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moxleys-whore · 7 months
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Back Pain
Warnings: none
Summary: Darby struggles painting his face due to back pain. His friend offers help which leads to confessions
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He could do it. He always did it himself. Standing in front of the mirror in his locker room, paint brush in hand, face half painted white. The issue however, lied in the standing part. Darby had to bend slightly to be able to paint his face comfortably, but comfort was long gone. Replaced by pain from straining his back. Lower back muscles on fire, and the kinisio tape did nothing to help. Darby was contemplating giving up completely when a knock at his locker room door rang through the silent room.
"Come in", he calls out before hearing the door creak open.
"Hey darbs, you think you help me-", the voice of Darbys friend is cut off. Darby turns to give Y/N a questioning look before speaking.
"What?"
"Dude, you look like shit. Are you even cleared to wrestle tonight?" Of course they could tell something was wrong, they always could.
"Yeah I'm fine. My back just hurts like a bitch."
"Do you need some help? I can paint your face for you if you want."
Darby hesitates before answering, debating his options. On one hand, he really did need help and Y/N was the only other person who knew how to paint his face. On the other hand however, Darby wasn't sure he could be that close to them without looking or acting like a school girl with a crush. But maybe if he let them close, he could shoot his shot. Maybe. If he didn't embarrass himself completely.
"Would you? I could use some help."
Y/N smiles softly at him before walking over to the counter and grabbing the brush from Darby. Looking around the room to try and find someplace for the both of them to sit. Eyes landing on a fold up chair and the couch on the opposite wall. Setting the brush down before grabbing the chair, setting it in front of the couch, walking back to the counter and grabbing all the painting supplies.
"Sit on the chair."
Darby follows the order, sitting down on the chair. Y/N sits on the sofa facing him. They've been this close before, he just needed to breath and get his mind out of the gutter. Try to at least, it was hard to do when their knee was between his legs, just barely a breath away from his crotch. The urge to move his his closer almost won, however Darby remained composed and still.
Y/N picked up the previous brush, unaware of the thoughts Darby was fighting off. They grabbed his face softly, ignoring the soft sigh Darby let out when their hand cupped his jaw and moved his head down. A painful expression crossed Darbys face and they whispered a soft sorry. Dipping the brush in white, they begin to paint the man's face. His eyes close, content but still in pain. The angle at which he was bending still caused him pain, but he could hardly focus on it when they were touching him. Their hand cupping his jaw softly, he was fighting the urge to lean into it.
Y/N could see he was still in discomfort, setting the brush down to let the white paint dry. Knowing that he would hurt more in the next couple of minutes from having to remain still so they could add the black paint. It upset them to see Darby in pain, only wanting to take it away so he could be comfortable. The awkward angle wasn't helping his back, but where else could he sit that would work. An idea popped into their head.
"Come here."
Darby gives his temporary artist a questioning look at their demand.
"What? I'm right here."
"Do you trust me?"
Darby nods in response. Not sure what to make of the situation.
Y/N reaches out, both hands meeting Darbys thighs. He freezes, the contact shooting sparks through his body. He stands, Y/Ns hands pull him forward till his knees meet the sofa. They sit back fully before pulling Darby forward, causing him to fall into their lap. Darbys face flushes as he realizes the new position he's been put into, he remains hovering over their lap, scared to sit. That is, until they grab him waist and push him down. One of their arms wraps around his midsection, keeping him locked in, while the other picks up a paint brush.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm painting your face."
"You know what I meant." Darby unintentionally pouts.
"Just relax, that chair looked uncomfortable on your back."
Darby goes silent, closing his eyes and relishing in the touch he secretly craved. The hand around his waist moves, shifting to massage and rub at darbys lower back instead.
"Oh fuck." Darby all but falls forward, his hands coming to grab at the person below him. Y/N removes their hand quickly.
"Shit I'm sorry, are you okay?"
"Don't stop. Please don't stop."
His face is hot, he all but whimpered at his crush. Barely holding back a whine when their hand connects with his back once more. Y/N sets the paint brush down, more focused on the man in their lap now. Their now free hand coming to rest on his thigh.
The hand on his thigh causes a reaction in his body, Darby sighs, his breathing quickening. His body gives in, falling forward, his face meeting the shoulder of Y/N. Y/N who took notice of his reaction, suprised but not opposed, leans forward to press a soft kiss to the man's shoulder, hearing him inhale sharply.
The two sit like that for more than a friendly amount of time. Darby, with his face buried in Y/Ns neck, arms now throw around their shoulders. Y/N still massaging Darbys back, occasionally pressing soft kisses to his shoulder. No words are exchanged, instead choosing to enjoy the moment the two had wished for, for months. A knock on the door breaks the comfortable silence.
"Darby, you're on in 15."
Grumbling softly, Darby lifts his head before thanking the pa. His eyes meet Y/Ns, feeling brave, he leans in and softly kisses them. Their hands cup his face as they kiss back, pulling away after a few seconds, just to lean in and peck his lips a few more times.
"I've wanted to do that for so long."
"Me too." Y/N smiles softly at the man, laughing when they see the smeared paint on his lips. Picking up a paint brush and fixing it quickly.
"Much better, now go get warmed up for your match. And when you're done come find me, we need to talk."
"Yeah I guess we do. Thank you by the way."
One thing was for sure, his back felt much better.
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jadereylove · 1 year
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Hi! Can you make an headcannon about how Kenny is with his girlfriend? the way he act and all that please ! <3
Hello ! Here's my headcannon:
How Kenny is with his girlfriend :
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Kenny is a very affectionate person, and he wants his girlfriend to feel loved and appreciated at all times. He might do this by giving her hugs, kisses, and other physical signs of affection. He also makes an effort to tell her how he feels through words, whether it's by saying "I love you" often, or by leaving her sweet notes or messages. He wants to make sure that she knows just how much she means to him, and that he is grateful to have her in his life.
Kenny's girlfriend might be stressed about his career as a wrestler because she is worried that he could get hurt. So he might try to reassure her by explaining the safety measures that are in place to protect wrestlers during matches and training. Additionally, he might try to find ways to involve her in his wrestling career, whether it's by taking her to matches, introducing her to his colleagues and friends in the wrestling world, or simply talking to her about what he does and why he enjoys it. By helping her understand more about his passion and what it means to him, he might be able to help her see it in a more positive light.
Kenny and his girlfriend may have a noticeable difference in height, with Kenny being taller and his girlfriend being shorter. This might be something that is particularly noticeable when they are standing next to each other. Despite this difference in height, Kenny might find this dynamic between them very cute and endearing. He might enjoy the way that his girlfriend has to look up at him, or he might find it amusing when she has to stand on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. He might also appreciate the way that their size difference adds to the playful and affectionate nature of their relationship. It's possible that Kenny might tease his girlfriend about her size in a playful and affectionate way. He might make jokes about her being small or petite, or he might playfully pick her up or lift her up in the air as a way of showing her how strong he is. This teasing might be a way for Kenny to show his girlfriend that he loves and adores her, even though she is smaller than him. It might also be a way for him to express his sense of protectiveness over her, as he might feel a strong desire to take care of her and make sure she is safe and well.
As a supportive partner, Kenny might do everything he can to encourage his girlfriend to pursue her passions and dreams. This might involve offering her words of encouragement and motivation, helping her to make a plan or set goals, or simply being there to listen and offer emotional support.
He is patient and understanding, even when she is upset or stressed. When his girlfriend is upset or stressed, Kenny might offer a listening ear and allow her to speak without interrupting or judging her. He might be able to provide a safe and supportive space for her to express her feelings and work through her emotions, which can help her feel seen and validated.
It's possible that Kenny is very affectionate and tactile with his girlfriend, and that he enjoys expressing his love and affection through physical touch. This might mean that he is always holding her hand, giving her hugs, or kissing her on the cheek or forehead. He might also enjoy cuddling with her and being physically close, whether it's watching a movie on the couch or simply sitting together and talking.
Kenny enjoys pleasing his girlfriend and making her feel good. This might mean that he is attentive to her needs and desires and is willing to put effort into making sure she is satisfied and happy. He might be affectionate and attentive during intimacy, and he might be open to trying new things or exploring different ways of pleasing her.
Hope you enjoyed !
"If you have any suggestions for headcanon/fanfictions about Kenny Omega, ask me!"
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josiewrites · 8 months
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Intimacy
Here's a drabble no one asked for, but Malakai shaved his beard, and I'm a sucker for non-sexual intimacy.
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“Do you trust me? I looked up into the mismatched eyes of Malakai as I sat on his lap. 
“Intimately,” he said softly as he placed the straight razor in my hand. I took it in shaky fingers before swallowing hard and held it tightly. “You can do it, schatje.”
I nodded and stood, stepping into the bathroom to gather the needed other supplies. Before I could return, I felt Malakai’s strong arms around my waist. “I thought I was coming to you,” I laughed softly.
“The lighting is better in here,” he said gently before kissing my cheek, his beard tickling my skin for a final time.
“I’m going to miss that.” I turned and kissed him softly “Now are you absolutely sure?”
He nodded and smiled. “Of course, my love. I have full trust and faith in you.”
I smiled as I watched him cover his face in shaving cream before he sat, letting me be closer to his face. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves.
“Breathe, schatje. You’ll do fine.” I looked in his eyes, but all I saw was pure trust which made my heart flutter.
“Yes sir,” I said softly before kissing his forehead and opening the straight razor. The process felt like it took days, but I knew that was just my nerves. For the whole time, his hand rested supportively on my hip as I kept my breathing steady and slowly slid the razor over his skin.
“Finished,” I said as I rinsed the razor and folded it shut. I wiped his face with a towel before I allowed him to stand and look in the mirror.
“This is perfect, my love,” he said as he applied his aftershave. “Thank you, schatje.” He pulled me close and kissed me, which caused me to giggle. “Oh?”
“I just need to get used to that.”
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wardlowsbabydoll · 2 years
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Road Trip- Blackpool Combat Club
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I fucking had to use this gif lol but this includes Bryan and Regal as well
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This was Regal’s idea
He said that the factions synchronicity needed improvement
You were somewhat against it, knowing your personal space would be nonexistent for the drive
Mox had to be threatened with an ass-kicking to agree
And so did Bryan
Claudio and Yuta were the only two besides Regal to willingly agree to this adventure
You ended up taking your SUV (you were not exactly happy to be putting more miles on it)
The only person you trusted to drive your SUV was Claudio so he took it upon himself to let you relax this drive
The others didn’t take any offense to it, they knew you and Claudio were the only two who didn’t have any points on your licenses
Regal took shotgun, of course, he decided he would be the navigator
You sat right behind Regal so whenever you stopped you were able to easily escape the car
Bryan was right in the middle, he wanted to add his ten cents to the conversations up front
Yuta was sitting right behind Claudio; Mox had banished himself to the way back, still mad he had to be there
The ride at first was a comfortable silence, you were leaning on the window listening to music trying to fall asleep
But in a car with five guys you should've known sleep would be an impossible endeavor
Every time you would almost end up asleep you would suddenly be startled awake by someone poking you
After the first 5 minutes you ignored it but when it reached almost 15 minutes of poking when you were one the precipice of sleep you finally caught Mox and smacked him.
Hard.
That was the first time you had to pull over and be scolded by Regal, like a disappointed dad would his children
Eventually Mox fell asleep so you could finally get some proper rest
Before you knew it you were at the rest stop and you legs were thanking you for finally getting to stretch for a bit
When you all got back in the car it went back to being chaos, quiet never lasted long with the Blackpool Combat Club
Mox was all too content to give you and Yuta shit the whole ride whether it was poking you both when you tried to sleep, or pulling your hair, or in Yuta’s case receiving a wet Willy
When you two fought back you accidentally caught Bryan in the crossfire who then joined in on the fighting
Which in turn made Regal yell at you all, like a dad
Claudio was definitely the most patient of the pair up front but you knew he was annoyed
When you finally made it to your destination, you all were never more grateful to be out of the car and be able to get away from each other
Let's just say that there would be no more Blackpool Combat Club road trips
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windhamsrotunda · 1 year
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Doing a tiktok with Christian Cage headcannon:
Author's Note: Here is a fluffy / humorous Christian headcannon that I promised you guys as of yesterday which I didn't get to do. Apologies for the late post 🤧
Warnings: None, just pure fluff and really bad humor (finally I did a headcannon without any smut lol)
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"Christian, let's do a tiktok!" You cheerfully announced to your boyfriend, who was reading a book in the corner of the living room.
"Tiktok?" He asked, his blue eyes widening and his brows raised. "You know I'm too old to dance, I might either get made fun of or break something."
A laugh came out of you
"You are never too old to have a little fun with your girlfriend, come on, if I have faith in you, you should have faith in yourself!"
He flashed a little smile
"Okay, my dear. One tiktok won't hurt." He replied, setting his book down and walking over to you.
"Yay!" You jumped up and down in excitement, grabbing your phone and searched through tiktok dances before you and him started the video.
You clicked on a random tiktok, and showed it to him for his approval.
***insert tiktok video of Run It! by Chris Brown*** (y'all don't take me seriously 😭)
You watched his facial expression go from normal to amusing.
"y/n! Seriously? I can't bend down that far on my hands and shake my butt at the same time." He busted out laughing, "Hold on, I need a second."
You crossed your arms against your chest playfully, puffing out your bottom lip.
"Are you done laughing, Mr. Captain Charisma? I know the dance looks too silly, but we can try to do it." You suggested
"Fineee." He grinned, "anything for you, love. But promise me under one condition, you won't post it?"
"I promise. it'll be only for you and me to see."
You pressed the countdown button starting from 10 all the way down to 1.
10
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1.
*Take 1*
With Christian standing next to you, you began the dance first.
A laugh erupted out of him watching you, he attempted to bend down far to do the next step of the dance but ended up falling flat on his face.
(Poor Christian)
"Oh my God! Are you okay?"
The video stopped as soon as you asked him if he was okay.
"Yeah, told you I was gonna break something." He got up, brushing himself off with his hands and laughing it off like nothing happened.
"Take 2?"
"As long as I don't fall again, then sure, why not?"
Kissing him on the cheek, you restarted the video.
*Take 2*
Trying again, he started first.
*insert gif, pretend its Christian doing the "Run It" dance but in his version below*
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"Get it, Christian!" You applauded, following his lead.
"How did we do?" Christian asked in curiosity, rubbing the back of his neck.
Showing him the video, he was in shock.
"We... we did much better." He began to say, "at least I didn't fall again,"
You playfully slapped him on the shoulder.
"Either way, you're a great dancer." Praising your boyfriend, you planted a small kiss on his lips. "You never fail to make me smile."
"Thank you y/n," he replied, softly placing his lips onto yours. "I think you are a better dancer than I am, but all I can say is that was fun."
Smiling from ear to ear, you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him once more.
"So lucky to have a man like you in my life who can put up with my silliness."
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writtingrose · 2 years
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hello again since you answered my ask yesterday and no longer do Preston Vance can I please have the headcanon of proposing to you with a ring or necklace that are inside the bath bombs with Buddy Mathews then.
You sure can hon! I hope you like it. xx
NOTE: His real name is used once
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Y/N hummed to herself as she walked into the bedroom, completely unaware of him in the bathroom.
Instead, her mind was focused on the facetime date she thought they were about to have
As far as she knew, Buddy was still on the road after a delayed flight. He’d have to spend the night and catch a flight the next morning. 
She’d been gutted but understood, after all it wasn’t the first time a flight messed up their plans.
She checked the time on her phone before throwing it on the bed and began to strip.
 She pulled her shirt over her head as she stepped into the bathroom, facing the mirror to brush her hair.
Buddy smiled at her through the mirror from where he sat in the bath. Candles glowed and flickered on the tub and bubbles gathered around him.
She jumped as he chuckled, a hand covering her heart.
“Join me, love.” He smiled and tossed the bath bomb in his hand 
A bottle of her favorite wine sat on the side of the tub, and she couldn’t help but smile as she nodded. 
“I thought you were still in New York?”
He shook his head as he watched her clothes hit the ground piece by piece
“I wanted to surprise you.”
She laughed as she turned to step into the bath, settling with her back against his chest.
“It definitely worked.”
Buddy chuckled as he sat the bath bomb in the water before reaching for the bottle of wine.
“Have a glass with me. We’re celebrating.” 
He refrained from following the sentence with I hope as he poured two glasses. 
“Celebrating?”
Buddy nodded as she took her glass and wrapped his free hand around her.
“Need you to watch that bath bomb. Let me know when it’s all gone.”
She raised an eyebrow but nodded.
Several minutes go by as they sit in the flickering candlelight, Y/N obediently watching the bomb dissolve. All the while, Buddy is watching over her shoulder, heart thumping in his chest as the water turns a soft blue.
 Just as she opens her mouth to tell him something is floating; he reaches out to grab it.
“I know this isn’t how it’s usually done but I also know you love your baths.” He takes a deep breath as she squeezes the plastic orb in his fingers before it softly pops open. “I wanted this to be extra special.”
Y/N began to question him but stopped as the candlelight flickered off the diamond ring now held in his hand.
“I want to spend my life with you, Y/N. You’re the one constant I have, and I can’t imagine losing that.” His free hand squeezed her hip as he pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. “Marry me? Be my Mrs. Adams?”
Tears gathered in her eyes as she nodded and held her hand up shakily, letting him slide the band into place. 
“You make me so happy.”
A half laugh half sob left her throat as she turned in his arms, now straddling him before cupping his cheeks to kiss him. “You make me happy too, Matthew.“
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Could I please request Yandere Jeff Hardy? Please and thank you!
Yandere Jeff Hardy
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An: not gonna lie…. I’d let this guy kidnap me😶
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The Hardy family compound is so perfect to keep someone at
And Matt and Reby enable him so much
It’s really only a matter of time before he makes you his
No, he won’t kill. But he’s smart and makes you disappear without a trace
Tried to introduce you to your life slowly, but you escape one day
Seeing Matt in his yard you ran to him, begging him for help.
He just smiled and walked you inside, taking you to calm down with Reby
And soon enough Jeff comes in to get you
That’s when you realize you won’t get away
You’re so far from other people, and the only people near by are fine with you being kept by Jeff.
He wants to be a dad so bad
He sees how happy his brother is, and wants it for himself
Your kinda a house wife, in the sense that you don’t go to work and take care of the kids. But he doesn’t let you do any house work either.
When he’s home he takes care of you, and if he and Matt have to leave you go over to stay with Reby and the kids
You almost wonder if she’s like you, but she seems to love being married to Matt
Mats kids love you as there aunt
Jeff marries you, but he waits for you to match his fantasy.
Just his brother and his family are there, it’s out in the yard, and your dressed in a white sundress as your stomach sticks out from being pregnant
He would never punish you. In his eyes you can do no wrong.
Even when you try to run, it’s just a game! Why would you ever leave?
Buts that’s just Jeff. I can’t promise that Willow will be as forgiving….
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You Dating Tony Kahn 
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The two of you met during the pandemic. You were working at Daily’s Place and were lucky enough to be considered essential and were able to keep your job as a production assistant.
A production assistant sounds super fancy, but in reality the only thing you did was run and grab anything that production or talent needed. So while it wasn’t fancy it was fun. One day you needed to find an Alice in wonderland costume and the next day you we’re picking out all the brown m&ms in a candy bowl.
Some random day your dropped off coffee and a pastry to Tony Kahn and for the next month you always seemed to be running errands specifically for him. Tony was always very professional and super kind. Always making sure you got yourself a drink or snack when he sent you out for something.
Tony stopped you in the parking lot while you were walking to your beat up car you had since college freshman year. He asked if you were off the clock and when you said yes. He replied back “Good. I’ve been trying to get to you when we’re both not working but I always miss you. I was wondering if I could take you out to dinner one night?
You wanted to say yes so badly of course Tony was super sweet to you and working so closely with him you found out how much you had in common. Plus he was so cute and handsome. But you were nervous. You grew up in such different ways. Your mom stayed at home and your dad was a blue collar worker whose income had to support not only you and your parents but your older and younger siblings as well. Even now as an adult you went to community college and shared an apartment with 2 other friends. The idea of being with someone who had so much money made you slightly uncomfortable. Tony could see the hesitation in your eyes. “just one date and if it’s the worst date you ever had. I will never ask production to pair you up with me again.” His brown eyes made you melt and you felt yourself blush at him admitting that he purposely made it so you we working closely with him. You agreed on one date.
The first date was simple and perfect. Because it was during the worst of COVID, it was a picnic lunch at a park. Both of you knew that this wasn’t going to be only one date. So the next work day you were moved to working for producers who handled cameras and photography. You enjoyed the work, but missed Tony during the day, but of course he made sure to plan a lot of COVID safe dates.
After the 6 months of dating, the world started to open back up and Tony wanted to start treating you like his shezadi (Urdu for Princess) so he started planning more elaborate dates for you.
He eased you into it by starting at nicer restaurants and soon you were eating at michilian star restaurant. Tony rented out movie theater for dates and going to see musicals and plays.
Tony loved spoiling you with gifts. First it was little things he noticed you shown interest in while walking around town or window shopping like a book or T-shirt your eyes would linger at. Flowers and chocolate deliveries at home and work. Than he was bringing designer clothes and jewelry to surprise you with before dates. The biggest gift so far was one night after work you were walking in the parking garage to your car and where you parked was a brand new Porsche Cayenne with a big bow.
You explained to Tony how everything felt like was too much and that you felt like you weren’t contributing to the relationship. The two of you had a long talk about your feelings. Tony explained that he just enjoyed doing those things for you and that he felt that you did so much for him that was important to him. Like on the 1st date how you insisted on paying for the ice cream after the picnic. And than he loved finding the little notes you left for him to find in his car and office. After that you both felt so much better and more secure in the relationship, you two exchanged I love you for the first time.
Not too long after that you took him to your family’s house. You were nervous for him to see the little cottage you grew up in but Tony fit right in with your siblings, charmed your mom, and despite being a little scarred of your dad made a great impression. When Tony brought you to his family’s house (okay it was mansion),you were shaking until Tony grabbed your hand. By the end of the night you didn’t know why you were so nervous and was hoping to see everyone sooner than later.
The most amazing surprise (besides finding and falling in love with Tony) was when he surprised you with a vacation. You two planned a trip to Greece, but you let Tony take over all the details. He went all out a private plane, secluded villa, exclusive restaurant. the feeling of being overwhelmed was starting to take over especially since the only vacation you took was to Georgia during the summer to visit your aunt every summer as a kid. Than Tony would take your hand and the anxiety would disappear.
On the last night in Greece Tony had the villa decorated with flowers, candles, and chilled champagne while at dinner. A 3 person string quartet played while he asked you to marry him.
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bullet-clubs-bitch · 11 days
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Can you please write an Kenny Omega X Fem Reader Story(smuty/flirty), Reader is the younger sister (by 10 years) of Matthew and Nicholas. Reader and Kenny always flirts and teases each other because they have an thing for each other but Matt and Nick are the overprotective big brothers and don't let them alone together, but on one night reader sneaks out of her hotelroom and to Kenny's and they start to make out and ending up having passionate sex
No one has to know
Kenny Omega X young bucks sister reader
@saramusazzi99 @swaggybae asked to be tagged :)
Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, unprotected sex
Kenny Omega Masterlist Main Masterlist (word count 2k)
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I was getting tired of the games Matthew and Nicholas were playing. I get that they were my older brothers and they only wanted ‘what’s best for me’ but what they claimed was best for me was complete BS. It’s no secret that Kenny and I have feelings for each other. Everybody knew about it, the sexual tension between the two of us was deadly. Despite everyone thinking we fucked I have never even got the chance to kiss that gorgeous man. Why? That’s because for years my brothers have done everything in their power to keep the two of us apart. They even went as far as hiring a private investigator to follow me around to make sure Kenny and I didn’t have a secret relationship going on. I don’t think Matt and Nick even understand all the harm this is causing. All I wanted was Kenny and all he wanted was me. Keeping us apart was just making us fall harder in love with each other. It’s hard seeing all of my friends get married and have kids knowing I probably won’t get to experience that due to my stupid brothers. I tried to date other people, I tried to accept it and move on but I couldn't. No one came close to Kenny. Everything about him was perfect, I loved every inch of him. He was the love of my life and I knew I wouldn’t give up on him, I wouldn’t give up on us. 
Kenny’s pov
Ever since I turned 40 I have looked at life differently. I never wanted to get married or have kids. I didn’t even like the idea of being in a relationship. Wrestling was always my number one priority. That was until I started developing these feelings for Y/n. I’ve known Y/n for as long as I can remember. She was the little sister to two of my best friends Matthew and Nicholas Jackson. I don’t know when I developed these feelings for Y/n, one day I just woke up and I realized I was in love with her. Sure she was younger than me, almost 12 years to be exact but neither of us seemed to mind the age gap. She was gorgeous, whenever she entered a room everyone turned, everyone smiled. She just had the aura that made everyone want to get to know her. I know she hated it, she was oblivious to the fact that everyone was head over heels in love with her. I remember her telling me she hated all the attention, how she wished she could hide and have five minutes to herself for once in her life. I always made sure to keep an eye on her, I wanted to keep her safe from all the weirdos who dared to lay eyes on her. I was always jealous of how I couldn't have her. Matt and Nick won’t allow us to be alone in the same room together. I understood that they were protective of their little sister but come on. I think I was the best fit for Y/n. No one would keep her safe and love her forever like I would. 
Although this back-and-forth flirty game of us not being able to get to first base has been happening for years the moment I turned forty I decided now was enough. I was done playing games. I was tired of all of this. I didn’t want to give up on us but something had to change. 
That night when I got to the arena the first thing I did was march into The Bucks office. I slammed the door and began letting out all my pent-up anger from over the years. “You two realize that you are ruining Y/n’s life right? You claim to know what’s best for her but the truth is you won’t accept what’s truly best for her. Or should I say who’s best for her? I’m sick of the two of you getting involved with Y/n and I. You know I would do fucking anything for her. You know that I would make sure nothing bad ever happened to her. I would love her to death. Tell me again why is it that the two of us are forbidden again? Is it because I’m your best friend and she’s your sister? I’m the best one for Y/n and you know it! You’re telling me you don’t even care that guys like Adam Cole and CM Punk are literally obsessed with her! You would rather have your sister go out with someone like PUNK, you know the guy we all got in a fight with and fired, over ME!!!!” I didn’t even know what I was yelling about. I just kept on screaming. Matt and Nick did nothing, they just sat there and let me get everything out. 
“I’m sorry Kenny but it’s still a no. I’ll admit you’re a great guy and all but I won’t let this happen-” I cut Matt off before he could finish his sentence. “You do realize she hates you right? I can’t blame her, you guys are literally out of your minds! Y/n is a grown-ass woman, I think she is capable of deciding who she dates!” I still don’t get why I can’t be with Y/n. Did they think I wasn’t good enough for her? Me? Really? Have you seen the other guys who are after her??
Just as Matt and I were in the middle of a screaming contest Y/n walked into the room. “Well look who it is!” I told Matt “I think Y/n should decide whether she wants to go out with me or not!” “You know I want to go out with you Kenny. You know I feel the same way about you that you do for me” she told me “See!” I told them, still they wouldn't buy it. 
“I don’t care about what either of you says, you will not get my blessing!” Matt yelled, 
“I hate you!” Yelled Y/n before she stormed out of the room. Nick called after her “Don’t go too far, you have a match tonight!” 
That night I liedy in my hotel room alone once again. I hated this, I hated everything about this. The Bucks didn’t approve of this relationship but never told us why. Just then I heard a faint knock on my hotel room door. I looked at the time and was curious on who would be at the door at this hour. To my surprise I found Y/n standing there wrapped around in a hotel robe. I quickly pulled her inside, locking the door behind me before asking “What are you doing?” 
“You know exactly what I’m doing. I’m going insane without you. I need you, I need you so bad” The look in Y/n’s eyes was one of pure desire and lust. She knew what she was doing. 
She let the bulky hotel robe hit the floor, revealing a black silk robe. I knew what that meant. She pulled me close as she began to passionately kiss me. All of this felt so wrong but so right. I had waited years for this moment, there was no way I would let it slip through my fingers. I kissed her back with such passion I didn’t know I had. 
We took our time with everything. This was our first time together, we wanted to savor every moment in case it didn’t happen ever again. I carefully removed her silk robe to reveal a gorgeous black lace lingerie set. “I don’t deserve all this,” I told her as I blushed. “Yes you do, I wanted to do something special” She replied. 
We were tangled in each other, fighting for dominance. I found myself lost in the moment, oblivious to what was going on around me. I had Y/n pinned underneath me. I kissed and nipped my way up and down her body before ending above her navel. Just before I was about to go any further I felt as if reality set in. “Shit” I whispered to myself. “What? What happened?” Y/n called out. “Give me a second, I need to find a con-” Y/n cut me off “I don’t want that,” she said. “What?” I replied shocked, “I was hoping you would get me pregnant tonight” I froze at her words, I didn’t know how to respond. “What do you mean by that?” “You do realize if I was pregnant with your child they wouldn’t keep us apart right? They hate us together but would hate us even more if we had a child out of wedlock. They would force us to be together after that”
 She had a point. Didn’t know if I was ready for a kid right now but I was too turned on to care. “Fuck it” 
I can’t explain how I felt. I just felt at peace, I felt like I had found my home. I felt safe inside her. It was like I found the missing puzzle piece. The two of us fit perfectly. I had never made love with such passion and love. It was emotional, tears were shed. Not tears of pleasure or pain but tears of overwhelment. Everything we waited for was finally happening. I still couldn't believe this was happening. “I love you Kenny” Y/n whispered as we met each other’s thrusts, our fingers intertwined with each other’s. “I love you too Y/n, more than you could imagine” I responded. 
My body was on fire, all my senses were overstimulated. I was close and so was Y/n. “Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you want me to fuck a baby into you?” “Please, I never wanted anything so bad” If that wasn’t the confirmation I needed Y/n wrapped her legs around my waist. Forcing me closer into her. 
I continued to fuck us both through our orgasms. I’ll admit I had never cum so hard in my life. I could feel my load paint her walls, filling her up to the brim. I collapsed on her chest as the both of us tried to catch our breath. After a while I carefully pulled out of her, making sure not a drop of my cum spilled out of her. “What are you doing?” Y/n asked giggling as I carefully lifted her legs above her head. “We can’t afford to waste a single drop if you want to carry my baby”
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plentyoffandoms · 2 months
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Main Masterlist ♡ Christian Cage Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist ♡ Chuck Taylor Masterlist ♡ Adam Copeland Masterlist
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Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Warnings: reader getting hurt.
Gifs & photos do not belong to me.
Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.
WC: 828
Jay - Christian Cage ☆ Stephon - Swerve Strickland ☆ Dustin - Chuck Taylor
𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓒𝓪𝓰𝓮
Jay still couldn't believe that happened.
One second, you were standing behind him, outside the ring, the next second, you were flying back against the barriers.
You didn't have enough time to brace yourself.
You hit your back at an odd angle, and you laid on the floor, not moving, groaning in obvious pain.
Jay ran to your side, just as the Doc got there.
You were looked over and got taken out on a stretcher.
Jay rushing beside the stretcher, not caring at this moment that this was a Championship Title Match.
His main concern was you, and only you.
You were taken to the nearest hospital and had tears done, Jay by your side the whole entire time.
Emergency surgery.
Jay didn't leave your side until he finally had to let go of your hand.
He took a seat in the waiting room.
He was going over what happened in his mind, over and over again.
Trying to see what went wrong.
If he did anything wrong.
His name was called, as the doctor came out to let him know what your diagnosis was.
Central cord syndrome, which is an incomplete Spinal Cord Injury.
Jay took time off of work to help you with rehab.
He moved you into his home, knowing that this was the best place for you.
He was there every step of the way.
𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭
Stephon felt sick to his stomach as he watched Joe land on top of you.
Even Joe was stunned as he quickly got off of you.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
You were supposed to push Stephon to the side and then take a few steps back.
But something happened, with Joe jumping too far, or you did step back far enough.
You went down like a sack of potatoes, and even Stephon could hear from where he was standing that something broke, and you scream out in pain.
Stephon only saw red as he full on decked Joe on the face before turning to you.
Stephon looked you over, as did Bryce the ref, and saw that your ankle was swelling, but also at a weird angle.
Stephon helped you out of the ring and up the ramp, as you insisted that you didn't need a stretcher.
Even with Stephon insisting on a stretcher.
You finally listened when you were told by the medical team that you needed some imaging down and were taken to the hospital.
Stephon sadly had to stay back to deal with him punching Joe in the face.
Which resulted in a suspension for a month.
But Stephon didn't care.
Stephon got to the hospital just when you were coming out the doors, with crutches and with a boot on.
"No surgery. It is just a posterior malleolus fracture."
Stephon breathed a sigh of relief as he helped you into his car.
𝓒𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓣𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓸𝓻
Dustin didn't see you get hit.
He was busy dealing with Matt, and his back was turned.
Matt indicated for Dustin to turn around, and Dustin did, knowing that this wasn't some type of trick.
He saw your face first on the ground, with thumb tacks all in your body, and Mike standing next to you.
Mike was supposed to bring Dustin down, and he was supposed to land in the thumb tacks, as they all know you do not work with them IF you can help it.
You looked up, and Dustin all most threw up. Your whole face was just covered in thumb tacks.
The match was considered a draw, as he helped rush you to back.
The medical team working to try and get them all out.
But Dustin didn't leave your side, as he held your hand the whole entire time.
Got you drinks, and made sure you stayed hydrated.
Mike and Matt tried to come by to see if you were okay, but Dustin didn't let them through.
"Give it a few days, and I will see if they want to see you."
Once Dustin sat down next to you, you squeezed his hand as to thank him.
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𝓐𝓭𝓪𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭
Adam was pissed when he saw that you had thrown the table instead of him.
He knew that Jay didn't mean to, but Adam also knew that Jay would do anything to keep that stupid title, and that means using you to get to him.
Adam looked at you, and you gave him the thumbs up, indicating that you were okay.
So Adam knew he had the all clear to go after Jay.
Jay didn't know what hit him.
Adam lifted him in the air by the scuff of his turtleneck, and Jay was even scared for a moment, never seeing his best friend act like this with him.
Jay knew he fucked up the moment Adam flung him across the ring.
You stood off to the side, refusing to leave as you watched Adam become the new champion.
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daddyhausen · 1 year
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I loved the Daniel Garcia young dad headcanon so maybe a Hook one please? 🥺
• young dad headcannons — hook •
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{ warnings } — mentions of teen pregnancy
{ word count } — 424
{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook
{ genre } — fluff
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it all happened so fast
and the both of you were still so young
months away from eighteen and the prospects of parenthood already dawning on you
you must admit the tears you cried when you found out you were pregnant were not that of joy
you had spent an hour or so in the bathroom that morning
worrying about how your parents would react
how they would think you’ve essentially ruined your life
more importantly, you dreaded what tyler would think
you were reluctant to come clean at first
for he had hopes and dreams that had nothing to do with parenthood
admittedly he was shocked when you told him, although the prospect of becoming a father sent him over the moon with joy
much the same when you told his parents, his father especially who delighted in the thought of becoming a grandfather
even lecturing his son about doing right by you and putting a ring on your finger as soon as he could
your parents had differing opinions on the topic
your father seemed hesitant but was overall accepting
your mother however, having been in the same position when she was your age, thought that going down the same route would be a huge mistake
tyler spent every waking moment taking care of your throughout your pregnancy
making sure you would not need to do so much as lift a finger
at nights he’d hold you close, keeping a secure hand on your growing baby bump
some times even talking to it as if your child was already with you
you must say that the duration of your pregnancy was not exactly smooth sailing
there were a couple of scares here and there but nothing out of the ordinary
those nine months flew by fast and you soon held your baby boy in your arms
he was definitely a spitting image of tyler
from the warm hazel irises to the light honey-brown tufts of curls
his son was his pride and he would take him everywhere
tyler was always very stone faced but as soon as he saw your son, his eyes would light up instantly
his smile grew wide with joy as he engulfed the little boy in his arms
he frequently expresses how he would like to have more kids eventually
stating that your son deserves a little sibling to play with
if it were up to tyler he’d already have three more children at this rate.
the baby fever got to him more than it did to you
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moxleys-whore · 8 months
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Desperation
Warnings: mention of blood and injury, suggesting tones
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You should have been used to it by now, but your breath still caught in your throat every time Darby took a particularly rough bump. Worrying for his body as well as his future, knowing that wrestling means everything to him.
Pacing backstage, waiting for your lover to come through the curtain. Wanting to be the first person to get to him so you can drag him to medical. After what felt like years, but was really a few minutes, a pale figure comes through the curtain. His eyes meet yours, a loving but slightly pained look. Words are not spoken as he makes his way to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and burying his head in your neck. As you wrapped your arms around him, letting one hand run through his hair, he mumbles into your neck, "Take care of me, please.".
Pulling back to look in his eyes, telling him softly, "You need to be checked out.", his eyes drop slightly at that. He nods his head, agreeing to get checked out by the medical staff.
Walking down the hall, hand in hand, you can see Darby fidgeting a lot out of the corner of your eye. Looking at his face you can see a storm of thought behind his eyes. You want to ask what's wrong but before you even get the chance to speak, you arrive at the door to the impromptu medical room for the night.
"Do you want me to go in with you?" You softly question him. He shakes his head no before pecking your lips and walking in to the room. Leaving you to stew in your thoughts alone. You walk the hall and make your way to Darbys locker room. Since you didn't have a match tonight you stayed in his locker room. Sitting on the small couch pressed against the wall, you think back on anything that may have upset your lover. When nothing comes to mind you re play his match in your head. Everything went as planned, not being able to understand what may upset him, you decide to ask him. Your thoughts are interrupted by the locker room door opening. In walks Darby with his back taped up. You stand to check on him, walking over to his form you run your hands along his sides, lightly cupping his jaw in one hand.
"You okay baby?", you question him softly, looking into his eyes.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just sore, doc said I'm fine."
He wraps his arms around your waist, leaning his head onto your shoulder, mumbling something you couldn't make out.
"What was that?"
"Take care of me, please"
No words are spoken as he packs up, opting to hand you the keys to the rental. The two of you walk out of the building, getting into the car, Darby throws his bag into the back before sitting in the passenger seat. Still no words are spoken as you begin the drive back to the hotel. Darby is still fidgeting a bit so as a way to comfort him, you place your hand on his thigh. Though, you don't miss the way his hips slightly buck. Looking over at him you see him cover his face, not fast enough though as you can see a deep red painting his cheeks all the way down to his shoulders. Now you know why he was so fidgety and quiet, he's needy. Despite his match not even an hour ago its evident that he doesn't plan on resting anytime soon. Giving his thigh a light squeeze he let's out a pleading, whimper noise. The rest of the ride is filled with Darbys heaving breathing.
Arriving at the hotel, Darby gets out of the car with a sense of urgency. He grabs your hand and practically pulls you into the elevator, immediately pulling you close and connecting your lips to his. The kiss is filled with desperation and neediness. You use one hand to grab the back of his neck and pull him impossibly closer. Only pulling apart when the elevator doors open and Darby all but runs to the room you and him are sharing. The moment the door opens you push him inside and against the door. His face still has some paint on it and there's dried blood on his chest, but that doesn't stop either of you from a heated make out session.
Kissing your way down to his neck, you hear his breath hitch and his hands grip you tighter.
"Please.. please I need you."
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jadereylove · 1 year
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"WHAT KENNY LOVES MOST ABOUT HIS GIRLFRIEND"
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Her smile - Kenny is captivated by his girlfriend's smile. It is radiant and full of warmth, and it has the power to light up a room and bring joy to those around her. He loves the way it crinkles the corners of her eyes and the way it makes him feel when she smiles at him. He finds it to be one of the most attractive and endearing things about her and can't help but smile back whenever he sees it.
Her sense of humor - Kenny's girlfriend has a great sense of humor that always brings a smile to his face. She has a knack for finding the humor in any situation and can always make him laugh with her quick wit and clever jokes. He loves the way she can lighten the mood and bring joy to those around her, and he finds himself laughing more when he's with her. He enjoys being around her because she has a way of making him feel happy and carefree, and he values the way she brings joy and laughter into his life.
Her passion for video games - Kenny's girlfriend shares his passion for video games and he loves that they can bond over this common interest. When they play together, he is able to see a different side of her and to share in her enthusiasm for the game. He admires the way she fully engages with the game, giving it her all and becoming completely immersed in it. He finds her dedication and determination to be inspiring and he enjoys the way she is able to lose herself in the game. They have a great time playing together and Kenny loves the way they are able to connect and bond over their shared love of video games.
Her inner beauty - Kenny is deeply touched by his girlfriend's inner beauty. He sees it in the way she treats others with kindness and respect, in the way she is always willing to lend a helping hand, and in the way she approaches life with a positive attitude. He sees her inner beauty in the way she is able to find the good in others and in the way she is able to forgive and move on from any hurt or pain. He loves the way her inner beauty shines through in everything she does and he finds it to be one of the most attractive and endearing things about her.
Her intelligence - He finds her sharp and curious mind to be fascinating, and he enjoys discussing a wide range of topics with her. He values her insights and perspectives and he finds that he is always learning something new when he is around her.
Her hair - e finds it to be one of her most attractive features and he enjoys running his fingers through it. He loves the way it feels soft and silky and he loves the way it smells. He appreciates the time and effort she puts into taking care of her hair and he loves the way it looks when it is styled and well-maintained.
Her sensitivity - He sees it in the way she is able to understand and relate to the feelings of others, in the way she is able to empathize with their struggles, and in the way she is able to offer comfort and support. He values her ability to be open and vulnerable with him and he appreciates the way she is able to show her emotions sincerely. He finds her sensitivity to be one of her most endearing qualities and he loves the way it makes him feel closer to her. He knows that she is someone he can always turn to when he needs a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on, and he is grateful for her sensitivity and understanding.
Her eyes - He loves the way they sparkle and shine, and he finds them to be full of warmth and kindness. He finds her eyes to be expressive and soulful, and he loves the way they reveal her thoughts and emotions. He appreciates the way her eyes convey her inner beauty and he loves the way they light up when she smiles. He finds her eyes to be one of her most distinguishing features and he loves the way they add to her natural beauty.
Her height – She’s small …very small. He finds her size to be perfectly proportioned to his own and he loves the way they fit together. He enjoys the way her petite frame makes him feel protective and he loves the way she looks up at him with her big, beautiful eyes. He finds her size to be just right and he loves the way it adds to her natural charm and femininity. He finds her height to be the perfect complement to his own and he loves the way it balances out their differences.
Her butt - He loves the way it looks in tight clothing and he finds it to be perfectly proportioned to her petite frame. Kenny also loves the way his girlfriend's butt feels when he touches it. He finds it to be soft and smooth, and he loves the way it feels when he runs his hands over it. He enjoys the way it feels when he hugs her from behind and he loves the way it fits against his own body. He loves the way it looks in tight jeans and he finds it to be one of the sexiest parts of her body when she is wearing a skirt or dress. He also enjoys the way it looks in workout clothes and he finds it to be very motivating when they are working out together.
Hope you enjoyed !
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josiewrites · 5 months
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Red with Desire
This was before Full Gear, but I'm only just now posting it.
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I sighed as I looked around the crypt. There was no way that psychic was correct. Because, according to her, the man I was destined to be with has been dead for over a hundred years.
“I’m an idiot,” I sighed as I turned to leave the crypt, but stopped as something sharp cut across my skin. Looking down, I saw a thin red line of blood across my arm beginning to trickle down. “Just great,” I muttered as I tried to cover the scratch.
A creak sounded behind me, but I saw nothing as I turned. “Of course not,” I said, shaking my head. “It’s an old crypt, of course it makes noise.”
Turning back towards the door, I started back towards it when something grabbed my wrist. Before I could react, My back was pinned to the wall by a tall silver-haired man. His hazel eyes looked down at me as his other hand wiped along my arm, collecting my blood on his fingertips. “What are you…?” Before I could finish my question, he brought the crimson covered digits to his lips, a pink tongue darting out to taste my blood.
Once he cleaned my blood off his fingers, I saw him shudder as a smile crept across his lips. “Beloved,” he growled, a British accent coloring his words. The way he said it made my stomach flutter, and his face came close to my neck. Before I could stop him, his lips were on my skin, and I could feel his teeth sinking into my throat. Once his fangs sunk in, I felt my pulse pound, the sensation mirrored between my legs.
My blood flowed into his mouth, and a moan slipped out from between my lips. Goosebumps rose across my skin, and I felt my nipples stiffen under my shirt. I knew rationally I should’ve been terrified, but all I could feel was the pleasure from his fangs and the wetness in my underwear.
He moaned against my skin, and I couldn’t help my body’s reaction. As he pulled his fangs away, I felt the coil inside me snap, and I moaned as his essence soaked me. 
He pulled his face to mine as he wiped my blood from his mouth. “Thank you, pet.” His lips pressed to mine, and I could taste my blood on his tongue. His lips felt natural on mine, and I finally understood what the psychic meant.
“Are you…Kip Sabian?”
He smiled, and my heart fluttered. “I am,” he purred, “and you are mine.” It wasn’t a question, as though he knew without a shadow of a doubt. And judging by my heart and body’s reaction, he was right.
“I am. I was told you were my destined partner.” I looked into those hazel eyes and felt myself falling into them. “But I thought you were dead.”
He smiled, those fangs glinting in the moonlight. “You brought me from my slumber. Your blood called to me, and I’m finally free.” His lips touched my neck, right where the bite was. “Thank you, beloved.” His hands moved to my hips, and my skin felt like fire.
“Kip…” His name fell from my lips like a lost prayer, the feeling perfect in my mouth.
“Hush now, pet,” he whispered. “We have all night.”
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wardlowsbabydoll · 2 years
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Hi. Can I get a fluffy smut Wheeler Yuta fic or headcanon, with fm reader, please ❤️🔥
Of course! i hope you enjoy it!
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Yuta was a very passionate lover
That was no secret
If anything, the hickeys that constantly adorned your neck proved it
And the way he accompanied you to all of your matches and cheered you for your victories and picked you up when you lost, had endeared you both to the fans
But we aren't here to talk about too much of the fluffy stuff are we
At the beginning of the sexual aspect of your relationship, you were a bit vanilla
The first time you asked him to be a bit rougher he was very hesitant
Every five minutes he was asking if you were okay
The second time he was much more confident
When he figured out that you loved being praised, believe me you received a lot of praise from him
Missionary was usually your go to but you figured out that you also enjoyed riding him
It allowed you to feel him much deeper inside you
He loves to rest his hand around your neck and you find it very grounding
When he wants to push your pleasure he will gently squeeze your neck and it’s game over
Edging and teasing aren’t really a thing with you two (unless you were being punished)
Had others been invited into the sanctity of the bedroom with you both? Absolutely
Afterwards did Wheeler remind you that you were only his? Without question
This. Man. LOVES. When. You. Sit. On. His. Face
Like he tells you that he wants to die between your thighs
He’s much more into giving head then receiving it, but won’t say no if you’re offering
The breeding kink was a discovery for both of you
That’s all that needs to be said on that one lol
During aftercare he is kind of relaxed
If there’s any cum anywhere he’ll usually clean that up but after that you two usually just slept
After napping you’ll usually take a shower together and then go eat something
Sometimes Wheeler will bring snacks into the room after and you’ll eat before you crash
Poor Jon, half the time he walks in on you both in a hotel room in your post sex haze
He always mutters about getting his own room but never does
You and Wheeler laugh him off before continuing with your usual aftercare
I mean if he was really annoyed by it he would get his own room
Right?
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730skull · 1 year
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hooks not an asshole on Purpose he’s just awkward as fuck guys Guys listen to me listen guys hear me out LISTEN
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