#nick Jackson fic

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

You scared me

Nicholas Jackson X Fem (wrestler) reader

Summary: Y/N scares Nick during her match.

Warnings: Mentions of blood steel cage death match type shit :)

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I watched the cage lower from above, the steel shining in the arena. Tonight we would see the TBS championship being defended in a steel cage match. Normally I woudn't think much of a match like this, I was familuar with the cage and I trusted Y/n. However with Adam Copeland breaking his leg in that same cage not even a month ago had me on edge.

"Stop worring Nicky, I'll be fine" Y/n told me reassuringly as she kissed my cheek. "You know you're not supposed to be calling me that, you must call me by my god given name" "Well Nicholas, you know these kinds of matches arn't new for me. Willow and I will go out there and protect each other, you know that" "Just promise me you'll be careful, no stupid moves off the cage" "I promise I will be carefull but I don't know about the other part" Y/n told me playfully, I however did not find her joke funny. "You're out in 30" called one of the members on the production team. I gave Y/n a quick kiss before letting her get into posistion for what would be yet another history making moment in AEW.

"Jesus Christ!" Matthew called out "Did you see that!" Everyone was gathered around to watch the match from a monitor backstage, everyone wanted to see the bloody brawl that was about to take place. I couldn't watch, the sound of the steel chair cracking Y/n's skull made me sick. The blood poured out of her head leaving a puddle in the ring. "Nicholas! Are you even watching?" Matthew asked me "This is kinda hard for me to watch" I told him. "Think about all the stupid things you do that Y/n has to deal with, you should be watching!" He had a point.

I watched as Willow pulled out a large black bag that was wedged between the cage and the ring. My first thought was thumb tacks but I felt my jaw drop when Willow dumped a variety of mouse traps in the ring. "Jesus" I mumbled under my breath. I watched Willow Suplex Y/n into the traps. Some stuck to her skin while others were left with chunks of skin.

The crowd was going nuts, the women were left covered in blood, welts and bruised scattred their skin. They were proving once again that the women can do death matches. Everytime I thought it was over I was shocked by the last minute kick out. My worries had disappeared, I was on the edge of my seat wanting to see what would happen next. Just then I saw Y/n start to make her way up the steel cage and that nervous feeling returned. The arena went scilent as Y/n stood atop of the cage. They watched as Y/n took a few moments to compose herself, talking in the view and how quet everyone had become. They were showing their respect, allowing total concentration for what was about to occur. I watched Y/n execute a perfect corckscrew shooting star press (Pac's black arrow) but to my supprise Willow moved out of the way at the last second. Y/n went crashing hard into the table she had set up. Everyone was in shock with what we just witnessed. Y/n lifeless body lied in the middle of the ring as Willow went for the pin. 1...2....3...

Y/n didn't move a inch as Willow celebrated with her new title in the ring. "She's dead" called out another wrestler. "She's not dead, chill out" Matthew spat but I coudn't help think that maybe she was injured. She hadn't move at all. Medical staff tended to her as I ran towards the entrance way to make sure she was okay. They carried her backstage and I was to greet her. "What the fuck where you thinking" I asked Y/n as I held her tightly in my arms. "Owww" she called out "Sorry, Sorry but like what the fuck Y/n!" "I'm fine, don't worry about me" "You are not fine, you're going to need stitches and you just fell 15 feet to your death. You scared me Y/n!" I told her "I'm sorry I scared you" she told me "Please tell me you won't do something stupid like that again" "No promises"

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Birthday Surprise

Pairing: Nick Jackson x female!reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 815

Summary: Nick spends all week secretly planning and preparing for his love’s surprise birthday party.

Warnings: None

A/N: Hope you had the best birthday @katries 🎉 Love you bunches!! 🫶🏻🩵💜

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All week long Nick was on a mission. His mission? To throw the best surprise birthday party for his talented and gorgeous girlfriend. Despite having been together for such a short period of time, Nick wanted to go all out, to show her he cared and how much he loves her. Nick casually asked about what her preference of cake was at the end of last week. He wanted to be prepared ahead of time so he could make sure everything was perfect. He called up all her friends and some of his as well.

He asked for a few of her friends to get her out of the house for the day so he could decorate. About an hour into it Nick realized he needed help if he wanted to get this done on time. So called up the one person he could always count on — his brother Matt.

The two brothers worked together in hanging a banner and streamers. “Something’s missing.” Nick stated as he took in their progress. He went through his mental check list. Banner? Check. Streamers? Check. Balloons? Nick’s eyes darted around the room. No balloons. “The balloons are missing. Did you get them on your way here like I asked?” Nick spun on his heel to face Matt.

“Yes, Nick. I got the cake too.” Matt rolled his eyes. Matt wasn’t really that annoyed, he just liked giving Nick a hard time and what better way than stressing him out?

Nick froze. The cake! The most important part of a birthday party! How could he have forgotten? Thank God for Matt’s thinking because Nick’s was everywhere all at once. “Thanks. I can’t believe I forgot.” Nick mentally kicked himself for almost ruining the party. The party he was dead set on making perfect because his girl deserved perfection. To him, she was perfection.

“Don’t mention it.” Matt shrugged. “I’ll grab the balloons from the car. The cake is the fridge.” Matt called as he exited the living room and went out the front door.

Let’s have a look at this cake. Nick opened the fridge and there sat the cake on the middle shelf in a pink box with a clear plastic window to view the top of the cake. Nick set the cake on the kitchen island across from the fridge. Perfect.

Matt helped Nick place clusters of balloons in various places around the living room and move a few pieces of furniture around to accommodate for the guests.

The boys took a step back, admiring their work. The room looked ready for a party and the timing couldn’t have been any better. The doorbell rang indicating the first guest had arrived. “Thanks for helping me, Matt. It means a lot.” Nick thanked his brother once again, his hand on the doorknob.

Matt waved off the compliment. “It’s what brothers are for. Plus she’s a cool girl and makes you happy, and as mushy as it sounds, that’s all I want for you.”

Nick smiled at that and opened the door. A small group of her friends had arrived, gifts in hand. “Hey girls, come on in. The gifts can go on the kitchen island next to the cake.” He stepped aside and let them enter.

Soon the whole living room and part of the kitchen was filled with people and gifts. A text from Nick’s phone caught his attention.

From: Laken

On our way back. She’s getting suspicious.

Nick quickly got everyone’s attention and gave them go ahead to hide. He flicked the lights off and minutes later a car pulled in the driveway. He was beyond glad he remembered to have the guest follow the driveway on around behind the house to park. He could hear her asking about why the lights were off and getting the response that maybe he forgot to pay the light bill. Laughter followed and he couldn’t help but quietly laugh too, shaking his head.

Keys jingled outside the door, then the keys turned and unlocked the door. It opened and suddenly the lights were flicked on. “SURPRISE!!!” The whole room erupted with cheers and confetti fell from confetti poppers.

All the running around and pretending to forget her birthday was worth it when Nick saw that reaction, shock mixed with disbelief and overwhelming happiness. “Did you really think I’d forget my girl’s birthday?” Nick teased, wrapping her up in a tight embrace followed by a tender kiss. “Let’s party birthday girl! There’s a cake over there just waiting for you to make a wish and blow out the candles.”

Nick was pleased with himself as he watched the love of his life eat cake, dance, and open gifts. The only thoughts crossing his mind was how in this world was he going top this party next year but most importantly, how they would celebrate later, just the two of them.

General Taglist: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @plentyoffandoms-deactivated2024 @1dluver13xx @sunshinevirus @wwenhlimagines @crowleysqueenofhell @jackson-nickthedate @omg-im-such-a-masochist @kmc1989

Nick Jackson Taglist: @mrsmatt @morgan-bucks @rubyred1980 @breezyvk @writtingrose @jennifuz @writtingelite @katries @siriuslyblackonback

[mjfass]

I have so much to say

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

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「 SUMMARY 」 — both brothers desired you but their competitive streak gets in the way

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], dvp, dom!reader, handjobs, sharing, praise, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, vaginal creampie, squirting, internal cumshot

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.1k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x the young bucks

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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their competitive arguing could be heard down the hall

the brothers seemingly frustrated at their loss of their match

and the subsequent loss of their best friend in one kenny omega

nick seemed more level headed of the two surprisingly

while matt’s tempter tantrum raged throughout the arena

the pair storming into the locker room

fury ravaged both their faces

their gaze soften upon meeting yours

it was nothing special in particular in your appearance that made them stop and stare

you were always the calming force behind their fury

a simply smile from you could melt their frozen hearts instantly

matt fell to his knees breathlessly between yours

his head resting upon your thigh as he gazed up apologetically at you

“i’m sorry…” he muttered softly against your thigh

“don’t be sorry” you cooed sweetly, a hand running through the damp strands of matt’s hair

“you boys did so well” nick took a seat beside you, sighing heavily

despite his calm demeanor, he was burning with anger, betrayal

matt’s lips gently peppered kisses to your exposed thigh, inching closer and closer to your covered sex

nick eyed him curiously, the younger brother fuming with jealously

“what are you doing?” nick remarked

“what does it look like, idiot” matt responded with his usual sarcastic quip, fingers hooking into the waistband of your shorts

“you lost. you don’t deserve to fuck her” nick placed a protective hand on your thigh

“and what gives you the right to say that huh? last time i checked dumbass, you lost too-“

“well you ate the damn pin!-“

“boys! enough!!” you retorted sternly

“if you keep this up than neither of you get to fuck me”

they cut their act momontarily, offering each other almost apologetic glances

“now…” you started “you boys gotta learn to share”

you pat the seat beside you, offering matt to follow along

he quickly got up, taking his place beside you

slowly you pried his ring gear down, freeing his cock from the elastic restraint, slowly beginning to stroke his size

matt shuddered with a shaky breath instantly writhing against the pleasure of your hand

you began to place chaste kisses to his jawline, adoring the whimpers that left his lips

your free hand reached back, beginning to palm nick through his own gear

the younger brother let out a prolonged groan, the simple touch leaving his mind in a daze

nick’s fingers reached down into your shorts, rubbing small circular strokes against your clit

you whimpered against matt’s lips, quickly breaking the kiss to give the same attention to his brother

nick’s kiss was more feverish, the subtle rage that bubbled underneath only added to his passion.

he retrieved his cock, grabbing your wrist and wrapping your hand around his shaft

both brothers mumbled and moaned with pleasured obscenities

nick’s fingers dancing around your clit

while matt’s gripped the arm rests of the couch, desprate and needy for release

“oh god…” matt groaned, cock feverish and swollen

“you close pretty boy?” you cooed with a small whimper as nick’s finger curled upward inside your cunt

matt nodded, bitting his bottom lip to suppress his moans

his seed spilling over your knuckles in spurts of warm white, his breath labored as you continued to pump his cock

nick removed his fingers from your void, averting your gaze from his brother to himself

you released matt’s cock, the older brother gasping in relief

you did not want to waste anymore time with them

poor nick would have one orgasm less than his brother it may seem

quickly releasing nicks cock as well, sitting on his lap motioning from a still recovering matt to stand behind you

matt postitioned himself in the directions you told him too

standing behind you as nick pried your shorts down your thighs

your pretty cunt glistening under the dim locker room lighting

matt gulped thickly, still breathless from his first orgasm

you lifted up your hips, allowing nick’s cock to snake between your thighs

grazing the tip against your soaked walls before eventually slotting himself in with ease

a soft shudder escaped the younger of the two’s lips as he butied himself fully inside you

“c’mon pretty boy. don’t be shy” you teased matt playfully

grinding yourself back to give him a full view of your already stuffed cunt

egging him on to fill you even more

matt hesitated for a second, grasping his cock st the base, guiding himself towards your dripping void

some resistance on your part but otherwise is was such a heavenly feeling

you cunt gripped both their cocks tightly

both boys groaned with equal amounts of pleasure running through their veins

you began to bounce against both of them, feeling their cocks slot deep into your cunt one after another

“holy shit…” nick mattered, grabbing your hips and slamming them down onto his cock

both brothers began an assault on your cunt, the pleasure was so intense that your mind began to spin, eyes rolling into the back of your head

loud, choked moans spilling from your lips

“god…so tight” matt’s moans left his lips in soft sputters

mind still delirious from his previous and noe second impending orgasm

“you gonna cum on our cock’s angel?”

you nodded feverishly at nicks question, hips slapping back against theirs, taking their cocks fully

matt filled you first, his cock twitching and throbbing deep within your walls

still overstimulated and sensitive as white hot ropes seeped from between your thighs

a mix of moans and profanities left the younger buck’s lips

nick on the edge of orgasm himself

feeling the tightness of your cunt grip his cock

it was inevitable

both bucks were breathless

matt not so than nick

the older of the two having pulled out of you already

now sitting back watching the way his seed dropped out of you

“oh fuck…!” you whined, cunt creaming around nick’s size

spilling around his shaft, feeling so wonderfully stretched out

“fuck angel…you made a mess for us…”

nick’s rebuttal was cut of by a soft groan

his cock throbbing deep in your walls

cum painting your insides white with his warmth

“shit-“ he thre his head back in pleasure, just reveling in the feeling

the three of you basking in a comfortable post sex silence

nicks cock still buried deep within you

you glacéd up at nick momentarily, the blues of his eyes glazed over with adoration

still so fucked out

matt on the other hand was eager to touch you again

impatient it seems as his hands were already at your waist, cock pulsing against your ass

“you boys get yourselves cleaned up, we’ll go another round at the hotel”

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[madhatterbri]

Morning After | N.J.

Summary: The morning after Nick's birthday party.

Author's Note: Short little thing. Hope you all enjoy it. Happy birthday, Nick. 🎂

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Taglist: @magicalbuttertarts @smallestsnarkestgirl @mrsarcherofinfamy

Y/N shifted in the bed slightly. She rubbed her hand against the sheet below. Her sheets were a little softer than she remembered. The soft pounding in her head made her curse. She drank a little too much the night before.

"At least there is some water and pills on the nightstand," she observed. Y/N reached out to grab the cup of water. An arm around her waist dragged her towards a warm body. She immediately froze.

Who the hell was next to her?

Her eyes darted around the room. She wasn't in her bedroom. This looked similar to....

Oh no...

Nick Jackson laid next to her. A low, soft snore coming from his body. His hair covered his face. He wasn't wearing a shirt. Y/N bit her lip and looked underneath the blankets. She wasn't wearing anything.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no," she repeated and stood up from the bed. Her head pounded. She placed her hand on her forehead and grimaced. With the quickness, she grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her body.

Nick stirred and woke up. "What's with the noise?"

"Did we have sex last night?" Y/N demanded. Nick shrugged. The two of them could barely cope with being alive to remember.

"Why are you freaking out?"

"Oh, I don't know, Nicholas, because you are my friend!" She yelled and immediately regretted it. They both held their heads in pain. Y/N grabbed the meds from the nightstand. She swallowed them and drank some water.

There was an uneasy calm to the room until he decided to open his mouth.

"So.... Was it good?" He asked. "Who do you think topped?"

[hangmatts]

matt reminisces on the past.

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Matt stared at the wall, fingers tracing over his title. They had just won their match and the TV was turned on to watch Jack’s upcoming match. He was trying to pay attention but found himself struggling. If felt like there were a million thoughts and zero thoughts running through his brain, all at once. He didn’t snap out of it until he heard a noise.

Nick opened the bathroom door, drying his hands and tossing the towel aside. He had just shaved his face completely.

“God, I hated that mustache.” Nick said.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. You only had it for like- thirty minutes.” Matt mumbled.

Nick tilted his head, scanning his brothers face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked.

Matt sighed. He debated saying “nothing, I’m fine” but, his brother knows him far too well and would detect that’s a lie.

“Just… thinking about the past. Everything that lead us to this moment again.”

“Anything in particular?” Nick sat down next to Matt

God dammit. Nick knows him too well.

“This is the first All In without Kenny.”

“Yeah, it is.”

A silence filled the room. Nick was the first to break it.

“Do you… miss Kenny?” Nick asked.

Matt looked straight at him.

“I thought we agreed to never ask that question to each other?” Matt replied.

“I think this is an exception.”

Matt sat and stared. He looked up at the TV to see Jack, then back down at his title. It all hit him in that very moment.

“You know what? No! We’re tag team champions- the first and only 3 time ones- which we did, no thanks to him. He almost ruined our chance at that! We won our freaking match tonight by ourselves! You know- when he was here last year? We lost our match! We don’t need him.” Matt scoffed.

“You’re right! We don’t need him. We’re the best damn tag team and we proved that tonight. We got all this success with Okada and Jack. We’re here tonight because of us, because of the work we put in and-”

“We did it all without him! This entire year! So no, I don’t miss him.” Matt said.

“Neither do I.” Nick replied.

“Why should I miss him? Why should we? If he came back, he’d just take up all the spotlight anyways. That’s who he is, right? He doesn’t care about his friends. He just wants to be at the top. But we’re at the top now, and we did it all by ourselves. Screw him!”

Nick nodded in agreement before looking up at the TV when he heard a bell ring.

“Look at that!” Nick tapped Matt’s shoulder. “Jack won!” He got up, grabbing something that was in the corner.

Matt looked up to the TV and smiled. “That’s what I’m talking about!”

Nick tapped the gas can, getting Matt’s attention in the process.

“You ready to go?” He asked.

Matt stood up. “Yeah. Let’s go set this prick on fire.”

[leovaldezluvr]

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[delilahcalicocat]

~♡Please Dear ♡~

{Rating: Smut}

{Warnings: Swearing, Use of Sex Toys, Throat Fucking, Dom/Sub dynamic, Pet Name Use, Orgasm Denial, 3-some, Lingerie, Teasing.}

{Pairing: Young Bucks x Fem!Reader}

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【Summary: It's Y/N's Birthday, and she feels the need to tease her Boyfriends, only to be taught a lesson by them】

[Y/N's POV:]

It was August 6th, AKA. My birthday, Matt and Nick allowed me to go out shopping without them, little did they know. I went to my favorite store "Mama's Bow-tique", I picked up a bunch of stuff. Including a really cute nightgown!

~♤~ After Y/N arrives home ~◇~

"Happy Birthday Hun." Matt Cooed as he hugged me

"Where the fuck did you go? You were gone for 3 hours!" Nick Asked

"Nicky! Calm down. It's her birthday!" Matt sighed

"Fine." Nick sighed

~♧~ After They Ate Dinner ~♡~

"So what did you buy?" Nick persisted

"I bought a bunch of toys.." I giggled

"What Kind of Toys?" Nick questioned

"Probably Sex Toys-" Matt Added

"Oh... My naughty girl~" Nick Hummed

I felt my cheeks turn red, and my legs clenched on instinct.

{♡}~ That Night ~{♡}

"Ok Ready?" I asked, Standing in the bathroom

"We're ready Y/N" Nick and Matt Said in unison

I walked out in a cute Blue Lingerie set, that had a matching Collar, I pulled on the leash a little and both of my boyfriends sharply inhaled.

That was until they put the newly bought handcuff sets to the headrest on the bed and I was tied up, as Matt held a vibrator to me and Nick fucked my throat Mercilessly.

"We're- Gonna- Teach- You a lesson" Nick Said in between choked out moans

I felt my own pleasure swell up like a bubble in my stomach right as it was about to pop, Matt pulled the Vibrator away from me.

"Ah-Ah Dove. You have to beg for it." He coldly spoke

Nick pulled his cock out of my mouth and sighed "go on doll, beg for it." He chuckled coldly after that

"Fuck! Please Matty! Let me Cum!" I begged to Matt.

"Good Girl, Now go on. Cum." He demanded

That seemed to have coaxed my orgasm straight out and it felt like a breath of air, Until Matt slammed his cock into me. I gasped out sharply only for it to become a gag as Nick continued to Fuck my throat

"Nicky.." Matt Called Batting his eyelashes innocently

"Yes Matt?" Nick said

"Why don't we switch?" Matt proposed

"Just let me" Nick got cut off by his own Orgasm, in which he came down my throat and i took it all

"Now we can switch Matt" Nick said

By the 8th round of the night, I had no more stamina. But somehow these Fuckers could go for thirty more rounds.

"Ohh look how Cock-Drunk our girl is" Matt Cooed

Which pushed me over the edge and caused me to use my last bit of stamina

"Good Girl. Now let's clean up for bed.." Nick Hummed

I glanced at the clock and it read 12:30am, we started at 5:00pm how the actual fuck!?

But Out of the whole ordeal, I got to sleep in my new nightgown, the next morning I woke up to a hum against my body, and saw Nick holding a little bullet vibrator Against me

"Ready for round 10?" He asked

I looked over at the clock and it read 6:00am

"Sure.. I guess" I groggily said

"Good sweetheart, this time we'll be gentler." Matt hummed

I just hope that 6:00am won't bleed into 6:00pm, cause goddamn they know their shit..

A few seconds later, they of course had just begun to get ready for this whole early morning shit. Matt on the other hand, was already Fucking my throat, and Nick was still getting ready to do his shit.

He also had kept the vibrator in contact with my pussy until he finally entered me.

By 6:10am I was a sweaty Moaning mess..

"This good?" Nick asked

"Please Dear, go faster" I begged

"Ok" He did so

Something tells me it's gonna be a long day.

[that1emowitch]

I desperately need inspiration to write, and I've decided to explore outside my usual fandom (DC)

So which fandom should I write for?? (Also PLEASE leave ideas/tropes/hcs/recs in the comments or rbs!)

I don't have a pref for any genre (ship, gen, fluff, crack, angst, hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort, anything)

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If Darby were the Bucks biological brother then they would never know peace

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Nick’s recent insta story

Thank you Nicholas 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

I Still Get Jealous

Pairing: Nick Jackson x wife!reader

Category: Fluff/Light Angst

Word count: 4,023

Summary: When a wrestler has a crush on you, your husband makes sure to show you extra affection when the other man is in the room.

Warnings: Swearing

Requested by: rihannaproctor14 on Wattpad

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This was, what felt like the tenth time today, that your husband gave you kisses all over your face. Normally, you didn't mind but this was getting a bit too much.

You had no idea what was making Nick spontaneously show you all this extra affection, you loved it but you also didn’t like the looks some people were giving you.

You worked in the wardrobe department and had a hand in the merch shirts that went up on the website.

Brandi was the one who found out about you several years back after seeing some of your work floating around Ring of Honor. She was impressed with your creativity and showed Cody, Kenny, Matt, and Nick how talented you were. The men agreed, knowing they would definitely need someone with your creativity and skill set when AEW got up and running so they had Brandi contact you with an offer — clearly you accepted and, as they say, the rest is history.

Over the years, you got to know the EVPs well — Nick in particular. The two of you hit it off immediately, like you had known each other your whole lives. About four months later, Nick asked you to be his girlfriend and two years later, you were Mrs. Nick Jackson.

You were currently working on a new shirt design for Top Flight. You had just finished it and wanted to get the Martin brother’s opinions.

You headed out of the wardrobe room and down the hall towards the locker rooms. You were too excited about this design to notice The Elite just up ahead and the boys were too caught up in their conversation about who knows what to see you coming. You collided with one of them and thankfully he kept you from falling. “Sorry! I just—” You started to apologize when you looked up seeing it was none other than your husband you ran into. You chuckled, shaking your head. “Thanks for catching me babe.” You stood on your tip toes and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Where are you in a hurry to?” Nick asked, until he noticed your iPad in your hands. “You got a new design for us?” He tried to sneak a peak at your iPad.

You shook your head, grinning. “Nope, not today. I have something I need Dante and Darius to look at. If they like it, it just might be their new shirt design.” You beamed, proud of your work. You flipped your iPad around and showed off the design to the guys. “What do you think?” You asked, genuinely wanting their opinions.

Nick tensed up at the mention of the older Martin brother’s name. He did his best to play it cool so no one would catch him and try to put the pieces together.

Matt, Kenny, and Brandon loved the design. They all told you how good you did and joked that you should make theirs look ten times better. The four of you laughed and that’s when you noticed Nick was being awfully quiet.

You looked over at him and noticed his jaw clenched and that he was off in his own world. You weren’t sure what caused this reaction but you were going to find out.

You subtly tugged on Nick’s arm in attempts to get his attention. After a particularly hard tug, he snapped out of his thoughts. “You okay Nick?” He knew were concerned when you called him Nick. You always called him some cute nickname, even when you called him Nicholas he knew you were teasing him unless you were upset with him.

“Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah. I’m okay sweetheart.” Nick placed a kiss to your temple. You weren’t fully convinced but let it be as you gave him a soft kiss to his lips, rubbing his cheek with your thumb.

You hated to leave Nick like this but you had to go find Top Flight before the show started. “I gotta get going guys. I’ll catch you later!” You exclaimed as you hurried off down the hall.

You finally made your way to the men’s locker room. Luckily, you caught Ricky about to enter the locker room. “Hey Ricky! Can you do me a favor and tell Dante and Darius I want to show them a design for their shirt?” You asked, the always well dressed man.

Ricky agreed and shortly after out came the Martin brothers. “Ricky said you wanted to see us about a shirt design.” Dante said, glancing at your iPad in your arms. “You have one done already? We weren’t expecting one until next week.” The younger of the two looks at you, impressed you were so quick.

“Yeah I know but I got this idea the other day and I just had to get drawn up. Nick wasn’t too thrilled because I didn’t get in the bed until one in the morning that night.” You shrugged. You couldn’t help but notice Darius was being quiet, much like how Nick was earlier. Thankfully, Darius didn’t look stone-faced like Nick had. “You wanna see it?” You eyed each brother and they both nodded, Dante more excited than Darius.

You flipped your iPad around and passed it over to Dante. You gave the two boys a chance to look it over. You saw how they lit up as they took in your art work. “This is so damn good! A lot better than what we had pictured, right Darius?” Dante nudged his brother and Darius subtly shook his head.

You observed Darius a few moments longer before he finally spoke. You couldn’t help but get the feeling something had him distracted — little did you know you were the distraction.

“What? Oh yeah, yeah. It’s a million times better than our shitty idea.” Darius finally answered. You raised an eyebrow at Darius’s behavior, but didn’t question him. You figured he was thinking about their tag match later on with The Elite.

You had a busy couple hours ahead of you so told the guys you would have a shirt ready for them to look at in the next few days and politely excused yourself.

Back at your station in the wardrobe room, you got to work putting together an outfit for Renee when you heard a light knock on the door. You turned around to find your husband standing there admiring you working away. “Hey handsome. Finally going to let me style you for once?” You teased, smiling and knowing he and Matt actually enjoyed dressing in those wild clothes. You slid your arms around his neck once he was in front you. “Gimme a kiss. I’ve been missing those lips.” You grinned. Nick didn’t have to be told twice as he leaned down and kissed you with intensity that you weren’t quite expecting given that you were at work, but you were not about to complain but rather return the intense kiss.

You the two of you were too caught up in your own little world to realize that Darius had stopped at the door to ask you a question about his outfit for a backstage segment next week.

Darius knew his crush on you wouldn’t and couldn’t go any further than a crush, you were a married woman for heaven sakes! He would never try to ruin anyone’s relationship or marriage just because of a crush. He still held out hope that his crush on you would fade and he would move on to someone else but this crush had been going strong for months now. He was thankful that only Dante knew about it. Little did Darius know, Nick had learned about the crush a couple days ago.

Nick had over heard the Martin brothers chatting quietly in catering as he passed by their table but froze when he heard your name leave the older Martin’s lips. He took a seat at the nearest table within earshot, eavesdropping on the conversation. His initial reason was to make sure that the young boys weren’t bad mouthing you because no one bad mouthed Nick Jackson’s wife without confrontation.

The more Nick listened the more he put the hushed whispers together — Darius Martin had a crush on you. Nick felt a few different emotions run through him — pride, anger, and jealousy.

Nick knew it was silly to let Darius’s little crush get him all worked up but he couldn’t help it. Nick was very protective of you and even though you married him and live the happiest life possible together, he still got jealous when guys would look at you a little too long or attempt to flirt with you despite you always telling the guy that you were happily married.

Darius decided against making his presence known to the pair of you and slinked away back to the locker room to prep for his match.

As the show started, you had people running in and out of your station for various reasons.

Currently you were making quick work of sowing up a rip on the bottom of Britt Baker’s pants. You listened as Britt, Rebel, and Jamie talked about their upcoming segment that would take place out in the ring.

Once the trio left, you were all alone so you decided to do some more work on some designs. You figured that since you had Top Flight’s design ready to go that you would work on something new for Hook.

As you got to work you soon realized some of the things you needed had gotten put on the top shelf next to the small table you were working at. You sighed and got up, taking the four steps to the shelves on the wall. You looked up and sure enough, there it was — the box you needed containing an assortment of materials necessary for your project.

You stood on your tip toes, stretching to reach the box on the top shelf in the room that the wardrobe department was set up in. You didn’t know who put that box up there but you were internally cursing them. You could just barely get your fingertips on it. Looking around you spotted a chair, one without wheels on the bottom. You crossed the short distance of the room to grab the chair, once you had it where you needed you climbed up and started to grab the box when the door opened. “Hey wait! Let me get it for you.” You heard the familiar voice of Darius Martin, his footsteps grew louder as he got closer to you. He offered you his hand and helped you down off the chair.

“Thanks Darius.” You were grateful he showed up when he did, turns out that box was heavier than you had thought by the sound the box made when Darius sat it down on the nearby table. “Thanks again. I’m not sure what I would have done when I found out the box was that heavy.” You state.

“It’s no problem. I’m always happy to help you.” Darius spoke, looking everywhere but at you in a desperate attempt to hide the fact that you made him feel nervous, plus he could feel the heat rush upon his cheeks.

You noticed how Darius didn't look you in the eye and you remembered how earlier he seemed off in his own little world. You’ve never really worked with him too much before the last four months, so you weren’t sure if this was just how he was or if something was going on. It couldn’t hurt to ask.

You opened your mouth to speak but before you could, Nick swiftly entered the room. Nick kept a watchful eye on Darius as he made his way to you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead. When Nick moved back just a little you saw Darius’s expression, a crestfallen look on his face. You were trying to put the pieces together about Darius’s behavior but at the moment you were confused.

“You’ll come watch me tonight right? I can’t win without my lucky charm.” Nick grinned at you accompanied by a wink. You couldn’t help but smile at his little flirty ways.

“Of course I’ll be there, but first I have some work I need to get done.” You informed him, gesturing to the table of your scattered papers and the box Darius helped retrieve for you moments ago.

“Can’t you do that later baby? I miss you.” Nick pouts in attempts to guilt trip you.

You shake your head and usher him out of the room. As you do so, Nick grabbed Darius’s arm and pulled him out the door with him. You noticed what Nick had done but didn’t think too much of it.

Once outside in the hallway, Nick kept his hand on Darius’s arm as he spoke to the young man. “I know about your little crush on my wife.” Nick watched as the color drained from Darius’s face.

The oldest Martin was in shock. How did he know? He was sure he never said anything about it when others were around. He could have sworn Dante was the only one that knew. He tried thinking back to all times recently talked about you to his brother and that’s when it hit him — that day in catering a couple days ago. Darius realized he and his brother must not have seen Nick walking past them and overhearing the conversation. “Oh, shit.”

“Oh, shit is right. Look, you’re a good kid and what I heard you say about her wasn’t disrespectful so I’ll go easy on you tonight.” Nick spoke in low, serious tone.

Darius gulped and nodded, he hadn’t seen Nick this serious before and he didn’t want to see it again. “I- I just-” Darius paused, collecting his thoughts before speaking again. “I feel terrible about having a crush on a married woman. I swear I would never do anything to ruin anyone’s marriage.” Darius looked Nick in the eyes, sincerity written on the young man’s face.

Nick looked the older Martin’s face over, no trace of deceit was found. Nick nodded, satisfied with the answer. “Just know if I catch you thinking anything bad or inappropriate about my wife, I’ll do more than confront you.” Darius knew what Nick was implying and nodded, quickly turning and heading towards catering.

You had spent majority of the show in wardrobe working on your designs for new merch shirts as well as piecing together outfits for upcoming interviews and segments up until you heard a soft knock on the door. “It’s almost time for my match sweetheart. You said you’d be there to watch.” Your husband reminds you as he makes his way across the room and over to you.

He knows how you can get caught up on creating different things and forget what you had to do later or forget to eat or drink until he comes along to remind you, bringing you some water and a snack. You were always appreciative and grateful to have Nick looking out for you, especially when you got zoned in to your work.

“Oh, shit. You’re right. Just let me finish this—” You felt your husbands strong yet gentle hands wrap around your wrists to stop you. You obeyed his silent command and dropped your pen and materials on the table, letting Nick gently pull you up and away from the table.

You noticed he was dressed in his gear, no doubt about to head to the stage entrance with Matt, Kenny, and Brandon. Speaking of, you didn’t see or hear them. “Come on. Let’s get you to the best seat in the house.”

You gave Nick a questioning look, eyebrow raised in confusion. “I thought I was going to watch on the monitor like usual?”

“Yeah, but I had a better idea — you get a front row seat. Security will escort you out there.” Nick pressed his lips to your temple and slipped his hand in yours. “We better get going.”

Like Nick said, security escorted you to your front row seat. From there, you watched the current match come to a close and soon after Top Flight and AR Fox made their entrance. You cheered for the trio, they were your friends after all. You saw the look of shock mixed with confusion on Darius’s face as he spotted you amongst the front row crowd. You gave him a friendly wave as passed by to slip into the ring. So many questions ran through the young man’s head. What’s going on? Was Nick planning something by having you out here? Is this some kind of mind game?

As soon as the lights went down and Carry On, Wayward Son blared through the speakers around the arena, you jumped up out of your chair, cheering loudly for not just your husband but your brother-in-law and best friends. The Elite did their pose at the top of the stage as Brandon hyped them up. Once they made their way down to the ring, Nick stopped in front of you to place a big smooch on your lips after making sure Darius was looking.

The match began and you cheered for all of them, but clearly the loudest for Nick. You couldn’t help but observe Nick being a little harsher on Darius, you thought that maybe Nick just didn’t realize how rough he was being, it didn’t look like Darius was hurt so you let it slide.

At one point when the pace and urgency had picked up, Nick had thrown Darius over the ropes and onto the floor in front of you. Nick launched himself over the top rope, diving onto Darius and popping up full of adrenaline. Nick quickly and swiftly kissed your cheek before going back to work on Darius while Kenny had AR Fox in the ring and Matt dove onto Dante on the opposite side of the ring form you.

It wasn’t long after that until Kenny pinned AR Fox, thus The Elite retaining their trios titles. You cheered, beyond proud of those men and thrilled with their performance.

Kenny closed the show out with a little speech like he sometimes does and in the meantime, Nick had passed his title over to Matt as Nick exited the ring, stopping in front of you once more. He leaned over the barricade to make sure you could hear him over Kenny and the crowd. “Wanna come up there with me?”

You felt like a fangirl that had been singled out by her favorite celebrity. You always found it sweet that despite after all these years, Nick could still make you feel like a teenager with the butterflies you felt in your stomach.

You nodded, grinning from ear to ear. That’s all Nick needed before effortlessly lifting you over the barricade and helping you into the ring, parting the ropes for you. Nick was always such a sweet gentleman — well, until he was having his way with you.

When the show was officially over, you followed behind The Elite with Brandon until Nick fell in step with you and slung his arm over your shoulders. He was obviously sweaty but honestly you didn’t mind because that meant shower time with your husband.

After gathering up your belongings, you headed to catering for a snack and some water before heading to the hotel. It was surprisingly quiet in catering, only you and some of the arena’s staff. As you picked out your snack, you heard footsteps as someone entered the room.

You looked up seeing Darius standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets and his eyes on the floor. “Hey Darius!” You beamed, you always enjoyed his company. “You did great out there! Don’t tell the guys, but I think if you, Dante, and AR keep at it, those trios belts could be going home with you one day.” You said, half teasing and half being honest.

Darius forced a smile at your words, just another thing he liked about you. “Thanks.” He took a deep breathe which grabbed your attention. You stopped filling your plate with fruit and turned to face the young man, giving him your full attention. “I need to tell you something.” He finally spoke before he lost the courage.

You nodded, gesturing for him to continue. You could tell this was weighing on his mind and he needed to say it before it ate him up.

“I— I have a crush on you.” Darius couldn’t look at you when he confessed, too embarrassed and ashamed of himself for having a crush on a married woman. “I promise I wont try to ruin what you and Nick have. I just had to tell you, it’s been going on for a couple of months. I thought it would go away but no such luck.” He hung his head in shame and guilt.

“Hey, don’t feel bad about it. It might sound weird but I’m actually flattered. I’ve gotten a good idea over the past several months of what kind of man you are and I know you wouldn’t do anything intentionally. It can stay between us if that makes you feel any better.” You offered, remembering how you felt having been in similar shoes as Darius.

“I already know.” You both jumped at hearing Nick’s voice. Nick had come looking for you when you took longer than usual to grab a snack and water. He had slipped in when Darius was confessing his crush on you.

You looked between the two men, processing and putting the pieces together.

That’s when everything clicked. Nick’s reaction when you mentioned Darius’s name earlier, Darius’s behavior when you showed him and Dante this shirt design, the way Nick would always kiss you whenever Darius was around, the way Darius got shy when helped you with that box earlier, why Nick wanted you to sit front row for the trios match.

“Oh. Well, then I suppose we’re all good?” You questioned the two men. You didn’t want any tension between them, especially because if you.

“Yeah, we’re good, right?” Darius looked a Nick a little unsure given that Nick didn’t go as easy on him as said he would, but then again maybe he did, he wasn’t sure.

Nick nodded. “Yeah, we’re good man. Just remember what I said earlier.” Nick warns, referring to their conversation in the hallway prior to their match.

You were confused on what this conversation was about and you were going ask Nick later. You didn’t like the idea of Nick threatening the poor boy.

“I’ll never forget it, trust me.” Darius grabbed a water and headed out the door.

“Alright spill. This conversation you two had, you didn’t threaten him did you?” You asked, turning to your husband with a hand on your hip. You knew how protective Nick was, and you remembered a couple fights he got into because of a comment that was made about you, despite your protests and wanting him to let it go.

“Oh, come on sweetheart, do you really think I’d threaten him?” Nick asked, eyebrow raised and pretending to be clueless.

“Absolutely. But you know what, as long as you let him be, I’ll let it slide.” You lean up and peck his lips before stepping back and picking up your plate of fruit and water. “I’m ready to go to bed.”

“It’ll be a minute before that happens.” Nick tells you with a mischievous look in his eye causing you to give him a look. “I may or may not have stolen one of Matt’s shoes.” He grins, lifting up Matt’s shoe from behind his back.

You both laugh and take a seat at the nearest table. You knew this would last for at least an hour before Nick returned Matt’s shoe.

“I love you, babe. Don’t ever change.” You chuckled, reaching over and feeding him a piece of fruit.

“I love you way more, sweetheart.” The love and admiration was evident in his eyes as he leaned over the table for a one more kiss.

General Taglist: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @plentyoffandoms @1dluver13xx @sunshinevirus @wwenhlimagines @crowleysqueenofhell @jackson-nickthedate13

Nick Jackson Taglist: @mrsmatt @abbyjacksonnn @breezyvk @rubyred1980

[valkyrie-night-103]

Time for a WIP nudge game!!

Pick a WIP from my list, and send a word along with it. If I have the word in that WIP, I’ll post the first instance I can find of that word.

If the word isn’t in the WIP, I’ve got to write an additional 50-100 words for that WIP!

Anons are welcome! Assign yourself an emoji or nickname, and I’ll tag the ask with that emoji or nickname so that any answers are easy to find without the need to scroll.

If the same word and WIP are resubmitted, I’ll try to find another example, so don’t worry about repeats.

Current WIPs -

- StrickPage OneShots with canon-typical insane behaviour, and an only slightly less canon-typical E Rating

- Golden Triad (Hangman/Kenny/Kota) Film-Noir inspired AU, featuring Hangman as a grizzled Private Investigator/investigative journalist, and Kenny and Kota the mysterious and handsome inside sources that end up saving his life.

- Canon Divergent AU in which Kota comes to AEW with Kenny, and Hangman may just be a teeny bit in love with them both.

Not much is written yet for these last few, but if there’s interest from anyone other than my wonderful boyfriend, I’ll start working on these a lot more!

- AdaMJF Feels that may or may not include a time loop

- Early days of the Blackpool Combat Club

- Avatar: The Last Airbender AU/Fusion (barely anything has been written for this)

[daddyhausen]

Can we get 1, 9, 10, 13 from the NSFW prompt list with Kenny Omega and both of the Young Bucks please and thank you

• strangers in the dark — the elite •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { kenny omega masterlist } | { matt jackson masterlist } | { nick jackson masterlist }

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{ summary } — their lust, raw and untamed. they set their sights on you and we’re going to have you by any means necessary

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } cnc, spanking, free use, degradation, sexual humiliation, group sex, face slapping, public sex, groping, car sex, fingering, corruption, dacryphilia male masturbation, oral sex { male + female receiving }, throat fucking, anal sex, rough sex, penetrative sex, unprotetcted sex, male + female orgasms, throatpie, internal cumshots, cumshots, facials, anal creampie, squirting

{ word count } — 1.7k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x kenny omega + matt jackson + nick jackson

{ genre } — smut

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{ taglist } — @cosmoholic13 @boutmachines @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @baysexuality @slut4kennyomega @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell l @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @elsteenerico @igncrxntripley

{ beta readers } — @allelitesmut + @legit9thlunaticwarrior

{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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{ 1 } — i love it when you moan my name

{ 9 } — you can get louder, can’t you?

{ 10 } — look at what you do to me

{ 13 } — if you wanna cum you better beg

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the three of them had you surrounded

backed up against the car door, surrounded by empty vehicles in the seemingly lifeless gym car park

it was dark, the gym practically deserted at this hour

you’d seen them working out a mere hour previously,

having caught their names while they were chatting amongst themselves yet unable to fully distinguish who was who

you assumed the two brunettes were brothers, they looked similar enough

matt and nick, you heard the blonde one call them, yet you did not know which one was which

you felt their glances peer at you from time to time but thought nothing of it

unknowing that they had lust filled eyes for you

their eyes stared deep into you

scanning your flesh as if you were a simple piece of meat in their eyes

nick grabbed both your arms, locking them behind your back with one hand as he snuck behind you

a large palm fell to your right breast, groping the pillowy flesh underneath your sports bra

a smirk fell to his lips, a deep chuckle rumbled against the skin of your neck

“don’t be afraid of us angel, we just wanna have some fun with you”

nick pressed his hips against you, his erection evident against your ass

kenny and matt admired the boldness of the youngest of their trio

matt’s eyes fell to the waistband of your gym shorts, noticing the thin material beginning to soak through

without warning, he stuffed his hand into them

gathering your wetness onto the pad of his fingertips

adoring the way you writhed back against the feeling

hips almost instinctively grinding back against his younger brother’s cock

“looks like she’s enjoying herself, she’s fucking soaked”

matt pulled his fingers from beneath the fabric

bringing his soaked fingers to your tightly pressed lips

him having to pry the petal coloured buds open with his fingers

essentially forcing you to taste yourself

the sensation left you choking and sputtering around his fingertips

hot tears brimmed your water lines as he finally allowed you to breath

yet despite the burning sensation in your throat you enjoyed the taste of yourself

your teary eyes fell to kenny, who merely stood back and watched the scene unfold

his cock pressed firm against his sweatpants, the outline evident in the grey fabric

he made strides towards you slowly, the brothers still having their way with you

you doing nothing to stop their torment, thoroughly enjoying the way they held you in suspense

“look at what you do me”

he forced your head down, tightly gripping the back of your head so that you were now staring at his crotch

he pried the waistband of his sweatpants down, revealing just how hard he had become at the sight

before shielding his modesty once more

kenny reached into your gym bag, fishing around for your car keys

dangling them around in front of your eyes before tossing them to matt who promptly unlocked the car

nick handed you to kenny, who kept you firmly planted against his chest

entering the back seat and quickly ridding himself of his sweatpants

kenny’s lips instantly locking with yours, with surprisingly little resistance on your part

sure, the situation was not ideal

yet you could not seem to find yourself fighting back or rebutting

“now, princess…” kenny began, voice as dark and sultry as ever

“you gonna be a good girl for us and let us play with you?”

you nodded, far too eager given your current predicament

“good” he remarked

matt was far too impatient to get things started, fingers grasping at your thin sports bra

ripping the fabric clean in half

your breasts now exposed to their gaze

you gasped at the sudden chill of air that washed over your nipples

perking the sensitive buds up instantly

“matt be careful, you don’t wanna scare her off now do we?”

the younger looking of the two, who you had calculated must be nick, remarked to his brother, stroking his cock while his ocean blues stared you down

matt batted his long eyelashes with a display of faux innocence, toying with the ripped fabric between his fingertips

“oh sweet brother, you don’t have to be a gentleman” matt remarked, flailing his hands in a mildly exaggerated manner

“kenny said we could be rough with her” matt’s words made your blood run cold, although you were not sure if with fear or anticipation

“besides, she deserves it after that little show she put on for us back there”

what show?! the last thing you remember doing were squats in the mirror and it surely was not for their enjoyment

“oh yeah…you’re such a fucking slut, aren’t you, angel?” nick interjected, through a groan

“teasing us with that pretty little ass of yours-“

“enough talk” the blonde, kenny had forcibly turned you around, pushing you to your knees

the gravel was coarse against your knees, making you wince poking the skin as he held your head still, facing nick’s cock

kenny’s fingers knotted in your scalp, slowly pushing your face closer to nick’s crotch

“let’s see how much of a slut she really is”

kenny forced your head down, lips pried open by the tip of nick’s cock

the youngest of the three quickly asserting his dominance, taking your head from kenny’s grasp as you whimpered and choked around his surprisingly large size

“shit, look at her! i’ve never seen a slut more hungry for cock” matt remarked despite your obvious attempts to free yourself

feeling utterly humiliated under their gaze

kenny and matt sat back for a moment, simply watching the sight unfold

the blonde reached into his sweatpants, prying his cock from the thick fabric, pre-cum coating his tip as he slowly began to pump himself

matt felt himself grow hard, secretly wishing you were choking on his cock instead of his brother’s

nick gripped the car door, his knuckles burning bone white with pleasure

quickly he pried your head up, at least allowing you to breathe for a moment

“nick…” you whimpered, more like a plea than a statement of his name as air finally entered your lungs

hot tears rolled down your cheeks, begging for the torment to stop

nick’s cock twitched at the sound of his name leaving your puffy lips

aroused at how well it rolled of your tongue

“i love it when you moan my name, angel”

he was quick to resume his movements

stuffing his cock down your throat just as quickly as he pried it out

kenny thought it was his turn to interject

offering matt a parting glance for the moment as he stood behind you

the blonde propped you up, now standing slightly, mouth still full with nick

kenny, doing as matt had previously done and ripped your gym shorts clean in half

he motioned for the older brother to join him, matt’s eyes lit up at the direction

“eat her out while i fuck her ass”

matt’s smirk only grew upon kenny’s instructions

positioning himself underneath you, your folds laced with your wetness, he could practically smell how sweet you were

stroking his cock as the tip of his nose nestled in between your folds

kenny lined his cock up with your puckered hole, not even bothering to at least use his spit as lube

he wanted to force his cock deep into you, feel how well your tight hole takes his size

he wanted to hear you scream and beg for even a shred of mercy

kenny filled you deeply, even with some resistance from your tiny hole

your mildly pained screams muffled around nick’s shaft, he was mesmerised by the sound of your cries

matt wasted no time, diving in tongue first, adoring the way you tried to desperately to pry your cunt away from his tongue

it proved futile as it only sent your back against kenny’s cock

“c’mon, princess. you can get louder, can’t you?”

kenny mocked as both brother’s lungs filled with sadistic laughter

matt’s tongue vibrated against your cunt, sending shockwaves down your thighs

nicks cock throbbed in the back of your throat, signalling his end nearing

and you must admit, despite the mental turmoil, you adored the way kenny’s cock stretched out your puckered hole.

“oh fuck-“ nick came down your throat with no warning,

his hot seed feeling like it was filling your lungs with the amount he had released.

he pulled out of your throat, the sound of your choked moans was heavenly, like a choir of angels.

“shit i think she’s close-“ matt remarked, adding his index and middle finger to aid in your pleasure

pumping your swollen cunt while his tongue teased your aching clit

nick harshly slapped your cheek, the buildup of colour burning your flesh

repeating the action until your skin stained pink with his hand print

“if you wanna cum, you better beg, sweetheart”

matt’s breathy words fluttered delicately against your clit despite how violently he was eating you out

kenny offered harsh slaps to your ass, a form of motivation for himself to cum as he watched the flesh jiggle with each slap and thrust he gave

“please…please…”

your begs sounded so hopeless and pathetic, just the way they loved it

kenny was quick to fill you up, his seed dripping from your puckered hole as he pulled out

such a delicious sight it was

matt grew impatient with your lack of orgasm up until this point

increasing the speed and force of his fingers as well as his tongue

he could not help but cum himself

his cum splashing onto your stomach

dripping down your thighs and cunt in small beads of white

“fucking cum you stupid whore, he hasn’t got all night”

nick slapped your cheek once more, the initial sensation made your cunt quiver around matt’s tongue

eventually spilling over, sweetness glistening in his dark beard as he drank you in

the three of them stood around as you lay helpless and naked in the gravel

staring you down like vicious wolves after using you

“what shall we do with her now?” kenny questioned the brothers as they tried to regain her breath

matt turned to his younger brother, shrugging at the blondes question

“lets take her home with us” nick proposed

“i bet she’ll be very useful to us”

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[elitehunter]

Nick Jackson: Better Than Anyone I've Ever Met

Pairing: Nick Jackson x OFC

Summary: She meets Nick when she's just the new kid in class and a Cosmic Brownie seals their friendship. But in the years that followed, as her feelings towards him became more than friendly, decisions had to be made. Admit how she feels or protect her heart. OR Five times Nick Jackson told his best friend she was the best and the one time he puts his money where his mouth is.

Rating: G Word Count: 5,759 Warnings: teenage boys/men in general being a bit clueless Notes: Written for 2023 series of Bingo Card Prompts. All requests are full but the card is here for anyone interested. See end notes when you're done for a special question. Prompt: “You're the best.”

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[hangmatts]

posted an eddienick fic (smut) the other day!! please check it out if you’re interested <3