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I did not mean to edge y’all- I promise I’m working on it, work just started picking up randomly?!? It’s like they knew I wanted to ENJOY myself-

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Too much for first day back??

#sneak peek #joesanrio #roman reigns

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this wrestlemania…gave me a lot of emotions- so trust i’m writing 🤭😞

#roman reigns #joe anoa'i #wwe superstars #cody rhodes #joesanrio #wrestlemania #wwe

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Attitude | R.R

Summary: Roman’s already having a problem with LA Knight, so why are you giving him attitude too?

Pairings: Roman Reigns x Fem!reader || established relationship

Warnings: bratty!reader, Dom!roman, mentions: past fights, use of wrestling name, ignoring, reader needs physical touch, pet names, p-in-v (unprotected), cowgirl!mode, boring!missionary (in joe’s opinion), kissing, begging, etc not edited

Word Count: 651

Ratings: 18+ | Angst, Smut

A/N: I have so many ideas after crown jewel but I take so long to write them you probably won’t want it anymore :/

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“What’s your problem?” Roman complains as he makes his way to you backstage, rolling your eyes at the scuffed up man. His eyes falling from yours to the tight fan merch of his that you got tailored into a crop top, tits filling the shirt perfectly.

“What problem?” You huffed before shrugging as his hand grabs yours quickly, “You have an attitude problem. I just got stomped out and you’re back here huffing and puffing at me.” Roman says before pulling your body into his private locker room.

Eyebrows furrowing as you stared blankly at him, “Now you’re quiet?” His voice deep as he observes your face. “I don’t have an attitude. Now let’s go before I miss-“ “No we aren’t going anywhere until you tell me.” Roman interrupts, large hands wrapped around your waist to prevent you from leaving.

A long sigh leaving your lips, you just wanted to enjoy the show. “I’m just tired… and I don’t like seeing you get beat up.” Lips falling into their natural pout as your eyes avoid his uncertain gaze, his long finger pulling your chin softly to look at him.

“Know what, I’ll deal with you later.” Roman’s voice deep as he whispers the warning into your ear with ease. Smirking at your surprised expression when he hears his name called by some of the producers.

His hand giving you a small tap on the ass before he leaves you in the locker room alone, flustered and tired. The silence becoming overbearing as you quickly leave after him, you needed him. Now.

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“I’m always so proud of you. You always get the crowd to react…but I have a question.” You can’t help but ramble about how exciting tonight was, especially because you got this random boost of energy.

Roman knew it wasn’t random, he knew it was because you were finally able to be within touching distance of him all night. Your love language being physical touch was one of the things he didn’t think he had to worry about until it affected your whole mood.

“Are you still mad at me? Why aren’t you saying anything.” Eyes saddened as you wait for a response, though he continues to keep silence.

Lips pouted out as you watch him, “RoRo?” a soft whisper causing his head to turn towards you immediately.

“I’m pissed.” Is all he says before his large hand comes up to tug at the bottom of your top, “If it makes you feel better, you really turned me on..” You whisper-blurt out as he lets out a airy chuckle.

His hand falling from your shirt to rest on the inside of your thigh, thumb rubbing your soft skin up and down. You could feel the red panties your wearing, soak at his delicate touch. Eyes sultry as you look at him, mouth slightly ajar before leaning onto his shoulder in hopes to control yourself.

The car ride feeling forever, you didn’t want to end on a bad note with him because he was supposed to be going to Saudi Arabia alone tomorrow. “Are you actually going to go alone?” You complain quietly in his ear as his hand lands a soft smack onto your thigh.

[Presidential Suite; 12:01am]

Bouncing up and down his cock, reverse cowgirl, was the best part of your night. Hands down on the bed in front of you, between Roman’s spread out legs. Ass poked out behind you as you work yourself up and down his long, thick cock.

Not worried about the small squeaks of the bed or how Roman’s hands are palming over your hips to pull you down while he thrusts up. “Please! Fuck- Ro… your cock is so big.” A moan escapes your lips while your juices coat his cock perfectly, a white ring forming along him nicely.

“Only if you didn’t have that attitude.” He chuckles as his legs bend to put more force into his thrusts, putting you off rhythm. Short, loud squeals leaving your make-out swollen lips, body wanting to collapse as Roman works his cock amazingly up into you.

“Damn, your ass looks great from this angle.” He teases as his hand goes to push your back down a bit more, ass jiggling in his face without mercy. The arch in your back emphasizes your small waist, hair curly as it bounces down your back.

Almost makes Roman cum right then by just looking at you, but he’s still debating on whether to fuck you all right now and leave you or have you come with him and fuck you in Saudi Arabia.

“Roman… S’good. Please I’m sorry!” Your pretty voice moans as your pussy clenches along his cock that’s fucking you into oblivion.

Roman forgot why you were even apologizing, he’s so out of it. “You are? I don’t know…” He teases before stopping his thrust completely, making you want to scream in frustration.

“Baby! I was so close.” You whined as your hips pull you off his thick cock, now feeling empty and soaked waiting for him to come back. “Hush. I’m just tryna see that pretty fucked out face.” Roman coos as you switch positions to lay in front of him. Tits still concealed in his tailored merch shirt, full and round.

“Fuck! I need to get you more shirts huh? He groans as he enters your sopping pussy, not even paying attention to his question as your back arch’s off the bed.

His hand going under your top to play with your hard nipples, eyes going to meet his as he rocks his hard cock into you slowly.

“I love your cock so much.” You say absentmindedly as you clench around him, his pace picking up at the compliment. “I know you do.” He moans as his hand leaves your breast to play with your clit, eyes closing tightly as your body goes into overload.

The air becoming thick and hot, breathing erratic before you cum onto his cock. Ears ringing as you try to control your breathing, only before Roman’s soft lips captures yours.

Arms wrapped around his shoulder to pull him closer, his arms no longer holding him up as his hands rest into your soft hips.

“Don’t pass out on me, we need to pack.” His voice finally registers in your ear when he pulls away from the kiss.

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"Best friends" | R.R

Summary: You guys were just college best friends... who hooked up, but it wasn't supposed to lead to this.

Pairings: Roman Reigns {Joe Anoa'i} x fem!reader || non-established relationship

Warnings: pregnant!reader, teasing, some tension, loverboy!joe, y'all it's just fluff.

Word Count: 1275

Ratings: 16+ | Fluff

A/N: something quick and simple to feed y’all <3

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“Oh my gosh.” You groaned out as you finally sat down for the first time today, you’ve been busy cleaning as you couldn’t stand a messy house. You’ve been cleaning since 9 o’clock in the morning, every little cranny in the house was no longer untouched by you. Cleaning used to be therapeutic for you, but the extra weight and tension makes it more of a dreaded task than a fun activity.

The music blasting through the home, beginning to become bothersome as you lay your head back against the top of your cushioned couch. Eyes closing just to rest in the inevitable darkness, reminding you that a good nap could be snuck in before Joe gets here.

“I need a bath or something.” You mumble out as your body feels sticky and hot, preparing to get up from your comfy seat. One. Two. Three. You counted before boosting out of your seat and practically waddling over to your speaker to cut it off, a small huff leaving your plumped lips in exhaust.

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The warm water surrounding your body and loosening your tight muscles, the delicate scent of vanilla and lavender filling your nose sweetly. The bubbles resting on the still water up to your collar bones, hands placed on the side of the tub.

Pure relaxation is what you would consider this situation which was well needed. Face mask on, eyes closed, head tilted back as you almost fall asleep.

Remembering the task at hand, the relaxing bath now becoming an “everything” shower as you realized that you’re going to have to stand to get the job done. Not bothered as the hot water runs down your soapy body, throat humming a familiar tune as the sounds of water create the background.

Finishing up, you step out into the foggy bathroom, towel quickly wrapping around your body as you make your way to the sink/vanity. Not paying any mind to the fogged mirror, the body lotions and oils placed in front of you as you begin to lather up. Getting dressed in your (his) T-shirt and some comfy bottoms, after doing some finishing touches of your after-shower routine,

Leaving the hot and humid bathroom to head into the cooled bedroom making you regret turning down the thermostat earlier. Quickly dumping the dirty clothes into the laundry hamper and getting into the warm, soft sheets of your comforter.

Your phone notifications are spamming at the perfect time, already knowing who it is. Joesph. Your high school best friend turned best friend with benefits turned baby daddy. Unintentionally smiling as you take your phone off the charger immediately to answer him.

I got the food so u better be hungry

I’m almost there

Give me like 10 mins

Actually 15 bcs I gotta stop for gas

Put something cute on for me

Read 6:49pm

Aww so sweet

I always look cute

Read 6:52pm

“I hope he got McDonalds… or-“cutting your speech off as you think about all the different food options he could’ve got or that you would have loved to eat. Laying back against the big reading pillow, playing on your phone as you wait impatiently. Body now super pumped for his visit, the baby now beginning to move around as if they knew who was about to show up.

Smiling as you caress over the huge bump, feeling your baby pressing against your soft hand. “I know, he’s almost here. Just a few more minutes.” You speak sweetly as the baby begins to kick against the side, as uncomfortable as it is, you seem to be in a trance of complete admiration. One thing Joe could always do was get the baby excited. It’s like as soon as they heard his voice or sensed that he was near they went ballistic.

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The doorbell ringing causing you to perk up excitedly, you don’t know why he was ringing the doorbell considering he has a key so his hands must be full. “Coming.” You call out as you quickly slip your feet into your slippers and head to the front door, “Any day now baby.” He calls from the other side jokingly as you open the door for him, lips falling into a pout as he chuckles.

“I wasn’t that slow.” Eyes playfully rolling at the man walking behind you with the bags of food, going to grab one to help before he pulls away. “You’re already carrying a lot.” His head tilting down at your belly, a small smile forming on your lips.

Your gaze leaving Joe’s eyes to observe his outfit (and body), the grey sweats fitting loosely over his thick thighs and white t-shirt tight on his pecs, muscles bulging as he holds the food and his long fingers wrapping around the large drink.

“Whatcha thinkin about?” His deep voice taking you out from your trance, shaking your head embarrassingly as you just got caught. Lips forming in a smirk as he knows you were checking him out. Avoiding his question, you go to look inside the bag before he pulls away from you.

“Answer me.” He says as he places the food down onto the table but blocking the food. “The food. Now please move.” A rough huff leaving your mouth as you cross your arms at the man, he rolls his eyes before scooting to the side.

“That’s not how you say thank you.” He mumbles before taking a bite of a fry, you look over at him before puckering out your lips teasingly. His eyebrows perking up excitedly as he tries to go in for a kiss, “Thank you so much!” you giggle as you quickly pull away from him causing his lips to form an annoyed pout. “Whatever.” He pokes your side gently.

The room is now quiet as you guys sit down with the delicious food and eat. Joe putting on a random movie for background noise, knowing how you feel about prolonged silences. “Did you hear about Chris and Aaliyah?” Your body perking up as you remember the small drama you found out yesterday regarding some ex-college friends,

Joe’s eyebrows immediately scrunching in confusion. “No what?” wiping his thick fingers with the small napkin, making you lose your train of thought, “Oh my gosh! Really!” You say already knowing the answer but adding you your dramatics.

Joe smiling at your excitement to tell him, reminding him of the past times when you guys would sit in each other’s dorms, and you would go on a whole rant about little things you heard throughout the day. He missed it, it was one of his favorite things, still is. He couldn’t imagine someone else being able to hear you speak with such passion and excitement over other people’s lives. It was so cute to him, even though he didn’t know half the people you were talking about.

“Don’t be messy, you’re too pretty for that.” Or “Why do you care?” would become his go-to every time you had those rants, but he knew you just wanted to entertain him and yourself. Don’t get him started on your “Guess what’s” every time you would see him, the cutest thing he ever encountered in high school. He misses it and doesn’t want to let it go for someone else to take.

Snapping out of his thoughts when he notices your eyes of concern, “You’re not listening?” you ask as your lips fall into a thin line of embarrassment. “No- no I was.” He reassures as he fixes his posture, “You weren’t but that’s okay. It honestly was boring.” You giggle as you go back to eating your food.

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hi! this isn’t a request but i was wondering do you have a masterlist!

Hiii :) no I don’t, but I will make one later (just bcs u asked <3)

For now:

Eleven Minutes | R.R (Smut/Fluff)

Summary: Joe is always gone, to the point that missing him is an understatement. Nova craves that man like nothing else, but she seems to only be able to watch not touch.

You’re so needy | R.R (Smut/Fluff)

Summary: There is something about Nova being in Roman gear that makes Roman go insane.

He’s mad now | R.R (Angst/Smut)

Summary: Nova coming back from college was one of the best days- or I guess nights of her life.

Uh Oh | R.R (Angst/Smut)

Summary: Since the club incident, though we both acted with purpose; it was the aftermath that was totally incidental.

Want to see her? | R.R (Fluff)

Summary: The pregnancy was nothing but joy when you announced it, but you did have to leave wrestling for good. But a little visit wouldn’t hurt…

Such a Loser | R.R (Smut)

Summary: After the MITB match, Joe’s entire demeanor seemed off which wasn’t expected after the weeks worth of planning and working for the match itself.

Just this Once | R.R (Smut)

Summary: Calling him all sorts of things when in bed was your specialty but one word never flew off your tongue, and that’s the one Joe wants to hear the most.

I don’t Share | R.R (Fluff)

Summary: Joseph is used to being the only one with your attention, but what happens when there’s competition?

They’re here | R.R (Fluff)

Summary: Ever since Nova had the baby, they’ve only gotten a hand full of visits. But now the whole family gets to see the golden baby.

My bear | R.R (Fluff)

Summary: He knows the importance of that bear, but he’s too tired to even care.

Nobody will know | J.U (Smut)

Summary: Being the daughter of Paul Heyman comes with its perks, but everyone knows that despite their attraction to you they could never have you…except him.

Your daddy too | J.U (Smut)

Summary: After telling Joshua the amazing surprise, he wants to celebrate for the last time for a while.

I’m here | J.U (Fluff)

Summary: Nothing is worse than a nightmare and Thunderstorm mixed.

She's cute, yeah | R.R (Fluff)

Summary: He always secretly liked when interviewers asked about you, because now he gets the chance to talk about his favorite person.

Barbie Girl | R.R (Fluff/Smut)

Summary: “I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees” - Barbie Girl by Aqua

All over Twitter | J.U (Angst)

Summary: Jey never liked how quickly he was bothered of something on social media, but he can’t help himself… especially when it comes to you.

All over Instagram | J.U (Angst/Smut)

Summary: It’s been about 2 days since you last saw Jey, and now a small situation that was on Twitter has seemed to spread.

His favorite | R.R

Summary: Joe can’t help it, you’re his favorite thing in the whole word.

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His favorite | R.R

Summary: Joe can’t help it, you’re his favorite thing in the whole word.

Pairings: Roman Reigns {Joe Anoa’i} x black!reader || established relationship

Warnings: pet names, mentions stealing, bratty!reader, criminal!Joe, oral (fem. rec), p-in-v (unprotected), dirty talk, Dom!Joe, Sub!reader, not edited

Word count: 613

Ratings: Fluff, Smut | 18+

A/N: I’ve been so busy, so I’m sorry for the wait 🙏🏾 also, look how fluffy his hair is- I CANT

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His favorite girl. His only girl.

“Oh, Baby look! Please, it’s so cute! I want it.” Your plump lips pout as you hold up the bunny, Joe can’t help but smile while watching you coo at the small animal. Eyes big with care as you hold the bunny near your body to keep it warm, “It’s cute, but I don’t think you can take care of it.” He tries to reason as your face contorts into sadness at his disapproval.

A small huff leaving his lips as you walk away from him in frustration. “Princess. You can’t have a bunny. So cut it out.” He follows behind you closely causing your heart rate to spike up, you don’t like being chased. “Please! She can entertain me when you’re gone.” A soft whine leaving your lips as you stop by the bunny’s enclosure, Joe loving the way you beg.

“How about this, if you can be good for a whole week… I’ll get you a bunny. Yeah?” He negotiates as you keep looking away from him because you’re too focused on the delicate animal in front of you.

“Look at me.” Joe getting aggravated at the lost attention, your soft eyes immediately meeting his. “Really? That’s easy because I’m always good.” Joe eyebrows pique in amusement, your head nodding eagerly.

Good is an overstatement coming from you, you’re the brattiest girl he’s ever met. But Joe loves it; the way your juicy lips pout, perfect eyebrows contort in frustration, nose sometimes scrunching in disapproval.

How your words are laced with sass whenever you speak as you can’t help it. He loves every bit of it, because he can always fuck that brattiness right out of you.

“Okay, let’s start now then. Put the bunny down and lets go.” Joe’s voice is stern as you kiss the bunny’s head before placing it back in the pen. “You promise.” Holding up your manicured pinky to his huge one, pinkies locking making you squeal in excitement.

His hand going to hold your soft hand as he guides you out the store, “I want to go home.” A quick yawn escaping your mouth as you enter the parking lot.

Joe nodding while you follow him to the car, your lips curve themselves into a smile as your eyes scan over the beautiful man in front of you.

[House; 7:26pm]

“When did you buy that?” Voice delicate as he pulls stuff out of the bags and sorts them into a pile. “Baby… I didn’t.” He chuckles as your eyes widen in horror, “What! I thought you said you’ll stop doing that.” Complaining at the man who’s amused by you.

Rolling his eyes, his finger goes to shush you as a loud huff leaves your mouth. “Please stop doing that. I don’t like it- what if you get caught?” Concern written all over your beautiful face, it makes Joe feel guilty to see you like that.

“I won’t. Trust me doll.” His pet names for you rolling off his tongue effortlessly. A little hum is all you respond with, Joe continuing his task of sorting out your new clothes. “Do we have ice cream?” You randomly blurt as you hop off the bed, ass round as you make your way to the kitchen.

Your body is never unnoticed by Joe, he sees everything. Touches everything. Kisses everything. If he could touch and please you all day long, he would without a second thought. The only thing stopping him is work and how you cry after about the 5th round because it’s too much for you to handle.

“Joseph! Can you come here!” Your voice booms through the house, immediately dropping what he’s doing to come to you. Heading down the stairs he hears a groan of impatience, “Hush. I didn’t even take that long.” Joe’s eyes peering into yours as he enters the kitchen.

A small whimper leaving your lips as his body is now pressed against yours. Huge hands resting on your waist, head peering over your shoulder, dick hard and twitching against your ass. “Want to share?” His voice whispering into your ear deliciously, nodding without hesitation before taking the spoon to scoop him some.

His large hand moving to grab your hand gently, before guiding the scoop to your mouth instead. He tries to hold in the smile he gets from seeing your pretty face pout in confusion, not refusing the ice cream though. “Good girl.” Joe’s voice deep in your ear before he lifts your chin to the side to pull you in for a kiss.

A small chuckle leaves from his throat as your so eager to kiss him back. A quiet moan coming from you as his hands tighten on your waist, Joe smiling at the taste of the ice cream. The spoon that was once in your hand, now falling onto the counter. Turning around to face him, lips never separating.

“So pretty. Up.” Joe instructs as he lifts you onto the counter, hands wrapped around his huge shoulders to pull him closer. “We can’t fuck in the kitchen.” Your now swollen lips complain as Joe rolls his eyes, before carrying you back to the room.

Squealing as he drops you down onto the bed, before crawling onto top of you. Taking a second to absorb your beauty before going down to kiss your thighs.

“You think you’ll make it?” Joe whispers against the golden skin, not expecting an answer as your head tilts back onto the pillow behind you.

Skin soft against his large hands, Joe’s pink lips kissing delicately against the inside of your legs. Trying to hold it together as his finger hooks at the hem of your shirt to pull it up enough to see the dainty panties your wearing. A forming a wet spot right in the middle.

“I know you had the hots for me but damn.” Joe chuckles as you whine at his tease, “Shut up- oh.” Your insult cut short as his long finger rubs your folds through the panties.

The material giving just enough barrier that you won’t cum right away, peeking down to see what he’s doing before his tongue licks against the wet patch. “I can taste you right through these little flimsy panties.” His breath hot against your pussy.

His fingers pulling your panties to the side, your folds glistening in the dim light of the room. Soft moans falling from your lips as his wet tongue lick and suck onto your clit, “More. Please- Shit.” You beg as he enter his finger into your tight hole. A small smirk plays onto his lips as his finger reaches your g-spot with ease, back arching off the bed.

“So good! So- yes.” Your mouth sputters out as his lips goes back to your clit, hands going to grab at his hair. Pulling softly as Joe lets a groan out against the lips of your pussy, eyes shutting roughly as he adds another finger before pumping in and out.

Room filled with the sounds of your pussy squelching around his thick fingers and your soft moans, stomach tightening as your heels dig into his lower back. “Cum for me baby. I know you want too.” Joe eggs you on as your body lets go almost immediately onto his hand.

“You taste so sweet, fuck.” Joe mumbles as he continues to devour your pussy through your orgasm. You can barely think as you try to regulate your breathing, hands trying push his head away from overstimulation. “Don’t fight, just take it baby.” He voice vibrating against your folds.

Joe finally pulling away from you, positioning his body over yours. Hands going to grab your face to pull you into a kiss, your cum still glistening against his lips. The taste sweet as he rolls his hips into your wet pussy, his pants now having a damp spot on the front.

“I want it, Joe.” You whisper against his lips, a smile forming on his lips as he pulls away. “Want what?” He teases before pulling out his thick cock, tip dripping with precum. “Your dick.” A wave of insecurity washing over you as your words are so blunt. “Straightforward, aren’t we?” His tip rubbing between your soaked folds.

“I trained you so well.” He coos before grabbing your face roughly, squeezing your face together until your lips are puckered out. His lips pecking yours to distract you from the stretch of his cock as he enters, a loud moan erupting from your throat.

Your pussy practically sucking him in, body’s fitting like puzzle pieces as he begins to thrust softly. “S’big- fuck Joe.” You moan loudly as your body goes into overdrive and you grab onto his biceps.

His groans heavenly in your ear as he pounds down into you, “Sorry baby. Your pussy is just suckin me in.” He moans as the slapping sound of his cock into you is now echoing off the walls. Joe kissing your neck, sucking small hickies behind your ear.

His breath fans against your soft spot before he licks on it gently, pampering it with kisses as he drills into you. “I’m gonna cum- I want to cum!” You squeal as your pussy clenches around Joe’s throbbing cock, “Cum onto me doll- shit! I’m about to fill you up.” His head snaps up as he holds eye contact with you.

Joe’s cum filling you to the brim, Pussy fluttering around him as he continues to fuck his load into you. “Oh- I love you.” Your plumped lips say tiredly before pulling him into a kiss, his lips tugging up into a smile.

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All over Instagram | J.U

Summary: It’s been about 2 days since you last saw Jey, and now a small situation that was on Twitter has seemed to spread.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader || established relationship

Warnings: flashback, “cheating” scandal, rumors, long distance, emotional conversation, stubborn!Jey, uses real and nicknames, face grabbing, p-in-v (unprotected), multi!orgasms, shower!sex, 69, they just being filthy… NOT EDITED

Word count: 2856 (long)

Ratings: Angst, Fluff, Smut | 18+

A/N: y’all in the comments of All over Twitter | J.U had me cracking up!! So here’s part two since y’all loved the last one 🩵🩵

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[Flashback]

“Omg, Thank you so much for coming!” clapping happily as Jimmy pulls up to the venue you asked him to view with you, it was about 8pm and you wanted to see how it would look inside with the skylight roof. “You know I got you sis, plus I know uce like the back of my hand.” Jimmy hugs you once he exits his car, heading inside with the key the owner gave you.

The inside was beautiful especially with the sky being practically night but still a bit light out. The moon shining bright through the skylight, letting the marble floor glisten and the walls darken around.

You guys were there about 30 minutes taking small notes and measurements for the plan you were setting up, “I like the red because it’ll look really pretty under the lighting that I’m getting, but I’m not sure about the black.” You reply, as Jimmy mentioned the color scheme. Looking around the room again to get the feel for it, “Too dark.” He nods before thinking of some other colors to make the room pop.

“What about silver, red, white? I mean it’s simple it’ll make the room sparkle…” Perking up happily as Jimmy side glances at your mention of sparkles. “Girl. Sparkles, really?” His facial expression making you burst into laughter. “It’s my anniversary too!” giggling before writing down the idea in your notebook as a reminder to send to the interior designer after getting your own perspective of the room.

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It’s now 9:40pm, both of you have viewed the entire venue and included things that you needed to buy or fix up before the surprise. Jimmy was a great help, especially with the measurements or telling you about small cultural details to add to the venue to make it more special. You couldn’t have chosen a better person to help with the surprise anniversary party you wanted to throw for Jey.

“Alright now, get home safe.” Jimmy hugs you once you declare the work finished, “You too! And thank you so much for the help again.” Grinning at tonight’s success as you lock the door and put the key in your purse. “Say Hi to Trin for me too!” You call out before getting into your car and putting your address into the gps. He gives me a thumbs up, pulling out of the parking lot quickly to get home to his girl.

[Present]

You haven’t seen Jey in 2 days, and every time you tried to call him, the call would decline, and he’ll text back “What were y’all doin?”. You called Jimmy (and Trin) to tell them what happened with Jey, at first you were relieved when Jimmy mentioned how he could call him and fix it.

That was until when he did call, Jey picked up quickly before saying “Fuck you,” and hanging up just before Jimmy could even get a word in. Should’ve known though, because his dramatics used to be one of your favorite things about him, it would make you laugh or just lighten the room, but as of now it’s doing the exact opposite.

So, you decided to wait until Summerslam to try to message him again, an even worse decision as Jimmy goes out and betrays him that same night.

Watching your phone go from hundreds of mentions on social media to thousands in a matter of seconds, the fans were never merciful with those who they don’t like, and they sure don’t like you right now.

“Just pick up and be an adult.” You practically yell at your phone as you call Jey right after the PPV is over, the rings now being impeded into your brain as you listen to them play repeatedly.

Ik you see my calls so just answer them 🙄

I didn’t want to call you earlier and I don’t want to call you now 🤨

Joshua. Literally answer, we need to talk abt this

We can talk in person.

Our flight is at 11pm

Okay be safe 💗

Seen

He got home last night but didn’t say a word as he unpacked and got into bed. If anything, Jey was so silent that you didn’t even realize he was home until you felt the bed shift.

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The next morning, you were up preparing breakfast for the kids before they headed off to school. Leaving you and Jey in the house alone. The house that was once filled with soft laughter, or just interesting conversations, is now completely silent and cold.

You understand him, you know how he acts and why he does it. You were just hoping he wouldn’t be that way with you, “Josh… can we talk now?” voice barely above a whisper when you walk back into your shared bedroom. His eyes shooting up to make eye contact with yours as he sits against the headboard on his phone, “Yup.” Jey’s voice monotone as he looks back down at his phone.

Letting out a soft sigh at his attitude, unconsciously speeding towards the distant man, missing his warmth and comfort. “Do you really think I cheated?” getting straight to the point, you understood what the public thought, but you wanted to know if Jey truly believed it. Jey’s gaze caressing over your body before coming back up to your eyes, hurt visible inside of them, a loud huff leaving his nose as he drops his phone into his lap.

“I want to say no, but something in the back of my mind is saying otherwise.” He expresses lowly, his gaze not easing up as your own softens. “You believe that I would cheat on you. With you brother?” eye contact now separating as he looks down at his hands, “I would never, I could never do that to you or myself.” Your voice delicate as all your pent-up emotions seem to leak through your words.

Your words were never second guessed to Jey, even when he has the underlying thoughts of what people say. “I know…” is all he could muster up to tell you, this wasn’t a conversation that he ever though he would have to have with you.

“I don’t think you do. You left me.” His heart breaking at those words, he doesn’t like this feeling. Especially since it’s coming from the only other person that he knew would protect him with all their might. “I-I’m sorry. I’ll prove it to you, I’ll do anything. I’m sorry.” His voice cracking as he pleads to you desperately, he couldn’t imagine not being with you, not knowing that you’ll be there when he gets home.

“Then prove it.” Your voice quiet compared to Jey’s harsh breaths. “I’ll do anything, whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it.” His eyes falling onto yours, the desperate pleads starting to mumble together as you watch the different emotions flash in his intense gaze.

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“I told you; I’ll do anything.”

A sort of muffled cry leaves your mouth as Jey grabs your cheeks with his large hand. The touch is gentle, yet rough as he squeezes and moves your face to look into his eyes. A teasing smirk forms onto his lips when your eyes meet his again, “What’d I tell you, baby?” his eyes filled with lust.

Another moan leaves your plump lips as your cunt tightens and hips lifts off the bed, pushing itself further into Jey’s thrust and the vibrator he’s forcing you to use; still in your hand pressing against your clit. Trying to create space away from the vibrator and your sensitive and puffy clit.

Jey’s free hand comes to hold your wrist in place, an annoyed groan passes through your throat, your body tries to squirm away from the vibrator that is now impossible to move. “Stop running away baby. I’m finally back.” Your body tries helplessly to get away from the vibrations spreading painful pleasure through your body and the powerful thrusts from his cock. 

“You wanted me to prove it, yeah?” An annoyed grunt travels through the air when your walls flutter and clench around Jey’s thick dick, your body squirming starts adding on to the tightness surrounding his cock, making his thrusts less precise.

“Yes baby!” Your hands reach for something to grab before stuttering and trying to push his hips away from yours in a panic, Jey grabs your throat, squeezing gently as the now found pleasure sputters through your body. Holding you in place impatiently, his head leaning down to your ear. “Look at you, you couldn’t cheat on me baby. You’re a mess for this dick.” He teases before placing a small peck on the outer shell of your ear.

Jey chuckling at your pathetic state, adding more pressure to your wrist to dig the vibrator further into your clit. Your walls flutter around him in response, a moan leaves his mouth as his eyes snap close to savor the feeling.

The warmth and tightness suck his cock into your pussy greedily, practically begging him to continue pumping into you. His eyes open slowly as your moaning and desperate noises fill the room.

“Take it. Take all of me.” His deep groans fill the room tauntingly. Eyes rolled back deliciously before closing tightly, jaw hanging open because can’t close no matter how hard you try to force it shut. Jey smirks teasingly at your state and gives you a particularly deep thrust that causes your pelvis to jolt upwards shakily. 

A thick whine travels up your throat and passes the pressure he applies to your throat. It causes Jey to chuckle condescendingly, and he places a quick kiss to your cheek. The tenderness of the act distracts you for a moment, giving him the opportunity to release your throat and pull the vibrator from your overstimulated clit.

 A surprised squeal leaves your mouth at the cool air brushing over your sensitive cunt. Jey takes the time to slow down his thrusts, observing the fucked-out look that covers your face. You look gorgeous with eyes that can’t see clearly and skin that tries stupidly to cool your body down with sweat. A soft groan leaves his lips, and he speeds up his thrusts again. “I love you!” You practically huff out as his thrust seems to knock the wind out of you.

“I love you too.” He shakes his head in amusement before grabbing your wrists and pinning them to the pillow above your head as he gives your cunt the last of his pleasurable thrusts before stilling and coating your walls in his cum. You both let out tired sighs as the pleasure courses through your bodies until it dies down into a faint hum. Jey gives your wrists a tight squeeze before letting them go and slipping out of you.

His body warmth now gone makes you whimper, and he kisses your forehead lovingly as an apology. He sits back up and caresses your face with a small smile. It causes your heart to flutter, and you’re bought out of your fucked-out phase. 

When your eyes clear and meet Jey’s, he breathes out a slow breath, “That’s my girl, now I need you to sit down on my face. ‘Kay?” He speaks more of a demand than suggestion. Eyebrows furrowing at this man’s high sex drive, barely being able to recuperate from your past 2 orgasms.

He taps your thigh quickly to get you out of your trance, forcing your body up and switching positions. His large hands delicate on your soft waist and pulling you gently down onto his face. Adjusting you, so you sit perfectly onto his lips, his tongue quickly going to lick up your swollen folds.

“S’good. Suck me baby, keep that mouth busy.” He mumbles into your puffy cunt, your hands going to garb his erected cock, immediately wondering how many times you’re going to have to cum before he goes limp.

“Oh… gentle- please!” You whine out as Jey sucks on your clit roughly. Quickly letting go of the sensitive bud and deciding to tongue fuck you in between your folds and lick you clean. You let out a whiney moan before you spit onto his cock, stroking him up and down a few times before taking your tongue to swirl around his tip.

"Fuck, that’s it." He voices out as you begin to ride against his motions while you prepare on your end to take all his cock into your mouth. You start off slow, teasing Jey by licking a stripe up his shaft before lowering your mouth halfway down.

You pull back up, your hands stroking near the base at the same time you bob up and down. Your moans are muffled against his cock, but Jey is eating the fuck out of your pussy, and you genuinely want to sob.

"Josh, wait fuck-" You yell but he continues. "You're-you're gonna make me cum so fucking fast."

"Do it for me." He teases in between. He begins to slowly work his hips into you, making his cock fuck your mouth ever so gently.

As you continue sucking him, you feel your high coming to a close, especially when Jey is toying with your folds with his tongue and taking advantage of the way you work your hips against his mouth.

"Joshua! Ah, so close! I'm-I'm—" You try to continue stroking his wet dick to keep yourself occupied but fall limp into his pelvic as your hips continue to ride out your 3rd orgasm on his skillful mouth.

"Shower time?" Jey lifts your hip from his face with a chuckle while you gather your breathing, forgetting completely about his orgasm.

"Mhm." You mumble as you push yourself up and roll to the side of him, knowing exactly what he expects when he asks the question.

Even though you both needed to shower, your bodies coated in cum, sweat, and spit, you guys just laid there breathless. His arms pulling you into his embrace, you missed this. You missed him. "Join me Baby." Your eyes diverting into his gaze softly at his question, before nodding silently. Too tired to even say a word anymore, hoping that his past expectations don’t apply here.

Finally deciding to head to the shower after a small pep talk, remembering you guys must clean up before the kids get home. “I bought you something!” Jey perks up from the closet as he walks towards you with one of his new shirts, not even phased about the fact that he’s naked.

Smiling at him, you head into the steaming shower, the hot water immediately cleansing off your sticky body. “Don’t leave me baby!” He jokes when the fogged door slams closed.

Sooner or later, you see his silhouette passing the glass, the door slightly swinging open again as he lets himself in. You subtly bite onto your bottom lip as you look at him up and down, his member quickly hardening when he sees your wet body gleaming under the light.

The shower started off sweet, and comforting. Jey gently working his hands into your scalp to massage the shampoo and conditioner in your hair. He helps wash it off, continuing to work his hands in the same motions, causing your eyes to shut briefly at his tenderness.

You returned the favor, turning and him unintentionally bending his knees for you to get a good grip on his hair, working the shampoo through his curls. It's quiet, and the only sounds in the bathroom are the running water and the water bouncing off the tiles.

"You're so beautiful." He says, helping lather up the body wash on your back before you help with his and wash off. He gives you a warm, small smile before dipping his head to press a kiss on your lips. But at this point, you don't want to pull away at all. Instead, you want him to continue, your hands rest on his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

 You gently bite on his bottom lip, tugging back slightly as you keep your gaze on him. "Fuck. We’re supposed to be getting clean." Jey whispers when you pull away, a small groan being released from his mouth as he pulls you by the waist, his hardened member brushing against your clit.

“You’re right. Now let me go.” Your self-control comes hurdling back as you realize the whole point of the shower, “Damn… you ain’t even want to pretend like you wanted more.” He complains behind you as you rinse off again, not for any reason but it just felt right.

Winking at the desperate man behind you once you shut the water off, leaving the shower to get dried off. His hand slapping your ass quickly when you leave him as he just stands in the shower contemplating the situation.

"I did all that proving, and you can’t even give m-me a little suck?" His voice vibrating off the shower walls as he complains, you can see his hands flying around with his stutter. Giggling, you continue to do your own thing, not paying the giant baby any mind.

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I don’t know who told them this was a fun prank but I ain’t liking it.

#jey uso #the usos #sobbing #I was going to post but I don’t know

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Comment or just lmk if you want to be tagged in All over Twitter part 2, I’ve been working on it and getting my ideas down 🩷

Edit: ITS POSTED

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poor jeyce… I know y’all saw his little face paint and stuff :((

#jey uso #summerslam #roman reigns #wwe #joesanrio #tribal combat

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Hiiii can I request a Jey uso X female reader where jey sees a post on social media saying reader is messing with Jimmy and it’s not true. But Jey still gets hot headed and stuff thank you ☺️

This!! I love this. I feel like I took this and ran with it- so please forgive me 🩷 a bit angsty :))

All over Twitter | J.U

Summary: Jey never liked how quickly he was bothered of something on social media, but he can’t help himself… especially when it comes to you.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader

Warnings: social media drama, delusions, arguing, cursing, stubborn!Jey, crying, bad angst (first time), rumors, mentions of cheating, not edited

Word Count: 1230

Ratings: Angst | 16+

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Jey scrolling through his social media was starting to become a daily thing, especially since the Bloodline storyline was starting to pick up. As much as he hated how people depicted him and his talents based on the 30-45 minutes they saw him a week, he never reacted. He kept any bad energy they sent towards him to himself, and pretended like he didn’t even see it. That was until he came across a tweet that had to do with you and his twin.

The tweet had about 92k views already, and 40k retweets. It was a video of you and Jonathan meeting up late at night, hugging before entering a random building. There was no context about what was happening except the obvious comments of;

Nah imagine thinking your girl safe from your own twin 💀💀

I CANT- poor Jey 🥲💔

No cause what abt my girl Trin?!?!

That Y/n? Do she not know how Trin can get down…😬

He couldn’t help himself but to keep scrolling through the comments, looking for some type of reassurance that it isn’t what he’s thinking. Jey always thought he knew where you were and what you were doing, maybe he was too blind by a false sense of trust. “Y/n!” He calls for you from the living room.

Your delicate footsteps making their way downstairs to the man sitting on the couch, you couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous man in front of you. “Hi Baby.” Your lips plump and glossy as always, wearing Jey’s shirt with your little shorts. He looks away as he can feel himself getting flustered by your appearance, remembering the things he just saw not even a minute ago.

“You want to tell me anything.” His voice deep and stern before he lays back against the couch, your hips swaying a bit as you go to sit beside him.

Your freshly groomed eyebrows now in a confused furrow, “I like your haircut… I mean they could’ve faded the sides better but—” Jey’s head immediately snapping towards you.

Going silent as he rubs the side of his hair down before adjusting himself in the chair. “It’s cute!” I reassure as a small smile forms Jey’s lips before the smile drops quickly. “Appreciate it but that’s not what I’m looking for.” His eyes boring into yours, uncomfortably. Your hands starting to fidget together under his intense gaze, shaking your head ‘no’.

A loud sigh coming from his mouth as he picks up his phone, Twitter immediately popping up on the screen. “Look.” He hands you the phone before crossing his arms aggressively, your eyes falling onto the dim screen. Playing the small clip of you and Jon, not understanding the big deal until you scroll down to the comments.

A small scoff leaving your mouth as you go speechless by all the assumptions, “Those people are so miserable.” You hand the phone back before looking at Jey’s serious face.

“So, it’s the people now? Not the fact that you and my damn brother sneaking around at night?” He sits up almost giving himself whiplash. Feeling your heart drop at his demeanor, you couldn’t believe that the man you left everything and everyone for is accusing you of. “Joshua. You’re kidding…” Trying to understand what he’s getting at, this had to be some type of prank.

April Fools was a couple months ago though, and we did forget about it. “This is a joke. Ha-ha so funny babe.” A sarcastic laugh leaving you forcefully as you notice Jey’s gaze not changing.

Noticing the deep breaths, he’s taking is starting to concern you, “I’m not joking, are you screwing around with my brother? My twin at that.” He speaks calmly. Your eyes going wide at the audacity, “Joshua. Don’t be fucking delusional- if I was going to cheat do you really think that I would go to your twin brother?” Your voice high-pitched unintentionally.

His head shakes before wiping his hands on the edge of his knees. Jey loves you too much to believe this, he knows you wouldn’t, you couldn’t do that to him. Something subconsciously is saying otherwise, the fact that he no longer knows where you were and what you were doing is making him upset.

“Do you know how fucking embarrassing this is for me. To find out that you going behind my aback through social media.” He says out loud, hands rubbing down his face in a stressed manner. “I didn’t go behind your damn back! They’re clearly just making stuff up.” Your voice in a defensive tone,

Jey’s gaze on you turning into disappointment making your heart drop. His heavy footsteps leaving you in the living room as he goes upstairs assumingly to your bedroom.

The tension surrounding you, sitting in the now quiet room alone. Heart racing and head spinning, you felt like you were going to cry at any moment. The fact that he wasn’t listening to you just hurt worse, never did you think that complete strangers would have that much of an impact on you and Jey’s relationship.

The loud slam of a door snapping you out of your trance, “Joshua! What are you doing?” jumping from the couch and heading up the stairs quickly. His figure passing by with a suitcase, not bearing a glance towards you. “I’m going to stay the night with… well damn I don’t even know because I can’t go to my own brother!” Jey shouts before throwing the suitcase onto the bed.

He always tended to be overdramatic especially in disagreements, but never to the point where he was leaving. “You’re fucking crazy! Nobody did anything, it was clearly taken out of proportion. Stop acting like that!” You could feel the tingly feeling of anger starting to spread through your body. “Y/n, then what the hell were y’all doing? Because I didn’t even know about you going to see him? He didn’t tell me either!” He shrugs his shoulders as he waits for your response.

“I- nothing! We weren’t doing anything.” You stutter knowing that he can’t know the real reason you were meeting with Jon. Not liking the answer, he heard, he goes straight to the closet and starts ripping shirts off the hanger, “I’m so tired of being second place. So tired of looking like a fool! You say you weren’t cheating but you can’t even tell me what you were doing?” His hands flying as he shouts angrily. Going completely speechless as you watched him continue throwing things into the suitcase, chest heavy, before breaking completely.

Tears streaming down your face uncontrollably, this is ridiculous. Multiple solutions rambling through your head as you stood behind the fuming man. “I can’t tell you. But I promise I wouldn’t cheat on you.” The words practically forming together as you can barely speak while trying to control your breathing. Jey turns around to see you looking like a complete wreck, his eyes softening.

“Then imma go until you can tell me. Simple as that.” He says as he zips up his suitcase, your eyes looking in a panicked manner as he grabs his wallet. “Joshua! Don’t you think this is a bit dramatic?” You sniffle as he rolls his eyes at you.

“Hell yeah. But rather be dramatic than sitting and looking like a fucking clown.” He exits the room without even looking back.

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Barbie Girl | R.R

Summary: “I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees” - Barbie Girl by Aqua

Pairings: Joe Anoa’i {Roman Reigns} x Nova (OC) || Established Relationship

Warnings: Dom!Joe, Sub!OC, kissing, pet names (Baby, Pretty, Doll), teasing, p-in-v (unprotected), creampie, cuddling, not edited

Word Count: 2178

Ratings: Fluff, Smut | 18+

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One thing that Joesph loved doing more than removing my clothes seemed to be dressing me in whatever he wanted. I was his barbie, and he took full advantage of that, letting him pamper me whenever he liked. It was one of his favorite jobs after wrestling, of course. There was something so fascinating about me to him that I happened not to see.

“Baby, come here!” Joe called for me in the closet, getting up from the soft comforter of the bed to meet him. He holds up a white mini dress, admiring the soft fabric. He could already imagine how it was going to fit on my body, hugging all the right places, stopping at the perfect height, he couldn’t wait for me to try it on.

“Are you going to wear white too?” I ask looking at the man with questioning eyes, he hands me the dress with the velvet hanger eagerly. “I am now. So, stop asking questions and put it on, Pretty.” Joe taps my hips as he goes to leave me in the spacious closet alone (just standing at the door), my lips falling into their natural pout as I slip off my t-shirt.

Pulling the silk dress up my soft legs, it slips onto my shoulders with ease. Looking towards the man that’s leaning on the door frame with a small smirk on his pink lips, “Cute?” I ask doing a small spin. Joe nods before coming closer to me, his huge torso seeming to close in the once spacious closet into a small, confined space. “You’re always cute.” He smiles as he pulls at the silk fabric, tugging it down further as the fabric only stretches a bit past my butt.

Joe says nothing as he continues to look at my outfit that he chose. “I like this color on you.” His voice husky as he whispers the compliment to me, all I can do is smile as his closeness is causing me to panic. “Well, I’m sure it’ll be cuter if you back up.” I joke as I push him back by his chest, barely moving he grasps my wrist gently. “Then how will I see that little beauty mark right... there.” He teases as his long finger caresses over the beauty mark right above my left breast.

“You’re so annoying.” I pout as he lets go of my wrist in his other hand, he chuckles at my demeanor and turns to leave the closet. His back flexing as he walks away from me, biceps bulging as he crosses his arms.

Following behind him like a loss puppy, we end up stopping right beside our bed. “Novs, if our reservation is at 8:30 and its now 6:02, how long do we got, baby?” He asks sitting on the bed with his leg spread deliciously. Quickly calculating the time, he just burst into taunting chuckle at my concentration face. “Two hours and twenty-eight minutes.” I look at him confused, “So smart, come sit.” He smiles as he pulls me to straddle on top of his thick lap.

I feel the hardening bulge in his pants, “Joe! My dress, I can’t get it wrinkled.” I complain as he just looks at my lips without caring about the words coming out of them. “You’re too pretty to be complaining.” He says as his fingers trail up my thighs, lighting my skin on fire with need.

“Stop pouting.” Joe’s hand going to pull my chin to look at him, our eyes connecting and the lust in his eyes starting to spread throughout his whole body. Letting go of my chin, his eyes observing random parts of my face, I’m assuming the parts he loves the most. His eyes seeming to linger on my plump lips, Joe’s hand wrapping around my waist tightly to pull me closer. Finally breaking the daze, he guides his lips gently onto mine.

His mouth immediately moving into a slow rhythm, while his hands roam down to my ass, pulling and grabbing. Sends me into a frenzy, his lips soft against mine, trying to keep up with his intensity.

“You seem to want this, Pretty.” Joe whispers against my lips, before pulling me back in and dragging his tongue towards mine, letting me feel his warm tongue. Clinging onto his wide torso, pulling him closer by the nape of his neck. Joe doesn’t waste another second, his hands pushing my ass down to grind against his hips. “Please.” I moan out onto his lips softly.

He stands up holding me in his arms, before turning around and sitting me down on the bed. Before he pushes me down on our bed, he hovers above me, lingering his lips to tease me.

My need for them becoming worse with every second that passes, pushing my head upwards. Joe now beginning to grin over how greedy I’ve become. 

“You always this needy for me Baby?” His head coming closer to my face before quickly retracting when I go to kiss him. His lips form a smirk when my infamous pout forms on my lips from his teasing.

“You’re mean.” I whisper out as my minty breath fans his lips, my body not matching the words I speak as my hips buck towards his crotch. 

“Yeah?” He breathes out, dragging his hands from your thigh up to my waist. Joe doesn’t hold back, moving his hand in the front of my panties, cupping my core with a light squeeze. Gasping softly, I look down at his big hand that traces delicately over the fabric of my pink thong. 

“Quickie?” He mutters the suggestion as his eyes focus on the damp spot that’s spreading the more, he teases. Not realizing how my eyes are now closed as I take in his delicate touches.

“Stop teasing.” I mumble, before pulling him down into a kiss. I move my hips with the movement of his hand. Joe loves seeing me like this, all spread out and needy, bucking my hips out of control just because he has his hands on me.

He takes my answer as a yes, focusing on touching me. Groping him gently as I rub my palm on his hard on. Joe sighs against my lips, imitating my pace. Deciding to squeeze the large cock in my hand, earning a groan from

“So big…” I mutter against his lips as he smirks against mine. That’s his favorite thing to hear from me, the boost that it does to his ego is astronomical.

Joe drops his head on my shoulder and sucks my neck gently while fiddling with the edge of my thong to get underneath the fabric. He’s so smooth with it which is quite ridiculous. He pulls them off in seconds, one of his fingers touching my wet slit. 

“So wet pretty girl, fuck.” He nips at my neck, whispering in my ear. Following his movements, getting my hand under his briefs and feel the soft skin of his cock. As soon as my hands wrap firmly around it, he twitches in my palm. 

I begin to jerk him off, my thumb teasing with his wet slit as he moves his fingers on my clit causing me to moan. Again, we are in sync, moving against each other. The more Joe rubs down on my clit, the more I moan and whine against his cheek. 

The lust takes over inside the room, it is becoming so hot I might pass out. Joe’s big body hovering over mine, his body heat radiating off him sweetly. My body responds to every touch from Joe, bucking my hips uncontrollably under him while my hand has trouble jerking him off, too overwhelmed by the feeling creeping up in my core. 

“That’s it Nova. Shit!” Joe mumbles, picking up a bit faster pace, causing me to clutch my free hand tightly on his forearm. Trying my best to give him as much pleasure, stroking him at the same pace he’s touching my clit and wet core. 

It becomes too much, both of us moaning and gasping against each other’s lips, never stopping. The neediness shows when Joe pulls away from my touch to kick off his pants completely, then pulling my dress up in a hurry. Allowing me to finally take the time to breathe. 

Joe leans back into me all giddy, nothing beats seeing Joe naked. The details of every muscle in his thighs, his abs subtle but clear and vibrant chest. He’s hot, and the worst thing is, he knows how it affects me. 

He catches me staring too long, wanting to throw a cocky comment like he always does, but he holds himself back, needing nothing more than to feel me wrapped around him. 

Joe has complimented my body too much to be that cocky. Always talking about how I feel so good and warm that he’s trying his best not to finish after a few minutes. I didn’t believe him in the beginning of our relationship but with time he proved it. 

Joe hovers himself by my entrance, intertwining my my hands with his free one above my head, while his other holds his cock steadily. “You’re so sexy.” Joe smirks at my glistening folds. He rubs it against my slit, allowing me to feel the tip and sending the urge of need to consume my body.

I try to move my hips downwards onto his cock, but Joe stops me, and enters inside of me with ease. Since I’m so wet that he slides in easily. Joe almost loses his composure when he feels my walls surround him with warm heat, all wet and perfect.  

“So perfect- damn Baby.” He admits, groaning when he bottoms out, a gasp flies from my mouth at his thickness. He stills, looking at me for a second, until he starts thrusting. Now, something I love about his cock is, one it fills me up so nicely and two he manages to hit my g-spot with each thrust. 

It’s embarrassing how quickly he can make me cum when we fuck. “Oh- I love when you fill me up.” I moan out, harsh breaths leaving my lungs.  Joe on the other hand, loves it. He loves the feeling of when I clench around him with each thrust, the moans and small tears that fall from bliss all because of him. 

Moans just flowing from my mouth uncontrollably, “I literally love you so much. So so much!” My head falling back onto the pillow after my attempt to look at where he and I are connected. Joe letting out a taunting, breathy chuckle as he starts pounding into me.

Slapping noises being heard throughout the room as well as the sound of the headboard hitting the wall. “I love you.” He says happily, his other hand holding onto my hip. The grip on my hip tight, small beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

“Fuck… you gonna take it? Like a good doll, huh?” Joe’s head falls forward into my neck, letting his deep moans fan against the delicate skin. His grip on my hands that were held above me loosened, as he now uses both hands to grip the sheets on either side of my head.

He wouldn’t deny it if someone called him addicted, because he truly is. Everything about me makes him go into overdrive while he feels me tighten around him with each movement from his end. “

Joe’s hair begins to dampen at the nape of his neck, the room growing hotter with the way our bodies move in a pleasant wave. “Fuck! Baby please, I’m going to cum.” I cry out as his grunts get louder. My body tenses, back arching, every nerve in my body signaling for my release while Joe’s thrust never faltered.   

“Ah! Fuck, fuck—” I whine, as your body twitches once, my orgasm bursting through my entire body. Joe follows suit, his cock twitching inside of me as he fills my warm, tight walls up.

“Damn Pretty, such vulgar words coming from someone like you.” Joe breathes out, his cock still nestled inside of you while you both try and catch your breath. His hands caress over my cheek before placing a delicate kiss onto my swollen lips.

I can only hum back in response, my throat turning dry after being agape for so long. “I can always cancel the reservation.” Joe jokes making a sweet smile form onto my lips, “No, we still have time.” My eyes gazing into his.

Joe says nothing as he admires every little detail of my face, “You’re like a Barbie.” His whispers before placing a kiss onto my beauty mark above my breast.

“Then you can be Ken.” I giggle, his head shooting up from its previous position. “Oh, I was going to be him whether you wanted me to or not.” His hip doing a quick thrust making my body jolt. “Okay okay!” I smile before pulling him down to rest comfortably on top of me, still tight inside.

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[joesanrio]

Why did I just find out that the person who makes one of the best gif sets for the bloodline has me blocked!!! I NEVER EVEN INTERACTED W/ THEM 😭😭

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[joesanrio]

joe on the impaulsive podcast talking about his on screen romance with reader, not being very subtle about the fact that he actually does fancy her

I've been missing my bae Joe... but that interview has a chokehold on me! 🩷🩷 Thank you so much for requesting this :)

She's cute, yeah | R.R

Summary: He always secretly liked when interviewers asked about you, because now he gets the chance to talk about his favorite person.

Pairings: Joe Anoa'i {Roman Reigns} x fem!reader

Warnings: Flustered!Joe, Teasing (friendly), intense emotions, Joe is referred to as Roman.

Word Count: 514

Ratings: Fluff | 16+

A/N: The way he kept saying “Yeah” WITH THAT VOICE 😮‍💨

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“Oh yeah yeah, my Y/n.” Roman trails off that bit of his sentence.

Logan and Mike looking at each other with a smirk, “So when did it first start? Like did creative pitch it or was it like suggested?” Logan asked as Roman nodded at the question.

“Um well it started like 2013. The team thought it would be a good idea because during that time I was in the shield, and I was more of a visual especially during segments.” Roman explained, as he could feel himself beginning to sweat.

“Oh! So, like to add more to your character!” George piped up from beside him.

“Exactly! And Y/n and I have been friends for a while so luckily it wasn’t as awkward. I mean- she’s so talented and easy to work with, we literally could talk all day and it’ll still feel like it wasn’t long enough because she’s so- um her energy is so...” Roman blanks at the end as he tries to find a word to describe his Y/n.

“She’s so awesome she got the Tribal Chief blanking!” Mike jokes making everyone burst into laughter, Roman rubs his ears as he can feel the heat becoming intense on the tips of his ears.

“Nah, I’m just not good a describing people.” Roman chuckles as he quickly comes up with an excuse.

The more he tries to think of a word to describe you. Different words pop into his mind, but nothing comes close to how you are. The guys joking in the background as all he could do was smile and nod.

“She’s unexplainable.” Roman shrugs as Logan nods, feeling all eyes on him, but not in the same way as before.

“You’re right though, I met Y/n once and she left me with an impression that was hard to shake off.” George mentioned as Mike perked up to mention the time, he met you.

“One thing I remember vividly when I met her was the fact that she was so beautiful.” Mike spoke as Roman immediately looked at him when he complimented your appearance. “Like I don’t know if it was the lighting or what, but that girl was glowing!” Logan added as the guys agreed.

“Yeah! She is gorgeous.” Roman blushed at the thought of your visuals, might as well just be a tomato from how red he was. That was something Roman always complimented you on, and you loved it because he was the only guy you wanted to hear call you pretty or anything else.

The guys now talking in depth about their first impressions of you, and how they thought you would be different. Roman did not miss out on speaking about his first impression.

He knew that if he kept on with his rant that they would have to cut him off eventually. Roman couldn’t help it though, when he hears your name it’s like his body goes into overdrive.

“Yeah, she’s cute.” Roman speaks before realizing what he said out loud. Everyone laughing at how out of it Roman seemed since you’ve been mentioned.

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