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samijey · 2 days
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Are you sure it's not tribal print? It kinda looks like—
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codchrist · 23 hours
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AHHHHHH Reunited!!!!!
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heartbreakfeelsogood · 23 hours
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beckylynchwwe: Ginger Snaps on top.
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mith-gifs-wrestling · 13 hours
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Of all the echoes of El Generico we might have gotten, I did not expect to see a more-realistic version of the luchador's distinctive delayed-sell. ❤️🖤 (Generico in 2003 can be seen here and here!)
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dynamitekansai · 23 hours
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BeckyLynchWWE: Ginger Snaps on top.
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dalekofchaos · 3 days
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💀💀💀💀
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crxssjae · 2 days
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Worship, Caresses, and Tattoos
Summary:
Tattoos are elegant. Jey understood why they were perfect, thanks to Sami.
a/n: This fic is inspired by WWE: Tattooed when they show a focus on Jey and his explanations on his tattoos. I gotta say, those are amazing ink details and made me wanna write a body worship/tattoo worship.
Also posted on AO3 (here) and Wattpad (here). These belong to my samijey/jeysami short and long stories collection called "All Night."
Other WWE fics and samijey/jeysami fics are posted on my WWE masterlist here.
Word Count: 835
Warning(s): 18+, NSFW, explicit language, slight smut (still minors DNI), body worship, first time writing a tattoo worship.
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Never failed to confirm excuse after excuse Sami spoke. An enthusiastic tone, curious glimpse across the room with a head peeked behind the door. Jey knew while unbothered to ask.
He let him. He didn't waste breath. He acknowledged why Sami had to do what he had to do to receive Jey's attention. Every morning, every night, those lips featherlight on his skin, stress vanished elsewhere.
On his stomach lying flat on the bed; his expression etched exhausted from a busy day. The nape of the neck to the back, almost tatted all the way, peeped through the blankets along his rear. Jey doesn't care. Being free from clothing gave fresh air help unless remained in a boxer.
Muted footsteps approached the bed, simple to sense who it was since both are alone. One of Jey's eyelids cracked open, awaring Sami left the bathroom after a shower, wrapped in a white robe with slippers. Jey quirked a smile, motioning him to join.
Those admired, hazel eyes took a moment to wander Jey's features. Sami lay next to him, shifting his position with a comforted sigh. Fingertips ghosted over the left inked arm— the tenderness seeped Jey's veins.
"Still naked for a surprise, huh?" The velvety danced in Sami's tone along with a giggle. His index finger trailed the lines on the bicep.
Jey turned his head to the side, giving Sami a playful look. "Y'want me to, mister 'Lemme take a shower n' be naked in a robe'. Don't think y'slick 'cause I know you."
"What makes you think of that?" Sami teased with a hum, a tiny lie was there. Feather-light smooches on Jey's shoulder, then on the side of his back. Sami's head perked up in question when Jey let out a huff. "Was that false, too?"
"Maybe? Y'know what I'm talkin' 'bout."
"No, no, seriously. What do you mean?" Sami tried to play it off.
"Y'know, baby." Jey's voice dropped husky. "Y'know."
Gliding one of his hands to cradle Sami's face, Jey noticed him nuzzle his cheek on the palm and peck with an exhale. Wrist, forearm, back to the shoulder, to the collarbone. Fondness blew his mind in a single passion adored to him only.
He ruffled Sami's mane while his other hand still grasped the cheek, signaling to keep going before turning onto his back on the bed. Traces of pleasure tingled head to toe. Sami worshiped tattoos on Jey's body in a murmur, as he planted kiss after kiss on curved neck and pecs.
It felt right. It felt perfect like Jey wanted.
Breathed a sudden, sweet whine, Jey couldn't help but splay his legs and gripped the sheets. Those whines quickened into ragged gasps as Sami's tongue lapped his stomach before swirling the belly button. The thirst for thrill took over, forming the desire to reel the addiction between them.
Lower until halted to Jey's crotch, Sami does the same method on the inner thighs. Jey arched his back, tugging his hair, setting his legs on Sami's shoulders. His dick throbbed with arousal; a bead of pre-cum leaked from the tip smeared on Jey's belly.
"Damn," Jey's chest heaved, mouth gaped when Sami bit on the spot jolting his veins. "Dat feel good."
Sami paused, glancing up at him with a coy smile. "What can I say? I'm an expert on loving addictive tattoos and masterpieces like you."
Those words fluttered Jey's heart. Squirmed side to side, unable to avert Sami's gaze. "S'this a flirtin' contest or somethin'?" he mumbled.
"It's not a contest. I'm telling the truth. You're still magnificent."
"Shit. I guess… I guess this is true. For real, though, I'd never thought seein' myself bein' perfect or... magnificent, whatever dat word y'said."
Sami's eyes sparkled. "To me, you're still you. Your tattoos, your personality, your body, everything. Even if everyone looks at you differently, thinking you're perfect and all out uncaring, you followed your heart to be who you wanted to be."
Jey stared. Awe, disbelief, appreciated. Feelings spiraled all over, he couldn't tell which.
"I, uh," Sami shook his head, thinking there was a misunderstanding that put Jey in confusion, "forget what I said. I'm sorry—"
"Don't be." Jey cooed, patting Sami's head. "Y'way too kind apologizin'. Would be bad to be sad all day n' not kissin'." he grinned and did a sultry wink.
Both exchanged their happiness. Sami winked with a mischievous glint, crawling upward, then leaned to his ear. His low whisper flustered him, stumbling words out of Jey's mouth. Jey had no choice but to watch his boyfriend go back between his legs before Sami swiped a tongue on the tip of Jey's dick.
One time, Jey admitted when he was alone. Ached for his bare skin and tattoos to be loved throughout each morning, each evening. He got his wish, received by Sami.
"There you go, baby." Jey moaned in a pleased tone. "Fuck, you naughty."
Accept any excuse Sami told as long as he is treated and worshiped.
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Thank you for reading!
Tagging: @southerngirl41, @coolpandasblog, *@bbkquartz, @rosiel77, *@katiewayne2020, @afterdarkprincess, *@invictusrey, @harmshake
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solo-uno · 2 days
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wrestlezaynia · 2 days
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The one inch height difference makes me feral btw.
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Credit to @zkivens for the pic.
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jasvvy · 1 month
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i live for long shots like this.
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jonmoxleys · 1 month
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Kevin supporting Sami before his Intercontinental Championship match WrestleMania XL - Day 1
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samijey · 1 month
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#nature is healing
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kippdipp · 24 days
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goin through it 😮‍💨 ("it" being a very sudden and overwhelming pro wrestling fascination)
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mith-gifs-wrestling · 16 days
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Kevin is asked to match animals to wrestlers. The red panda is apparently a no-brainer. {x}
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codyjey · 3 months
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this is so cute stop
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maineventpapiuso · 6 months
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The viper returned and showed everyone why he is still the apex predator
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