Nothing like a heartwarming hug of unconditional love between family...
pairing: rhea ripley x reader
prompt: 19. "did you think i was kidding when i told you i'd bend you over my knee?
warnings: smut, spanking, fingering, top rhea, bottom reader
After the Monday Night Raw taping, Rhea had wanted nothing more than to just go back to the hotel for the night. She had assumed that after your match, you'd also want to just melt into a puddle and get the rest your body would be screaming at you for later. Instead, you had decided to join Sonya Deville and Liv Morgan at a nearby club. It was fun, at least for you. Rhea usually hated those sorts of things, so you didn't ask her to come out with you. She knew that, which was why she wasn't miffed about not being invited.
Rhea was pissed about the videos on your Snapchat and Instagram stories where both Liv and Sonya were dancing very close to you. After the first couple, you got messages from Rhea telling you to make sure they kept their hands to themselves or else you'd have her to deal with later on. You saw her messages and blatantly ignored her warnings. If she wanted you to behave yourself so badly then she could come out and get you. You didn't drink too much more, but you did spent another hour or so on the dance floor.
"Shit it's late, I'm not gonna get you in trouble with Rhea, am I?" Sonya asked as she walked you to your hotel room. You checked your watch, 1:42 AM.
"No, she's probably asleep. Thanks for tonight, it was fun." You pressed a kiss to Sonya's cheek before turning and unlocking the door. Little displays of affection like that weren't anything your friends weren't used to. You had always been very affectionate, which was another reason that Rhea had a bit of a protective streak with you. You couldn't help it though, it was just the way that you knew how to show your love for your friends. "You're up still. I thought you were tired."
"Something about seeing two other women practically fucking my girlfriend in a club keeps a girl up," Rhea said snappily. You cocked an eyebrow at her, but didn't say anything. "Come here."
"Rhea, we were just dancing. You could have come too if you wanted." It didn't matter what you told her, Rhea had her mind made up on how the rest of the night was going. Once you were close enough, Rhea pulled you onto her lap. "What are you doing?"
"You read the messages. I know because you left me on read." Rhea pushed the bottom of your dress up a little, exposing the back of your thighs and the bottom of your ass. "Did you think I was kidding when I told you I'd bend you over my knee?"
"Maybe," you muttered under your breath. Rhea chuckled at that as she lifted her hand up before letting it come down. You let out a little gasp as the first few smacks came down onto your skin. Neither you nor Rhea were really keeping count, she just kept spanking you until there were a couple of visible handprints.
"Sit up," Rhea told you. You moved into a sitting position, aligning yourself with her fingers. Rhea teased you through your underwear, rubbing over your clit until your hips started to buck forward for more. Rhea's fingers slipped inside of you with ease and she began fucking you with an unrelenting pace. You clung to her body tightly as she kept pushing you further and further.
"Oh god!" you screamed out as your orgasm overcame you. Rhea moved you onto the mattress from her lap so she could get you something to drink before you fell asleep. The two of you cuddled together as you sipped on a Gatorade and watched videos on Rhea's phone.
The friend Owens’ has been needing since getting gaslit into oblivion.
So Anxious a Roman Reigns One Shot
Day 5/5 For Roman's Birthday Week
Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Language, Oral Sex (fem receiving)
Word Count : 800
Roman and I have been together for quite a while now, we met while I was a seamstress for WWE. I've since moved on to opening my own company, but I can never escape fixing and providing emergency care for Roman's gear and I was fine with that. Tonight the live show is where Roman and I live, so we got to spend more time together. I hear things being tossed around in our room, and a clearly frustrated Roman grumbling and stomping around. I sigh lightly because I know he's looking for his favorite jordans that were next to the door, right where he left them. I let out a small giggle before grabbing them and walking into the room. "What are you looking for babe?" I ask, hiding the shoes behind my back. "I can't find my jo-" Roman begins as I pull the shoes from behind my back.
"Thank you babe!" He says getting up, kissing me deeply and grabbing the shoes. "I know there's a while until the show, but I'm not used to being at home so I want everything out where I can see it". I'm coming to the show tonight, there's not many things that make him nervous but knowing I will be right behind the curtain, watching him live in person make him a nervous wreck. "You wear the same thing every live show, you'll look great" I say "Sit, let me rub your shoulders. Your nervous energy is really bugging me". Roman sits on the side of the bed and I get behind him, lightly rubbing his tense shoulders. "You have nothing to be nervous about baby" I reassure him.
"Yeah I know, but you know how I get when you come to watch shows" He replies. I continue rubbing his shoulder, feeling the tenseness melt away. I lean down, meeting him for a deep kiss one after the other. The mood quickly turns as he pulls me onto his lap, our lips continuously smacking together. Roman begins massaging my breasts through my thin night shirt as I wrap my arm around his neck. His eyes are dark with lust, but still seemingly staring into my soul. He plants soft kisses down my neck, ending at my collarbones. the air is already thick with lust, but neither of us was complaining. He slipped my shirt and shorts off before undressing himself.
"Lay on your back" Roman demands softly, I eagerly listen. He spreads my legs, teasing my entrance with his fingers before slowly massaging it with his tongue. My jaw drop in immediate pleasure as he slides two fingers inside of me. His tongue dances around my clit effortlessly while I gasp loudly, full of pleasure. Roman's fingers glide in and out of me, grazing my G Spot. He pleasures himself with his free hand. He looks up at me, his eyes peering into my soul again. He has me right where he wants me, and I know it. I feel my body fill with pleasure as I begin to peak. I let out a loud moan and scream as I reach my climax, making my legs shake.
Roman sits up, wiping his mouth. He bends back down locking our lips once again before pushing himself into my soaked vagina. I'm still sensitive so him being inside of me made my already sensitive clit throb with pleasure again. "Fuck" Roman groans as he begins to stroke. My legs begin to shake again as my body get warm with pleasure all over again. He lifts my legs up, putting them both over one shoulder so that his strokes go deeper than they ever had before. "You're so wet" Roman groans "You love this dick don't you". Roman delivers long, deep strokes and I can't contain my noises or the overflow of my own juices onto the sheets under me. "Don't you love it?" Roman groans louder while stroking deeper into me. "YES!" I moan out loudly "I love it!"
"I know you do" He growls while continuing to stroke. My climax is coming again, I can feel it. "Oh god! Oh my god!" I scream at the top of my lungs through a series of moans before reaching my climax once again. This one was longer, more intense, I felt it through my entire body. Roman strokes deep inside of me and reaches his climax, shooting his seed deep inside of me. He closes his eyes, breathing heavily as sweat builds on his forehead. We both get up, the sheets soaked almost completely and we get into the shower. Roman went on to completely dominate his opponent at the live event, I guess you could say we got rid of the nerves.