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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 9 months

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𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜

Summary: Jay White is a wicked man, of that the entire wrestling industry is aware of. What they’re not aware of though is how the heel becomes a soft baby face the minute he steps inside his home.

Pairing: Dad!Jay White x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, fluff, smut, dirty talk, mild degradation

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

At the first sight of Jay by the front door, Autumn screamed and ran there to meet him.

“Daddy!” She grabbed his legs and began to climb him up. Jay laughed and soon picked her up in his arms before she could fall. “Hi, monkey!” He kissed her cheek and placed his suitcase on the floor at the same time Ivy tried to follow her sister’s footsteps by climbing up his legs.

“Hello, my other monkey” Jay cackled, grabbing her up with his free arm and kissing from one daughter to another as he walked to the couch.

The girls instantly began to cry, the mixed feelings of longing and happiness finally taking over them. “No, monkeys, don’t cry. Daddy’s home now” He hugged them tightly and in an attempt to make them stop crying, Jay threw each kid on top of the gray cushions of the couch.

The girls bounced and instantly began to laugh hysterically as Jay made his way to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Grabbing our one-year-old Liam from his crib, I walked down the stairs to the living room, to find our five and three-year-old jumping on the couch while waiting for Jay to return from the bathroom.

As I reached the last step, he opened the door and smirked “Finally! The last girl I was dying to see” Jay closed his arms around my waist and kissed my lips softly, but too long for the kids' liking.

Autumn shrieked “Yucky” and Liam tugged on Jay’s beard hard while pulling him closer to his chubby face, successfully placing his little open mouth on top of Jay’s lips, mimicking the kiss he just saw.

“Hello, my little prince” He chuckled and softly unwrapped Liam’s fingers from his beard as he took him in his arms. Jay laced our fingers and walked back to the couch “So, what my little monkeys were up to while I was away?”

After dinner, the kids snuggled up with Jay on the couch while I finished doing the dishes. Whenever he was home, the kids got incredibly clingy and wanted to be around him 24/7. Which sometimes made our “alone couple time” get quite tricky to come by but we always managed it well.

The scent of his lemon and mint shampoo was the only warning I had of his presence before his arms circled my waist.

“And what were you up to while I was away, huh?” His sultry voice sent shivers down my spine. Calloused hands caressed my exposed thighs and his soft beard tickled my neck. “Made a good use out of my little gift?”

A lazy smile crossed my lips at the mention of the clitoral stimulator toy he shipped with the note *FaceTime me when you use it ;) Miss you. Love, Your King xoxo* .

“Oh, I loved it!” I purred while remembering the perfect air suction of the toy on my sensitive bud and whispered “I’ve never came so hard so fast before”.

“Hey, rude! What about my skills?!” He joked and laughed before rubbing his semi-hard bulge against my ass and sucking on the sweet point on my neck “It looked like you were having fun” Jay smirked against my skin as the memories from last Friday flooded his mind “I’m glad I chose it well”.

“Oh, you did! Trust me, that’s one of the best toys we have”.

“What kind of toys do you have, Mommy?” Autumn’s voice coming from behind Jay, made us both jump in fright. “Can I please play with them?”

“Not as long as I live” Jay chuckled and I softly slapped his forearm as a silent warning for him to behave.

“Why?” She pouted

“Daddy’s just joking, pumpkin” I narrowed my eyes at Jay while stepping away from his embrace to help her fill up her Minnie Mouse cup with more orange juice.

“Can I play with the toys then?” She squealed in excitement

“Tums, why don’t you go upstairs and grab the picture you drew for Daddy yesterday at preschool?”

She nodded and clapped excitedly as she ran upstairs to her bedroom.

“Smooth. I’ll give you that” Jay smirked

“You’re walking on thin ice right now, White. I’d be careful if I were you” Was the only warning I gave him before he chuckled, “Just commenting on your maneuvering skills, honeybee”

Before I could say anything else, Autumn burst into the kitchen while waving her drawing at Jay. He took it and grabbed her up in his arms while walking them back to the living room.

“Wow, Tums. You drew Daddy in the ring?! That’s a beautiful drawing, baby! Oh my goodness, you even drew Daddy’s new gear?! You’re so talented, monkey! Thank you so much”

While Jay tucked the kids in bed and read them a bedtime story, I took the time to take a nice, long, hot shower to relax. And once I grabbed a black tank top from the wardrobe I heard a small snarl coming from behind me “Fuck, I’m one lucky bastard” Followed by Jay’s hands on my exposed ass cheeks.

“Did you finish the bedtime story?” I giggled at the feeling of his full beard against the nape of my neck

“They fell asleep in the middle of it”

“Jay, they’ll wake up”

“No, they won’t” His muffled voice stated from behind me, his tongue already finding its way to my neck.

“Oh trust me, they will!” I chuckled and as if by coincidence, Autumn called for him from her bedroom.

Jay groaned “But they were asleep!” And soon after Ivy also began to call for him with a cry.

“Rule number one, my love: Always finish the bedtime story” I chuckled and Jay stepped away from me to run towards the girls' conjoined bedroom.

The digital clock marked 12:27 am as Jay walked back into our bedroom. Placing my book down on the bedside table, I asked “Did you get them settled?” With a small cackle.

The girls had called for Jay at least six times in the last four hours since they went to bed. Tiredness was taking over his features and jet lag was finally hitting him.

“Yeah, the bedroom was too hot now” He chuckled and plopped down on the bed with a dramatic sigh “Am I crazy for missing this?” A satisfied smile was plastered on his face and I leaned down to peck his lips “No, you’re not” I giggled.

“Did Tums tell you about the Father and Daughter’s dance at preschool?” My hand came down to rest on his chest as I pressed my chin on the back of my hand

“Yeah, she did” His smile grew bigger “She’s so excited about it”

“Are you gonna be able to go with her?”

“Fuck yeah, I wouldn’t miss it for the world” His hand found the curve of my hip and he settled for drawing circles on my exposed skin.

“You better enjoy those little moments because she’s growing up so fast and before we realize it she’ll be going to prom”

Jay’s brows furrowed at the thought of his little princess growing up “Fuck no! That will never happen! She won’t grow up, I won’t allow it! She’ll stay my little five-year-old princess forever!” He huffed and seconds later we heard:

“Daddy” Autumn’s crying voice came in loud sobs through her partially open bedroom door.

“Okay, spoke too soon. I take that back”. He joked, making me laugh. And more than quickly he stood up and left our bedroom while whispering loudly enough so she could hear him saying “Daddy’s coming, monkey”.

The next morning, the warm rays of sunshine peeked through our white sheer bedroom curtains. My beautiful husband - who was still asleep - was laying on his stomach, with his arm tossed around my waist and his leg placed between mine. His soft snores along with the birds singing were the only sound that could be heard at such early hours of the morning. I placed my hand on his hair and softly caressed his chestnut brown wavy locks, being careful to not wake him up - which proved to be pointless - since minutes later, his sleepy voice purred: “Hmmm, I love waking up to this”

“I should’ve known I would end up waking you”

I took my hand away from his head and at the loss of contact, Jay’s gray eyes sprawled open. He quickly grabbed my hand and placed it right back on his head “Don’t stop” He grinned “I spent five long weeks without my morning cuddles”.

Jay pulled me closer to his body and his breath became deep and steady. After a few minutes, I wondered if he had fallen asleep again, when he asked, “What time is it?”.

Glancing over my shoulder to the digital clock behind me on the bedside table I answered “Six o’clock. Why?”

“The kids aren’t up until seven, right?”

“Yeah, sometimes not until eight”

He smirked and quickly placed himself on top of me, pinning me down on the mattress.

“What are you doing?” I giggled when his beard tickled the sweet spot behind my ear

“I also spent five long weeks without my daily dose of morning sex, honeybee”.

“No, Jay! We’ll wake up the kids”

“Keep it down, then” His muffled voice stated from the crook of my neck. My hands gripped the back of his head before my nails scraped down his back “As if we have to worry about me keeping it down. In case you don’t remember, handsome, you are the loud one, not me!”

Jay hissed at the light scratches “Hmmm, but that’s your fault, honeybee. If you weren’t such a fucking goddess in the sheets and didn’t fuck me so good, I wouldn’t be so loud”.

A sly smirk spread across my lips “A goddess, huh?” as I pushed him off me and to the side so I could straddle his hips.

“A fucking goddess, my goddess! Hands down the best pussy I’ve ever had! Three babies, and hopefully a fourth one in the making, proves just how crazy I am for you”.

I chuckled before leaning down to kiss his lips “I missed you so much”, my hips circled his clothed erection, making him grunt in return, “Such sweet words only come out of your mouth when you want to fuck” He teased as his hands gripped my hips and established a new rhythm to our dry humping.

“True” I teased back with a giggle. His eyes held that sparkle of amusement and lightheartedness that I loved so much, “And here I thought you truly loved me when in reality you just want me for my dick and its skills. Rude”

“You’re making me sound like a bitch” The smirk playing on my lips made Jay let out a breathy laugh, “I love when you’re a bitch” He growled playfully, sinking his hands in my disheveled mane that now falls around his head like a halo.

“My amazingly sexy and deliciously sinful little bitch” Jay’s teeth scraped against my chin, softly biting the bony area before capturing my bottom lip between his sharp grip.

My hands caressed his chestnut hair, pushing it away from his face so I could look into his stormy gray eyes as the next words left my lips “Are you gonna make me your good little bitch, baby?”

“Fuck yes” His grin was playful and light, a loud contrast to the deepness of his firm gaze. Jay closed his arms around my waist and quickly turned us around so that now I was resting on my back. “Gonna put you back in your place, woman” He joked, pinning me down on the mattress with his weight and making it impossible for me to move.

“Manhandling me, I see” I teased back, moaning softly when Jay rubbed his clothed erection against my already leaking core.

“You say as if you didn’t love this shit” Jay’s hands gripped my wrists and rested them underneath my lower back, adding more of his weight to prevent me from pulling my hands away from my body. “You even got me fooled the first time we met. Such a sweet poster girl for good manners on the outside but such a nasty, dirty, willing little whore on the inside who’s more than pleased to beg to be used. When we first had sex and I saw that nice little girl begging me to fuck her like a slut and slap her in the face, it almost made me cum right away”. Jay continued to rub his erection against my folds, the friction was already making me whine with need, “Baby, you’re making me hornier” I moaned lowly against his lips and the confession made Jay grin widely.

“Yeah? Am I making my sweet girl needy? Do you need some cock in you to make you feel better, little bee?”

“Yes”

“Aww, poor thing” Jay pouted in mockery “Beg for it, honeybee. Beg for my cock like a good, little whore” He growled, already beginning to push his boxer briefs down his muscular thighs.

“Please, sir. Give me your cock”

Jay used his tip to rub my bundle of nerves, the skin-to-skin contact made me let out a soft sigh of need. His grin grew bigger after my non-verbal plea, “Do you want me to fuck that tight, little pussy, honeybee? Want me to use it and stretch it out for you, beautiful?”

“Yes, sir”

“Then beg me one more time, baby. Let me hear you” Jay’s voice was hoarse with desire, his crown was softly pressing against my entrance, just waiting for my next words to fill me up.

“Please put your cock inside me, sir. Give it to me like only you can”

Jay’s animalistic growl was muffled by my kiss, he slowly sank into me, giving me some time to adjust to him after the last five painful weeks without him. His tongue circled mine, moaning as his hips gained speed.

“We need to organize our second honeymoon, little bee. Because I’m dying to make you scream my name for at least a week” Jay mumbled with a moan as he turned me around to lay on my stomach, he pulled me up to my knees and his torso came down to rest upon my back, he intertwined our fingers together and I turned my face to the side to kiss him.

“I love you, honeybee” He moaned

“I love you too, Jay” I bit his bottom lip before smiling “Now fuck me like your dirty whore, baby”.

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 1 month

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Maybe a Jay white x reader where they are married and she is apart of the bullet club gold and they are so affectionate towards one another and Jay is always cheering her on and she does the same for him. Maybe she is a Gunn sibling and always wins her matches but prince Nana keeps harrasing her because of the bang bang scissors gang and they all come out there to protect the reader. And maybe swerve trys to get involved.

Bang Bang Gang

This one's a bit short but I hope you enjoy it! (This has not been proofread!)

@saramusazzi99 asked to be tagged in this :)

Mentions: Of Prince Nana being a perv

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One of the main reasons I signed with All Elite Wrestling was so that I could be with my wife Y/n. It had been so long since we were in a promotion together. Instantly the two of us were put in a faction together, the fans loved seeing us together and I coudn’t deny getting paid to spend time with my wife. Both of us were hesitant at first to create Bullet Club Gold since I just left Bullet Club in Japan but Tony Khan assured us everything would work out just fine. I trusted him up until this very moment. Currently, I sat in the Bang Bang Lounge trying to calm down my clearly upset wife. For some odd reason, Prince Nana of all people had been coming out and causing Y/n matches. I didn’t have anything against Swerve and The Gunns and Juice had nothing against the Moguel Embassy. So why was Y/n getting harassed by them?

“So tell us what happened one more time,” Austin asked “Well, I was just having my match with Willow Nightingale when all of a sudden Prince Nana appeared. He asked me if I wanted to see his ‘royal jewels’. When I told him to fuck off he reminded me that he was always watching” My blood was boiling once I heard Y/n explain what occurred moments ago once again.

I know it didn’t sound like much but this Prince Nana thing had been happening for weeks. Normally I would be ringside for all of Y/n’s matches but every now and then we needed a break from the other. Not to mention our matches happened to be booked back to back. “Do you want me to do something? I can talk to him?” I asked “No, can you just be ringside for my next match? If I’m trying to become AEW Women’s world champion I need to be focused on my matches. How can I focus if I’m constantly thinking of Prince Nana” Y/n had a point. She needed to be completely focused on capturing gold. “I promise, next week Prince Nana will regret even breathing in the same room as you”

Just like I said I would keep my promise. Next week Y/n would get her shot for the number one contender for the AEW women’s championship and I would do anything to ensure she would be victorious. As Y/n made her entrance Juice, Austin, Colten and I followed close behind. We watched the ring like hawks, one of us stood on each side of the ring. Just if on command Prince Nana appeared out of nowhere. “How much do you want boss?” He asked me “What? “ “How much?” “How much for what?” “How much for Y/n?” did this psycho just ask me how much I would sell my wife for? I was sick to my stomach at his comments. “Excuse me?” “I think she would make a great addition to the Moguel embassy” I was distracted from my conversation with Prince Nana when Y/n asked “Is everything okay out here?” to which I responded cheerily “Everything is fine my dear”

I waited until Y/n won her match before I started to beat the bloody hell out of Prince Nana. Soon the Moguel embassy and Swerve joined the mix and we were now at war. This was a bloody brawl.

Security tried to pry us off each other but it was no use. This was personal, I was going to make them regret everything. I knew I had taken it too far when they sent the entire locker room out to separate us. Reality set in when Y/n looked at me like I was a madman. I looked down to see the Moguel Embassy lying in a pool of their blood.

I didn’t care about the consequences, I didn’t care that the Gunns and I could get our ROH trios titles taken away. All I cared about was making sure Y/n was okay. I wanted to send a message to the locker room. If you mess with my girl you’ll breathe with the switchblade.

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adriswrld · 6 months

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Retirement » Jay White ⁰¹

plot: jay white finds out abt reader's potential retirement at wrestlekingdom 17

trope: friends to lovers / he fell first, but she fell harder

pairings: wrestler reader x jay white / reader x (platonic) bullet club

a/n: he's hubby your honor 🤝 reader used to be in bullet club when kenny was leader btw! atp, y'all should just expect to see my oc azalea playing the best friend 😭

THIS WILL HAVE TWO PARTS!! THIS IS PART ONE!

"How's your neck feeling?" Sean, Y/N's personal camera man had asked after turning on the camera and filming. As she and her best friend who is also a WWE wrestler shared a YouTube channel, they were filming an episode of Y/N experience for WrestleKingdom 17. "Well, my neck is literally killin' me so I hope that doesn't effect my match later cause if it does the blame could go on Kairi and I don't want that obviously. People tend to blame the opponent if the champion has a bad match." Y/N shrugged, picking up her phone to check the time.

"I'm gonna get freshened up and then we will be leaving soon to pick up Azalea from the airport. I showered last night so don't even try to say anything." Y/N said, pointing at the camera before Sean switched it off. "I'll be waiting in the lobby, Y/N." Sean said, heading to the door and Y/N gave a nod with a tired smile. Y/N rubbed her neck with a tired groan, still hating that retirement was in the rear view for her. But if she wanted to preserve her neck, she had no choice.

Two hours later, Y/N was standing in the airport with Sean, Mercedes and Trinity as they waited for Pamela (Bayley) and Azalea to arrive. "Are you okay? You keep rubbing your neck?" Mercedes asked in a concerned tone.

"Oh yeah I'm fine, just a bit sore." Y/N lied, glancing at Sean who already knew the truth but understood why she was keeping it a secret. Before anything else could be said, they noticed Pamela and Azalea jog over to them after grabbing their luggage. Azalea grinned and pulled Y/N into a hug, Sean getting it all on video. "I am running completely on energy drinks right now so I'm little jittery," she said.

"Oh it's alright, Iz." Y/N reassured and Azalea pulled away to greet Mercedes and Trinity. Pam smiled and pulled Y/N into a hug, "It's so good to see you again. How are you doing?" Pam asked, pulling away gently, almost as if she was trying to be careful with Y/N and that made Y/N think Izzy might have told her about her neck issues.

"I'm doing alright, thank you for asking. Just a bit exhausted but I'll be okay." Y/N said, giving Pam a reassuring smile. "I'm so sorry I won't be able to join you all, I've got lots of things I've got to do today, I really wish I could join all though. Maybe tomorrow I can join you," Y/N spoke as they had all been discussing where to eat.

"It's okay, Y/N, we understand. We'll be alright," Azalea reassured and the three women plus Sean nodded in agreement with her. "All right. Just be careful, and have fun," Y/N said, hugging Izzy goodbye before gesturing for Sean to come on with her.

"It's probably just me but am I the only one noticing how much her moods changed? Like, she's not as happy and cheerful like she's always been, plus she keeps rubbing her neck like somethings wrong," Mercedes spoke as they walked towards the exit together. Azalea sighed and stopped everyone, causing them to all turn to look at her. "Don't tell anyone this but, ever since she broke her neck, she hasn't exactly fully recovered yet," Izzy explained.

"But the doctors said she was cleared?" Trinity added in confusion.

"She was, but a few weeks ago she started getting really bad neck pain so we went to the doctors and they said something was wrong. They said she was cleared but when she started wrestling it appeared that she didn't fully heal. It's actually extremely dangerous for her to still be wrestling. It's kinda like what happened with Paige's neck. It's why she was so urgent on dropping the title to you." Pam, Mercedes and Trinity were all to shocked and concerned to even speak.

"Does that mean she's retiring?" Pam questioned.

"Look, I'm not saying that she's retiring, but it's definitely in the near future for her. She obviously doesn't want to, but it's what's best for her health." Azalea corrected with a small shrug. She was the last person who wanted Y/N to retire but Y/N's health was more important than that. At least she got to say she had the greatest match of her career with her best friend.

"That does explain why she hasn't been in the happiest of moods," Mercedes mumbled sadly.

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"I called my very good friend Okada to help me out for my match yesterday but I just got off the phone with him and unfortunately he couldn't make it. But, as we are already here, I figured why not just train with Sean," Y/N said and Sean smiled. "It's gonna be a pain but I could use the training," Sean agreed and Y/N chuckled and nodded in agreement.

"It's supposed to be closed as of now but I was given a key a long time ago in case I ever needed it. So, let's go inside." Y/N smiled as she unlocked the doors and entered the building. As they walked in it appeared the lights were already on so someone must've already been there. "Oh it looks like someone's already here," Y/N said quietly.

They could hear voices and Y/N couldn't help but find those very familiar. She could pick out El Phantasmo and Jay White's voice anywhere. "I knew I heard my boys," Y/N grinned as the two men both turned to look at her, immediately growing smiles once they saw her. "No way, is it the one and only Bullet Club Princess?" ELP aka Riley grinned and slid out of the ring, walking towards Y/N with open arms.

"Aye, former BC Princess. Not anymore." Y/N playfully corrected as she ran into his open arms. "Oh come on, you'll always be the BC Princess." Riley playfully nudged her once they pulled away and he shook Sean's hand with a polite grin.

Jay sat on the ring, a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched Y/N walk towards him. "Still a cocky lil shit, aren't you? Not gonna come and greet me like a gentleman?" Y/N joked, getting Jay to crack a small laugh as he jumped down and let Y/N bring him into a small hug. "Nice to see you again, princess." Jay mumbled into her hair causing her to mentally freak out but she held her usual chill composure.

"Mmm, nice to see you too, Jamie." Y/N pulled away and Jay threw her arm around her, pulling her into his side like it was a normal interaction. "You know you can still call me Jay, right?" Jay raised his brows, still obviously confused on why she used his real name. "Nah, I like Jamie," Y/N winked, flashing a smile, he shook his head in amusement and didn't argue with that.

"So, what are you guys doing here anyways?" Riley questioned, choosing not to tease Jay for his crush on Y/N.

"I originally was suppose to train with Okada this morning to prepare for my match but he got busy so he had cancel. Figured I'd just train with Sean," Y/N informed, crossing her arms over her chest. Sean nodded, confirming her statement as he held the camera. "You can join us then, Riley was helping me train for my match with Okada anyways." Jay offered, Riley also agreeing with him.

"Sounds good." Y/N accepted.

Sean and Riley trained in one ring as Jay and Y/N were training together in the other ring. Riley was helping Sean improve in his wrestling so that was a huge help for him. "I haven't figured out how I wanted the match to finish, you know? All I know is that I really want to pay a tribute to Kenny and Azalea in the match, but I already figured that out," Y/N said to Jay as they discussed how she wanted her match to go with Kairi Sane.

Jay licked the front of his teeth, wondering if Y/N was still involved with Kenny. "Oh, uh are you and Kenny still, ya know?" Y/N's eyes widened slightly, knowing where he was going with that and immediately shook her head. "Definitely not, we ended things in like early 2019. We're still extremely good friends though, he's always been one of my biggest supporters." Y/N pursed her lips, silently wondering why Jay asked about Kenny. "Why?" She questioned.

"Just wondering," Jay shrugged it off but Y/N was still a bit suspicious.

"Well, we should continue now, I want to be at the dome early," Y/N said, getting back on track. "Yeah of course." Y/N stood up from sitting on the middle rope, "Can I borrow the blade runner?"

"I'm not sure, you technically never joined my bullet club," Jay pursed his lips sarcastically and Y/N hit his shoulder playfully with a laugh. "You turned on Kenny, how could I possibly join your club without it seeming like I'm betraying him?" Y/N pointed out as she circled him.

"Easy. You could've just chose me. I would've treat you better anyways." Jay said, adding a little truth to his words. Y/N glanced down in thought, thinking into what he said.

"All right, let's get back to it."

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"Oh my god, your hair looks so beautiful, what the fuck," Y/N spoke as she entered the room Mercedes was in. "You like it?" Mercedes smiled, pulling Y/N into a side hug but being careful with her neck. "I love it. It looks amazing on you. It's like you burning the blue hair, putting that in your past and opening a new chapter as Mercedes, yeah?" Y/N asked. "Dude you got it perfectly. Yes, that's exactly what it means."

"I'm gonna get goin' but you call me if you need anything sweets." Y/N said, patting Mercedes's shoulder. "I will, thank you."

Y/N walked out of the room with her suitcase, going towards her personal locker room to drop her suitcase and bags off. "All right, now we are going to go search for the lovely Azalea who I'm sure is around here somewhere. She said she was by the ring since we last texted." Alice spoke, her hands tucked into her pockets of her joggers as Sean followed her with the camera.

"It's so amazing being here again. All the memories I've had here is just so surreal to me. It's gonna really hurt when I perform here for the last time. I'm just glad it's gonna be against Kairi. She's one of my greatest friends." Y/N and Sean both walked down to the ring, immediately did she spot Azalea talking with surprisingly, Jay White. She knew they never even met each other so that was kinda a shock to her seeing them in a deep conversation.

As Y/N walked up to them, Jay turned to look at her, "Why didn't you tell me you're retiring?"

Y/N blinked, being caught off guard with the sudden question. Y/N looked at Azalea with accusing eyes, "I'm sorry babe, but he was asking me why you always looked like you were in pain when you trained. He's really convincing, I'm sorry." Azalea frowned, suddenly feeling bad for telling Jay what was going on when Y/N trusted her with that information.

Y/N sighed, running a hand down her face exhaustion. "I'm not retiring, okay? We don't even know that for sure. Doctors just said that my wrestling days are limited if it keeps getting worse," Y/N explained. "Then why are you wrestling tonight if you know it can end your career? Are you insane, Y/N? Just drop the title before you permanently damage your neck." Jay argued, not understanding why she wasn't listening to everyone's warnings.

"I can't!" Y/N snapped, then taking a few breaths to calm herself down before she got even more upset and said something she might regret. "This is my legacy, Jay. This is my story and if I'm gonna go out, it's gonna be on my terms. Whether it ends tonight or next month, it's on my terms. You can hate me for it all you want, but it's my decision. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go see my friends cause it might be a while before we see each other again." Y/N plastered on a fake smile and walked past them to go find Okada.

Jay ran a hand down his hair, frustrated but also hurt that Y/N wasn't at least making an effort to preserve her career. "You're in love with her, aren't you?" Izzy tilted her head curiously, making Jay immediately turn to look at her. "Where did you get that idea from?" Jay scoffed in denial.

"Oh I don't know, maybe the fact that you seem to care about her more than you're letting on. And, I've watched her old YouTube videos of her backstage with the Bullet Club and I couldn't help but notice everytime she was with Kenny, you always held that jealous glint in your eyes. She even told me how you tried to convince her to join your bullet club. It was so insanely obvious. You're kinda lucky she's a little oblivious." Azalea smiled sarcastically as Jay rolled his eyes.

"Fine, maybe you're right. But, don't tell her, I plan on telling her myself, tonight." Jay stuck out his hand so they could shake on it, it took her a moment to think before ultimately shaking his hand in agreement.

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Y/N paced back and forth nervously, her title strapped around her waist as she watched the TV where Kairi Sane was making her entrance. "You can do this, just go out there, don't fall, don't be stiff, show everyone why you're the best. Do what you do best, win, wrestle and entertain." Y/N spoke to herself, trying her hardest to motivate herself but she was failing miserably, growing more anxious by the second.

"Hey, Y/N. Are you okay?" Jay walked up to them and Sean took it as a sign to let the two talk alone.

"Do I honestly look okay?" Y/N deadpanned then frowned, not liking when she came off as rude. "I'm sorry, that was rude. I'm just freaking out, or panicking or something, I don't know," Y/N rambled, breathing heavily, she leaned on the wall behind her.

"Shit, okay I was gonna do this later," Jay mumbled to himself before placing his hands on her shoulders and her hands went up to his arms. "What are you?-" Jay cut her off, pressing his lips gently against hers, in the process, distracting her from all her previous thoughts. Y/N practically melted into the kiss, immediately placing her hands on his, she kissed back. Hearing her music begin to play, they both pulled away and before she could get a word out, one of the workers dragged her away and up the stairs.

"What happened to waiting till after the show?" Jay jumped slighly hearing Azalea's voice, turning around he noticed her leaning against the wall with crossed arms. "I was trying to calm her down," Jay defended.

"Dude, you realized that literally could destroy her entire focus on the match? You better hope nothing bad happens, if it does, I'm kicking your ass," Azalea stated before walking off to go watch the match with Trinity and Pamela in the stands where they couldn't be caught on any cameras as it went against hers and Pam's contracts with the WWE.

"Shit," Jay muttered, running a hand down his hair.

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Y/N took a deep breath, trying to get a breath in as she just superplexed Kairi off the top rope and immediately performed a Blade Runner after. The match was almost over and it was one hell of a match. Kairi was killing it and some even thought she might actually just pull a win over the champion. But, Y/N wasn't gonna let that happen. She had to admit, the kiss was a little distracting. It was just so sudden and unexpected. She didn't even think Jay was single after seeing those rumors about him with a new girlfriend.

Y/N crawled over to Kairi, attempting a cover but Kairi kicked out at two. "Fuck! Just give up!" Y/N leaned against the ropes, running a hand over her hair in frustration.

Kairi stood up tiredly and immediately ran and knee'd Y/N before she could block it. She dragged Y/N to the turnbuckles and began to climb up the rope. The crowd automatically assumed it was over for Y/N the minute Kairi hit the insane elbow. But, as Kairi performed it, Y/N got her knees up at the last second. Kairi groaned and Y/N stood up and jumped onto the top rope, performing her finisher, the Royalty Deathdrop. It was basically a backflip off the top rope into a DDT.

She hit it perfectly. "ONE..TWO..THREE!" Y/N grinned and tiredly crawled to the bottom rope, attempting to pull herself up as they announced her name as the winner. The official handed her the title and raised her hand before she immediately collapsed back onto the mat, barely able to hold herself up. Her body was battered and bruised so it was surprising that she wasn't even unconscious.

Kairi stood up and immediately went towards Y/N, extending her hand in respect towards her competitor. The crowd watched in anticipation, waiting to see if Y/N would accept her hand. Y/N hesitantly took Kairi's hand and the crowd applaused. Kairi pulled the taller woman up and raised her hand, showing a sign of respect for the retaining champion.

All until Y/N's hand dropped, the music hit. The music of Mercedes Moné.

The crowd cheered, obviously most knowing who she was. Y/N sat down on the middle turnbuckle, watching as Mercedes ascended down the entrance ramp. Kairi stood near Y/N as they watched Mercedes enter the ring. A whole new look on her, she was almost unrecognizable if you seen her as Sasha Banks in WWE. This was an entirely different woman and she wasn't here to play games. She was here to make history, money and win championships.

Kairi looked at Y/N silently asking if she wanted her to stay. Y/N shook her head, waving her off and Kairi stepped out of the ring, letting Y/N handle her business. Y/N stepped up, not liking the disrespect of Mercedes. She didn't have to say anything, she just raised her IWGP Women's Championship right in the face of Mercedes, not backing down to her.

Mercedes stuck her hand out, Y/N looking at it in suspicion. She took it hesitantly and Mercedes smiled as they shook hands. A show of respect. Y/N went to pull her hand away but Mercedes held it tightly so she couldn't let go. She pulled Y/N in, making her drop the title and performed what looked to be a gory bomb only it was straight into a DDT. Y/N groaned as she hit the mat, selling it perfectly so it made Mercedes look like a huge threat.

Mercedes walked over to the title and slowly picked it up, then dropped it onto Y/N's barely conscious body. "Give me a mic," Mercedes stuck her hand out, leaning between the ropes, they quickly handed her a microphone and she slowly made her way back to Y/N.

"Y/N, awee, congratulations on making history tonight, once again. I also know a thing or two about making history," Mercedes grinned, the crowd cheering for her. "I am here, in New Japan and Stardom to make some more. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm the standard. The conversation. The blueprint, and the CEO of this women's division."

Mercedes kneeled down next to Y/N's body, the champion not even attempting to get up or open her eyes. "So Y/N-San, enjoy your IWGP Women's Championship while you can. Because at Battle in the Valley at San José. Imma leave you bankrupt bitch. And you can bank on Moné." Mercedes took the championship and lifted it up, throwing the mic to the side as her music played.

Y/N rolled out of the ring once Mercedes made her way out. She grabbed her championship and let one of the officials help her walk to the back. She held an ice pack against her neck, as Azalea rushed up towards her and Sean obviously shortly behind with the camera. "I need to lay down," Y/N spoke, letting Azalea help her walk towards her locker room rather than run to do the press conference. They could hold it back a few minutes for Y/N like they always did.

"I love you, but you need to chill out with these extreme matches. If this next one is your last, don't hurt yourself worse trying to prove yourself. You had thousands of people watching you tonight, I'm pretty damn sure they know you're the best." Azalea said, handing the title to Sean for him to hold it until they got to the room.

"I know, I'm sorry. I'll take it down a notch next time. Sean, you can turn off the camera, I don't wanna film right now." Y/N leaned her head on Azalea's shoulder in exhaustion, not seeing that Jay was standing outside her locker room door. But, Azalea and Sean noticed him.

"I'm gonna go get the ice, lots of ice," Sean excused himself, leaving Azalea to deal with that by herself.

"I need to unlock the door so I need you to hold yourself up for a few seconds, okay?" Azalea slowly moved Y/N's arm from her shoulder and instead of Y/N supporting herself, Jay immediately went to hold her up. Y/N looked at him and sighed, watching tiredly as Azalea hurriedly unlocked the door to the locker room.

"You're probably gonna need a cat scan," Azalea mumbled, opening the door and Jay helped Y/N inside. Azalea switched on the lights as Jay helped Y/N lay down on the couch. "After the amount of neck bumps she took, I'm surprised she didn't break it," Jay added. Azalea pursed her lips, agreeing with him and Y/N tiredly hit his shoulder. "Don't be an ass. I had to make it look like it was killing me," Y/N muttered.

"I'm pretty sure it was killing you considering you can barely stand on your own," Azalea deadpanned.

Y/N rolled her eyes and moved the ice pack from her neck to her forehead. "The match looked good though, yeah?" Despite her current situation, she still loved wrestling and absolutely loved being out there in front of an audience. Nothing could ever take away her love and passion for the sport. Retirement or not. She would always appreciate it.

"You never had one bad match and it hasn't changed yet," Jay spoke before Azalea could respond to her friend. As Y/N went to say something, the door opened and in walked Sean with the ice packs and Mercedes. "Got the ice, and a visitor," Sean tossed the ice to Izzy who caught it with ease before he grabbed the camera and turned it back on.

"Hey, I didn't see you backstage so I got worried. And I noticed you could barely walk so I wanted to come check on you." Mercedes kneeled down next to the couch as Jay moved out of the way for her. Y/N sat up slowly, still trying to control her breathing. "You didn't have to, but I appreciate it. How are you feeling?" Y/N smiled, taking Mercedes's hands in her own.

"I feel like I'm on top of the world. This is all I've ever wanted and honestly, I'm still processing it all. In a way, I finally feel free, ya know?" Mercedes smiled as she spoke, still running on adrenaline from her debut. It completely took her mind off the fact that she was possibly gonna be the one to retire Y/N at Battle in the Valley.

"I understand completely. I'm literally so proud of you, I could cry. You deserve to live your dream, you deserve all of this. Don't let anyone tell you different. You belong here." Y/N stated, being filled with nothing but joy for Mercedes. She couldn't have been more proud of her.

Mercedes smiled, feeling a tear fall that Y/N wiped away. "Thank you so much. For everything." Mercedes said, blinking away her tears.

"You don't have to thank me. Just show me who Mercedes Moné is, and that's all I need." Mercedes chuckled and nodded, being gentle as she hugged Y/N. "I can't wait to beat you," Mercedes teased, pulling away with a smirk.

"All right, don't get all cocky now." Y/N scoffed lightly in a joking manner.

Mercedes snickered and stood back up, now turning her attention to Jay as Y/N leaned forward for Azalea to press the ice against her bag. "I don't think we've met yet. I'm Mercedes, it's nice to meet you," Mercedes smiled humbly as she stuck out her hand.

"Jay, it's nice to meet you as well. I've heard great things," Jay shook her hand gently with a warm smile.

"Well, I should get going. Imma let you rest and we'll meet up tomorrow?" Mercedes said towards Y/N. "Sure thing," Y/N nodded. Mercedes and Azalea shared a hug before she exited the locker room.

"You two have five minutes, then you need to do the conference and we can go back to the hotel or finish watching the show. I'm sure you don't wanna miss Kenny and Will's match." Azalea said before grabbing Sean and exiting the room to let the two discuss the elephant in the room.

Y/N cleared her throat, and patted her hand on the couch, telling Jay to sit down. His sigh was barely heard as he took a seat next to the woman he'd been in love with since their first interaction. "I'm sorry I kissed you. I definitely shouldn't have done that without your consent, that was extremely out of line," he began, causing Y/N to turn her body towards him, groaning at the pain in the process. She had never been so sore in her life. That was another reminder that she had to hang up the boots sooner than later.

"I'm not mad that you kissed me, Jamie." Y/N cut him off, using her left hand to move his face to look at her. "You're not?" Jay feigned confusion, being so sure that she was upset with him. After all, she hadn't spoken to him until Azalea left, which kinda forced them to have to talk.

"No. I'm mad that you didn't do it sooner," Y/N said, catching Jay off guard completely. Jay blinked, not sure if he heard that right or if his mind was playing games on him. "I can't tell if you're serious or not. Can you repeat that again?" He asked, being serious but not at the same time.

Y/N chuckled but stopped when she felt the pain in her stomach. "Look, I've always liked you, from the minute we met. But I wasn't in love with you," Jay's face fell hearing that but she placed her hand on his, silently telling him to keep listening. "I was so obsessed with thinking Kenny was the one for me because I genuinely never experienced love before him. I told myself so many times that he was the person I've always wanted when in reality, he wasn't at all."

"Then when we broke up and a month later I came back to Japan, you and I met up and I finally realized what was in front of my face the entire time. You always cared about me, and checked in after every match and that's something nobody else even bothered to do. You treated me exactly like I thought Kenny would. And I'm so sorry for realizing that way too late. I've always loved you, and when I found out you had a girlfriend, it was too late to tell you that I was in love with you."

Y/N wiped a tear that fell from her cheek, never being a fan of crying even if it was a happy tear. Jay furrowed his brows in confusion, processing what she just said, "I'm sorry, did you say girlfriend?" He questioned.

"Yeah, why? There was reports on Twitter that you had some secret girlfriend or whatever," Y/N shrugged. Jay couldn't help but chuckle, making Y/N raise her brows, not knowing if she should be mad or not. "Y/N, those were fake. That girl I was with was not my girlfriend. Riley and Will tricked me into going out with her. They said it was a guys night and when I show up, they're not even there and she just got caught in the middle of their jokes so I felt bad and just had dinner with her anyways. I don't even remember her name." Jay said, sighing when he realized he could've had Y/N much sooner.

"Oh." Was all she could say.

Jay noted her embarrassment and gave a squeeze to her hand, "I really wish I could go back in time and tell you how much I loved you way sooner. I could've had you this whole time."

"Well, there's no need to wait anymore," Y/N spoke softly, hoping he got the hint. Jay leaned closer towards her, careful with her body as of how sore she definitely was. "Can I kiss you, Y/N?" Y/N smiled and nodded, "Of course you can, Jay," letting him press his lips softly against hers. The kiss wasn't rushed like the first one. It was perfect. It was...everything.

Jay pulled away with a cheesy smile, "You called me Jay," he pointed out. Y/N rolled her eyes and playfully pushed him back, "Shut up, Jamie," she scoffed. Jay grinned and pulled her onto his lap, mumbling small sorrys when she winced. "I love you, Y/N," he spoke softly.

"I love you too, Jamie," Y/N pressed a small peck to his lips.

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daddyhausen · 8 months

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Hi whenever you’re requests are open again I would love to have a poly relationship with Jay White & El Phantasmo

• poly relationship headcannons — el phantasmo + jay white •

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, poly relationship

{ word count } — 212

{ pairing } — fem!reader x jay white x el phantasmo

{ genre } — smut / fluff

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they would have a hard time sharing you at first

what with both of them having raging egos

jay claims that he should have more time with you considering he began dating you first

to which riley would claim the same except on the basis that he fucks you better

you admired their persistence but lord they needed to learn to share

so you gave them an ultimatum

either they get along and share you or neither of them would get to have you that night

to which both boys would quiet down

meekly responding with a “yes ma’am” in unison

both boys have submissive tendencies

riley will break and bend to your every will while jay is more bratty and disobedient

all in which is quickly fixed with an orgasm or two

their soft spot for you was evident since day one

they’d always tend to spoil you, even on days when it did not call for it

riley would buy you simple gifts like flowers and stuffed animals

jay would tend to be a bit more extravagant, with jewellery and that of the sort

even surprising you with a brand new car when your old one got wrecked

despite the vast differences between their gifts you cherished them all equally.

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mrsarcherofinfamy · 4 months

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● Jay White x Reader ●

Summary: You and Jay get into a bad car accident.

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"You did so good tonight baby! The way you put a beating on Lethal tonight. Mmmm it was so hot."

He laughs at me while he drives us to the next city for AEW.

"Well you put a hurting on Julia Hart. They better put you in the picture for that TBS title."

"They better! We will have some choice words for Tony."

He stops at a red light and leans over towards me. I lean into him and kiss him. He kisses me back putting a hand on my cheek. He pulls back rubbing his thumb on my cheek.

"Baby you are so beautiful."

I blush leaning into his hand. The light turns green and he puts his hands back on the wheel hitting the gas to go. I put my arm out grabbing my water bottle out of the door pocket. We are halfway through the intersection when, all of a sudden, a car comes flying through the red light smacking my side of the car. Our car flips onto its side making me scream. I bring my arm to my stomach screaming in pain. Jay unbuckles himself than tries to unbuckle me.

"Baby! Are you okay? Is your arm broken?"

He unbuckles me than helps me climb out of the car. I slide down the car onto the ground and hold my arm against my stomach. He climbs out of the car and comes over to me. I look at him and look up at his forehead.

"You have a nasty cut on your forehead."

"Do I?"

He wipes his head a little than looks at his hand seeing blood. Sirens start coming towards us and I wait next to the car holding my arm crying. A cop gets out and walks over to us.

"Are you folks okay? What happened?"

"This car ran a red light right into the side of our car. I think her arm is broken. My head is cut open. The other person in that car hasn't gotten out yet."

The cop calls for an ambulance and goes over to the other car. Jay puts a hand on my chin and makes me look up at him.

"It will be okay baby. I'm so sorry this happened."

"It's not your fault Jay. That person definitely wasn't paying attention."

The ambulance pulls up and I walk over to the medics. They check out my arm and Jay's cut.

"I'm sorry but your arm is definitely broken. You will need to come to the hospital with us. And you sir will probably need some stitches."

They open the ambulance doors and I get inside. Jay follows behind me sitting down next to me. I look over at the other car seeing the guy get taken out of the car and being stretchered into the other ambulance. We head off to the hospital.

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Laying in a hospital bed with a cast and a sling on my arm, I hear the room door open. I look up seeing Jay come in with a bouquet of flowers. I smile a little as he makes his way over to the side of the bed.

"Hey babygirl. How are we feeling?"

"In pain but I will be okay. How is your head? Looks like you got a bunch of stitches."

He sets the flowers down on the table and pulls a chair up next to my bed sitting down.

"Yeah. Quite a few. Doctor said I really needed them."

"What about the other person? How is he?"

"They said he is stable. He was driving and on his phone. Doctors said he smacked his head off the windshield of his car and knocked himself out."

"At least he is stable. I was worried."

Jay puts his hand over my hand.

"I know baby."

I look over at Jay and smile. He grabs my hand and kisses it.

"I'm just so happy you are okay. I called Tony and explained what happened. He sends his well wishes your way. He said he was gonna let everyone know on Wednesday."

"Thank you for doing that for me."

"Baby I would do anything for you."

"Could you come lay with me please?"

"Of course."

I move over a little making space for him. He gets up, crawls into the bed and lays next to me gently putting an arm around my neck. I cuddle into his side smiling looking up at him. He kisses my forehead cuddling into me more. I groan moving a little trying to get comfy.

"Be careful."

"I am babe."

I lay my head on his shoulder starting to fall asleep. He kisses my head and starts humming knowing it puts me to sleep. I fall asleep to the sound of him humming and running his fingers along my body.

The End

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madhatterbri · 21 days

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Captain | J.W.

Summary: Y/N is the lover of a man that is indebted to him. Jay White agrees to take you to settle the debt. Historical AU.

Hope you enjoy @coleskingdom

Author's Note: Someone once posted that Jay reminds them of a pirate, and I can't stop thinking about it. Listen, I don't want any smoke with the Darby girlies. He is in the GIF and it was just easier that way.

@plentyoffandoms @99hook @theworldofotps @midwestmade29 Mentions of Jay White, Austin Gunn, Colten Gunn, Darby Allin

Pure Fiction

Captain "Switchblade" Jay White was one of the most feared pirates in the Americas and Caribbean. Men, women, and children feared to even speak his name for fear that he would magically appear. Very few lived to tell the tale after crossing his path. Rumor had it he only kept a few survivors to spread the word about his cruelty. His boys, Austin and Colten, who stood by his sides, were known to have the same love for cruelty.

A cool ocean breeze blew onto the docks as five pirates had a stare-down. The dimly lit lanterns flickered, trying to outlast the harsh wind. Despite the dim lights, the scowl on Jay White's face could be seen. Captain Darby didn't have the money with him.

Y/N stood behind Captain Darby and watched Captain White closely. He wore a black vest and a gold chained necklace. A knife hung from the gold chain. Black pants with gold and white hashtags shielded him from the elements. A gold bat laid limply in his hands. The two other men at his sides appeared calm at the news, yet they could pounce on Darby at any second.

"You see, sir, I haven't enough money. We barely escaped with our lives last week when we happened on a British ship. Their defenses," Darby stuttered and snaked his fingers through his hair. Jay shifted once he found out he wasn't getting his money again. He shuffled his boots and looked down at the ground. He grabbed his gold bat and twirled it in his hands. The bat was going to be tasting blood tonight.

"That is a shame, you know? You have a nice ship, hard-working crew," he complimented. Austin and Colten nodded in agreement to their deranged captain. Jay took a step towards the right, and his eyes locked on you. An idea suddenly popped into his head. "A beautiful woman at your side,"

"Captain White?" Darby questioned as Jay strode towards you. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see Austin and Colten stand over Darby to keep him quiet. You looked down at your feet. There was no use in running especially being outnumbered like this. Jay moved the bat under your chin. He raised your head up so the two of you were staring face to face.

"She isn't part of this deal, Captain White. She was here for, um,"

"Prettier than any treasure I have ever seen. Tell me your name, darling," Jay instructed you. You told him your name without hesitation. He tried to catch his surprise reaction, but you could see it in his eyes. You weren't afraid of him despite the stories. Call it madness or brilliance.

His right-hand men smiled at each other. He spoke it back to you. The way it rolled off his tongue made you practically swoon. Jay looked down and rubbed his bottom lip with his thumb in more thought.

"Support? Trust me, mate, I wouldn't want to let this one go either. But you, my lucky friend, have an amazing opportunity at your hands. One that I don't just let any bloke have, you understand?" He asked. The cunning captain acted like this was a deal of the century. You knew better. Darby isn't going to like this one bit.

"She isn't for sale," Darby defended you. Despite the brief courtship, he had become fond of you. The tiny moment of courage squashed when he looked at the disdain of the three men around him.

"You give her to me, and all your debts with me will be squared away," Captain White offered and stood between Austin and Colten. Darby looked down in shame. He wanted his debts with the captain squared away more than anything.

"You promise that you won't hurt him if I go with you?" You questioned. The captain pointed his bat at you and then at Darby as he spoke.

"If you come with me, I swear on my life that I will not lay a single finger on your beloved. He will get to have his ship and crew and sail around free of any worries as a pirate should in one piece," Jay promised and looked at his boys out of the corner of his eyes. You turned to Darby, who didn't seem to be against this idea. The Switchblade reached out his hand for you to take it. "Our bargain?"

"Deal," you agreed and shook his hand. Jay smiled triumphantly.

Once you made it up the ship, Jay reached his hand out to seal the deal with Darby. Darby went to take his hand, yet Jay pulled his away. Darby looked on in confusion until Jay raised his hand up in the form of a gun. His index finger pointed right at Darby's forehead while his thumb was straight towards the sky.

"Welcome to the Bullet Club Gold, love. Why don't you make your way up there? I will be with you shortly for your first command," Jay assured you. He stepped out of the way so you could walk the gangway back up his ship.

While walking the gangway, you noticed his black sails with gold and white hashtags like his pants. The number five represented in them the five captains that betrayed him. Supposedly, they left him to die on some island, but he was able to come back stronger than ever. Rumor had it the men were currently running from him like dogs.

"You lied to me," you accused him. "We had a deal,"

With little hesitation, Austin and Colten began their attack on Darby. One punch knocked him on his ass and the brothers ganged up on him. All you could see were the two men on top of him.

Jay made his way up the gangway, whistling a jolly tune. The sounds of grunting and yelping farther and farther behind him. He didn't worry too much. The boys knew to keep him alive and in one piece as promised. His bat rested comfortably on his shoulder. You watched the beating in shock.

Jay stared at you and raised his hand up for you to see. "Afraid not, darling. I promised never to lay a hand on him, and he would be in one piece. I kept my word. My hands are clean,"

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midwestmade29 · 1 month

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Sweet Girl 🤍

Well, @coleskingdom's efforts to turn me into a Jay White lover haven't completely failed because here I am posting a smutty fic about him! Thanks for opening my eyes to this handsome man with the most delicious accent 🫠 This story is for you girl 🖤 Word count: 1,226 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF is not mine • Disclaimers: Cursing, oral sex, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

After changing the plans he had with you, Jay finds a way to make up for it...

Life had been pretty busy lately for you and Jay. The original plan for your evening was for the two of you to spend some much-needed time together, but that got thrown out the window when Austin and Colten called. They asked if Jay would join them at the gym, catching him hook, line, and sinker when they mentioned they wanted to discuss their next course of action against their own father and his scissoring counter parts. You knew something was up when Jay kept looking in your direction during the phone call all while responding to questions with a simple “Mhmm” or “Yeah.” When he finally hung up, he gave you a sympathetic grin as he walked over to you, his gray eyes silently pleading with you to not be mad at him for what he was about to say. You held up your hands to stop whatever was about to come out of his mouth, saying your own thoughts instead, “Let me guess, there’s been a change of plans?” His silence was all the answer you needed. You crossed your arms and scoffed, turning your head to the side to break eye contact with Jay. He walked up to you and rubbed your arms with his hands while keeping his voice low and sweet, “I know tonight was supposed to be our night sweet girl, but the children need me,” he joked, leaving you less than amused. “Seriously, you’re breaking our plans for Austin and Colten? They’re practically glued to your hip, Jay! I think they’ll be just fine without you for one damn night,” you hissed. “I promise, I won’t be gone long. When I get back, I’m all yours! I’ll find a way to make it up to you, sweet girl,” Before you could protest, Jay kissed your forehead and nearly darted for the door.

An hour went by, and your anger finally dissipated. Instead of sitting around and stewing, you decided to pour yourself a glass of wine and enjoy a hot bubble bath. When you walked to the kitchen to place your empty glass in the sink, you nearly jumped out of your skin- and your towel when Jay snuck up behind you! He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close and nuzzling his face into your neck. “Miss me?” he asked arrogantly. You shimmied free of his embrace, turning around so you could see him. “Actually, I didn’t think about you once,” you quipped. You tried to stand firm, but your body was already giving you away.

The truth is, he’s all you thought about during your bath. Your thoughts had nothing to do with him ditching you, instead, they were focused on how good his hands felt on your body whenever he touched you. They were focused on how soft his lips are and how much you wanted to kiss them. Your thoughts were focused on the way his muscles were taut and predominant after a good workout. Jay already knew you were bullshitting him, so he called you on your bluff, “You sure about that, Y/N? The flush of your cheeks says otherwise,” You didn’t dare stroke his ego, so you rolled your eyes and continued to deny everything, “That could just be from the wine you know,”

Your determination to throw him off your scent made Jay let out a soft chuckle. He took a few steps forward and pinned your body up against the kitchen counter with his own, “No, no. I don’t think that’s it. But there’s no sense in arguing when I have yet to show you how I plan on making tonight up to you,” he said with a smirk. “Care to know what I had in mind?” With Jay’s lips being mere inches away from your own, and the feeling of his body pressed against yours, you knew you were already done for. You swallowed hard and nodded your head “yes,” giving Jay the green light to continue. Within seconds, he removed your towel and lifted you up before placing you down on the countertop! He admired the view that was now before him before pulling your lower half closer to the edge and spreading your legs with his hands, “I’d hold onto something if I were you, sweet girl. I don’t plan on stopping until you’re a quivering mess,”

Jay expertly maneuvered his tongue around your most sensitive parts, drawing moan after moan from you. His tongue flicked and swirled against your clit while his fingers worked their magic inside of you. He could tell you were on the brink of orgasming when your fingers weaved themselves in his hair and pulled, a string of unintelligible words and curses fell from your lips. He made sure his word was good when he made you cum so hard that it made your entire body shake against his mouth! “Mmm, I could listen to you make those noises all night,” he murmured against your thigh. He planted a soft kiss there before standing up, “In fact, I think I will. Come on sweet girl, I’m not done with you just yet,”

With your weakened legs wrapped around his waist, Jay carried you to the bedroom and placed you on the bed. You watched intently as he removed his clothes and tossed them aside before positioning himself between your legs. The tip of his hard length brushed up against your core, causing both of you to groan at the sensation! “So, so wet for me! I know you’ll feel just as good as you tasted,” Jay purred against your neck. His facial hair brushed up against your delicate skin there, causing goosebumps to cover your entire body and you to melt underneath him even more. He positioned himself at your entrance and rested his body weight on his forearms before inching himself inside of you painstakingly slow. His length stretched and filled you, your walls tugging and pulling him with each drawn out push of his hips. “Please, Jay! I need more,” you cried out. “F-fuck me, I want you to fuck me!” He heard and understood your plea when he began moving in and out of you faster and much deeper than before. He was hitting all the right spots inside of you, each time his cock brushed up against them you felt yourself getting closer and closer to toppling over the edge. “You’re so beautiful like this, Y/N. All tousled and consumed by bliss! I was a fool to leave you earlier.” Jay said breathlessly. His movements became sloppy and erratic the closer he got to his release, but he wanted to make you unravel first, “Come on, Y/N! Let yourself go for me a second time. Give me one more, sweet girl,”

Jay captured your lips with his as you came for the second time that night. Your body trembled while he continued thrusting his hips as he chased his own release. You felt his length twitch inside of you as ropes of his cum filled you to the brim. Jay’s breathing was ragged as he savored every last second of pleasure coursing through him, all the while he planted kisses around your face. “My sweet girl, you did so beautifully for me,” he whispered. “It would seem that you did miss me while I was gone after all…”

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Hit Me Like Bang (and Now I'm Never Looking Back), Part 2

A "Take My Hands, Wreck My Plans" fic

Pairings: David Finlay x OFC / past!Jay White x OFC Word Count: 11k Warnings: Language; alcohol use; radioactive levels of angst but also fluff; and a little smidge of smut so 18+

On the road to Dominion, Nellie's past and present converge to solidify the truth of what's been in front of her all along.

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A/N: Herein is the end of Nellie's story, and I am emotional :') Don't worry―there are more prequels forthcoming that will go more into her previous relationships and how she got here, but this is her happy ending.

One small note: there's quite a bit of flashback scenes in this chapter, and they're not in chronological order to each other, so pay attention to the dates. That said, this fic and Nellie truly are my baby, and thank you for coming on this two-plus-year journey with me. I hope you enjoy reading her story just as much as I've enjoyed creating it for you <3

tags: @aussiearrow @cowboyslariat @knifepervert @sldghmmr @cardblade @missbrownstone @meteora-fc @bec0m @thatgirlforever5 @rocca09 @aussiespam

Friday, April 14, 2023 Tokyo, Japan

It took about seven minutes bell-to-bell for Nellie to dispose of Mariah May in their title match at Korakuen Hall. She hadn’t even broken a sweat. But she’d anticipated short work. She’d already planned to make up for it in her backstage comments.

“Alright, I’ll make sure this is short and sweet just like that match,” she started as she stepped in front of the camera. “Do you see this title?” She held up the championship in her hand. “I have been the SWA World Champion since May fifth of last year. Twenty-twenty-two. That is three hundred and forty-five days, just twenty days short of an entire year. And no one here at World Wonder Ring Stardom seems to give a shit about it, or the verifiable fact that I am the only person in history to hold this title more than once!

“But here’s the thing: I know exactly why they don’t care. Because I’m a gaijin. Never mind that I’ve been dedicated to this company since twenty-eighteen; that I’ve lived in Japan for over three years, through a fucking pandemic; that I’ve learned the language. Apparently, none of that matters, because I’m still not from here. I’m still an outsider. And God forbid a gaijin become the face of Stardom, so what do they do? They hold me in place with this title that they clearly don’t give a shit about and allow me to defend it once a quarter. And Mariah May?” She scoffed. “Do you know how many times I’ve already beaten Mariah in title matches? Tonight makes three, and the other two were in her home country for the RevPro Undisputed British Women’s Championship. So please, someone enlighten me: if Mariah May couldn’t get it done against me in her home country, why the fuck did anyone think she stood a chance against me here, in Korakuen of all places? I might be from Philly, but Tokyo is my home. Stardom is my home. The Stardom dojo beat me down, built me back up, and turned me into the joshi I am today, and in return I made history. And I refuse to be held in place any longer.

“Saya Kamitani. You’ve made history, too. We have history. Because see, everyone associates you with Hayashishita-san and me with Torrance—but you and I were partners first. We were Goddess of Stardom champions together. We’re both champions now. And at All Star Grand Queendom, I want you in a winner takes all match for my SWA World Championship, and your Wonder of Stardom Championship. And it’ll be a gaijin from Philadelphia who puts an end to your history-making reign.”

And with that she walked off camera, the gauntlet thrown.

* * * *

Sunday, October 30, 2022 Tokyo, Japan

Nellie was in good spirits. She was fresh off defending her SWA World Championship against Mayu Iwatani in New York City. Halloween was tomorrow, and David had come over for a horror movie marathon. He’d brought takeout from her favorite sushi place and a six-pack of Sapporo. She intended to tell him how she felt. And she couldn’t have been more nervous.

“Is everything alright?” he casually asked. “It seems like something’s on your mind.”

She brought her feet up to sit cross-legged on the couch and pulled her soft checkered fleece blanket over her lap. Of course he could tell something was on her mind—it was David. He paid attention. He was perceptive; emotionally mature. It was one of the many, many things that drew her to him, something that set him apart from most guys she’d been involved with in the past. And now, after her few days away, she knew for certain.

“Yeah… I, um,” she started. “I just guess I realized something when I was in New York.”

“Yeah? What’s that?”

“Well,” she stalled, nervous. But there was no turning back now—and she didn’t want to. “I went out with a few people after the show, and… Kyle Fletcher kissed me. But all it did was make me realize that I have feelings for someone else.”

David wasn’t looking at her as she said it, queuing up the first movie on her TV. And Nellie quickly started to overthink, worried that maybe he’d focus on the fact that Kyle had kissed her and not what she was trying to tell him—

But then the corner of his mouth quirked up. “Oh, yeah? Who’s the lucky guy?”

He glanced at her as he set down the remote. She pursed her lips at him. “Are you seriously gonna make me say it?”

“I kind of want you to, yeah.”

She bit back a grin. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she worried he could hear it. “Well… I don’t know how he feels, so I’m kind of nervous to.”

“Well, let me clear things up for you, then…” David said, and he pulled her in and kissed her. Nellie melted into him. His lips were soft, his kiss slow and sweet, and the way he cradled her head in his hands felt natural, as if they’d done this a thousand times before. And she already knew she wanted to do it a thousand times more.

He pulled back from her lips but still held her close. “I’ve been wanting to do that for the last three months,” he said.

She grinned. “You have?”

“Yeah. And since we’re talking about it… I wasn’t sure how you felt. Sometimes it seemed like you were still hung up on Jay.”

Nellie sighed and leaned back into the couch. Admittedly, he wasn’t entirely wrong.

“Honestly, at the start of the summer, I was still hung up on him. And I think it was because I never got any definite closure when we broke up, and so when he showed up out of nowhere at Dontaku it did feel like there was still something there between us. And he made it seem like there was, too, which didn’t help at all. But then you came back for the G1, and we reconnected, and genuinely—you’ve put in more effort over the last three months than Jay ever put into our entire relationship. And that really put things into perspective for me. But then it was complicated, too, because I know how close you and Jay used to be, and sometimes I worried that getting involved with you after him would look… I don’t know… messy? As stupid as that sounds.”

“No, I get it,” David nodded. “No matter how you and Jay left things, there was a point in time when you cared about him, so of course you wouldn’t want to throw salt in a wound. I mean, there was a point in time when I cared about him, too; he was my best friend. But it’s not like you and Jay just broke up, and he and I aren’t as close as we used to be, either.” He reached up and pushed her hair behind her ear; Nellie’s skin tingled at his touch. “Besides… technically I went out with you first, anyway.”

She mirrored his grin. He wasn’t wrong about that, either. David had gone out with her first, on an awkward date back in 2017, the first time Nellie had ever set foot in Japan. Back before she’d met Zack, or Riley, or Kyle, or ever gotten involved with Jay—David had been first. But she hadn’t seen it then.

“Not technically—you did,” she confirmed. “And lately I’ve wondered how different things would be if I’d given you a chance back then.”

“Nah,” he returned with a shake of his head. “I was a clown back then; I don’t blame you for not giving me a chance. Plus, I’ve come to believe that everything meaningful happens when it’s supposed to.” He smiled to himself. “I was actually planning on telling you how I felt tonight. But you beat me to it.”

Nellie’s smile widened. “Oh yeah?”

He nodded. “Yeah. So, I guess I owe Kyle Fletcher a beer for kissing you and helping you figure shit out.”

“Ha!” she laughed, and he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, and she snuggled into him, moving the blanket so that he was underneath it, too. It felt right—a perfect fit. And as David pressed play on the first movie, Nellie knew in her heart that this was when it was all supposed to fall into place, and not a moment sooner.

* * * *

“God, you are a sight for sore eyes.”

Nellie smiled at David through her phone screen. It was only a few days ago that he’d left, and he’d only be gone a few days more, working Capital Collision in Washington, D.C., and then Collision in Philadelphia before flying right back to Tokyo—to her. But Nellie already felt the ache of his absence.

“You have no idea how bad I wish you were here right now.” She settled back into her bed pillows, getting comfortable. “I have some pent-up energy that could really use working out.”

David grinned, crooked and handsome. It didn’t help her situation. “I know you do. I just watched your backstage comments.”

She waited, expecting him to say something more, wanting him to. After all, his opinion was the one that mattered most to her. “And?” she impatiently pressed.

“And it took everything in me not to share the video wherever I could,” he said. “I’m proud of you, babe. You already deserved that match; I don’t see how they can’t give it to you now.”

The ache in Nellie’s core deepened. But so did the warmth in her heart. “Thanks, babe. I’m hoping it’ll be official by tomorrow, but… we’ll see.”

“Do you have a match tomorrow?”

She laughed shortly to herself; the expression on her face said it all. “Yeah… a best two out of three falls eight-woman tag match. Me, Tam, Poi, and Mina against Donna del Mondo. It’s the main event.”

“Shit,” David commented before she’d even finished. “That’s gonna be charged.”

“Tell me about it,” she lowly returned. And then, “Thekla thinks I should take the opportunity to leave Cosmic Angels.”

“I was just about to say. It’s the perfect opportunity, isn’t it?”

She drew in a hesitant breath. “Potentially? Actually, if the Cosmic Angels-Club Venus shit finally hits the fan like I expect it to, it probably will be the perfect opportunity. I could just say they’re too dysfunctional and walk out. That’s exactly how I left Queen’s Quest.”

“Then I say do it,” David returned. “You’d be better served somewhere other than Cosmic Angels, I know you would. You know you would.”

“I do know I would,” she agreed. “I’m just… I don’t know. Worried about hurting people’s feelings even though I know I shouldn’t be.”

“Torrance will be fine,” David dismissed; it went without saying that she meant her. “She has Mariah and Mina.”

“No shit,” Nellie breathed. “They’re three peas in a pod these days. Which doesn’t really surprise me… Torr and Mariah are basically the same person in slightly different fonts.” David laughed at that. “Well, it’s true!” she doubled down.

“No, it is,” he nodded. “But I could always just say you’re Bullet Club, too. I’m sure that would get the point across to Tam.”

A grin spread over Nellie’s face. It felt inevitable that she would be Bullet Club, and sooner rather than later. But he’d reminded her. “Speaking of Bullet Club, are you gonna tell me who Riley’s replacement is yet?”

He smirked and shook his head. “No. That’s privileged information.”

Her eyebrows arched. “And I’m not privileged to it? I’m your girlfriend!”

“You’ll find out tomorrow,” he assured her. “Don’t worry—it’s someone you like. I can’t have anyone in Bullet Club who doesn’t get along with my girl.”

“Well, there’s some people you need to kick out, then,” she returned—just as she heard a knock-knock-knock on the front door of her apartment. She glanced toward the sound in confusion. David noticed.

“What?”

“Someone just knocked on my door.”

He looked confused then. “Isn’t it almost 10 p.m. there?” he asked. But Nellie was already pulling up the live feed from her video doorbell—and she saw a familiar figure.

“It’s Torr.” She sighed. Something told her she wasn’t just dropping by.

“I guess you should go, then,” David figured. Nellie’s brow furrowed.

“Probably. I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t apologize,” he gently said. “I should probably get going myself, and you two are overdue for a talk.”

“Yeah… because I don’t want to have it,” she muttered.

David smirked. “Go, babe. I’ll talk to you later.”

She pouted. “Okay. See you soon,” she returned—and before they disconnected, she almost said it. I love you. She knew she did. But she wanted the first time she told him to be in person.

She left her phone in her bedroom and padded down the hall to the front door. She unlocked and opened it just as Torrance was getting ready to knock again. She quickly put her hand down, almost as if she was surprised Nellie had answered.

“Hey.” Torrance took in her appearance—pajamas on, makeup off. Her brow furrowed. “You weren’t in bed, were you?”

“Well, technically,” Nellie returned. “But I was talking with David.”

Torrance’s frown deepened. “Oh. I’m sorry, I should have texted—”

“No, it’s fine,” Nellie dismissed, and she opened the door wider so she could come inside. Torrance hesitated for a beat before she crossed the threshold. It was odd. They both had keys to each other’s apartments; it used to be that Torrance would just let herself in without so much as a knock. But a lot had changed over the last three months.

“What’s up?” Nellie asked as she shut the door. She noticed that Torrance was dressed for a night out in a shiny pink miniskirt and white bustier tank top, her hair and makeup done to perfection. And again, Torrance hesitated.

“Um, well,” she started with a bit of a nervous laugh. “I actually came over here to ask if you wanted to come out with us, but—”

“Who’s ‘us’?”

Torrance bit her lip. “Me, Mariah, and Mina.”

Nellie couldn’t help her laugh. “You’re joking, right?”

Torrance’s expression turned stony. “No, actually, I’m not.”

“Torr,” Nellie breathed out. “Come on. I literally just beat Mariah in a title match and then talked shit about her, you really think either of us want to hang out with each other?”

“Well, Mariah’s willing to put that aside because she knows you’re my best friend,” Torrance returned. She looked down at her hands. “And I feel like we’ve barely seen each other since… well, since the Triangle Derby started.”

So, since Club Venus became a thing, Nellie wanted to say. But she figured it wouldn’t help. “Because we haven’t,” she regretfully returned. “But it’s not intentional. You’ve just been doing your thing with Mariah and Mina, and I’ve been doing mine with Tam and Poi. Or I was. And I know I sort of went off into my own little world when David came back, so…”

Torrance looked back up at her. “Yeah, so are you and him…?”

“Together? Officially?” Nellie finished. “Yeah, we are,” she confirmed, and the mood lightened a bit. Torrance smiled.

“Took long enough.”

Nellie breathed a laugh. “I know. But I think it happened right when it was supposed to.”

“No, I think so, too,” Torrance agreed. “He’s good for you, I can tell. You’ve carried yourself differently ever since he came back; more confident.”

“Thanks,” Nellie genuinely returned. She’d noticed that change in herself, too. David was good for her. He was good to her. And she wasn’t the only one who’d changed. “You’ve been more confident with Club Venus, too.”

Torrance looked down again, the corners of her mouth turned up, almost as if she was bashful to hear that Nellie had noticed. “Yeah, they’ve really helped me come into my own. Mina really pushes me. And I don’t know… it just feels like we’re all on equal footing.”

Nellie nodded in understanding. “Unlike when we were a tag team?”

Torrance frowned again. “I wasn’t trying to imply—”

“No, I get it,” Nellie assured her. And she did get it. After she and Torrance had won the 2021 Goddesses of Stardom Tag League, throughout their entire reign as Goddess of Stardom Champions, people had said that Nellie carried Torrance. That Nellie was the better wrestler, that Torrance would never be champion without her. So, it was no wonder Torrance felt more confident with Mariah and Mina. People weren’t comparing her to them; instead, they were acknowledging how much she’d improved. And as much as Nellie didn’t care for Club Venus, she still wanted the best for Torrance.

“And for what it’s worth, I never felt like I was carrying our team,” she told her. “I should have told you that back then. I’m sorry I didn’t.”

“No, I know you never felt that way,” Torrance returned, and nothing else needed to be said. She and Nellie understood each other. They always had.

“But… I guess I can’t persuade you to get dressed and come out with us?” she added.

Nellie shook her head. “Not a chance.”

Torrance nodded. “It was worth a shot.” She started for the door. “Well, sorry for interrupting your call with your man.” She stopped. “I didn’t interrupt… something, did I?”

Nellie let out a laugh. “No, it wasn’t one of those calls. He’ll be back Tuesday; I think I can manage ‘til then.”

“Tuesday?” Torrance noted. “Okay, I’ll be sure to steer clear of here that whole day.”

She let herself out, and Nellie told her to have a glass of water for every drink—she had to work tomorrow. And as Torrance waved goodbye and Nellie shut the door, she knew that neither of them were the same people anymore. They’d grown. Professionally, apart. But not in their hearts.

* * * *

Sunday, November 20, 2022 NJPW/Stardom Historic X-Over – Tokyo, Japan

If anyone was surprised at how well Cosmic Queendom and Aussie Open worked together in the ring, it wasn’t Nellie, Torrance, Kyle, or Mark. It felt like they’d been teaming together for years, and the deeper they got into the match against Los Ingobernables de Japon and Fukuoka Double Crazy, the more Nellie knew they were creating something special for fans of NJPW and Stardom alike. But it wasn’t all serious. Nellie couldn’t help but mess with Sanada and Naito a bit—a callback to her days in Suzuki-gun with Zack. In the end, it was Torrance who got the pin over Koguma after she and Nellie surprised Mark and Kyle by doing Coriolis. And when their arms were raised in victory, Nellie almost wished that she and Torrance had joined United Empire like they’d half-joked about a year ago.

Almost.

More members of United Empire greeted them as they returned backstage; Jeff Cobb, Great O-Khan, and Aaron Henare’s match against Kazuchika Okada, Toru Yano, and Great Muta was next. Mark and Kyle exchanged “Crowns Up” with all their teammates—and then Jeff looked expectantly at Nellie.

“Come on, you know you want to,” he tempted, wiggling his hands at her.

“Fine; but only for you,” she reluctantly gave in, and she made a crown with her hands and touched her fingers to his.

“I don’t know,” Jeff teased, his voice raising leadingly. “After seeing that Coriolis, I think there’s definitely a spot for Cosmic Queendom in the Empire.”

“Ha!” Torrance bluntly dismissed. Jeff pressed his mouth into a line.

“Okay, maybe just a spot for Nellie, then.”

“Yeah, how long have you two been planning that?” Mark asked, tactfully shifting the focus away from the ghost of Torrance and Will’s relationship. Thank God Will was elsewhere.

“Not long; we only just thought of trying it a few days ago,” Nellie said. “You’re not upset we did it?”

She looked hesitantly between Mark and Kyle, but they both quickly shook their heads. “Hell no, it was perfect,” Kyle assured, and Nellie smiled. They’d talked everything out that night he’d kissed her three weeks ago in New York City, and there wasn’t any awkwardness at all between them. They’d had a fling a year ago that just hadn’t panned out, and that was that. They were just friends. Easy.

“Well, thanks,” she said. “But Torr and I are kind of a package deal, so if she’s not in, I’m not, either. Sorry, Jeff.”

“A package deal?” O-Khan slyly asked. Torrance’s eyes widened.

“Not that kind of package deal!” she proclaimed. And then, more under her breath, “Not that anyone hasn’t asked me that before, but.”

Nellie whipped her head around at her. “Wait, what?”

“Yes, please share with the class,” Jeff eagerly added, propping his chin on his fist. But O-Khan’s entrance music started to play and inadvertently gave Torrance the perfect out from answering.

“Good luck!” she said, and the guys all groaned and booed after them as she and Nellie left. Nellie could tell by Torrance’s clipping pace that she was keyed up.

“You alright?”

“I need to get out of here and get a drink,” she returned. “How many more matches are there?”

“Um,” Nellie thought about it for a second. “Three, I think? But that reminds me—Gabe invited us out with the LA Dojo guys. I told him I wasn’t sure if you had anything in mind already and would let him know.” She shrugged. “I don’t know, it could be fun. Although that Clark guy seems like he might be trouble.”

“I don’t have anything in mind,” Torrance returned. “And honestly, I’m up for a bit of trouble.”

And that was how, later that night, they found themselves at a dive bar in Roppongi with Gabriel Kidd, Clark Connors, and Alex Coughlin. There had been more people with them at the outset, but one by one they’d dropped off bar after bar and called it a night. But not Nellie and Torrance. They were both familiar with Gabe from his time as a Young Lion, although they hadn’t seen him in a year-and-a-half. As for Clark and Alex, the girls barely knew either of them—but the guys seemed very keen on changing that.

“How the hell is it we haven’t hung out before tonight?” Clark asked Nellie, turning toward her as they sat together at the bar. “I know you were around when I was here in twenty-nineteen.”

“Probably because I was around, but I wasn’t living here yet,” she explained. “I moved here in twenty-twenty, right before everything shut down.”

“Yeah, Nell and I were in that same shitty boat,” Gabe said. “At least you weren’t stuck quarantined in fucking dojo housing.”

She snorted through her nose. “No, I was just stuck quarantined with my ex.”

“No shit!” Clark exclaimed. “Who’s that?”

“Jesus, Clark, mind your business!” Alex shot, his New York accent becoming even more pronounced. Torrance chuckled beside him.

“It’s fine,” Nellie dismissed with a wave of her hand. “It was Zack. Sabre Jr.,” she added, as if there was another pro wrestler named Zack living in Japan.

“Oh shit, you were with ZSJ, weren’t you?” Clark realized. “Actually, now that you mention it, I remember working a RevPro show with you, him, and Suzuki a few years back. Both of y’all were there too,” he said to Alex and Gabe.

They both nodded. “Yeah, bruv, I know exactly what show you’re talking about,” Gabe confirmed. “And clearly Nellie has a thing for Brits, so we should switch spots.”

Clark flipped him off. “You want another drink?” he asked Nellie.

“Nah, I’ll get it,” Gabe said, already flagging down the bartender.

“How about I get us all the next round?” Alex interjected. “You two are embarrassing yourselves.”

Clark and Gabe both let Alex know exactly what they thought of that, and Nellie took the opportunity to slide off her barstool. “Well, while you guys figure it out, I’m gonna run to the bathroom.”

“I’ll go with you,” Torrance said.

“It’s a one-stall bathroom,” Clark pointed out.

“Well, good thing I’m going just so we can talk about the three of you, then,” she sweetly returned, and Nellie laughed at the look on Clark’s face as they both walked away.

“Looks like you have your pick of Clark and Gabe tonight,” Torrance smirked once they were out of earshot. Nellie genially rolled her eyes.

“Come on… you know I’m not available.”

“Yeah, I know,” Torrance started—and Nellie could sense it coming.

“But?”

“But,” she went on. “As much as I want things to work out with you and David, you’ve already spent enough time waiting on guys, Nell. More than enough, more than you ever should have. I mean, speaking of Zack—he’s literally the only guy since I’ve known you who didn’t leave you in some sort of limbo.”

Nellie’s eyebrows arched. “Jesus, when you put it like that.” She tried the restroom door handle as they arrived, but it was occupied, and so they both leaned back against the wall on either side of the hall to wait.

“I’m just being honest,” Torrance returned.

“No, I know,” Nellie breathed; and, admittedly, Torrance did have a point.

David had left Japan less than a week after he and Nellie had finally told each other how they felt; and with no timetable for when he’d be back, they’d made the mutual decision not to put a label on anything. “That would make me no better than Jay, and I refuse to do that to you,” David had said. But it didn’t dishearten Nellie. Instead, it emboldened her. Because, to her, it confirmed that what she and David had wasn’t conditional. It was real.

“And I get what you’re saying, I do,” she told Torrance. “But it doesn’t feel like I’m in a limbo this time, Torr, and I can’t explain it other than to say I just have this deep-seated feeling in my soul that David and I have something real that’s worth waiting for. I mean, we’ve talked every single day since he left, and I sure as shit couldn’t say that about Jay when he was stuck in the States, and we were actually in a relationship.”

“I know,” Torrance nodded. “David’s a good guy, and I have a lot more faith in him than most, I do. But I’m just saying… I’ll still kick his ass if I have to.”

Nellie grinned. “I know you will. But I’m telling you you won’t.” The restroom door opened, and a woman smiled and bowed her head at them as she exited. “You go ahead,” Nellie offered Torrance.

“Okay, cool; turns out I do have to go,” she said, and she ducked inside and locked the door behind her as Nellie fished her phone out of her small crossbody bag. The clock widget on her home screen informed her it was after 10 a.m. on the East Coast of the U.S., but David was in Los Angeles filming an episode of NJPW Strong; ironically, he had an eight-man tag match against a team that included Jay and Riley. But she decided to text him, anyway. Even if he wasn’t up, he’d get back to her when he was.

She pulled up their text chain and smiled seeing their messages from just a few hours ago; he’d gotten up in the middle of the night to watch her and Torrance’s Historic X-Over match live. Torr and I are out with the LA Dojo guys, she wrote. I’m having fun, but it’s also just making me miss you.

She sent it off and switched over to Instagram, not expecting a reply. But then David’s name popped up on her screen.

Are you? They’re good guys, don’t let their antics fool you. And I miss you too, every day.

Butterflies. Meaningful ones.

They exchanged a few more texts before Torrance emerged from the bathroom, and Nellie told him she’d let him go to start his day. Okay, let me know when you make it back home, he wrote back. You know I’ll start to worry if I don’t hear from you.

I know, she returned, and she sent it off with a kissy face emoji. Because even though there wasn’t a label on her and David’s relationship, in every other way, every way that mattered, they were together.

* * * *

Sunday, April 23, 2023 Stardom All Star Grand Queendom – Yokohama, Japan

Doggedness and determination. That’s what Nellie was running on by the end of the winner takes all match against Saya Kamitani.

She’d been prepared, thoroughly. But as well as Nellie knew Saya, she wasn’t used to being opposite her, at least not one-on-one, and she realized early on that she couldn’t afford a single misstep. But the reverse was also true—and unlike Nellie, Saya had nothing to gain or prove. She’d surpassed the record set by Momo Watanabe for defenses of the Wonder of Stardom Championship, eclipsed Kairi by more than one hundred days to become the white belt’s second-longest reigning champion, her position as one of Stardom’s best and brightest secure. She had nothing to fight for outside maintaining the status quo.

But Nellie had everything to gain, everything to prove, everything to fight for. Despite being a long-tenured champion herself, despite being the older and more experienced wrestler of the two, she was decidedly the underdog. That was her motivation, her drive, her fire. And by the halfway point, there were more people cheering for Nellie in Saya’s hometown crowd than there had been at the opening bell. If she lost, at least she would have that.

But she won.

She knew she’d done it as soon as she hit her new finisher, a variation on a lifting reverse STO that she’d worked out with David and dubbed the Wit Hit. (“As in a cheesesteak wit onion, not as in like, a quick wit,” she’d explained. “Honestly, it works either way,” he’d smirked.) And when she hooked Saya’s leg and felt the referee count one, two, three, she knew she’d earned the crowd’s respect.

And she had Saya’s, too. All along.

As Nellie stood with tears in her eyes and the winner’s trophy in her hands, Saya fastened the Wonder of Stardom Championship around her waist. And after she raised her arm in victory, she pulled her into a hug and told her in Japanese, “You are always welcome in Queen’s Quest, Nellie-san.”

Nellie hadn’t expected it. It gave her even more to think about.

But she’d worry about that later. Right now, her priority was setting her intention as the new Wonder of Stardom Champion.

“What did I say?” she started as she stepped in front of the backstage camera; sweaty and worn, laden with gold. “I said I would end Saya Kamitani’s history-making reign, and that’s exactly what I did. And now a gaijin from Philadelphia is the 9th SWA World Champion and the 17th Wonder of Stardom Champion—and I intend to be a fighting champion.” She shook her head. “No more going five months without a defense. No more being placated and overlooked. Whoever wants a shot at either of my titles, just say the word. Kamitani-san had fifteen defenses of this championship? I want sixteen. Seventeen, eighteen, more. So whoever wants to try to take it from me, let Rossy know. He can’t ignore me now.”

She stopped to draw in a breath, collecting herself before she went on. “And now that I have proven just how un-ignorable I am, how much of an asset I am to this company, there’s another piece of business I need to address. For an entire week now people have been asking me nonstop backstage, online, stopping me out in the street—Who are you with, Nellie? Are you with Cosmic Angels or Club Venus? And frankly? The answer is neither.

“Tam and Poi, you welcomed me into Cosmic Angels without question. You gave me a place when I was suddenly without one, and I’ll never take that for granted. Torr and I won the Goddess titles with your backing, I won this SWA title for a history-making second time with your backing, the three of us nearly went the distance in the Triangle Derby. But despite all that success, we all knew I was something of a black sheep in your colorful, kawaii flock. It was like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole, and what happened? I wore myself down to try to fit.” She shook her head again. “Not anymore. My edge is back—and with all due respect, I’ve outgrown Cosmic Angels. And with no due respect, I’m sure as shit not joining Club Venus.”

She adjusted the SWA title on her shoulder. She was exhausted, and it was getting heavier by the minute. “But even though I know at the end of the day I can only really rely on me, myself, and I, I’m not really into the whole lone wolf thing, either. I recognize that there’s strength in numbers, and I’ll be taking my time to consider my next move. But for now, I’m gonna go put all this down because it’s fucking heavy, and then I’m gonna crack open a Sapporo and celebrate the sweet, sweet return of Two-Belt Nell.”

* * * *

Wednesday, May 3, 2023 Wrestling Dontaku – Fukuoka, Japan

The Stardom bus arrived at the Fukuoka International Center fifteen minutes before bell time. They’d had a show earlier that afternoon in Shimonoseki, and with Stardom running a pay-per-view in Fukuoka tomorrow, they’d loaded up and made the hour-and-a-half trip down for the NJPW show there that evening. And as soon as she could, Nellie shot off the bus like a bullet.

David had been back in Japan for two weeks, but Nellie had only gotten to spend a handful of hours with him. He’d arrived in Tokyo only to turn around and leave for the Road to Dontaku tour, and their schedules had kept them apart in separate corners of the country. And because of that, Nellie still hadn’t said those three little-big words.

They’d been on the tip of her tongue the day he’d come back. She’d felt them in the way he’d touched her, looked at her, in every breath during that abbreviated time they’d spent together before he had to leave to get on the bus. But she hadn’t wanted to say it only for him to be physically absent again. If she was going to tell him she loved him, she needed to feel it, live in it for longer than just a few hours.

And tonight, the timing was finally right.

She made a beeline for his dressing room, pausing impatiently when she ran into Aussie Open, and they both hugged her and congratulated her on winning the Wonder of Stardom Championship before she took off again. She knocked on the door when she arrived, and David called for her to come in. Her heart melted at the sight of his smile.

“Finally,” he breathed, and then his lips were on hers. Hungry, eager, heated, as if it had been two months instead of just two weeks.

But then Nellie had a thought. “Are you sharing this room with Kenta?” she quickly asked. She hadn’t noticed any other luggage around, but she hadn’t really looked, either.

David shook his head, a smirk on his lips. “Not tonight. We have this all to ourselves.”

That was all the information she needed. She pushed him down onto a seat and straddled his lap, and then they were the only two people in the entire arena again. David ignited her entire being in a way that no one ever had, mind, body, soul—heart. And before they lost themselves in each other, she needed to tell him.

She pulled back and looked down at him. His eyes were dark and hooded, full of desire. “What?” he softly asked.

“I love you.”

Nellie knew he felt the same, she knew he did—but there was still that anxious knot in her gut. Until a smile spread over David’s face.

“I was wondering when you’d finally say it.”

She let go of the breath she’d been holding. “Are you serious right—”

He silenced her with a kiss, and she melted into him like she always did. She loved him; he loved her. It was undeniable.

He pulled back, their lips still close, noses brushing. “I love you, too. I have since the fall.”

Butterflies exploded in Nellie’s stomach. “You have?”

“Mhm,” he nodded. “I spent that entire tour last year falling in love with you, and when I left Japan, it felt like I’d left part of myself behind. And then the night of Historic X-Over, when you called me after you got home from being out with the LA Dojo guys… I knew.”

Nellie’s smile lit up her entire face, her entire being. “I was drunk when I called you that night,” she remembered.

“Yeah, I know you were,” David grinned. “Which reminds me, I have to tell Clark he can’t take my girlfriend out and ply her with alcohol anymore.”

She laughed. “But it would just be a little Bullet Club bonding,” she innocently returned. It made him arch a brow.

“You saying you’re Bullet Club? Is that what I’m hearing?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know… that’s kind of up to you.”

He drew her closer on his lap. “It would be nice to have you out there with me when I win the title tonight…”

He trailed off and kissed her neck. She bit back a grin. “I don’t want to stir the pot just yet. I just won the Wonder of Stardom title; it probably wouldn’t be the best idea to ruffle any company feathers.”

David hummed against her skin. “Mm… yeah, you’re not ready. That’s not something someone in Bullet Club would say.”

Nellie playfully rolled her eyes. But he pulled her mouth against his again, and they let their bodies finish the conversation.

* * * *

Sunday, June 12, 2022 Osaka, Japan

For the longest time, this was all Nellie had wanted. To feel Jay again. To feel wanted by him again. And now that she’d finally gotten it, all she felt was uncertainty. Still.

She lay next to him in his hotel room, facing the other way, listening to him breathe. In and out, steady. Last night had been an intoxicating blur of adrenaline and emotion. She blamed Osaka, the romance of a different setting, the context of why they were there. Stardom and NJPW both had shows in the city; Jay had a match against Okada for the IWGP World Heavyweight Championship at Dominion that night. And last night, Nellie had felt like her body was a prize for Jay just as much as that title. Something for him to win, to take. Part of her regretted letting him have it. But another part of her still yearned to belong to him.

She felt him stir beside her, and then he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her back against his chest. She closed her eyes and folded into him.

“Mm,” he hummed. “I missed this.”

He pressed his lips against her neck, and Nellie let him. But she couldn’t keep from asking.

“Did you?”

“Of course,” he easily returned. Almost as if he’d expected her to question him, as if he’d had the answer at the ready that he knew she wanted to hear. But then his mouth was working down her body, his lips leaving a trail of goosebumps over her skin, until his head was between her legs and his tongue inside her. And she gave into him, writhing and arching her back, curling her fingers in his hair until she came undone. And all the while, she didn’t stop questioning.

He kissed his way back up to her lips, his naked body hovering over her. His cock pressed hard against her inner thigh. She wanted it. She hated that she did. But she wanted him.

“Let’s get in the shower,” he breathed. And she let him pull her from the bed and lead her into the shower where he had her again, her back pressed up against the wet tile, legs wrapped tight around his waist as her nails left tiny moon-shaped marks on his shoulders. Because even though Nellie knew it wouldn’t last, that Jay would just be gone again come tomorrow, she wanted to pretend he was hers for just a little while longer.

* * * *

Saturday, May 27, 2023 Stardom Flashing Champions – Tokyo, Japan

Two defenses in just over a month. Nellie had said she’d wanted to be a fighting champion, and her challengers had quickly formed a line.

Natsupoi had been first, eager and determined. Nellie bested her in a main event twenty-minute battle in Fukuoka the night after David won the NEVER Openweight Championship. Tonight, it was Unagi Sayaka, defeated in just over fifteen minutes. Nellie wasn’t surprised that her former teammates had been the first to step up. They wanted to defend the honor of Cosmic Angels in the wake of her departure, even if there wasn’t any bad blood. But their efforts had fallen short—and Nellie was still an island unto herself. She was biding her time, weighing her options between Donna del Mondo and Queen’s Quest. This time around, the ball was in her court; she wasn’t going to fumble it.

She returned to the locker room after making her backstage comments and automatically checked her phone. David was flying in tomorrow after being back in the States for the last three weeks and change, returning early to spend time with her before Dominion and the next Stardom tour. She smiled when she saw she had a text from him.

Two down, fourteen to go. Proud of you, babe. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.

Tomorrow isn’t soon enough, she returned with a kissy face emoji.

But David wasn’t the only one who’d texted her. So had Clark.

Congrats, champ. We’re going out to celebrate, right?

Her brow furrowed. Who’s we? she sent back. She and Clark were friends, but he could get too friendly sometimes.

His response came quick. You, me, and your Stardom friends. The hot single ones.

She rolled her eyes, but her phone pinged again. He’d sent her the name of a bar in Roppongi; of course that was where he wanted to go. She pursed her lips as she wrote back.

My hot single friends might already have plans, she told him.

Alright but if Dave asks it was your idea for just the two of us to hang out, not mine, he returned.

Nellie breathed out. As irritated as she wanted to be, she had to give him that one. But she sent him an eye roll emoji and said, I’ll ask Torr and Thekla and let you know, and threw her phone in her bag to head to the shower.

* * * *

As it turned out, Nellie’s hot single friends did already have plans—to go to a different bar in Roppongi. But that worked just fine for Clark, and he told Nellie he’d meet them there. And honestly, she hoped he’d get there sooner rather than later, because the current company was a mixed bag, to say the least.

Thekla had come, along with Giulia and Mai Sakurai, the three of which were in a celebratory mood—they’d won the Artist of Stardom Championship from REStart that night. Torrance had also come; it was the first time she and Nellie had gone out together in months.

But she’d brought Club Venus with her.

“They’re really not that bad if you get to know them,” Thekla told Nellie over the music as they sat together in the booth; all the others were off dancing or getting drinks. It earned her a skeptical stare. “I know, I know,” she returned. “You’re Team Tam even if you’re not in Cosmic Angels anymore. But Torrance is your best friend, and Mariah is practically her clone. Her much taller British clone, but still.”

Nellie laughed, remembering how she’d told David almost the exact same thing. But then Thekla changed the subject.

“And speaking of you not being in Cosmic Angels anymore… when’re you gonna bite the bullet and join DDM?”

Nellie breathed out. She’d expected this to come up.

“It’s been over a month, Nell.”

“I’m aware,” she replied. “But Giulia doesn’t seem nearly as eager to have me in DDM as Utami does to have me back in Queen’s Quest.”

She sent Thekla a pointed look over her drink. Thekla’s eyebrows arched in understanding.

“Giulia is hard to read, I’ll give you that,” she admitted. “And I’ll be honest with you—you’d have to earn her trust because of how close you are with Tam. Which I mean, can you blame her? Tam shaved her head.”

“Okay, but she rocked that look, though,” Nellie pointed out.

Thekla grinned. “She did, but still. The good news is you’re already halfway there.”

“Am I?” she curiously asked.

“Yeah. Because Giulia trusts me and my judgment—and I want you in DDM, dammit.”

Nellie grinned. “And I appreciate that. And as soon as I make my decision, I’ll let you know.”

“Look who we found at the bar.”

They both looked up. Giulia and Mai had returned, and they had Clark with them.

“I wouldn’t expect you to find him anywhere else,” Nellie quipped.

He set a shot glass in front of her and Thekla each. “Here, I bought us all a round,” he said, and then, in a higher-pitched voice, “‘Oh, thank you, Clark, you’re so sweet and thoughtful and also incredibly handsome.’”

Thekla snorted. Nellie's expression was deadpan. “I already regret telling you where to meet us.”

“Scoot over,” he said with a nudge of her shoulder, and she and Thekla made room so he could sit down while Giulia and Mai did the same on the other side of the booth.

“What is this?” Nellie asked as she picked up the shot.

“Tequila,” Clark said. “I remember what you like.”

She ignored the comment and brought the liquor to her lips.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” he quickly stopped her. “We gotta toast!” He raised his glass and looked expectantly around the table. The girls all obliged. “To the success of Donna del Mondo,” he started, “and the restoration of fucking Bullet Club.”

A smirk pulled at Nellie’s lips, and they all toasted and kicked back the tequila, some grimacing more than others as it went down. “Okay, that one was for you, but we're getting whiskey next round,” Clark winced.

“What, can’t handle it?” Nellie teased. “I remember Gabe shooting tequila just fine.”

“A-heh-heh-heh,” he screwed up his face and mock-laughed in return. “But speaking of Gabe—I heard you’re gonna be at Dominion?”

Her brow furrowed in confusion; that segue didn’t make any sense. What did Gabe have to do with Dominion?

But before she could ask, Thekla interjected, “Wait, what? Isn’t Dominion the same day as our Korakuen show?”

Nellie nodded. “It is. But I told Rossy I want to be in Osaka to support David at ringside and that if he really wants to elevate Stardom’s global profile, he needs to start putting me and my two titles on NJPW TV.”

Thekla’s eyebrows arched. “And he agreed to that?”

“Mhm,” Nellie proudly returned. “I think he admired my nerve.”

“Hell yeah,” Clark grinned. “I cannot wait to see the look on ELP’s face when you walk out there with us.”

She gave him another curious look. Us? As far as she knew, Clark wasn’t booked to be at Dominion. “Okay, is there something—”

“What the fuck is this twat doing here?”

Nellie whipped her head around. She saw Torrance first, her face flushed from dancing. And then she saw Dan Moloney.

“I know you’re not talking about me,” Clark returned.

“Well, I don’t see any other twats sat at this table.”

Nellie shot a tense look at Torrance, asking with her face what the hell Dan was doing there. He and Clark had just tried to murder each other in their Best of the Super Juniors tournament match three days ago; the last thing she wanted to do tonight was pull apart another United Empire-Bullet Club fight.

Clark stood from the booth, and Nellie almost grabbed the back of his shirt—but then he greeted Dan like they were best mates.

“I didn’t know you’d be here tonight, man. You should’ve said something.”

“Yeah, well, kind of a last-minute thing. This one invited me,” Dan said with a thumb at Torrance.

Nellie, meanwhile, was at a complete loss. “I’m sorry—what?”

“I don’t know—men,” Thekla shrugged. “They beat the shit out of each other once and suddenly they’re best friends.”

Clark sat back down next to Nellie while Mai made room for Torrance and Dan on the other side of the booth, and Torrance and Nellie’s gaze connected again. Torrance tapped her phone; and no sooner had she than Nellie felt hers vibrate in the back pocket of her jeans. She pulled it out and read the text.

We may have hooked up. Surprise?

Nellie widened her eyes at her friend. She just shrugged.

Surprised and not surprised, she wrote back. I guess bro code doesn’t count for shit in UE.

She waited for Torrance to see the response. Her phone lit up—and she scoffed before quickly typing back.

Whatever, I don’t care. Will had already moved on to another warm body before my side of the bed was even cold.

Nellie read the text and gave her a look that said, “You’re not wrong,” before sending a written reply.

Maybe Dan isn’t even in UE anymore. Him and Clark acting all buddy-buddy right now is suspicious AF.

Torrance’s eyes went wide, and she typed quickly back. Don’t even joke. I’m so done fucking with Bullet Club boys.

Nellie just laughed; she’d thought the same after she and Jay had broken up. And yet, here she was, just days away from declaring herself Bullet Club, too—something that only she, David, and Clark knew.

As far as she knew, anyway.

* * * *

Friday, November 4, 2022 Osaka, Japan

Tomorrow would be David’s last show in Japan until he didn’t know when. It sucked—it really sucked. He and Nellie had only realized their mutual desire for something more than just friendship five days ago. But Nellie didn’t want to focus on their painfully poor timing. As it worked out, their schedules had synced up to give them a full day off together in Osaka, and they’d taken full advantage.

They started off with getting breakfast at an American-style diner, splitting chocolate banana pancakes and a bacon and cheese omelet because neither of them could decide which sounded better. Then they’d gone on the famous Osaka costumed go-kart sightseeing tour that Nellie had always wanted to try but never had the chance; she’d dressed up as Yoshi, David as Pikachu. Afterward, they’d stopped at one of the city’s numerous food stalls for deep-fried chicken and sticky-sweet rice balls before heading back to David’s hotel room, where they’d fallen asleep watching TV together on the bed. It felt so natural, so comfortable, so uncomplicated sleeping in David’s arms.

But when they awoke, it only made it that much more difficult not to think about how their time together was dwindling all too quickly.

“I don’t want to leave you at all,” David said as they still lay together, his arm around her, her head on his chest. “But I also feel like I need the time away for myself to reset; go back to the fucking drawing board. My G1 was shit; I really wanted that TV Title… I don’t know. I need to figure out what I need to do to stop just spinning my wheels.”

“Your G1 wasn’t shit,” Nellie gently returned. “Will won your block with what? Eight points? And you and everyone else but Juice finished with six. Most people finished with six this year. And if it helps at all, that TV Title is ugly as shit.”

David let out a laugh. “You’re right about that. And yeah, at least I did beat Juice. But it’s just one disappointment after another, you know?”

“I do know. You know I do. And I think you’re right. I don’t want you to leave, either. But even more than that, I don’t want you to get burned out from frustration.” She lifted her head to look at him. “So, take some time to do what you need to do, and then come back to me.”

He gave her a soft smile. “I know this probably feels like an uncomfortably familiar situation. But I promise, Nell—I’m not Jay.”

She shook her head. “I know you’re not,” she said, and she kissed him. She’d meant it to be just one, short and sweet, assuring; but neither of them wanted to stop at just one. David rolled her underneath him, and her hand unintentionally slipped under his shirt. Nellie wanted him; she wanted to cross that line. But she knew all too well that sleeping with him now would only make his absence hurt that much more—

And then her phone started ringing.

He pulled back. “Is someone calling you?”

She sighed. “Guarantee it’s Torrance.” Sure enough, when she retrieved her phone from the nightstand, Torrance’s name was displayed on the screen. David just laughed.

Nellie answered the call, and she and Torrance talked for a few minutes, figuring out what the plans were for the evening (“The Aussies and Jeff and Francesco want to get dinner with us, but I don’t want to be around Will,” Torrance explained). When she hung up, she looked back at David. The previous tension still hung in the air between them.

“It’s probably for the best she interrupted,” he softly said. “I don’t want to do that just to turn around and leave for I don’t know how long.”

Nellie sighed again. “I know. But you know you saying that only makes me want it more, right?”

He grinned. “Maybe that’s the point,” he teased, and he kissed her again. Once, tender and meaningful.

They got up from the bed, and David walked her to the door and told her to let him know when she made it back to her hotel—she wanted to shower and change before dinner—and Nellie made her way to the elevators. She looked down at her phone as one arrived with a ding; but when the doors slid open, a stone dropped into her stomach.

Jay.

He looked like he’d just arrived, luggage in tow, sunglasses on. He pushed them on top of his head and grinned. The cat who caught the canary.

“Well, fancy meeting you here.”

He stepped out of the elevator, but his suitcase blocked her way and the doors slid closed. Not that Nellie could move, anyway. It felt like her legs had suddenly turned to lead.

“Is Stardom in this hotel?” he asked. “I thought your show was in Nara tomorrow?”

She tried not to think about why he knew that as she answered. “It is, and we’re not. I’m here with David.”

It was more gratifying than she expected to say that to Jay’s face. And even though his face didn’t give much away, she could see it in his eyes. Resentment. But then he turned them down and nodded.

“Are you? That’s kind of surprising.”

Nellie’s brow hardened. “What’s so surprising about it?”

He shook his head. “Nothing—well. It’s just that when you started hanging out with him during the G1… I thought you were doing it just to get back at me.”

Anger bubbled up in Nellie’s chest. Shock, disbelief, to the point that she felt ill. She looked him dead in the eye. “If you think I would use someone like that, then you really don’t know me at all.”

She hit the down button again.

“Nell, come on,” Jay breathed. “What else was I supposed to think? When I got back to Japan it seemed like you wanted to fix things between us, and then next thing I knew, you were out getting drinks with my old best friend.”

“I did want to fix things!” she burst. “Against my own better judgment, I did! And what happened? You fucked me one last time—here, in Osaka, to pump yourself up for your World Title match—and then you disappeared again.”

His eyebrows arched. “Are you joking? I had other bookings; that was two weeks before Forbidden Door.”

The elevator arrived, but Nellie didn’t get on. “Okay, but you didn’t talk to me! You didn’t show me anything, Jay—nothing changed! And you know what David did? He showed me that he gave a shit about me.”

The elevator doors started to close, and Nellie caught them with her arm and stepped inside. She looked back at Jay. The resentment in his eyes had given way to something else. Guilt.

“Nell… I don’t want to leave it like this.”

She shook her head. “Now’s not the time,” she told him, and the elevator doors slid closed, putting a pause on the one conversation that she knew, eventually, she’d no longer be able to avoid.

* * * *

Friday, June 2, 2023 Tokyo, Japan

“You remember the last time we were in Osaka together?”

David asked the question as they finished packing. The big weekend had finally arrived. They were taking the bullet train down to Osaka tomorrow for Dominion on Sunday, and Nellie was buzzing with excitement.

“Yeah, I was just thinking about that,” she said as she zipped up her suitcase and moved it with some effort from her bed to the floor. “It’s crazy to think how much has changed since then.”

Everything had changed. Seven months ago, she and David had been reluctantly pulled apart from one another, both frustrated and floundering in their careers, nothing but uncertainty on the horizon. And now, they were both champions; David the leader of Bullet Club, Nellie on the verge of making her membership known to the world. It felt like they had the whole world ahead of them. And they were doing it together.

“I know,” David returned. “I’d never wanted to board a plane less in my life than I did after that show.”

“Even more than this last time you left?”

“Oh, for sure,” he answered, no hesitation. “Because when I leave now, I know exactly when I’m coming back. It was the not knowing back then that really made it hard.”

Nellie didn’t reply as she climbed onto her bed and settled against the pillows, her thoughts turning inward. After Dominion, David didn’t have any bookings until the G1, over a month away. And they hadn’t really discussed that—if he would extend his stay to spend some extra time with her before heading back home to Florida, if he would come back early before the tournament, if he’d even given it any thought at all. It didn’t worry her, per se; they’d both been busy. But now it was right there in front of her.

“Which, actually, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”

She looked back at him, pulled from her thoughts. “What is it?” she asked.

He settled next to her on the bed, and the atmosphere suddenly felt different. Not tense. But important. Nellie felt her heart pick up a beat.

“I know we’ve been moving kind of fast since I came back in March,” David began. “But truthfully—and I think you feel the same—I don’t see the point in waiting if we both know what we want. And so… I’ve decided that I want to move here, to Tokyo. And if you want, I’d like us to get a new place together.”

If Nellie had been buzzing before, she was positively vibrating now. “Are you being serious?”

He nodded. “Of course. I fucking hate every time I have to get on a plane and leave you again. I hate it. And this last time I was gone, I realized… it’s not just my career that’s here now. My life is, too.”

He looked her in the eyes, full of love and trust, and her heart grew wings. “I would love to get a new place together.”

David smiled. “Yeah?”

“Yes, of course,” she said, and she kissed him. She couldn’t contain her excitement. “Babe! This is a big deal!”

“I know, but it’s what I want,” he reiterated. “And plus, this timing works out because I have a month-and-a-half off after Sunday, so that’ll give me a good amount of time to sort everything out and get my place in Florida packed up and shipped over here.”

“That’s a process,” she told him. “Trust me, I know from experience.”

“I know. But to be honest with you, I already started.”

Nellie smiled at him. “You did?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I had a feeling you’d say yes, so I figured I’d get a head start when I was home.”

“Oh, you had a feeling?”

“I did,” he grinned. “Come here.”

He pulled her into another kiss, and Nellie had never felt so much love, so much trust, so much understanding, so much faith that this was right. That everything she’d been through, that they’d been through, had purposefully brought them exactly to where they were now. And she couldn’t wait to find out what else they would build—together.

“I love you,” David said against her lips, and Nellie smiled.

“I love you, too.”

* * * *

Sunday, June 4, 2023 Dominion 6.4 in Osaka-jo Hall – Osaka, Japan

Nellie had thought she was the only surprise David had in store that night. Boy, had she thought wrong.

The first surprise came after the IWGP Junior Tag Title match. Catch 2/2 had staved off Intergalactic Jetsetters only for Clark to come strutting down to the ring—with a gold cap on one of his teeth and a too-orange spray tan, God bless him—and at first, Nellie hadn’t understood. No one had; he was outnumbered, what was he going to do? But everyone got their answer when Dan Moloney, who had been at ringside for the match, unexpectedly attacked Francesco and TJP, officially turning on United Empire and joining Bullet Club. And Torrance had texted Nellie almost as soon as it had happened.

Nellie I swear to God if you knew about this and didn’t tell me.

Dude I had NO idea I swear, I’m just as shocked as you are, she’d quickly sent back. But as Dan and Clark had walked back up the ramp, the sight of them together made a little too much sense.

“They’re gonna bring out the absolute worst in each other,” she’d noted. David had just laughed.

And then, the match after the next, there was another surprise.

After Bishamon had defeated House of Torture and United Empire to win both the IWGP Tag Team and Strong Openweight Tag Team championships, Alex Coughlin and Gabe Kidd had shown up in Bullet Club shirts and put the boots to them, declaring their intent and establishing their allegiance in one fell swoop. It explained why Clark had brought up Dominion after Nellie had mentioned Gabe last week. She had to admit—she was impressed.

But now it was her turn to be the surprise.

She’d never felt more confident than she did now in her BC Decade t-shirt, cropped to show off her figure; although, she wore her Wonder of Stardom Championship around her waist and her SWA World Championship diagonally across her chest, so she was mostly gold. David had explicitly told her to show off. “You’ve earned that,” he’d told her. “We run this fucking place.”

Excited butterflies teemed in her stomach as they all stood at the ready at the Gorilla curtain. David smirked down at her.

“Last chance to back out.”

She grinned and shook her head. “Not a chance,” she told him, and sealed it with a kiss.

His entrance music started. Clark and Dan went out first, followed by Gabe and Alex. They stood on either side of the stage, and then David went up the steps, followed closely by Nellie, Gedo behind her. She could hear the surprise of the crowd when they saw her, feel it course through her body, energizing her. It was a familiar feeling, but renewed. Different. Deeper.

They walked down to the ring, and while David’s focus was zeroed in on El Phantasmo, ELP was looking at Nellie. Except it wasn’t ELP; not right then. Right then, it was Riley.

“Seriously?” he said down to her. “You never once came out here with Jay.”

Nellie didn’t hesitate. “Jay never asked,” she returned, and David slid into the ring and attacked him.

Twenty-six minutes later, he was victorious. And Nellie hadn’t gotten involved; none of the other members of Bullet Club had. David didn’t need their help; he didn’t need them to interfere. This was a different Bullet Club than what it had been under Jay, a return to the original. And when they all joined David in the ring and raised up the Too Sweet above ELP, Nellie had never felt more like she belonged. Not in Cosmic Angels, not in Queen’s Quest, not even in Suzuki-gun. This was her home, beside David—and it just so happened to be in Bullet Club.

#david finlay fanfiction #jay white fanfiction #njpw fanfiction #bullet club fanfiction #bullet club war dogs fanfiction

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inastrangerskiss · 1 year

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sunrise

Jay White x Reader

content warning: brief references to alcohol

summary: you had just wanted to wake up early and enjoy a little bit of the morning alone

The ocean waves crashed against the shore in the distance - a gentle “good morning” from the coastline. The hazy sun illuminated the tiny grains of sand that had found their way onto the kitchen floor. You felt them push into your feet as you quietly walked to the kettle. You were careful to turn the faucet on low as you filled it just enough for one cup.

You didn’t want to wake any of your friends, nestled in their respective beds one floor away.

You also didn’t want anyone to break your moment of peace.

The kettle beeped and you poured the steaming water into your mug, dipping a sachet of green tea in as you turned to face the bay window.

You smiled to yourself, remembering the night before.

When you had agreed to this vacation you had expected a week of relaxation. You had expected a week of suntanning and al fresco dinners. You should’ve known you’d get more than you had asked for.

It started when you were unloading your luggage from your car. You struggled helplessly to dislodge your suitcase from the other dozen bags you had shoved into your trunk, cursing your inability to pack reasonably.

A hand met your shoulder, the strong fingers squeezing gently to get your attention.

You turned around only to find Jay standing behind you, his bright blue eyes framed by tiny, little crinkles as he smiled happily down on you.

“Need a little help?” He asked.

You felt a little butterfly emerge from its cocoon in your chest, awoken by his gaze. You nodded slowly, fighting back a sense of bashfulness you had often felt around him.

You didn’t see him much usually and you always figured it was for the best. You always devolved into a rambling, anxious mess when he was nearby. It was the long, dark, curly hair that he always pulled half up and half down. It was how he looked slicking it back as he walked out of the ocean. It was how he laughed at all of your jokes and never once looked like he wasn’t listening to your stories.

He carefully pulled your bag free of the trunk and placed it beside you. He then took several of your remaining bags and helped carry them to your room, politely leaving them just by the door. You turned to thank him but he was gone before the words could come free of your mouth.

That evening wasn’t much easier. The campfire was lit and drinks were passed around, an orange aura was cast over everyone who sat near. You felt his eyes flicker over you in the same way the flames licked at the logs of wood, sending electric shocks down your spine. When you shivered he offered his jacket, wrapping the soft leather around your arms, his hands gently pulling your hair out from under the collar.

He leaned in towards you as you answered his question about what you had been up to lately.

You felt silly feeling so excited by his attention. You didn’t notice the way he nervously fidgeted with the wrinkles in his jeans.

But it was a new day.

You held your tea close to your chest as you stared out towards the fire pit. Chairs had toppled over in the late night breeze, a bottle remained unrecycled in the shade by the bushes. You wondered if the clouds in the distance indicated rain or receding haze from the morning fog.

It was peaceful.

It was quiet.

And then the sound of floorboards creaking over your head broke you out of your reverie. You stood still, hoping not to attract anyone towards your location but the footsteps crept slowly towards the hall. The sound of a door carefully creaked open, the hinges squeaking out into the morning air. The person began descending the stairs and you sighed.

Your alone time was over.

You crossed your arms and turned your head towards the bay window once more. You didn’t want conversation and so you refused to invite it.

“Hey you.” A familiar voice whispered.

Your heart stopped and your head turned.

There, at the landing of the stairs, stretching his arms overhead so that his white t-shirt showed off just a fraction of his abdomen, was Jay. He smiled at you and you couldn’t help but feel a nervous, hot blush rushing over your cheeks.

“Up early?” He asked, his voice still raspy with sleep.

You nodded.

He walked to the cupboard and grabbed a mug with an insignia from what appeared to be a local animal sanctuary. He then moved towards the tea pot and you watched as he tilted the appliance, only to receive tiny drips and drops of lukewarm water. With a laugh, he looked up at you.

“Seriously?” He asked.

“I didn’t think anyone else was awake!” You quietly protested.

Jay shook his head all the same.

“Selfish, selfish.” He chided.

“I’m sorry!”

The anxiety began to melt away, making room for the cordiality you knew you were capable of. He passed you as he went to refill the kettle, his arm brushing yours. You wanted to reach out and hold onto him. You wanted to take him in your hands and bring him close. But, instead, you watched him silently as he filled the pot with enough water for at least three people.

“That’s how you should do it.” He smirked.

You only knew how to roll your eyes as words, once again, began to evade your mind.

“So,” he continued. “What’re you doing up?”

“I find it hard to sleep -“

“Right, you find it hard to sleep at the beach. I remember you told me last night.”

You felt a swill in your chest like waves in a storm as he nodded. He had listened to you. He had heard every single word.

“What do you typically do while everyone else is asleep?” He asked. “Besides use up all the water in the kettle for your tea, that is.”

He wasn’t going to let this go. And if it meant he’d keep talking to you, you were fine with that.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged. “Usually I just make breakfast and sit by the beach.”

Jay nodded as he thought to himself. Then he turned to the fridge and opened it, sticking his head into its frosty confines.

“What would you normally make?” He asked. “Lot of stuff in here to choose from.”

You let your mind turn the question over and over in your head. “Maybe toast? Maybe, like, some toast with peanut butter and some fruit?”

Jay paused before pulling his head back from the fridge, his eyebrows raised. “You have all of this food in here and you want toast and fruit and nothing else?”

“I don’t really like breakfast!” You laughed, doing your best to not be too loud. Quickly, you gave in to his judgment. “Fine, what would you have?”

“Me?” Jay asked, pointing a finger into his chest. “I’d have two eggs, bacon. I’d heat up those frozen hash browns they got at the store yesterday. And then maybe I’d have some toast and fruit.”

“Right.” You nodded. “But you’re missing a key element.”

“And that is?”

“When you’re up before everyone the goal is to enjoy as much time as possible before everyone wakes up.” You explained. “If you’re down here, banging around pans and cracking eggs and making everything smell like bacon, you’ll have the whole house up before you know it.”

It took him a second but you could tell he was beginning to understand.

“Toast and fruit is simple and, so long as you’re careful, won’t wake anybody.”

The switch on the tea kettle clicked, informing Jay that his water was ready for pouring. As he prepared his drink, you opened a bag that contained an untouched loaf of sourdough bread. You plucked out two slices, placing them into the toaster and pushing the lever down.

Jay cut up a slice of lemon, holding it out to you as an offering and cutting a second slice as soon as you nodded an acceptance.

“Are you going to start making your breakfast?” You asked.

“Huh?”

“Sunrise only lasts a little longer.” You said. “If you want to come out and catch it with me, that is.”

“I’ll just have the same thing you’re having.” He gestured to the bag of bread.

“After giving me a hard time?”

You were incredulous but Jay only looked at you as though you were out of your mind.

“I don’t want to wake anyone!” He insisted.

You turned around, pulling two more slices of bread out, biting back a smile that threatened to break your stoic facade. You felt his eyes burning a hole in your back and it made you wonder if he was aware his attention made your cheeks burn a primary shade of red.

Jay grabbed the peanut butter from the cabinet, reaching over your head as you stared into the toaster, monitoring the amount of char. When the bread reappeared it caused you to startle. Jay let out a quiet snicker, thoroughly amused by your reaction.

“It’s just toast.” He laughed.

His hand met your shoulder as his arm extended past you, taking the toast from the toaster. His grip on you tightened for a second, the heat from his body meeting your back as you stood still.

His voice lowered as he leaned closer to your ear. “No need to be scared.”

A shiver rolled down your spine but you shook it off. Instead, you focused on putting the last two slices of bread in the toaster and not jumping out of your skin when they were done.

Maybe it was for the best that you didn’t notice the way his eyes traced up and down your body as you walked from the counter to the fridge. Maybe it was for the best you didn’t see the way his hand was itching to reach out for yours as you took your respective plates and mugs to the bench at the end of the sandy walkway.

Maybe it was for the best you couldn’t hear the way his brain was constantly churning with new ideas as to how to get closer to you.

You sat in silence at first. Both of you stared at the waves gnawing at the shore and elderly folks as they took their morning strolls. You watched seagulls fight over trash and laughed at the plovers as they scuttled as the water receded from the beach.

“Sorry, by the way.” Jay finally murmured.

Your head whipped towards him, confused by his words.

“If I intruded on your morning.” He continued.

You couldn’t shake your head fast enough, doing all you could to finish the food in your mouth before beginning to speak.

“No! No! I like your company.”

“Yeah, but you said that the whole goal was to enjoy your morning before everyone else woke up.”

You paused and thought. Jay’s normally bright eyes seemed marred by wariness and discomfort as he looked from you to his feet.

“You’re different.” You shrugged. “I don’t mind you bothering me.”

A small grin unfurled over his cheeks as he stared down. He nodded slowly as though your words were played on a delay, only just having reached his ears on the ocean breeze.

“That’s cool.”

“Yeah.” You agreed.

It was quiet again. Jay sipped his tea and slowly shifted ever so slightly closer to you. You felt a sort of tension hanging heavily, tuning out the rest of the world around you. The wind and the waves and the cawing gulls were muted as his knee gently brushed against yours. You both chose to ignore it.

Your breakfast plates sat empty, your tea was just sediment at the bottom of a mug. You folded a napkin into a million tiny triangles while you wondered whether it was best to just return to the house or if there was reason to keep sitting on the bench.

And then Jay cleared his throat.

“So, I don’t know how to say this.” He started.

You turned to him and you watched as he tilted his head just slightly, just enough to look up at you, his arms resting over his knees.

“This,” He gestured to you and then himself. “Wasn’t an accident.”

“What?”

“I set my alarm this morning.”

“Okay?”

Jay scrubbed the back of his neck with his hand before letting out a heavy sigh. But all you could do was stare at him unsure as to what he was trying to say.

“I set my alarm so I could wake up and meet you in the kitchen.” He finally blurted out.

A siren went off in your head, drowning out everything around you, drowning out the intensity of Jay’s expectant gaze. You felt your breath catch in your throat, words dissolving entirely from your brain. It wasn’t until his finger poked into your leg that you found yourself brought back to Earth.

“I remembered what you said last night and I set an alarm for, like, sunrise, and just waited in bed until I heard you.” He spoke, his voice was quieter now, more self-aware and more self-conscious.

“How did you even know it was me?” You asked.

“I guess I didn’t. But once you wake up at sunrise you can only wait so long before you need caffeine in your body.” He shrugged, a laugh tinting his words.

You felt your heart beating a furious pace against your chest and you worried it might just burst free and fall into the sand. You worried you may never form another sentence so long as Jay was breathing the same air as you.

And then his fingers found yours, curiosity imbued in his actions.

And your fingers deftly wove between his.

And before you knew it, you were holding his hand. It wasn’t exactly romantic. It was intimate but it wasn’t yet familiar. It was figuring things out. It was finding who the other person was on this side of the fence that you had both so suddenly jumped over.

A nervous laugh slipped from your lips and a shade of pink began to douse his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

“I’m glad you did - wake up with me, that is.” You murmured.

“Might be the best choice I’ll make this entire trip.”

Guts got the best of you as you looked up to the sky, a satisfied grin quirking the corners of your mouth upwards.

“There’s another choice you could make. Another good choice.”

Jay’s fingers tightened around yours. He knew exactly what you were thinking about. He knew exactly what you wanted and he had trouble denying the fact that he wanted it too.

“What’s that then?” He asked, not needing your explanation.

You placed your plate beside you and your mug in the sand as you hopped to your feet, never letting go of him. He stood with you, placing his own plate on yours. Before you knew it, he was standing directly in front of you, towering over you as you felt yourself sink lower and lower in the sand.

“What’s it that you think I should do?” He asked once more.

He reached up with his free hand to hold your chin between his thumb and his forefinger, causing your eyes to bashfully stray from his face.

“I think you already know.” You said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He leaned in close and grinned.

“I think you’re right.” He spoke, his nose only a fraction of a centimeter away from yours.

And then his lips met yours. And the sun could’ve dropped out of the sky. And the ocean could’ve risen over your heads. And the air around you could’ve been sucked into a vacuum.

But you would never have noticed.

The only thing that mattered was the way he dropped your hand to curl his fingers around the curvature of your waist. The only thing that mattered was the way you forgot your first name when his mouth was on yours. The only thing that mattered was the way you felt his lips form into a smile midway through the kiss itself.

He pulled away and you found yourselves in your own little bubble - no more tension, no more anxiety, just an abundance of excitement.

“This might be the best breakfast I’ve had in a while.” He chuckled softly.

“And the day has barely begun.” You quipped.

He pulled you close to his chest, kissing the top of your head as you fell into his embrace.

And that was how you spent the rest of your week. Wrapped up. Ensconced. Enveloped. There were naps in the sunlight in the middle of the day that he blamed on your commitment to waking early and you would argue that he didn’t have to rise with you. He would lay your towel out on the beach before his own and he’d carry your beach chair so you didn’t have to.

And there was hand holding. And there were kisses. And there was love.

And most importantly, after that fateful morning, there was you and Jay. And peanut butter toast.

#i always get so nervous when writing about food because people are all so particular about it #like if you think peanut butter toast and fruit is a bad breakfast pls do not tell me #it will haunt me #jay white imagines #jay white fanfic #jay white x reader #jay white imagine #jay white fanfiction #njpw fanfiction #njpw fanfic #njpw imagine

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coleskingdom · 2 months

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Hands on You

Jay White x F Reader

Genre: smut minors DNI NSFW

Summary:

Reader enjoys Jays promo and it gives her an idea

Tags @madhatterbri @midwestmade29

“ I can remind you on any given night exactly why I’m the catalyst of professional wrestling “ Jay said as I watched from the locker room. He was pure switchable, the crowd eating out of his hands, he was sex personified.

He walked back through the locker room doors, “Hey Sweetheart “, a kiss on the top of my head , “ Having fun?” he asked grinning as my eyes never left his upper body. “ Do you want to remind me that you’re the catalyst? “ eyeing him up and down. “ Did you watch the match or did you just watch me?” his cocky smirk “What do you think?” I asked “Sweetheart, I think you heard my promo, and have been staring at me all night. If the look you’re giving me is any indication. Normally I’d remind you that my eyes are up here, but I’m curious what’s been on that mind of yours.”.His eyes locking on mine as he changed , his movements slow and methodical.“Sorry it’s been a minute, since I’ve seen you this …” I said biting my lip. “I’ll tell you later what I was thinking “standing up kissing him, what was supposed to be a quick kiss, turned into a kiss where we both were fighting for control, he relented. “Later it is then” a wink and a grin as he put his arm around me.

We stayed for the remainder of the show,and a little while at the after party. “ I still want to hear, what you were thinking about earlier.” he whispered in the crowded room. My face blushed “Jay stop” I said “ So prim and proper in public. Isn’t there a song about “a lady in the..” I play slapped him on the stomach. “You’ve been waiting all night for a reason to touch me. Let’s get out of here.”

In the back of the car, Jay pulled me close to him. His lips finding the spot behind my ear “are you going to tell me, or are you going to show me?” his voice warm in my ear. I sighed his lips moved down my neck. “What is that you want? I haven’t seen you this desperate for me in a while. So what was it tonight?” Come on Sweetheart tell me,” he said as the car came to a stop . He offered his hand as we got out of the car, and headed into the hotel and up the elevator.

In the elevator I don’t know who moved first, one moment we were inches apart the next we were melded together. I sank my teeth into his bottom lip, and his hands squeezed my ass. His mouth moved on mine, fighting for control, I relented,as the ding of the elevate signaled our floor . Walking down the hallway to our room, he grabbed my ass and playfully swatted at it.

“We are alone now, so I’m going to ask one last time, what was it tonight?”his voice low and warm, “ Jay, there was just something different about you, your confidence, your command of everything, the way your abs and arms looked in that cut down the middle shirt, that little peak of the V. I thought about grinding on your abs…” he cut me off with a kiss I knew how much he liked it when I praised him and his body, that he needed that.

There was nothing slow about the way that we disrobed I reached for my bra" leave it for now" he mumbled his mouth on my neck. “ Give me a second” he said climbing into bed, he situated himself laying flat on the bed, “Come here sweetheart, I know just what you need but first strip the rest of the way”his voice in full command I climbed into bed, “straddle me” I followed his direction situating my self above his very obvious hard on “No sweetheart move further up, there you go” as I hovered over his stomach his hands on my hips lowered me on to him his hands rocking my hips. “Go ahead fuck yourself by grinding on my abs” his hands encouraging me to move faster. “Jay I …” I felt myself get wetter as he guided my hips, “ I guessed right, this has been what you wanted all night. Now show me how much you want it.” He released my hips but I kept rocking, my hands firmly planted on his chest rocking harder, he flexed and released his abs, causing me to moan. “ How long have you thought about doing this. Making a mess on my abs , all you had to do was ask sweetheart. “ Jay I can’t” my words failing me. “ Yes you can, your doing so good for me. Your legs are squeezing me so tight” his voice a low rasp. “ Touch me Jay” I begged. His hand reached up and began playing with my breast squeezing and rolling my nipple. “ Jay so close, it feels so good.”I cried, “ I know, you’re so beautiful”he tightened his abs again making them rigid as my body moved on his “Go ahead and cum for me” and that’s all it took my body tensed and I leaned forward enough that he captured my lips as I moaned in pleasure, his hands going to my hips making sure that I got every ounce of pleasure. As my body collapsed on his, he removed his hands from my hips and began to stroke my back before he wrapped his arms around me.

“Sweet girl, you did so good” his voice softer. I buried my face in his shoulder, “Jay, I can’t believe I did that” I mumbled. He just laughed and rolled us over.

#aew fanfiction #aew smut #breathe with the switchblade #switchblade jay white smut #jay white x you #jay white fanfiction #jay white imagine #switchblade jay white #jay white smut #jay white x reader #Spotify

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 1 year

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The Beginning Of The End Series

Summary: You were once a “honeybee”, now you’re simply a “bunny”. Can an alliance and friendship still last after one’s former lover became the current lover of another?

Pairings: ELP x Reader x Jay White

Warnings: +18, mentions of cheating, cursing.

A/N: When I began writing this series both ELP and Jay were part of the Bullet Club. So for plot reasons let’s pretend it’s still that way lol

The Past was once a Present, and a Present is a possible Future…possible.

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @pleasantpastels

A 12 hour flight and one taxi ride to Tokyo Dome later, I found myself walking around backstage while waiting for my boyfriend to come back from his match.

Riley needed this, this reassurance. The certainty that I was indeed madly in love with him as much as he was with me. The certainty that the past was just that - the past, with no room for it being the present again or a possible future.

His over excited voice echoed through the hallway before he turned the corner to find me standing close to the Bullet Club’s locker room doors. Riley’s blue eyes lightened up once he saw me and a wide smile took over his lips “Holy shit! What are you doing here?!” His long legs ran towards me before he picked me up in his arms and captured my lips in a deep kiss.

The sweat from his torso stained the front of my red t-shirt and I could feel a pair of gray eyes deadly staring at us.

“This is G1’s week! The most important week of your career! And since I’m on vacation from work I thought it would be a good idea to stop by for some emotional support”

“Why didn’t you tell me they were gonna give you your vacation this month?! You’re spending the whole month here with me?”

“Yeah. And to be fair I wanted it to be a surprise so…” I smiled widely before brushing his wet hair away from his forehead “Are you ok with having me as a roommate for a month?”

A small snort left Riley’s lips “Oh no, that will be a nightmare! Replacing Ishimori’s loud ass snoring and farts for your gorgeous face and delicious body will be a real struggle. I honestly don’t know if I can handle that” He sighed heavily in fake disappointment before I giggled “You’re so ridiculous”.

Riley’s loud shocked gasp made my giggle turn into a loud laugh

“I thought you loved my sense of humor!”

“I do, my love” I pecked his lips “I really do”

One of the production assistants called for him while pointing at a door down the hall. Riley nodded once before placing me down on the floor “Look, I have to shoot a promo real quick, do you mind waiting for me here?”

“No, not at all. Go ahead, don’t keep them waiting too long”

“Thank you” He pecked my lips “I’ll be back in a blink”

The minute he ran towards the door where he would shoot the promo, I turned around to find the same gray eyes still staring at me.

The eyes I once loved were filled with something I couldn’t quite read. Perhaps it was anger or jealousy, maybe even hurt, no one could really tell.

When it comes to Jay White, no one can tell what’s really going on inside his mind.

“Him?” He frowned “So you’re together now or what? Why am I only knowing about this - whatever it’s going on between the two of you - now?”

“And why would I or Riley tell you anything about our private lives?”

“Why him?”

“Why do you care?”

Jay’s jaw clenched when he didn’t get a proper answer “You know I care about you”

“Funny how your actions prove the exact opposite”

“What the fuck did you want me to do, huh?” He closed the distance between us “She was pregnant! What should I do? Kick her to the curb?”

“And conveniently enough she got pregnant when you asked me for some time apart”

“I’ve never cheated on you if that’s what you’re implying!”

“Right! You didn’t cheat on me, Jay. You just chose her instead”

“For fucks sake I didn’t choose shit! I had no choice, honeybee!”

“Stop calling me that!” I felt my jaw clenching with rage “And yes, you did! You had a choice, Jay. And you made your choice, now live with it!”

“What’s this, huh?” He pointed towards the direction Riley went “Is that your revenge? A little payback for what you think I did to you?”

“Do not assume that I would have a relationship with someone just to spite you, Jay. Trust me, you’re not that important”

A small laugh left his lips “Are you really trying to convince me that you have real feelings for him? Really? That loser? C’mon, bee. We both know he’ll never be on my level”.

The loud noise followed the burning feeling on Jay’s skin when my palm connected to his cheek, “You better watch your mouth! You will never be half of the man Riley is!” I pointed my index finger at his face “And I would be more respectful of his name when I’m around if I were you”

Jay opened his mouth to say something but a pair of hands pushed him away from me.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” Riley squared up to Jay and pulled me behind his back “Next time you get that close to her I’ll break your fucking neck!”

“Oh yeah? I’d like to see you try, tough boy!” Jay smirked “She was mine before being yours! As a matter of fact, she’s still mine. Because you’ll never own her the way I did and still do. But we both know that, don’t we?”

The growl that left Riley’s lips was a warning for the punch he was about to give in Jay’s face. I quickly pulled Riley away from the Bullet Club leader and placed myself in front of him in order to block his attempt of beating Jay up.

“Baby, look at me” I cupped his cheeks with my hands before pulling his head down “Rye, look at me!”

His blue eyes held a haze of confusion and pure rage “Don’t do it, he’s not worth it. C’mon, let’s go back to the hotel-“

“What’s the matter, huh? The great ELP can’t handle the truth?” Jay mocked “Or maybe he can’t handle some competition because deep down he knows he’ll end up being the loser he always is” Jay chuckled before taking a deep breath in “Can you smell it, Riley? Your despair sinking in? Your brain telling you that I’m right? That she IS mine and that she WILL come back to me? You know it’s just a matter of time, right?”

Unable to hear that anymore, I pulled Riley away from the locker room and towards the parking lot while Jay kept screaming behind us.

“That’s right, you little bitch. Run! Run, Riley. And enjoy your last days with her because soon enough she’ll come back to me!”

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NSFW alphabet with Jay White please?

Jay White NSFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet Masterlist Main Masterlist Jay White Masterlist

18+ You have been warned

This has not been proofread

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Jay is a pure sweetheart after sex, mainly because he is so rough with you

He is always quick to scoop you up in his arms and get you cleaned up

Jay would praise you after sex, telling you how good you did and how proud he is of you

The two of you would cuddle up under the secure sheats, falling asleep in eachothers loving embrace

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Jay’s favrouite part on himself is his chest/abs

Mainly due to the fact that he spends hours in the gym everyday to get so jacked

On you, like him, his favrouite part is your chest/stomach/waist

He loves to hold your body close to his at all times

He always has a arm wrapped around you

He loves to lie on your chest after a hard day, listing to your heartbeat calms him and makes him forget about his worries

He constantly pictures you carrying his child, he can’t wait for the day to come where he can watch your stomach grow, creating a life

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Jay has a massive breeding kink

He loves to make a mess everywhere

He loves to cum on your breasts, adoring the sight of his seed dripping down your body

More than anything he loves to cum in you, watch his seed pour out of you

He is obsessed with the idea of getting you pregnant even though he’s not quite ready to be a father, just yet.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

This is not necessarily dirty but Jay’s love language is physical touch

Looking at him on TV you would never expect such a thing

Though he doesn’t show it in public the moment the two of you are alone he is all over you,

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Jay knows what he is doing

He has been in few relationships but has had many one night stands

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary

Cowgirl

Doggy style

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Jay can be both, sometimes he can be so serious during sex focused on reaching that climax

Other times he will have straight up conversations while he is fucking you into obliviation. Example;

“How about we go out to that new restaurant that just opened later?” *No response because that man literally turned your brain to mush* insert confused Jay because you are not giving him a response

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Clean shaven

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Jay is such a romantic it’s not even funny

You wouldn't expect it from him but he love language is physical touch and acts of service

He is literally head over heels in love with you

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He would rather have sex with you but when you not with him it’s probably every night

He pictures you with him, missing you by his side, especially when he is on the other side of the world

When he really misses you, you might send him a special picture to feel better

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Your favourite Knife Pervert is a real kinky MF

Knife Play

Blood Play

Breath Play

Breeding

BDSM

Biting

Bondage

Blindfold sex

Shibari

Impact play

Pregnancy kink

Mirror sex

Cock warming

Wax play

Pain kink

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Jay can and will take you anywhere and everywhere

And I mean everywhere

Backstage in a storage closet, his private locker room, the car, a jet, the beach, you name it you have probably done it there

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

As much as Jay completely obsessed with you I feel like it would take a little something something to get him going

He doesn't get turned on as fast as you would think. However once he starts he cannot stop

He’s a big fan of foreplay

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sharing

According to Jay, sharing is not caring

However I can see him being down with being a throuple

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Literal king of eating pussy

Remember that once clip on collision of Jay eating that cake?

He will eat you for breakfast lunch and dinner if he could

His preference is giving but will never decline your offer to please him

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depending on his mood that day he can be fast and rough and slow and sensual

He loves to make beautiful love to you but he also loves to destroy you

When he is rough oh god he is ROUGH, like so rough it’s hard to walk after

When he’s that rough he makes sure to take good care of you after

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not the biggest fan of quickies but hey sometimes you need that release

Quickies most commonly occur before a big match as a good luck charm

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Jay white is a risky man who loves to experiment

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

It’s un humanly the stamina this man has

He can go for so long it's insane

Expect at least two orgasms from Jay, however every orgasm for him is about two from you

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has a whole shrine of toys

Most being inanimate objects that can also be used during sex, example ropes

Jay is a kinky man so expect many tricks up his sleeve

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Jay is a massive tease

Most people who tease hate it when it’s being done back to them but Jay loves it

The teasing gets him going

He loves teasing and foreplay

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Loud

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

It was late, 3 am to be exact. Jay and I had finally got back to the hotel after another grueling day at work. I just got out of the shower and all I wanted was to sleep, Jay however had other plans. Just as I began to fall asleep I felt him on top of me, he sat carefully on my low back, playing with my hair, taking it out of the updo. “What are you doing?” I asked Jay tiredly. “I need you” he whispered in my ear. “It’s late, I’m tired” I told Jay, my face buried in the pillows. “Please honeybee, I need you. Don’t make me take care of it myself.” He took my hand and placed it on his hard clothed cock “See!” “Okay okay, I’ll help you, but you’re doing all the work tho” “Deal”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

7 inches

He has a beautiful dick

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

High, like very high

Everyday or every other day

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He would wait until you are 100% asleep before he would attempt at falling asleep

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working on part 3 of the will ospreay imagine and then ill get started on part 2 for the jay white imagine! so sorry for the wait :)

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Slut Me Out (Jay White)

Pairing: Jay White/OC (Riley Carter)

Summary: Riley always has had a tendency to get underneath some people’s skin. Jay White was no different. However, she learns what happens when you play with a switchblade without the proper care.

Warnings: Smut (Yes, Jay does fuck in this lol), Dom!Jay White, Bratty Sub!OC, Choking kink, Praise kink, Degradation kink, Oral sex (Female receiving), Breeding kink, Overstimulation, creampie, Jay’s mouth (It’s filthy as hell omfg), use of Dutch (apparently, Jay’s New Zealand-Dutch), little bit of aftercare

Author’s Note: Two. Weeks. Two weeks it took me to write this piece so I hope this was worth the writer’s block I’mma have in the future lol. Like a like and a comment if you did enjoy it.

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“Where the hell are you, Carter?!”

Yeah, she fucked up.

She fucked up royally.

Riley knew one day that her mouth and shenanigans would write her a check her ass can’t cash. However, she didn’t think it would be cashed in this fast.

You see, Riley is known for her ability to get underneath the skin of her enemies and for renting a 1 bedroom loft apartment in their heads. Unfortunately on her list of adversaries, was one switchblade.

Jay White.

One’s probably wondering how does one get on the bad side of the leader of Bullet Club.

Well, uh…

It started back a few months ago when Carter managed to annoy the Bullet Club and Elite at every twist and turn. She started off slow; just popping up during some of the Elite matches with no music, no warning. It’s almost like she appeared out of thin air, be it ringside, at the commentary table, up on the stage, the titantron or even in the crowd. Wherever they went, she was never far behind them. Then King Switch decided to make an appearance at AEW, she escalated.

She started to actively get involved in their matches, costing Adam and ReDRagon matches whenever she knew Jay was in the building or when he got involved. She even went as far as jumping the Bucks with Orange Cassidy before Matt’s match with Jungle Boy.

“Just returnin’ a favor, boys. Roppongi Vice sends their regards.” She said to them after the damage was done. “Nothin’ personal. It’s just bidiness.”

And it was business…until today.

Riley knew Jay had a match tonight against Hangman Adam Page on Rampage. She also knew that only Gedo was the only member of Bullet Club that was in the arena, leaving the newly crowned IWGP World Heavyweight Champion rather vulnerable to her shenanigans.

She couldn’t resist, especially when during the match, Jay had made Hangman run into the referee, knocking him down. Taking notice of the dispatched ref, Gedo went to grab Jay’s title only to find Riley with the title on her shoulder like it’s hers.

“Lookin’ for somethin’?” She asked Gedo, walking towards him as he backed up away from her as he begged for mercy.

“Hey!” Riley looks up towards the ring to see Jay yelling at her. “Put down my title!” Riley tilts her head in faux confusion.

“Oh, ya mean this?” She raised the title high above her head as she stepped onto the apron to get into his face.

“Yeah! My title. So be a good little gangster and give my title to me.” Jay demanded as he held his hand for it. Riley pretends to think about it as she sees Adam beginning to stir as well as the ref. She hands Jay the title and he goes to turn around with the title to blast Adam with it. However, when he goes to do so, the title doesn’t budge as Riley doesn’t let go of the title. He does a mirthless chuckle. “Okay, you can-you can let go now.” He said as he tried to take it from her but she still refused to let it go. “Let go, Carter!”

“Or what?” She challenged him with a raised eyebrow. Jay stopped closer to her as if to intimidate her but much to his surprise and everyone else’s, Riley did something that no one saw coming. She…kissed him.

Jade Cargill would be proud.

But unlike Jade’s kiss to Tay, Riley held it for a few moments before she let him go to push him back in the middle of the ring for Adam to hit the Buckshot Lariat for the win. She then hauled ass up the ramp to the backstage area. As much as she would love to celebrate Hangman finally getting a dub over Jay, she knew sticking around with an angry switchblade would not be good for her. She managed to end up at the catering area where she ran into The Dark Order who were watching Hangman’s match.

“Holy shit, Riley. Are you ok?” Preston asked her as Riley stopped to catch her breath.

“Oh…I’m charmed.” Riley looks at the screen, seeing Jay irate while arguing with the ref. “King Bitch ain’t, tho.” She stands up straight as Hangman approaches the group.

“I’ve known Jay for a long time. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so incensed.” Adam cautioned as they watched him storm to the back after throwing a tantrum in the ring.

“Ah, he’ll be fine.” Riley waved him off.

“Where the hell are you, Carter?!” They all heard a very familiar voice bark in the distance.

“Ope.” Riley faltered as her eyebrows flew to the middle of her forehead in surprise. “That sounds like one angry ass kiwi.” Riley jests, snickering. John Silver points behind her.

“That’s because it is one angry ass kiwi.” John said bemusedly. Riley turns around to see Jay storming up the hall, looking around aggressively to find her with Gedo behind him.

“Ight, I’mma head out.” Riley said after a moment’s reflection on her life choices before booking it down the hall. “I’mma talk with ya later, Cowboy n’ Friends!”

“There you are! C’mere, you little minx!” She heard Jay shout as he ran after her towards the interview area where she saw Orange Cassidy and Trent Beretta.

“Help! Incoming angry knife man behind me!” She yelled worriedly as she ran past them, cutting out the interview to continue towards the locker room area. She hears Jay and Gedo argue with Best friends and takes the time to hide behind a road cage near a crossroad in the halls. She hears them run up and then stop a few feet away.

“Damn it! Where’d that woman go?” Jay snapped, looking around to see which hall she went down. “You see her, Gedo?”

She heard nothing, assuming Gedo just shook his head which made Jay give an exasperated sigh. “Those fucking idiots…We should split up. We cover more ground that way. Go.” Jay commanded before they ran in opposite directions with Gedo running right past her. Riley waits a few minutes before she moves away from behind the road case to go up the hall to her locker room, watching her surroundings as she does.

“Holy shit…I didn’t think he’d be that mad about that L.” She said to herself as she approached her locker room door and walked through it. She closes her eyes and the door before she leans against it. “I mean, he beat Hangman twice before. This one loss shouldn’t have hurt ‘cause it’s ‘still. My. Era.’” Riley mocked his accent and his catchphrase before she went to the bathroom to shower. A few minutes later, she steps out of the shower, looking for her clothes.

“Shit. I must’ve left ‘em in my bag.” She muttered to herself as she wrapped a towel around her body and walked out to the dressing room.

“Had a nice shower?” She gasped, clutching her towel to her body at the sound of another person in the room. She then turns to the culprit, ready to cuss out the poor soul that dared disturb her only to have her eyes widen in shock.

How fitting her rotten luck to go and really sour right now when she finds herself locking eyes with the switchblade who’s been hellbent on getting his hands on her. Can’t remember a time where she was caught slipping this hard before. However, it doesn’t stop her from rolling her eyes in aggravation.

“And just what the hell are you doing in my locker room?”

“Your locker room?” Jay asked as he took the tapes off his wrists when he sat on the arm of the couch in the middle of the room. He chuckles. “Baby girl…since when did you wear switchblade gear?”

“What are you talking about?” Riley asked, jutting out her hip before he pointed her at the lockers. She turns around. “I don’t wear-.” She stops mid rant when she looks around the room, taking note of the fact that the bag in the locker was not hers but Jay’s instead as well as the switchblade necklace and jacket, thus confirming what she feared.

She was in Jay’s locker room, basically wet and naked.

“Oh, fuck me…” She muttered, now tightening her grip on the towel.

“Maybe if you show me that you can behave, I will…” Jay seemed to appear right behind her, pulling her hips against his as he whispered into her ear. He then slid his left hand up her body, squeezing her tit through the towel which made her breath hitch. “But first…” He moves his hand to her face, jerking her head back to make eye contact. “I’m gonna have to punish you.” He made known. Riley raised her hands up in surrender.

“Jay, wait a minute. We can-We can talk about this-.” Riley tried to implore him before she shrieked when Jay snatched the towel off her which made her shiver due to the cool air in the room. He never removes his hand from her neck as he turns her around to face her, making her look up at him. She whimpers at the height difference, her at 5’4” and him at 6’1” and this gets another chuckle from King Switch.

“Yeah, we could talk about it.” Jay leaned down to give her a heated kiss, biting her lip when he pulled away. “But I could think of better uses for your mouth.”

“Like what?” Riley gasped as he pushed her down onto the couch, positioning himself in between her legs as he held her arms down above her head with one hand.

“Like screaming my name for one…” Riley gives him a whine when his free hand reaches down to gently palms her pussy lips. “And as a sleeve for my dick for two.” Jay laughs again when she tries to close her legs. “Oh, you like that, huh? You like the idea of me using your throat as a cocksleeve?” He slips his finger inside which makes her whines louder.

“N-No…” Riley writhed in his grasp, trying to hide her face and moans in her arms. Jay smacks her pussy, making her yelp.

“Still want to misbehave, I see.” He whispered in her ear before kissing her neck. She continues to wiggle as he sucks on her skin, leaving some hickies. “It’s all right. I know how to make a little bratty slut like you submit to King Switch.”

Riley’s eyes harden at him, finding her words. “Yeah, I’d love to see you try, ya switch bitch.” She bit at him. Jay just smirks as he backs away from her, letting go of her arms. He then slid down to kneel on the floor in between her legs and spread them wider.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, baby.” Jay said before he dove into her pussy, licking a long stripe from her hole to her clit.

“Ah-Oh, fuck!” Riley moaned as he sucked on her clit. Her back arches when he hums before he lets it go.

“Lekker ding…” Jay muttered in dutch before he licked her hole again, this time slower to savor her taste. “I get it. That mouth of yours is bitter because this cunt is so damn sweet.”

“Fuck yo-oh!” Jay cuts off her retort when he sticks his tongue inside her. His moan then turned into growling as he wrapped his arms around her legs, flicking his tongue inside her faster. “Oh, fu-! Shit!” Her hands reach down to grab his hair when he shakes his head, enjoying the taste of her immensely. “Fuck, Jay…I…” She tries to warn him.

“Cum, babygirl.” He slaps her ass while thumbing her clit. “I know you want to.”

“Jay!” Riley wailed as the orgasm she’d been fighting off finally sent her over the edge. “Oh, s-shit!” She whimpered as her legs began to shake when he kept eating. She tugs on his hair again. “J-Jay…Jay, baby, please s-stop.”

Jay detaches his mouth from her to stand to his feet. He smacks her pussy again, making her sob and close her legs. “And why would I do that, Kitten? Why stop when I know you’re on the verge of breaking?” Riley keened as he curled his fingers inside her cunt. “I know what you like, even though I’ve been with you for only a few minutes. You’re an open book, I can tell. I know you like to be put in your place yet no one’s been able to do it right.” Jay chuckles, scissoring her while pressing his body up against hers to look her in the eyes. “Tell me; How did they try to tame the American Gangsta? Bondage? Edging? Or just straight orgasm denial?” He asked before burying his face into her neck. “Tell me, baby girl…” He breathed against her ear when he moved his hand to play with her breasts.

Riley took in a sharp breath as he pressed his hips to hers, reminding her that he was still half clothed. “D-Den-Denial. Always denial. I always hated it. It always pissed me off. What’s the point of fuckin’ if I can’t enjoy it, you know?”

“Oh, I know.” Jay steps away from her to get fully undressed. He sighs in relief as his dick is free from his wrestling tights. “I also know how to tame your bratty ass now.” He gives his cock a few strokes while standing over her in between her legs.

“Oh yeah? How?” She sassed him with a smile. Her smile turns into a blissed out expression as her breath quickens when Jay runs the head of his dick against her entrance. He leaned closer to her face, lustful blue eyes clashed with her needy browns.

“By giving you what you want which, judging by the way your back is arching right now, you wanna get fucked stupid.” Jay lets a semi-loud groan that echoed across the room as he lets the head of his cock slip past her entrance. “Fuck, baby…just so…fucking tight, still…A-Ah! No matter…” He takes one of her legs from around his waist to put over his shoulder. “I’ll make sure to ruin your cunt for any other man when it takes the shape of my cock.” He bragged.

“Ohh, shit…J-Jay…” Riley’s words falter as her body shivers when Jay just buries his cock inside her. “Fuck me…Ruin me…” She wanted, raking a hand through his hair before giving a yank.

“F-Fuck…! G-Goddamn, Kitten.” Jay grunted as he drew his hips back to pound her pussy, establishing a slow yet rough pace. “You can’t just-.” His hips stutter a bit as he almost came when she clenched her walls around his dick. “You can’t just squeeze me and pull my hair like that. You want me to fuck you proper, don’t you?” He shrugged as he moved to lean forward on his hands that he placed over her head on the back and arm of the couch. Riley gives him a naughty smile as she wraps her other leg around his waist. She bucks her hips towards his as he starts to hit her g-spot.

“Yeah…” Riley grabs the back of his head to pull him closer to kiss him. She draws a guttural groan from him when she bits his lip and pulls his head away from her. “But I also wanna make you feel good, too.” She cooed through her moans as Jay began to thrust his hips faster.

Jay chuckles breathlessly as he grabs her throat again. “Wanna make me feel good?” She nods her head, clawing at his wrist when he squeezes her throat. “Then cum again for me. Cream on my cock like the good girl you are.” The praise is what makes her see stars as she cums again, her lips part as she pants and her legs shake around his waist. Jay doesn’t give her any reprieve, switching positions to sit on the couch and putting her in his lap in a reverse cowgirl position. He then pounds her pussy while pulling her hair to make her tilt her head back, her moans getting louder as they echo around the locker room.

“J-Jay! Pl-Please! Oh, my fuc-.” Riley whines into the room as she scrambles to find something to hold onto, to ground herself. “Baby, please! Slo-Slow down…” She pleads with him to take a break. He moves his hand from her hair to her jaw to pull her back to his chest, the position allowing him to really abuse her spot.

“You want me to slow down but she doesn’t want me to…” Jay reaches around her body with his free hand to rub her clit, making her eyes roll into the back of her head. “So, no. I won’t. You can take it, though. Since you act like a fucking brat, you’re gonna take all I give you.” He continues to buck his hips into hers, the vein in his dick twitching and pulsing as he gets closer to the edge.

Riley tilts her head back onto his shoulder, her pussy creaming his dick as she puts her hand back in his hair. She whines her hips, making his eyes roll in the back of his head. “FFFUUUCCCKKK! You must really want me to cum inside you, huh?” He taunted her. He laughs when her walls clenched hard around him at the statement. “Oh, you nasty kitten. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Like the idea of being stuffed full of cum until it drips out of your cunt when you walk through the halls back to your locker room? Being filled to the brim with the Switchblade’s cum, huh?” Jay teased in her ear. Riley earnestly nods her head.

“Uh-huh! I love it!” She quaked as her body shook as she felt another orgasm approaching as she tried to come down from her second one. She claws at his forearm when he fully wraps his arm around her neck. “Do it! Cum in me! Fill me up, Jay, please!” She babbles as she soaks his cock the second time within minutes of her last one.

“Shit! Riley…” Jay continues to thrust his hips harder as he feels his orgasm approaching. “You good fucking brat, fuck!” He groaned as he finally came, pressing his hips firmly to hers as spurt after thick spurt of his nut filled her cunt. Riley whimpers as her pussy continues to milk his dick for every last drop when she goes limp in his lap, all of her energy non-existent. Jay waited until his dick went soft before he lifted her off his lap to place her gently on the couch. He gets up and goes to the bathroom after he soothes her with a kiss to her forehead. He comes back into the room with a washcloth to clean up the mess they made, starting with the cum that managed to spill out from her pussy. Riley whimpers from the sensitivity of the motion. Jay leans forward to kiss her temple.

“I know, baby. I know.” Jay whispered gently as he finished up. “Hey…” He moves to look her in the eyes to check on her. “You right?” Riley gives him a tired giggle at the accent getting deeper at his use of his homeland slang.

“Yeah, I’m-I’m straight.” she breathed. “Though, there’s one problem. I’m ass naked in the wrong locker room with no clothes.”

“You can borrow some of mine. I actually have some to spare…” He offered, giving her a cheeky smirk. She rolls her eyes.

“I bet you would like that.” Riley then gets up and picks up a pair of sweatpants and his King Switch jacket to put on. Jay wolf whistles at the sight.

“You really make my jacket look good. I mean, I always look good in it but you look absolutely ravishing.” He quipped as he wrapped a towel around his waist.

“Well, get a good look ‘cause it’s gon’ be the last time you see it.” She sassed him as she walked to the door.

“But it’s not gonna be the last time I see you naked!” He said to her back as he walked to the bathroom to shower.

“Fuck you, Jay!” She told him off playfully before she left his locker room to go to hers. She walks into her locker room and heads straight for the bathroom.

“Took a wrong turn looking for your locker room?”

“Blood of Jesus!” Riley shouted in alarm underneath her breath when she got startled again. She gets a sense of deja vu as she turns around to the source of her fright, annoyed that she was scared for the second time before her eyebrow rose in confusion.

“Hangman?”

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