#hangman adam page fic

[that-one-gay-aew-enthusiast]

'𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚖𝚊𝚗' 𝙰𝚍𝚊𝚖 𝙿𝚊𝚐𝚎 - 𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

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Warnings - smut, punishment, use of vibrator, oral {fem recieving}, bondage, brat taming, degradtion overstimualtion, forced oragasm, multiple fem orgasm, vaginal sex, cowgirl, unprotected sex , dumbification, spit play, rough sex , cockwarming

Word count - 1.4k

Genre - Smut

Pairings - Fem!Reader x Husband!Hangman

Summary - Your glasses reveal a little bit too much to your husband

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You and Adam had been for about a month, yet he had only fucked you a few times. You thought it was rather odd for him but didn't mention it to him. However the absense of sex began to build up a little bit too much, so there was no surpirse when one night you decided to push your luck and see what kind of things you could away with round adam.

A few days before adam was due to fly off again, you were both sitting on the couch silently. Adam was watching some old cowboy film, and you were just sitting at the other end of the couch facing him ,meaning he couldn't see what was on the screen of your phone. Not that he paid any attention to what you were currently doing anyway, but he just assumed you were looking at new clothes or scrolling through social media. Little did he know, for the past half an hour you had been reading fanfictions about him. Every dirty detail you read sent a pulse to your heat ,eventually making you clench your thighs slightly. This did not go unoticed by adam, however, and he glanced at your face and was about to ask if you were alright before something stopped him.

Unfortunately for you, right as Adam looked at your face, he caught a glimpse of the title "Hangman Adam Page - Riding the cowboy" in big black letters through the reflection of your glasses. Adam raised his eyebrows before turning his head to look at the tv. You still had not noticed that you'd been caught. "Watcha up to darling?" You looked up from your phone and quite confidently said,"Just chatting to some of the girls." Adam smiled and nodded before snatching the phone from your hand and gripping your neck when you tried to grab it back. "I don't think you are doll, i think you're being a dirty girl and reading something about you already have.

Your eyes widened, and you went silent, you cheeks flushing immediately. Adam smirked and moved his hand from your throat to your jaw. He squeezed your cheeks, making your lips pout. "Doll, i think you need a punishment for this. Maybe something just a little bit worse than your punishment for touching yourself, hmm?" You shook your head, but it was no use, Adam had already made up his mind.

Soon enough, you were being carried over adams shoulder up to the bedroom before he dropped you down onto the bed. He then proceeded to unbutton and open his shirt, and grab some rope from the bedside drawers. As he did, you stripped yourself down to your panties and bra. Adam tied your wrists and ankles to the bedposts, ensuring they weren't too tight, still showing his loving side, even if he was about to give you multiple mind-numbing orgasms.

"So, doll, wanna tell me why you reading that while i was sat right next to you?" You smirked up at him before smuggly stating,"Needed something that actually impressed me, unlike the real thing." Adam simply raised an eyebrow and nodded his head. "Alright then, if you dont think my cock makes you that intrested maybe ill make you cum another way."

Adam then reached over and grabbed a vibrator wand from the bedside drawer and looked you dead in the eye. "And your not gonna stop cumming until im impressed with your pathetic cunt ,am i understood." You smirked and scoffed. "Sure, Adam." You gave a small hiss when he suddenly landed a harsh smack to your thigh before calmly repeating,"Am. I. Understood." You nodded slightly more obdiently. "Yes, Daddy." He smiled slightly at the name before ripping the waist band of your panties and pulling them off.

Adam turned the wand onto the lowest setting before pressing and holding it agaisnt your clit. You made no noise yet, only bit your lip as Adam grinned at the sight of your folds. "Looks like that little fanfiction got you all wet didn't it ,whore." You rolled your eyes "Wetter than you've ever actually gotten me." Adam sighed. "Alright we are still doing that are we? Fine suit yourself." Suddenly the vibrations got much more intense ,making you gasp and writhe. You tried to keep yourself quiet but when adam started moving the wand in quick little circles on your clit ,you lost it. Sweet moans accompanied the faint buzz of the vibrator ,as you arched your back and bucked your hips against the wand head.

You felt your walls clench around nothing, silently pleading for adam's cock. "Please daddy i need your cock-!" Adam chuckled shaking his head. "Not a chance doll, you've not even cum once on the toy, you don't deserve my cock." You felt your first orgasm building quickly making you grip and pull at the rope. "You gonna cum pretty slut?" You rapidly nodded before crying out as you had your first climax of the night.

As you came back down from your heaveanly headspace, you quickly realised that adam had not the vibrator an inch. You whimpered at slight overstimulation, looking up at adam with pleading eyes. His eyes showed no sympathy or remourse for you, however. Instead, Adam's eyes were dark and clouded over with lust and hunger, almost wild. You threw your head back and cried out, feeling a second orgasm building. You soon came for the second time ,this time making your legs jerk and shake.

Once again ,adam didn't move the buzzing toy away from your now swollen clit. You stuttered a plea for him to stop but he just shook his head. "One more darling." You shook your head. "P-please adam i can't take anymore~" Adam pressed the wand against ypur clit with more force, making the vibrations even more intense. You let out a loud cry when he did, writhing and desperately trying to pull your hips away to ease the overstimulation. Adam wasn't gonna have that and held his forearm over your lower stomach to keep you in place. You moaned loudly, grasping the ropes as your third orgasm grew evidently closer. "Cmon baby, gimme one more like the desperate cum slut you are." You finally reached your third high as your eyes rolled back and your mouth just hung open silently. Adam chuckled at your numb minded state before untying your wrists and ankles.

"One more thing i need you to do for me, doll." Whilst panting and shaking ,you raised your head and looked at adam. "I can't adam, please." Adam undressed and stroked his now erect cock as he kenlt on the bed. "Maybe you shouldnt of been a brat then darling." He gripped your hips and hovered you over his lap. "You wanted to read about riding, now you get to actually do it. Get working before i do baby girl." You whimpered and lowered onto his cock slowly. Even after taking him so many times, he still stretched you out so perfectly every single time. You moaned ,adjusting before you strted weakly bouncing on his cock. He tucked his bottom lip under his teeth feeling you pulse round him.

However, Adam quickly decided that you weren't being rough enough and gripped your waist, digging his fingertips into your plump hips. Your arms wrapped around his neck as adam started thrusting up and forcing your hips down quickly. Your head lolled back ,your mind already blank and cockdrunk. Adam chuckled darkly before gripping your chin and making you look at him. "Is my pretty cock slut already dumbfucked hmm? C'mon open, you can still do that cant you gorgeous?" You technically complied when your mouth fell open. Adam held it open and spat into your mouth. "Swallow, pretty girl." You happily complied, swallowing with a sloppy grin spread across your lips. You were almost too fucked out, but not too fucked out forget about your last orgasm, which built up rather quickly again.

You let out incoherent babbles and cries of pleasure as your ultimate orgasm hit you like a tsunami. Adam stopped moving panting and held you still on his throbbing cock, he didn't care if he didn't cum, if he got too desperate, he could rub one out later on. He held you against his chest stroking your hair. "You did really tonight doll." You managed to muster a hum in response, but nothing else, your body was far too tired to even speak. Did that make you regret earlier? Absolutely not, infact now you were considering bratting even more from now on.

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[daddyhausen]

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 KINKTOBER MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — the confines of the barn could not contain the pleasure the two of you found yourself entwined in

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], caught masturbating, voyerism, riding, praise, male masturbation, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasm, oral sex [ male recieving ], sub!adam, dom!reader [kinda], friends to lovers, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, internal cumshot, vaginal creampie

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.8k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x hangman adam page

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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his soft grunts fluttered from behind the heavy barn door as you listened in eagerly

how his breaths would flow in rapid succession of each other, moans spilling off the tip of his tongue

your eyes met his figure through the chips and cracks in the oak wood,

his large broad figure nestled amongst the bales, the subsequent straws of hay strewn around the dirt floor of the barn

the cowboy’s calloused and work-fatigued hands wrapped firmly around his shaft, pumping the appendage with a desperate need for release.

his chest still donned the flannel you’d seen him in since this morning when he was tending to livestock

the blue complements the pale pink undertones of his skin well, not to mention the soft yet sparse blond of his chest hair.

his chest rose and fell with soft shaky breaths trying and failing, much to his attempts to quiet himself.

adam looked so handsome under the warm glow of the barn lantern, his shadow would dance off the barn wall each time the candle light would flicker.

his golden curls, soft like quelled flames in a soft breeze.

the blues of his eyes matching the aforementioned flannel, widening with pleasure each time his palm ran over his over-sensitive tip.

you did not capture a glance at his size fully, for his forearm obstructing most of your view.

but judging by the comparison of his shaft to his palm, he was more endowed than most men you’d encountered

he pried his hand away for a moment, shuffling out of his jeans until they rested at his knees, the fabric providing slight discomfort and restriction for him

you could not help but continue to watch him as he resumed his movements

stroking himself with such passion it made your own loins yearn for him

already beginning to feel the wetness pool in your panties

his name fell from you lips in frantic moans

however, it was not at the revelation that he was thinking about you in such a state, half naked and ravishing himself

it was more so the fact of how impassioned your name sounded falling from his lips.

“oh fuck, darlin…” he muttered to himself through gritted teeth

it was the catalyst of your downfall

he’d never used a pet name with any of the female ranch hands aside from yourself, let alone such a chivalrous one at that.

if you were more deranged you would have stripped right there and fucked yourself to high heaven just listening to him

you gulped thickly, mouth running dry as he begged for you, pleasing to feel your body upon release

his moans sounded desperate, needy. yearning for your touch

“a-adam?” you questioned, composing yourself as you stepped into view.

“fuck-” the cowboy made a frantic effort to cover himself, haphazardly stuffing his cock back into his jeans

“oh shit, y/n! i didn’t realise you were here”

a heated blush fell to the burly man’s cheeks, cleary embarrassed by the predicament he’d found himself in

he avoided your gaze, still feeling his cock throbbed from having to forcibly edge himself as you sauntered cautiously towards him.

“i uh…i was just coming in to check on the horses” it was a lie, a poorly constructed on at that considering that adam had sent the horses out to pasture a mere hour ago

adam peered around the barn cautiously, only adding to your lie at the emptiness of the stables.

your eyes fell briefly to the sizable bulge still throbbing and haphazardly stuffed back into his jeans

a gulp thickly rose in your throat, only having just seen the appendage mere moments ago.

“i uh…i’m sorry for interrupting i’ll leave now” you stammered over your words, wanting to be rid if this embarrassing encounter sooner rather than later

the situation would have been far for embarrassing oh his part than yours

“w-wait!” he stuttered, his voice seeming far too eager considering the circumstances

you paused, about to high tail it out of the barn

turning back to face him, eyes still wandering downward, cheeks still heated with an awkward warmth

“since you’re here…i could use a little help- only if you’re up for it of course-!”

you caught wind of adam’s proposition, the poor cowboy’s cheeks burned red, still still damp as golden curls clung to his temples

adam had an effect on you, no doubt about that, and you’d be a fool to ignore the constant, persisting wetness in your panties and the dull throb between your thighs

you stepped towards him cautiously, mind still in two places although one side strongly dominated the other

before you knew it, you were on your knees between his thighs, hands placed atop his knees to steady yourself

“y/n-” adam voiced as your hand reached into his jeans, fingertips lightly teasing his sensitive tip. “are you sure?”

“just relax of me, cowboy”

you response was all he needed

the bundles and bales of hay had become rather uncomfortable in his current state, even with the lovely sensation of your palm lazily stroking his cock

he shifted in his position slightly, hips jutting forward with every slow pump of your hand

“sit still” you retort, tongue lightly teasing his tip

“y-yes ma’am” he responded with a small hiss

his tip red and engorged with arousal as it met your tongue

leaving soft licks to his tip, eyeing his reactions, noticing how his lips would part slightly with a pant

tongue wetting his lips with a gasp as your mouth wrapped around his shaft

head slowly bobbing up and down to a silent rhythm, keeping pace as he skinked lower and lower in your throat

“fuck…” he grunted through clenched teeth, your tongue dancing around his shaft

dragging across the veins along the underside of his shaft

nose nestling in the trimmed wiry mound of public hair.

“hold on, fuck- wait darlin’”

adam’s breath caught in his throat, his hand gripping your chin slightly, guiding your head back

your pried your lips from his cock, a soft pop ringing in his ears as you broke contact

you eyes hin curiously, tilting your head to the side lightly with slight intrigue as his breathing stabled

“need to be inside of you…” he hummed through a subtle moan, his cock twitched, still overstimulated and sensitive

you stood up. with an absence of words you slowly began to strip yourself of your clothing,

adam’s eyes followed the movement of your fingers, how they would hook into the belt loops of your jeans, sliding them down with ease

kicking them off with your shoes in the process.

the cornflower blues watched on excitedly, pupils blown with lust and adoration as your shirt soon followed, joining the growing pile of clothes beside your feet

adam gulped, completely enamoured with your barely-covered body. your most intimate ares still covered by your underwear

with slow strides you took your position on his lap, letting his hands roam up your figure

featherlight touches beginning from your hips leading up towards your spine

stopping just below the hooks of your bra, expertly unhooking the apparatus

the simple black material falling down your shoulders, exposing your bare breasts to him

he did not stare at them for too long, not wanting to seem rude of objectifying

but your body was the most beautiful he’d ever had the pleasure of witnessing

closing the gap between the two of you with a passionate kiss

his chest swelled with warmth as your bare breasts pressed against his skin

flesh on flesh seemed the most intimate

adam moaned against your lips, tongue drawing shapes against your bottom lip

his hips gently rutting against your own

the tip of his cock grinding against your clothed cunt

only adding to the wetness in your panties

“easy cowboy” you cooed softly, fingers twirling in his golden curls, gently massaging his scalp

lifting your hips up slightly, still not breaking the kiss as you pried your panties to the side

adam’s hand fell from your hip, slowly guiding his cock into your warmth

throwing his head back as pleasure coursed through him, just as you began to sit down on him

he let out a soft groan, the sensation left him gasping, hands instantly falling back to your hips, guiding your movements

“feel good?’ you whispered against his jawline, leaving breathless open mouth kisses to the patches of blond in his beard

he hummed quietly, craning his head back as you lips sunk lower into the crook of his neck

your hips instinctively began to move, bouncing and gyrating on his cock

feeling him stretch you out with such ease that made your head spin

“oh fuck…” he grunted, his full length buried deep inside your each time you slammed your hips down against his

“so good for me’”

his cock twitched inside your warmth, veins pulsing against your tight walls, drawing out his pleasure

your lips locked with his one more, your own pleasure building in low thrums in your belly

“adam…” you whimpered, cunt clenching around his size “gonna cum…”

“make a mess for me doll” adam’s grunts gre more feverish, as to did his movements

“oh fuck yes, darlin’ drip all over my fuckin’ cock”

the sound of skin against skin filled the air

moans rattling against the thick wooden panels of the barn

adam’s head nestled against your collar bone, muttering sweet praises to the skin as orgasm swelled in his cock

as did your own, your belly tied in knots, skin feverish and warm with arousal

orgasm threatening to spill over any second, gushing like a waterfall around his shaft once it did

your breath quivered in your throat, gasping for air, your lungs felt tight is if they were full of lead

yet your body felt so blissfully numb with pleasure, adam’s cock still fucking deep inside you

“gonna fill you up, doll” adam whispered not your skin, your body limp against his, allowing him to ruin you with every thrust.

his movements grew sloppy, his thrusts far and few in between as he filled you up

hot droplets of white leaking down his shaft as he finished

your cunt milking his length with every sweet clench and pulse

his body tensed, emptying the remainder of his warmth deep into you

soon relaxing once the high had subsided

you traced the indents of his skin lazily as he slowly regained his breath

over the little scars and bruises he’d accumulated over the years from working at the ranch

“think anyone heard us?’ adam questioned amongst the silence

“nah, most of them are with the cattle at the moment” you placed a small kiss to adam’s broad chest, just below the collarbone

adam smiled sweetly at the gesture

“in that case, how about we go another round hmm?”

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[peppermintquartz]

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[midwestmade29]

Cuffed 😏

This was a spicy request that I just couldn't turn down 😁 I hope I did it justice and turned it into something you will enjoy! This one is for you @madhatterbri 🖤

Disclaimers: Oral sex, unprotected sex, restrained with handcuffs, cursing, mention of injury. Read at your own discretion 🙃

Word count: 1,544

Divider by: Me 🙂

GIF is not mine

Side note: Yes, I know about the reports on Hangman's ankle. I'm not going to spoil anything for anyone in regards to it, but I'm aware that my story may or may not follow what's going on in the "real world." We just out here having fun 🤷🏻‍♀️🙂

You try something new to help distract your cowboy from his thoughts…

Last night, Adam had a big 6-man tag match that was pretty eventful to say the least! Everything was going well until the end, when he rolled his ankle after Samoa Joe tried to do a muscle buster on him. While you watched the events unfold on the monitor backstage, your heart almost stopped when Adam slid out of the ring and onto the floor. He was wincing in pain and urging the cameraman not to show him in his current state. The look on his face when he walked off limping and needing the assistance of Doc Sampson was very concerning! After being examined in medical, it was determined that he had a mid-grade ankle sprain and was sent home with specific instructions from Doc to ice it and stay off it as much as possible for a few days.

The next day you and Adam flew home, his ankle still sore and swollen. You did your best to ensure that he was following the doctor’s orders, but he was starting to get restless. You were sitting next to him on the couch catching up on the tv shows you missed while you were gone, when you noticed his mind was somewhere else. You scooted closer to him, placing your head on his shoulder, “Just a few more minutes with the ice, and then you need to keep it elevated. Can I get you anything?” Adam only sighed and shook his head “no,” prompting you to get to the bottom of his somber mood. “What’s wrong, baby? What’s on your mind?” “I’m just frustrated. This injury couldn’t have happened at a worse time, you know? The PPV isn’t that far away, and I can’t miss it,” he explained while running his fingers through his hair. “I just hope I’m good to go by then,” You were going to offer some words of comfort, but Adam stood up and started to walk away. “Where are you going?” your voice was laced with concern. “I know I’m supposed to sit, but I just can’t. I’m going to take a shower.”

You had high hopes that the hot water would offer Adam some relief from his thoughts, but when you walked into the bedroom you were sadly mistaken. He was leaning up against the headboard with his towel still wrapped around his waist, mindlessly scrolling through his phone. “Hey, feel any better?” you whispered in his direction. Adam tossed his phone onto the bed and sighed, “Not really. I wish there was a way I could shut my brain off,” You were walking towards him, lost in your own thoughts about how you could cheer your cowboy up when something silver and shiny caught your eye on the dresser. A mischievous smile crept across your face as you picked up 2 metal objects and tossed them on the bed in Adam’s direction. “What’s this?” he asked while reaching towards the objects. “Handcuffs? What are these even from?” Instead of taking a seat next to him on the bed, you straddled his lap, causing his towel to shift underneath you. You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his neck and spoke softly, “Well, they were a gift for a bachelorette party I went to last week, but I forgot to put them in the gift bag. I was going to return them, but now I have a better idea,” Your words made Adam’s eyebrows raise in surprise and his lips to part in curiosity. “I see. So, what’s your idea then?” You brought your lips next to his ear and spoke low and slow, “Let me handcuff you. I’ll take care of you and help you relax. No touching, no thinking. Only feeling,”

A quick conversation and some ground rules later, Adam surprised you when he agreed to let you handcuff him! He needed the distraction from his injury, and you wanted to provide exactly that for him. “Get comfy and raise your arms,” you instructed. With 2 clicks, Adam’s hands and wrists were securely bound to the bedframe. You couldn’t help but chuckle when he tugged on the handcuffs and they rattled against the metal frame, “Are you ready, baby? Just sit back and let me give you a show," With a peck on his lips, you backed up from him and he watched your every move. You pulled your shirt up your torso and over your head before tossing it on the floor, placing your hands under the waistband of your pants and sliding them down your legs. When your breasts sprung free from your bra, you could’ve sworn you heard Adam curse under his breath! Once your panties joined the rest of your clothes on the floor, you stood at the end of the bed causing Adam to forget momentarily that he was restrained until the clank and clang reminded him. “Be good for me and I’ll let you go. If not, I guess you won’t be laying a finger on me tonight...”

You positioned yourself in between Adam’s thighs, undoing the twist he had on his towel that was keeping it securely in place. His hard length was set free when you pulled the towel away, both of you were more than ready for you to dive in. He sucked in a sharp breath when your lips made contact with his tip, planting kisses all around it. You drug your tongue up the vein, making Adam squirm and strain against the handcuffs. You took every inch of him inside your mouth and began working your magic. His pants and soft moans filled the bedroom, encouraging you to continue exactly what you were doing! “Fuck, Y/N! That pretty little mouth of yours, taking me so well! If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum down your throat!” You had no intention to stop or slow your pace, even when Adam warned you one last time. His body shuddered against you when he came, the handcuffs forcefully clashing against the headboard. He was a panting mess as he tried to catch his breath, making you smile as you wiped the corners of your mouth! “Are you going to release me?” Adam asked breathlessly. You maneuvered your way up the bed and straddled the cowboy once again, biting and kissing his neck while murmuring against it, “Release you? I don’t think so! At least, not right now baby. I’m not done having my way with you just yet,”

It didn’t take long for Adam to harden under you while you kissed him and spoke filth into his ears. You positioned your entrance on top of his length and began lowering yourself down on him. You groaned into the air with every inch you took inside of you. His cock stretched you in the best way, filling you completely when you rocked yourself against it. “Shit! You feel s-s-so good, Y/N! Yes, just like that baby,” Adam encouraged. Between the sound of your bodies connecting, the cursing and moans, and the sound of metal scraping against metal, there was no denying that the two of you were enjoying yourselves! The pressure deep inside you continued to build, just begging to be released with each rock of your hips. “I’m so close Adam! So, fucking close!” you cried out. He began thrusting himself inside of you, hitting new spots that drove you wild! You could tell that he was losing himself in pure ecstasy too when he begged you to set his hands free, “Undo the handcuffs, Y/N! Please, I…fuck! I need to touch you!” There wasn’t a lot of time to spare as you felt your orgasm getting closer and closer, so you gave the handcuffs your best try when you attempted to undo them! Unfortunately, the “easy release lever” wasn’t so easy to use after all! “Adam, I-I can’t get it! I can’t undo them!” you said in a pleasure filled panic. Your cowboy wasn’t about to let anything hold him back from touching you, so he pulled and tugged the handcuffs with incredible force, causing the little chain links to bend and break! “Oh my God!” you gasped when you saw one broken handcuff on each of his wrists. His hands were now gripping your hips tightly and the dangling metal lightly scraped against you as your orgasms ripped through each of you! You collapsed onto his chest from the intensity of it, and he wrapped his arms around you. You moaned and hummed against his bare chest as you welcomed each wave of pleasure that continued to crash over you.

Once you were steady, you removed yourself from him and rolled over onto your side of the bed and began to giggle at the mess you had made of Adam, “I cannot believe you broke the handcuffs!” you playfully scolded. “How are your wrists? Are they okay?” It took a few seconds for him to respond since he was still coming down from his high, but what he said only caused you to laugh more, “My wrists are fine, baby. Obviously, the handcuffs are not, and I can’t guarantee the headboard is either. But what I can guarantee is we will be purchasing new ones so I can use them on you next…”

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

Summary: Swerve Strickland and Prince Nana break into you and Adam's house.

• Adam Page x Reader •

*Y/Ns POV*

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I am watching my husband Adam and his friends, The Young Bucks, defend their ROH World Six-Man Tag Team Championships. They are getting near the end of their match and I get up to grab some pajamas to change into. They win their match and I turn the tv down not paying attention thinking that was the end of it.........

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*Swerves POV*

"We're in the money, my friends. Welcome...to the Hangman Residence."

Prince Nana says walking into the house. He looks back at the door signaling for me to come inside.

"Come on in boss."

I walk inside looking around the house talking to the phone that Prince Nana is holding. I rip up one of their kids art pictures on the fridge than walk over climbing on the couch. I grab the kids book on the table.

"Time for a bedtime story."

Prince Nana says while laughing. We both hear a slight bang sound coming from one of the bedrooms in the back.

"What was that?"

Me and Prince start to walk down the hallway looking where the noise came from.

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*Y/Ns POV*

I bump my hip off the nightstand knocking over my perfume bottle and the TV remote onto the floor. It makes a slight bang sound. I sigh and pick them up off the ground.

"Let's hope that didn't wake the baby."

I put them back on the nightstand not hearing the bedroom door open. All of a sudden, I feel a hand grab my neck and make me sit on the bed. I look up seeing Swerve Strickland holding onto my neck and Prince Nana holding the phone up recording what is happening. Swerve tightens his grip a little and makes me start gasping really hard.

"You better not be to loud. You might wake your baby."

He lets go of my neck and I turn over to try and crawl away from them. Swerve grabs my leg and pulls me back. He pulls out some duct tape from his pocket, throws me onto my stomach and duct tapes my wrists together. He flips me over and sits me up duct taping my mouth together. I look up at him starting to tear up hearing Brayden, me and Adam's baby boy, making noises from his room. Swerve looks at Prince Nana than grabs the phone from his hand.

"I will be right back. You watch her."

Swerve walks out of the room and I look over at the TV seeing him live on AEW going to our child's room. I try and move closer to the TV.

"Woah. Don't go to far little lady."

I look back at him with tears in my eyes than back at the TV. Swerve is in Braydens room talking to him as I am crying more watching this go on. I try and stand up but Prince Nana pushes me back down on the bed.

"I said you ain't going anywhere."

I look at him than back at the TV. Swerve is putting one of his shirts in the crib with Brayden. I try and get up again but Prince pushes me back down again. I start trying to kick him away but Swerve comes into the room and sees what is going on. He grabs my legs and duct tapes my ankles together. He grabs me by my hair and pulls me close to his face. Prince Nana has the camera close to our faces.

"Your husband owes me. Owes me big time. He costed me a title opportunity. You let him know that he owes me. Got it?"

I gulp shaking my head yes. He smirks and pushes me onto the bed leaving my wrists, ankles and mouth taped up.

"Boss let's get out of here."

Prince grabs Swerve's arm and drags him out of the room. I move a little on the bed trying to get the duct tape off my wrists. I can't seem to get it off and start crying not being able to go see Brayden to make sure he is okay.

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**an hour later**

I am curled up in a ball still crying my eyes out when I hear the front door fling open.

"Brayden! Y/N!"

Brayden is in his room crying really loud. I moan in the bedroom not being able to say anything because of the duct tape on my mouth. I hear Adam run into Braydens room and get him calmed down. Adam than runs into our room finding me all duct taped on the bed.

"Oh my God babe!"

He grabs the scissors and starts cutting the duct tape off my ankles. He than cuts the duct tape off my wrists and looks at my face. He grabs a corner of the tape on my face.

"I'm sorry babe. I have to rip this off."

I shake my head and he proceeds to rip the tape off my mouth. I let out a little scream and grab my face. Adam puts his hands on my face and kisses my forehead.

"Baby I am so sorry! I didn't know he was going to do that! I am so sorry I wasn't here sooner! Are you okay?"

I look at him starting to cry again than stand up and walk to Brayden's room. I walk over, grab Brayden and hug him very tightly. Adam comes behind me and hugs us both very tightly.

"I am so sorry my loves. I really am sorry. I didn't know he was going to come here."

I sigh and look up at him.

"Honey. It's fine. We are both a little shaken up. But we will be okay. But just do me one favor."

He looks down at me confused. I smirk a little looking up at him.

"Kick his fucking ass for me and Brayden please."

Adam smiles down at me kissing my forehead.

"Anything for my loves. Anything."

He leans down and kisses Brayden's head than comes up and kisses me. I kiss him back smiling a little. I pull back and look at him putting Brayden back in his crib.

"If he didn't grab me by my throat and throw me on the bed, I would have definitely kicked his ass."

"Oh I know you would have baby."

He picks me up by my thighs as I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He carries me back to our bedroom and sets me nicely on the bed.

"Okay let's get some sleep baby. We both had a tough day."

He kisses my forehead again and looks down at me.

"Could you do me a favor and make sure the doors are locked please?"

I look at him with a worried look on my face. He puts his hand on my face.

"Of course baby. But if he even tries to come in now, I will personally kick his ass."

He gets up and makes sure all the doors and everything are locked throughout the house. He comes back into the room and I am all snuggled up under the blankets. He smiles and slides into bed with me wrapping his arms around me. I start to fall asleep in his arms feeling very safe and relaxed........

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Hi. I’ve read some of your fics and I was just wondering if your could do a x reader with either of the following (the Elite, Adam Cole, MJF, Ricky Starks, or one of the womens) I had a really shitty day at work and I wanted to know if you could do something where that after training the readers back hurts from taking bumps. My back is really bad to the point I have to go to the chiropractor along with my shoulder. I explained it badly because I feel like shit from work but just something really comforting

Honey, I hope your back is getting better (please don’t stress yourself). Imma do reactions so you can get the most comfort possible and sorry that this couldn’t come out sooner

AEW Stars React: Your back getting injured in training

Pairings: MJF x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, Kenny Omega x Reader, Hangman Adam Page x Reader, Willow Nightingale x Reader, Adam Cole x Reader

Word Count: 875

Supreme Speaks: hey I hope that the anon who requested this iks having a better day. I was gonna do an imagine but it was easier and quicker for me to write reactions. I hope all of you reading this also has a great day and please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: same instances in different fonts, barely proofread

Taglist: @wwenhlimagines @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom

Kenny Omega

Mans would notice the first time you landed wrong (Mans is the Bout machine)

He would try to correct you but ultimately decided to end the session to prevent an injury

I also think he is the one who constantly has an eye on you afterward; like you are not allowed to leave his line of sight

So you now have the task of sitting and being pretty while he fixes lunch/dinner

You are not allowed to walk around for long periods

Would give you tips on how to land safer in the future

I also say Kenny would put down a thicker landing mat for you once you are ready to train again

Would also praise you for trying to continue to train

“You are tougher than most of the boys in the back. Nick cried once from taking a bump wrong.”

Hangman Page

MANS IS A SWEETHEART

Once you landed wrong and he saw how you reacted; you were immediately taken out of the ring

“Nope. No, no, no, we’re leaving and you’re getting a heating pad.”

Would immediately get you IcyHot/BioFreeze for your pains

Tries to distract you with discussions about other topics (favorite songs, movies, etc)

Would carry you every time you wanted to walk somewhere

Bathroom? You’re over his shoulder. Want to eat? You’re being held like a baby to the table

Listens to your rants, outbreaks, cries, anything at any time of the day

Would give you massages at any time

“Please do not move too much. I want you to be at 100% next time you practice”

Adam Cole

Just like Page and Kenny, Cole doesn’t take this lightly (as he has suffered from back pains)

But I think you were landing safely and you just took too many bumps and they just started to hurt your back

Just to be on the safe side, he would book chiropractor appointments

He would go through the appointment to show that you’re not alone

Adam would also do his own observations to see if he needs to alter anything

Will readjust everything to make sure that you are comfortable

ALSO MANS WILL GET YOU FLOWERS EVERYDAY (I just see that whether it’s platonic or not)

“You’re gonna be okay and I’m so proud of you for taking everything like a champ.”

Also, he would have a bath waiting on you before you could walk in the door

That man will take care of you

MJF

Okay listen….he would try to make fun of you at first

But when he noticed that you wouldn’t even give a snarky comeback, he changed his attitude

Will spend a shitload of money just to make you feel good

Appointments? Medicine? Massages? Compression shirts? You name it, he got it.

As you start to feel better, Max will start cracking jokes

“You are a strong individual who can take anything thrown at her….except for an arm drag”

Will reference you to make his opponent feel bad

“Y/N, who is smaller than you, had to stop wrestling temporarily cause she was carrying the weight of the industry on her back..unlike you shmuck.”

Ricky Starks

Mans knows exactly how you feel

Will give you every piece of advice and equipment that helped him through his bad back

“Sleep on your stomach….or was it your side? Just go to sleep and tell me how you feel later on.”

Will make everything within arms reach for you

Doesn’t want you to enter the ring until a week later

Ensures you that you didn’t do anything wrong (wrestling is just hard at the end of the day)

Like Page, he will listen to what you have to say and will try his best to respond to it

Will support whatever you choose to do but will push you to keep going in the future

“I know it hurts now, but once you’re all better, you’ll forget this ever happened and flourish like the butterfly that you are…or something like that from Pinterest”

Willow Nightingale

Okay, I think she would freak out about everything

Tbh, she wouldn’t know what to do as she is genuinely worried about you

You would find it endearing and a little bit distracting (in a good way) as she scrambles to help you

Would worry every time you left something up, doesn’t allow you to bend down

To comfort you; cuddles everyday…every fucking day… (you betta not decline em either)

Would take online advice to heart and hope that it genuinely helps you

I can see Willow looking up what to do to help you, but she would come across different conditions and would be convinced you have it

“Do you have Osteoporosis? No? Then you have Arthritis….No I’m not calling you old.”

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The Dark Side Of The Moon

Hangman Adam Page X Fem Reader

Summary: Hangman falls for dark and mysterious Y/n who is a part of the Blackpool Combat Club. Despite their ongoing rivalry, he can’t seem to get Y/n out of his head. Every time she jumps him from behind, leaving him in a puddle of his own blood it only causes him to fall harder. Deep down inside Hangman knew Y/n cared, that she did indeed have a soul and he would do anything to find it. Everyone told him this was a bad idea. It was obvious that Y/n had mental issues and was ‘broken’ but Adam didn’t care. He wanted to fix her. He would stop at nothing to reach the dark side of the moon, which in this case was the light side of Y/n’s heart. Who knows maybe he would end up saving her life or better, they’d save each others. 

Warnings: Blood, Violence, Drug use/abuse, Self-harm, swearing, mentions of mental health issues, SMUT and other sensitive topics

An: I think this is my favourite fic I've ever done. This one pulled on the heartstrings. I can't believe I got it to 8k and could have easily made it longer too! Hope you enjoy it!

Word Count 8k Main Masterlist

I don’t know what it was that I saw in Y/n. She was cold, dark and viscous. She had no soul and people feared her, she was a threat. Yet I believed I could change her. Not that I thought she needed to be changed but I thought I could fix whatever she had hidden away under those walls she had built up. Once upon a time, I knew Y/n although she didn’t know me. I had seen her circling the independent circuit starting out as a wrestler as I was just getting my break. I had secretly kept an eye on her for all those years. When I found out she was a free agent I suggested to Matt and Nick we should sign her. They liked what they saw and soon Y/n was All Elite. She was quickly scooped up by The Blackpool Combat Club and was soon the biggest heel in our company. You could tell just by looking at Y/n that she’s been through things in her young life. Maybe it was the constant dark circles and tired look in her eyes. Maybe it was scars that were scarred around her body that she wore with pride. Some were faded while others weren’t. Some were from life and matches but others you could tell were self-inflicted. As much as all of these things helped the whole look she was going for I knew deep down inside that wasn’t the real Y/n. No one had ever seen her genuinely smile, no one had ever seen her laugh. It was like she was emotionless but I knew deep down she did have feelings, they were just hidden from the world. Every week Y/n would arrive and leave the arena with the BCC she stuck with them like glue. I knew the BCC claimed that they did everything together but I didn’t think it was true. 

One night I caught Y/n smoking in the hotel lobby late after a show. I almost didn’t recognize her. For starters she wasn’t with the BCC, since it was close to 2 am I assumed they were asleep. The second thing I noticed was what Y/n was wearing. She wore a creme-coloured oversized hoodie with a pair of black velvet PJ shorts. Along with that, she had knee-high pink fuzzy socks and black fluffy uggs. It was nice seeing her in color other than black. She also wasn’t wearing any makeup, the flame from her cigarette illuminated her face in an ethereal way. I never realized she was so young. Her skin was youthful, she was beautiful. Not that she wasn’t before but this was a different type of beauty. Underneath the heavy dark makeup she wore you could see just how gorgeous she truly was. 

I told this all to Matt Nick and Kenny the next time I saw them, they however had some different opinions. Kenny first said it was weird I was spying on her but I just happened to run into her. I thought about approaching her but I was nervous about what the end result would be so I observed from afar. Matt was quick to remind me just who she was “You do realize she is a part of The Blackpool Combat Club right? They are insane! I’m not trying to be rude or anything but I’m just looking out for you. I don’t want to see you get hurt” I appreciated his concern but at the same time was offended by his comments. This whole thing ended up spiraling into Nick and Matt arguing with the other on why I should and shouldn’t be feeling this way for Y/n. I regret even mentioning it in the first place. Kenny tried to comfort me but I was too far gone. “I agree with Nick, I think that although she is scary you two would be a nice pair. You could balance the other out” he said. Balance out? Was he calling me soft? Yes sure I’d been told I can give off golden retriever vibes but if need be I can flip and be bad too. For god sake, we all got suspended for getting into a fight with Punk! Anyway this was the last of my worries, I had a match with none other than Jon Moxley tonight. I knew that Y/n would be ringside and I wanted to show her that I could be tough and bad too. 

I stood calmly in the ring as I watched Mox and Y/n make their entrance. I felt my breath get caught in my throat as she approached me. For some reason I was nervous. I had never been nervous around her before but I guess that was because I didn’t have these feelings yet. Throughout the match Y/n did her usual distractions, distracting the ref, pulling my feet from underneath me even using herself as a shield to protect Mox. I knew she would do all of these things but this time it was different. The mind games she played were working, I found myself hypnotized by her beauty. I was in fact so distracted that I didn’t even see Mox charging right at me. I swear I saw Y/n mouth ‘Look out’ but it was too late. I don’t remember much after that. I felt my body hit the canvas hard, my head bouncing on contact. I got knocked out. 

When I finally came to, I was surrounded by AEW medical staff and some of the talent. “How are you feeling?” asked one of the doctors. “My head hurts,” I told them, feeling the throbbing in the back of my head. “You took a pretty nasty fall” I reached up and felt several bandages on the back of my head, how hard did I hit? After going through both verbal and physical tests the backstage medic said I didn’t need to go to the hospital which was a sigh of relief. I found out that I did a whole backflip when being hit with a lariat, I landed on my head, right in front of Y/n. 

It was quite a scary moment for everyone. The match was ended immediately and Mox was able to tend to the crowd, distracting them from the scene that unfolded before them. I was shocked to find out that Y/n had been there the whole time. She stayed the whole time as doctors catered to me. She had even followed them backstage, leaving only minutes before I came to. I didn’t know why she would do that, we weren’t friends, we didn’t even talk. To me, this proved exactly what I thought. She did have a soul. As I watched the match back along with the cut footage I was able to see how the whole thing played out. It was obvious that I was mesmerized by Y/n, I was practically drooling. She played on it, using it to her advantage so Mox could have the upper hand. She did tell me to watch out and I was able to see the horror in her eyes as I hit the canvas. She was in shock, hell everyone was but since Y/n wasn’t one for showing her emotions when she did show them it was quite obvious. Since the whole thing happened in front of her out of instinct she was the first to check on me, yelling to the official that I was out cold. Luckily the camera didn’t catch her breaking character but many still had their phones out, capturing the whole thing. She stayed next to me, supporting my head/neck until medical arrived then she stood from a distance as medical did their thing. Throughout the whole thing, her facial expressions remained cold but her eyes told the whole story. 

I also found out that people had a thing or two to say about the whole situation. Others praised Y/n for making sure I was okay and in a way saving my life while others claimed she ruined the act. She broke character, she broke the fourth wall. The wrestlers didn’t care nor did the audience, it was the people online that did. It got so bad that Y/n ended up responding to the comments on Twitter. 

“All of these comments about me checking on Hangman are really pissing me off. The first thing I learned in wrestling school is that the most important thing is to keep your opponent safe at all times no matter what. Did you really expect me to watch him fall on his head and get knocked out in front of me and do nothing? I was simply preventing his unconscious body from rolling out of the ring and getting more injured. You guys need to grow up. I have been knocked out before in the ring and it is no joke whatsoever. So what, I was making sure he was still breathing. Who cares if I was supporting his head/neck before medical could arrive? THIS IS PRO WRESTLING! It’s not like I was the one wrestling him. I only did those things because I was ringside and not involved in the match. I wouldn’t stop mid-match and perform CPR on my opponent! All of this was pure instinct, I wasn’t even thinking about what I was doing. Anyway, that’s my two cents. It’s over and I’m glad The Cowboy is okay.” 

I ended up staying away for six weeks for percussion and when I returned all I could feel was the stares. Everyone wanted to know how I was doing, if I was cleared but all I cared about was seeing Y/n. I wanted to thank her. Once I escaped the crowd of people I found Y/n leaning against a wall. It was almost like she was waiting for me. “How are you feeling?” she asked “You took a pretty nasty fall. I thought you were dead” “I’m feeling much better now. Thank you for making sure I wasn’t dead” I told her. I swear I saw her smile for just a second but I wasn’t sure. “Well I’m glad you’re alright and sorry for causing it in the first place” “It’s not your fault, I should have been paying attention” I mean it truly was my fault. “I’ll see you around,” said Y/n and with that she left. 

Although our interaction was short I couldn't stop thinking about Y/n. I wanted to get under her skin, I wanted to spend time with her and get to know the real Y/n. The thing is, like Matt said she was in the Blackpool Combat Club, what would she want to do with someone like me? Deep down inside I knew that this was only the beginning. I was angry, I was frustrated for allowing myself to be so careless and get such a stupid injury. I wanted my rematch. I decided I would use one of their own tricks against them, the mind games. It was subtle at first. I’d wait at the gorilla whenever the BCC entered the backstage area where we would exchange a few looks. I’d follow them around the arena, a silent reminder that I was always watching. How I could seek my revenge at any moment. I’d then move on to causing them matches. I sneaked out during one of Y/n’s matches and stood ringside waiting for her to notice. When she finally did she started yelling at me, that distraction caused her opponent to roll Y/n up for a sneaky victory. “I’m going to kill you!” She yelled. 

It had gotten to the point where everyone was mad at each other and the promo battle began. I was the first to call out the BCC claiming that it was all Y/n’s fault that I got injured. I mean it was, you could get lost in her eyes, I did and look what happened. Soon after the sneak attacks began. I didn’t know what I was thinking, I was outnumbered big time but even though it was just me I was able to get under their skin and they hated it. As I was filming yet another backstage segment I was inputted by Y/n. She came up to me all flirtatious wearing a black pleated skirt and a black corset top where her breasts were practically falling out. “Heyyyy Cowboy” Y/n said as she twisted her hair. “I just wanted to apologize for everything. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt and I didn’t mean for everything to go this far.” As she spoke she kept coming closer to me to the point where we were chest to chest. “I feel really bad about it, let me make it up to you….” It’s a trick, say no, this is a trap. Every bone in my body told me it was a trick but I couldn't deny her offer. The chokehold she had on me was too strong, I couldn't breathe. I didn’t say anything, I wanted her to continue. She pulled a key card and a slip of paper from her top. “Here is my room key, meet me after the show” She handed me the card and kissed me on the cheek. I couldn't breathe, my body went numb. 

I stood in front of Y/n’s hotel room, key card in hand. I was scared to knock, I knew it was a trap but a part of me hoped it wasn’t. That was the part that led me here. I knocked on the door and was pleasantly greeted by Y/n. She wore a gorgeous black lingerie set that had me practically foaming at the mouth. She was acting all sweet and kind, I didn’t buy a second of it. Yet I did nothing about it. “I’ve been expecting you,” She said seductively as she grabbed me by my collar and began to kiss me passionately. I kissed her back, as she wrapped her legs around me. Y/n was first to break the kiss saying “I have a surprise for you” I was skeptical at first but was more interested in this ‘surprise’. Y/n grabbed a black silk blindfold and tied it around me. She carefully brought me to the bed, giving me one last kiss before she disappeared. “Where are you going?” I asked her. “Hold on…I’m getting the surprise ready. You can open your eyes when I tell you” I didn’t even notice that the BCC was in the room the whole time, Bryan stood behind the door, Mox by the bedside table and Claudio and Yuta hid in the washroom. During my time being blindfolded the men exposed themselves and Y/n retrieved the hidden weapons. “Okay, you can open your eyes!” said Y/n. When I removed the blindfold that’s when I saw them. “Fuck” 

I didn’t even get a chance to defend myself. This was a four-on-one attack. I tried my best to protect myself as fighting back wouldn’t do anything but it was useless. I was left covered in bruises in a pool of blood. My body ached as yet another Kendo Stick cracked on my back. My eyes were fixated on Y/n during the whole attack. She just sat and watched the attack unfold before her. Everything about her was cold, the lifeless expression on her face, her mysterious body language. I searched for something, anything that would tell me she cared, that she felt bad but I found nothing. The lust that was once in her eyes moments ago had been replaced with a seductive evil look. 

I watched Y/n stand up, the attack was over. My body now lay on the floor, I couldn't move. She knelt next to me and said “Stupid cowboy, you fell right into my trap. Although you’re adorable I must say you are quite an idiot. This is the oldest trick in the book, even you should have seen this coming. This isn’t personal, It’s just business. You did this all to yourself, you thought you could call us out like that and there wouldn’t be consequences? This is what happens when you mess with The Blackpool Combat Club '' Y/n placed one last delicate kiss on my lips before leaving the room, leaving me in a pile of my own blood. 

***

Currently, I sat in the Elite’s private locker room, being lectured by Matt, Nick and Kenny. “I told you this was going to happen! What were you thinking?!” Yelled Matt. “That’s the issue, he wasn’t. He’s been hypnotized by Y/n. Isn’t it obvious that he’s in love with her!” Said Kenny 

He was right, I was in love with Y/n. I have no idea why. She has been attacking me for weeks, for god sake last night I was left in a pile of my own blood, battered and bruised. Despite all of that I just kept falling harder and harder for Y/n. “Is that true? You’re in love with her?” asked Nick. “I don’t know what it is that I see in her Nick, I really don’t. I’m just so drawn to her, I know that underneath all that darkness there is a light that is dying to be let out! I need to find that light. I know that I can change her, she’s broken and I can fix her. Now I don’t ask you for much but I need your help with this! I need to get in” The men said nothing. They looked at me like I was crazy but they also looked as if they felt sorry for me. 

“Look Hanger, I don’t think we can help you with this. Somehow you need to get Y/n on her own, that’s the only chance you have here. I don’t support this idea, I know it will end badly but I do agree with you that Y/n has some issues. Not that there's anything wrong with that but I just don’t think you need to be responsible for fixing it. All I will say is that Y/n doesn’t sleep at night. If you are lucky you might be able to run into her during a 3 am workout or a smoke sesh. Good luck man. You can call me for backup if you need” Kenny told me sincerely. “Thank you” 

That night I couldn't sleep, all I could think about was the events that occurred not even 24 hrs ago. I had Y/n where I needed her, I had her pressed up against the wall, she was so close yet so far. I didn’t even care that I got beat up, it was worth the makeout sesh that happened before. Her lips were soft, her kisses were passionate. She smelt like vanilla and tobacco, her exposed skin was warm and delicate. She didn’t feel real, she was a figment of my imagination. I let that imagination run wild, I pictured what would happen if the BCC wasn’t there. The way I would scoop her up in my arms and make the most beautiful love to her. I would worship her body like the temple it was. I would slowly and passionately make her come undone. I would make her submit to me, but if she wanted it the other way around I wouldn’t complain. I was putty in her hands. My brain played a trick on me, my imagination was too real. It felt too real. 

“I’ve been expecting you,” Y/n  said seductively as she grabbed me by my collar and began to kiss me passionately. I kissed her back, as she wrapped her legs around me. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting this” I told her “I know baby, I know. I want you too, I need you” she said. I carefully brought Y/n to the bed, placing her on it delicately before getting on top of her. I had her wrists pinned above her head as I placed rough kisses along her body. I found that sweet spot on her neck and made sure to leave a mark. Sucking on the sensitive flesh as she cried out in pleasure. I removed her clothing gently as if I was unwrapping a present. She looked beautiful underneath me. I quickly removed my own clothing before returning to Y/n. We fought for dominance but in the end I won. It felt like our bodies were made for eachother, I had found my other half. Y/n felt beautiful around me, she made me feel so good. 

Just as I was getting to the good part of my dream I woke up. 

I checked the time and it was close to 2 am, my gut was telling me Y/n was near. Like Kenny said, my only shot with her was when she was alone. I quickly threw on a pair of gray sweats and a T-shirt and made my way down to the hotel lobby. Just like I suspected I found Y/n by the outdoor fire lounge smoking a cigarette, writing something in a notebook. I slowly approached her, not wanting to scare her. “What do you want, Cowboy?” Y/n asked. The tone she said it in was quiet, it was soft, it was weird. “Can I sit?” I asked and she motioned me to sit next to her. “What are you doing out here so late by yourself? It’s cold and there are creeps out there” I told her. Y/n put out the cigarette and turned to face me. Her pupils were huge, her face and body relaxed, I knew Molly when I saw it, that explains why she wasn’t screaming at me. “What is it that you see in me? I’m fucked up, no one wants to be with someone like me.” She said sadly, it broke my heart. “Y/n I know you’re hurting, I don’t know what you went through but I’m sorry it happened to you. Now I came out here for a whole other reason but you are not okay-” “I’m fine, you know nothing about me” “Then tell me, I want to learn. I want to know every single detail about you Y/n. You are playing a dangerous game right now, it’s only a matter of time before everything falls apart. I just can’t leave you like this, I promise I won’t try anything but I think you should come with me-” “Are you insane, I might be fucked up but I’m competent enough to know you want to fuck me” “No, No I promise not like that. I just want to repay you after you saved my life a few months back. I don’t care if you kill me tomorrow but you need to come with me Y/n” I told her sincerely. I could tell she was hesitant, she was in a vulnerable state but she agreed. I carefully took her back to my hotel room. I entered the room and assumed Y/n followed behind me. I turned and there she stood in the doorway. She looked like a scared lost child, it broke me. 

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked her carefully. “It’s okay, you're okay” I didn’t know what to do in this situation. I know I said I wanted to get to know the real Y/n but the truth was the real Y/n was scaring me. The Y/n that stood back at me with big doe eyes was scared. Maybe this was the version that was hiding under the dark makeup and clothing. This was the Y/n that was hurt, this is the one I needed to fix. I approached her slowly and reached out my hand, trying to get her to follow me into the room. She flinched. “I shouldn’t be here, we can’t be doing this,” Y/n said quietly. “I know but I don’t seem to care,” I told her “Does Bryan know you do this? How would they feel if they saw you like this? Just come in so no one sees you” She entered the room slowly and sat down on the large king bed, her head down. I locked the door behind me and was able to notice just how bad of a state she was in. Her once straight hair had become frizzy, her natural curls trying to appear to the world. The clothing she wore was 2 sizes too big, she was swimming in it. She smelt like alcohol and cigarettes, her skin was ice cold. I joined her on the bed, sitting next to her wanting her to talk first. “What do you want from me?” she asked quietly “I just to help. Look Y/n, I really like you. I don’t care if you hate me but I don’t hate you. I just couldn't leave you like this” Y/n looked at me and with the new lighting I was able to see just how tired she looked. My brain still was trying to comprehend that she was on drugs. “What do you want to know?” She asked. “I want to know why you are like this, why do you do what you do?” 

“I don’t think you know how exhausting it is to live like this. The moment I walk into that arena, the moment I feel a camera on me everything disappears. I am at peace, I am free. I can do whatever I want. The whole Death Jitsu thing is second nature, I live it on the daily. The moment I’m home, the moment I’m alone and that rush has worn off is when I feel it. That reality check hits and I’m done for. I see the world and people for who they truly are. Everyone is fake and everything sucks. You can only pretend so much, you can only lie to yourself for so long until you realize none of it is real. I don’t know why I act like this, maybe it’s the years of trauma that has made me scared to get hurt again. That’s why I act like I have no emotions but in reality, I am quite an emotional person. I was told I had too many feelings, that I cried too much, that I cared too much, that I loved too much. It’s easy to hide it from the world, I have been doing it since I was a child. It’s when you’re alone that everything you hide comes out and you feel like you have gone mentally insane. I do things I probably shouldn’t to keep those feelings inside. It ties me over till morning when I can put on a show and pretend that everything is okay. The thing is when you are so fucked you admit everything that is wrong with you. Here I am telling you my sob story when I should be hating you but the thing is I can’t. Somehow you have gotten in my head, you know my thoughts. You know about the mental issues I refuse to admit I have. I hate how without realizing I let you in. Now if you excuse me I must go.” 

I grabbed Y/n’s hand, preventing her from leaving. “Why is it that you can’t hate me?” I asked her “I like you, I like who you are. You’re nice to everyone, you look like you would give the best hugs. You just have this aura to you. I said what I meant, you are adorable but you are an idiot. An idiot for falling for me. I’ll ruin your life. You don’t want a mentally ill girl who you will have to take care of like a scared child. When I saw you get knocked out in front of me it scared me. I’ve seen it happen too many times, I was having flashbacks. The difference was this time I could do something about it. After that night I had sympathy for you, I felt something for you. I felt like we developed this connection. It’s unfortunate this is happening, I don’t want to hurt you but you did this to yourself.” 

I knew what she needed, she needed someone who would take care of her. She needed someone who would love her for all of her imperfections. Someone who could clean her cuts and kiss her scars. She needed someone to protect her and keep her safe from all the demons. This was a bad idea, I was playing a risky game. This could end badly, she could ruin my life but I was willing to take that risk. The worst thing that could happen is for the BCC to murder me for getting in their girl’s head. “Can I give you a hug?” I asked, she nodded and I held her in a tight embrace, holding her close as she began to cry. She was touch-deprived, which you would have never guessed. Wrestling is such a contact sport that you are always being touched. She was very attractive and many people had crushes on her, you would think she’d have some ‘fun’ now and then. The difference is this was a different kind of touching. This was filled with love. We stayed there for a while, I just held Y/n as she cried. I had broken down a wall, I was inside. Although other walls remained intact this was a step in the right direction. “I’m going to take care of you alright. I promise that everything will be okay Y/n. I’m not going anywhere” I continued to whisper sweet nothings to Y/n as I traced circles around her back. 

Two weeks had passed since that night and I hadn’t seen Y/n since. I was getting nervous, what if something happened to her? What if she did something bad to herself? No one knew anything about the whereabouts of Y/n. I ended up asking Tony Khan where Y/n had been but all he told me was that she was dealing with some “Health Issues” By that he meant mental health issues. My issues with the BCC had cooled down but were far from over. Tonight I had my rematch against Jon Moxley. It was weird seeing the BCC without Y/n, I felt as If I was responsible for her absence. Did I push her too far that she finally jumped? I gave this fight my all, every strike, every kick I threw for Y/n. I wanted to make her proud. I wanted to let her know that I was waiting for whenever she was ready to talk. I blew Y/n a kiss through the camera before hitting a buckshot lariat. Although I was victorious I ended up injuring Mox, causing us to end up right where we started. After the match, Bryan Danielson handed me a sealed envelope. “This is from Y/n. I don’t know what you did to her but she’s more sick than normal so thanks for that” he spat as he threw the envelope at me. 

That night I returned to my hotel I opened the envelope. It was a handwritten letter: 

Hey Adam, hope everything is well. Just so you know I am not dead. You are probably blaming yourself for my absence but I have other things I’m dealing with. I’ve been spending time at home thinking about our conversation from the other night. I understand if I scared you away (I tend to do that to people) but I think I’m willing to take you up on your offer. Next week’s Dynamite is an hour from me. Here’s my address and # if you want to stop by. Sorry in advance for everything and remember that this stays between us. 

- Y/n 

I decided I would arrive a few days before Dynamite and check up on Y/n. I arrived at her house and knocked on the door nervously. When Y/n opened the door I couldn't help the gasp that left my mouth. “Do I really look that bad?” she asked. She didn’t look bad but she didn’t look the best. “Sorry, I’m just nervous” “Well I’m sober this time so I would be nervous too” Y/n joked. I admired her home, it was comforting. Artwork and photos covered the walls and plants were all scattered around. I noticed the white sage she had burning in the kitchen, crystals placed around carefully. 

Y/n explained to me that Bryan ratted her out. They knew everything, I assumed they didn’t and if they did they simply did not care. Part of me was happy to know that the BCC wasn’t as oblivious to Y/n’s issues as I thought. The other part felt bad for her. Revolution was soon approaching and with Y/n on house arrest who knows when she would return. “So why did you really invite me over?” I asked “First I’m lonely and second  I can’t stop thinking about what you said. You told me you would ‘take care of me’. That night is fuzzy to me but you cared. You held me in your arms as I cried. I don’t know what I was crying about but I felt safe. You told me everything was going to be okay and I believed you.” “Every word I said that night was true Y/n. I want to take care of you. I want to help you get clean, I want to be there for every sleepless night. I might sound crazy saying this but I’m in love with you. I don’t know why or how but I just am. I am so in love with you.” I was scared to admit how much I loved Y/n but I knew it would allow her to trust me. She would know I truly did want to help her. Y/n smiled at my words and pulled me in close, holding me tight against her. 

“Where do we start?” I asked Y/n. I followed her to the kitchen and began to throw things out. “All you have to do is get clean right? No mandatory rehab or counseling?” I asked “Nope, I don’t think Bryan told them everything in the first place. All of this is staying under the radar and I should be back in time for revolution anyways.” That was good news. We were brutal with what we threw out. We tossed various liquors, sweet treats, anything that wasn’t good for you. Although Y/n was upset that we had to toss her chocolate I had to explain that if I got rid of one thing you become addicted to the next thing. If you toss everything at once it helps to stay on that clean streak. It was hard but we got through it. We spent that afternoon learning about each other, I was able to see Y/n smile and laugh. Those walls were coming down, she fully let me in. Before I knew it, it was dark outside. “Thank you for today but I should get going, it’s getting late” I told her. “If you want, I have a spare room. You can stay the night. There is supposed to be a storm coming anyways so the roads might be dangerous” I gladly accepted Y/n’s offer to spend the night. 

Like she said, a storm indeed broke out. The thunderstorm was loud, the rain was beautiful. It described the mood perfectly. I was fresh out of the shower and went downstairs to find Y/n making a gorgeous dinner. Everything about her was perfect. She too was fresh out of the shower. I took a second to memorize how she looked in this moment, scared I would never see it again. Her hair was still damp as she went about making dinner. She looked so focused as she measured the ingredients. Her skin glowed in the dim lights, you could tell by her body language that she was relaxed. Once she noticed me she smiled and called me down the stairs. It was a genuine smile that made me smile. When I reached her I gave her a quick kiss and hug to thank her for having me stay the night. As I held her her skin was warm, she smelt like lavender, she felt like home. I know that this whole thing started off as me wanting to help her but she would also end up helping me. I didn’t even realize I had been going through some of the same things as Y/n. I nearly choked on my food when she said “I know we have spent so much time talking about me and my issues but why don’t we talk about you. You helped me with mine so I will help you with yours” I was shocked. “I’m fine, I don’t have any issues” I told her, offended. “Fine, but I know that Punk stuff still bugs you. If you don’t want to talk about that’s fine, but when you are ready to talk about it I will listen” she told me sincerely. I was quick to change the subject and pretend like that whole situation didn’t still bother me. 

I helped Y/n clean up after dinner and the two of us decided to cuddle up on the couch together. Listening to the beautiful storm as one of my favorite albums Dark Side Of The Moon by Pink Floyd quietly played in the background. It was calming, the only light source was the fireplace in front of us. I know she didn’t mean it like that but I couldn't stop thinking about how Y/n said I had issues too. Sure I was an alcoholic, sure I had a temper but that’s nothing. I was interrupted by my thoughts when Y/n asked, “What’s on your mind cowboy?” “What?” “I know you're thinking about something, spill it” I had no choice. It was only fair I opened up to Y/n like how she did to me. 

“Your right” I told her “Right about what?” she asked “About the Punk thing. It still bugs me. I don’t know why but it does. I just can’t seem to catch a break. I can’t breathe without him criticizing me. He started this whole thing to begin with, he is a salty old man who deserves everything that’s happening to him. The world has given him instant karma.” Y/n listened to every word I said. She never once interrupted me, she let me get everything out of my system before assuring me that none of this was my fault. That I was smart, talented and was more pretty than he was. Although her praises were small they left a big impact on me. I felt myself getting emotional, Y/n noticed this and was able to assure me everything would be okay. She sat on my lap, her arms around holding  me close as she told me that everything would be okay. “Everything is going to be okay, I promise. Regardless of what happens with you and the BCC I’m not going anywhere. This can be our secret Adam, no one needs to know” 

I completely forgot about my ongoing issues with the BCC. I didn’t even want to think about that right now. That was a later problem, all I wanted was to enjoy this moment with Y/n. 

She must have read my mind as she began to place delicate kisses along my collar bone and my neck. I placed my hands on her hips as she slowly began to grind on me. I started kissing her back and I felt myself melt into her. I felt like everything was going to be alright. In a way I felt like I needed this more than her. As much as I wanted to love and take care of Y/n I also needed someone to love me back. I don’t remember the last time I felt this way about anyone, I don’t remember kissing with such love and passion. As I let my hands roam on Y/n’s body I carefully removed her top. I took a second to admire her natural beauty. I  admired every scar, every beauty mark. I traced them all delicately, wanting to know the story behind them. Y/n noticed and asked “Is something wrong?” she looked scared, as if she got caught doing something bad. She whispered an “I’m sorry for scaring you” before she grabbing a blanket that was close by to cover herself up. Before I could say anything she was gone, running up the stairs to her room as the tears formed in her eyes. 

I was quick to follow her. I quietly knocked on her bedroom door, waiting for a response. “Go away” she mumbled. “I’m sorry Y/n. You didn’t do anything wrong” I told her “Just let me in so I can explain myself” As I entered Y/n’s room I was taken away from the decor. All of this was the complete opposite of what she portrayed on TV. The room was filled with light pastel colors. In the corner of the room sat a big comfy chair filled with old dolls and plushies. I couldn't believe my eyes. This was the side that was hidden from the world. Y/n didn’t even look at me, she sat on her bed with her back towards me. I sat next to her telling her how sorry I was for making her upset. “I should be the one that’s apologizing” she told me “Why should you apologize? You did nothing wrong” I reassured her. “This is what always happens, I find someone and they claim to like me even with all my flaws. Once they get a close enough look they get scared and run off” I didn’t quite understand where she was going with this. “Scared of what?” I asked “Scared of who I really am, scared of the scars I have hidden. Take a look around you, would you expect any of this from me?” “I actually I did. I knew that deep down inside something like this was hidden. That is the part I wanted to explore. Y/n I want to know the real you. I don’t care about any of the things you mentioned. I admire the way you carry your scars with pride. I want to know the story behind them all. I want to be the one that cleans your wounds not makes them” I gently wiped away the tears that fell from her face and apologized for making her upset once again. 

“I don’t deserve any of this” she told me “Yes you do, you deserve someone who loves you for who you are. I’ve never told anyone this before but me and you are more similar than you think. I take antidepressants too, I’m an alcoholic. I can’t sleep at night because the voices in my head won’t shut up. I was too focused on getting to know the real you that I haven’t even got the chance to know the real me” I could see the look in Y/n’s eyes soffen at my words. I removed my shirt and pointed to a faded scar on my left arm. “You see this, I did this. We are the same” I told her. “You’ve seen my matches Y/n. Just like you I live for the taste of my own blood. I love the way it feels. I haven’t felt things in a long time, I too use wrestling as an escape. I’m going to challenge Mox to a Texas death match so I can feel something inside. When I’m with you I feel like I can tell you anything. I can be myself. I feel safe, I feel at peace, I feel at home. I can tell that you will be my new home” I didn’t even notice the tears that fell from my face until Y/n kissed them away. “I love you too,” She told me. 

The two of us ended the night cuddled up in bed underneath the warm covers. I held Y/n close as she slept. It took me a while to fall asleep, I listened to the rain and thunder as I took in the moment. As I looked at Y/n I couldn't help the warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. She was at peace. We didn’t sleep together that night but we didn’t need to. When that moment would arrive I wanted to take my time and savor it. It would be a healing experience for the both of us. Never in my life did I feel so calm, so at peace. I knew that everything would be okay. I too was touch deprived. All this was was skin on skin contact, my bare chest on hers as we fell asleep feeling so loved. I loved this woman so much. I would do anything for her and I knew she would do anything for me. The dark side of the moon is used to describe something mysterious and unknown. The dark side of the moon is supposed to be the side we never see, the side that faces away from Earth. Somehow I was able to find that in Y/n. I found the light side in her heart and I wouldn't take it for granted. 

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[madhatterbri]

Dynasty | Hangman A.P.

Summary: The Hangman betrays you.

Author's Note: This is going to hurt. Western AU.

@theworldofotps

@99hook

@midwestmade29

The sun shined through the windows of the hideout house. The pesky rays shined brightly on your face. An annoyed huff and putting a pillow over your eyes couldn't stop you from waking up. Hangman laid next to you, snoring softly. You turned to look at him.

His hair laid messy over his face. Despite the blonde locks, you could see his handsome face. He looked so peaceful. Ever since he came back from meeting with some friends, he was a different man. The Hangman was no longer high strung about everything.

You laid your head on his shoulder and glided your fingers over his chest. He stirred slightly and pulled your closer to him. His blue eyes stared into yours. He laced his fingers in yours. "Can't keep your hands to yourself?"

"I could, but why would I want to?" You asked and kissed him. You rolled out of bed. After weeks of being with him, you knew time at the hideout wouldn't last long. Life with the Hangman was constantly on the move. No place could be called home for long, not with the lawmen looking for him and your father and fiancé looking for you.

"What's the rush?" He asked and sat up.

"You are a wanted man, and I'll be damned if they hurt you," you answered. The confidence in your voice something you'd never thought you hear.

"It's not me they'll be wanting today," he spoke and stared at you. You looked at him in confusion. The distant sounds of horses galloping made you tense. You grabbed his hand and tried to pull him from the bed.

"We have to get out of here. We can grab the horses and go. We will come back for the money," she ordered. He grabbed her hand, keeping her still. She struggled against him, still unsure of what was going on.

"Don't resist," he ordered and led her towards the door. You followed with shaky legs. He waited with you, never letting your hand go. The sound of galloping horses stopped. A man dismounted and opened the door. You gasped and stared at your father.

"No, Adam, let me go," you whimpered and tried to pull away. His betrayal fell on you like a bucket of cold water. Your heart felt like it broke in two. The air in the room was sucked away. "Please don't do this. I'll do anything,"

Your pleas fell on deaf ears.

"You got the money?" Adam asked. He spoke like you weren't in the room. Your father smiled and dropped a sack of money on the table.

"What? Are you trading me for money? You are the Hangman!" You exclaimed. Tears fell down your cheeks. Loud sobs racked your body.

"Did he not tell you he was retiring, darling?" Your father asked. "Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor isn't the most lucrative career,"

"Adam, please don't do this," you begged. You placed your hand on his cheek. "You aren't like them. I love you,"

Adam snapped his head at you. "You don't know me,"

Your dad used the distraction to grab your wrist. You struggled against him. Despite his betrayal, you begged Adam to help you. Adam ignored your pleas and stared at the ground. Your father quickly overpowered you, and soon, you were gone from the hideout.

"Where is Y/N?" Nick asked and looked around. The house was quiet without her.

Hours later, Matt and Nick Jackson came back to the hideout after visiting their families. The hideout felt tense, and something was off. Normally, you would run to greet them. All they found was a drunk Hangman.

His back was towards them. He was lounging in a chair. A half empty bottle of alcohol on the table before him. He reeked of alcohol.

"Gone," the Hangman answered roughly.

"Gone? Where did she go? There isn't a town near here for miles," Matt interjected.

"Her dad picked her up. Claudio will marry her before the week's end, and we got paid for our babysitting services," he answered and pointed to the sack. "Split up the money three ways and go back to your families. We are done here,"

"What?" Nick asked. "You traded her in for money? You said you changed, and you were ready to restore the Hangman name to its former glory. What happened?"

The Hangman stared out the window. He didn't bother answering them. They weren't going to understand. Hell, he didn't even understand. One day, he found your father. After some small talk, he agreed to give you back.

"We believed in you. She believed in you. Your father would be so disappointed," Matt snapped and grabbed the Hangman's shot of alcohol. He tossed the liquid in his face. Adam grunted and rubbed the alcohol from his eyes. "Come on, Nick. We are going to get Y/N out of there,"

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[thewulf]

Hi! Reading one of your fic got me this idea: hangman x reader, she isn't a pilot, maybe a paramedic or nurse or something like this. She goes to the hard deck because her best friend works there on the weekends and she became friends with the daggers, especially hangman and these two are pinning on each other, but don't act on their feelings because reader knows he doesn't do relationship and she doesn't like the friends with benefits thing, and Jake is afraid to not being able to give her the relationship she deserve, so they stay just friends. This make the daggers and some patrons going crazy because they are already a couple minus the kisses! So they try to find a way to make one of them to confess, but when someone suggest about making her jealous (because every men that frequent that hard deck know she is hangman girl and they don't want to go against him), Javvy put this idea down instantly because he knows reader (thanks to his casual but not so casual thing with her best friend) isn't going to confess anything but she will distance herself from Jake, so they let go of this plan unti one day Jake's sister surprise him on base and while he show her around and go to dinner the rest of the squad is at the hard deck with reader, and to a tipsy Fan boy this is the perfect excuse to put in motion their plan to get those two together. He goes to reader and says that Jake isn't coming because he is on a date with a girl who showed up on base, but they all still can have fun. But Javvy can see her change of expression and even if he didn't hear what fan boy said he put everything together, so just try to stop her from leaving but unsuccessfully. Jake and his sister enter the hard deck later in the night because he really want her to meet reader, but frown when he doesn't see her, so Javvy spill the beans and then there is a blur of Jake calling reader to clarify everything, his sister feeling like this is partially her fault and the daggers trying to find a plan to fix this when reader don't pick up the phone and fan boy realizing what he did. Next morning he and Javvy go to her best friend house hoping she is there, best friend is mad at Jake but after hearing what really happened she get mad at Javvy because "that's exactly why I told you to not try and make her jealous" and tell Jake reader is for real out of town the next two weeks and she will talk to her. At the end of these weeks where Jake barely talked with his team and the team trying to reach reader trying to fix this mess, Jake get a text from her best friend telling reader will be back home, so he goes there hours early to make sure to not miss her, and when he finally see her the first thing he says is "it was my sister" and explain everything and finally admit their feelings.

Bonus scenes: Rooster going to reader house days after her return to talk one more time, but when he is near her place he see her and Jake making out so he goes back home keeping the secret that even with a little detour fan boy plan worked

Sorry it turned out so long!

Ohh I like this! I feel like this is a perfect 3x1 or 4x1 along the lines of - The three times reader and Jake acted like a couple and the one time Fanboy did something about it! I'll probably shorten up the ending but make it fluffy and sweet with some heavy angst.

Thank you anon!

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[coleskingdom]

So You’re a Doctor Now

Adam Page x F Reader

Warnings mentions of depression and self doubt.

@midwestmade29 @madhatterbri

Minors DNI 18+

I laid a wake my brain not being able to shut off staring at the wall. My brain kept replaying every mistake it had ever made, the self doubt had taken hold and the depression was creeping in. I had my phone on silent, so when I heard a key in my front door, I was slightly surprised. I heard his bag drop and his heavy footsteps down the hallway. Adam entered the bedroom as quietly as he could. He slid in to the bed behind me, placed a kiss on my cheek he must’ve felt my tears.

“Darlin are you awake?” his voice a warm caress against my ear. I nodded, not sure what might come out if I answered. He pulled me against him, my back against his strong chest, his arms wrapped around me, my head cradled in his shoulder. There was something in the tenderness in his exhaustion that broke me. I sobbed still not able to tell him what was wrong. “ it’s okay cry it out, I’m not going anywhere “ his hand interlocking with mine. “ I’m a fucking mess, you deserve to sleep I know you’re exhausted and you don’t need me cracking on you .” his arms tightened a little more. “What I want is to be right here, what I deserve is for you to let me. I can’t fix it but I can be right here.” my body began to relax into his. “ Do you want to talk about it?” as he loosened his arms Incase I wanted to roll towards him. The words tumbled out, as I started at the wall, he didn’t say anything but I knew he was listening because I could hear him start to say something. “Did you just call your meds your sad skittles?” his laugh making me laugh. His laugh made me laugh. “ I did” still laughing. The kiss on the neck that was meant to be sweet made me sigh.

“I’m no doctor but besides your sad skittles, I know of away to shut your brain up.”his mouth nibbling my ear, before moving back to my neck. “Really? you’ve been reading medical journals” his mmmhmm in my neck made me laugh. “This a very serious procedure, one that I happen to excel at “ his voice in my ear caused my body to react under his touch. I tried to grind my hips against him. “Be a good girl, and let me see if I can diagnose where the stress is.”his hand dipping under my tank top as his hand played with my breast, his lips never moving far from my favorite spot. “This one seems to be perfect.” As his hand moved to my other,I sighed as this time he pinched and rolled my nipple, when he did it again I moaned out his name . “This one seems perfect as well. Time for me to further explore this situation.” His hand trailed down my body, and slips into the waistband of my sleep shorts. He sighs when he finds there’s no underwear, “Darlin I think I may have found the source of your stress..” his voice full of lust” I believe the prescription is one-two orgasms at night and then to repeat in the morning.” His fingers playing around where I needed him the most. “ Please Adam” as I shifted my legs to give him better access. He teased me by inserting one finger as he ground his palm against my clit, his mouth still kissing and nibbling my neck. I gasped when he added the second finger. I could feel the beginning of my orgasm start to build, his fingers picked up speed as he found that spot deep inside that only he could find he curled his fingers as he felt my legs start to shake and my core clenched around him. “That’s it Darlin be a good girl, and cum for me.” The orgasm so strong that my body pushed his fingers out of me as I came soaking his hand .

His fingers playing with my clit still, “ Darlin, that was so fucking hot” he nipped my ear, “This time I want to see you underneath me as you come apart.” Even though it was only a minute the loss of his touch caused me to whimper. “Fuck, darlin I hope your close because this isn’t gonna last long” as his cock teased my slick folds he entered me his forearm bearing the weight, as his hand slipped between us teasing my clit again, I began to flutter around him “ Adam please” pulling him in deeper “ That’s it darlin milk my cock, it’s all yours, my good girl taking all of me. Your body made just for me, pull me in deeper.” My hips lifted and I hooked my ankles pulling him that final inch in to me. His thrusts started to falter, and the sounds falling from him. I came underneath him with the intensity of the first one, as he fucked me through, I felt him twitch inside of me, his release spurred a third from me. He collapsed on top of me, praising me and peppering kisses on my face and my neck. He rolled off of me,catching his breath before pulling me into him. My brain finally quiet and my body relaxed. I curled into his arms my head on his chest as he whispered soft words fingers in my hair as I fell asleep.

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[that-one-gay-aew-enthusiast]

'Hangman' Adam Page Masterlist

☆ -Smut

◇ - Other warnings

♡ - Part of a series

Reflections

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[daddyhausen]

inspired by @plentyoffandoms bc i just HAD to 😫

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「 SUMMARY 」 — the sherrif of a crime ridden western town pays visit to his favourite saloon girl during the midnight hours

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+ [ MINORS DNI ], handjob, sex work, sexworker!reader, sheriff!hangman, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, male + female orgasm, multiple orgasms, squirting

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.8k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x hangman adam page

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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all was quite along the roads leading into town. the red dirt scuffed at his horse hooves. the animal kicking up mud and gravel in a tired fury. it represented the hangman’s predicament rather fittingly. he was tired, body worn from hunting criminal scum all evening. his bones ached, muscles sore and sensitive. all he needed was a bath and a good fuck to tie him over.

as he made his way through town, the silence of the countryside dissapated. his ears filled with the rambunctious laughter of drunken patron from the local bar and brothel. the gleeful squeals of whores getting their fill of cock. one, a blonde leaning out the window, bare chested, moaning into the midnight hair with ravenous pleasure.

the cowboy hitched his horse out front. the blooming rose saloon had become a second home as of late. the scent of malt liquor and cigar smoke offended the animal’s nostrils. the beast let out a small huff and grunt in response. adam, with a frustrated and tired sigh entered

the wooden saloon style doors parted around his imposing figure. so much so that patrons stopped and stared at their sherrif for a second before resuming their frivolous activities. hangman was greeted by the sight of whores lining the velvet couches, naked and spread, men devouring the with reckless abandon as they moan and pled for orgasm. those men who’d consumed too much liquid courage, passed out in more secluded corners of the brothel while the women they payed for their troubles grinded and bounced on their now flaccid cocks.

“ah glad to see your finally back, sherrif” that farmillair trans atalantic accent graced the cowboys ears.

that voice could only be recognised as madame toni. the platinum blonde akin to that of a showgirl, so glamorous and poised. she was the owner of said establishment, and always took care of the girls under her employment. her and the hangman had developed a sort of friendship over the years

madame toni noticed the cowboys sullen eyes and tired features. how the blood had not yet dried against his skin. it was not his. his body bruised and sore, small welts began to swell when his skin was exposed.

“rough day?” she questioned rhetorically, pouring the cowboy a shot of whiskey he’d regularly ask for.

hangman gave a small nod, downing the shot in quick succession the the burn of the liquid was something he welcomes

“is she here?” was all adam could muster through a dry and hoarse throat.

madame toni offered him a gracious smile with a nod.

“oh don’t you worry. go upstairs get yourself cleaned up. i will send mariah to fetch her for you”

adam slid a ten dollar bill across the bar to pay for the extra services. toni shooed him away playfully, snapping to retrieve the attention of her second in command, miss mariah. the young blonde whizzing away to find you, wherever you could be

adam made his way upstairs. taking a left, making his way to the bathhouse. he opened the door steadily, the room lit with slow burning candles, the scent of lavender and wildflowers filled his nostrils, a welcoming scent to the bloody iron and gunpowder he was used to. he kicked off his boots, quietly stripping himself of his clothing, leaving them by the door, far to impaired to fold them on the stool that had been provided for such a thing.

he noticed that the wooden tub had been pre-filled for his arrival, the water still steaming slightly. he gave a soft, hearty sigh as his naked flesh met the warm water, letting it encapsulate his aching frame. he gently began washing his shoulders. the sting of an old, yet not fully healed bullet wound made him wince slightly.

the door opened slightly, a soft feminine voice graced his ears, it was undeniably yours.

“glad to see you’re back in once piece” you lulled softly in his direction.

his pupils blow with adoration as he peered up at your still clothed frame. you did not even need to be naked for him to be completely enamored with you. the white cotton of your sleeves rolled up to your elbows. the skirts of your dress soft and light. the colours were kept minimalistic. soft greys and blues yet they complemented your skin perfectly.

he gave a soft hum in response, too tired to speak at the moment. you joined his side, kneeling to the left of him. beginning to daintily trace the scruff of his beard. the blond wiry strands tickling your fingers

“i missed you…” you hummed gently beggining to massage his shoulders. feeling him relax into your touch. adam let out a soft sight in contentment. you knew in your profession there was no room for love. especially with clientele, yet yourself and adam developed a bond that was more intimate than just sex alone.

he yearned for you when he was away, could not wait until he see you again next, he had the money to be able to get you out of a job like this, to marry you, start a family with you, give you everything your heart desires. yet you remained, feeling not worthy of such a lavish life, you did not want people to look down on your beloved for marrying a common whore such as yourself. it would bring shame to him in the eyes of the townsfolk.

he hummed again in response to your confession, simply taking the back of your palm and kissing it sweetly, sighing in relief as you began to shampoo his hair. the aformentioned lavender scent soothing his worries momentarily.

“i missed you too…” he finally confessed after what felt like forever, feeling a pang in his gut that he didn’t mention it sooner.

your hands slowly began to roam down his arms, grasping the strong muscles of his biceps before trailing upward again. this time across his broad chest, lingering against his stomach as you leaned in slowly.

“well…” you began. a seductive tone in your voice, lips dangerously close to his.

“you don’t have to miss me anymore”

with that you kissed him, rather passionately, feeling him melt into the kiss. his hands freed from the water, cupping your cheeks and smoothing the soft flesh with his battle-worn thumbs

“i want you…” he hummed against your lips through a flurry of moans

“i need you…”

his please became more greedy, more selfish as he kissed you deeper. playing with the soft strands of your freshly washed hair, the locks feeling like silk against his fingertips

“you have me…i’m all yours” you spoke in between breaths and his frantic kisses

hands leading down his torso towards his hardened cock, still fully submerged under the warm water. you grasped his cock in your right hand, slowly beginning to pump his engorged shaft, the tip of his cock red and swollen, desperate for your touch.

“oh fuck darlin’” he grunted, breaking the kiss, oh how he missed the sensation of your touch. he’d grown so used to rubbing one out alone, in secluded tents in the wilderness while on manhunts that he’d become so sensitive to another person’s touch.

adam revelled in the feeling, gripping the edge of the tub until his knuckled burned bone white. his breath became ragged, uneven with pleasure, bitting his lip to suppress the loudness of his moans

“easy cowboy…” you cooed, stroking his cock from base to tip, feeling him throb thickly in your palm.

“fuck…you don’t know what you do to me doll…”

“oh i know, sir. trust me i know how much you enjoy my touch”

adam’s cock twitch at how you replied to him with such formality. having normally referred to him by his name or the cliche “cowboy” never with sherrif or some other type of honourific. still he enjoyed having some power over you, even if is was through formalilites. adam’s breath grew increasingly ragged, his cock swelled and pulsed against your soft palm.

he muttered out a string of curse words his cock so needy for release, giving one final curse of pleasure before spilling over in your palm. his cum sticky and thick, globs of white clinging to your fingertips as your pried your hand out of the water, licking your fingers clean.

“strip” he commanded, trying to regain his breath as he stepped out of the tub, adoring the way you were able to shed your body of the numerous skirts and pedicosts with ease.

adam’s body still dripping with wetness, not that he or yourself cared as he pulled you close to his chest. his cock grinding against your plump ass. chest pressed frimly against your back as he began to grope your pillow breasts in his large palms

“god, i need to feel that pretty cunt wrapped around me…” he groaned, placing hungry kisses to your neck

“you make my cock so fuckin’ hard darlin’”

and his words were definitely evident. his thick cock, erect and pushing against your flesh

“adam…please” you whimpered, eager for him to fill you like he had done so many times over

he probably holds the record for the most fucks in the brothel. he guided you towards the tub, having you brace yourself against the edge of it, grasping the wood as he peppered kissed down your back. his cock slipped into your slick cunt, instantly feeling the lovely stretch of your walls around his size

“oh adam!” you gasped, feeling his cock begin to move at a vicious pace, the sound of wet skin colliding was nothing short of mesmerizing

“oh fuck, doll. that pretty little cunt is always so tight for me”

he hummed through gritted teeth, bottoming out as he succumbed to the delicious pulse between your thighs

“admit it sweetheart, no other man fucks you as good as i do”

you could only respond in a mix of soft whimpers and moans. adam tugged at your hair, pulling your head back so he could gaze upon your fucked out features

“answer me” he remarked sternly, adoring the way with each thrust he had your mouth hung open with pleasure

“y-you’re too good sir. so much better than other men! oh fuck!- adam you fuck me so good!”

your shines were enough to send him over the edge. his cock swelling with orgasm again. your tight walls clenching around his engorged shaft. milking him of his hot cum.

“you want me to cum in that pretty little pussy of yours? fill you full of my seed like the good whore you are?”

“yes! please adam! please give me all of your cum!”

your begs sent him to heaven. his cock twitched one final time. painting your walls white with his seed, he pulled out rather quickly for your liking, intervening your orgasm ever so slightly, putting the tip back in and then exiting again. you juices leaking down your thighs in intervals, the same with his seed. you collapsed onto your knees beside the tub, breathless and cum-filled.adam joined you, kneeling behind you, arms around your waist. peppering sweet kisses to your shoulder blades and the tops of your shoulders

“god, darlin’ i love you so much”

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[bang-bang-gang]

you want to kill me more than anyone else. That's what love is, baby. text: when rome falls by yves olade (from bloodsport) photo: scott lesh

#jon moxley #hangman adam page #hangmox #aew #yves olade #see also: you can have my heart if you have the stomach to take it #this one made me Feel Things while making it #im working on a fic too but idk if ill ever finish it #this doubles as a love letter to the scars on moxley's back #🔪 #edited to add that the fic is done its on my ao3 under the title in the graphics

[midwestmade29]

Cowboy Take Me Away 🧡

I'm bringing you guys some sweet heat with this story! A little fluffy smut if you will 😏 Hangman had me all in my feels after Dynamite on Wednesday. (Let's be honest, he has me in my feels even when he's not on live TV) I was team no sleep writing this...there was no way I could stop until I finished the entire thing.

This is Hangman's world and we just live in it 😉

Word Count: 2,639 Divider by: Me 🙂

If you are not 18+ years old, please KEEP SCROLLING. Minors do not interact.

This story is NSFW or minors.

Disclaimers: Nightmare/bad dream, thunderstorm, mentions of blood, mentions of being injured/pain, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

Your cowboy helps comfort you after the bad dream you just had...

You found yourself in a moment in time that you wish you could forget. Somehow you were ringside watching your cowboy maneuver his way around the squared circle. He wasn’t alone inside the ring; his opponent was nothing more than a dark shadow countering every move Adam threw at them with ease. The shadow quickly struck him down, laughing in his face while Adam writhed in pain. When he was able to get to his feet, the shadow punched him right in the stomach knocking all the wind out of him. The shadow’s attacks grew stronger and more powerful, leaving your beautiful cowboy a bloody mess in the center of the ring. Despite not being able to defend himself, the dark shadow never let up! He continuously kicked Adam until there was no air left in his lungs. Your heart was hammering against your chest listening to him cry out! You tried to stand but it felt as if there was an invisible rope tied around you, holding you in place. You tried everything you could to try and get to your cowboy! Suddenly there was a bright flash, its essence distracting you. Where was it coming from? Could production be having lighting issues? Surely no one was taking pictures of this horrendous moment! You turned your head, eyes searching all around for the light’s source when a rumble echoed through the arena. You blinked and somehow you were outside, lost in a sea of people. You pushed your way through the crowd, eventually finding an opening. Your eyes landed on Doc Sampson pushing a stretcher towards a dark tunnel. At first you couldn’t make out who was lying on the stretcher until you noticed the familiar, crimson-stained curls and cowboy boots on the person’s feet. It was your cowboy! You called out to him, “Adam? Adam! Please, wait! Don’t go, I need you!” There was another bright flash followed by a louder boom than the first one. Everyone around you started to run in a panic, pushing you farther and farther away from Adam. No matter how much you begged and pleaded, the swarm of people rushing by only ignored you. Your voice fell upon deaf ears the more you cried out for your Adam. It was as if he was slipping right through your fingers, leaving you behind. A final bright flash appeared, this time shining brighter than the previous ones. It blinded you, forcing you to recoil at the intense lumens it immitted. Your bones felt like they were rattling under your skin as the ground beneath you quaked when a vicious rumble rolled through, ultimately bringing you out of your deep slumber…

You jolted up in bed, your breathing accelerated, and your body covered in sweat from your dream. The room was dark except for a few flashes of lightning that shined through your opened bedroom windows. Adam was sleeping peacefully next to you, blissfully unaware of the storm that was rolling in. Every window in the house was open, but they needed to be closed as soon as possible in case of a downpour. “Baby, wake up,” you whispered against the shell of his ear. You gently shook him, earning a groan from your sleepy cowboy. You planted your feet on the floor and headed towards the bedroom door, calling back to Adam, “There’s a storm rolling in and all the windows are open. If you can close the ones on this side of the house, I’ll take care of the rest.” By the time you were done, it had started sprinkling outside. The sound of rain usually calmed you, but you were still on edge after your dream. You stopped in the kitchen for a drink of water before making your way back to your bedroom. Adam was sitting up leaning against the headboard looking at his phone, his voice making you jump when it interrupted the quiet, “There’s a lot of red on the radar right now. Might get a good storm or two here soon if it doesn’t break up before getting to us. If there’s any warnings that come about, the weather radio should go off and I’ll turn the volume up on my phone too just in case.” You thanked him for letting you know as you walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind you. Your hands rested on each side of the sink and your head was bowed as you tried to shake yourself out of the funk you were in. Images from your dream flashed through your mind causing you to shiver when you remembered Adam lying motionless in the middle of the ring battered and bruised. You splashed cold water on your face hoping it would somehow help rid yourself of the sound of your cowboy crying out in pain that played on repeat in your ears. You inhaled and slowly released a deep breath after drying your face and making your way back to bed.

Adam had turned on the lamp on his nightstand and as soon as the light reached your face, you knew you had been caught. “Hey, what’s wrong sweetheart? Are you alright?” Adam asked tenderly. You tried your best to keep your composure, but your voiced faltered when you lied through your teeth telling him that you were fine. Adam knew you better than you knew yourself, instantly seeing right through you. He held his hand out to you, encouraging you to come over to him. You placed your hand in his and he gently tugged, signaling he wanted you to sit on his lap. Your leg swung over his thigh, allowing you to straddle him but you couldn’t bring yourself to look him in his beautiful eyes. “Y/N, what’s going on? Did something happen? Talk to me sweetheart,” he softly pleaded. With his finger under your chin, he lifted your face until your eyes were level with his, and you immediately got lost in them. You leaned into his palm after he gently placed it on your cheek, willing yourself to dig deep and find the courage to tell him about your dream. “If you’re worried about the storm, I think we’ll be okay. The animals in the barn will be fine too. If you want me to check on them-” You shaking your head “no” made him stop midsentence. “Then what is it? Tell me,” He begged as worry covered his handsome features. “I-I had a terrible dream. It was awful Adam!” your voiced cracked when you spoke his name. “Hey, hey. It’s okay, it was just a dream. I’m right here baby, everything’s okay! You’re safe and your dream is all over,” his hands cupped your face as he reassured you. “It felt so real though! You were wrestling against some shadow figure that left you lying in the middle of the ring in a pool of your own blood. I tried to get to you and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t! Doc Sampson wheeled you away on a stretcher and I called out to you, but you didn’t hear me. It was like you slipped right through my fingers! The thunder ended up waking me,” you explained, which only left you feeling exasperated.

Adam pulled you closer to him, his strong arms wrapping themselves around your body and holding you tightly. His large hand rested on the back of your head, holding it in place as he nuzzled his face into your neck. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. That sounds awful! You have to know that would never happen though. Shadow figure or not, you know I’d kick its ass long before it even had a chance to lay a finger on me,” his joke caused you to chuckle as you pulled your head back and looked at his face once more. “That’s more like it!” he praised, his smile causing you to smile bigger. “Thanks baby, I needed that. I know it wasn’t real, but it was the type of dream that lingers even after you’re awake. It just kind of shook me to my core seeing you like that and not being able to do anything about it. Sure, I’ve seen you in countless Texas Death Matches and I’ve cared for you after all of them. Just something about my dream almost felt worse, you know?” Your fingertips traced along one of Adam’s larger scars he had on his chest as your mind started drifting again. He grabbed your hand softly, stopping it in its tracks before bringing your fingertips to his lips. He began kissing each pad as you watched, “Adam…” fell from your lips involuntarily when he peppered tender kisses on the inside of your wrist. The more skin his lips touched rekindled the embers deep inside of you that always burned for him. Your eyes watched as his mouth left a small trail of wetness in its wake, sending a shiver down your spine when your dampened skin was met with the coolness of the night air. You sighed slightly when his lips pulled away, your eyes instantly darting to his plump lips letting him know exactly where your mind was at now. “Do you want to talk about it more, sweetheart?” Adam murmured just mere inches away from your face. You shook your head no, but he wasn’t satisfied with that response. “Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me what I can do to make you feel better.” He brushed his nose ever so slightly up against yours, making you forget how to form words for a few seconds. He waited patiently for your answer, sighing with relief when you finally spoke, “No, Adam. No more talking. Please, make me forget about what happened. Set me free from the thoughts that cloud my mind…”

Your hands snaked around to the back of Adam’s neck as the two of you looked deeply in each other’s eyes. The sexual tension was thick in the air, almost crackling with electricity. Adam closed the gap between you, his kiss laced with passion and full of want and need. You could see the flash of lightning through your closed eyes and jumped when the sound of the thunder roared. “It’s alright sweetheart, I’ve got you.” Adam reassured you. His length hardened underneath you as your hips rocked against it the more he kissed you. The roughness of his calloused hands on your delicate skin made you shiver when they slid underneath your nightgown. He effortlessly removed it, leaving your top half completely bare. Adam was only wearing his pajama bottoms and underwear, which still felt like too much clothing! Your fingers slid under the waistband of his pants making little goosebumps appear all over him. He stopped your hand once again and purred into your ear, “Not yet, angel. I want to take care of you right now.” In one swift move, he scooped you in his arm and laid you down on the mattress. His body weight pressed you into the bed as he massaged your breasts with his hands. Your breathing accelerated when he whispered against your collarbone, “You’re so God damn beautiful. My own little slice of Heaven.” Adam started kissing a trail down your body, covering every square inch of skin he could with his tongue and lips. He whispered sweet nothings against it, the hum of his voice sending soundwaves right to your throbbing clit. Every touch, every caress was intentional, perfectly placed on your body as your sweet cowboy descended in between your legs. With a smile on his face, he hooked his fingers under the lace of your panties and slid them down your legs until you were able to kick them off. He spread your legs wide, opening you up fully to him before diving in and devouring your sweetness. Adam peered up at you as his tongue swirled and flicked against your little bundle of nerves, causing you to cry out his name, “Adam! Yes! Th-that feels s-s-so good!”

He knew you were on the brink of orgasming, quickly grabbing hold of your legs, pulling you even closer to his face. He was completely consumed by your sweetness, humming against it completely enchanted with the feeling of you unraveling on his tongue. Your release ripped through you as you came, you swore you saw stars! With your legs still shaking, Adam kissed your inner thigh and stood up revealing his throbbing cock straining against his pajamas. You laid there trying to steady yourself as you watched his every move. The rain outside had really started to come down, thunder could still be heard off in the distance. Lightning flashed, brightening the room, giving you the perfect view of your cowboy at the foot of the bed stroking his hard cock. Pre cum glistened on his tip, making his arousal even more evident. Adam crawled back on to the bed and positioned himself in between your legs again, the tip of his cock resting at your entrance. His breathing was unsteady as he spoke quietly into the night, “You are my dream come true Y/N. My world begins and ends with you. No matter how many dark shadows I have to fight off, I will always be by your side.” The wind started to pick up outside, rustling the trees and blowing slightly through your bedroom windows, making the sheer curtains adorning them drift in the air as if they were feathers. A clap of thunder immediately followed a stand of crackle lightning that shot off in multiple directions, causing your house to lose power. Now it was nothing but you, your cowboy, and the rainstorm. Adam eased his way inside you, taking his time sliding in and out as your slit adjusted to his size. “You’re so tight, angel. Y-you feel incredible,” he stammered as he was getting completely consumed by bliss. The smell of the freshly fallen rain danced around the room and the sounds of your moans filled the quiet in between the rumbles of thunder. Each time the lightening gave Adam a glimpse of your face, he let you know just how beautiful you are. “I love the way you look at me as I glide in and out of you. You’re the m-most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen…”

Adam made slow, sweet love to you, savoring every moment. His blonde curls tickled your face when they fell around it every time he leaned down to kiss you. He continued his slow but meaningful thrusts leaving both of you panting and voices raspy. Adam was nurturing your mind, body, and soul this way, making your bad dream nothing but a distant memory now. His length filled you to the hilt, hitting every spot inside you, leading the way for your body to find its release. You couldn’t help but cry out his name when you finally succumbed to him. “Adam, ohhh my God…Adam!” “I’m right there with you angel,” he moaned. As you fell apart all over his cock, your juices intertwined with his as he orgasmed with you. Your bodies quaked and trembled against one another, the pleasure shooting through your veins like hot molten lava. Every nerve in your body came alive, pure ecstasy radiating from you as each new wave of pleasure crashed against you. “S-so beautiful…” was all Adam could manage to say. He brushed the hair off your forehead that found itself stuck there due to the sweat that blanketed your entire body. The storm outside calmed, just like the one that had gone through your mind earlier. Sleep overtook both of you as you fell asleep in each other’s arms. Your cowboy was your calm before and after every storm, always walking beside you and being your guiding light, leaving all shadows in the dark where they belong.

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[golden-lovers]

'cause sometimes, I look in [his] eyes, and that's where I find a glimpse of us

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[lonelyvampx7]

I'm so grateful to every writer who writes fics about Strickpage, you truly make my day better.

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