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shes2real · 1 month

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Night In ♡

Featuring 🌷: dom! roman reigns + sub!female reader

Warning ☁️: dub-con, arguing, throat fucking, unprotected p in v, rough sex, sir kink, edging, cunnilingus, dirty talk, degradation, use of the word “bitch”, reassurance, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word Count 🌷: 1.5k

Scenario ☁️: after an argument with Roman about your plans for the night, he decided to make you reconsider it.

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You and Roman stood in your living room, voices escalating into a heated argument. Your eyes flashed with determination, while Roman’s face was etched with anger.

"You ain’t goin’ no motherfuckin’ where," Roman cursed, his tone tinged with disappointment.

You sighed, your hands on your hips. "I’m not doing this shit tonight Roman, I need my alone time too!”

"It's not about needing it. It's about prioritizing our relationship," Roman countered, his voice tinged with hurt. "We barely spend time together as it is, and now you want to go out?"

"You’ve prioritized work even when you’re not working! I’m always holding you down, so let me have one night to myself. Please," You pleaded, your eyes searching for understanding.

"You heard what I said." Roman’s frustration bubbled to the surface, cutting his eyes over at you.

“No, you heard what the fuck I said. I’m grown,” Before you could even grab your keys and walk out of the door, Roman blows his breath and grabs your arm, guiding you upstairs.

"Getcho’ fucking hands off me! Let me go, Roman!" You screamed, trying to yank your arm away. His grip tightened as he began to dig his fingers into your wrist bone, making you wince. "You better pipe it the fuck down," Roman says through gritted teeth, clenching his jaw, his grip tightening even more.

As you both entered the bedroom, he scooped you up, his arms firm yet tender, and deposited you onto the bed with a force that spoke of both passion and possession. His gaze met the mixture of shock and fear etched on your face, and a smirk played at the corners of his lips, revealing the faint emergence of his darker desires. His eyes trailed down to where the hem of your dress delicately lifted, exposing your pink thongs. Anger filled his eyes when he saw your panties, he hovered over you and asked you in a sinister aggressive tone, “Who did you wear these for, hmm?”

“N..nobody! Roman, can you please just let me go.” You sniffled, afraid of the man that was on top of you. You’ve never seen him this angry.

You thought that those poor crocodile tears would move him, but they did quite the opposite. They turned him on. He doesn't care that you're crying. He doesn't care that you need “alone time”. He doesn't care that you are scared. He wants to teach you a lesson.

“Shut the fuck up,”

Roman crept off of the bed and silently watched you as he began to undress, “Sit up, lemme see how much mouth you got now.” You slowly sat up as Roman fingers entangled in your hair. You slowly opened your mouth and looked up at him, growing aroused at the hardened look on his face. He began to thrust his hips up as you looked at him with teary eyes,

“Can’t take it?” Roman groaned, biting his lip as he looked down at you. He lets out a loud groan, bucking his hips as his breath shutters, he mentally curses himself for having to cum so quickly. His seed soon spilled down your throat, he groaned in satisfaction as he watched you swallow it.

Removing your head from his dick, he looked at you with a smile. His large hands reached your thighs, and he tightly gripped the thong that clothed your pussy, dragging it down.

"Ro…."

“Who?”

“S..sir…”

He placed a finger across your wet slit, his voice condescending. "Need me to fuck some sense into you? ’S what you want?”

Finally speaking up, you whimper, and that was the signal to Roman that he could do anything he wanted to you. Roman bends down just enough to bring his face close to yours and whispers, “Tell me what you need, pretty.”

“Please sir, want..you…”

Roman pushes you down and begins to circle your clit, dangerously remaining silent as he watches your head fall back on the bed, and a pornographic moan leaves you. He sped up his motions as he watched your chest heave, “Wanna cum f’ me?”

“Y..yes sir!”

He grinned before his fingers went down to your hole, and he began to quickly finger you. You curse as you grind against his palm, he starts to scissor you, “Fuckk! Please, sir…” He smirked as his fingers pounded into you. You could barely keep your eyes open as you felt your thighs shake as you approached your orgasm. Roman knew you were close but like the obedient girl you are, all you had to do was ask.

“Please what, baby girl?” You cry as he roughly jabs at your spot. "Roman, Fuck! I..I mean sir!"

"Shut up," he snaps. That little slip-up just made all of this worse for you and you knew it. Roman removes his fingers before you could cum, leaving you squirming in frustration and in fear of what’s next to come.

Before you knew it, Roman flipped you onto your stomach causing you to jolt when you felt him enter you. He was so big and he always had to go in slowly but not this time. You squirm against his hold,

"Stop fucking moving," he commands. "If y’know what’s good for you."

A hiss escapes your lips as his hips were slamming against your ass with his rough thrusts. "Why couldn’t you just listen to me, baby girl?" he growls against your ear.

“S..sorryyy,” You rasped, all you could do was moan and grip the sheets. His dick filled you up so nicely, each stroke he was digging deeper into your wetness. "Should I let you cum?"

Your lower lip trembles as you feel warm salty tears roll down your face, your lack of response seems to piss Roman off as he grips your hair, making you yelp. "Answer me."

"Yes, sir," You cry, making him groan from your submission.

His speed picks up, his thrusts causing more tears to fall from your face. You can feel your muscles tightening in anticipation of your release, letting out a scream as a particularly rough thrust hits you. “Please, please, please! ‘M cumming, oh my-“

He reached down and grabbed your neck, slowing down his strokes, rotating his hips as you rode out your high, “Thank me, bitch.”

“Th..thank you, sir!”

His deep laugh rumbled as he spoke, “You don’t think that I’ll let you just get away with that, do you? You didn’t ask for permission,”

“But-“

“Fix your arch, you better not make a fucking sound,” You quickly obeyed before Roman thrusts came at full force. It felt so much more sensitive as the juices from your previous orgasm caused you to feel his length so much better. You tried to cover your mouth before he took your hand and put it behind your back.

“Yes, please don’t stop!”

“Didn’t I fuckin’ tell you to shut up?” Roman growled before shoving your face into the pillow, the discomfort turned you on even more as you took a mouth full of the pillow and bit down hard.

You felt your orgasm creeping on you again, causing you to groan against the pillow. Roman deep moans filled the room as the two of you felt your ends nearing. You began clenching tightly around him, causing him to ram into your spot. You lightly shook as he smiled,

"There we go" He grunted.

Pulling your face out of the pillow, he smiled, “Pussy feels ‘so good, pretty girl. Let me hear you,” Tears fell as you reached back scratching and pushing on his stomach. It felt so good you couldn't take it anymore. You tried desperately to crawl away but you couldn’t escape.

“P-please let me c..cum!”

With a smack to your ass, you came on command. Roman followed quickly after you, your name sounding like chants. Weakly, you turned over as he laid down to kiss you as the two of you came down from your high.

“Y’know, you did good for me baby.” He kissed you softly before moving down to your sensitive core.

“N-no, ‘s sensitive” You whimpered, trying to scoot away from him. He rubbed your thighs, comforting you.

“Shh, Daddy’s gonna clean you up,”

He slowly opened your thighs before he dragged his tongue around your clit, making you flench. He drifted his tongue from your clit to your leaking hole. Roman flicked his tongue inside of you while thumbing your clit. Your mind has gone completely blank, all you could do was say, "Fuck, fuck, fuck…" through gritted teeth. Trying your hardest to control your breathing as your legs started to close around Roman’s head.

You reached down, running your fingers through Roman’s hair causing him to groan. The vibrations caused a tingly feeling causing your high to accelerate.

"Oh, can I-" you began, your mouth becoming agape at the feeling of your juices beginning to flow out of you. "Cum for me," he groaned, feeling your juices coat his tongue. He smirked up at you, watching you come undone for the third time. Your body shook uncontrollably as Roman finally gave your sweet pussy one last kiss before pulling away from you.

Your chest heaved up and down as you watched Roman lick his lips and get the juices off his face that his tongue couldn't reach itself. He looked up at you and ran a hand through his damp beard, "You still goin’ out tonight?”

“No sir..”

“That’s my girl.”

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

#wwe smut #wwe imagines #roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #acknowledge him #roman reigns smut #the bloodline x reader #the tribal chief

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shes2real · 1 month

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Little Secret ♡

Featuring🌷: roman reigns + female!reader

Warning ☁️: public sex, slight choking, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, praise kink, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word Count 🌷: 1.2k

Scenario ☁️: Being a journalist for WWE has its perks. Being involved in a private relationship with Roman Reigns is one of them.

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Working as a sports journalist covering wrestling entertainment isn't as easy as it may seem on TV. It’s especially harder when y/n finds herself drawn to the captivating charm of Roman Reigns. She found it hard to be professional at times, especially when she had to interview him. She wasn’t sure if he was eye-fucking her or he was maintaining eye contact, but it made her core throb. The way he curled his lip, the way he growled, the way his sleek hair was perfectly wrapped into a bun, and the way he always asserted dominance whenever he entered the ring. Everything about him turned her on. She was happy to call him hers, savoring the moments of intimacy they shared away from prying eyes.

As y/n walked through her script, she couldn’t help but find herself distracted as she thought about her man. Time passed and it was soon time for the interview. As the camera zooms in on Roman Reigns sitting in a luxurious chair with a smug expression on his face, y/n sits beside him holding a microphone, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to our exclusive interview with the one and only, Roman Reigns! Roman, it's great to have you here.” She recited, flashing a kind smile.

Roman began man-spreading and chuckled, “Let's get one thing straight sweetheart, you're not interviewing just anybody. You're talking to the Head of the Table, the Tribal Chief, your Tribal Chief.” As he added emphasis, his eyes scanned her body.

To ease the tension, she nervously laughed. “I do apologize for that mishap my Tribal Chief. Now, WrestleMania is just around the corner. Any thoughts on your plans to retain the undisputed WWE universal championship?”

Roman laughs condescendingly, “I’m not worried y/n. Cody's legacy doesn't hold a candle to mine. He's living in the shadow of his family name, trying to make a name for himself. Trying to finish a lazy ass story. So, if Cody wants to step up, my family and I will gladly put him back in his place.”

“Cody Rhodes has quite the fanbase and a legacy of his own, in fact-“

Roman stood up, improvising the script. He signals for Paul Heyman to wrap his title around his waist as he caresses it softly, eyeing the camera. A thousand words could be spoken by Roman's clenched jaw and the vein that bulged from his temples. The camera fades out as Roman Reigns and the Bloodline leave the room.

She smiled and talked to production until she parted ways, seeing Roman leaning against the wall. She smiled and ran up to him, jumping into his arms. The couple kissed as he twirled her around. Roman's public persona and private vulnerability heightened their connection. Late-night matches, constant travel, and the ever-present risk of injury defined their reality. Yet, the allure of Roman’s touch, both in and out of the ring, kept her anchored to the intoxicating world they shared.

“You did so good baby, I’m proud of you.” She smiled softly before giving him another kiss.

“Thank you baby girl, I see you’re clingy today. Missed me, huh?” Roman inquired, his arms tightening around her. Her voice was barely a whisper in his broad chest, “Missed you so much!” She felt herself melting into his touch and the intoxicating aroma of his cologne made her realize just how much she missed her man. Her pulse was audible, indicating that it wasn’t just him that she missed. She missed the intimacy and she craved his touch. He lifted her chin, “What’s wrong baby?”

“Need you..”

“You have me baby,” He reassured, his hands roaming her body and softly cuffed her ass. Her eyes rolled at the slightest bit of touch, he chuckled as he saw the hold that he had on her.

Roman guided her with his strong hands on the small of her back to a secluded spot backstage. In the dim glow of the backstage area, y/n sighed as he closed his eyes and leaned down to press his lips against her neck, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut. Slowly, his hand slid around her neck to make it easier for him to tilt her head. Roman began to kiss her neck until she whimpered, causing him to smirk as he realized he found her sweet spot. He started to suck and bite as she bit her lip harshly to keep from making any sounds. Roman dominance and hunger overcame him as he began to squeeze onto her neck.

“R-roman!” She yelped, reaching up to grab his wrist.

He unwrapped his hand from her neck and pulled away, admiring the purple bruise on her neck. He took in the sight of his flustered girlfriend. Her pouty lips made him chuckle. “Fix your face, I’m granting you your wish princess,” He growled, licking his lips. Y/n was a mess as she fought hard to gain some kind of control back. That heartbeat was becoming such a distraction between her legs. She would never be the one to have sex at work, but Roman was impossible to resist. But the fear of being caught made the soft hairs on her neck rise. “Wait– what if we get caught?”

“Then let them watch.” He snapped, kissing her lips. The mere thought of someone watching them fuck was causing him to stiffen in his sweatpants. He rechecked his surroundings before picking her up and raising her dress. He could feel how damp her lace panties were, he brushed his fingers against her core, earning a pleading whine.

“I know baby…let me take care of you” Roman comforted her while sliding her panties to the side and inserted his member inside of her.

The girth of his dick made her eyes water instantly, feeling like he was stretching her out. He backed up against the wall and started pounding into her mercilessly. Instantly, she began clawing at his back as her walls clenched around him tightly, causing him to curse under his breath.

"Please don't stop! Please!" She sobbed louder as he picked up the pace, feeling her stomach twist.

“Aw baby, look at you. Using your manners like a good girl, Roman smirked, intensifying his eye contact with her. “Open those pretty eyes baby.” He cooed, bouncing her on his dick. Y/n eyes fluttered as her mouth went agape, trembling in his arms. "There it is." Roman groaned, slowing down to push himself deeper every time he thrust. This caused Y/n to become a little loud, Roman brows furrowed as he covered her mouth.

"Doin’ so good baby, I’d hate to stop ‘cause you can’t be quiet," He teased as he continued to add pressure to that same spot.

"Cum for me." He whispered into her ear causing a wave of pleasure to wash over her. Roman quickly kissed her to suppress her moans as his strokes grew sloppy before he came inside of her. Slowly, he helped her balance her wobbly legs as he pulled out of her. She was still in a daze as he hugged her comfortingly, he kissed her forehead before his lips twisted into an evil grin,

“This is our little secret, right?”

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

#wwe smut #wwe imagines #roman reigns smut #roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #the bloodline x reader #the tribal chief #acknowledge him

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