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nicolewoo · 4 years

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All Along

Pairing: Joe Anoa’i X Reader, Roman Reigns X Reader

Warning: Talk of sex and an erection. Lots of cussing

I had been moved up to Smackdown a couple months ago. Becky was super excited to see me. We'd wrestled in Canada together years ago and had become great friends. Becky made it so easy to get to know everyone. She spent most of her time with Seth (I still wasn't used to calling him Colby), which meant that Joe (Roman) and I spent a lot of time together. We bonded almost immediately and were practically inseparable. When we weren't busy, you could always find us together. We were becoming the best of friends. We ate together, we hung out together, we were always hugging, touching and tickling each other. Most of the talent at WWE was physically affectionate, especially Joe who flirted with everyone, so I never thought anything of it.

When Smackdown ended up in Tampa for the Thanksgiving break, the four of us decided to host Thanksgiving at Joe's house for anyone who wasn't going home. That was about 25 people. Joe invited Colby, Becky and I to stay at his house. I offered to cook the meal, but since I was the only one who knew how to make Thanksgiving dinner, I was going to end up doing all the work. Joe decided that I deserve to relax and ordered dinner from a restaurant.

Everyone had a great time, laughing and joking. It warmed my heart to be able to host people who had nowhere to go for the holiday. Joe commented on it too. “We did good.” He said as he wrapped an arm around my waist and I nodded in agreement. Even though we ate at 4, guests stayed long into the night. Once the guests left, we began cleaning up the kitchen. I was putting the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, while the four of us talked.

Joe was on other side of kitchen, leaning over an butcher-block island nursing a scotch he'd poured a while ago. Colby and Becky sat on kitchen stools picking at he turkey leftovers before we put them away. Joe was telling the most embarrassing Colby stories he could think of, so Becky and I could hear.

“So we're sneaking into the arena late, because this dingbat had to order his double fluffy chai, soy, whatever coffee. We were trying not to get caught. All of a sudden, we turn the corner and Colby sees Vince. He freaks out and spills his fancy coffee drink all down my back.”

“Wait Wait Wait!” Colby stopped him. You can't blame that on me.” He turned to Becky and said, “There was a cat that darted out in front of me.”

“Yeah right! Nobody else saw a cat.” Roman said as he sipped his drink. “You were just scared of Vince.”

Colby protested, “I was not!”

“Either way,” Joe continued, “So now, I'm supposed to go in the ring to do this promo, but it flat out looks like I shit myself.”

At that, Becky broke into laughter and backhanded Colby in the stomach. “No!”

Colby joined in, “Dean just about fell over laughing. He's pointing at Joe's pants and saying it 'looks like you pooped yourself' over and over again.”

Joe chuckled, “Hey, that ended up working out in our favor. Vince got so concerned about finding me clean clothes, he never realized we were late.”

“You're kidding.” I chimed in.

“Nope.” Said Colby. “We got off lucky.” He emptied his glass of wine. “I'm going to go get another glass. Does anyone want anything?”

“I'll go with you,” Becky said.

That left just Joe and I in the kitchen. He looked at me for a minute still smiling from the story he'd just told. Then there was a dead moment in the conversation.

“I don't know how to start this dishwasher.” I said.

“I'll get it.” He came over and hit a few buttons and the woosh of the machine began. Joe turned around and leaned against the counter next to me. He put his arm around my waist and I leaned my head onto his shoulder.

“This was a fantastic idea. I think everyone had a great time.” He said softly to me.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“Thanks for helping me host it. I couldn't have done it without you.” As a thank you, he pressed a kiss onto the top of my head.

I picked my head back up and looked at him. “Oh, you could have done it yourself.” I assured him.

He smiled big, turned to me and placed his hand on my cheek. “It wouldn't have been the same without you.” He paused for a second and his voice quieted down to almost a whisper. “I'm really happy you came to Smackdown. I appreciate your friendship so much.” His smile faded, and was replaced with an expression I'd never seen from him. Tentatively, he grazed his thumb over my cheek and brushed my lips with it, his eyes watching it trail over my lip.

In that instance, I panicked. Was this what I thought it was? Dare I hope? Joe's friendship meant so much to me, but I couldn't deny the ever growing attraction I had for him. I was trying desperately to figure out what to do when his thumb stopped on my bottom lip and pressed downward so my lips parted. He ran his thumb over my lip again the pad of it now covering the whole lip and leaving a trail of heat behind it.

“Joe,” I started to say, but before I could talk, he leaned in and pressed the most gentle, loving kiss on my lips. It took my breath away. He pulled back and looked at me. When he took a deep breath, I knew the kiss had affected him as much as it did me. I leaned in and kissed him, longer this time. His arms circled around my waist as I ran my hands over his back.

We both pulled away for a second, searching each other's eyes, trying to gauge how the other felt. When Joe leaned in again, it wasn't a soft gentle kiss. It was hot, passionate and full of need. My body blazed at the feel of him against me. I parted my mouth, and he slid his tongue in. He tasted so good. He moaned as he deepened the kiss more, his right hand going into my hair, his body began pressing me up against the counter. I was overcome by desire, and I pressed harder against him trying to get closer.

We heard Becky's laugh and pulled apart from each other. Joe had a second to look into my eyes before Colby and Becky came in. When they did, he was beside me against the counter as if nothing had happened.

Everything in me was on fire, and I was sure they would notice the tension between Joe and me, but Becks was in the middle of a story when they came in. I looked over at Joe who was still a little breathless. I noticed his hand gently brush his pants to adjust to his semi-hard penis. I smirked at him and he smiled back.

“Guys, I'm beat.” Becky began. “Do you need any more help?” she asked.

Both of us tried to answer at the same time. “No.” he said at the same time I said “We've got this.”

“You two are hanging out together too much. You're starting to think alike,” Colby joked.

“I'm tired too.” Joe added. “I think I'll be right behind you.” He said as they bid us goodnight.

We listened as they walked away. I waited until I was sure they couldn't hear us. “Joe. What....” I started, but he turned to me and held me pressing his forehead to mine. His jaw tensed as he tried to fight his desire.

“I'm sorry. I....” He trailed off.

I placed my hand to his cheek as I pulled back a tiny bit to look into his eyes. I smiled at him warmly. “It's ok.”

“I can't hide my feelings any longer.” He kissed me again. “I'm crazy about you. I have been since the minute I saw you.” He whispered, his lips still on mine.

"Why didn't you tell me?”

“I didn't want to ruin our friendship.” He said lovingly. “What if you hadn't felt the same way?”

“But I do,” I looked up at him. “I have all along.”

That brought the biggest smile to his face, and that made me smile big too. He kissed me again, then wrapped me in a giant bear hug. Joe's hugs always made me feel so safe and so warm. “I'm so happy, baby girl.”

The pet name made me smile bigger. “Sooooooo what now?” I asked.

He was grinning ear to ear. “I don't know, but I really am tired. Maybe we should sleep on it.”

“I'm tired too.” I answered.

“Then why don't we go to bed.... separately, and figure out what the next step is tomorrow after Colby and Becky leave?” He smoothed a hand over my back.

I nodded. “That sounds great.”

Joe kissed me one more time as we paused in front of my bedroom door. “Night baby girl.”

“Goodnight.”

I went to bed with the hugest smile on my face. I couldn't believe all this time Joe liked me. I mean yeah, he flirted with me, but he flirted with everyone. My mind thought back to every hug, every time he held my hand, every time we'd snuggled together watching a movie...... all of the time we'd spent together trying not to let the other know how we felt. Wasted time. And now... now that I know... now that he knows.... He's just a few feet away from me. If I go to his room now, what would happen? What did I want to happen? What would he want to happen? My brain wouldn't stop churning, no matter how tired my body was.

I slipped out of bed and paced my room for a minute; considering my options. If I did sneak into his room, I'd probably find him asleep. I could just curl up into his arms. Colby and Becky wouldn't have to know I was in there. I could slip back into my room before they saw me.

My body yearned for him, and my heart yearned too. I wanted to feel him beside me. Would I be able to just snuggle with him now that I know how he feels? What would he think if he woke up? Question after question rolled through my head, and I didn't have answers. I knew only one thing. I wanted to be close to him. I needed to be close to him. I slipped out of my bedroom and went to his. I expected to find him sound asleep snoring, but instead, the second I opened the door, he shot up in bed. He'd been awake too.

“Come here.” He said and pulled the covers back. I snuggled into his arms.

“I couldn't sleep. I wanted to be near you so bad.”

He smoothed his hand down my back. “Me too. I wasn't sure if I should go to you or not. I'm glad you came here.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Let's go to sleep.” I could feel his body relax in a matter of seconds and soon after, I heard a slight snore. I snuggled closer and fell asleep on his shoulder.

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A knock on the door woke us. I opened my eyes adjusting to being in Joe's bed. He smiled at me. “Lay flat.” He whispered with a giggle on his lips. He threw the covers over me and bunched them up a bit to hide me. Then he stuck a pillow over my head, causing us both to giggle more.

“Yeah,” Joe called out to the person at the door.

“Hey,” It was Colby. “Have you see Y/N? She's not in her room.” he asked peaking his head in the door. “Becks and I wanted to let her use the bathroom before we showered.”

“Nah, man. Maybe she went for a walk or something.” Joe said smoothing his hand over his face. I did my best to lay perfectly still.

Colby obviously didn't think there was any chance I was with Joe, and he didn't look for me me in the darkened room, so he didn't notice the lump in Joe's bed.

“She can use my bathroom if she needs it.” Joe replied. “Go ahead and shower.”

“Thanks man.” Colby quickly exited.

Once he was gone, I flung the pillow off my face and into Joe's. “What do you think you're doing, baby girl?” He quirked an eyebrow as he laid next to me. We both broke out in laughter; trying to stay quiet. He leaned in for a sweet kiss, a chuckle still on his mouth. “Good morning. How did you sleep?”

I stretched my legs out, “Once I came in here, I slept well. How about you?”

“Exactly the same here.” He smiled and kissed me again. “We should try to sneak you back to your room before Colby and Becks get done with their showers.”

I snuggled closer to Joe's chest. “I don't want to leave this bed. EVER.”

I expected another chuckle, but instead he hooked a finger under my chin and raised my face to look at him. “I don't either. Trust me! but we should.” He kissed the tip of my nose.

He was right. I knew that, but I wasn't going to leave his bed without one last kiss. I looked into his big brown eyes and ran my fingers through his hair as I moved toward him for a kiss. He leaned in and placed a sweet, tender kiss on my lips that quickly turned into something much deeper, much warmer, much more passionate. I ignored the feeling of his growing appendage as it brushed my thigh.

“I gotta stop.” He pulled away breathing heavily. He paused to catch his breath. “Can we have lunch here today? Take some time to talk?” He asked. I agreed, and he got up. Throwing a shirt on, he asked, “What are you going to tell them?” He nodded toward Colby and Becky's room.

I had already thought it out. “If I can get back to my room, I'll get dressed quickly and say I just got back from running errands.”

“So we're going to start lying to our friends?” He quirked an eyebrow and I felt a pang of guilt. My friends knew I hated lying. I detested it.

“Joe,” I got up and wrapped my arms around him. “Just for a few hours until we can talk. After we talk, I've got no trouble telling Colby and Becks about this.”

“Good point.” He placed his forehead to mine. “Meet you here at noon?” I agreed.

He brushed some hair behind my shoulder. “Go get ready, baby girl, before they are out of the shower.” He peeked out the door and confirmed the hallway was empty. I quickly slipped out of his room into mine.

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After working out, coming back to his house and showering, Joe and I finally settled down to eat and talk. There were a few awkward moments as we tried to figure out what to say.

“I... uh... like I said last night, I'm crazy about you. I want to be together with you.” He looked unsure of how to continue.

“What do you mean “together with” me?” It was a fair question. “Are we talking about sex, a relationship or what?”

“No. Not sex.. well, yeah, I want to have sex with you....” He looked down at the floor but peeked up at me. “I mean in time...uh....” He rubbed his hand over the back of his neck “when we're ready, but I want to date you.” He finally said.

That brought a smile to my lips and he perked up a bit, looking less scared. “I want that too.” I agreed.

He reached his hand across the table and held mine. “Do..... do we tell other people?” he asked.

I thought for a second before deciding, “We don't lie.” He smiled again. “Let's just go on like we are, and if someone asks, we tell the truth.”

“Baby, I get asked if we're dating ALLLLL the time.” He smirked at me. “It doesn’t help that I can’t keep my hands off you.”

I thought I saw a hint of a blush cross his face. “Do you want to handle this another way?”

“No. I'm just sayin'. If we do it your way, the whole roster will know by the second match.” He chuckled. “I seriously get asked all the time.”

“Babe, would you say we're best friends?” I asked.

“You know it, sweetheart.” He looked questioningly at me. “Why?”

“Well, if someone asks, and you don't want to talk about our relationship, you can truthfully tell them that we are best friends.” I smiled warmly at him as I ran my thumb over his knuckles.

“Good idea.” He said smiling warmly at me. “We're going to have to tell Colby and Becks though. You know that? After the show tonight?” He asked and I agreed. He got up from his seat and came to my side. “Are you done eating?” He reached for my mostly empty plate.

“Yeah. I'm full.” I answered.

He took both of our plates to the kitchen counter and came back to grab my hand. “Feel like watching a movie?”

“That sounds great.” I answered, standing up and letting him lead me to the couch. We snuggled close as we always did, but this time it felt so much more meaningful. It wasn't unusual for us to kiss each other's hands, cheeks, temples, but this time, I got to kiss his lips... the lips I'd thought of kissing so many times before. Each kiss though started a fire in me that was hard to suppress. In time... when we're ready he'd said earlier, and he was right. We had to wait until we were both ready.... no matter how much my body ached for him.

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Becky stood with her arms crossed in front of her. She had a puzzled look on her face as she stared first at Joe and then at me. “What happened after we went to bed last night?”

“Nothing.” I answered with a straight face. “Why?”

“Well, for starters, you weren't in your room this morning. Now you told me you were running errands,” she began pacing a bit, tapping her finger on her bottom lip like she was a detective at Scotland Yard about to reveal the murderer in an old movie. “but I know that you would rather have a tooth pulled than to go shopping on Black Friday. Then we get here and you two are acting all weird.” She looked to Colby who shook his head in agreement.

“Weird? How are we acting weird?” Joe asked trying to hide a smirk.

“Normally you two can't keep your hands off each other. You're always hugging or snuggling....”

Colby chimed in. “But today... I don't think I've seen you two touch at all.” He looked back at Becky prodding her to agree.

She confirmed that we hadn’t touched. “Did you two have a fight or something?” Becky asked.

“No. We're good.” I couldn't hold my smile back as much as I wanted.

“OH HOHOHOHO!” Becky proclaimed when she saw my smile. She turned to Colby. “I know what's going on here. They finally fucked.”

Colby's eyes got wide in realization as mine got wide in embarrassment. “FINALLY!” He said.

“No!” Roman nearly yelled. “It's not like that.” He said standing to come to me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me sweetly. “No. I just couldn't hide my feelings for her any longer.” He looked deep in my eyes. After a second, Colby's proclamation registered in his head, and he turned to his friend. “What do you mean by 'Finally'?”

“The whole company's been waiting for you two to get your heads out of your asses and admit you like each other.” Colby said nonchalantly as he started digging through his bag for something. “Wait!” He turned his gaze to me. “Were you in Ro's room this morning?” I didn't have to answer, because of the shit eating grin on both Joe and my faces. “Where were you?” He asked me.

“Next to me in bed. I covered her up with pillows.” Joe admitted.

“So, you lied to us?” Colby looked upset and Becky looked flat out mad.

“We weren't ready to tell you guys, because we hadn't had time to talk about it.” Roman tried to calm them.

“You didn't have time?” Becks asked. “How about the hours you guys spent in bed together?”

“Becks... listen... nothing happened. We both fell asleep about 5 minutes after I climbed into his bed. We decided at lunch today that we wanted to be together and that we weren't going to hide anything.”

“And we decided to tell you guys tonight after the show.” Joe added. I nodded in agreement.

“Ok. Ok. Let's back this story up. What exactly happened last night?” Colby said, and Joe told him the story.

“Man, when you went to get more wine at the end of the night, I was thanking Y/N for her help, and telling her how much I appreciate her friendship.” He ran his hand over the back of his neck. “And I just couldn't stop myself. I kissed her.”

“Then you guys came back and said you were going to bed.” I continued the story. “We decided to go back to our own beds, but I couldn't sleep knowing Joe was so close, so I threw caution to the wind and went to snuggle with him, and we fell asleep.”

“So this morning when I came knocking?” Colby asked.

“Dude, we didn't even know what we were doing. We had kissed a few times and snuggled. That's it.”

Becky's stern face stared at me for a minute before she walked up to me. I half wondered if she was going to hit me, but instead, she wrapped her arm around my neck and pulled me into a giant hug. “I'm so happy for you.” She reached her hand out to grab Joe's hand. Colby came over to congratulate Joe, and we all ended up hugging.

Check out part 2 here!

#Roman Reigns Joe Anaoi

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nicolewoo · 3 years

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Pairing: Joe Anaoi (Roman Reigns) x reader

I stood behind the camera man and watched the segment as they shot it. The USO’s and Paul trying to placate their tribal chief….. and all I could focus on was Joe…. Sitting on that chair, legs spread wide open, stroking his beard with those long, thin fingers. Each time he stroked, heat pooled in my stomach. A primal need for him was growing inside of me. The segment now finished, tortuous minutes passed while everyone left. I was so concentrated on him, I hadn’t even moved as I bid everyone a goodnight. I’d stared right at him, my eyes glued to him. Joe had noticed. His eyes shooting to me between each of his goodbyes as he smirked at me. When the twins left, Joe followed them and locked the door before returning to sit in his chair again. Spreading his legs wide, he leaned back into his Tribal Chief position and resumed stroking his beard while staring back at me. We were silent a moment before he crooked a finger at me to call me over.

As I walked to him, Joe closed his legs, grabbed my hips and guided me to straddle his lap. Settling onto him, I was struck by the feel of his hard cock against my sex The sensation caused me to inhale sharply.

“What’s on your mind baby girl?” He knew. Of course he knew.

“You are so sexy when you’re in character.” I tried to sound calm as if veins of fire weren’t pulsing from where our laps touched to every part of my body.

Pulling me tight against him, he rolled his hips into me while kissing my neck. “Oh yeah?” I nodded yes. “But don’t you know that the tribal chief wouldn’t make love to you?” I bristled at what I thought was an insult, but he quickly continued. “He’d want to fuck you. Hard. And fast. And rough.” His hands slid to my ass, clawing at my cheeks while he ground into me again. “Is that what you want? You want your tribal chief to fuck you wild? To bend you over this couch and pound that beautiful pussy until I’m covered in your cum?”

“Yes!” I said louder than I meant to.

He released his grip on me and spread his arms in a welcoming gesture. “Then acknowledge me.”

I smiled wide and quirked an eyebrow at him. I climbed off his lap, pulled his legs apart and winked at him as I reached to free his long, hard, pulsing shaft free of its confines.

I dropped to my knees quickly and smiled at his surprised expression before licking a drip of his arousal from the tip of his massive cock.

#roman reigns #joe anaoi

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nicolewoo · 2 years

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Roman has COVID? Fuck 2022!!!! And get well soon to he and his family.

#roman reigns #joe anaoi #wwe

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nicolewoo · 3 years

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The Weekend Part 2

Pairing: Joe Anaoi X Reader (Roman Reigns X Reader), Fergal Devitt X Reader (Finn Balor X Reader), Drew Galloway X Reader (Drew McIntyre X Reader)

Warning: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

Fergal fell asleep the second his head hit the pillow. He hadn't been sleeping well, so I was happy to see it. I, on the other hand, couldn't get my mind to stop spinning. This afternoon had been so amazing right up until the jealousy. We'd have to figure that out before any permanent decisions were made.

After a while, I realized that I wasn't going to be able to sleep. The best thing I could do is get up, drink some water and play a little candy crush until I could relax. As I sat on the couch in nothing but a t-shirt, I thought back to today. I wanted all 3 of my men to feel appreciated, and in truth, Joe had one on one time with me this afternoon. If that was what caused the jealousy, I simply need to let Drew know I cared for him too.

Silently, I slipped into Drew's room and out of my t-shirt. He started stirring as I held back the blankets to slip into bed. His deep gravelly voice asked, “Princess?” I crawled into his arms, smiling as I felt his kiss on my forehead. Leaning up, I brushed my lips with his. I felt him smile as he pulled me closer to him. Knowing that his chest hair would tickle my face all night, I rolled over and pressed my back to his front. I felt his heavy, muscled arm drape over me and pulled me close to him. He let out a contented sigh and fell back to sleep. I followed soon after.

The bed shifted as Drew climbed out of it. Bright rays of sunshine streamed through the curtain. “Princess,” Drew whispered. “Go back to sleep, love.” I tried, but it wasn't happening. As I went to stretch, I realized that nearly every muscle in my body was sore. Really sore! I squeaked out a little yelp just as Drew came back to the room from the bathroom.

“Are you ok?” He was by my side before I even finished the yelp; his hands running to my cheeks.

I covered his hands with mine and assured him I was. “I'm really sore this morning.” I grinned up at him.

He simply smirked down at me. “I don' doubt it, princess.”

“Listen, I know this is funny, and I'll be happy to laugh about it after it stops hurting.” I fake whimpered which elicited a warm smile from him. “Could you get the Tylenol out of my purse?” I asked.

“Yes, ma'am.” He left, and I could hear him in the kitchen. “Guys, we might have to change our plans for today. Our princess is sore.”

The sound of Joe's chuckle filled the air, and I heard Drew explain that it would be best if they could not tease me about it yet. Fergal ducked his head in the door and came to my side. He pulled the blankets back and started running his hands over my legs massaging the sore muscles. “You ok, luv?” he asked. I assured him I would be, but taking a hike today was not a good idea.

Drew returned with my purse, “I'm not gettin' in your purse. Who knows what kinda stuff you've got in there?” He passed me the bag, and I grabbed the Tylenol.

“What the heck do you think I keep in my purse?” I teased as he handed me some water.

“I don' wanna know.” He smiled before looking at Ferg, “Why don' we make some breakfast in bed for our gal?”

Fergal agreed. “Stay here,” he said brushing a sweet kiss to my forehead. The idea of my men taking care of me was tempting, but I had to get up to stretch out, so I pulled my sore muscles out of bed and went to the bathroom. When I joined the guys in the kitchen, they all looked disappointed.

“We were gonna serve ya breakfast in bed, princess.” Drew said as he pulled me in for a hug.

“I have to stretch these muscles out anyway.” I said as I took a seat at the table.

Joe came behind me and placed a plate of food in front of me. “Maybe we can give you a massage later to help.” He offered after placing a kiss on top of my head.

The three of them massaging me? Oh, I could go for that! “That sounds fantastic.” I admitted.

As Fergal sat next to me and gave me a quick kiss, “I t'ink we can handle t'at. Did you have trouble sleeping?” He arched an eyebrow at me.

I couldn't answer with my mouth full so I nodded. When my mouth was empty, I whispered to him, “I hope that's ok?” I referred to leaving him and joining Drew for sleep.

“Of course, luv.” He squeezed my hand. He continued, “So, you’re not up for a hike today?” he asked.

I answered a bit too quickly, “No!” which elicited a smile from all three men. “But I know you Ferg. You're going to get cabin fever if you stay here all day.”

“Cabin fever?” he asked.

“Restless.” I answered.

“Bored, and she's right Ferg. You can barely sit still on a regular basis. Why don't you and Drew go hiking? I won't mind staying here with Y/N.” Joe said.

I could tell the offer was made with the best intentions, but a spark of anger crossed Drew's eyes. I tapped Fergal's leg with my hand and nodded for him to see Drew's jealousy. He placed his hand on mine and ran his fingers over my knuckles. He nodded at me to let me know he'd seen.

“Boys,” I glared at all three of them. “We need to talk. Grab your breakfasts and sit down.” I commanded. A look of apprehension passed Joe's face, and Drew grimaced. Once they were seated, I started. “If this is going to be a permanent situation, we've gotta get some things straight. I've noticed a lot of jealousy already.” I looked from Drew to Joe, and both hung their heads in guilt. “Fergal and I have talked, and we are interested in continuing this, but we've got to get a handle on this jealousy right now.” Ferg nodded in agreement. “Each of you has traits that I adore. Joe,” I looked at him and placed my hand on his forearm, “You're my sweet teddy bear. Drew,” I said placing my hand on his forearm in the same way, “You're my giant Scottish King. You two HAVE to understand that you are both important to me. If you two are jealous of each other, this won't work. Drew, do you want to continue this? With all three of us?” I looked at him.

“Aye, Princess. I'm sorry.” He grabbed my hand off his arm and kissed my knuckles.

“Joe, Do you want to continue this with all three of us?”

“Yes, baby girl.” He rubbed my knuckle with his thumb.

“I'm going to need you guys to communicate your needs with me too. If something isn't right, I want you to tell me. If you need more one on one time with me, communicate that to me. We can work through it. Do you both agree?” They both did, and I looked to Fergal. “Babe?”

“You know I'm good with this.” He smiled at me. We had talked about it before going to bed last night.

“Good. Now....” I started thinking of how to handle today. “Why don't you all go find a gym and get a good workout after breakfast? I can stay here and stretch out my muscles. Hopefully, I can get back to feeling somewhat normal again.”

“The offer of a massage still stands.” Drew said softly.

“How about we do that after your workout?” I asked.

“You got it, baby girl.” Joe replied for both of them.

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“Massage time!” Drew announced as he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. “Let’s get these clothes off Princess.”

There were hands everywhere quickly removing my clothes as well as their own. “You need to take your clothes off to give me a massage?” I asked.

Joe huffed out a laugh. “Don’t pretend you don’t know exactly what’s going to happen after this massage.” He picked me up and unceremoniously flipped me onto my stomach. The men had obviously discussed a plan of attack before they got back to the cabin, because they each took their place right away.

Joe was in charge of my right side, Drew on my left and Ferg stood knelt next to my head massaging my neck and shoulders. We may have known how the massage was going to end, but my guys still took the time to massage every part of me, adding kisses from time to time. I watched as they worked, eyeing the taut muscles rippling under skin, the carnal smirks as they massaged my breasts, the lust in their eyes when I moaned in relief and of course their rock hard dicks. Yeah, this was going to be fun.

Joe was massaging my legs when his hand slowly crept up my thighs.

“You feeling better yet, Princess?” Drew cooed out softly.

I was going to say yes, but Joe slid his finger over my sex and I gasped when he flicked my clit. “Oh yeah. She’s ready” he said. “Aren’t you, Princess?”

I looked up at Drew and nodded yes. He leaned in, kissing me gently as Joe began kissing my thighs, moving up so slowly. As I moaned into Drew’s mouth, Joe nibbled playfully at my hood, quickly followed by flicking his tongue over my clit. My moan turned into a needy mewl, and Drew broke the kiss, looking down at me.

“Is Joe making you feel good?” He teased as he stood and towered over me. I whined and tried to wriggle, but Joe wrapped his arms around my legs holding me still. “Ohhhh. He is. Isn’t he?” He brushed the back of his fingers over my cheek. “Open that mouth little girl.” Drew grabbed his huge cock in his hand and pressed it against my lips. I opened wide and stuck my tongue out obediently.

“Ah, Dat’s ma good girl.” Ferg brushed his hand over my hair before he pulled my hand to his dick.

I grasped and sucked at the same time, eliciting a moan from both men. “You take my cock so good.” Drew said as he thrust into my mouth again. I quickly found a rhythm to stroke Fergal while Drew filled my mouth and part of my throat over and over. Fergal began playing with my nipples.

Even after last night, the feelings of all three of these men pleasing me was overbearing. My core clenched in desire as hands and mouths explored my sex, my body, my skin. I whined out in the painful need; a tear rolling down my temple into my hair.

“You ok princess?” Drew asked as he pulled out of my mouth suddenly. The other two men realized something was wrong and stopped too, which only made my need worse.

Fergal wiped the tear that escaped my eye with a gentle brush of the back of his fingers. “Love?”

I nodded before I could answer. “Yes. Just….”

“Just what love?” Finn asked. Would I disappoint them if I asked for a little less stimulation? Ferg leaned down close to me and looked me in the eyes. “Tell us.” His tone was gentle and caring, and I saw only concern from all three of them.

“I’m just a little over-stimulated. I know I handled this and more last night, but it’s just too much right now. Just a little too much.”

“That’s understandable, baby girl.” Joe cooed to me. “How about you tell us what you want?” He asked.

I should have known the guys would understand. They were all so sweet. I smirked at Joe, “Well, for starters,” I put my hand on Joe’s shoulder and started pushing down. “Keep doing what you were doing.”

All three of the guys laughed as Joe resumed his place between my legs. One long lick across my sex elicited a long moan from me. Ferg moved to the head of the bed, picking up my head and placing it in his lap. He began to stroke my hair lovingly.

“There we go, lass. Is that better?” Drew asked.

I looked to him and took his hand. “You are all such,” Mid-sentence, Joe had dipped two fingers in my sex as he sucked my clit. My back arched, the tension in my core becoming unbearable. I needed to cum. When he curled his fingers to brush my g-spot, I exploded with a near-feral groan.

“T’ere ya go, luv.” Ferg cooed down to me. He waited a minute before asking, “Better now?”

Him stroking my hair felt so good, so soothing. The sensation so different than the wild storm of lust that was rising up in me again. Joe peppered kisses up my body until he came face to face with me. He looked entirely too proud of himself as he leaned in to kiss me deeply. He didn’t speak, but instead let out an almost imperceptible growl in my ear, which made me smile. He wanted to take me now. I knew it. I wanted that too, but there were 2 other men to please, and we both knew it.

“Lay down here.” I tapped the bed beside me and Joe laid down. I curled onto his chest lovingly as Drew laid down behind me, his hands caressing my body softly, his lips softly pressing into my neck. It was a sweet moment as all three of my men held me, but it was over too fast. Drew’s hand slid down to my ass, caressing and grabbing at it as he lined his cock up to my slit.

In one long stroke, Drew buried his massive cock inside me. The pleasure caused me to jerk, and I ended up looking at Joe. “Is this ok, princess?” Drew’s words were nice, but there was a desperate need tempering his voice.

“Yes!” I was quick to answer, and my enthusiasm made the guys chuckle.

As Drew slid out and back in me, Joe hooked his fingers under my chin, lifted my face to his and kissed me. I gasped into Joe’s mouth as a third stroke caused my back to arch. I couldn’t lay still…. Not with how good Drew was making me feel. I couldn’t just stay and enjoy Joe’s kiss. I leaned up on my elbow as Drew found a good rhythm.

“You ok, luv?” Fergal asked. He was being so patient. I smiled up at him for a second before Drew’s next thrust. Each time he entered me, it was faster and harder until he was pounding that massive cock inside me so hard that I couldn’t think straight.

“Y…. Yes.” I answered as soon as I could.

Joe rolled onto his side, resting his hand on my hip as he cooed out praises to me. “You’re doing so good for us, baby girl. So good.”

Drew fucked me for an eternity. At least it seemed like an eternity. I began to worry about my other men, but they continued to sooth me and praise me. I came 3 more times as he continued, hard and fast. When he finally found his release, he came all over my hip and ass. Ferg got wet washcloth and cleaned me up as Drew laid recovering behind me. Once done, Drew turned me over and pulled me onto his chest, kissing my forehead as he thanked me.

“I should be the one thanking….” My sentence was interrupted by Joe’s fingers sliding into my wet cunt. My surprised moan elicited a chuckle from the men.

Joe wasted no time, filling me with his length before I could even think about it. He may have been the sweetest of the three but that gentility disappeared the second he was inside me. His fingers grabbed greedily at my hips, pulling me back onto his cock over and over. I was pretty sure I’d have bruises on my hips, but right then, I didn’t care.

He fucked me so hard, I thought my cervix might be bruised. It was sweet pain. I came again and again, losing myself in the tide of my orgasms overtaking me. A scream jarred me out of my bliss. It took a minute for me to realize I was the one screaming; screaming in a combination of pleasure and pain. Joe spanked me hard, the burning in my ass fading into tingling and heightening my ecstasy. Hearing my moan, Joe spanked me again. As before, I couldn’t stay laying on Drew’s chest as Joe’s thrusts pushed me into me jarringly.

Joe locked his lips over my neck, sucking a spot until I was sure it would bruise. A brief thought of how much makeup I’d need to use on the bruise was quickly pushed out of my head as Joe thrust again.

Fergal reached for my hair, bundling it up into a ponytail as Joe continued. Ferg handed the ponytail to Joe, who needed no instruction. He grabbed the hair willingly and began to pull my head up hard; using my hair as leverage to fuck me harder. The combination of his hand grabbing at my skin, him pulling my hair and the delicious friction between my legs was overwhelming and yet, perfect. The pleasure built until it was a combination of pleasure and pain. Just as I was certain I couldn’t stand another minute of it, he growled out as he came, pulling out of me and leaving his seed spread across my other hip and ass.

Ferg was quick to wash me up again, and the bed rustled as the men adjusted, but I couldn’t find the strength to open my eyes and see what they were doing.

“Love?” Ferg was in front of me. I opened my eyes to find that Ferg was laying next to me. Drew was gone and Joe laid on his back recovering. “Are ya ready for me?” I could hear the edge of desire in his voice. He was desperate; needy.

I dreaded the mere idea of another round, but as Ferg’s blue eyes looked into mine, I knew he’d be gentle with me. His hand came up to my cheek, his thumb caressing the curve of my face. Seeing nothing but gentleness from him, I nodded yes. “I’m a little overstimulated.” I warned.

“I know love,” He pulled my face to his and kissed me softly, carefully. “I know. I’m going to be careful.” Turning us until he was above me, Ferg pushed his knee between mine and took his place between my legs. Brushing his dick over my sex, Ferg smiled when he found I was still very wet.

Slowly, gently, he entered me. I may have been over-stimulated, but the second I felt my lover inside me, the fire in me re-kindled. Yes. I could go one more round. One more for my men.

I surrendered to Ferg, and he did not disappoint. We made love, soft and slow. Joe slipped out once he was recovered, and I heard a shower turn on, but as Ferg reached down and started circling my clit with his finger I forgot about everything that wasn’t in this bed. I exploded moments later, my core clenching hard around him. “Fuuuuck.” He moaned out, and I knew he’d lost control too, cumming with a wild roar as he emptied himself inside me.

He laid beside me, gasping for breath as he recovered. I was completely spent, unable to move at all. Ferg curled around me, gently caressing my skin with his fingers as he kissed me softly. When Drew returned a few minutes later, wet and gloriously naked, he quickly scooped me up from Ferg’s hold, kissing my forehead as he carried me to the bathroom. “You ok, princess?” he asked as he set me down on the side of the tub that was now filled with warm water.

I moaned my agreement, barely able to keep my body upright. “Can you handle this part alone?” he meant pee. When I nodded yes, he ducked out of the bathroom, letting me handle the necessary task. “Ok babe. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He picked me up and helped me climb into the warm bath. Sitting on the floor beside me, Drew carefully washed me before putting me back to bed with a couple of Aleve and water. Obviously the guys had discussed this, because Joe now came to lay beside me, pulling me onto his clean and slightly still damp chest. My heavy eyes closed now, and I drifted off to sleep completely sated.

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nicolewoo · 3 years

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Please Daddy Drabble: Little

Pairing: Joe Anaoi X Reader (Roman Reigns X Reader)

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT Squirting

I practically stumbled through his front door and collapsed into my daddy’s arms. Looking down at me, he realized something was wrong. “What’s the matter baby girl?”

I dropped my purse on the entry table and promptly started removing my shoes. “I’ve had the day from hell.”

He cocked an eyebrow curiously and cautiously asked, “Do you want to talk about it?”

I huffed out a terse “No.”

His face turned. Where a second ago there was nothing but worry for me, now stood his strong dominating look. Fuck! I realized that my “no” was said much too harshly. Quickly I peered up at him. “I’m sorry daddy. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.” He hesitated as if trying to figure out what to do. “I just..... I’m so drained, so stressed....I don’t even want to talk about my day if I don’t have to. I’m done adulting.” I rested my head on his chest.

He kissed the top of my head. “Then you don’t have to.” Swooping me up in his arms, Daddy took me to the couch and laid me down, pulling the cover from the back of the couch over me. He perched next to me. “Baby girl, do you want to be little tonight?”

I was shocked. Yes, he called me baby girl, and he is my daddy, but we’d never discussed being little. “I’ve never tried that.” I admitted before suddenly feeling the need to say “I’m not wearing a diaper or sucking on an binky.”

“You will if I want you to!” He was mad again.

I huffed out. “I’m sorry. I should have worded that better. I just keep sticking my foot in my mouth.” I closed my eyes trying to stop my urge to cry.

He sighed a second later. I opened my eyes to see him smiling down at me. “Relax baby girl. Let’s just forget about that. I told you that I love taking care of people. I want to take care of you now. Let me make your day better.” His tone was sweet but held a hint of a command in it. “If you feel the desire to try being little, I won’t mind, BUT I’d prefer not to have a diaper and binky either.” He winked at me.

“Why don’t I have some Red Dragon Restaurant deliver and we just relax. We can watch TV or I could read to you. I’ll bathe you before bed. Why don’t I go grab you some comfortable clothes and a glass of wine?” It sounded like exactly what I needed tonight, so I agreed.

Joe delivered everything he promised from the glass of wine to the tasty dinner and a movie. “It’s bedtime,” Joe announced as he scooped me up bridal style and started carrying me up the stairs.

“But daddy, it’s early. It’s only 9 pm.” I played brat for a second.

He smirked again, “I didn’t say we were going to sleep.” He placed me gently on the bed and went to run a bath. Coming back with my robe, he undressed me, wrapped me in the silky material and took my hand to lead me to the bath. I disrobed and tested the water with my toe. I yipped, pulling my toe out of the water. “It’s too hot daddy.” To my shock, I’d said that like a little girl.

He rushed to my side, wrapping me in his arms as he cooed “No! I’m sorry baby. I was going to check that after I found some music.” He looked down my leg. “Is your toe ok?” He looked so happy, so content to pamper me, and I decided to let him. He cooled the bath and added so much soap, I was sure we’d have bubbles in the whole room!

He stood and came to me. “Ok, baby girl. It’s ready now.” He grabbed my hand and lowered it into the water so I could test it. When I nodded that it was good, he climbed into the tub and pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me. We were quiet as he bathed me with a big yellow sponge. My stress washing away into the water around me and into Joe.

Once my hair was done, and he washed my back, he picked me up and turned me around, draping my legs over his. How could this giant muscular man be so gentle? There were times I wasn’t sure he even touched my skin with the sponge.

As he washed a part of my body, he kissed after it. Starting with my fingers, cleaning and kissing all 10 individually. Next, my hands and my palms. Then my wrist and so on until he reached my neck. Instead of peppering gentle kisses, he attacked my neck while grabbing and squeezing my nipple.

The ambiance of the room shifted as he began attacking me with desperate kisses. Desperate for me. A second after he wrapped his arms around me, he pulled me violently against him. My legs wrapping around his waist, his hard cock pressing against the front of me.

I moaned with need and began shifting my hips trying to get my core closer to him. Trying to sate the desire that pounced on me when Joe did. He leaned me backward, sucking a nipple as his hand plunged under the water finding my wet slit. “Sit still.” He huffed out.

I tried but did accidently buck against him a couple of times. He chose to ignore my failures and cooed out compliments when I held still. “Do you want daddy’s cock to split that tight little pussy open? Do you want daddy’s cock to make you cum?”

“Yes! Yes daddy!” I begged, losing my control for a minute and bucking against him.

He simply moaned in answer as his fingers started swirling around my clit. “Don’t worry baby. Daddy will take good care of you.” I don’t know what was driving me crazier, his finger on my clit or his low sexy voice. “Come on.” He stood, laying a towel on the floor before helping me stand and wrapping a towel around me.

Seconds….. dreadfully long seconds passed as he dried me as fast as possible before picking me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and walking over to the bed. Laying me down, he eyed my body greedily. The way he looked at me shocked me. So needy. So desperate. So hungry.

As if deciding a course of action, Joe lowered his head to suckle at my nipple before plunging one finger into me. I cried out in desire, bucking my hips up trying to find relief. He obliged by sliding a second finger inside me. “There you go. That what you want?”

“I….. want…. Your….. cock….” I begged between pants.

“Oh, you’re gonna get my cock. Don’t even worry about that.” He trailed kisses down my body, over my legs, the inside of my thighs. Each kiss, each lick, each suck pushing me farther toward the abyss. He teased my thighs for a few seconds before attacking my pussy like it was a steak and he was starving man.

I came in minutes, hearing a content moan from him as he slowed his fingers inside me. “Good girl.” He came face to face with me. “You did so good for daddy.” Sliding his legs between mine, he quickly lined his cock up with my pussy and plunged into me hard.

I cried out and he growled at the feel of my pussy clenching around him. Immediately, he started fucking me hard and fast. Now that I was so sensitive after the orgasm, I just kept cumming; over and over to the point that one faded into another. He didn’t stop. He didn’t slow.

Suddenly, I was overcome with an urge to pee. “Daddy” I whimpered “Daddy… I have…. To…..”

“To what baby?” he cooed down to me finally slowing a bit.

“I have to pee” I begged.

He just looked down at me and confidently said, “No you don’t baby.”

I shook my head, “Yes. Yes I do.”

He sped up a bit, getting me right to the edge of cumming and holding me there. “No baby girl. I promise. Your body knows what it’s doing. Just relax.”

“My body has to pee.” I insisted.

“What’s rule one?” He asked.

“Trust you.” I squeaked.

He nodded, “Yes. Trust me.” I looked at him. He was completely sure I wouldn’t pee. “If you pee, I promise not to get mad.” He assured me. “Just relax and let your body do what it wants to do.” At that he started pounding into me relentlessly again.

He wouldn’t get mad? I had trouble believing that, but I tried, and as he brought me close to another orgasm, I relaxed. A new sensation began in me. Warm, tingly, like an orgasm but MORE. Much more. Slower. Completely overwhelming. My head spun. my muscles shook. I had no control of my body. Not only was there liquid running down my ass crack, I started feeling tiny splatters flung around when he pushed in.

Dammit! I’d peed. I told him I would, and I did. I wanted to be mad at him or be embarrassed or any emotion other than the completely overwhelming satisfaction from what was indeed the best orgasm I’d ever had.

Then I realized through the haze that Joe didn’t stop. He kept fucking with a big proud smile on his face tinted with his own bliss. “It’s ok baby girl” he said looking down at me. “You didn’t pee. It’s ok.”

Confusion pulled at the edges of my awareness. As long as he wasn’t mad, I wasn’t going to worry about it. I sunk back into the pillowy feeling of…. of what….. of…… ecstasy.

Joe exploded inside me, adding his cum to the mess dripping out of me. He pressed his forehead to mine, interrupting his panting with soft sweet kisses until he could breathe normal again.

He rolled off me, pulling me onto his shoulder and caressing my skin with his long thin fingers. We laid peacefully for a few minutes, waves of the incredible orgasm wracking my body from time to time. Once his breathing returned to normal, he hooked his finger under my chin and brought my face to his. “You didn’t pee baby. You squirted.” He said matter of factly.

“What?” I sighed as another wave of tingling ran through my body emanating from my core.

He kissed me before saying, “I thought you did the other night, just a little. I wanted to see if you could do it again.”

I was shocked. “But isn’t squirting the same thing?”

To his credit, he didn’t seem phased by the question. “No. It’s not the same.” He grabbed his phone, typing into it for a minute before presenting me with an anatomy picture. He pointed out the skene's gland and how it works as well as how it exits via the urethra.

“Really?” How had I…. a woman…. Not known about this? Why hadn’t I ever looked it up?

“Yup.” He smirked proud that he’d been able to make me squirt as well as teach me about it. “Perfectly natural.” He explained. “and you’re going to do it a lot more.” Now he looked turned on.

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yoncescleavage · 3 years

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRIBAL CHIEF!! You fucking fine ass stallion!!

#roman reigns #universal champion #wwe smackdown #joe anaoi #wweuniverse

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nicolewoo · 3 years

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Please Daddy Part 5

Pairing: Joe Anaoi X Reader (Roman Reigns X Reader)

Warning: Smut including fingering of a girl.

We were on our way to the club when I got a phone call from Ann. “This can’t be good.” I say as I press call button. “Is everything ok?”

Ann’s voice came through the car speakers. “Yes, but I need you to help liaison tonight.” Club meetings were very involved. First the doms and subs met separately to discuss any issues with the other group. The liaisons of the doms and subs met together before the entire club joined for a group meeting. “What’s going on? Why do you need me?” I asked.

Her timid voice answered. “I’d do it myself, but we are voting on a new member that I think is going to interest all the single subs. I’m hoping you can remind the subs of proper behavior with famous members.”

“Really?” My mind flashed back to when I met Henry. There were so many things to remember about protocol. How we had to handle being out in public. “Who are they voting in?”

Ann paused before answering. “Chris Evans.”

“You THINK every sub will be interested?” I said sarcastically.

Ann laughed at the joke, but the grunt that came from Joe wasn’t a laugh. He was displeased. Jealous maybe. I reached my hand over to rest it on his leg reassuringly. I’d have to be careful to let him know he’s the only man I want tonight.

“Since you’re not interested in him, you should be the one who goes over the behavior standards.” Joe perked up after hearing Ann as I breathed a sigh of relief. Ann had easily picked up on Joe’s jealousy and was able to defuse the situation by saying I wasn’t interested. Thank you Ann!!!

“Oh. Sure. I’ll do it.” I volunteered.

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Ann and I stood in front of the subs. Most were female, but we did have a smattering of male subs too. There was a buzz in the air as word of Chris Evans permeated the meeting room. “Calm down everyone.” Ann yelled above the din.

“Is it true?” Kelly yelled above the noise and captured everyone’s attention, the crowd prodding us along to try and get the truth.

I motioned for Ann to sit. I knew she didn’t like public speaking, and I knew that was why she wanted me here. “Everyone sit please.” I said as I took my spot at the podium. The room quieted quickly. “Yes. Chris Evans is here and has asked to join our club. Yes. He looks better in person than he does on the big screen.” I hadn’t even finished my sentences before the whole room broke out into chaos again. Words like “mine” and “dibs” were volleyed about the room. There was also a commotion about if he was straight, gay or bi or something else. “Subs, the faster we get through this, the faster you all can meet him, but first…..” The subs began to compose themselves again. “First we need to go over some standards for our behaviors.”

Now that I had everyone’s attention, it was time. “It’s been a long while since we’ve had a star of Chris’ magnitude join.” I heard someone mention Henry. “Here’s what you’ll need to remember. First and foremost, he is human. He has wants and desires like the rest of us, but don’t confuse him with the characters he plays in movies. Chris has a reputation for being an upstanding, kind and generous man. This is his PUBLIC persona. In truth, we know nothing about his preferences yet. I’m sure at least one of you will get to find out soon. For all we know, he could be the cruelest dom in the building, so tread lightly. Get to know him before jumping into signing a contract with him.

Second, give him room! I’m certain a lot of you want an opportunity to play with him, but desperation doesn’t look good on anyone. Let Chris approach you. Those of us who are in relationships will assist with introductions where possible.”

The room erupted again. “Attention!” I yelled over the noise, and the room quieted again. “Next, if you and Chris do end up together, there are complications you need to be aware of. He may or may not want your relationship to be public. If so, you’ll be criticized by his fans, and it will be relentless.” I looked to Ann who cringed at the thought of some of the press she got.

“Everyone needs to remember our #1 rule. Discretion! Just as this club is a safe haven for each of us, it needs to be Mr. Evan’s safe haven too.” There were verbal agreements all through the room. As the meeting went on, I was able to get the subs subdued a bit, but there was a palpable energy about the club for sure.

We arrived at the dom meeting room just as their meeting was breaking up. Henry quickly found Ann and glued himself to her side, but Joe was deep in conversation across the room.

“Have the subs seen Chris yet?” Henry asked.

I chortled, “I think it’s safe to say he’s going to have his choice of the available subs.”

Ann laughed, “We had trouble keeping them calm enough to have the meeting.”

“That’s good to hear.” I turned to find Mr. Evans walking up to us. To me actually. His eyes raked over me like I was prey and he was stalking. “So, when you say I can have my pick of ANY sub...” he sidled up next to me.

Something about his body language must have alerted Joe because he quickly ended his conversation and was storming to me. “You’re very sweet, but I meant the single subs.” Seeing Joe approaching me angry, Henry turned to see why, and I watched as Henry read Chris’ body language too.

Realizing his mistake, Chris started apologizing immediately. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see a cuff...”

Hen interjected. “My bad. I forgot to tell him.” He said it as much to the approaching Joe as to me. “No cuffs here, mate.” He patted Chris’ shoulder. “We don’t use cuffs here. We use necklaces instead.” My hand shot to my necklace a beautiful ruby surrounded by diamonds.

Joe arrived now, pushing between Chris and I and wrapping his arms around me. I could tell by the look on his face that he was irate. “Daddy,” I whispered to try to sooth him.

“I’m so sorry,” Chris held his hands up. “My apologies.”

Joe grumbled and looked down at me. “Are you ok, baby girl?

“I’m perfectly fine.” I said as I leaned into Joe. “Just a misunderstanding.” I was still trying to sooth Joe’s anger.

“I’m so sorry.” Chris dropped his head in a perfectly rehearsed beg for forgiveness. “I didn’t know.”

“Really, it was my fault.” Henry interrupted Chris.

I needed to defuse the situation quickly, but I wasn’t sure how. My brain raced as I tried to figure what might sooth Joe. Blow job face? Yeah… that should do it. I kept my head down and peered my eyes up at Joe with the same look I always gave him when I blew him. In theory, that should distract him. He paused a moment looking at me. He couldn’t help but smile at my obvious ploy to calm him. “No worries.” He extended a hand to Chris. “Just a misunderstanding.” He grabbed my chin and kissed me, like he was marking his territory.

“I want to thank you.” I told Ann as we relaxed with our friends.

She looked puzzled. “What did I do?”

“Earlier… in the car…” I prodded.

She reached her hand out to pat my hand and smiled big. “I figured Joe was the jealous type.” She winked at me. “Plus, I didn’t say anything that isn’t true. You really don’t like Mr. Evans.”

“I didn’t say that.” I grinned and the women around me laughed.

Ann turned to see our men sitting across the room playing cards. Following her gaze, I turned to see them too. My eyes locked with Joe’s, and a sinful grin lit up his face. “There’s only 1 man for you right now, and even Chris Evans can’t mess that up.” Everyone laughed. Everyone except me. Joe’s gaze burned through me and my body reacted.

“Do you need to go?” Stephanie asked me, turning my attention back to our friends.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure what Joe wanted, but just as I began to wonder, he nodded at me as if to say Go on. Have fun, and he focused his attention back on his friends. “No. I’ve got time.” I said with my eyes still locked on Joe.

We stayed for a couple of hours catching up. It wasn’t uncommon after meetings for the doms to keep to themselves and the subs keep to ourselves, but before too long, Henry and Chris made their way over to our group. It didn’t escape my notice that Joe immediately headed my way, almost catching up to Henry and Chris.

As the gentlemen neared, Ben, one of the subs, let out a low grumble of approval followed by “I hope he’s bi.”

As the group of doms approached us, I mused at how ALL of the subs quieted down as if we were all under their spell. Joe’s arm quickly wrapped around my waist as he approached me….. claimed me… marked his territory, and in truth, I was thrilled at his possessiveness. More than a few of the subs looked jealously at me with the giant Samoan. He placed a gentle kiss to my forehead and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “Are you having fun?” The sultry tone of his voice immediately turned me on. I took a deep breath in before answering yes. “Do you want to stay here or go home?”

Dammit! He knew what his soft whisper in my ear was doing to me. He’d already begun the scene and we weren’t even alone, but as he towered over me possessively and protectively, I relaxed into his presence and realized it was time to go home even though it was early.

“Henry, Chris.” Joe shook their hands. “It’s time for us to go home.” He kissed my temple as if he was rubbing it in that we were together. Rubbing it in to who though? The dozen or so subs that sat around us? To Henry or Chris? It honestly didn’t matter. If daddy said it’s time then it’s time.

We made our excuses and went to Joe’s car in the parking garage attached to the club. I neared the passenger side door waiting for him to open it as usual. Instead, he reached out putting his hands on the car trapping me between them. “Mine!” he growled as he buried his face in my neck, trailing soft kisses over the hot skin. “Mine.”

“Yours!” I sighed as he continued his seduction on me. He moved an arm long enough to brush my hair off my shoulder to get better access to my neck. My hands clawed at his back as he drove me mad with his teasing.

“Mine!” He looked down at me, locking my stare with his. “Remember that.” His tone was half desperation.

“Yours.” I said sweetly now. “Only yours.” The words seemed to calm him a bit, and he opened the car door allowing me to climb inside before closing the door behind me and coming around the car to the driver’s side.

Once we were on the road, Joe placed his huge, warm hand on my knee, his thumb lazily drawing circles for a minute before he slid his hand up to the hem of my dress. “Pull it up,” he commanded and I quickly did. “Underwear off,” was his next command.

Sliding the silky material down, I held the scant cloth up for him to see. He quickly grabbed it from my hands and tucked it into his pocket. “Mine!” He joked.

I intended to laugh, but his hand shot straight to my pussy, gently running a finger over my slit. When the skin parted and his finger found my moisture, he smiled wide. “Ready for me already?” I felt a little embarrassed at how quickly my body responded to him, so I kept quiet. “Good girl.” He said as he slid his finger up to my clit.

Instantly, he started circling it gently. Damn! He knew exactly how to touch me. In seconds I was already moaning in pleasure. Just when I thought I’d explode from his attention on my clit, he slid a finger inside.

This couldn’t have been safe. He split his attention between driving and getting me off, and as he leaned forward to get a better position to slide 2 fingers deep inside me, I fretted for a second but the pleasure his fingers gave me quelled my fears. Trust him… the first rule.

Closing my eyes and leaning my head against the seat, I surrendered to him. The bite of the cold winter night nipped at the edges of my consciousness, but the only thing I could focus on was his fingers. They slid in, filling me, out and slid over my clit. In filling me, out sliding over my clit…. It was a beautiful torture.

He built me up until I begged him to stop. “Daddy, please.”

“Please what?” He tried to sound innocent.

I growled in frustration. “Daddy, Stop the car. Pull over… do something. I need to cum.” I whined needily next to him as my hips bucked up to meet his hand.

“Soon baby girl. We’re just a couple of blocks away.” He chuckled. “You can make it.” He teased as he turned onto his street.

I rolled my head back and forth as my hips greedily bucked up toward his hand again. “No. Now, daddy. Please now!”

He quickly removed his fingers, resting them on my leg. Without even taking his eyes off the road he growled out, “Don’t you DARE tell daddy what to do and when to do it.” He acted mad, but when I peeked over at him, he had a devilish smirk on his face.

“I’m sorry daddy.” I hadn’t realized how bratty I was being, but seeing his smirk, I realized he was thoroughly amused. Ok. I can play brat tonight. “I just need to cum.” I sulked in my seat.

He laughed low. “You NEED what I say you need.” His amused tone of voice calmed my overheated body a bit. He pulled into his garage now, coming around to open my door as I pulled my skirt down to cover myself.

Opening the car door, he offered me his hand, and when I stood, I was wedged between the car and him. His presence was overpowering. “Come. Let me show you what you need.” He said.

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The Cabin

Pairing: Joe Anaoi X Reader (Roman Reigns X Reader)

Summary: A couple of days away for our busy duo.

Warnings: None that I can think of.

Category: FLUFF!!!

Joe’s POV

“How can I help you?” The woman on the phone was way too perky. “I need to reserve a cabin for Tuesday and Wednesday. It has to be a cabin with a fireplace. That’s the most important thing.” I stressed the fireplace. “Certainly, sir.” I could hear her typing as we talked. After a second, she stopped. “Good news, sir. We have 3 available. How many bedrooms will you need?”

I’d been so focused on the fireplace and the KP Index, her question caught me off guard. “Whichever has the biggest fireplace.” I answered.

“Yes, sir. Our largest fireplace is in our 3-bedroom cottage.” She warned.

“Do you need the cottage on those days?” I prodded.

“No sir. They are at your disposal.”

“Is it possible to get some extra pillows and blankets so we can lounge in front of the fireplace?” I quickly added “and chilled champagne?”

“Is this a special night, sir?”

I smiled to myself thinking of it. “Yeah. Yeah it is.”

“If you’d like sir, we can have the fire already going and the blankets and pillows laid out in front of it when you arrive.”

“That will be perfect.” I agreed.

“If I can make a suggestion, we have a s’mores making kit we can leave for you too. It’s a surprisingly romantic addition.”

S’mores? I hadn’t had s’mores in years, but my mind flashed with the visual of cooking the marshmallows for her and feeding her the gooey treat. Yes. That would be romantic. Normally we didn’t eat junk, but we could make an exception one night. “Yes.” I said enthusiastically. “That sounds perfect... and some fresh fruit, no melon please.” Y/N hated melons.

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I’d told Y/N that I needed to get away for a couple of days, but truthfully, I knew she needed a break as much as me. Our schedules were non-stop, and when we did get days off, they were often spent doing laundry, shopping and catching up with friends and family. The result is that neither of us had a true break in months, so Tuesday morning, we jetted off to Colorado.

As I had hoped, everything was covered in inches of glistening snow. Terrible for driving: perfect for staying in a cabin. Walking into the cabin, I saw that the hotel staff had gone out of their way to make our visit special. An air mattress had been set in front of the roaring fireplace topped with festive red plaid blankets and pillows. Candles scattered the room, and champagne sat chilling in an ice bucket as well as a bowl of fruits and the s’mores making kit the desk clerk had suggested.

As Y/N freshened up, I checked to be sure all the groceries I’d ordered had been delivered. Lots of chicken, fish, turkey as well as a giant steak for tonight’s dinner.

I grabbed a couple of cold waters out of the fridge and went to find Y/N. She was already sitting on the hearth of the fireplace warming up from the outside cold. The cabin was perfect.... wood everywhere, overstuffed leather furniture and warm lamps adding to the comfortable feel.

I watched a minute as she adjusted the logs in the fireplace, turning the small fire into a roaring blaze. “You’re good at that.” I smiled at her as I leaned on the door frame between the kitchen and the living room. “Girl Scout?” I asked.

I caught the quick look of dread that crossed her eyes whenever she thought of her childhood. “No.” She answered abruptly, and I knew to let the subject go.

“Well,” I walked to her, setting the waters down next to the champagne along the way. “I see my beautiful baby girl knows how to tend the fire. We won’t freeze to death.” I teased trying to quickly get her mind off her childhood. “Got room for me over there?” I sat next to her, wrapping an arm around her, and looking around the cabin as she leaned her head against my shoulder.

I would have been content to stay there for hours, but she’d tended the fire so well, it felt like my back was on fire. “Shit! That got hot fast! You really know what you’re doing.” I grabbed her hand, gliding it up to my lips for a kiss before pulling her down to the air mattress with me.

I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her.” Did I do ok?” I asked as we both stared into the fire.

“This is perfect.” She sighed as I wrapped a blanket around us. We sat quietly like that for a while, staring at the flames. She turned to kiss my cheek, and I smiled.

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Yes, we both needed rest, but I had booked this resort for a reason, and as a text came in from the front desk, I knew it was time to surprise Y/N.

“I have another surprise for you.” I smiled down at her. The firelight cast soft shadows on her face as she looked bright eyed at me.

“You do?” She asked.

I stood, giving her my hand to pull her up. “Let’s get bundled up.” A questioning look crossed her face, but as I grabbed our coats out of the closet, she was quick to put hers on. As planned, I found the 2 pairs of warm ski pants I’d asked the booking agent about as well as hats, scarfs and boots.

Her zipper stuck as she tried to put the pants on, and we busted out laughing at her trying to pull the stubborn metal up. “Here. Let me,” I said as I knelt next to her.

“I guess we’re going outside?” she asked.

I wasn’t going to spoil the surprise, so I just said “Yup,” as I led her to the front door. “Stay here.” I said as I left and quickly returned with a snowmobile that had been hidden on the side of the house. “Come on.” I yelled over the sound of the engine as I took her hand and pulled her on the snowmobile in front of me. “Comfy?” I laughed.

“A little cold.” She teased.

“It will be worth it.” I teased as I started the trek away from the cabin and the resort, away from lights and sounds.... away from everything.

She practically curled into a ball against my chest as I slowly slid our way around the hills and trees for a few minutes. Much faster than I expected, we came to the ridge the hotel booking agent suggested. Below us, everything shone as the moonlight reflected off the snow. Giant pine trees loaded with white pillows of snow towered over the valley below us. It was perfect, well, it would be in a few minutes. Climbing off the vehicle, I checked the storage and found a sleeping bag tucked inside. I couldn’t believe how well this had all come together. I’d have to thank the resort for taking such good care of us.

As Y/N was standing in awe of the view, the very first hint of my surprise caught my eye. I came up behind her, unfolding the sleeping bag and wrapping it around both of us. “Beautiful view, isn’t it?” I almost whispered in her ear.

“Absolutely.” She leaned her head into my shoulder, and I turned us until we were facing away from the view and waited.

The wind was miserably cold, and I was even more appreciative that the resort had gotten us the warm clothes and the sleeping bag.

Just seconds later, the sky began to light up, and a translucent band of green light started to form. She gasped loudly. “OH MY GOD!” In the entire time I’d known Y/N, she’d never taken God’s name in vain, but she did now as she realized my plan. “OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! YOU BROUGHT ME TO SEE THE AURORA BOREALIS????”

She tore her eyes away from the sky long enough to look admiringly up at me. “Happy?” I asked her.

She shook her head in disbelief as the ribbon of green spread across the sky and over the valley in front of us. “I’ve never been happier,” she said as she kissed me.

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