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I so damn love the Vision of a cute ,like girl ...tip toeing , and almost dance-like moving in the dark hallways of the Lord of darkness 😍💖🖤

And he seems to enjoy it a lot too 😁 His beautiful and innocent lil angel 💖 he has such a soft spot for her and this...no matter how evil and dark he is 😍

And suddenly a simple thing like a flying hem when she swirls in her new dress...is something so beautiful and important 💖💖

Love this headcanon a lot 💖🖤

Hello 👋, sorry if you see the same requests. My memory sucks (

undertaker and little ! reader

Fluffy

Summer dress

You are perfectly fine, sweetie 💖 And referring to our smol conversation, it'll be the Lord of Darkness 💖 OOOF! Ministry Taker with a little!reader... right in the feels! Exactly my vibe 🥺 THIS IS MY WORLD

Warning: DD/LG relationship

** Headcanon **

A little piece of heaven in his dark realm

White tulle and a ruffled hem

The summer dress was placed in the middle of the bed, presented as a wonderful gift

You smile while touching the soft fabric

Knowing that it was chosen with great thought

The Lord of Darkness knows how to treat his delicate flower best, so it is no wonder that you feel his caring while putting on the dress

It fits perfectly

A small giggle leaves your lips as you tiptoe out of the room

Searching for him

The excitement of what he will say about you wearing his present grows with each step

"My, my. Did an angel lose her way in my hallways?"

His raspy voice sounds behind you, and you swirl around

Making the hem flying

"It is so beautiful! Do I look beautiful?"

The second you notice how the corners of his mouth twitch upwards, you feel your heart beating faster

Just a simple smile of this intimidating man makes you melt and squeal

Slowly, moving like the epiphany he is, he walks closer and puts a finger under your chin

"The most beautiful, little one"

The Lord leans his head back and adores you through these green orbs in which you could die

His thumb brushes over your lower lip as you look up to him with big eyes

"My innocent, beautiful angel. Dancing through the hallways in her new dress... Pleasing her Lord with that sight..."

He moves to take your hand in his

Leading you into swirling around to make the hem fly once more

"My little piece of heaven..."

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Damn 🙈 the trigger warning was so right 😅 Baron being a saviour and an asshole atvthe same time..BUT... the most important thing is that he saved her...I damn love this. I can so feel the girl, the panicking, the desparation etc. So yea... THANK YOU BARON 😅

And thank you for writing this ,even though its not my request,just thank you @ava-valerie 💖💖💖

For the request thing:

Baron Corbin + Lone Wolf // angsty // fake boyfriend

Every time I get a request for Baron, I fall down squealing and kicking legs 💖 Yes, hun! YES! You shall always receive 💖

Trigger warning: Baron being nice and an asshole at the same time. (I don't know if this is a trigger, but... eh! Just y'all are prepared, because this some angsty shit), probably also add abusive ex boyfriend

** Headcanon **

Your throat tightens at an instant when you see him

The man who haunts your mind

Day and night... night and day...

Even though the room is crowded with people, it still feels like you are standing there alone

Remembering all the pain and you quickly realize

You can't face this monster alone

As chance would have it, Baron fucking Corbin walks past you right in this second, and you grab his forearm

Much to his irritation

"What?!!"

The tall, furious man barks in annoyance

Dark eyes judging you for touching him, as if you are toxic

"I need a boyfriend!"

The words fall out of your dry mouth way too quick and way too loud

It doesn't just confuse him, but also you

Baron shakes your hand off and makes a face, half mocking and half smug

"Okay. Now why should that be my problem?"

You swallow and reach for him again, afraid that you will totally break down if you lose touch

But he moves back, withdrawing the connection which could have been a safe haven

"This man, over there. He's... he's my ex and he did... things... and I can't... Baron I can't... alone..."

The anxiety is too big for you to form a normal sentence

Though... surprisingly... Baron understands

He holds up a hand and you go quiet, before watching how he strolls over to your abuser

"Hey, man. The girl over there..."

Just as the nightmare of your life wants to turn his head to look at you, Baron grabs him by the collar and smashes him against the wall

He's fuming

A roaring, livid, out of control wolf who has your ex trembling

"The girl over there is mine! I know what you did... Do you know what I can do?!! If you dare, even if you just think about being anywhere near her... I will end you..."

The speed with which the cowed man leaves the room is impressive, and Baron walks back to you

He's not giving you a second to thank him

"Listen, I am not a clown who plays roles for you. I am not your fucking savior, or something"

He throws you another, very annoyed look, and leaves you there

"But... you just were..."

You whisper

Shaking from the scene which took place seconds ago

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This...is...so...100% Take 😅

I really can imagine the adoring and admiring gazes when she patches up his bruised face..nawww 🤭💖

The full beserk lil girl...of course Take falls hard for her 🥰💖

Could you write a head canon of OC being protective of ABA taker when he gets hurt? My brain tells me that this mammoth sized man needs to be protected by someone half his size 🥲

Oiii! I love this idea 💖 Well done, nonnie! It turned out quite fluffy when the American Badass flashes goo-goo eyes at the reader 🥺 You shall receive!

Trigger warning: Mentions of blood (just to be safe)

** Headcanon **

The match had been going for quite a while

A brutal show of fists colliding with jaws

Taker, the American Badass, isn't known for giving up

And he won't back away from the fight now

Even though blood blurs his vision and he stumbles, almost not able to stay on his feet

It hurts your heart to see this stubborn man and how he keeps standing up... and up... and up again

Eventually you can't bear the sight anymore and rush to the ring

Ready to throw fists yourself

Taker sits in a corner as you slide on the canvas, armed with a steel chair and desperate to end this massacre

He watches in surprise and awe when you attack his opponent with the chair, the sound of it bashing on the other man's back is music to his ears

A small thing like you going full berserk tickles a raspy laugh out of his throat as he enjoys the view

This, exactly this, is the moment Taker falls for you

Hard

The referee quickly ends the attack and you somehow manage to get the injured giant backstage

He drops on a couch, sitting with his legs apart, and grins at you with a certain spark in the eyes

"That... was hot, sweetheart"

His comment makes you blush, and you decide to sit on his lap to patch up his bruised face

"And you are a stubborn idiot"

It takes a lot of concentration not to melt under his adoring gazes as he follows every movement of yours

Maybe

Probably

He wants to get in such a situation again, just to see you in full berserk mode

"I might be an idiot for you"

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Ooof... even though I noticed the trigger warning... damn... this trigger... but... its still damn good 😮🙈 Im confused, but that's why I love angsty and you're always so damn good with that 😍

I totally love the little details even in your headcanons. Like here, the sand for example 🖤

Your requests are open 🎈🎈🎈

Baron Coebin

Angsty

Night at the beach

Thank you 💋

Yes they are, hun 🤭 Just temporary, though! So keep 'em coming 💖 And YES, you shall receive. I'm a sucker for angst, so buckle up... we're going to some dark places with Baron 🤫

Trigger warning: Heavy on the anxiety/panic side, panic attacks, somewhat breaking up scenario?

** Headcanon **

The sand is still warm from the sunlight, even though it's dark outside

Neither the sound of soft waves, nor the shine of the moon can soothe your mind at this moment

Your throat hurts from all the crying and the uneven breathing

Everything hurts

In the distance, Baron strays through the dunes

Looking for you, but you sat down behind a rock so he can't easily find you

There are reasons why you ran away

And the closer he gets, the more you can feel the sour taste crawling up your gullet

"I don't want to. I don't want to. I don't want to"

You try to convince your body, and yet the panic takes over once more

Heart pounding

It's getting harder to breathe

The skin goes numb

"Why are you acting like this?!"

Baron groans as he finally spots you, and he walks around the rock

The vein on his neck is dangerously pumping

So much anger, so little control

He would never physically hurt you, but the emotional fights had been enough

You can't deal with him and his rage at this delicate state of a mental breakdown, and so you yell

"Go! Away!"

Baron freezes, it becomes silent

Waves of the ocean splashing

And you screaming and crying

"I can't! I can't! You are a natural disaster and I don't know how to stop you! Or how to protect myself!"

His eyes flicker all over your shaking appearance, before they turn blank and at the same time somewhat sad

"Then don't..."

He quietly breathes, turns around and walks back

Leaving you in the sand which now has become cold

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OMG so cute 💖 I have to admit, I never ever imagined Dolphie as Daddy but...damn it fits so well like you put it 😍😍

Your request are open!? Yay!

Could I request a Dolph Ziggler x little!reader? Fluff?

If I did anything wrong in the request im sorry

Oiii 💖 That was very quick and you did perfectly fine. I have a Wrestler, a Genre and a Topic. You shall receive 💖 (Excellent choice, btw... I instantly had a scenario in mind)

** Headcanon **

Dolph is the softest, most fun daddy you can imagine

Caretaker: He takes the best care of you

His piercing blue eyes scan the room, or more the chaos which you have created in his abscence

The lips curl up to form an amused smile

"Need a hand?"

It's an unspoken law that every time you are on the verge of desperation, he shows up

This time it is a stubborn piece of furniture, which you have decided to move

In the middle of the night

Because he wasn't there and you felt the need to do something

You sit on the floor, panting, and show him the cutest pout

"I might need two..."

Dolph exhales a husky laugh, not the slightest bit irritated by the chaos

He gently picks you up and drops you on the bed, putting your favorite stuffie in your arms

Rolling up the sleeves

Winking at you

"Daddy got this, just enjoy the show, babygirl"

You watch as he rearranges the furniture to your wishes

Every now and then he drops a joke, or playfully makes a face

His patience and understanding just feels so good

Like a cozy blanket which is always wrapped around your body

Dolph would do anything for you

(Probably because you look so damn cute in these pyjamas)

When he's done, he falls next to you on the bed and pulls you in his arms

Still careful that you don't let the stuffie go

"Better?"

He softly asks before kissing the top of your head and closing his eyes

"Perfect"

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I am back 💪🏻

From now on under a new name and only on Instagram. 🤘🏻

So if you want to follow me, here is my IG 👇🏻

WrestlingEditsHeaven

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RIP Scott Hall 😔

click & wait for high quality

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click & wait for high quality

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Really hoping for the best regarding Jeff, been a huge fan of his since my teens. And whatever he's dealing with at the moment goes so far beyond some trivial WWE/AEW bullshit that people are already starting with. A man's health comes first and foremost

#jeff hardy

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I love this series so damn much 😍😍 it makes me smile so hard and has this tension 😍😍🖤💖

The teeny damsel and the powerful demon from another time 😍💖🖤

My demon from another time (Part 2)

The Undertaker Fanfiction

(NSFW in later chapters)

Genre: Comedy/Romance

Style: Third person

Word count: 1,100+

Plot: What can go wrong if you buy an antique? Ava will soon find out and gets ‚blessed‘ with a grumpy demon, who doesn't understand the current time.

Warnings for this chapter: Slight sexual tension

Author's note: Ava Valerie Silver is my OC.

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Tags: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @wrestlersownmyheart @theworldofotps @amofbebbanburg @sophiewolfheart-blog

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Green eyes sceptically stared at the pop-tarts on the plate. If that was the food of 2021, the man considered going back into the urn and waiting for better times.

With meat and ale.

„That's… breakfast?“ He muttered and picked one up, turning it around between his fingers as he scanned the strange thing. It reminded him of bread with some sort of coating.

Ava shook the head and nipped on her coffee, slowly getting desperate with him again.

„Yes. It's all I have and it's good! Strawberry cheesecake. The best pop-tart!“ She briefly explained and took the tart out of his hand to nibble on it. „Mhh! See. It’s food“

He gave her an odd look before trying it himself. After carefully chewing and taking in the new flavor, a surprised expression appeared on his face.

„It is… acceptable“

„I told you so. You can trust me, mister… Hm! What’s your name?“ She curiously asked while taking the mug in both hands and inhaling the scent of the coffee. To see him sitting on the small, pink chair and eating a pop-tart was funny, but she tried her best to remain serious.

There were so many questions, and to begin with a name probably was the best one to ask first.

The man stood up and spreaded his muscular arms like a bird of prey. His whole demeanor changed as he showed off his impressive size, giving a show that must have been everything back in his time.

„I am the reaper of souls!“ He boomed and Ava’s eyes grew wide. She had troubles not to fall off the chair from his powerful voice and even jumped a little from the sudden change.

„I am… the Undertaker“

„… Okay. Cool. I mean, quite fitting“ She sweetly gasped and stood up. Standing on her tiptoes, she reached up and placed her hands on his shoulders to make him sit down again.

He blinked at her and let it happen with his arms slowly sinking. It was another new thing that a tiny thing like her could make him do something with just a soft touch.

„Maybe we need to, uh, give you another name. It’s not usual to be called… Undertaker. Let’s see“ She pondered and tipped a finger against her chin. Her gaze wandered all over his appearance as she thought of a good name.

It had to be simple and strong. Something he was able to remember, so he wouldn’t yell in everyone’s face that he is the reaper of souls.

„I once knew a powerful man named Archibald. Would that be good?“ He asked an arched a brow when the young woman began to giggle.

She held a fist in front of her mouth and made cute squeaky noises, as if she was a second away from bursting out into laughter. The sight was so dainty to him, he couldn’t help and smiled back.

„What? Not good?“

„No, that’s… fufufufu… Archibald isn’t a name that fits you, big guy!“ She snickered and then squealed, because he grabbed her by the waist to pull her down on his thigh.

His thumb brushed over her chin and then grazed the blushing cheek. This time, though, she seemed to be much more relaxed about his touches. His other hand rested on her hip and he gently petted it.

„Archibald was a sorcerer, you know? With long, thin fingers and rotten nails. He had a mark across the face, we called it the devil’s mark“ He reveled about the past with a small sigh.

Even though he preened himself on being emotionless, to remember the past kind of hurt in this moment. There was no going back, only going further in the history of time.

The sweet voice next to him brought him back from grieving.

„A mark, huh? That could be it. Mark. That’s a good name for you!“ Ava grinned and clapped the hands. Her legs wiggled with the movement and for a brief second he adored that her feet didn’t touch the ground while she was sitting on his thigh.

„Mark, hm? I think that’s… acceptable“

„Is that your favorite word? Acceptable?“ She playfully mocked him with a deep voice, which still was quite high.

„Actually it's petite paps“

„What does it mean?“

„These…“ He murmured wickedly and ran a palm over one of her small breasts.

She frantically hit the back of his hand and jumped away from him, almost falling down as she stood up straight. Wielding her arms until the balance was there, she tried to catch her breath and gave him a shocked glare.

Ava waved her index finger at him.

„That’s a big no-no! You can’t always grab what you want and say what you want. No! Bad fog ghost!“ She fussed and earned a dramatic roll of the eyes because of her words.

The grumpy man stood up and towered above her, wrinkling the nose in disapproval.

„I say what I want and I take what I want! I am the most powerful demon this world has ever seen. No teensy damsel tells what to do, or what I shouldn’t do!“ He roared, when suddenly a ringing got his attention.

It was her phone which buzzed on the kitchen counter, and he smashed his hand on it.

„Witchcraft!“ Was all he yelled, before throwing the small device across the room. It shattered against the wall and the pieces rained on the ground with a dramatic sizzling.

An awkward silence spread between them as both stared at the sad remains.

„Why… why did you do that?“

„It made noises and moved on its own! That’s witchcraft!“

„Says the man WHO CAME OUT OF AN URN!“

„I WAS CAPTURED IN THERE!“

Ava hid her face behind the hands and whined in pure desperation. There she was, blessed with a freaking giant who either groped, said sexist things, or destroyed stuff.

She rubbed her cheeks while moaning, and slowy stepped closer to the small heap of phone parts on the floor.

„I will take a shower. You… Please… you will just sit there and prepare for more weird stuff, you might call witchcraft“ She sighed and left the kitchen without another word.

Undertaker, newly named Mark, couldn’t understand why the young woman seemed to be so upset all of a sudden. All he knew, was that he didn’t like making her feel that way. Everything was still a mess in his mind, and her friendly happy attitude somehow soothed him.

A hand on his cold heart, he swore to himself to be more careful. He needed her, at least until his immortal power would come back.

He dropped on the pink chair… and it broke under his weight.

„Okay… from now on“ The man muttered, sitting on the ground and wondering if that would make her even more upset.

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Ahhhh you write for Jacob Goodnight!! 🥰 I love our handsome boy. Can you do some NSFW headcannons about Jacob with a small, cuddly s/o?

I just saw a slasher movie and decided... it's time to write this super old ask 🤭 Jacob needs more luv! 💖 I give him LUV! (And everything he wants)

** Headcanon **

NSFW below the cut (18+ readers only)

Tags: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @amofbebbanburg @sophiewolfheart-blog

Jacob has a new treasure captured

It's... you

You are so small and innocent, he couldn't resist hiding you from everyone else

His little secret

Just for him

The world outside is full of sinners, so he won't allow that you ever leave

So pretty and tiny

He makes sure that you are comfortable, though

By bringing you pillows, blankets

(Don't get me wrong, you are still captured in a cage)

Most of the time he just stares at you adoringly, not sure how he should approach you

The other night, you are sleeping, he can't resist anymore and opens the cage

He needs to feel you

Smell you

Have you

Jacob scoops you up in his huge arms and inhales the scent of your hair as you slowly wake up

His body tenses as the lust in him grows to a point where's no return

He never was allowed to give in to pleasure, and now he has this sweet, little angle in his arms

Who smells like salvation

He drops you on top of a dirty old couch and kneels between your legs

You can see the massive bulge in his pants throbbing and you gasp at that sight

(He's one big dude)

Without any hesitation, he slides a hand in his pants and pulls out his cock

Hungrily stroking it while staring at you

You feel a rush of heat in your body

This is evil. This is wicked. AND still arousing

When you struggle out of your pants, he exhales an excited groan

You both are touching yourselves while looking at each other

Eventually Jacob grabs your hands and holds them aside while lowering himself on top of you

He thrusts his cock inside your pussy, out of control and so very hard

The sex is quick, hot, and quite brutal

(It's the first time for him, so he doesn't have experience)

He orgasms twice and still pounds you

Cum runs down your thighs and you hold on his shoulders tight

When he finally gets out of breath, he cuddles you close in a tight grip

Pretty, little angel

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Thank god I was able to read Part 1 right after the prologue 💪🏻😍

I couldn't help but laughing and giggling all the time 🤭💖🤣

I looove the dynamic between Ava and Taker so so much... its funny but also theres a certain sexual tense already even if he thought she's a whore 🤣 but also she is so soo helpful 🥰

But my fave sentences by Ava are definitely:

„Deflowered? Old, stupid way to talk. I had sex! Plenty of good sex. What do you know about that? Coming out of an urn. Sheesh!“

And

„Don’t get my wrong, I don’t want you to feel bad about your… Well! It’s amazing and… meaty… WHAT AM I EVEN TALKING ABOUT?“

Ava the "teensy damsel with the funny hair" 🤭

My demon from another time (Part 1)

The Undertaker Fanfiction

(NSFW in later chapters)

Genre: Comedy/Romance

Style: Third person

Word count: 1,000+

Plot: What can go wrong if you buy an antique? Ava will soon find out and gets ‚blessed‘ with a grumpy demon, who doesn't understand the current time.

Warnings for this chapter: Mentions of drugs, male nudity, slight sexual tension

Author's note: Ava Valerie Silver is my OC.

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Tags: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @wrestlersownmyheart @theworldofotps @amofbebbanburg @sophiewolfheart-blog

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„There's a huge guy in my shower!“

Ava sat on the bed and whispered in the phone in panic. Soft steam crawled out under the bathroom door and slid over the ground. Just like the fog in which he had appeared.

After a long, awkward pause, the other woman who she had called answered sleepily.

„Good for you, babe“

„No! That's not good!“ Ava had to take a deep breath, so she wouldn't talk too loud. Who knows what the cowboy ghost could hear, and what he would do then?

It had been a fight to convince him to shower, but the rotten smell was just too much to bear. The glances he had given the whole bathroom had been so weird, as if he had never seen a tub before.

„I don’t know where he came from! He was suddenly there. Out of the fog! Out of the urn, Luna! He came out of the urn!“ Ava pressed out between gritted teeth.

Another silence wrapped around the situation, followed by a long sigh.

„Ava. I say this as your best friend, okay? Slow down on the weed. Seriously!“

„I am not high! I… wait a second, I think he’s done. I call you back!��� She quickly hung up and pinched the bridge of her nose. How would she ever be able to explain what had happened? Her own brain wasn’t even there yet.

Slow steps came closer to the bed and she looked up. A pink shade began forming over her cheeks as she saw the strange man standing there. Wet and naked.

Drops of water ran down his impressive body, and the long hair loosely hang over his broad shoulders. The shower was still running and he tilted the head while raising an eyebrow.

„Holy crap!“ Ava exhaled with a loud shriek, before grabbing a pillow and smashing it against his crotch. He gasped out a small ‚oof‘ and put a hand over the soft cushion, holding it in place much to her relief.

His lips formed an amused smirk full of smugness.

„I wonder. Such a cute, little thing and not deflowered yet?“ He mentioned and watched how she jumped on her feet.

Ava stomped in the bathroom to turn off the shower while babbling more to herself than to him.

„Deflowered? Old, stupid way to talk. I had sex! Plenty of good sex. What do you know about that? Coming out of an urn. Sheesh!“

Her eyes grew wide when he grabbed her shoulders from behind, turning her around and pressing the tinier body against the wall. His index finger brushed down her cheek and he hummed, before putting it under her chin and lifting her face up to him.

It was the first time she noticed how painfully attractive he was. With green eyes full of secrets, a red touch in the hair and beard, and a frame one could disappear in.

Not to mention the strong aura of confident dominance.

„Help me“ He all of a sudden murmured as his expression became kind of… sad? It was a surprising change, and he briefly closed the eyes before continuing.

„This time is confusing. Odd. Weird. And I haven’t gained my stength yet. Will you, teensy damsel with the funny hair, help me?“

Ava swallowed down the lump in her throat and stared at him.

„Y-Yeah.. sure.. Just, please, put clothes on“ She breathed out, feeling his cock against her upper abdomen. The difference in size was clearly visible as he stood so close, and she captured herself liking it.

Even the lack of understanding the modern behavior was somehow charming. He was clearly lost, not knowing how the world was these days. And that evoked her helpful side.

Ava reached up and carefully put the fingers on his cheek. It felt warm after the shower, a soothing fact for her rattled mind.

„I will help you, okay? Everything will be fine, we will figure it out. Yes?“ She sounded so cute to him, he had to crack a smile as she softly spoke. It had been too long since a sweet woman had comforted him.

The man nodded at her, before turning around and leaving the moment to get dressed in his pants.

She followed after cleaning up the bathroom, lost in a million thoughts. It would be hard to understand the year 2021, considering that there haven’t been cars or cell phones a thousand years ago.

Or sparkling water.

„You know…“ He lowly said while sitting down on the edge of the bed, brushing the huge hands over his thighs. Ava braced herself for a thrilling truth and she froze in every movement.

„… You are the first woman who told me to get dressed. Usually they like to see my-“

„Sh! SH! Don’t get my wrong, I don’t want you to feel bad about your… Well! It’s amazing and… meaty… WHAT AM I EVEN TALKING ABOUT?“ She whined and dropped face forward on the mattress next to him.

It dawned to him that everything was kind of too much for her, and he felt the slightest discomfort that this small meltdown was his fault. The need to give her some of the comfort he earlier had received from her grew, and so he put his palm on her back and gently rubbed it.

„Don’t be afraid, little one. I promise I will be dressed when you are around“ He cooed and earned a small huff from her.

„I will buy you some clothes in the morning. Something more fitting for this time. If I get a day off from work…“ She mumbled in the sheets and looked up when the sound of coins falling down next to her head got prominent.

„Now I understand!“ He cheered. „Here. I pay for your work. Can I take off my pants now?“

„Do you… do you think I’m a whore?!“

„You said you work?! And you are too pretty to be a simple farmer’s daughter!“

„This will be so damn exhausting!“ Ava cried, before burying her face back in the sheets.