that would let in wonderful natural lighting, a beautiful black leather couch, a large TV, and tasteful decor. He looked back and noted my visible confusion. “What,” he started. “You were expectin’ more of a bachelor pad, weren’t ya love?”

I nodded. “This is really nice, why do you never bring girls back here?” I didn't want to know the answer to that question originally. I had thought it was because he lived minimally, I could see now that he didn’t.

“Well ah didn’t want any of them in my house, fer some reason. Ah guess ah wanted to be able to leave. Ah don’t like them gettin’ too attached.” His reasoning was simple. “But ah want you here. Ah want you to get attached, ah’m already attached to ya I feel like it’s only fair.”

I smiled and let him lead me into his bedroom. More large windows and elegant black furniture that contrasted with the clean white walls. The only thing that hung on the wall was a Celtic Cross by his bed. He had photos and momentos, but they were in frames on his dresser and night tables. I didn’t stop myself from looking around. I picked up a picture of a small boy with pale skin and red hair smiling brightly in the arms of a jolly-looking woman with matching pale skin and mousy brown hair. “Is this you and your mom?” I asked, turning back to him with the photo in my hand.

Sheamus grinned and reached up to grab the back of his neck with his hand, I watched as his muscles flexed and the black fabric of his t-shirt rode up, showing shimmering white skin. “Yeah, that’s my ma’.” He moved to stand beside me and pointed to himself.

“You were adorable.” I said, my eyes locked on the small smiling boy in the photograph.

“Ah’m not adorable now?” He asked, a dramatic pained look on his face. I laughed at him and looked back at the small boy in the photo.

“Not as cute as you were here. When was this.” Sheamus had never talked about his life before moving. If he didn’t look or speak like a leprechaun, I wouldn’t even have known he was from Ireland.

He hesitated before leaning his chin on the top of my head, “Ah was four. She had just told me that she was takin’ me to a football game for my fifth birthday. My dad took the picture, he couldn’t come to the game, that or he didn’ want to.” Sheamus took the picture from my hands and placed back down on his dresser. “But enough of that, love.” Sheamus always seemed to know what I was thinking, he knew I wanted to ask more questions but he didn’t want to answer more questions about his father.

Sheamus turned back to me and leaned down to kiss me. His calloused hands held my face and I instantly forgot about what I wanted to ask him. He lifted me up and placed me gently on his bed before crawling over me. We remained clothed until my hands pulled on the hem of his shirt. My shirt came off after his but that was the only thing that came off. Sheamus waited until I made any moves and I didn’t want to tease him. He never made me feel bad about wanting to wait but I couldn’t help feeling a little conflicted about it. My fingernails raked over his pale skin, leaving red trails in their wake. Sheamus pulled away from my lips but didn’t go far. He moved to kiss my chin, his moustache tickled my lips. His soft lips moved down my neck to my collarbones and I couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped my lips. Sheamus pulled back briefly, smirking at the fact that he could unravel me with just his lips. My eyes shot from Sheamus’ face to his neck, exposed and strong, pale and begging to be bitten. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lifted my shoulders off the bed to attach my lips to his skin. Sheamus moaned as my lips ghosted along his ear and down towards his collarbone. Sheamus moved to his knees and wrapped one of his arms around my back to keep me pressed tightly against his firm body.

“Ah want ya, bad.” He moaned, his voice coming out uncontrollably. I pulled back from his neck and glared into his blue eyes. I didn’t have to speak, he knew what I was thinking. “Ah… uh. Ah mean ah want to… date ya bad.”

I smiled at him as he continued to hold me tightly against him. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s what you meant.” I moved my arms from the back of his neck to cup his cheeks. I pressed my lips against his and smiled against them. Sheamus laid me back down and pulled away from the kiss.

“Ah didn’t mean to make ya uncomfortable.” His voice was soft and he looked at me sweetly. His fingers brushed across my face gently and pushed a lock of hair behind my ear.

“You didn’t make me uncomfortable, Sheamus,” I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself up to his ear. “We’ll start dating after the first time you fuck me.” I whispered before letting myself drop onto the bed below him. I smirked as I stared up at his shocked face. His blue eyes were wide and his lips were slightly parted. “But that won’t happen yet, now let's go to bed.”

Sheamus groaned dramatically and flopped onto the bed beside me. He rolled out of bed only to take off his jeans. He tossed me a pair of sweatpants and asked if I wanted a shirt, I took off my own jeans and agreed to the shirt. The shirt was green and soft, it had an Irish flag across the chest. I turned away from him and slipped my bra off before pulling the shirt over my head. It was long and reached above my mid-thigh. I didn’t put on the pants, the shirt was long enough. Sheamus smirked as he watched me crawl back into bed. Ah could get used to this. He pulled the white sheets and puffy black comforter over us before he wrapped his arm around my waist. His bed was soft and warm, my clothed back was pressed against his bare torso and my bare legs were tangled in his.

I could get used to this.

Part 3