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judgementdaysunshine · 11 months

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I have a really cool request. The reader is gonna be in a storyline with TJD, she’s on NXT and in a tag team with Cora Jade. Her bad Cora are the reigning NXT and Women’s Tag Team champions. After their match against The Unholy Union Judgment Day pops up on the tron telling her that she is too good to be a partner with Cora. The next RAW after her and Cora lose the titles to Ronda Rousey and Shayna Baszler, she blames Cora for losing the titles, she starts beating Cora like Judgment day beat up Edge, soon the judgment dat makes an appearance and tells her that they are proud and tells the WWE universe she is the Hellraiser of Judgment day and will raise hell on the women’s roster along side Rhea Ripley.

This can either be platonic or with any member of Judgment Day

Ooooh this is gonna be bomb! 🔥

Starting over

Pairing: Platonic Judgement Day x Fem reader/ Finn Balor x Fem reader

Description: After losing a tag team match with Cora Jade, you decide to start over fresh

You smile high fiving Cora Jade, walking out to your theme song Born to be wild by Steppenwolf hugging and high fiving fans. You and cora fight smile after winning against The Unholy Union suddenly hearing music looking to see The Judgement Day on the jumbo tron "Y/N you know you're too damn good to be Cora's partner" you starred in a mix of confusion and shock at the jumbo tron wondering what was going to happen and what they were going to do "Your judgement day is coming" you feel a shiver go up your spine at the Irish voice as you and cora walk backstage. You feel the adrenaline in your body wear off as you jump from the ropes landing on Shayna Baszler doing everything you can to pin her but you get pushed off tagging cora in, cheering her on as she and Ronda Rousey tackle and throw each other until ronda gets the win making your blood boil and as the two of you walk away you couldn't handle the feelings and emotions from the past few months oozing out turning and smacking her with everything in you seeing red and losing it, dragging her back in the ring by her hair. You hit her and grab a chair hitting her with it and taking the other chair you grabbed locking her leg in it before getting on the ropes and jumping perfectly on it making her cry out in pain grabbing her hair ready to finish her off until music starts playing turning to see the judgement day walk out "Yes well done finish her off my dear" you look to see Rhea walking in the ring with a smile on her face as the boys come in surrounding you and cora "This is the day you start over clean. New life, new family, and new you" you stare at Damian turning to look at each of the four. "You proved yourself to us from now on you will be the Hellraiser of judgement day, you and rhea would make a good team against the rest of the women" you look at Dom as you steps closer to you holding out his hand to you, taking a deep breath and closing your eyes opening them and tying cora in between the ropes looking at the four standing to your left watching nodding jumping against the ropes and performing your move called twist and slam, getting up and back in the ring wiping the painted flower off your face, grabbing dom's hand, and after a lot of booing mixed with cheering the five of you leave changing yourself over the next couple of weeks. You have your hair cut, split dyed purple and black, wearing judgement day merch, and you gain the courage and tell Finn your feelings for him feeling a sense of love and family from the group than you ever had in your life, being considered a little sister to damian immediately after you joined always being ring side to distract the ref, being rhea's partner in hell always one step ahead to win and being her best friend and sister, you and dom became attached at the hip immediately acting like siblings to each other being an older sister to him and he was the greatest and truest best friend you ever had, and finn became the love of your life always at the ring or by your side with a hug or kiss on the cheek and the fans soon called the two of you Hellraiser and Irish Beast always showing fans how you cared for each other but the five of you showing the true meaning of family.

#judgement day x reader #finn balor #judgement day #wwe x reader #finn balor x reader #wwe #damian priest x reader #rhea ripley #dominik mysterio x reader #damian priest #rhea ripley x reader #dominik mysterio

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smartycvnt · 1 year

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The Odd Couple

Pairing: Becky Lynch x Reader

Summary: You and Becky have been known to feud together, but are thrown together as a team.

Word Count: 1081

It had been a long time since you had been called into a physical meeting to hear about your next creative storyline. Most of the time that sort of thing was put into an email or occasionally a text message. This must have been something big because you were meeting with everybody. Even Stephanie and Nick were supposed to be there. You had a good feeling about this though, especially since Triple H had told you that you were in the running to become a champion again soon. It had been nearly two and a half years since you were a champion. That was a long time to not be in the title picture, especially for someone who was thought of as a staple of both big brands.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Usually, you'd have been offended to be greeted like that by someone, but you expected nothing less of Becky Lynch.

"I'm here for a meeting, not that it is any of your business. I'm probably going to talk to Triple H about my next title run," you said. There was a hint of smugness in your voice. Becky had done her runs and now it was time for her to step back. You were glad that someone else was getting a chance in the spotlight. You had been there for such a long time, and yet, Becky seemed to be higher up on the call list than you were. Frankly, it was insulting.

"You've got to be kidding me," Becky muttered under her breath. You cocked an eyebrow at her, curious as to why she was so pissy all of the sudden. "Someone else better show up here in the next couple minutes or I swear to god I'm slapping heads off."

"What are you on about?" you asked.

"I think, and I could be wrong, but I think you're supposed to be my new tag partner," Becky said. You scoffed at the news. Putting the two of you together was a terrible idea. There was a list of women on the roster that Becky hated working with and you had easily secured that third spot. The only people she seemed to hate more than you were Ronda Rousey and Charlotte Flair. The only reason she didn't hate you more than Charlotte was because the company wasn't obsessed with pitting the two of you against each other for feuds. Becky didn't have to be forever linked to you like she was Charlotte.

"Nobody is stupid enough to make us tag together," you said calmly. Internally, you were panicking. Unfortunately for the both of you, Becky had been correct in her assumption. The two of you were set up on the next Raw show to join forces against Bayley and her minions. The two of you were then put on a travel list together, which you were pissed about. Over the next couple of months, you and Becky tried your best to avoid each other despite being together every single day that you worked. You kind of started ignoring each other until Rhea Ripley surprise attacked you after a match, injuring you at least a little bit.

"Hey," Becky said hoarsely as she entered the trainer's room. You had no idea where Becky had gone, but she had left you almost as soon as the two of you were backstage. You were kind of pissed about it, but pretended that you didn't mind. "How are you feeling?"

"Where have you been? And what's wrong with your voice?" you asked. Becky cleared her throat, but ended up just pushing herself into a coughing fit. Against your better judgement, you offered her a drink from your water bottle. She took it with a thankful nod and then handed it back. "You'd better not get me sick."

"I won't. I'm not sick. I was just having some words with Rhea, and they might have gotten a little loud," Becky said. Her voice sounded better, but not much. You laughed a little at the idea of Becky getting in Rhea's face and yelling at her until she was red in the face.

"And what exactly were these words about?" you asked. Becky shrugged as she shoved her hands in her pockets.

"About being more careful. She never should have hit you with the chair that hard. Technically speaking, she shouldn't have been aiming up that high in the first place. I told you guys that we didn't need a weapon, she could have just hit you with a clothesline or a dropkick. When did I become the reasonable one in this team?" Becky rambled nervously. You smiled to yourself, unable to keep the thoughts of how cute Becky was out of your mind.

"Probably when you had that kid. So, I am not allowed to leave this room until you sign me out. Can we get out of here now please?" you asked. Becky signed the paper and walked you to the locker room. You got a quick shower in, dressed yourself back in your street clothes, and then sat with Becky to watch the rest of the show. You weren't sure when you had started leaning against Becky, but she let you lay like that without complaining once.

After that night, Becky had definitely been a lot nicer to you. The two of you started to talk more on the road and learned that you had quite a bit in common. By the time that you were cleared to come back and wrestle in matches, the two of you were genuinely thick as thieves. You had planned on taking the titles earlier, but you got your WrestleMania moment during that tag team match. Technically, Becky had already quite a few, but even with your almost 18 years with the company, it was your first. You couldn't explain the happiness you had felt as you held those titles up in the air together as the new champions. You turned towards Becky with the biggest smile on your face to be met with her pulling you into her arms for a hug.

"Can I kiss you right now?" Becky asked. She looked so nervous, more nervous than you had ever seen her before. You didn't want to make her wait any longer, so you leaned forward and kissed her. The title fell right out of Becky's hand and onto the canvas as you dipped her back like an old school Hollywood kiss.

#wwe x reader #wwe #becky lynch x reader #becky lynch #my writing

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kyleoreillylover · 10 months

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Kyle O’Reilly x Reader

Summary: Kyle comforts you after your loss to Ronda Rousey.

A/N: This is my first fanfic, so please dont be too harsh on me! I am obsessed with the Undisputed Era( they are my favorite faction aside from the Judgment Day) so this fanfic is to curb that obsession lol. Hope you guys enjoy this!

Tw: Some curse words and Fluff.

You strutted down the hallways of the NXT arena, your head held high and your eyes trained on your destination. You were a force to be reckoned with in the ring, and nobody could deny it. The Undisputed Era was the most powerful faction in the company, and you were proud to be a part of it. But today, everything changed.

Your match against Ronda Rousey had been going well until she pulled an underhanded move and cost you the win. You were beyond furious and stormed backstage, looking for her. You wanted to make her pay for what she did, but you couldn't find her anywhere.

Your teammates tried to calm you down, but you were too angry to listen. You shut down and refused to talk to anyone. That was until Kyle stepped in.

"Hey," he said, his voice soft and gentle. "You okay?"

You glared at him, not in the mood for his concern. "Do I look okay?" you spat.

Kyle didn't back down. He knew you were stubborn, but he also knew how to get through to you. "No, you don't," he said firmly. "You're angry, and that's understandable. But don’t let it control you."

You scoffed. "Easy for you to say. You didn't just lose a match because of that bitch."

Kyle took a step closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "No, I didn't," he said. "But I know what it feels like to lose, and I know how to deal with it. You know Bobby and I have lost millions of times. You need to let out your anger, but you need to calm down first."

You rolled your eyes, not wanting to listen to him. But something about the way he was looking at you made you pause. He wasn't judging you or trying to tell you what to do. He was just there, offering his support.

"I can't calm down," you muttered, feeling defeated.

Kyle reached out and placed a hand on your shoulder, his touch surprisingly comforting. "Yes, you can," he said. "But you need to trust me."

You stared at him for a moment before nodding reluctantly. Kyle led you to a quiet corner of the arena, away from the chaos and noise. He sat down on a bench and patted the spot next to him.

"Sit," he said, gesturing to the bench.

You hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to him. You didn't know what he was going to do, but you felt strangely safe around him.

Kyle looked deep into your eyes. “Can I touch you?” Once you nodded, he put a hand on your back and rubbed soothing circles. "Close your eyes," he said softly.

You did as he asked, feeling your tension slowly dissipating. Kyle continued to rub your back, his touch gentle and reassuring.

"Take a deep breath," he said. "In...and out. In...and out."

You followed his instructions, feeling your body relax. Kyle's hands moved from your back to your shoulders, massaging the knots out of your muscles.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked.

You nodded, surprised at how much his touch was affecting you. You were used to being in control, but with Kyle, you were willing to let him take charge.

Kyle leaned in and whispered in your ear. "I'm going to make you feel better," he said, his voice husky. “Trust me."

You shivered at his words, feeling a rush of desire shoot through you. You didn't know what he was planning, but you were willing to go along with it.

Kyle turned you around so you were facing him, and he took your hands in his. His touch was warm and comforting, and you found yourself drawn to him.

"You're not alone," he said, looking into your eyes. "I'm here for you."

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, and you blinked them away. You weren't used to being vulnerable around anyone, but with Kyle, it felt safe.

He leaned in and kissed you gently, his lips soft against yours. You responded eagerly, feeling a spark of desire ignite within you. Kyle's kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly turned passionate, and you found yourself lost in the moment.

When you finally pulled away, you were breathing heavily. Kyle gave you a small smile and pulled you into a hug.

"I've got you," he whispered. "Everything's going to be okay."

You leaned into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. Kyle stroked your hair, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Let's get out of here," he said after a few moments. "You need to calm down and rest."

You nodded, feeling drained from the emotional rollercoaster you'd been on. Kyle took your hand and led you out of the arena.

Once you were in the car, Kyle started driving, his hand resting on your thigh. You didn't say anything, feeling too exhausted to speak.

When you arrived at the hotel, Kyle took you to his room. He made you a cup of tea and sat down next to you on the bed.

"I know you're used to being in control," he said, his voice soft. "But it's okay to let go and let someone else take charge."

You looked at him, surprised at how perceptive he was. "How do you know that?" you asked.

Kyle gave you a small smile. "I've been there," he said. "I used to be a control freak, but then I realized that sometimes, it's okay to let someone else take over."

You thought about what he said, feeling a sense of comfort in his words. You leaned into him, feeling his warmth surround you.

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch earlier," you said, feeling a sense of shame.

Kyle gave you a stern look. "You weren't a bitch," he said. "You were hurting, and that's okay. But next time, talk to me. Don't shut me out."

You nodded, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes. Kyle wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.

"I've got you," he whispered. "I'll always be here for you."

You felt a sense of peace wash over you, and you closed your eyes, feeling safe and protected in Kyle's arms. He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer, and you knew that everything was going to be okay.

#wwe x reader #undisputed era x reader #undisputed era #wwe #aew #aew x reader #kyle o'reilly #Kyle O’Reilly x reader #nxt x reader #Adam Cole x reader #Bobby Fish x reader #wwe requests #nxt

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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Brute Feelings

Pairing: Ridge Holland x Fem Reader

Summary: Based on Pretty Please;

While having a playful, intimate relationship, the feelings Ridge and the reader have for one another grow stronger and some of their actions earns Sheamus’s attention and when the reader hears him asking Ridge while she’s not around makes her nervous for a change…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)

Word Count: 2.8k

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

Ridge may have taught me a lesson after what happened in our pub, but I was still the crazy girl I was. I even did some things on purpose just to earn a ‘punishment.”

One thing that I was beginning to notice was how it was bringing us closer together too and with work getting heavy, major opportunities coming our way, Ridge, Sheamus and most importantly myself, were in the zone and supporting one another.

Sheamus had what seemed like a war with Gunther and now, it was my turn in the spotlight. It had to be one of the most challenging matches I’ve ever had, a fatal five way match with some of the best women’s wrestlers, including Ronda Rousey.

From beginning to finish, I never stopped fighting and luck was on my side. Ronda thought she had Natalya beat while setting up her arm bar, not getting her to tap just yet. Natalya was reaching for the ropes and Ronda had no choice but to stand so she could try to drag her back and the moment she did, I sent her into the ropes, so that Natalya rolled out to the floor and I yanked Ronda by the hips, rolling back and sitting across her legs while also creating a bridge to the mat, all of my body weight on her and it got me the win.

Not many women here have beaten Ronda and now I was one of them, jumping for joy and shaking like crazy at the crowds roar, smiling more when Sheamus and Ridge made they way down.

“Ridgey!” I jumped straight into his arms the moment he stood up, his smile showing me how proud he was, holding his face in my hands, and I was about to kiss him till I remembered where we were, dodging his lips and hugging his head instead, trying to act normal when I kicked my feet with my fist in the air, “I did it!”

“Next stop is that title,” He smiled back, letting me down as Sheamus came over to hug me next, giving him a good squeeze to try and keep the excitement that I had before I realized that I was about to kiss Ridge in the ring meanwhile no one knew about us, not even Sheamus.

“We’re proud of ya, girl,” Sheamus made sure to squeeze me back, ruffling my hair and laughing before we made our way out of the ring.

They both were truly great friends, rushing to the back so I could get changed and we could go out to a pub for a little celebration. It was one of the best nights we had in quite a while. We got a good bit of rounds, some food and before we left, I let them go get the car while I went to the ladies room.

Before walking out of the entrance, I was looking through my wallet for my hotel room key when I heard Sheamus’s voice:

“So, Ridgey, I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”

I wasn’t sure if this was any of my business, but I was curious, staying inside to listen to him ask Ridge:

“Is there something going on between ya and Y/N that you’re not telling me about?”

Even though I was all alone and they didn’t notice me at all, I stayed as still as a statue, growing more nervous, maybe he noticed Ridge and I’s behavior sometimes?

“What makes you think that?” Ridge asked back, sounding very calm; couldn’t have been me.

“Because, after she won and jumped onto ya, I thought she was gonna kiss ya. That’s not like her.”

Damn it, Sheamus truly knew me well. I didn’t know what to think, let alone do or say anything if I walked out there, hoping Ridge would kill this:

“Even though she acts like a wild animal half the time, she appreciates us and this is her first time getting a title shot. I’m sure she was just overly excited.”

“Maybe, she has her moments every now and again,” Sheamus seemed to accept that answer and I couldn’t stand there being as anxious as I was, acting happy like I was right before we closed up shop, pretending to skip out to them:

“We ready to go, lads?”

Sheamus held up the keys, smiling at me and heading over to the car. I’m glad it was dark in the backseat of the car, being with both of them after hearing that had my leg shaking, I started over thinking, but once we were in the elevator of the hotel and Sheamus got off at his floor first, I felt a little better.

I couldn’t ignore all of these feelings and after all, it seemed that they didn’t notice that I was there, and Ridge was the one I had to discuss this with.

“Hey, Ridgey?” I asked him quietly as the elevator doors closed, staring at the floor, but could feel his eyes on me:

“Yeah?”

I began fidgeting with my hands from the nervousness coming back again, swallowing it down to ask him, “I’m not causing any issues between you and Sheamus, am I?”

“No, of course not!” He said quickly, I’m sure it was shocking for him to see me so shy and quiet, “What makes you think that?”

“I heard what he asked you,” Finally, I picked up my head to look him in the eyes and just as I thought, he had no clue, the shock in his eyes expressing that, “And I couldn’t tell if he was suspicious of us in a bad way, or just curious. I’m sorry that I almost kissed you out there. I was just so happy.”

It wasn’t like me to ever apologize, Ridge staring at me as if he never heard me say those words before, he probably hasn’t truthfully, but he still brightened my mood when he took my hand:

“Don’t be sorry. You had every right to be happy like that and honestly, I planned on kissing you back. The whole thing with Sheamus? I’m sure he just finds it weird because you’re always just so-“

He was trying his best to find the right words, but I went ahead and said for him, “Crazy? It’s okay to say it.”

“Yeah, crazy,” He laughed softly, “But that’s alright. I think you’re perfect the way you are, even if you can be such a handful.”

“Figuratively or physical?” I joked, snickering when he rolled his eyes at me, laughing more he pulled me into his arms and threw me over his shoulder like he always does, stepping out of the elevator:

“Hope you like sleepovers.”

“Only with you,” I was smiling, kicking my feet and stole his hat to play with while he opened the door and the moment he stepped in, I used my speed to slide down in front of him, locking my legs around his waist to keep myself from falling, pulling his head to mine to kiss him.

“Can’t even let me get in the door?” He was always poking at me, but right now wasn’t the time for that, growling against his lips:

“I’ve been waiting all night to kiss you and you know I’m not patient.”

“I know, surprised you could behave for this long,” He chuckled, wrapping his arms around me while saying softly, “But don’t worry, tonight is about you.”

“About me?” Those words made the little devil on my shoulder dance, smiling more as he laid me on the bed, throwing his shirt off and reassuring:

“You.”

“So…” My mind was really getting lost in all of my dirty thoughts, biting my lip while staring at those massive arms and chest of his, “I don’t have to ask or say please? Just do what I want?”

“All bets are off, baby girl,” He winked, coming down to kiss me again, not expecting to be thrown on his back as I laughed:

“Well, tonight is really my lucky night.”

I jumped right on top of him and started grinding against his hard on, gladly giving him a kiss like he wanted, but letting them turn into soft bites while working down to his neck, able to feel his pulse growing, getting a spank and small warning:

“You better not be leaving marks all over me.”

“You’ve done the same to me. There’s a great thing called makeup,” I made sure to leave a dark one just for that, purring in his ear softly, “Besides, you keep lifting your head higher so I can keep doing it. You like it.”

Instead of answering me, he spanked me again and that time it really fired me up, standing up over him in bed, stripping out of my clothes and that’s when I got an idea, hinting as I placed a foot above his arms near the pillows, humming:

“Hmm, what shall I do next?”

“Well, you have two places to sit,” He quickly kicked off his boxers, having me look down briefly at his hand stroking his cock softly, knowing that made me even crazier than I already was, then licking his lips.

He always took the chance to work me, now this was my chance, smirking at him, “I wouldn’t want to wear you down too quick just yet, so-“

Taking another step towards his head, he was on it quicker than me, taking my thighs and pulling me down to sit on his face with a growl, “Takes a lot to wear me down.”

“Shhhh,” I gasped softly, playing with his hair at first while his tongue was at my clit, unable to help the slight rock in my hips when he started sucking next, turning my slight gasps into moans, “R-Ridgey-“

It didn’t take long for my body to reach its first struggling, forehead against the wall and trying to control the trembles, but of course he didn’t make that easy for me, giving me a spank so hard that I squealed, then hooking his arms around my thigh with his incredible strength, and still keeping my hips and legs shaking hard, keeping my body rocking.

Even with his face buried in my soaked cunt, I could see that he was smiling, my body giving off all of the signals that my orgasm was coming, stopped trying to fight the shakes and jolts, going right ahead and grinding against his face quicker than before.

“You just want me to suffocate you, huh?!” I didn’t realize how loud I was, unknowingly pounding my fists against the wall, nearly crying at how hard he was sucking my clit this time, squeezing his head with my thighs as hard as I could.

He still managed to laugh at me under there, panting so hard and my eyes were blurry a bit when I opened them a little, crying out,”Fucking hell, Ridgey! Oh my-, Oh my go-“

Not even for a second, he didn’t let up during my orgasm, and I may have been a soaked, shaking mess, I wasn’t out just yet.

“You alright?” He watched me carefully as I rose up on my knees slowly, still being proud of himself, “That made you really loud.”

“I’m just fine,” I flashed a quick look through my hair when our first time came to mind, how he edged me and had me begging.

“I know that look-“ For a change, that was a good thing to say. He instantly knew that I was ready to pounce, smirking while I slid back, squatting before sitting on his cock slowly.

It was harder to fight the wired nerves than I thought, but I was still capable. Poor Ridgey, he surely wasn’t prepared for my sudden burst of quickness, making sure he got to hear the sweetest moans of mine that turned him on, taking every inch of his cock with every bounce, as quickly as I could for as long as I could, till I fell to my knees.

“I see what you’re doing,” Leaning down to leave marks along his chest while winding my hips, things started to click in his mind, but I played dumb:

“What? I’m just enjoying you. My legs can only handle so much.”

“Liar,” He huffed, being playful and this time, I showed him that he was right, sitting back up and fixing myself into the squatting position again:

“Well, you did tell me that all bets were off. So, you afraid to moan or something?”

This time I had his eyes shut tight and his lip trapped in his teeth, bouncing harder this time too, adding a rocking motion along with it, and even when my knees gave way again, reaching another orgasm, I still kept rocking my hips, noticing how he was panting and his cheeks were red.

“Bet all of that speed going down to nothing drives you crazy, huh?” I left some kisses at his neck again before whispering in his ear, lifting my hips to bounce a few times then grinding down to a slow pace.

“You wanna see crazy?” It was a quiet breath, but I heard it, giggling as I settled, whispering back:

“Give me all you got.”

That moment, I finally realized that Ridge never showed me his crazy side, moving so quickly that I was just suddenly on my back, a single thrust sending the bed against the wall and getting me to scream, his speed outdoing mine.

There were so much power in his hips that I thought he was going to break me into the bed, a pinch in my lower core when he pushed my legs back with them against his chest and when I went to hold his head, he took my wrists, pinning them down with no chance of breaking his strength.

“R-Ridge-y” They called him Ridge The Fridge for a reason, I was starting to feel that weight of pure muscle on top of another orgasm coming like a storm, all of it knocking the air out of me, not able to finish.

“What? Can’t handle it?” He kept his nose against mine, about folding me in half and kept me so senseless that all I could do was whine, walls so clenched around his cock that the friction made me ache.

“I’m about to cum so hard!” I said it as quickly as I could, as it was happening rather, crying again at how overloaded my nerves were, woozy in the mind from all of the pleasure smacking me like a train.

Letting my arms and legs go, I still latched around him, hugging him super tight, feeling his cock throbbing with the last thrusts he had, gasping and making whatever noise felt right at the kisses he left along my neck to help me relax, his cock buried deep and his seed flooding.

“Just know, I’m not leaving this bed until I have no choice,” I chuckled softly before dropping limp, smiling at his laugh too:

“Well, your human body pillow is here, so don’t worry.”

“Good,” I smiled to him, “I know that I’m going to get a good nights sleep.”

After getting cleaned up and stealing one of his t-shirts to sleep in, I was out like a light and slept for what felt like a week, but with my eyes closed, still in a slumber, a pout formed on my face when I no longer felt Ridge’s chest that I was resting my head on.

“Ridgeyy,” I pouted sleepily, my arm still numb when I rose it a little, “Come back.”

“I’ll be right back, baby girl,” I heard from what seemed like a distance, rubbing my eyes and thankfully, it was still dark in the room, but there was a light that my tired eye focused on.

It was the door and I noticed it was open with Sheamus standing there, Ridge answering meanwhile he was still in just his shorts.

“Oh, hey Sheamy,” I yawned softly, then realized what I said, forgetting about last night.

His face was priceless at least, looking to me, then Ridge, the mess of the room. Ridge noticed the same thing I did, but before anything could be said, Sheamus, face and voice still tired, turned and walked away:

“I don’t even want to know what happened in there.”

I had to laugh at that, Ridge shutting the door and looking at the positive side, “Well, we don’t have to explain anything to him anymore.”

“Yeah, I think he took the hint,” I giggled sleepily, cuddling back up to him as he returned to me, “You’re all mine, now.”

#wrestling #wrestling imagine #wrestling fic #wrestling smut #wwe #wwe imagine #wwe fic #wwe smut #ridge holland #ridge holland x reader #ridge holland imagine #ridge holland smut #read and enjoy

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south-of-heaven · 7 months

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poly!4hw ufc x fem!reader where reader decides to join wwe with ronda and theyre all there for her big debut?

Paving the way || The Four Horsewomen (UFC) x Reader

Summary: You're making your WWE debut, your partners are there to cheer you on.

The moment had finally arrived. Your transition from the UFC to WWE was something you had dreamt about for a long time. The roar of the crowd, the bright lights, the adrenaline rush, it was all here. And you weren't alone; your partners were there too. Shayna, Marina, and Jessamyn ready to cheer you on from the audience while Ronda was with you backstage.

As you stood backstage, ready to make your debut, your heart raced. The familiar jitters mixed with excitement and anticipation. Ronda, the one who had paved the way for you, gave you a reassuring nod and a quick pep talk.

"Just be yourself out there. You've got this, you're a fighter, show them that."

With those words of encouragement, the two of you made your way to the ring, the music you had chosen to represent you blasting through the arena speakers. The crowd's energy was electrifying, and it fueled your determination.

Your opponent, a formidable wrestler, stood across from you. The two of you locked eyes, and for a moment, everything else faded away. It was just you and your passion for the sport.

The match was intense, filled with high-flying moves and powerful grapples. You could hear the cheers and chants from your partners in the crowd, and it pushed you to give your all. They were there, not just as fans but as your biggest supporters.

Whenever you hit a significant move or countered an opponent's attack, you could see the pride in Ronda's eyes, the excitement on Shayna's face, the cheers from Marina, and Jessamyn's encouraging nods. They were living every moment of your debut with you.

As the final moments of the match approached, you knew you had to give it your all. With a burst of energy, you executed your finishing move, pinning your opponent for the three-count. The referee's hand hit the mat, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

You had won your debut match, and it felt like a dream come true. Climbing the turnbuckle, you raised your arms in victory, and the crowd's cheers grew even louder. The feeling of accomplishment was overwhelming.

After the match, you made your way backstage, sweaty but elated. Your partners were waiting for you, and as you approached, they enveloped you in a group hug, their smiles matching yours.

"Congrats, champ," Ronda said, clapping you on the back.

Shayna grinned. "You killed it out there."

Marina and Jessamyn chimed in with their praises, and the camaraderie among you all was palpable. They had been there, not just as fans, but as a reminder of the incredible journey you had embarked on together.

As you walked away from the arena, arm in arm with your partners, you couldn't help but feel immense gratitude. You were living your dream, and having Ronda, Shayna, Marina, and Jessamyn by your side made it all the more special. Together, you were unstoppable, in the ring and in life.

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730bliss · 10 months

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requests open :)

taking requests! <3

general guidelines:

i prefer to keep my fics GN, but if you want a female/male pov just ask!

i have the right to refuse a request

x reader only.

writing guidelines:

i write for all AEW & WWE talent past and present, excluding:

austin theory, matt riddle, saraya, logan paul, lacey evans, ronda rousey, shayna bazler, sammy guevara, young bucks, someone who has passed on

i will write:

fluff, angst, hc’s, AU’s (per request), sexual implications & situations, strictly in kayfabe, etc, etc, ( if you’re unsure, ask!)

i will not write:

heavy gore/torture, non-con, straight smut (for now) , OC’s

thank you 4 reading :))

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sarcasticlcves · 1 year

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Love Is Stronger Than Friendship

Tatum Paxley x Female! reader

Summary~ Your the reason Tatum turned on ivy

Y/r/n~ your ring name

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"You ok my love?" You asked tatum as she was getting ready for her 3-way tag match with ivy. "Yeah just a little nervous, I mean I am going up to the main roster with you after I turn on ivy of course" you wrapped your arms around her waist and rested your chin on her shoulder. "Tatum what was the first thing I told you when we started dating?" "That you would always protect me and take care of me".

You smiled and squeezed her waist "and that my dear is why your coming up to the main roster with me, so I can keep an eye on your pretty face". She blushed and swatted your hands off her waist "yeah yeah I got a match to go out for I'll see you soon baby". She gave you a peck on the lips and walked out of the private locker room you both were sharing for the night.

The match was going great so far Tatum took some hits but nothing that would put her on the sidelines. Ivy was in the ring with Isla dawn when Ivy started to crawl to Tatum for the tag. Tatum reached her hand out but before ivy could tag her Tatum abruptly pulled her hand away. "We were never a team!"

You looked on smiling at the screen as Tatum jumped off the ring apron and started walking up the ramp. "Why?!" "Because love is stronger than friendship bitch!" And then Ivy got thrown out of the ring by Isla.

You watched on as Tatum kicked ivy hard in the stomach and then made her way up the ramp and back to you. 5 minutes later Tatum walks into the locker room with a huge smile on her face "I did it baby I betrayed ivy and now I'm going to raw with you". You smiled back at her and took her hand in yours "and we'll cause so much trouble my love"

2 weeks later

"Wait a minute that's Tatum Paxley! Y/n's girlfriend!" Corey graves yelled on commentary. "And she's got a kendo stick with her Corey!" Michael Cole replied to his coworker.

You were knocked out on the outside when you heard a kendo stick shatter against someone and then a few seconds later you felt a hand on your shoulder. "You okay?" "Yeah I'm fine" Tatum then proceeded to give you a pair of brass knuckles. "Go kick her ass babe" she smiled at you. "I definitely will" you took the brass knuckles and got back into the ring. Ronda Rousey looked at you from across the ring where she stood "coming back for more I see?" She smirked at you and you just scowled. Ronda charged at you and when she was about to hit you you punched her square in the face.

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

"And your winner by pinfall y/r/n" the ref raised your hand. Tatum walked over to you and raised your hand "and cause trouble we did".

#tatum paxley #tatum paxley x reader #tatum paxley wwe #wwe x reader #wwe x you #wwe nxt #wwe

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dimitrescus-bitch · 4 years

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Break Time (Ronda Rousey x Reader)

“Y/n?” Ronda called out.

“Shit,” you swore under your breath. She wasn’t supposed to be home for another couple of days. Either she was going back to the WWE or she was onto something else. The meeting had been short so they either actually wanted her back or they listened when she asked to get out of that contract. Either way, you were screwed because there was no way she wouldn’t notice the bruise on your face.

“Oh, there you are,” Ronda said as she walked into the bedroom where you had been putting on makeup. She kissed over one of the bruises and you winced. She backed away and took a look at your face. “What happened to you?”

“It’s nothing, I swear,” you tried lying. Ronda was paranoid to say the very least and learning that you’d tried to fight your way out of a dangerous situation was not going to make things better. “Don’t worry about it.”

“If there was ever a sentence to make a girl worry. Do I need to break a nose?” Ronda asked and you shook your head. She prodded you about it a bit more and eventually you told her about the guy who cornered you on your run through the park. “Broad fucking daylight!”

“Calm down, being mad about it isn’t gonna help,” you said and Ronda nodded. She sat down on the bed and you could see the anger simmering under her skin. You thought she was going to combust, but then she just stopped and stood up. “What are you thinking?”

“Change into something you can move around easily in and come down to the basement,” Ronda said and you nodded. You changed into what you normally went running in and met her downstairs. She wrapped your wrists and put gloves on you. She walked you through some basic self defense moves and then refreshed you on punching and blocking.

“Break time,” you said, panting. Ronda nodded and sat down on the mat next to where you were laying. Despite the fact that you were hot and a little sweaty, you moved to lay your head in her lap. She took her gloves off and ran her fingers through your hair.

“If you want, I can start taking you up to the cabin to run. Maybe we can take a little vacation for a couple months?” Ronda suggested to you.

“That sounds nice,” you told her. She smiled down at you and you could see the plans being made in her head. “I’m sorry if I worried you.”

“You have nothing to apologize about. It wasn’t your fault. I just wish you could have called me when it happened,” Ronda said and you sighed.

“You would have been on the first plane back. What happened at your meeting by the way?”

“I’m not going back, not now at least. I told them that I’ve got other things I wanted to focus on and somebody else deserves more of my time than a bunch of people who don’t want me there,” Ronda said. She sounded a bit sad, but you were happy to have her there with you. Ronda tapped your cheek and lifted your head off of her lap so she could get up. “Break time’s over.”

#Ronda Rousey #ronda rousey imagine #ronda rousey imagines #ronda rousey x reader #WWE #wwe imagine #wwe imagines #wwe x reader #WWE Raw #wwe raw imagine #wwe raw imagines #wwe raw x reader #raw #raw imagine #raw imagines #raw x reader

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sethofc · 3 years

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Is it bad i want her back in wrestling

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pinky-the-elephant-room · 3 years

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Rejuvenate

AN: @liliesoftherain @keishiins I’m reuploading this because Tumblr hates my guts. I got the idea from Ronda Rousey stating before her matches she would have intense sex with her husband. I was intrigued with the idea and wondered how many athletes do the same thing? Anyway enjoy this request

❉ Warnings: Praise Kink, Sub Bokuto, Bondage, and little bit of Breeding kink at the end? Bokuto x Fem Reader.

❉ Disclaimer: Sex is not a cure for mental illness. Since we don’t know why Bokuto has mood swings I played around with the idea. Please don’t take this seriously.

❉ Summary: As part of the Jackals, Bokuto no longer had the luxury of messing about in this matches. But little did his teammates know he had someone special picking up the slack at home.

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t’s not until you lose something that you start appreciating it for what it was. For Bokuto, it was his team, and more specifically, it was his setter Akaashi. He never realized how bothersome his mood swings were because he was too busy dwelling on his emotions. But when he started playing professionally, Bokuto no longer had the luxury of his teammates looking after him anymore. Technically, Tsum Tsum did his best (best meaning he just ignored him until Bokuto’s mood settled), but he was unsatisfied. He was starting to hate that the tiniest things would unsettle him and affect his play.

He tried everything from calming teas and even listening to rain ASMR before falling asleep. But his mood swings kept happening. Bokuto was at the end of his rope so much so he decided to visit Akaashi at his college. He had sent him a text letting him know he would drop by; hopefully, his old teammate would have something for him.

The university itself was pretty large and was known to attract international students from across the globe. Even now, Bokuto could see several foreigners staring at him in curiosity, but he just shrugged it off, thinking it was his eccentric hair (but really, it was his frantic pacing).

His face brightened when he saw his friend leisurely walking towards him.

“Bokuto-san, how have you been?” Akaashi inquired.

“Akaashi! Your school is so cool! I should come here more often,” Bokuto said while excitingly looking left to right.

“Please don’t,” murmured Akaashi, who was promptly ignored by Bokuto.

“Keiji! I thought I told you to wait for me,” a feminine voice called out.

Bokuto turned around to see a girl with a womanly figure walking towards them.

“Gomen, Y/N. I thought you already went back to class,” Akaashi replied to the girl.

Bokuto looked at her fascinatingly. She was beautiful, to be frank, and her beaming smile radiated happiness.

“Oh, who’s this?” she asked, looking at Bokuto directly, making him more nervous than he had felt in a while.

Akaashi turned to Bokuto only to narrow his eyes at his smitten face.

“This is Bokuto Koutaro. He was the captain of the volleyball team I was on in high school.”

She let out an excited gasp. “The Bokuto? The one you comp-“

“Anyway, this is Akaashi Y/N. She’s my cousin,” Akaashi cut in, confusing Bokuto.

Y/N sent a teasing smile to Akaashi.

“Our mothers are identical twins, and we were born in the same year. So, we’re more like siblings than anything. I should be calling him Keiji-ni, actually. It’s nice to meet you, Bokuto-san!”

Cousins? Now that she was closer, he could see the resemblance. They had the same dark hair and bright blue sharp eyes. But Y/N’s hair was longer coming down to her waist, and her eyebrows were neatly trimmed, unlike Akashi's. She also had the pinkest pair of lips Bokuto ever had the pleasure of seeing, or was that makeup? To be honest, he could never tell.

“What do you think, Bokuto-san?” Y/N asked him hopefully.

She had asked him a question which Bokuto wasn’t even listening to. Too busy staring at her animated face the entire time.

“Not today, Y/N. Maybe some other time. Go to class,” Akaashi said, almost sternly.

She pouted and said, “Fine! I’ll see you later, Bokuto-san.”

Y/N bowed politely, to which Bokuto scrambled to return before she walked away.

Akaashi muttered, “Don’t even think about it. She’ll eat you alive.”

His yellow eyes still on the retreating figure of Y/N, Bokuto distractedly replied, “what do you mean by that?”

His former teammate opened his mouth to say something but changed his mind.

“Do what you like, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Bokuto should have listened to the almost ominous warning by his friend, but he was too excited.

“You mean it?! Can you give me Y/N’s number then?”

Akaashi grimaced; nevertheless, he fetched his phone before complying with his former captain’s request. The two friends talked for a while before Akaashi had to leave for his class. By the time Bokuto had arrived at his lonesome apartment, he had realized he had forgotten to ask Akaashi for the advice he initially sought out him for.

Still, he considered the day to be productive and successful while staring goofily at Y/N’s number.

Over the next couple of weeks, Y/N and Bokuto exchanged texts. When he had first texted her, she was cordial and pleasant. As his interest became fairly apparent over time, Y/N responded to it with the utmost enthusiasm. Thankfully, Akaashi didn’t seem too opposed to it; instead, he made Bokuto promise to treat his cousin well. They had been dating for only a month when she asked him to take it a bit further. He honestly thought she was a virgin and was quite speechless at her question. Y/N was a petite and genial individual; in fact, Bokuto often worried that he would eventually drive her away with his boisterous attitude. And so, he was adamant about taking it slowly with Y/N. Only for her to flip the script and proposition him.

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“Did you have fun?” he asked earnestly after another date,

“Of course! Next weekend I'm free, so we should go out again,” Y/N replied cheerfully, swinging their interlocked hands.

Bokuto watched her closely and leaned in for a kiss.

She didn’t back down and instead tugged him closer. Their lips connected just barely before she moved back, but it was enough to entice him.

“Bokuto-kun, do you wanna come in? My roommate’s with her family for the weekend,” Y/N proposed.

He swallowed nervously and nodded. Her dorm was a standard two-room affair but standing in there, Bokuto felt such dread and excitement in the pit of his stomach.

Y/N took her time while removing her hoody before, with a teasing smile, she tried to help remove his jacket.

“You’ll get hot if you keep this on,” she cooed while pulling down his zipper.

Bokuto’s heart started racing out of control when he felt her small hands unashamedly caress his toned upper body in the guise of removing his jacket.

He distinctly heard something hitting the wooden floor but was way too preoccupied with helping Y/N unbuckle his belt to notice.

That night Bokuto was never so glad in his life to be wrong. She was no virgin. The way she roughly yanked his hair and demanded him to be faster and harder. It was hard to imagine Y/N not having prior experience. Despite him clearly being on top, it felt like she oversaw the entire affair. The praises that spilled from her mouth each time a particular thrust compelled her to see stars caused him to feel like he just scored a winning point in the finals. Her sleek legs that wrapped around him prompted him to renew his smooth but rough rhythm. Y/N eventually kept having to rewrap her legs each time he pulled out before she gave up and just splayed her legs to the side. That made it easier for him to reenter but strained Y/N’s muscles. She didn’t seem to care too much, though, as her nails embedded into his back. Bokuto lost count after her sixth orgasm and his fourth. The night continued into the early dawn. He barely slept, yet he found himself not caring after possibly having the best sex of his life.

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Bokuto felt at ease as the whistle blew and signaled the end of the match. The Jackals bowed to their devoted fans, and he could feel his teammates’ eyes on him subconsciously. Tsum Tsum was whispering lowly to Sakusa, who didn’t seem to be paying too much attention to whatever Tsum Tsum was saying. Even Hinata seemed subdued despite them winning the game. But Bokuto wasn’t bothered; he was satisfied. Y/N was out there in the bleachers waiting for him. Now that he won, she owed him a night of relaxation and back massages.

Even in the locker room, it was hushed, and only the bangs of the lockers resonated in the quiet.

Bokuto turned around when he felt someone tug at his uniform.

“Oh, Hinata! Good game, and that smash at the end was great. But you still have a long way to go before you can catch up to your teacher,” Bokuto loudly complimented while slapping Hinata’s back harshly.

“Ne, Bokuto-san, can I ask you something?” Hinata nervously inquired as he rubbed his back.

Bokuto looked at the younger boy and realized he was acting weird. Hell, he could tell all his teammates were listening to their conversation inconspicuously.

So, he just shrugged and motioned Hinata to go ahead.

“How come you’re so focused nowadays?”

Bokuto could almost hear the underlying question, ‘why haven’t you turned into emo Bokuto lately?’

Tsum Tsum, who had a towel in hand on route to shower, stopped to listen in. Even Sakusa, with his wet hair, stood by and didn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave.

“Well, Hinata...” Bokuto began as his thoughts drifted back to last night.

They stumbled blindly through his dark apartment, not bothering to turn on the lights. Y/N let out a shriek of delight when Bokuto hoisted her into his arms and went straight to his bedroom.

He pushed back her hair and sucked wherever her neck was visible.

“Y/N, babe, want you right now. No. I need you,” Bokuto corrected amid his trailing kisses.

She grabbed the back of his dyed hair and pulled.

“On the bed then. I’ll grab my goodies,” Y/N encouraged.

He cocked his head in confusion at the mention of goodies but tugged off his shirt and shorts in a hurry. Bokuto tossed his clothes somewhere at the side of the bed, where he could find them easily in the morning before making himself comfortable on his bed. He could hear her fiddling in his bathroom but waited patiently. Y/N always rewarded him whenever he did precisely what she asked of him.

She stepped out of the bathroom, hiding something behind her back.

“Oh, did you start the party early?” she asked, eyeing his naked body with amusement and hunger.

“Yeah, but I’d rather you take off your clothes and join me,” Bokuto replied as he pointedly stared down at her white wrap dress.

“One sec. Let me show you my present.”

Y/N presented him with two pairs of silver handcuffs.

Bokuto tried to play it off coolly, but he didn’t think he managed as her cheeky grin widened at his flustered composure.

Y/N got on his bed and ordered, “Sit back. I want to see how good it looks on you.”

She didn’t even need to say please as he hurried to do what she asked. Placing a quick kiss on his forehead, she managed to get both his hands cuffed and attached to the bed frame separately.

“Now, the real fun begins. Do you trust me?”

“Do you even need to ask?” Bokuto joked.

While sliding down his body to make herself comfortable, she pushed his chest back down.

His soft member laid against his thighs. Which he supposed that Y/N wasn’t satisfied with because she immediately went to work.

Y/N started by placing her hands on his firm thighs to which in turn made Bokuto jolt. But settled down at the soothing touch of her slender hands. Slowly but surely, she started to blow on his member. Feeling her hot breath, he shivered and clutched the bed sheets. It seemed like Y/N was in a playful mood, and that usually meant Bokuto was in for a long night.

That grip only got tauter when she started doing eskimo kisses to his cock.

Bokuto let out a low “fuck” when he felt tentative kitten licks while she traced the throbbing, purple veins along his shaft.

Y/N pulled back his foreskin to reveal the head. She rubbed the tip spreading the watery precum before sucking. She reveled in the familiar intoxicating taste and then swallowed him whole until his cock hit the back of her throat. Feeling the need to gag, Y/N took his member out of her mouth.

“Ko-kun, you taste so good. Maybe I should keep this up all night?”

“No, don’t,” he gasped.

Bokuto let out a groan when he tried to pull Y/N’s hair to make her take him deeper. But the handcuffs prevented him from doing so.

She let go of his cock entirely and shimmed out of her dress. Her bra and panties were next to go, and Bokuto’s eyes never strayed from the moment she started getting undressed. Y/N made herself comfortable and settled on top of his right thigh.

He felt his thigh’s muscle flex instinctively when he felt the soft lips and coarse trimmed hairs of her cunt. She already complimented him multiple times on how much she appreciated his physique. But she was paying extra attention to his bottom half tonight, apparently.

Unfortunately, his situation only got worse with her grinding against his thigh.

“Please, babe. I- I can’t wait,” he stuttered, which was an accomplishment of itself.

Y/N only laughed and said, “Come on, Ko-kun. You can do better than that. Remember last time how you begged so nicely? You can do it again.”

Bokuto imagined her swollen clit sliding along his bare skin. Which, he wasn’t wrong about because each time her center dragged against his leg, it wasn’t hard to notice the wetness she left behind.

“Ko-kun, should I just get myself off like this and leave you handcuffed until the morning?” Y/N asked wickedly.

“Don’t you dare-,” he started but let out a yelp when she pinched his inner thigh.

“Don’t be rude! I was just kidding, but I might do it for real,” she warned as she aggressively humped his thigh.

“F-fuck! Fuck!”

Oh god, he definitely felt the fluid dripping down from her cunt now. Bokuto could even hear the wet squelching sounds as she slid back and forth.

“Ko-kun, I wanna ride your face,” Y/N panted.

Bokuto’s eyes lit up, and he replied, “Are you going to uncuff me?”

“Nah, I think you’ll do fine just like this.” She didn’t say anything more as she leisurely crawled up his body.

Usually, he would have held onto her thighs while she sat on his face. But now, he could not do much once he caught a whiff of Y/N’s distinct scent. When her pussy was near enough, he licked the puffy clit that stood out so readily. Perhaps that was all the encouragement she needed because soon Y/N was aggressively shoving herself into his face.

“That’s it. Lick it all up. Don’t let a single drop go to waste,” she cried out while simultaneously pulling his hair.

He could barely breathe from her cushy thighs and the way her hands purposely kept him in one place. But god Bokuto loved it whenever she got like this. He could tell from her unsteady movement and the heavy breathing, Y/N was close. Laying his tongue flat, he licked from top to bottom and finally inserting the tongue inside her cunt. She lost her mind, convulsing uncontrollably.

“Fuck me! I-I’m going to cum.”

Y/N started enthusiastically grinding, and suddenly, an outpour of watery fluid started running down his cheeks. Her soft moans escalated to piercing screams before yielding to the spellbinding ecstasy. Bokuto helped her ride it out by slowly sucking on her clit.

“Ko-kun, stop... Too much,” Y/N whimpered, pushing his face away from her overwhelmed pussy.

She scooted back a few inches and collapsed on top of his chest, trying to recuperate from her intense orgasm.

“Y/N, how did I do? Tell me.”

“Yeah, you were amazing. You were such a good boy.”

He felt lighthearted and incredible despite his erection still being prominent to the point of almost being painful.

Bokuto attempted to turn Y/N on her side so he could enter from that angle, but the handcuffs once again stopped him. He turned wide-eyed, totally forgetting about the cuffs attached to the headboard.

“Y/N help me out here,” he asked, kissing her sweaty hair.

She snapped out of her exhaustion to grab a pair of small keys on the nightstand. Y/N soon freed his hands, and he noticed his wrists were red from the metal straining against his skin.

Bokuto positioned Y/N in such a way that she lay on her side but was facing him. Her bangs were damp with sweat and stuck to her forehead. Still, she was visibly glowing, just like she always does after their sessions.

“My turn, ok?” he murmured, leaving love bites on her humid neck.

Sliding one leg in between her legs, he then encouraged Y/N to encircle his hip over the leg he just slid in.

Now Bokuto could easily clutch her firm butt while kissing her lips. With an erection that was now beginning to purple, he decided he had waited enough. With one swift nudge, her sopping entrance gave away to his cock.

“So good. I—” she stuttered as he hammered away. “Yes. So good.”

Y/N tucked her face away in his neck.

“You’re doing amazing. Keep going just like that, babe.”

His breath hitched at the ongoing praises, Bokuto’s skin becoming more heated by the second. His heartbeat racing out of control and tingles resonating down his back.

“I’m close. Gonna cum,” he groaned.

With a sensation that started at the base of his length before it coursed throughout his entire cock, the closer he got. Then as Bokuto got to the point of no return, he could no longer contain the inevitable release. He couldn’t control himself as his eyes shut and his body started shaking. He almost wished he could recount the entire experience, but Bokuto himself had blacked out right after he spilled inside of her.

He later would open his eyes to his body still on the side and entangled with Y/N. The deep-seated satisfaction from knowing he ejaculated inside of her left him bone-tired but rejuvenated at the same time. In no way were they ready for a pregnancy but god damn it if the thought didn’t leave him content beyond comprehension.

Bokuto snapped out of his flashback to Hinata, still looking at him expectantly.

And with a smirk that was uncharacteristic of him, Bokuto said, “Let’s just say I have a girlfriend who’s been taking real good care of me before each game.”

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smartycvnt · 2 years

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the opportunity of a lifetime

pairing: charlotte flair x liv morgan x rhea ripley x reader

summary: a barfight comes with an unexpected ending.

warnings: smut, four way (f/f/f/f), strap on, top rhea, switch liv, switch charlotte, bottom reader, oral (f receiving), a blow job

Being able to unwind was an important part of your work. A night out on the town was perfect. WWE had rented out a club for the night, allowing only their talent and a few big names who had come in for the premium event that night. Summer Slam was supposed to be the biggest party of the summer, but you were pretty sure that this was even bigger than that. It felt a little crazier than the WrestleMania after party in Dallas.

Currently, you were dancing alongside your new ally, Liv Morgan. You had saved her after her match against Ronda Rousey from Bayley and Charlotte. Charlotte had gone after Ronda, costing her the championship, and then teamed up with Bayley to beat on Liv, which was when you had run out to save her. It surprised a lot of people, considering you'd been a very heel-leaning character since NXT.

"Shots?" Liv mouthed. The music was way too loud to hear her, but you understood. You followed her from the dance floor to the bar, where it was a bit quieter. Drinks were free for the night, so you weren't surprised to see your colleagues indulging in a few. What had surprised you though was the sight of Rhea Ripley staring at you.

Everybody knew about Liv and Rhea's breakup, caused by Rhea's betrayal. Technically, Liv had called things off, making sure Rhea knew that she wasn't going to be played like that. You admired Liv for being able to take charge like that, it was impressive. You didn't know if you could have done the same, you had a tendency of just following someone else's lead.

"Thank you for tonight," Liv said as she handed you your shot. The two of you did a small cheers before throwing them back. Liv let out a scream as she set her empty glass down on the bar. You just grimaced and placed your glass next to yours.

"You're someone who deserves to be a long reigning champion. No matter what anyone else tries," you said honestly. Liv smiled warmly at you before jumping forward to press a kiss to your cheek. You were surprised by what she had done, but it was still a welcomed gesture. Much more welcome than the person who had pulled you away from Liv afterwards.

You had never fought against Rhea before, having been at NXT before her and then on Smackdown the entire time she was at Raw. Still, you knew from the grip strength of whoever was grabbing you and then the first punch to your back, it had to be Rhea. You turned around, confirming what you had thought, and lunged at her. She was bigger than you, but you were tipsy and now pissed. How dare she lay her hands on you like that.

"Enough!" Another voice, one that you did recognize immediately, yelled. Both you and Rhea were dragged out of the club backwards. There were eyes on the two of you from anyone who had caught onto what was going on. The fist holding your shirt and dragging you backwards didn't let go until both you and Rhea were standing in an alley behind the club.

"Do you think I won't kick your ass too when I'm done with her?" Rhea asked Charlotte, poking the taller blonde in the chest. Charlotte didn't react how you thought she would have, instead turning her attention over to you, completely ignoring Rhea.

"Are you okay?" Charlotte asked you. You nodded. It wasn't much compared to some of your matches. Rhea had only gotten a few hits in before Charlotte broke everything up, and none of the punches had hit you in the face. Charlotte gave you a pretty quick once over, making sure that you didn't have any visible bruises.

"Baby her like everyone else does. Of course she's got you wrapped around her fucking pinky too," Rhea grumbled. Charlotte turned towards her, about to say something when Liv spoke up.

"You are fucking ridiculous Rhea. You broke my heart, not the other way around. You cannot be mad that I made a friend at Smackdown when you drove me out of Raw. I don't care that you did what you thought you had to for a championship. I am happy where I am, whether that includes you or not," Liv said. That did the trick to shut Rhea up for a few moments. Liv walked over to you and caressed your cheek. "You okay?"

"I'm fine," you answered. Liv pressed a kiss to your cheek again, this time a little closer to your lips. Charlotte cleared her throat this time, actively holding Rhea against the wall so she couldn't try to attack you again. "Thanks for breaking that up."

"Oh please, she only did it to get in your pants," Rhea scoffed. Charlotte kicked at Rhea's shin, but it was too late. You stood there frozen with shock as Liv sauntered over to Charlotte.

"I don't blame you," Liv said as she looked at you. You felt a blush creep up onto your cheeks as the two blondes stared at you. Rhea rolled her eyes at this, breaking the moment once again. "Oh please, like I don't know what you think of Y/n already. You're just upset that you've been a bitch and probably blew your chance."

"I don't know, I bet that we could get Y/n to forgive Rhea for tonight," Charlotte said. She pulled you towards her, strong arms wrapping around your waist. Your breath hitched as you realized how close you were to Charlotte. She smirked down at you, leaning in ever so slightly to kiss you. You kissed back, moving the two of you back against Rhea. To your surprise, Rhea didn't push the two of you off of her, instead pulling Charlotte's hips back to grind against her.

"We should get out of this alley before someone comes to see what happened," Liv said. She seemed surprised to be the voice of reason. Rhea looked like she would have been fine staying there all night, but Charlotte was the first to move out of the alley. The four of you left together, not caring whether or not someone saw you. Liv spent the car ride in your lap, kissing and touching you to get familiar with your body.

Rhea had driven, keeping her eyes on the road as Liv touched you. You could see her trying not to sneak glances, unlike Charlotte, who was blatantly watching the two of you. The entire situation made your head spin a little bit, but you loved it. All three of these women seemed to be into you, and you definitely found each of them attractive. It had been difficult keeping your crush on Liv at bay while she had been your Smackdown Women's Champion.

"We're here so you two need to keep your hands to yourselves," Rhea grumbled. Charlotte took Liv's place next to you as your group made their way into the hotel. Liv and Rhea had to sneak in while Charlotte walked you in herself. People had seen the fight and knew that Charlotte was a little protective over you, so it wouldn't raise many questions. Even though the two of you hadn't been super close for over a year.

"Do you know how long I've wanted this?" Charlotte asked as she pressed a kiss to the side of your jaw. Just the notion of her being close enough to feel her breath against had goosebumps rising on your arms. Charlotte wrapped her arms around your waist in the elevator, holding you against her as she picked up where Liv had left off. You were definitely wet, beyond what you had been with anybody else this early on in a night. You could only hope that Rhea would be in a good enough mood to not tease you about your arousal.

"Took you two long enough," Rhea grumbled, seemingly no improvement to her mood. Liv shot her a glare, which caused Rhea to shrink back a little. Charlotte unlocked her suite, promising that there was more than enough room for everyone to stay the night if things came to that. Liv seemed excited about the idea of a sleepover, as if the four of you were all old friends catching up after a long time and not about to sleep with each other.

Inside the suite, Charlotte pulled Rhea off to the bathroom while Liv took you into the bedroom. The bed was huge, twice the size of the one that they had put you in for the night. It was fitting, such a large and luxurious bed for The Queen. Rhea would undoubtedly have something to say about this when she got in, not that you would be focused on Rhea when that time came.

"Charlotte and I did a number on you, didn't we?" Liv asked as she unbuttoned your pants. Your breath hitched when she looked up at you, fingers hooked into the waistband of your pants. You nodded in response, your throat suddenly becoming very dry. Liv chuckled a little as she pressed a kiss above where your pelvic bone would be. "Can I take these off and get a better look?"

"Yes, please do," you answered quickly. Liv did exactly as you had asked her to and pulled your pants down your legs. You sat back on the bed as she spread your legs open and hungrily licked her lips. Liv started to lean in before pausing.

"Do you mind?" Liv asked. You shook your head, and she smiled, grabbing your hands to hold her hair back. You hadn't expected that, but you couldn't dwell on that for very long before her tongue was in between your legs. Each lick was eager, as if she had genuinely been thinking about doing this for a long time.

You could remember the first time you had ever met Liv, way back when at the Performance Center. She had been so in her own world with a crowd that had nothing to do with your own. It had seemed unlikely then that you'd ever become friends, nevermind something like this. As your fingers tightened in her hair, you realized just how lucky you were that your paths eventually crossed on the main roster.

"I really want to see you cum Y/n. Do you think you can cum for me?" Liv asked as her fingers came up to replace her tongue. They rubbed gently, yet quickly over your clit. It was much faster than her tongue had been moving, and your body definitely took notice of the change in stimulation.

"Y-yes Liv, I can cum for you!" It wasn't quite a shout, but it was definitely louder than what you had intended it to be. You tried to cover your own mouth, but Liv moved your hand away from your face. She wanted to hear every noise that you made, no matter how loud or quiet. Liv wanted the full experience of being with you that night.

Behind the two of you, Rhea and Charlotte were standing by the entryway, just watching. There was a jealous fire in Rhea's eyes at watching Liv enjoying herself so much with someone else, one that Charlotte caught onto quickly. The reminder of playing nice or getting the hell out was still fresh in Rhea's mind. She had agreed to play nicely, and Charlotte had gifted her with a strap on to use for the night.

By the time that the haze of your orgasm had worn off, Charlotte was grinding herself against Rhea. Liv looked between the two of them and then over at you. It was obvious that you were aroused by the little show in front of you. Liv hummed as she walked over to Rhea and Charlotte, placing herself in front of Charlotte and pushing her fingers into the taller blonde's mouth.

Both you and Rhea shared a look of surprise, not having expected things to move like that so quickly. Charlotte sucked you off of Liv's fingers before moving past Liv to where you were laying. She motioned for you to scoot up the bed, and you did. Rhea and Liv were making out heavily behind you, Rhea practically ripping Liv's clothes off in a haste to undress her.

"You can watch them if you want, but I'll be a lot nicer to you if you pay attention to me instead," Charlotte told you. It was a warning or a promise of sorts, that she would be good to you if you gave her everything that you could. "Do you think you can do that for me?"

"Absolutely." You were still breathless from Liv, and Charlotte wasted no time with you. She got you out of your shirt, now laying naked in bed. You were the first one completely naked, Rhea having not yet shed her sports bra or the boxer brief style underwear she was wearing. You took a moment to watch as Rhea rolled a condom onto the tip of the dildo and down to the base.

"Hey, stay right here. I promise you'll have a chance if you want it," Charlotte said as she rested her head on your stomach. You glanced down at her to see her tracing little patterns along your side just under your ribcage. "If you really want me to, I can go get a toy too for you, but I was planning on using something a little more special."

"I just want you," you said confidently. Charlotte smirked at that and slowly sank down between your legs. You weren't sure how you would ever be able to focus on anything with Liv sounding like she was being fucked within an inch of her life. A part of you couldn't imagine ever being that rough with someone, but another part of you was intrigued. Surely Rhea knew what Liv liked, and Liv would put up with it unless she was into it. Would Rhea be like that with you, or would she take it slower with you? Would Rhea even want to touch you at all?

Every thought left your brain the second that Charlotte's fingers entered you. You were soaking wet, practically dripping down her hand as she started with a slow pace. Charlotte was moving slowly to prolong her time with you. Every movement was careful and precise, as if she was following a careful plan. It was obvious that she had done this before with someone else, but you doubted she was the kind to kiss and tell.

"Do you like that baby?" Charlotte asked. Her voice was soft and praising, unlike what you were used to hearing in the ring. You started to nod your head when she bit the inside of your thigh, really sinking her teeth in. "Use your words."

"Yes," you answered. Charlotte kissed over the bite mark to soothe it several times. You didn't understand how everything she did seemed to keep your body teetering on the edge. When Liv's loud moans and screams of pleasure stopped, you hadn't even noticed. It wasn't until Charlotte moaned into your legs that you even noticed Rhea had moved over to where Charlotte was.

"Don't worry about her," Charlotte reassured you. You nodded and closed your eyes again, relishing in the feeling of Charlotte's fingers inside of you and the slow licks of her tongue. Rhea couldn't have been fucking Charlotte how she was fucking Liv. You could feel Charlotte rocking with the thrusts. It had added a little more force to the movements of her fingers and the licks of her tongue, pushing you over the edge.

"Yeah, fuck yeah," Rhea grunted as she fucked into Charlotte. "You're getting so fucking tight. When she's done, you're gonna suck it clean Y/n. You've had it too easy all night, time you put in the work."

You didn't find yourself even wanting to argue against Rhea on that one. Liv had taken great care of you, as had Charlotte, so Rhea did have a point. You had just enough time to recover from your orgasm before Rhea was moving over Charlotte to pin your head to the headboard of the bed. Rhea placed her hands on the top of it as you took the dildo into your mouth.

"Not too rough," Liv warned as she watched Rhea's hips start to thrust. Rhea rolled her eyes as she pushed her hips all the way forward. Your eyes were watering a little, but you could handle it. There was no way you'd bitch out on Rhea anyways. If Rhea wanted to see how much you could take, you'd make sure that she left the room impressed. Several times Rhea had the toy almost all the way down your throat before she finally called it quits.

"I'm out of here," Rhea said as she tossed the harness off. Liv was sitting on the desk in one of Charlotte's shirts while Charlotte laid next to you, still completely bare. Neither woman moved to say goodbye to Rhea, but you offered her a weak smile and wave. For a moment, you saw the hardened look on Rhea's face soften a little, but it was gone as soon as it had appeared. And with that, Rhea redressed herself and took her leave.

Liv came over to the bed, putting the oversized flannel she had worn around her waist onto your body. Charlotte brought you a pair of shorts to sleep in and you quickly found yourself completely out on the bed. You didn't know what to expect in the morning, but you were certain that you'd be enjoying your tenure on Smackdown a little more than you had before, no matter what happened.

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