#hangman adam page imagine

[coleskingdom]

Walls

Adam Page x f reader

Genre Smut

For @madhatterbri

Why did I even agree to come on this stupid trip? I thought woefully, Kenny’s level of control of who I saw and where I went was driving me crazy. The fact that he didn’t trust me to make my own decisions, equally annoying was the fact that he put my hotel room next to his. Looking at the clock I knew I had just enough time to get down to the bar for a nightcap and see if anything interesting was going on.

Walking into the hotel bar, I recognized the back of the Cowboys head. I sat beside him, “Hey” I said he looked over at me his green eyes sad and annoyed. “ Hey aren’t you supposed to be in your room?” his voice a bored tone. “ I couldn’t sleep, so I figured I’d grab a drink. What about you?” I asked “ Apparently I’m doing the only thing I’m good at” looking at the glass of whiskey in front of him. He really was devastatingly handsome, his strong profile. “You really should go, one Omega is enough in my life honestly.” Taking a long drink. “I’m not my brother” I said ordering a whiskey neat. The half hearted chuckle, “ I can tell by your drink order, you’re not your brother, well not just by your drink order.” The wink he gave me made me smile. “I’m shit company these days” he said “ Honestly, any company these days is better than the isolation that I’ve been relegated to this trip.” the resentment in my tone shown through. “Well according to Kenny, I’m a drunk that only cares about whiskey and fucking women. Shit, maybe he’s right.” his eyes looking me up and down appraisingly. “ Is that so?” Finishing the last sip of my drink. “Your room or mine darlin?” as he finished his drink “Mine is next to my brothers room.” I said “ So your room ?” He threw cash on the bar . His hand on my lower back as he guided me to the elevator. In the elevator his light touch on my neck down my shoulders set my skin on fire. The elevator dinged as he reached for my hand leading me towards his room.

Once inside his hands went to my face kissing me, it was heartbreakingly tender, his mouth moved on mine, his hands gaining confidence as I wrapped my arms around him. His hands went to my waist pulling off my shirt, walking me backwards until my knees hit the bed. I reached for his shirt, lifting it over his head, my hands running over his chest. “Darlin, if you want to stop, now would be the time?” his voice low , “I want this, I want you.” I said looking into his green eyes.

He laid me on the bed, his body hovering over me his hands exploring my curves, humming appreciatively as he kissed down my body. He undid my bra, the man was in no hurry, as his hands played with my breast massaging and pinching eliciting moans out of me with his movements. “Come on darlin let me hear you, let me know how good it feels.” I ran my fingers through his hair holding him there, as my body craved more of him. His hand reached for the button of my jeans as he slid them off throwing them on the floor .

His palm drifted over my panties, to my core, “You’re already so wet for me. Darlin, we haven’t even begun to have any real fun yet.” he said removing the offending piece of fabric. His lips kissed my hip bones, “Darlin lift your hips for me, I want you as comfortable as possible.” Sliding a pillow around under my hips , he dropped to his knees, in front of me kissing the inside of my legs before positioning my legs over his shoulders. “Adam, you don’t have to?” I said as I raised up on my elbows “ Darlin, I want to, just lay back and let me take care of you.” Just before his mouth was on my pussy. “Adam” I moaned at the first swipe of his tongue over my aching center, he turned his attention to my aching clit , pulling it into his mouth sucking on it, my hands gripping the sheets as my eyes rolled back in my head. Appreciative noises came from him as he licked and sucked my body arching to meet his mouth. He stiffened his tongue inserting it and began fucking me with it. “Adam , oh fuck, oh my I’m close.” he kept working a way, a different feeling came over my body, my release flooded over and through me, a deep moan fell from my lips, as the sensation overwhelmed me. I looked down at him, wiping his mouth smiling up at me, I covered my face with my arm. “ How about another round?” He asked “I don’t know that I can?” I said “ Darlin, I know you’ve got at least two more in you.”

This time his mouth and fingers were working in tandem as, he worked my body over. The sounds my body made for him, left me feeling desperate and needy. “Come on Darlin let me hear you .” I reached for his hair as I anchored him to my body, as the moans fell from me his name falling from my lips as he worked me through the second orgasm.

“ Adam, let me take care of you” as thoughts slowly came back into my head. “Darlin all I want is to be buried deep inside you right now.” as he took off his jeans freeing his hard length. He offered me his hand to help me sit up. “ Darlin as much as I’d like to take this slow, I need you.” he kissed me , “ Get on your knees, and grab the headboard.”he said his voice husky and warm. He joined me on the bed, resting on his heels, “Darlin, you’re so beautiful” as I got into position, I looked back at him as he kissed me again. He entered me in one long thrust, as he swallowed the moan. My body feeling impossibly full , he began to move in long strokes, leaving the just the tip before slamming in back into me. The bed and the headboard were knocking on the wall. Moans fell from my lips as my headed was buried in the mattress. He pulled my hair bringing me back up my back arched as I didn’t recognize my own voice begging him to take me harder and deeper.he obliged as he brought his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him his fingers reaching for my clit, his mouth on my neck sucking and biting me. “Adam, I’m so close.” I whined,” I’ve got you just let go.” his words and a flick of his fingers sent me over the edge, my pussy contracted around him bringing him with me. As the moans and grunts fell from him,he called out my name before his release swept over him. He kissed up and down my back, praising me, my body was so relaxed as I felt him get off the bed. I heard him in the bathroom, he came back with a bottle of water and a warm wash cloth, as he was running it over my body there was a knock at the door.

Adam wrapped a sheet around him, and went to answer it, as I pulled the comforter up over my body, resting against the head board. He opened the door” Adam for fucks sake some of us are trying to sleep. You’ve been going at it all night. “ I heard my brothers irritated voice “ Well, you’re the one who said I was only good at drinking and fucking women, and now Atleast one omega can attest to it.” As he opened the door wider so that Kenny could see me in his bed. “ I’m going to kill you” he seethed, “ Adam come back to bed” I called as he shut the door. “ You couldn’t have told me your room also backed up to my brothers.” I asked “ Darlin what would’ve been the fun in that. “ he winked at me before climbing back into bed.

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

AEW Wrestlers Pregnancy Headcannons

Requested by @moondust-imagines

Summary: AEW Wrestlers reactions to finding out you are pregnant

Main Masterlist Part 1

Wrestlers mentioned: 'Hangman' Adam Page, Christian Cage, Chuck Taylor and Swerve Strickland

"Hangman" Adam Page

Adam cried when you told him you were pregnant.

You were scared by his reaction, the only time you saw him cry was after the whole brawl out

The diffrance was this time they were happy tears

He coudn't wait to be a father, he promised he would do everything he could to protect you and your baby

Adam did EVERYTHING for you, he wound't let you lift a finger during your pregnancy

It was adorable but also anoying at times, you were capable of walking 10 feet to grab a glass of water

Adam would run to the store in the middle of the night without a second thought for whatever you were craving

He was ment to be a father, he was everything you ever wanted in a partner

Christian Cage

I wrote a four part fic about Christian Cage that you can find HERE, in the second part the reader finds out she is pregnant. I decided to include the scene instead of making headcanons

I went out to pick up a few groceries and once I returned I found Y/n sitting on the floor of the master bathroom with tear-stained cheeks. I sat next to her and asked “What’s wrong?” nothing “If something happened the other day at work you can tell me you know” I waited, I knew she wanted to say something but was having trouble getting the words out. “You’re going to be mad at me” Her words were so quiet it was barely a whisper. “Why would I be mad at you honey?” What would I be mad at? “Don’t yell, I’m sorry. I don’t know how this happened” Y/n had tears in her eyes as she spoke. “I won’t yell, I promise but I need to know what happened so I can help you,” I told her carefully Just then she got up and handed me four items from the sink before returning to her spot on the floor. She was now fully crying and turned her back to me. It took me a minute to realize what I was holding in my hands. Four pregnancy tests, all different kinds but all were positive. “Are these real?” She turned to face me, mascara now ruined. “Are you mad at me?” I wasn’t mad but I was shocked, but I was also happy. “No sweetheart, I would never be mad at you. Especially over something like this” I gave her a hug to which she returned, burying her head in my chest as she continued to cry. I knew what this would mean, Y/n being pregnant would change everything. Although this was a shock I was so happy. We had never talked about having kids, Y/n was still in her prime and I was nearly 50. “What are we going to do?” I wanted Y/n to know that I would support her for whatever she decided. I mean she is making history with her current title reign and at the end of the day this is her body we are talking about. “This is your decision Y/n. I want you to know that I am happy about this but I understand if you don’t want to go through with this.” She looked at me with a sad smile. “Would I be crazy if I said I want to keep it? I still don’t understand how it happened in the first place but the more I think about it, I want to go on this journey with you Christian” I placed a kiss on her temple before saying “Don’t worry, I am going to be here with you for every second of it. We will do this together” 

Chuck Taylor

Looking down at the positive test in your hands you coudn't stop the happy tears that fell from your face

You coudn't wait to tell Chucky the news

When you told him you were pregant he was so happy

During your pregnancy he would constanly kiss your stomach and talk to your unborn child

Chuck Taylor is such a teddy bear, he would be the best dad

Once your baby was born the two of them instanly had a special bond, you swear your baby liked Chuck more than you

Chuck would build you the most perfect nussery and have the best friends come over to help baby proof the house

As much as he loved his friends he woudn't trust them alone with your baby

Swerve Strickland

When you told Swerve you were pregnant he was secretly terrfied

Not just because he would become a father but because of what he did to hangman

He would get nightmares of the cowboy breaking in and taking your baby, simiular to what he did to hangmans son

He was exited to be a dad but was scared of the responsibilities that came with being a father

He was scared that he would mess everything up, scared he would disipoint you

His thoughts kept him up at night and you assured him he would be a great dad

just like you predicted once your baby was born he was a great dad

Swerve promiced he would do anything and everything to keep the two of you safe

He would kill for you

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[daddyhausen]

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 「 HANGMAN ADAM PAGE MASTERLIST 」

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

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「 SUMMARY 」 — he thirsted for you desperately the need was insatiable

「 WARNINGS 」 — vampire!hangman, blood drinking, blood, somnophilia, cnc, dubcon, biting, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, vaginal creampie, internal cumshot

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x hangman adam page

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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he could not help but stare at your sleeping frame. how peaceful and serine you looked in your most vulnerable moments. unbeknownst that he’d been standing at the foot of your bed for little over an hour now. merely contemplating whether or not to drain you of your life force, of that crimson liquid that he’d been yearning for.

his thirst was undeniable. it left his throat dry and itchy. he craved that metallic sweetness, even just breaking the skin would be enough to quell such throughts. he eyes the way your chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, how the subtle vein in your neck would pulse and throb with every beat of your heart.

it was a feeling that adam envied so. to feel the pulse of a beating heart in his chest, for his skin to feel the warmth of life. to be alive again. he was bestowed a curse the day he was turned, forever to roam the earth as a monsterous blood sucker. how he envied mortals like yourself, so careless, so free.

adam took the time to adore your features as you slept. he’d never seen you up this close before. normally having to admire you from the security from behind your window. you were the most beautiful creature to him, he’d never had a human enthral him as much as you. your figure curled up in the sheets, shielding your body and more importantly your neck from the chill of the winter air. shuddering every so often when a small gust of wind would flutter through the air vents

he sat down, his weight dipping your bed ever so slightly, causing you to stir in your slumber, but not awaken. only a small murmur leaving your lips. he began to crawl up the bed, weight shifting on his palms as his body hovered adjacent to yours. he could smell the crimson beneath your skin, practically taste the iron on his tongue. if he had less control he’d be salivating at the thought

his fingers peeled the blankets back, your neck exposed, craning back for him. the urge to bite was strong, it made his breath quiver with an insatiable need. he leaned in slowly, the scent growing stronger the closer he drew. adam bared his fangs, the sharp indents merely prodding at your skin yet he could not bring himself to break the flesh. at least not yet.

he held his movements for a moment. contemplating if it was morally justified to drain such an innocent creature such as yourself or to succumb to his need for bloodlust. adam caved to the former. instead planting a small kiss to the protruding neck vein, evident in your skin, lingering for a moment, feeling the pulse against his lips

a small mumble rumbled low in your chest. ass pressing up against his inner thigh unknowingly. he was enthralled with a new lust, one more primal that his thirst. he kissed your neck again, resting the waters as the same, sweet noise left your lips once more. the new found arousal was evident in adam, his cock throbbing in his jeans, pressing firm and hard against the fabric. a gulp rose thick in his throat. he shouldn’t…it wouldn’t be right. then again, neither would be draining your blood.

he hesitantly pealed the blankets back further. the more of the fabric he removed the barer your body became. despite the winter chill and the obvious goosebumps that littered your skin. beneath the blanket you laid completely naked. he admired your figure for a moment, how your ass slotted perfectly against the axis of his inner thigh, the swell of your breasts so perfectly round, your nipples stiffened against the soft breeze, it took all his night for him to not grope your breasts in that moment. adam could not let such a perfect body go to waste.

he reached down, slowly unzipping his jeans, shuffling them down until they sat mid thigh on him. he kept his movements slow and intentional as to not wake you. he laid beside you, spooning your substantially smaller frame against his. loving the way your body molded to the shape of his.

your body was so warm. how he missed the feeling, the comfort, the security of just being warm, alive with heat. it almost made adam jealous of your mortality. his cock throbbed hard against your ass, a feeling which made your stir back against him. he was losing it and fast. he could not hold in his need much longer. he slowly began grinding himself against your ass, small whimpers leaving your lips at the senation, your cunt growing increasingly wet, slick with your juices as he began to tease your sentitve folds with the tip of his cock

he did not hesitate entering you, feeling the way your tiny cunt stretched around his girth. a breath hitched in your throat for a moment, before slowly succumbing to the pleasure of his size

“shh, darlin’…it’s okay. go back to sleep for me” he hummed, voice low. his soft southern drawl providing instant comfort, softly lulling your back into slumber.

your body felt weightless under the weight of him. his thrusts were soft and slow, his lips feathered your neck, still in two minds abound sinking his fangs in. your hips began to reciprocate the movements of his thrusts, pleasured, desperate whines parting your lips, mouth hanging open with small, breathless pants

the sight of you like this, practically begging him, egging him on and over the edge of his patience as his fangs finally sunk into your skin. instant relief flooded him, the warm ruby liquid meeting his tastebuds in waves, he drank you in, so needy for your taste. your moans became shallow and weak, he had to remind himself not to drain you completely, he did not want to waste you.

his lips pried from your skin. your blood trickling down his chin in small red rivers, he savoured your taste, licking the spilled droplets that stained your skin. his thrusts became sloppy, his softening against yours as he spilled his seed deep inside your womb. he remained buried inside your for a moment, making sure none of his seed went to waste. slowly pulling out of you, watching his cum glisten against your soaked folds. he covered you up, planted another kiss to your cheek, a softer one to the bite mark on your neck, leaving through the window the same way he came, as if he’d never been there in the first place

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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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[midwestmade29]

Short and Sweet…Again 🙃

Another short Hangman story 🤷🏻‍♀️ Let me get outta my feels and get back to writing my requested story 😂🫣

Word count: 658 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @cowboyshit

Disclaimers: None 🙂

A simple yet intimate task brings the smile back to your cowboy’s face…

“Hey,” you whispered from the doorway of the bathroom. Adam was standing at the sink with his hands on the counter and his head hung low. “Hey,” he murmured as he met your eyes in the mirror. You walked over to him and hugged him from behind making his body melt against yours. “Wanna talk about it?” you offered, but Adam only shook his head no. It had almost been a week since he lost his title match at Revolution, the psychical aches had gotten better, but the mental ones still remained. It pained you seeing him like this, and knowing there wasn’t much you could do for him didn’t help either. You could only be patient and be there for him whenever he was ready to talk.

He opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out his razor and shaving cream, placing them both on the counter so he could wet his face. He dabbed away the excess water while you walked around and stood in front of him, offering your assistance, “Here, let me help. Tell me where you want the shaving cream,” Adam didn’t protest because this simple, yet intimate act was something both of you enjoyed. You loved pampering him by taking over this step in his routine, being a whisper away from him and taking your time to make sure you don’t nick him. He loved watching you concentrate and being so gentle, which was something not a lot of people were with him. He’d be the first to tell you and anyone else that asks that you give him a closer and better shave than he does! 

The white foam expanded in your hands as you rubbed them together and scooted onto the counter so you could sit. “Okay cowboy, where do you want it?” you asked while wiggling your fingers in the air. Adam pointed to his neck and his cheeks, and you began applying the shaving cream to the desired areas. “I’ll trim the rest with the electric razor in a day or two. I need to let it catch up with my mustache,” he mentioned with a hint of a smile. You smiled back and nodded your head while wiping the excess shaving cream on a towel before picking up the razor. You started running it over his skin, focusing on the amount of pressure you were applying and making sure to get every last bit of stubble. Every so often when you would rinse the razor off in the sink, you snuck in an adoring glance at the handsome man in front of you, reveling in the way he would look back at you just the same. 

Adam appeared to be more relaxed than when you first walked into the bathroom, his smiles finally started to reach his eyes. With one last swipe of the razor on his cheek, you finished up and rinsed it off one last time. You ran your fingers over the areas you had shaved to check for any missed spots, but it was all smooth. “All done, handsome,” you said sweetly. Before you could wipe his face off, Adam leaned forward and kissed you, making you chuckle. Your cheeks and chin had remnants of shaving cream on them, and your laughter intertwined together filling the bathroom the more he kissed you! “There’s that smile I love so much,” you pointed out, which only made him smile more. Adam wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly and it felt like all tension had left his body. “Thank you,” he whispered into your hair. “For what?” you asked. “For helping me shave, and for allowing me to feel what I needed to these last few days. I know I’m not always easy to deal with when I get in my moods, but it means so much to me that you’ve stayed by my side through everything.” 

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, Adam.” 

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[plentyoffandoms]

Source of cover photo: @cowboyshit

(AU) Wild West - Hangman Adam Page x f/Reader (18+)

Main Masterlist ♡ Alternate Wrestler Universe ♡ Adam Page Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Unprotected sex. Oral (m & F receiving) Fingering.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy

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WC: 1702

Summary: Sheriff Hangman decides to visit his favourite prostitute at the brothel.

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The familiar building came into my view. Many women, from young to old, were in the windows or hanging out over the railing on the pouch.

They all waved at me, calling my name. Hoping I will choose them.

"Oh, Sheriff Page."

"Oh, Adam."

But there is only one woman who I pick here at The Madams Secret, who is run by the one and only Nyla Rose.

Speaking of Madame Rose. There she was, walking outside, demanding her girls to go back inside. She noticed me as she heard the sound of my horse.

"Good evening, Sheriff Page." I tipped my hat at her. "Madame Rose." I got off my horse and tied her to the post.

"You look like you have seen better days." She placed her hand on my arm, looking at me with concern.

Nyla has known me ever since I was a young boy, coming to this small dusty town with my father.

"Are those men from the Blackpool Gang giving you trouble again?"

"No more trouble than usual." The two of us walked through her front doors.

"She is up in her room." Nyla nodded her head towards the stairs. I thanked her as I walked through the crowded room.

Many women hanging all over men who should be at home with their wives and their children. I saw many men get taken by their hands to go somewhere private.

I walked up the stairs, taking the familiar route to her room. I tried to ignore the noises coming from behind the closed doors.

I raised my hand to knock on the familiar door, but I stopped myself. I took off my hand and tried to fix my hair as best as I could.

Her door opened suddenly, and she gave me an amused smile. "Good evening, Sheriff Page."

"Good evening, sweetheart." She shook her head, giggling at the fact that I call her . I know she gets called many names, but never sweetheart.

She stepped to the side, and I walked into her room, looking around. I have no idea what I am looking for, but I always look around when I come by.

I heard the door close, and I turned to look at her. She was leaning against the door. "Stephen." Was all she had to say before I took her in my arms and kissed her, hard, moaning her name.

Hearing her say my name, my real name also sent a shiver up my spine.

When my father and I first came here, we were actually on the run from some debt collector. We travelled for many weeks before we settled here, with whole new identities.

I became Adam Page.

I met YN when I was wandering around, trying to get used to this place I would eventually call home.

I met her right outside The Madams Secret. Her mother was a prostitute there. Nyla took YN under her ring and kept her safe while her mother was busy with her clients.

YN wasn't friends with any other children in town because the grownups were concerned about their children being around that type of environment.

She found out my real name when she was at my place one evening, and my father came in, calling me by the name Stephen.

"Who is Stephen?" Came her soft voice.

That night, we told her everything. She promised she would never tell anyone, and to this day, she never has. She only says my name in private.

As I bunched her skirts up around her waist, eager to get my hand between her thighs, I wanted to tell her how much I missed her, but I couldn't.

She spread her legs for me, and I groaned at how wet she already is for me. I inserted two fingers, and her mouth left mine, gasping.

"You missed me, Sweetheart? Yeah, you did. I can tell." I said as I thrust my fingers in and out of her pussy.

Every time I see her, I always make sure that she orgasms at least two times. The record for me making her orgasm is six times.

"Come on, sweetheart, I can feel you're close already. No one took care of you while I was gone?" I placed my hand that wasn't between her thighs at the nape of her neck, forcing her to look into my eyes.

Her eyes were half-closed, and her mouth was hanging open. Her pussy was fluttering around my fingers. She shook her head no.

"I know they didn't. No one ever does. Don't worry, Stephen is here to take care of you. You want my mouth after this or my cock?"

Her pussy tightened around my fingers when I said my cock, but I needed her to say it.

"Cock. I need yours." Her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth fell open, ready to moan my name loudly.

I crashed my mouth against hers, swallowing her moans as she came for the first time tonight. I groaned into the kiss as she squeezed my fingers with her pussy.

I continued to thrust my fingers through her orgasm. "Look at me." I said to her as I pulled fingers out her pussy.

I opened my mouth once her eyes were on me and placed my fingers in my mouth, my eyes closing at the taste of her.

I pulled away from her slightly, dropping to my knees. "Hold your skirts for me."

I groaned loudly when my mouth wrapped around her clit. Her skirts fell around me, making it dark. Her hands gripped my head through the fabric as she grinded her pussy against my mouth.

"That's it, sweetheart. Use me." I muttered against her pussy, knowing she can't hear me. I continued to eat her out, wanting her to finish all of my face.

She was crying our my name, almost like a chant. Her legs were shaking. If I wasn't holding her up, she would be sliding down the door.

"Oh, shit." Was all I heard before she soaked my face. I groaned as she soaked my chin, her juices soaking into my beard.

She lifted her skirts, and I had to blink at the soft light in the room. She was going to say something, but I stood up so fast, lifting her into my arms, making her squeal.

"Stephen." She gasped as she clung to me. I walked backwards towards her bed, didn't stop until I felt the edge of her bed against the back of my thighs.

I sat on the bed, bringing her with me, letting her sit in my lap, our lips connecting once more. "I need to see you." I said against her lip. I let go hips as she slid off my lap.

I didn't tear my eyes away as she slowly took her clothes off. I imagined that this was happening in our own home, instead of a brothel, that I should have shut down long ago.

"Your turn, Stephen." She said as she stepped out of her skirts. I quickly undressed, watching as she bit her lip as more and more of skin appeared until I was just as naked as her.

She walked towards me and placed her hands on my chest, and pushed me so I was laying flat on back on her bed.

I gripped my cock, jerking it as she climbed on top of me. "You wanna ride this cowboy?" I asked as she raised her self so she was hovering over my cock.

"Always." She said as she placed my cock against her pussy and slid down on my cock. The moment I was fully inside her, I gripped her hips, hard. Not wanting her to move. Never wanting this moment to end. My cock being gripped by her warm, wet pussy.

She placed her one hand on my chest and the other on my face. "Come back to me, Stephen." I didn't notice I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes, and she winked at me as she raised herself until just the tip inside her pussy. She slammed herself down, her back arching, her nails digging into my chest.

I couldn't stop the groans and moans falling from my lips as she bounced on my cock. Her pussy always squeezing me just the right way.

Her own head was flung back as she moved her hips. "So good. So good, Stephen." I softly moaned at her, saying my name as she fucked herself atop of me.

"That's it, sweetheart. Just like that. Taking me so well." I said as I sat up, wrapping my arms around her waist, flipping her onto her back as it was my turn to pound her into her mattress.

I pulled back, placing her legs over my shoulders as I continued to pound into her pussy, folding her in half. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was close.

"Come on, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock." I reached between our two bodies and started to rub her clit.

It didn't take long for her legs to start to shake over my shoulders. Her hands gripping her hair, tears streaming down her face.

I fucked her through her orgasm, forcing myself to not finish just yet, but her pussy was gripping me just the right way, but I pulled out, jerking my cock.

She quickly got on her knees, wrapping her lips around my cock. I removed my hands from my cock and placed them on the back of her head as she moved her lips up and down.

"YN." I groaned as I came, sending a shiver up my spine as she swallowed my cum.

She continued to suck, even as I started to soften in her mouth. I pulled her mouth off of me. I laid down next to her, bringing her with me. Wrapping her in my arms, trying to keep her room as the fire started to cool.

"Stephen." Her back was against my chest.

"Yes sweetheart?" I asked as I moved her hair from her shoulder and kissed her shoulder.

"I missed you." I stopped kissing her shoulder.

"I missed you too, sweetheart."

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[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Cowboy Take Me Away

Pairing: Hangman Adam Page x female!reader

Category: Fluff/Slight Smut

Word count: 855

Summary: Your boyfriend takes you on your dream date and does everything he can to make it a dream come true.

Warnings: Swearing

Requested by: @rubyred1980 — I hope you enjoy it! ❤️

You can find the original request here!

A/N: This is short and sweet and yes, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to name this after The Dixie Chicks song. Here’s the song if you wanna listen! I always think of our sweet cowboy when I hear it.

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Tonight was such a great night: dinner, star gazing, and you managed to sucker your boyfriend Adam into slow dancing with you under the stars. Adam just couldn’t say no to you despite claiming he was a horrendous dancer which you always disagreed because he was actually pretty good, in your opinion.

Adam went all out for this date, making sure he packed the thickest blanket and comfiest pillows he owned. The destination was an empty field essentially in the middle of nowhere, far enough away to see the beautiful night sky and shining stars along with the glowing moon that provided the only light the two of you needed. After parking, Adam instructed for you stay put while he fixed up the bed of his truck with the blanket and pillows, once done he opened your door and helped you out, leading you around to the back of the truck. When you saw what he had done, you heart melted, you always wanted to go on this kind of date and apparently Adam had the same idea.

The two of you laid cuddled up on the blanket and pillows, looking at the different constellations and Adam placing a soft but loving kiss to your head. You couldn’t suppress the smile that made its way to your lips as you snuggled further into your boyfriend’s chest. This was hands down the best date you’ve ever been on.

It felt like hours had passed when you finally propped up on your elbow and noticed how peaceful Adam looked, the moonlight bringing a glow to his skin and the relaxed state his body was in. “You look so handsome in the moonlight.” You told him, breaking the silence of the night. You didn’t miss the blush creeping up on his cheeks. He always blushed when you complimented him. “You’re blushing…. It’s cute.” You grinned, leaning down to gently kiss his lips.

The gentle kiss gradually turned more and more heated. Adam carefully rolled the two of you over, he grinned looking down at you underneath him. “You’re gonna be the death me, you know that?”

It was your turn to blush. “Oh hush!” You playfully swatted at his chest.

Adam took in your appearance in the moonlight, you were just as beautiful as the day he met you. Those gorgeous eyes of yours always shined but he noticed they seemed to shine brighter when he was around. And that smile of yours made him vow to himself that he would do everything he could to make sure that breathtaking smile never left your lips.

“Are you going to keep staring at me or are you going to kiss me?” You teased, slipping your arms around his neck.

Your teasing brought him back to the present day. Adam just grinned, “If my girl wants a kiss then that’s what she’ll get.” Adam let’s you pull his head down, lips meeting yours. He always loved your kisses, so sweet yet so addicting causing him forget where he was more often than not.

Your fingers toyed with his gorgeous, golden locks. You never wanted these kisses to end because in those moments you were in heaven, not a care in the world other than to kiss him with all you had and take care of him just the way he liked.

Adam’s lips left your mouth and traveled down your neck and over to your shoulder. You closed your eyes as his lips trailed down your neck and to your shoulder, fully enjoying every moment. You felt one of Adam’s hands slide up one of your legs. You knew where their destination was and you were not about to stop him.

Adam, ever the gentleman, didn’t let his hand go too far up your leg, stopping to gently squeeze your thigh. He stopped kissing your upper body just long enough to whisper, “How far do you wanna go tonight, darlin’?”

You loved that about him, always checking in with you and making sure you’re both on the same page and that you’re alright. He never wanted to pressure you into anything you didn’t want to do or weren’t comfortable with.

“A night as perfect as this calls for a perfect ending so how about you take me away, cowboy. Closer to heaven above and closer to you.” You grabbed his hand that was on your thigh and began pulling it up higher. You took your other hand and pulled Adam down by the back of his neck, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss.

Before you knew it, clothes were being tossed about haphazardly.

Once you were completely undressed, Adam sat back on his heels for a few moments, eyes roaming your body, taking in every detail. “You’re so damn beautiful, sweetheart. I can’t believe you’re all fucking mine.” He finally spoke, leaning back down and trailing feather light kisses and touches from your lips to where you needed him the most.

The pair of you spent the remainder of the night together, making the most of what time he had left with you before hitting the road once again.

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[aalyssah]

Drunk Arugments

Pairing: Adam Page x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 2,168

Summary: Adam drinks too much and it causes arguments and hurtful things to be said.

A/N: I was originally gonna do this for Dean/Jon Moxley, but I don't feel like he would drink beer like Adam does. Hope You Enjoy!

You paced around back and forth from the living room to the kitchen. You haven't heard from your husband, Adam since this morning. He was telling you how he was gonna have a promo with Jon and all the work stuff and said he would call you back. Well, news flash! He didn't call you back.

His friends from Dark Order were supposed to be taking him home, but no one's car has yet been pulled in the driveway. You tried texting John, Alex, and Evil Uno, but they haven't responded. You bit your nails looking out the window, until a phone call made you rush to the living room. It was, Alex. You picked it up fast, answering.

"Hey Alex, where is Adam?" You could hear music in the background, yelling, and singing. "Yeah, Y/n? Could you come get Adam?" You got up, going to put a jacket on and grab your car keys. "Where are y'all?"

Alex sighed knowing you would be mad. "The bar." You rolled your eyes, huffing. Of course, he was at the bar, after you told him specifically, not to go, until after his match. It does nothing, but work him up even more. "Alright, thanks Alex. I'm coming." Was all you said, before starting the car and driving off.

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As you pulled up, lights were blaring, music was loud, it was so loud that you could hear it down the street. Sighing, you unbuckle your seatbelt and make your way inside. You saw many people dancing and singing everywhere, the only one that caught your eye was Adam.

He had at least 6 cups of drinks empty around him. The boy kept telling him to stop and tried prying the drink out his hand. You walked over and tapped Adam's shoulder. "Adam Page, you put that drink down right now!" The Dark Order members sighed in relief seeing you here to stop him.

Adam turned around, furrowing his eyebrows. "Who the fuck are you?" You were taken back by his tone. He never cursed like this before. "Come on Adam, I'm gonna take you home." He didn't protest, but came with you anyway. You said your goodbyes to the members before driving off him. Adam didn't say anything, but talked about how he needed more drinks, to which you ignored.

You pulled in the driveway of your house and opened his door to help him out, but he pushed your hand away. "Get off me." You ignored his demand, still trying to grab his arm. He pushed you back, making you stumble. "Get the fuck off me." He walked in the house, leaving you shocked.

There was no way in hell, you were gonna let him talk to you like that.

Angrily, you walked in, following after him. "Adam, watch who you're talking to." He scoffed, grabbing another beer from the fridge. "Oh, no you don't!" You grabbed the drink out his hand, setting it on the counter. "Give it back!" You shielded the drink by shaking your head. "Adam, you've had enough!" Adam chuckled, shaking his head. "What are you, my Mom? Just give me the damn drink, Y/n."

You once again denied his request. "I'm your wife, Adam and I'm supposed to look after you." You watched as he took his shoes and shirt off. "You're always nagging at me all the time, just give me what I want." You took a deep breath, trying to control your anger.

"Adam, I don't want to argue with you. Please, let's just get ready for bed." He looked at you like you were crazy. "No, I'm tired of you not letting me drink! You're not the one who has to fight that son of a bitch, Jon!" The sudden yelling made you jump. "Adam you need to be patient-" Adam cut you off, slamming his fist down.

"I don't need you! I don't need you to tell me what to do. I know what I'm doing." Your body stopped as you heard what he said. 'I don't need you!' You wanted nothing more than to slap him and tell him to fuck off, but this was your husband. You love him even though he's claiming he doesn't need you.

"Well, if you don't need me, what will happen if I leave? Who will put up with your shit like I do?!" You said, finally letting out your anger. Adam thought about it for a moment before saying a stupid response. "It doesn't matter if you're here or not because I can find someone way better. Someone who won't nag me constantly and someone way hotter."

The tears threatened to fall as he said all the harsh words. "Maybe I can go back to that girl, Addison. I know she won't nag me and she'll let me drink as much as I want." He sang. The tears dropped as he compared you to his ex. "You're a real asshole, Adam! Call me when you see you need me!" You snatched the car keys and left, not caring about your clothes or anything.

Adam didn't think to care about anything, but drinking. He sat happily on the couch watching movies and drinking his beers.

You, on the other hand, drove to your sister's house, who offered to let you stay as long as you wanted.

Let's see how long Adam can last.

~

The morning Adam woke up, he had a huge headache. He looked around the room and noticed you gone. He looked at the nightstand and saw no pills or a glass of water. Something wasn't right. You weren't here and he doesn't remember you saying anything about work.

He got up and made his way to the kitchen. "Y/n?" It was as empty as his bed this morning. He noticed all your stuff was here except the car. As he walked in the living room, he saw empty bottles of beer on the coffee table. It was like a ton of bricks hit his head as he remembered what happened the night before. All the things he said, everything he did, and when you let came to his mind.

He felt bad, but at the same time he could drink. No, drinking is what got him in the situation. Getting ready, he walked outside to see the car gone. He called Alex to come pick him up and asked him for advice. "Hey man, what's up? Are you feeling better?" Adam sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair. "Man, I fucked up bad." Alex took notice of how nervous and confused Adam sounded. "What happened?"

Adam told Alex what happened and what he said the previous night. "You're an idiot, Man. You're lucky she's giving you another chance. If I said that to my wife, I would be divorced!" Adam didn't want to think about you and him getting a divorce. "Don't say that please. Just driving Alex did what was told and drove him to the arena.

Tonight Adam had a match against some random jobber on Dark and all that was on his mind was, You. He couldn't get you out of his mind. Everyone could tell, he was out of it. He would zone out when someone is talking to him, he would check his phone every 5 minutes, and his knee would bounce up and down. He was worried about his relationship.

"Adam! You're up!" Adam's thoughts were interrupted when a Staff Member called him. He slowly walked out, not high, giving any fans nor smiling. He was upset and he wasn't gonna pretend that everything was okay. Especially when it was about you. He did his match slowly as he botched his moves. He was slow and always in though.

His mind was somewhere else. Taz and Excalibur would point that out, even fans started recording and posting it to twitter on how stuck he was.

You watched from your sister's house as you saw him. He's never acted like this even when y'all had arguments, but you would never leave. You meant so much to him that if you left him, you would ruin his career and part of you felt bad, but when you think back to his words, there is no way he didn't mean it.

~

Adam came home to a dark, cold, empty house. Sighing, he looked around. The house was a mess. Beer bottles everywhere in the living room, kitchen sinking full of dishes, and clothes all on the floor in your shared bedroom. The whole house was dirty. Adam put his bag down and began cleaning. In the end, the only thing he could clean was the beer bottles and wash the dishes.

Embarrassingly, he didn't know how to work the washing machine or he didn't know what products to clean the bathroom with, so he left it there. It was now dinner time and it was a hassle, trying to find what to eat. There were many options, but you were the one to cook 'em and he never paid attention because of the beer. He just grabbed a beer and drank it before falling asleep. He can't live like this anymore. He needed you.

2 Weeks Later

The following days came again. He did everything the same except, he didn't have a match, so that gave him time to plan. He secretly got help. He talked to a therapist and told her about his drinking problems and how it's gonna make him lose his family. His goal was to finish the therapy, but he took an extra week.

He wanted to change and get right for you and after many thoughts, he decided he was ready. He called you and asked you to come home, to which you agreed. It was kind of awkward to hear him sound so calm after almost a month of not talking.

When you came home, you were met with a clean looking Adam. "Hey, please come in." He took your jacket off and keys, put it in the bowl before returning back to you. You saw the dining table set, with a candle set in the middle and food on a plate. You took a moment to look around the house and saw it was clean.

Adam pulled the chair out for you and sat in his. You two began digging in your food and sipping on your drink. "So, how have you been?" Adam asked, making eye contact with you. "It's been, okay. I just babysat my sister's kids, so that was fun." You shrugged your shoulders, knowing it wasn't anything special.

Adam, put his fork down, making a clatter noise known. "Look, Y/n. I don't wanna beat around the bush, at the things I said that night. I know I was wrong and the truth is, that I do need you. I need you to look after me and tell me to stop drinking, I need you to be here to clean the house and make sure we are living from your delicious food, I need you to love and care for me everyday, I just need you to be my wife and I'm really sorry for the things I said. If I could go back in time and stop myself from saying what I did, I would go in a heartbeat." Adam took a breath, finishing his speech.

You opened your mouth to say something, but Adam held his hand up. "Wait, I'm not done. I just-" You didn't listen to him, still talking. "Adam. That's all I wanted to hear you say. I wanted you to tell me you need me." You got up and hugged him, taking in the scent you haven't smelled for almost a month.

Adam held you tightly, fearing that you'll leave him again. "I'm sorry." His voice cracked as he apologized. He never wanted to make you feel like you weren't enough, he wanted to do the opposite actually, but after that night, he lost it.

"And I'm sorry about the whole ex-girlfriend reference. She's nothing compared to you." You then pulled back and noticed the tears coming out of his eyes. "Hey, it's alright, I forgive you. It was the past." You wiped his tears and for the first time in a month, you kissed him. The kiss was full of lots of emotions following up the argument.

You rested your foreheads against each other and looked in both of his eyes. "I talked to a therapist and she told me to slow down on my drinking, so I'm limiting myself for every week I can only have 2."

You were surprised that he actually did it, but you believe him. "I love you." You kissed his lips once more. "I love you too. Now let's go sit down and finish this dinner so we can cuddle and watch a movie!"

Adam couldn't be happier and all he knew is there would be no more drunk arguments.

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[retro-rezz-the-est]

ok perfect ummmmm would you write hangman/reader where reader is starting college (teehee) and they feel really stressed out about it and hangman comforts them (in whatever way he thinks is best)?????

I see what you did there lol 😉 lemme see what I can do for this lol

also I kinda used this as an outlet to voice my own school frustrations so I hope that’s okay lmao 😂

word count: 2,342

rating: pg-13 (cursing and whatnot). reader is also gender-neutral.

You feel like hell.

You feel like actual, definite, indescribable hell, and you can tell that it's all over your face.

The bags under your eyes, the tension straining your neck, the burning sensation of holding back tears stinging the backs of your eyes....you couldn't take it anymore.

"Fuck!" you scream, slamming your front door and sliding down it to the floor, tossing your bag aside and curling your knees to your chest.

You could feel the incoming rush of tears before they even made themselves known, that familiar burning stinging your eyes coming back as you pressed your palms against them.

You hate it here, you hate it here and it shows.....you knew that going to university - especially beginning your journey as late as you have - would be stressful but damn, did you underestimate yourself.

Even before you got to the damn place to begin with, you were already having second thoughts and started to doubt yourself.

The second that you got your acceptance letter and the very second that all of the congratulations started to come in, the anxiety began to settle in.

You felt nervous, shaky, and anxiety ran rampant through your system but you tried, you tried so hard to keep it from showing.

So you took all of the pictures, you took all the videos, you smiled and hugged your family and close friends as they offered their praise and congratulations to you. You posed with your acceptance letter, laughed with your mother as you went shopping for supplies, sat with your father and smiled as he cried about how proud of you he was that you were going to such a prestigious school and how well you would do amongst others like you.

You let everyone parade you around like the trophy that they see you as, you let your parents show you off to their friends and to all of their coworkers as "their darling little scholar" who got accepted to one of the best schools in the country....

....you stood and you laughed and you sat and you smiled and you felt - you feel - like hell.

Your worst thoughts begin to swarm in your head as you peel yourself from the floor, feeling hot tears streak down your face as you kicked off your shoes and stormed over to your couch, flopping face first onto it.

Maybe this is all a mistake...maybe you weren't cut out for all of this. Maybe you shouldn't have picked this school; hell, maybe you shouldn't have even chosen to go to university in the first place. How were you gonna manage your heavy class load with your job when you can barely handle working on its own?

The heft of everyone's expectations and hopes weighed heavy on your shoulders but now even more so, seeming to press you further and further into the couch and smothering you.

How would your family react if they saw you like this, stressing yourself out and practically banging yourself against a wall with anxiety? Your friends? Would they still be proud of you? Would they still hold you highly and support you even if you were letting them all down?

Would they take away their praise and berate you for being so selfish, for wasting your parents' money and time as well as the school's just because you were having a lapse in your judgement?

How would they even react to seeing you like this?

You scrubbed at your face with the back of your hand; god, you feel like such a fucking failure. How the hell do you even face them now that you feel like turning back, when you're so close to it all?

You didn't - well, more like couldn't - hear the footsteps approaching your front door and the soft jingle of keys as they unlocked it, the jangling of the your roommate's belt doing nothing to pull you from your emotional stupor.

Hangman called out your name, slipping off his boots and placing the next to your own. "Hey, I'm back! I got the stuff you asked for...I don't know why, though, 'cause you usually only ask for this when you're-"

He paused, his ear perking up at the sound of a loud sob and a sniffle that sent a bolt straight through his chest. Turning his head towards the couch, he then spots you, your feel dangling off the side and your face buried in your arms as you lay flat on the cushions.

"Oh no..." he sighs, striding over towards where you lay with his long legs and places the small plastic bag in his hands aside at the foot of the couch, kneeling in front of you with a worried look on his own face. "Shit, what happened? Is everything alright? Does someone need their nose smashed in?"

You don't respond to his questions and you barely even more when he places his hand at your back, gently running his hand over it as your sobs grow, your entire body trembling.

The two of you sit there for quite some time, with your eyes burning from your tears and your heart beating rapidly from all the emotion and Hangman kneeling at your side, saying nothing but offering everything that he possibly can non-verbally. His presence is a warm one, a familiar one, and one that you're too stubborn to say that you needed.

"Please," he whispers, not wanting to irritate you further, "just tell me what's wrong. Things won't get better if you just keep it in, sweetheart. We're friends, remember? We promised each other to tell each other anything that was bothering us."

At long last does your body finally begin to rise, your legs swinging out in front of you so that you're finally sitting upright. Your hands still cover your face as you hunch over, the dam finally bursting the second you feel his hand, warm and soft yet calloused and roughened, place itself on your knee, his thumb brushing against it lightly.

You let everything out: how you feel, all of the struggles that you know you're going to face in finally going to university, the fear of letting down those closest to you and losing their love and trust, how fractured your mental state has become due to the weight of their expectations....all of it.

And throughout it all, Hangman says nothing, only thumbing your knee occasionally as he listens to you spiel and your choked up sobs fill his ears.

How long has this been going on? How long have you been feeling this way? he thinks. You had looked so jovial the second that acceptance letter came in, so much so that he was the very first person that you told as soon as you opened it.

But now....now, look at you. How could he have missed this?

"Look at me, sweetheart. Just look at me, okay?"

His voice is as soft as ever in your ear, tugging at your heartstring indefinitely but you refuse to look at him....not when you look like this, not when you feel like this. His hands move from your knee to squeezing your shoulders gently, the move somewhat comforting your nerves.

Your hands finally slide down your face and into your lap, your tear-stained cheeks and red eyes now on full display. You look a right mess but Hangman doesn't comment on it, still gazing at you with those bright blue eyes full of concern for your well-being. You ball your hands into fists, digging your nails into your palms and you feel your heart race in your chest.

This was a mistake, this was all a mistake. Tears begin to burn at the corners of your eyes again, another wave of emotion threatening to swallow you whole. You're already too deep within your own head and nothing he can say or do will be able to pull you out of it-

A soft warmth envelopes your face, tilting your head upwards before you hear Hangman speak. "I said, look at me, sweetheart."

And reluctantly, you do, slowly opening up your eyes and blinking away your tears to reveal Hangman before you, a comforting smile on his face and both of his hands cupping your cheeks, forcing you to look directly at him. His hold is gentle, but firm; you're not walking away anytime soon.

Your entire body shakes as the silence grows between you two, the sounds of your shuddering breath filling the air. His gaze is...concerned, but loving. You could only imagine what seeing you like this does to him.

"First of all, I need you to breathe for me, okay? Take a deep breath for me and relax those shoulders."

You do as he asks and he smiles, watching as your body visibly relaxed and some of the lines creasing your forehead disappear. In and out, in and out, over and over again until he's satisfied.

"I know I'm not the best with these kinds of things....hell, I can barely be true with the ones closest to me. But, I've been your friend long enough to know that you'll be fine."

Your brows furrow. "Fine? Did you literally hear anything that I just said? I feel like shit, Adam, actual shit and nothing is gonna-"

You feel him smush your cheeks together in protest, cutting you off as your eyes widen at the motion.

"Excuse me? I was talking, damn it! What gives you the right to say that I'll be fine when I haven't been in months?! You're not listening-"

You try your best to yell at him, to scream out and voice even more of your frustrations but all that comes out is a muffled mess of congealed letters and noises, your lips puffing out and Hangman's smile breaking out into a larger one.

"Are you gonna let me finish now?" he asks, raising a brow the second you move to speak again, only moving his hands when you nod.

"Like I was saying....you are one of the smartest people I know. You've managed to get this far on your own two feet, and that's fucking impressive, if you ask me."

Your brows furrow again but you don't interrupt him this time, letting him continue.

"Everyone always talks about how strong you are, how smart you are, how you appear and seem...but you're breaking, and 'm sorry that I didn't see that - see this - before."

"But you didn't need to, I could've handled this on my own and by myself-"

"Yeah, but you didn't have to. Look at you," he says your name softly, "you're tearing at your own hair and beating yourself up over this."

He pauses before continuing. "If you're not ready, then that's okay. If you are ready but you don't know where to start, then that's okay too. Because you have all of the resources you could possibly need at your disposal...like me, for starters."

Your lips crack into a smile at that one, but you let him finish. "And you have your parents, and you have your friends, and everyone else who cares about you and will be proud of you no matter what you choose to do. And no matter what you do, they will be here to support you, we still be here to support you."

"You mean that?" you ask him.

Hangman nods. "Of course I do. I would never lie to you, not now and not ever. You don't have to stress about shit like that, not like this. If there's anything that's troubling you, let me know so that this-" he squeezes your hands gently, "-doesn't keep happening. You're gonna run yourself ragged at this rate, sweetheart."

A silence passes, then another, and then another before he speaks again. "Just take things one step at a time for me, okay? Handle one thing at a time and whatever happens, happens. You can't control everything at once, so don't."

"And whatever happens, whatever you need, whenever you feel like this...I'll be here. I'll always be here because I care about you. We all care about you," Hangman tells you. "No one'll be disappointed or upset with you about making decisions that you believe are right for you."

And when he calls your name again, dropping his hands from your face and slipping them into your own, pulling yours apart and smoothing away the marks your nails made, your eyes begin to well up for a different reason.

You nod again, slipping a hand from his to wipe your eyes clear again. Your heart thuds in your chest at a more reasonable pace; Adam truly is the best at things like this, despite what he says, and you can't be thankful enough for it.

The afternoon sun that filters in through the window behind him shrouds him in light, making him look akin to an angel, a savior of sorts.

He looks....beautiful.

He grunts when he finally stands to his feet, his other hand slipping from yours as he puts his hands on his hips. That cowboy smile of his is on full display, radiating more light and warmth than the sun behind him.

"Now, I do believe that you need take your mind off things. At least, for a few hours."

"And what do you suggest?"

"Well, I was going to say we could head outside and get drunk off our asses....but I don't want the ice cream you demanded that I get to go to waste." Hangman leans back down to pick up the plastic bag at your feet, pulling out the large tub with his free hand.

"You better not tell anyone about this, either, or else that cowboy ass is grass," you tell him before finally standing from the couch yourself, feeling a bit light-headed before he's immediately at your side, helping you stand with a hand at your hip. Heavens forbid he opens his mouth and gets praise for helping calm you down....his head'll grow bigger than it already is.

"No promises, sweetheart. No promises."

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a/n: ngl i kinda needed to hear all of this when i first started university lmao, i feel like i'd be much better off with a hangy in my corner XD. also i wrote this in about 4-5 hours with no edits so.....yeah.

#hangman page x reader #hangman page fanfic #hangman page fic #hangman adam page x reader #hangman adam page imagine #aew x reader #aew fanfiction #aew fic #rezz writes some bullshit

[moxleys-whore]

Hangman<3

Hangman is a sweetheart, we all know this. He wears his heart on his sleeve though. When Kenny used him a while back he fell into a depressive state, he started drinking a lot and would kinda just sulk around. Then he joined the dark order. They helped but when he was alone he still battled his mind. Wondering if he was good enough or if he was really full of poison. He would have days where he would shut down completely, those are the days he avoided the dark order. If he had a match that day you could see how badly he was doing. Not jumping around, kinda just sadly walks down to the ring. He doesn't bother pretending everything is okay, because it's not.

After that happened and he makes up with Kenny all is well. Except for the fact that occasionally the other elite members make joking comments and he gets a little hurt. Or another crew member makes a snide comment about him and you can see his smile falter.

The worst ones are about how he doesn't deserve to have friends again, he's still full of poison, but the absolute worst you can comment about is his drinking or his little tummy. He gets super upset and will avoid literally everyone and just go back to his hotel to drink. He's one of the few stars who will fully break down and sob. It's the must gut wrenching thing to hear, especially when he's drunk. His little hiccups and inhales of breath are heart breaking.

When he's sobbing, the best thing to do is take a drink with him, take the bottle away, because he drinks straight from it, and play with his hair. Lay him in bed or let him lay in your lap and just play with his hair while he sobs, talk to him and tell him the opposite of what his brain js saying, tell him he's a good person, he's full of love, he deserves the world. Most importantly, rub or kiss his little tummy, he loves it so much because it makes him feel like maybe it's not so bad if you can love it. When you kiss him he gets super blushy, but he finally cracks a smile. Once he smiles you know you've broken through that wall, that's when you start putting in the work. Make stupid silly jokes, he likes them. Praise him, make comments about how good he looks, how much you love his smile, how soft his hair is, stuff like that. It makes him blush but it also helps him gain confidence again. Put on one of his favorite shows, order some take out or cook his favorite food, and just sit with him.

After everything, sit in his lap and hold his face, scratch at his stubble and run your hands through his hair. Just admire his beauty. Eventually you'll see the sadness leave him and he relaxes into you.

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[wardlowsbabydoll]

Dating Kenny Omega and Hangman Page

You had met in Japan on one of their loops

You were there visiting Tokyo Disneyland with some friends who had somehow managed to convince you to go to a wrestling show

You saw them with the rest of Bullet Club, one obviously being a good bad guy while the other seemed just too good to be bad

You and your friends waited outside the arena to see if you could even catch a glimpse of the wrestlers

Luckily you had managed to catch a good chunk of Bullet Club on their way out to go back to their hotel

After taking a few photos and signing your program you found out that by some odd coincidence you were staying in the same hotel as a few of them

After saying goodnight to your friends who were all too ready to go to sleep you went to the hotel bar and ordered a drink

That’s where you properly met Adam

He was sweet, the typical southern gentleman and you couldn’t help but be attracted to his shy nature

He told you about his life in the states and you told him about yours

You two ended up staying until the hotel bar closed.

Your drinks were mainly untouched you were too busy getting to know each other, seemingly getting along like a house on fire

The rest of your trip you kept sneaking off from your friends to see Adam who had brought Kenny along

You two, even though in a flirty sense Kenny was shyer than Adam also got along like a house on fire

The day you were scheduled to check out of the hotel you saw Adam and Kenny in the lobby waiting, you had become good friends in the short amount of time you had known each other

Before you left they gave you their phone numbers, and told you to call them when you got back to the states

And you held up your promise when you landed back home in Florida

You guys talked almost every day

The next time they were in the states they visited you in Florida

He explained that Kenny and he were into polyamory, they had been looking for a third for a long time

It was a lot to take in and they assured you not to rush since it was a big decision

It took you a month before you agreed but wanted to keep things at your pace and comfort level which they understood

Kenny, is an absolute sweetie pie

He was always playing or talking about some new video game and even though half the time you didn’t know what he was talking about you listened to him

Cuddles are a huge part of your relationship

Nine times out of ten Kenny was squished between you and Adam

Kenny LOVES giving you and Adam forehead kisses while cuddling, that’s part of why he likes being in the middle of your cuddle puddle

Expect kiss attacks, lots of kiss attacks

According to them you’re very kissable

Sweater stealing happens often, they’ve learned to accept it

Very much the Disney throuple that cuddles in line (and ignore everyone else who stares)

You are their darling (and you melt when Adam uses his beautiful southern twang)

You guys are unashamed and don’t keep it a secret that the three of you are together

If anyone has anything to say about it you ignore them

As you should because you were all happy

And that was what mattered most

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[coleskingdom]

La petite mort

Adam Page x f reader

Warnings Smut Minors DNI

A request for @midwestmade29

Pure fiction

It was the end of the night, Adam and I were outside in the hotel courtyard around the fire pit. “Why are you all the way over there? Come sit next to me.” Nodding to the seat beside him. I picked up the bottle, i was drinking from, and sat beside him. This wasn’t the first night that it ended up being just the two of us together, but it was comfortable, he pulled out his phone putting on the playlist you both loved.

Staring at the fire, “Darlin, why haven’t we ever?” He asked “Ever what?” I asked sipping from the bottle. “ Your gonna make me say it?” He said. “ Yes because with you right now, it could be anything from food, to bourbon, to sex, your mood is all over the place these days“ I said a little too casually . “ Well it is one of those things” he chuckled, “ You like to think you’re more complicated than you are.” he said.

“ Adam , you’ve spent the last six months afraid to take what’s yours, the belt, your spot in the main event, me.”I said putting my bottle down and straddling his lap. “ So what’s it going to be? Are you going to start taking what you want or am I going to get off your lap and go to my room alone?” My hands running through his hair, resting on the back of his neck. Adam rests his hands on my hips pulling me down on to his lap his hard length pressing into my core. A wave of desire runs through me, my breath caught in anticipation of his next move.

He kisses me softly, testing to see if I’m going to let him have control, I relent as his he angles my head and deepens the kiss. One hand firmly on my hip keeping me on his lap, the other in my hair bringing me closer to him. He tastes like bourbon, and smells like soap and wood campfire. He’s intoxicating to the senses. “ Adam” I whisper as he moves from my mouth to my jaw his mustache tickling my cheek, “mmmhmm” pulling my body tighter against him as he kissed down my neck, teeth grazing, then smoothing with his tongue. I moaned so he stayed right there, until my hips moved involuntarily, and he groaned, he kissed his way back to my mouth. The raw roughness of this kiss, the possessiveness of the way he held me to him, the fact that I was on the brink from just kissing him.

“ Adam, we’ve got to get into one of our rooms” i whispered, “I know but this feels so good, it’s just us, no one is out here.” Returning to that spot on my neck that we both seemed to like , my nipples stiffened as his body moved with his kisses my hips starting to move. My hands running up and down his muscular back, “Adam please” my plea making him laugh, “Please what?” He said “ You know you’re gonna make me say it ?" i pleaded “ Darlin with you and the mood your in right now, you could just want me to make you come by dry humping out here like two teenagers, you could let me take you back to my room and I could take what you already said was mine, or you can take me back to your room and take what you want.” My body responded to his words as a shiver went down my spine, “ Adam your room.” I said biting my lip,” Good, come on before we end up at the first option.” Tapping my thigh and I reluctantly got off of his lap missing his warmth instantly.

He pulled me into his side walking step in step as we made our way back inside, in the elevator he stood behind me, pressing my back into his chest reminding me how much he wanted this as well, leaving no time for doubt to creep in. His room was across the hall from the elevator and once we were inside his lips were back on mine. “ His hands at the hem of my shirt, I silently prayed that I had on a matching set of underwear, as my hands were shoving the jacket off his shoulders. He sucked in a breath as he saw the delicate lace bra, I reached for the hem of his gray tshirt he helped me get it off, my hands ran up his chest. Equally undressed he kissed me again, walking me back to the edge of the bed where he laid me down gently. His hands skimmed the waist band of my pants as he skid them down my hips and legs removing my shoes everything in la discarded pile. I rested on my on my elbows watching him taking off his jeans and his belt buckle, his eyes never leaving mine. His black boxers stayed on but I could see. The out line of his hard cock.

He joined me on the bed, kissing me as he draped his body over mine, his hands reaching behind to unclasp my bra, “ Thank god for an easy one” he laughed as he removed the straps down my arms , “ so fucking perfect" as his lips kissed one breast as the other hand teased, the other, his lips captured my nipple, as his thumb pinched and rolled the other, I moaned, his lips releasing as his teeth grazed gently, taking his time he gave the other breast same torturous treatment, my hips lifting trying to get some friction as my core throbbed .

“Patience Darlin, you picked my room, so I’m going to take my time taking what I want.” His nose nuzzling between in the valley between my breast my core clenching at his words. His hands skimming , your stomach as his mouth followed his touch, his hands went further down tracing the outside of my panties, his fingers moving them slightly to the side his fingers began to explore as his kisses moved back up , “ So wet, but I’m going to need you ready for me” his fingers grazed my clit, over my underwear, giving me a little taste of friction. I moaned,under his touch, “ so responsive, does it feel good, darlin getting close to what you want.”he said . “ Fuck Me please”I pleaded his hand pulling the panties all the way to the side as he inserted two fingers and his thumb on my clit. I moaned as his lips captured mine, his mouth and fingers working in tandem, it was overwhelming and perfect at the same time. I felt my pussy clinch around his fingers and my legs began to shake, he broke the kiss, watching my face , “say it say my name, say my name as you come all over my fingers, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, don’t fight it, I’m right here, darlin come for me show me how good I am, show me how good I am for you.” Those last words took me over the edge as he kissed me his fingers and thumb never stoping their motions as my release coated his fingers. He withdrew his fingers and he brought them to his lips , tasting me on them, “ just as sweet as I knew you’d be”. He removed my panties discarding them to the floor.

“Adam please, I want you, please I need you.” with that he removed his boxers I his body back over mine I spread my hips so he can settle in between them, the top of his cock teasing my entrance. His hand comes up and caresses my face holding my chin, “I’ve got you” as he pushes into me inch by inch, “ I’ve got you darlin” his thumb moving lightly over my cheek, until he’s fully seated. He pauses and winces slightly and I nod, I hook my heels around his hips and bring him in that final extra little bit. “Darlin, you’re gonna break me, before I even begin.” his voice a rasp fighting for control .

He begins to move in long fluid strokes, my hands running up his back. “ Lift your head darlin” taking the pillow from under my head, “lift your hips for me” I follow his words, he slid the pillow under my hips angling it so he could go even deeper, when he began to move again his pelvic bone hit my clit, I gasped, at the unexpected sensation, he set a new rhythm, that as he watched my face As the pleasure took over and the pressure started to build low in my abdomen a deeper fuller feeling, “ Adam” as he hit that spot deep inside me, my walls bringing him in deeper clenching and holding him there,, the room was filled with out moans and sighs, and the sounds of our bodies together.

“ Adam I’m close” knowing that this fills different than the first, “ Let go for me, let it all go" his pelvic bone grinding providing the extra pressure, as I came hard, my breath caught as my release washed over us both. Adam pumped a few more times as he came, calling my name. He collapsed on top of me shifting his weight as I melted into the mattress.

“Darlin, you were amazing.” I nuzzled into his neck not ready to look at him, “ That’s never happened before, I nearly lost consciousness for a moment“ I said slightly embarrassed. “I know, the French call it La petite mort, it means the little death. I saw it on your face and I felt it wash over your body. It was the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen or experienced. How did it feel? “he asked. “It felt like I was floating my mind cleared, it was blank and it was indescribable.” I said. “That’s what they say it feels like that it’s a space between here and the next realm, that it’s spiritual pure euphoria.”

Kissing my shoulder. He withdrew himself from me, and I missed him immediately. He went to the bathroom and brought a glass of water and a warm wash cloth running it lovingly over my body. He settled us both under the covers, his arms wrapped around me pulling me close into him I fell into a deep sleep.

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Texas Death Match

Requested by Anon Hangman Adam Page X Fem Reader

After a year of secretly seeing each other Y/n admits she's been sleeping with The Cowboy. The thing is she is the leader of the BCC and it was when she made out with Hangman during his Texas Death Match with Mox that she realized she was in love with him.

(This was requested was to supposed to be formated as a instagram post. Gif is the pic, the text is the caption. I hope that makes sense)

Main Masterlist

Would you think I’m a sick person if I said that it was during this match that I fell in love with The Cowboy? I’m not sure when or how it happened but it was when I stood ringside witnessing this beautiful bloody braw that I realized it. Who would think weeks of mind games and a bloody brawl would cause two people to fall in love with each other? I have spent the majority of my career using mind games to get in people’s heads. Think about how many times I have made out with people in the middle of the ring as a distraction so the BCC could get the upper hand. So why was it so different when I did it to Hangman? Maybe it was because he used my own tricks against me and got in my head. Maybe it was the fact that we hated each other so much that we actually loved each other. I will never forget this match for many different reasons. Not only is it one of my personal favourite matches but I also made a promise to myself that I would get my shit together and get sober. Even though I’d eventually break my promise (again) this time I had someone there to pick me up and put me back together again. I know many figured it out already that me and the cowboy have secretly been seeing each other but how do you expect two people to do what we did and not catch feelings? Think about it, I attacked him with barbed wire and then violently made out with him on a live PPV! Anyways happy anniversary to this beautiful bloody brawl and a year of us getting away with a scandalous relationship. 

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[daddyhausen]

Hi!!! Yay for requests being open 😁

Could I please request a smutty Hangman please. Maybe falling into bed together after the first date?

Please and thank you!

• falling asleep on a stranger — hangman adam page •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { hangman adam page masterlist }

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{ summary } — they often say you should not fuck on the first date, but adam’s presence was simply to intoxicating for you to resist

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } car sex, road head, mild drunk sex, oral sex { male + female receiving }, throatpie, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms unprotected sex, rough sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex

{ word count } — 2.5k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x hangman adam page

{ genre } — smut

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{ beta readers } — @allelitesmut + @legit9thlunaticwarrior

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the ambiance of the quaint little italian restaurant left you with a mild flirtatious feeling. yet you could not be so sure if it was adam’s presence before you or the glass of red wine stirring a commotion of arousal in your belly. the date had been going well so far, adam had been a gentleman throughout the night, treating you like a queen despite this being the first time you two had met officially. the night was spent getting to know each other, likes dislikes etc… typical first date things.

the restaurant lights held slight pinkish, almost rose gold hue that accentuated adam’s stoic, almost god-like features, the contours of his face seemed sharper, more masculine and handsome than you thought humanly possible, his golden curls, almost looked strawberry blond under the lighting, tied back into a sleek bun, letting a loose ringlet fall by his left temple, one of which he hastily tucked behind his ear

the blues of his irises glowing that of the blue irises that decorated the footpath leading to the restaurant. his gaze never leaving yours, not for a moment, even in silence as you tried to continue your story, getting flustered by his soft stare. in his gaze twinkled the slightest bit of lust, although you could surely be mistaken, thinking that the wine was to blame. adam still held that same lustful gaze, deep blues concentrated on your lips, scanning down to your cleavage, although the little black dress you wore surely left nothing to the imagination, yet his gaze never felt insulting or demeaning, it was as if he was admiring your body, that of what he could see anyway.

“you’re staring again, cowboy” you reminded him with a playful smile, adam blinked out of his trance momentarily, although how could he not stare with the way your breasts filled the thin fabric of the dress, pushing up against the sleek satin, just about ready to burst out at a moments notice.

“what do you expect me to do when i got the most beautiful woman sittin’ right in front of me?” he remarked flirtatiously, mirroring the same playful smirk as you, nursing the glass of whiskey, stirring the glass against the table, downing the rest in one gulp, never breaking eye contact in the process

“oh you flatter me” you waved your hand slightly in an exaggerated manner, mocking royalty with your gesture as adam took your hand gently, holding it in his palm for a second, letting his thumb run over your knuckles, admiring just how small and petite your hand looked in his, how well it seemed to fit.

“i ain’t lyin’ when i say it…” the silence that fell after was not awkward, it felt rather comfortable just gazing into his eyes, hoping that the feeling you felt were not just that of intoxication. your belly swelled with arousal just at the sight of him. clenching your thighs tightly together underneath the table in hopes to try and quell your lust. just before you were able to piece together a response, adam’s voice broke you out of your trance

“shit…it’s getting late…” adam glanced down at his phone momentarily, breaking apart your hands, much to your dismay. you responded with a solemn “yeah” glancing down at your own phone to see that the clock had just ticked past 10:30pm. the restaurant would surely close soon, but you definitely did not want the date to end just yet.

“i’ll drive you home…don’t want a pretty lady such as yourself walkin’ home all by herself at this hour…if that’s alright with you?” adam’s offer seemed apprehensive, almost afraid that you would reject it and the date would end there and then. you offered him a small nod in acceptance, smiling softly as you watched adam’s muscular chest fall with a sigh of relief.

he held out his hand, awaiting you to accept, which you did graciously. he led you to his car, opening the door for you, a gentleman as always, even buckling up your seatbelt, your bodies felt so close in that moment, his chest against yours so much so that you could practically feel how fast his heart was beating against your skin. you thanked him kindly for the gesture, giving him the directions to your house before eventually beginning to drive.

he looked so concentrated, your gaze fixed on him, something about his posture was so arousing, the way his hands wrapped around the steering wheel, how his fingertips tapped against the leather in almost silent thrums, you only wished for those fingers to fill you up, feel him roam between your thighs, have his hands and tongue explore every crevice of your body, to touch him, to taste him, to feel every inch of him giving you such euphoric pleasure.

“adam…” you mumbled, although it sounded more like a whimper in the cowboy’s ears, a sound that made him hard in his jeans. he turned his attention to you in his peripherals, noticing how tight you’d clenched your thighs together. never were you one to be so reckless and impulsive with things like this, especially on first dates, but adam had this way about him, something that made you want to abandon your morals and better judgement, even if it was only for one night.

“yes, darlin’” the sound of the newly acquainted pet name rang through your ears, only drenching your panties further as you shuffled in your seat desperate for friction.

“i can’t wait…” you leaned over him slightly, palming his already half-hard cock through his jeans. the cowboy gave a soft grunt, trying his best to focus on the road and not on the impure thoughts that raced through his brain.

“i need you…” your whimpers became too much for adam to handle. the cowboy relaxed into his seat, keeping one hand on the steering wheel, the other beginning to unbuckle his belt.

“then you can have me…” he freed his cock, the appendage throbbing against his palm, thick veins littering his impressive size, the tip leaking with pre-cum, glossy against the skin.

you leaned down, offering a small kitten lick to his tip, adoring the way his breathing changed patterns even from the slightest touch, you pressed on, kissing his tip, feeling him grow fully erect against your lips, licking hot stripes up his shaft, a hand caressing the base of his cock, watching him for a change in demeanour. feeling satisfied with your work for the moment, you admired his cock, how big it was, how aroused he had become in the space of a few minutes. continuing with small kitten licks just to tease him

“c’mon now, darlin’ don’t tease me like that” his voice was low, a small chesty rumble rang through the confined space of his car.

“but it’s fun” you playfully tease him, quickly wrapping your lips around his shaft, taking the entirety of his length down your throat, holding yourself there for a moment, letting his hand fall to the back of your head for stability, fingers weaving through the stands of your hair.

“oh shit-“ he muttered through gritted teeth, feeling your cheeks hollow around his shaft, immediately beginning to bob your head. his fingers slowly starting to massage your scalp, a subtle way of thanking you for the pleasure he was receiving

adam tried his best to keep his gaze fixed on the road, but he could not help but let his eyes stare down at you from time to time, loving the way your lips worked around his shaft, how you managed to suck him off with little to no resistance from your throat.

“fuck darlin’ i don’t think i’ll be able to drive for much longer if you keep doing that” adam grunted through a deep throaty moan, knuckles painted white with the sheer grip he held on the steering wheel.

“then pull over…” you pried your head up for a moment to respond to him. a slight pop sound rang throughout the car as you pried to lips from his shaft, wiping the spit from your chin momentarily before instantly going back for another taste. he managed to find an empty alleyway in a desolate side street, away from any potential onlookers.

“i know it ain’t the most romantic place but fuck- i need you so bad darlin’” adam turned off the car, now finally being able to give you that attention you need and frankly you very well deserved. adam glanced down, finally able to watch the way you sucked him off, how you seemed so intoxicated with his cock, how you sat on your knees, pretty ass just peeking out from underneath your tight little dress. he undid the ties to your dress, pulling the thin string that held the top part together, watching the way your breasts fell out from behind the fabric, how your pierced nipples grazed against the denim of his jeans. he surely would have never expected such sultry jewellery from a seemingly innocent woman such as yourself

“you suck my cock so well…i ain’t gonna last much longer-“

adam’s sentence caught in his throat, feeling his first orgasm of the night wash over him, his hot seed filled your throat with little objection on your part, pulling off of him and swallowing his warmth, thankful to receive his cum, you kissed him, a small way of thanking him, he tasted himself on your lips, moaning into the kiss as his large palms, fell to your breasts, kneading the soft flesh.

“back seat…i need to taste you”

you obliged, crawling your way into the back seat, making sure to give him a full view of your ass as you did so. you pried up the skirt of your dress, beginning to trace delicate circles against your clit, the sensitive nub shielded by your soaked panties as adam began to strip himself. you sat there for a moment in complete bliss admiring his sculpted body, as he threw his clothes into the passenger seat.

he nestled himself between your thighs, your scent so sweet, he could practically feel the heat of your arousal radiating from your cunt, he gave a small glance in your direction for approval, one of which you happily obliged with an enthusiastic nod. before he began, he leaned up slightly, placing another sweet kiss to your lips, smearing the remainder of his cum against the petal shaped buds.

he dove in without hesitation, prying your panties to the side with his teeth, his tongue roaming around your void, sucking and nibbling at your already swollen clit, he let two fingers fall down, spreading you sweet folds, before sinking them deep into your cunt, loving the way your walls tightly gripped around his digits. his free hand remained on your breasts, tightening it’s grasp as he played and plucked your nipple piercings

“oh fuck…” you whined, hips moving in sync with with fingers, effectively fucking yourself on them. you felt adam smile into your cunt, wanting to take his time with but also wanting to ruin you then and there.

“adam please-“ your cunt quivered around his fingers, his tongue flicking your sensitive pearl with such speed you felt as if you’d release them and there.

“need to make you feel good, darlin’” he sucked your clit before pulling away with a pop, freeing his fingers from your void before lightly slapping your cunt, your body jolted with pleasure, already so overstimulated as he resumed the pleasure.

“adam! it feels so good…” adam increased the speed of his fingers, yet keeping his tongue to slow, methodical strokes. you whined his name through breathless moans, cumming around his fingers, feeling him moan into you as he sampled your sweetness. you almost felt bad for ruining the upholstery of his car seats. he did not seem to care that much.

“fuck…” he grunted, the sound drawn out as it left his lips, he stared down at your dripping cunt, adoring the way it pulsed around him, still so desperate to be filled, how a small sheen of sweat coated your skin, already so fucked out yet he’d barely just begun.

he reached into his car’s glove compartment, a box of condoms rested inside just in case of occasions such as this one, he pulled one out before you stopped him.

“no” you spoke breathlessly, almost in a daze, cock-drunk and so needy for him. adam gave a small exhale, still holding the condom, he returned to you, pressing his forehead sweetly to yours, remaining still for the moment.

“are you sure? i can always put one on just in case-“

“no adam…it’s okay…”

adam offered you a small kiss to your forehead, placing the condom back in the box and closing the compartment. he positioned himself between your thighs, lining his cock up with your entrance. he pressed his lips to yours, slipping himself inside you with ease. he felt you moan against his lips, arms instantly wrapping around his neck, keeping his gaze fixed on you.

“don’t be gentle, i wanna feel every inch of you” you encouraged, playing the the fallen strands of blonde curls that fell in front of his eyes. he gave a small nod, persisting with a rough thrust, one that made you whine in ecstasy. and feel every inch of him you did.

adam’s movements were relentless, yet calculated, every thrust he gave hit you in just the right spot, sending your body into overdrive with pleasure.

“you feel so fuckin’ good, darlin’. if i could keep my cock buried inside you forever, i would”

you leaned up, kissing him with such intense passion that he almost halted his movements. he was enthralled by your presence, how intoxicating your body was to him, how beautiful you were, how good you felt around him, adam was in complete awe of you.

you peered down, watching the way his cock filled you up to the brim, the way you could see the thick outline of him in your stomach, you were completely in love with the sight.

“adam…i’m close-“ you were on the verge of tears, already feeling them prick your waterlines, adam was a quick thinker, peppering delicate kisses to the tops of your eyelids as a way to soothe you momentarily

“so am i, darlin’” his breath was featherlight against your skin, moving up to press a longing kiss to your forehead “…can i?”

“cum inside me, adam…please”

he obliged, wrapping your legs around his waist, keeping him hooked to you as the distance between his thrusts substantially decreased.

“fuckfuckfuckfuck-“ he groaned through clenched teeth capturing your lips once more as you spilled around him, your sweet cunt pulsing around his cock, bringing him to his own release. he pumped his hot seed deep into your void, keeping himself buried deep until he was certain you’d accepted every last drop of him.

“fuck…you were amazing, darlin’”

“as were you, cowboy”

the both of you got dressed in a comfortable silence, as was the ride back to your apartment. he was still the gentleman you’d come to know, despite absolutely ruining you mere moments prior, offering to walk you back to your apartment.

before parting for the final time you turned to him, planting a gentle kiss to his lips.

“hey adam?” you questioned, watching him turn back to greet you

“how about you stay the night?”

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

Lariat Shot

Adam Page x Reader

Summary: Being ringside during Adam Pages match. Trying to help out during the match, Jon Moxley pulls you in the way and you get hit with a nasty Buckshot Lariat.

"Cmon Adam!"

I am banging on the ring apron trying to will Adam to getting up. Him and Jon Moxley just took each other out. He was slowly getting up crawling towards me.

"Get up here and help me."

I climb up onto the ring apron and climbs into the ring helping Adam to his feet. Jon came to do a clothesline to Adam, he ducked and Jon almost hit me. He stopped looking down at me smirking and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Hey Moxley!"

Adam yelled from the ring apron, Moxley turned around and Adam went to hit him with the Buckshot Lariat. Jon pulled me in the way without saying anything to me. Adam hit me super hard with the Buckshot Lariat. He stood up looking down at me shocked. I lay there holding my neck and chest groaning in pain. He turns and looks at Moxley.

"You son of a bitch!"

He jumped on Mox and started beating him down. I rolled out of the ring onto the floor still holding my chest and neck face laying against the ground. The match went on for a few more minutes and I heard Adam get the win. He rolled out of the ring and came right to my side. He rolled me onto my back and put his hand on my chest.

"Y/N I am so sorry! I had no idea he was going to do that! Let me carry you!"

He picks me up and I wrap my arms around his neck laying my head on his chest. He kisses the top of my head. The crowd is clapping and chanting Y/N. I smile and give the crowd a thumbs up before Adam walks to the back to have me checked out by the doctor.

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[midwestmade29]

Do Over 🤠

I've been sitting on this for a few days and finally finished it! Hope you enjoy the ridiculous things my brain comes up with 😂🧡

Disclaimers: Infidelity, unprotected sex, angst. Read at your own discretion!

Word count: 1,012

Divider by: @saradika-graphics

GIF credit: @cowboyshit

You thought you had moved on from Hangman but you found yourself in quite the predicament after Dynamite one night...

You weren’t quite sure how you ended up in the current predicament you found yourself in. One minute you were arguing with Adam and the next you were all over each other! It had been over 3 months since the two of you had ended your relationship, and since then you had moved onto someone else. It was clear that Adam hadn’t. He had your body pinned up against the wall in a dim lit hallway at the arena Dynamite was at, away from prying eyes. You didn’t taste any whiskey on his lips when he kissed you which proved the words he had spoken moments ago to be true, “Look, Y/N. I know I lost your trust a long time ago, but please just hear me out! I’ve quit drinking, for good this time. I did it for myself and I did it for you. I want to do better; I want to be better. No more messing around, I’m serious!”

You hated how your body was betraying you as it easily fell into an old familiar rhythm with Adam’s, just like it always did. He knew all your favorite spots to be touched and kissed and he was using that to his advantage right now! You gave your best effort to stop things from going any farther but failed miserably. “A-Adam, I can’t do this. I’m seeing someone! We have to st-stop!” He groaned against your neck before pulling his face away, allowing both of you to catch your breath. His once light eyes were now dark with desire as they looked in yours, the intensity of his stare made you squirm. His beard brushed up against your cheek as his lips made their way over to your ear. “Pretend you don’t want it,” he murmured, catching you completely off guard. “Wh-what did you say?” you asked puzzled. “You heard me, Y/N. Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll stop,” Adam challenged. His nose lightly brushed against yours while he waited for your answer. “This is wrong,” you whispered against his lips. When Adam felt your arms wrap around his waist and pull him closer, he planted a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth. “S-so wrong,” You started to hear footsteps approaching, forcing you to think fast and decide on a plan, “Let’s get outta here…”

The hotel Adam was staying at was in walking distance of the arena, so it took no time for you to get there and into the elevator. He held onto your hand the entire ride up to his room, and once the door was closed behind you, it was game on. Both of you pulled at each other’s clothes, minds fogged with nothing but lust and arousal as you stumbled over towards the bed. Your hands explored the familiar curves of his body while he hovered above you, his blonde curls tickling your bare skin whenever they grazed over it. Adam was positioned in between your legs, his hard length brushing up against the most sensitive parts of you. Your next words were breathy as they fell from your lips, “Please, Adam. I need you,” Without hesitation, Adam pushed himself inside of you. His length stretched your walls, forcing you to envelope every inch of him. “I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you, Y/N. So damn much,” he muttered against your skin. With your head cradled in his hands, he began to pick up his pace and his thrusts became more and more purposeful with every single one. Your bodies melded together as you both chased your releases, the moans, and whimpers from each of you filled the room. Adam grabbed hold of one of your thighs, raising it up so he could get a different angle and within minutes you were done for. You cried out his name while your body shook beneath him, your juices making a mess of him and the bedsheets. Adam’s words were soft and rich while he watched you unravel, “So beautiful, darlin,”

When Adam reached his fever pitch, his breathing accelerated, and his movements became erratic. You felt him twitch inside of you when he came, and his body collapsed on top of you when the pleasure consumed him. He lingered inside of you for a few moments afterwards, kissing you in between his post orgasm pants. When he pulled himself out, he rolled over on his side of the bed and smiled at you. The two of you laid in comfortable silence while he played with a strand of your hair, but Adam could tell you were lost in your thoughts. “What are you thinking about, darlin? Tell me what’s on your mind,” 

You rolled over on your back and stared at the ceiling fighting back tears. You took a moment to compose yourself before speaking, “I’m trying to think of the least painful way to break someone’s heart because after tonight, that’s exactly what I have to do,” Your words made Adam shift in bed and when you looked over at him, he had the same crestfallen look on his face that he did the night you two broke up. “Oh. I see,” was all he said at first. There was a long pause before he started to speak again, “Well, it’s clear you made your choice, Y/N. I just wish there was some way I could make you stay.” The pain behind his words made your heart hurt. “I wasn’t talking about you, Adam. I’m trying to come up with a good reason for me to get out of this bed. I’m trying to think of any reason for me to leave and not come back, but I can’t. It’s been hell living without you these last 3 months. I’m not looking forward to the conversation I need to have with the guy I’ve been seeing, but I’ll do it if it means you and I get a do over.” Adam pulled you into his arms and kissed the top of your head, whispering against your hair, “Darlin, I’d like nothing more…”

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