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samijey · 2 days
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Drew has done nothing wrong in his life ever (WWELive: Belfast)
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sir.....i know what you are
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mrawkweird · 1 day
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Drew always got time to hear people talking shit.
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madhatterbri · 3 days
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Control | D.M.
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Summary: History AU. An arranged marriage to unite two countries. They still infuriate each other, and she embarrasses him in front of other country's diplomats. He has to remind her who is in control.
@theworldofotps @plentyoffandoms
The servants around the castle smiled at their newly wedded king. A few months ago, King Drew married a princess from another country. While they had a rough marital start, things were finally settling down. Or so it would seem.
King Drew smiled back at his loyal subjects. His wife, the queen, followed behind him with her head hung low. She maintained a steady pace to keep up with him. The anger her "dear" husband had for her was nothing she had ever experienced before. She didn't want to try her luck with him anymore today.
"Guards, make sure no one is to disturb me and my queen. It seems she needs to be taught another lesson," Drew ordered two of his most trusted guards. The two guards nodded and bowed their heads. Y/N blushed yet didn't say anything.
Her husband opened the door and closed it behind them once they were in his room. She pressed her back against the door. The two guards situated themselves on either side of the door. They could hear anything that happened inside the room.
"Come," he ordered and curled his index finger his way. Slow and unsteady steps carried her to him. He hoisted her up bridal style. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Drew placed her down in front of his favorite wooden chair.
The chair was adorned with antlers at the top. The rest covered in deer fur. The chair sat by the fireplace so he could read at night. He laid his legs on one of the handles and rested his arms behind his head.
"Strip," he ordered. Her eyes bugged out in shock at his command. Drew rolled his eyes. All her antics this morning in front of the diplomats from other countries. His queen should be happy she wasn't in the dungeons.
His patience grew thin when his woman didn't move a muscle. His eyes furrowed when he realized she thought she could get out of this. He changed his position on the chair. His elbows are now over his knees. His back was arched. He looked ready to pounce.
"Have your ears stopped working, my queen Y/N?" He asked. She gulped and shook her head. Her hands grabbed her green dress and slid it over her head. The dress crumpled to the floor next to her.
Never before had he humiliated her like this. She swore she could hear the guards outside snickering. Her cheeks reddened at what they were going to tell the rest of the castle inhabitants.
Drew stood up from his chair and circled her. He would never grow tired of her beauty. She held her breath as he stalked her. He pressed himself behind her. Y/N gasped upon feeling his excitement for her.
He grabbed her bare sides and turned her so she was facing the full-length mirror. He moved her hair to the side. His lips caressed the shell of her ear.
"You are going to bend over that chair and thank me for every lash of my belt that I haven't thrown you in the dungeons. Go," he ordered.
Y/N scurried to the chair and bent over. The king moved the mirror to face her. She looked away, not wanting to accept the lewd position she was currently in. He stripped in front of her. The belt held firmly in hand as he stood before her in all his glory. He walked behind her.
"Don't be shy," he chuckled and cracked the belt over her ass. She jerked forward and whined. The punishment wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. He must have had more ideas for her. Y/N thanked him and continued to thank him nine more times.
Drew threw the belt on the ground. His hands rubbed her ass. A series of hisses let her king know that the punishment was well received. He walked away from her.
"Sit on the king's chair, my queen," he ordered. She slowly stood up and tried to remain composed. The scene felt humiliating to her and she hoped it would end soon.
She bit her lip as her sore bottom hit the chair. Drew smiled as she tried to act like she wasn't bothered by all of this. Tears pricked in her eyes. The sting turned into a sore and throbbing ache.
"Comfortable?" He asked, which earned him a glare. His queen watched him carefully. His thumbs slid between his muscular body and the waist band of his kilt. Slowly, he lowered his kilt until it pooled around his feet. He stepped out of them.
"My queen Y/N, you are quite the talker, aren't you?" He asked, remembering all the words that fell from her mouth earlier. Y/N knew where this was going. The way he towered over her in all his glory. She looked away, yet Drew made her watch him. "Does my body no longer please you?"
She inhaled and gulped. Her eyes met his. "I meant no insult, my king,"
His hand gripped her cheeks. His thumb rubbed her bottom lip down slowly. The heat from the fireplace and seeing her like this made him almost melt. Drew cleared his throat.
"I believe your mouth has a better use for me besides pissing me off," he told her and gripped the back of her hair. The order was understood loud and clear. She licked his head softly. He grunted and shifted his hips yet remained still.
"Yes, my king," she answered and wrapped her lips around him. He slid himself in slowly before controlling her head. His breathy pants filled the room. Y/N placed her hands on his waist. A couple of times, he purposely slid too far into make her gag. A treat for the guards, no doubt.
"Such a good girl," he complimented. "A good queen to her king and her people,"
Their eyes met as he continued to compliment her. His words were nothing to the lust and need in his eyes. The time was coming when he had to have her. A simple tug of her hair, and they separated briefly. His cock glistened in the fire's glow.
He dropped to his knees. His strong hands grabbed the back of her legs and placed them on his shoulders. His face was buried between her legs. Her inner thighs felt the roughness of his beard.
"My king?" She questioned yet gripped the arms of the throne. His tongue worked her licking and sucking on every part that he knew would get a reaction. All a part of her punishment, she was sure. The guards no doubt enjoyed hearing their queen mew like a common whore.
He pulled away once he was satisfied with her wetness. Drew kissed her inner thighs. Her legs fell to the floor from his shoulders. He grabbed her hips and rolled her on her stomach. She moved her arms to prop herself up. Her legs were separated as he loomed behind her.
"You will not hide your shame, my darling. Look at the mirror as I take you. Your king commands it,"
"Yes, my king,"
Y/N slowly turned to look at the lewd reflection in the mirror. Her body was red and sweaty from her punishment. He placed his cock at her entrance and pushed forward. Drew gripped her hips to force him back on each thrust. Her eyes never left the mirror.
Something inside of him awoken when he heard her soft cries of pleasure. He pulled out of her and grabbed her arms. Drew held her wrists behind her. Her breasts flattened against the throne.
He placed a foot on the chair for better leverage and started thrusting inside of her once more. Her moans grew louder as the sound of skin on skin contact sounded in the room. His hips smacked her ass with each thrust.
"I knew my queen just needed a good fucking," he grunted while hearing her. Drew had never taken her like this. Her walls clenched around him greedily. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
"Y-yes, my king," she whined. His thrusts started to grow sloppy. He called for his wife a few times. He remained still inside of her as his seed poured out. Her walls milked him as she experienced her own orgasm. After a few moments to catch his breath, he let her wrists go. Drew slowly pulled out.
Y/N slowly stood up. Her back rested against him.
"Let's get you to bed," he hummed and picked her up bridal style. Drew laid her down gently before making his way to his side. He laid under the covers and dragged his queen towards him. Her head rested on his shoulder. Soft kisses were placed on her forehead. He rubbed her back until she fell into a peaceful sleep.
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dilf-in-peril · 1 day
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"I may have gotten carried away, I may have gotten a little freaky on the table." - Drew McIntyre
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thlayli-ra · 1 day
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A Scottish warrior and his Irish princess. Is this something?
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luchorgasm · 2 days
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Something I thought about the two main world championships for the men was that was Seth was distracted by Cody & Roman, Drew was distracted by Punk, & Roman was distracted by Seth. But the only one who was focused when it counted was Cody.
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milesworld96 · 4 hours
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AEW & WWE X TEXT POSTS AGAIN🤯🤯🤯
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alphaaacademy · 1 day
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ambreignsfan4life · 2 days
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Your Month, Your Tag Team Partner (Male)
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rickrude · 2 days
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freakin-nightmare · 23 hours
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mrawkweird · 1 day
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Raw'ing it up with the Banger Bros.
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theautisticcentre · 2 days
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Jennifer is a wrestling fan because of them and I'm kissing her about it rn
@punkeropercyjackson (I know I'm the only one in our group that's a real wrestling fan but I know you love Jennifer and POC love so here. Oh also Sami and Kevin are Canadian, Becky's Irish, Drew's Scottish, and Asuka is Japanese 😃)
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samijey · 16 days
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Seth & Drew breaking character for a wholesome moment (Wrestlemania XL)
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magnoliacharmed · 14 days
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raw, april 8 2024
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