#jay white imagine

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

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”.

#jay white fanfiction #jay white imagine #jay white x reader #jay white #switchblade jay white #masochist writes

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

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

Main Masterlist Jay White Masterlist

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]

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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[hookhausenschips]

77 with Bullet Club Gold???

Okay so I am just going to make it where it’s the whole group because 👀 could you imagine??? I might make this as an imagine later on. (this picture just imagine you're in the middle on your knees- okay I'm done)

Prompts: (77) Friends With Benefits

You were the newest addition to the Mogul Embassy but you held a secret.

You were hooking up with all of the members of Bullet Club Gold, yes all of them.

It had begun with lingering stares from the guys whenever you would pass by before you joined the Embassy.

Although you and Colten were no strangers.

No, you two had hooked up several times after a few night outs with the roster.

Sometimes inviting his brother Austin to join in as well.

Those two had mouths like the devil, they could pull orgasm after orgasm with them.

You were waiting by the tunnels for Swerve after his match against Jay in the Continental Classic.

Walking back to the locker room you felt arms wrap around your waist pulling you in the opposite direction. 

There Jay stood, pissed.

Before you could get a word out he smashed his lips to yours.

There in that dark hallway he staked his claim on your body.

“Don’t forget who you belong to honeybee.”

Now Juice was the only one who had yet to have a piece of you, slowly eating away at him hearing the guys talk about their escapades with you.

You were in the middle of getting ready to go out with some of the girls from the roster when a knock at your hotel door interrupted you.

There he stood looking as if he was under your spell.

Contrary to his in ring persona, Juice was a softy.

A switch if you will. 

But that night he took you straight to heaven all night, climax after climax.

He couldn’t get enough of you.

But don’t think just because he was a soft sweetheart that he couldn’t be mean.

Jay and Juice together= your ability to walk is gone.

But when in their subby moods they’re both MAJOR brats, just tie them down and pull two or three orgasms from them to fix that attitude.

Jay was the biggest tease next to Colten.

All four of them together? Either you’re cumming all night or you’re teased until you’re full on sobbing. They’re ruthless.

Jay will boss them around while he sits and watches the others take their time with you.

One night during Dynamite you were feeling bratty after your match, you mouthed off to them.

That night was hell and heaven combined.

They tied you down and edged you for what felt like hours.

Your throat was sore, your body sticky with sweat and their cum.

“Are you sorry yet bunny?” Colten asked as you choked around his cock. 

You nodded to the best of your ability, tears clouding your vision.

“Hear that Jay I think she’s sorry.” Austin mocked as you cried out from another ruined orgasm.

The New Zealander smirked as he arose from his seat across the room.

He looked around at his fellow Bullet Club members, “You guys think she finally deserves to cum?”

Let’s just say after that you could’ve sworn you had met God.

All in all, these boys are very fun to watch in the ring and they’re extremely fun in bed.

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[coleskingdom]

Bang Bang BBQ

Jay White x F Reader

Minors DNI 18+

@midwestmade29 @madhatterbri

“Which one of you is manning the grill today?” Colten asked walking into the backyard with a cooler. Jay was busy spraying his beloved plants, while I was prepping the grill. “ She is” spraying me with the mister. “ I learned a long time ago not to argue with her over the grill, potato salad , iced tea or what goes in chili. She might brand me if I tried to take those tongs away from her.” his attention solely dedicated to the marigolds. “ I like her meat better anyway….” Jays glare on Colten “ I mean her cooking “ I laughed at the scene, Austin in a pool floaty, Juice coming down the slide in to the pool. Colten in trouble as usual,, and Jay relaxed mostly. “ Jay leave him be, bless his heart” as I put the steaks on the grill.

Jay came up behind me “ if I leave him alone, then my attention is going to be solely on you” I jumped when I felt an ice cube, between his lips as he ran it down my neck. “Behave” I whispered, “ No” as he dropped the cube down my back. “ You’re the one who wanted to have a bbq remember” as I turned to face him, “True but you weren’t thrilled with the idea of Toronto and being without me. So this was the compromise a few steaks, a few drinks, some sunshine, the boys it’s going to be fun.” Kissing me, and slapping my ass as he went to jump in the pool.

The afternoon passed easily and I was setting the table for dinner , all the stuff I knew they loved but didn’t treat themselves to. Steak and chicken , potatoes, corn, cole slaw, banana pudding . “Boys dinners ready” the conversation flowed easily as everyone filled their plates. “ Jay says that it was his promo skills that made you fall for him. Is that true?” Colten asked cutting into his steak “ No, that would’ve meant that. I fell for King Switch and not Jay” my hand reaching for Jays. “ Now that is some revisionist history” Juice choked out “Truth is boys , there was no separation between King Switch and Jay. Do you remember the promo you cut on Great O Khan, and her face turned so red, I don’t even think they’d been on a date yet. He was talking about how he was the dominator, and to get on your knees open your mouth . Hell phantasmo didn’t know what to say. Hell she didn’t know where to look.” his laughter cutting off the story. “ Juicey, she can tell her version, and I’ll know what really happened.” His wink made the table laugh squeezing my hand.

Juice could tell by my face that I really wanted the topic dropped “ Boys, I think I’ve got that video bookmarked” his eyebrows wiggling at me, I loved and hated everything that Juice was at times like this. I started to get up from the table to get something from the kitchen, when Jay leaned over to whisper “Stay, he’s just messing with you, besides that promo brings back some memories “his grin mischievous as a wave of heat ran through me. Juice managed to play the promo over the Bluetooth speaker, Colten and Austin couldn’t stop laughing at the King Switches Bitch, meanwhile my mind drifted to a different set of memories. I had never been one for casual hookups but there was something about the aura of King Switch when he came to pick me up for dinner that night we never made it. I had been so forward that night driven by pure lust, I knew even if it was a one night thing I would’ve had no regrets about being King Switch’s Bitch.

About the third time through, Jay looked at me and nodded we both got up from the table. Juice clearly entertaining the boys .

“Jay what are you doing ?” as he pulled me inside the pantry, his mouth on mine kissing me deeply. “ Sweet girl, if they only knew, who the real dominator in this relationship is.” his hands reaching for the strings of the bikini top, untying it as his hands moved , down my body. “ that I may be King Switch but I’ve always been your bitch” as his mouth moved down my breast grazing his teeth along it, he planted hurried kisses, down my stomach,his arm swiping items off the counter as he picked me up and put me there. “Jay someone is gonna hear us” my words coming out shaky, as he undid the swimsuit bottom. “ It wouldn’t be the first time Juice had heard us, I’d dare the other two to even mention it. “ his beard nuzzling the inside of my thigh,his hands parting my legs, “ Sweet girl, I’m on my knees , my eyes open, thanking you” as his mouth found my clit, I moaned my hands in his hair, he continued licking and sucking, my hands pulling him in deeper. “ Jay, please need you” he continued until my legs started to tremble. He inserted two fingers pumping in and out his forearm flexing his mouth sucking a little harder as I came hard, his mouth and fingers fucking me through it. “You’re so fucking beautiful, if we had more time, I’d fuck you properly.” kissing my thigh. He handed me a bottle of water, as he cleaned me with paper towel. He retied my swimsuit, kissed me again as I nuzzled into him. “They’re gonna know” I said into his shoulder his laugh “ Oh sweet girl, there’s no denying it. Absolutely not one bit. “ taking my hand and leading me back outside.

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

● 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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[youngbuckisms]

Dating Jay White; headcanon list

Warnings: a few nsfw mentions (marked with *), but nothing too explicit

Notes: I was thinking about it during collision and realized no one’s ever requested Jay but then I realized it’s probably because I have NJPW on my “do not request” list, but Jay is allowed 100%. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

— Jay will gladly show you off however he can, which usually always involves some sort of PDA, whether it be innocent touches or rough kisses.

— *Jay can get a little too handsy sometimes in front of other people and you have to remind him that others are around or to keep his hands to himself when they begin to wander, especially when his hands start to dip down below your waist and it usually ends with him squeezing your ass or lingering longer than he should.

— He is a big cuddler. Every night you’re with him, he needs you in his arms, no matter what. He doesn’t care how you want to lay or if you want to be on top of him or beside him, as long as he’s holding you.

— He can get possessive and jealous at times, but he is working on it and trying not to be that way anymore. But he does have his moments of grabbing your waist whenever others are around just to show that you’re his and his pouting (well .. practically growling) when you’re around other guys, but he’s trying not to seem like such a jealous boyfriend.

— *Jay can get really rough during sex, so he always draws you a bath with some bubbles and sometimes some rose petals in the water once he wipes up some of the mess with a cloth. He’ll always cuddle you after, get you snacks, blankets, and even some hot chocolate if he’s able.

— He’s incredibly vocal about his feelings, so you never have to worry about if you’re doing something wrong or if he’s mad at you and won’t say anything. The moment you do something he doesn’t like or makes him uncomfortable, he pulls you aside or politely interrupts you to tell you.

— Jay can get upset rather quickly, so if he is upset with you or because of anything else, he’ll briefly tell you why before going to go take a walk. He’ll talk through it with you afterwards, once he’s calmed down, since he doesn’t want to explode in your face no matter the circumstances.

— He hates dates, so technically you two have only had 2 “official” dates which was dinner and then a movie in theaters. But he counts your time at home together as date nights too, even if it’s just eating ice cream and watching a poorly written show.

— Jay calls you a lot of pet names, but ‘darling’ and ‘my sweet’ are probably his favorites since you hear those two more often than your actual name.

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[mystic-story-lover]

~ It Should’ve Been Me ~

Jay White x Unnamed Female!Reader 

Word Count: 1,800 

Warnings: N/A 

Type: Angst & Fluff 

Summary: After losing to MJF at Full Gear, Jay becomes jealous seeing her around him 

A/n: Two for one on a ppv 

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“How is he?” Adam asked, shifting his head at Jay in the catering area. 

“It’s not great, to put it lightly.” She sighed.  

For the past few weeks, Jay had kidnapped the Triple B, and tonight it was on the line against Maxwell. For the most part, it seemed that Jay would be okay with losing, but watching him after the match proved otherwise. Maybe it wasn’t the losing that bothered him as much as it was that he wanted the belt. He proved himself of all the things he wanted in Japan, and now in his first title match he fell short, no matter how hard he tried to beat his opponent. It wasn’t the first time he’d felt disappointed in a loss, but this one was different to him. This time, it wasn’t just about putting on a good show for the fans or proving that he could do something. No, this time it was about her. Her with the smile that lit up any room she entered, the gorgeous eyes that he always seemed to get lost in, the outgoing personality that made him fall for her in the first place. He realized his feelings for her when the first person he wanted to celebrate his Wembley win was with her, but he hadn’t told her that. 

“Want me to talk with him?” She shook her head at Adam’s question. 

Sure, they were good friends, both admitted to that, but right now she wanted to be the one to comfort him. It wasn’t often she saw him like this, bummed about anything, so she wanted to help him, even if he’d be cocky about it. After hearing they were ready for him on the Media Scrum, Adam left, giving her a reassuring smile. Once she knew he was safely out of the room, she began walking towards the table that he’d been sitting at for the past ten minutes.  

“Jay?” Her voice laced with worry, catching his attention quickly. 

“Hey, what’s up?” The emotion of discouraged still lingered on his face, and she felt awful about it. 

“I was wondering if you wanted to talk about your match.” He shook his head.  

There was no eye contact, just the empty awkward silence filling the air. Jay knew he needed to say something, anything, to her. Yet, he couldn’t get a single word out. Unsure if it was fear or if it was simply his nerves, Jay stood, wanting to leave so he could think. Normally, he didn’t mind doing it when she was around, but this time, when it was about her, he wanted to be alone. 

“I’ve got to go.” He left without another word, leaving her confused. 

Not thinking too much of it, she turned and left for the media area. After his questionnaire ended, Max would be leaving from the right side. Since Jay left, she decided to meet the champ when he was done. Scrolling through her Instagram account, she almost missed the sound of his laugh filling the room when he entered.  

“Hey! What are you doing here?” It was clear he was in pain, the sound throughout his tone. 

“I was waiting for you. How’s the leg?” He groaned at her question, giving her the answer, she needed. “Alright, so that’s a not great.” 

He laughed at her joke, causing her to smile. They’d been friends for a few years now, most of the time keeping it off social media. Max was this entitled heel on screen, but the man she knew, he was different. He’d been kind to her when she needed a friend, and that’s how it started for them.  

“So first you’re going to keep that title from me, and now her too huh?” Jay yelled it, and even though it was a question, to her it sounded less like that. In her mind, Jay was angry, but she didn’t understand why. 

“What are you talking about man?” Max called back; his fists clenched. 

“You know what I’m talking about Friedman. Since you’re out here stealing my girl from me too!” His exclamation led to all eyes on her, and she felt tears in her eyes. Without saying anything, she took off for her car, not bothering to grab any of her stuff before leaving. 

For a while, she drove in silence, not really having a destination in mind. What had Jay been talking about when he called her his girl? Even an hour later she still didn’t have the answer to her question, and she knew there was only one place to get it. Once she pulled her car into a gas station, her phone dinged letting her know someone texted her. Grabbing it to see who, she noticed it was from the one man she needed to talk to. He wanted to talk, if she was willing, and he also had let her know that he brought her stuff back to the hotel room for her. In her zone of driving, she’d forgotten all about her things, including her camera with all the photos she’d taken during the show. In the morning she would message Tony about bringing them for him to see, since she left before he’d finished with the scrum. Thinking of a plan, and falling short, she’d decided to return to the hotel. 

“Jay, are you still awake?” He flipped the switch on his beside lamp, signaling to her that he was.

“I waited for an hour at the arena for you.” His words were gentle. They’d always been with her, tonight being the exception. “Then I waited two more hours here for you to come back. When it hit the two-hour mark, I thought you decided to crash with Max.”

“I’m right here.” She whispered softly, and he nodded his head. A sniffle could be heard from where she sat on her bed. “We need to talk about what happened.”

Jay rolled so he could face her, his bare chest exposed from the lack of blanket. It wasn’t that she hadn’t seen him shirtless any other time they shared a room, but after what he said tonight, it felt different. 

“I’m sorry, especially about the yelling--” His words trailed off as he focused on pulling himself into a sitting position. “I know that you’re probably confused.” 

She nodded, not saying anything else in case he wanted to keep explaining. 

“I’ve lost belts, and I’ve lost title matches, but tonight was different than those times. Before, I was trying to prove to the audience that I was the best in the world. Tonight, it wasn’t about proving myself to them, at least not in my eyes.” Another sniffle came, and Jay turned his head to look at her again. She noticed the red puffy eyes, informing her that he’d been crying recently.  

“When you step into a ring, people know who you are, there isn’t anything that needs proven.” A small smile appeared on her face, an effort to comfort him. 

At this, he chuckled, knowing that while it may seem that way, it wasn’t how he saw it. “There was, and I failed to do it. It got to me, and I let it trample over my emotions.” 

“If it wasn’t the crowd, then who did you want to prove it to?” He smiled at her, and he went to speak before her phone rang out. Checking it, she frowned, knowing it wouldn’t help the situation any. “It’s Max, but I don’t have to answer it.” He shook his head and leaned to turn off his lamp. 

When her phone fell silent, his motions stopped. They sat in silence for a moment, neither sure what to say to the other. It was he who’d been the first to break it. 

“I wanted to prove it to you.” Jay released a breath after his admission, giving her time to process what he’d said. 

“Why me?” Now was the hard part of the conversation, at least how she saw it. He’d say something about needing everyone to say he was the best, as an ego boost, but it wouldn’t be what she’d want. 

“The way I feel about you.” He sucked in a breath before continuing. “When I won at Wembley, you were the first person I ran to backstage. I wanted you to celebrate and be happy with me. At All Out when BCG won, you were there waiting for me. I’d been so frustrated with how my hair was sticking to me, and you took the time to brush it out of my face. Each time something happens, I want to share it with you.” 

“Jay, I didn’t know you felt this way.” She whispered. 

“I didn’t expect you to, if I’m being honest. Seeing you with him tonight, it caused me to get jealous, and I just snapped.” Her laugh at his words caught him by surprise, but he smiled. 

“Well, I’m impressed with you in the ring.” He laughed at that. “I’m also impressed with who you are outside the ring. The kind of guy who’ll wait a total of three hours for you, the guy who’ll share his emotions with you, even if he doesn’t like them. That’s the version of you that I want to celebrate wins with, brush hair from your face, and share memories with.” 

“As friends?” His question was expected, since she hadn’t flat out admitted things the way he had. 

“I was thinking as your girl, since Max can’t take me away from the guy I like.” Without even finishing her sentence, Jay had the blanket off and was standing in front of her. When she did finish, he leaned down and kissed her, both hands coming to cup her face.  

The kiss was filled with passion, one that she’d feel on her lip's hours later. When he pulled away, his hands stayed, holding her like she was the most perfect thing to him. 

“I hope that was okay.” He whispered, lips barely above hers. 

“It was perfect.” She smiled at him, and he kissed her again. “Come on, let’s lay in bed.” 

“You don’t want to shower first?” He asked, but she shook her head. 

“Well, I’d like to lay in bed with my man, but I seem to be missing that title for someone.” A giggle left her lips as Jay kissed her for a third time. 

“You got me there. How about I ask you with more of these kisses I’ve been giving for free.” He teased. 

She nodded; a playful grin lay on her face as they crawled into bed. Jay rolled slightly, turning off the lamp, and kept his end of the bargain, filling her night with kisses as his girl.  

#~ my story :) ~ #aew imagine #aew fluff #jay white fluff #jay white imagine

[iiconicxpersona]

Come With Me

One shot Jay White x fem!Reader

Warnings: none

"Loser leaves New Japan Pro Wrestling."

Words she never thought she'd hear come out of Jay's mouth. Her heart instantly slid rapidly down into the pit of her stomach as she looked at the New Zealander in utter shock as he and Eddie Kingston went back and forth over the phone.

As Jay fired back at Eddie with such confidence in his voice, he looked from behind his sunglasses towards ___ and couldn't ignore the obvious worried expression on her face. Why wouldn't she be worried? This stipulation didn't pan out well in his match with Hikuleo, so why would it work now? But he refused to let her or anyone else see that.

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The match itself was torture to watch. Both Jay and Eddie took an absolute beating and as Jay's right hand woman ___ had no other choice but to stand ringside and watch from start to finish.

___'s loyalty to Bullet Club has stood long before Jay White became the leader. Matter of fact, she was brought into the club at nineteen years old when Prince Devitt formed Bullet Club and needed a right hand woman at his side. Leaders since Devitt came and went, but she stayed loyal to each one until it was time for them to leave the club and she would move on to the next leader.

Jay, however, was different from the rest. Not only were they the same in age, but they realized they had more in common than they thought. After their first official date, they fell in love hard with each other.

But now comes the difficult decision: to stay loyal to the club she helped build from the ground up, or stay loyal to the man she loves? Jay knew ___ had been struggling with this decision since he lost against Hikuleo, but surely she wouldn't need much convincing to go with him, right?

After his final press conference for NJPW Strong, the couple walked hand in hand back to his locker room in silence. He immediately headed for the shower while she began packing their luggage.

Slowly packing one piece of his wrestling garments at a time, she reminisced on their times together in New Japan. It also made her look further back into their careers when they weren't in Bullet Club together. They really came a long way.

___ was so lost in the memories that she didn't hear the shower turn off. Matter of fact she was oblivious to Jay's presence until she felt his arms snake around her waist from behind her. His beard tickling her skin as he lightly trailed kisses from her neck to her shoulder, causing her to smile and lean back further into his body. His intoxicating aroma of musk and mint from his shampoo made her weak at the knees.

"You should come with me. We can travel the world together, go wherever we want." He finally spoke.

"I'm scared, Jay. New Japan and Bullet Club have been my home since the start of my career. What if there's still unfinished business for me here?"

"My love, you've done everything there is left to do in both New Japan and Bullet Club. I know you're scared because I am too, but I'm also ready to move on with my career and I want you to grow with me. We've taken care of each other here for long enough. Let's take care of each other out there now."

As scared as she was at the thought of leaving, ___ knew Jay was right. It was time to leave and trust that Bullet Club in New Japan will continue to thrive no matter where they land next. If all the members and leaders of the past could do it, then why couldn't they?

She turned to face him and linked her arms around his neck as they stared into each others eyes, his arms never leaving her waist.

"I'm with you Jay, no matter what. I'm ready to take this journey with you."

The biggest smiles appeared on their faces as they embraced each other tighter.

"No matter what happens I'll take good care of you, I promise." he whispered.

She nods. "I know. I love you so much Jay."

"I love you too."

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[writtingrose]

In Charge

SUMMARY; Soft, needy Jay based off the Gif loosely

WARNINGS; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Smut, Mommy kink, lactation kink (Kind of?)

REQUESTED BY; none

BETA’D BY; @abadamn and @sophiewolfheart-blog​

CO-WRITTEN BY; none

WORD COUNT; 1,359

His shoulders slumped as the strap of his IWGP title drug along the carpet in the hotel hall. He’d been quiet since his interview before they left the venue. Just ahead of him, Y/N slid the door to their suite open and waited for him to step inside before following and shutting the door. 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

His usually mischievous eyes met hers as he stepped towards the couch and  shrugged haphazardly. She offered him a small smile as she sat the keycard and her phone on the shelf. 

It wasn’t often Jay withdrew into himself. Matter of fact, in the four years they’d been together she’d seen it once. Usually he was the cocky, dominant, arrogant switchblade everyone knew and loved. She was the only one allowed to see this side. To see him vulnerable. 

A clattering drew her attention to the couch and Jay’s frustrated intake of breath. He had tried to set the title on the couch but it slid off and now rested at his feet. She could feel the explosion coming, could see the tension and frustationing in the way he stood. 

“Fuck the title, Jay”

She stepped towards him and reached out to slide her hands under the hem of his white t-shirt. Just as they began to slide up his stomach, Jay moved and buried his head in her chest. His arms wound around her to pull her tight against him as he drew in a breath. She stumbled slightly but steadied herself as her hands slid around to drag over his back.

Jay moaned softly against her, the first sound he’d made in hours and she took it as a sign to do it again. She slid her hands down his back, tracing each muscle as she pressed a kiss to the top of his head. His hands moved, too, sliding around to cup her breasts as he gently pushed her back towards the bed. 

“Oh no,” she giggled and pushed him back gently. “Clothes off, first baby.” 

He whined gently, the sound barely reaching her ears, but complied as she pushed the soft material up and over his head. As it hit the floor, her fingers moved to hook in the waistband of his joggers and boxers, slowly pushing them down as she sank to her knees. She tapped the back of each thigh, pulling both items free as he lifted his feet. Once his socks had been sat aside to join his clothes, she stood, hands trailing up his calves, then his thighs, his stomach, and last his chest before resting over his pecks. She leaned forwards to kiss him gently, lips ghosting over his as she turned them.

“On the bed, baby. Get comfy while I undress.”

“Yes, mommy.”

The words fell effortlessly from his lips as he crawled onto the bed, not even thinking. Y/N, to her own surprise, never missed a beat as she slid the clothes from her body. 

.Once naked she joined him on the bed. Starting at the foot, she crawled over him. Her breasts ghosted over his skin before coming to rest on either side of his cock as she gently kissed the tip. The smallest gasp slipped past his lips as his dark hazel eyes met hers. She smiled at him, breasts gently sliding over his stomach and chest until they hung over his face.

“Go ahead, baby.” She licked her lips, one hand running through his hair as her folds slid along his cock, tip resting against her entrance. “You can suck them.”

Jay’s hands flew to her breasts, kneading the soft flesh in his fingers as his lips wrapped around her nipple. At the same time, Y/N rolled her hips, sliding onto his cock as a breathless moan fell from her lips. 

“Good boy.” Soft eyes stared down into his as she rolled her hips, sliding along his cock as she ran a hand through his hair and tugged gently. Jay groaned against her causing her nipple to vibrate as his hips bucked to meet hers. 

He switched breasts, one hand coming to pinch the one he’d just released as his other hand slid down her side. She moaned her praise, nails gently scratching his scalp as she rocked her hips against him, sound starting to bounce off the walls around them.

“Feel so good, Jay.” She shuttered, walls pulsing around his thick length. “Always fuck me so good, baby.”

She adjusted her weight against him, pulling her knees under her to ride him better. She slid almost completely off his cock before bringing her hips back to meet his. Jay growled under her, the sound soft and unsure in his throat as his hips bucked. His hands wrapped around her, digging into her shoulder blades and pressing her chest harder against his face. Teeth and tongue teased over each nipple as his cock swelled inside her.

“Tell me again, please.” He groaned into her chest, hands sliding down her back to try and cup her ass. 

She slid her hands under his arms, pinning them above his head as she circled her hips. 

“Mommies in charge, baby.” She moved far enough to kiss him, tongue pushing past his lips to stroke against his. “Wanna make my baby boy feel as good as he makes me feel.”

Jay groaned, helpless under her as he looked into her eyes and nodded. “You do, baby. Your so fucking good to me.”

“Have to make sure my King knows how much I appreciate him.” She nudges his head to the side, running her tongue along the shell of his ear as her cunt squeezed his cock. “Make sure my baby knows how much I love him.”

Jay cried out gently, hips jerking off the bed to rock his cock into her as it jerked against her tight walls. 

The force of him thrusting himself up into her caused their chests to clash together, her tits squishing against him as she nipped the soft flesh of his skin. Jay took the opportunity to change things, maneuvering his hands to intertwine their fingers. He pulled his feet up slightly for better leverage, lifting his hips to meet hers with each bounce of her ass.

“That’s it.” He squeezes her hands, hazel eyes darkening as he licks his lips. “Tell me.. Fuck, control me, baby.”

Y/N moans into his neck, teeth sinking into the skin to leave an impression behind as she bounced against him. The sound of their skin filled the room as she moved to kiss him again. This time their tongue met, Jay taking dominance for a split second before relinquishing it to her.

“Take me,” He muttered against her lips, chest heaving as his eyes searched hers. “Use me, please. Make yourself cum on my dick.”

Y/N cried out softly as she fluttered around his length, hips rocking against his so her clit drug against his pelvis. Gazes connected as her nails dug into the back of his hands, squeezing as her tits rocked against his chest with every bounce. 

“Gonna make me cum, baby.” Her forehead pressed against his, their breath mingling as they moaned into each other's mouths, kissing sloppily.

 “Know you wanna cum too, Jay. Wanna fill mommy up like a good boy.” She nipped his lip before sucking the bruised skip, pulling it between her lips. “Do it. Fucking fill me up.”

Y/N crashed her lips to his as their hips slammed together, orgasms curling each of their toes. Their mixed cum oozed over his balls to drip onto the bed as she crashed on top of him.

Jay moved his hands to rub down her back, hips still rocking gently up into her. Neither of them said anything as they laid there, soaking in the afterglow. Y/N moved just enough to lay on his chest, the thumping of her heart matching that of his. She wanted to ask what had been bothering him but thought best of it. He would tell her when he was ready. For now, though, she would enjoy the softer side.

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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

The Beginning Of The End - Chapter 5

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, mentions of smut, adult language. 

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Chapter 4

Riley was still mesmerized, of course, he knew you had a strong personality and was incredibly outspoken. When you met that was the very first thing that caught his attention: your fierceness. Riley never failed to notice how those traits sometimes seemed to disconcert Jay to the point of anger. As a matter of fact, Riley was aware that Jay never knew how to handle you ever since the beginning of your relationship.

“She doesn’t listen, she does whatever she wants, she doesn’t understand nor obey me. She never does anything I want, she’s not-“

“She’s not like every desperate ring rat waiting for you at the arena parking lot who’s willing to lay on the concrete floor and let you walk over them just for your sheer amusement?” Riley chuckled and tossed his towel on the locker room bench before looking at Jay “Man, are you listening to yourself? She doesn’t ‘obey’ you? She’s not your daughter, Jay. She doesn’t have to do shit!” He huffed loudly “She’s a fascinating woman with a strong personality, not a teenager. So unless you want her to get tired of your immature behavior and eventually dump you, I suggest you stop treating her like she’s below you”. 

And now, sitting at the foot of the bed of your hotel room, Riley couldn’t take his eyes off of you. 

You paced around the room, murmuring a random jazz song as you chose an outfit for your breakfast date. After Riley watched the entirety of the discussion between his bunny, Jay, and Lisa, he did the only thing he could think of doing ever since he watched you fiercely defend your relationship: have an hour worthy of passionate sex. 

It probably wasn’t appropriate, but this whole situation was starting to get too strange to be considered normal, so what was one more freaky thing amid this chaos?

“This outfit looks weird, doesn’t it? It’s alright, you can say it” You asked when your eyes caught Riley intently staring at you. 

He shook his head lightly and smirked “No, you look beautiful, breathtaking” Standing up from the bed, Riley closed the distance between you and cupped your cheeks with his hands, “You’re perfect, do you know that? Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky” His blue eyes’ scanned across your face, savoring the warm smile you offered him. 

“We both know you’re the perfect one” Standing on your tippy toes you pressed a soft peck on his lips and stated with a teasing smirk “Besides that’s the postcoital haze speaking”. 

Riley couldn’t hold back his chuckle when he replied “Trust me, bunny. Even though the sex is out of this world and you’ve ruined me for any other woman, what’s speaking right now is not the hormones but a four-letter word”

“Cake?” You teased again, giggling when Riley tickled your sides. 

“Smart ass. Fucking rude of you to ruin my wholesome moment” He playfully pouted 

“Awww, my poor baby. Will you feel better if I say that although I do love cake, I love you way more?”

“You love me more than you love cake? Damn, bunny, I’m flattered! I think I’m gonna cry”

Your laugh became louder when Riley tightened his grasp enough to crush you. “I love you, Ry”

“I love you more, bunny. More than you’ll ever know”

Jay’s patience was wearing thin, he didn’t want Lisa here, he never asked her to come nor had he allowed her to come. Seeing Lisa face to face solidified the hatred Jay already felt for the young woman, and such a feeling only seemed to grow inside him ever since you came to Japan. Being forced to face you every day and stare at the woman he’d lost only made Jay’s conscience weigh on the fact that not only he would probably never have you back, but he was also stuck with a woman he despised.

“Go get my son, please. I want to see him” Jay muttered, focusing on the task of setting up his toiletries on top of the bathroom sink. He needed to keep his focus on anything but Lisa’s face or else he would do something that would end his career and freedom.

“Not before you tell me what the fuck was she doing in here with you” Her tone did not leave room for doubt, she was incredibly pissed. Lisa was fuming with rage from the minute she saw you standing inside Jay’s hotel room.

“I’m not gonna ask you nicely again, Lisa. Just go get Charlie”. Jay was trying, he really was. To have Lisa in the same room as him and not punch her in the face took a whole lot of him and he knew that. Jay always despised men who hit women, to him they were nothing but cowards who were too scared to face someone their own size, but here’s the difference: Lisa isn’t a woman, she is a rat. A plague sent his way to end both his life and the patience he naturally lacked. 

“No” Lisa spits back, a mocking smile dancing across her lips. The jealousy she felt upon seeing the love and devotion written in Jay’s features as he stared down at you was too much for her to handle.

With an annoyed sigh, Jay reached for his phone in his back pocket and quickly tapped the number under the letter “K” in his contacts. “Hi, Keiko. Could you bring Charlie to my room, please? Yeah, same room as last week. Okay, thank you”. Without looking at Lisa, Jay stepped out of the bathroom and took two steps forward to the bedroom area.

Lisa felt her body shaking with rage, her chest was burning, a vein popped on her neck and a redness began to settle on her nape. “You can look at her as much as you want, Jay. But you’ll never have her back, I won’t let you choose her!” She called from behind him, following him into the room. She heard him chuckling from the bed where he was currently setting aside his dirty laundry.

“You won’t let me choose her? Aww, how cute” Jay mocked with a loud laugh before his cold, gray gaze settled in her face “Is it too late to let you know that I already chose her? I’ll always choose her!” Jay raised his hand up when Lisa started to protest “I know what you’re about to say, Lisa. And trust me, I know she won’t choose me again, definitely not after the biggest fuck up I’ve ever made in my entire life” His gaze intensified, silently making it clear that the last phrase was meant for her. “But I don’t care”, Jay continued, “She’s the only woman I’ll ever love. The only woman who owns my heart, my soul. I’ll always choose my honeybee over anyone! She’ll be my number-one choice until the day I die! And I suggest you start getting used to that” He finished with a bitter spat as someone knocked on the door, “Now, be useful for once and go open the door so I can be with the only joy you’ve ever managed to give me”.

After breakfast, Riley took you to one of the places you were excited to meet the most: Koishikawa Korakuen. The park was even more beautiful than you’d expected, its beauty completely breathtaking, like a livid painting before your eyes. Not even the best-resolution pictures online made justice to the astounding view. 

“Oh my god, Ry. This is beautiful!” You giggled, fascinated by your surroundings. 

“It truly is”, Riley agreed, as you turned around to find him intently staring at you. 

Shaking your head lightly, you felt like a teenager being complimented by her high school crush “Stop”. 

Riley smirked, pulling you closer to his body in a tight hug. He whispered softly against your lips “Never”, before delicately kissing the soft flesh. 

“I love you so much” was his next whisper once he broke the kiss. 

“I love you too, blue eyes” You smiled, giving one last peck on his lips before pulling him down to sit on the grass beside you. 

“Are you ok? You seem a little withdrawn and pensive this morning” You played with the longer strands of hair at Riley’s nape, “Did something happen?”

Huffing a laugh Riley focused on the lake before them, “How can I never hide anything from you?”, he felt the muscles on his neck tightening as the memories flooded his mind. 

“The argument between you, Jay, and Lisa earlier…I can’t get it out of my head” he began “I was coming back from the gym since I was feeling a bit weird, so I decided to go back to our room and when the elevator doors opened, I heard your voice and I just ran towards it…I thought” Riley looked up at the blue sky, mentally counting the clouds before continuing, “I don’t know what I thought, to be honest. I just heard your voice and then Lisa screaming so I guess I thought something bad was happening…I don’t fucking know what was I thinking, I just ran” Riley shook his head to try to get rid of the tightness on his neck.

Kneeling on the grass, you slowly placed yourself behind him. Positioning your right hand on Riley’s nape, you began to massage his neck as a way to help his pain. 

“That must’ve been scary for you” You kissed his cheek “I’m sorry, baby”. 

Riley laughed bitterly “I was shitting my pants”, he leaned his head back to rest it against your shoulder. “When I heard that fucking psycho bitch yelling like a lunatic I was scared that she may have done something to hurt you, I don’t know”. Riley grabbed your hand that was previously on his neck so he could intertwine your fingers. He pulled your hand down until your arm was stretched out on top of his torso, “When it comes to Jay she’s fucking clueless. She doesn’t care about who she hurts or what she has to do to keep him so I ran there because I didn’t want her to hurt you because of him”. Turning his face to the right, Riley placed a soft peck on the side of your neck. 

“My knight in shiny ring gear” You teased, making Riley chuckle while you placed your other arm on top of his torso. As you hugged him from behind, you whispered “Thank you for coming to my rescue and I’m sorry you got scared”. 

“It’s alright, bunny. I’m glad you’re ok” Riley poked your knees until you laughed. Finally sitting on the floor behind him and resting your back against a tree trunk, you pulled him back toward your body.

A few minutes of comfortable silence passed by until Riley spoke again, “Bunny, can I ask you a favor?”

“Of course, Ry”

“Can you stay away from Jay while you’re here? I don’t want Lisa to see you around him and do something stupid”

“Well, I can’t avoid randomly meeting him, Ry. Not when we are currently in the same place” You covered Riley’s lips with your hand as he began to protest, “But, I’ll do my best to not be around him, although it may not always work, I promise I’ll try to stay away from him”. 

Riley pecked the palm of your hand that still covered his lips before pulling your hand away from his mouth, “Thank you, bunny”. He lifted his head up for a kiss that you gladly gave him until a voice pulled you out of your cotton candy love haze. 

“Oh look who we have here, Charlie! The couple of the year!” Lisa chuckled, sarcasm dripping from her words as Jay approached her with a frown.

“You wouldn’t mind if we had a picnic beside you, right?” Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she didn't wait for a response to settle her things down on the grass beside you and Riley. 

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

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 

69

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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[adriswrld]

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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[coleskingdom]

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.

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[thekentuckyhimbo]

Tender

Pairing: Jay White/Reader

Warnings/Tags: explicit sex, swearing, angst, praise kink

Words: 4.4k

Complete: Yes

Summary: Sequel to Gentle. Can be read standalone.

"You got to know him better as the months went on. You got to know how he looked after a win; face blossoming like a flower. How he looked after a loss; bushy brows knitted together, his cold eyes transfixed on the ceiling in a deep scowl. The latter happened rarely, so what you saw most nights was that stomach-flipping combination of cocky smirk and twinkling eyes. You wondered how he could do it sometimes; show such a wide range of emotions on a single face. How in one moment he could look simultaneously devilish and angelic."

Author Notes: This was written because @elitehoe said Jay had a praise kink. Secondarily it was written to spite @unlikelywrestlingfan

Tender

You got to know him better as the months went on. You got to know how he looked after a win; face blossoming like a flower. How he looked after a loss; bushy brows knitted together, his cold eyes transfixed on the ceiling in a deep scowl. The latter happened rarely, so what you saw most nights was that stomach-flipping combination of cocky smirk and twinkling eyes. You wondered how he could do it sometimes; show such a wide range of emotions on a single face. How in one moment he could look simultaneously devilish and angelic.

He hadn’t come home in his ring gear again (yet) but you thought about him in it often. Tied up on his hotel room bed everywhere from Philly to Long Island to Osaka. You laid there in your restraints and thought of the way his tights hung around his hips, how his hair grew messier with each passing movement. How he looked like a god between those ropes.

When you weren’t with him, you were watching him. Catching up on all the matches you didn’t get to see live because you were locked away like his little treasure. You probably ought to take offence, that you’d never met his friends or been invited to attend a show despite your years together. But some primal part of you ached with the knowledge that he was possessive of you; that he didn’t want to share you.

Tonight you weren’t tied up physically, but spiritually he had a hold on you; a bond that couldn’t be broken. A silent promise made when he’d said ‘I’ll see you tonight’, and sealed with a chaste kiss to your forehead before he left for the arena.

You spread out on the bed thinking of him, fingers grazing your chest as you lifted the silver switchblade necklace he’d gifted you a month ago. You lifted it to your mouth and worried your lip with it, thinking of how gentle he’d been with you lately.

Something in Jay had changed since that night. A certain tension had left his body and his shoulders hung lower around you now. He fell asleep faster, and lately he’d been more comfortable with you touching him. A squeeze of the hand in public here, a kiss to the cheek around the house there. In a way it felt like you were finally dating for the first time.

But it was Jay’s smile, in those rare moments where he truly let his guard drop, that was like a revelation. His murky eyes turned clear and kind, his smile practically ripped open his face and his teeth glowed in the dark. Always in the dark, usually if you were on top and you said something particularly sweet or stupid. Once you’d said ‘I guess this is why they call you King Switch’ and another time you told him he looked beautiful underneath you.

You knew he would be home soon, and that you should be ready for him when he was, but it was a cold evening and your flannelette pyjamas were warm. And so was the jumper of Jay’s that you were wearing. Not the kind you’d think - a hoodie or a zip-up tracksuit top - it was a charcoal grey knit sweater that he hardly ever wore anymore unless he thought no one else was around. You liked it the most because it had holes at the ends of the sleeves for his thumbs, and the thought of him still doing something so reminiscent of youth seemed so innocent to you.

When he finally came home you were sitting in the middle of the bed, legs pulled up to your chest, worrying at the frayed edge of the jumper. You had something on the TV but you’d kept it muted, because that first note of his musical accent felt like the first moment of a hot shower on a cold winter’s night.

But tonight Jay didn’t say anything to permeate the silence. Immediately, you were worried. Catching up on the history of his career in wrestling meant that you had some context for things that you’d never had before. Like the way that there were certain shows that stressed him out, while others he was excited for. You knew that he’d had an Impact taping tonight, and for Jay those were usually the fun ones. You’d learnt why when you’d learned about his history with the Motor City Machine Guns. You knew Jay was supposed to wrestle them tonight, with Chris Bey in his corner. It should have been the most fun he’d had in a ring in weeks.

But instead of your lover’s musical voice, the first sound to break the silence of the hotel room was the clamour of Jay’s phone hitting the bedside table. You looked up at him, startled, but he didn’t meet your eye. Instead, he dropped his bag in the corner of the room and disappeared into the bathroom.

You felt like you’d been hit with one of Jay’s signature knife-edge chops, from the way his sullen mood sucked the air from your lungs. You turned the television off instinctively, needing less distraction to think. Jay wasn’t one for TV anyway, unless there was basketball on. But somehow you didn’t think that would be enough to lighten his mood tonight.

Thoughts of how best to handle Jay like this swam in your head. Part of you wanted to strip off and entice him to unwind with sex, wait for him on the bed while he showered and hope meeting his primal needs would calm the beast. But, truth be told, you were getting sick of doing that. If nothing else, the night he’d lost that match and told you about it - the first night he’d let you in - had shown you that a lighter touch brought him just as much pleasure as the heavy-handedness of your lovemaking.

You heard the water come on in the shower and you made a decision, following him into the bathroom. You were going to get into the shower with him, talk to him while you absent-mindedly washed his body, and then dry him off and get him to bed. Whatever it was, he would feel better if he got it out and then let the water wash it away.

The only problem was, the moment you stepped into the room and actually saw him again, you lost your nerve. Instead of stripping off and charging into the shower alongside him, you found yourself bending down in your jammies to pick up his discarded clothes off the floor and place them on the counter. You knew you should take them out and put them back in his luggage, but as much as you couldn’t bring yourself to confront him, you also couldn’t bring yourself to leave the room now that you were here.

So instead you perched yourself on the edge of the bathroom counter and eyed him carefully through the frosted shower door. His silhouette seemed to be standing completely still under the spray as the room slowly filled up with steam, only thickening the already stifling air between you.

You weren’t sure if he knew you were there, but you dared not move and draw attention to yourself. Instead, you clutched his clothes to your chest like a lifeline and just watched. And watched. Hoping that he would move for the soap, dip his head to wet his hair; do anything to signal to you that he was okay.

After a few torturous minutes, Jay finally did something. His silhouette moved against the shower wall and sunk down into a heap on the floor, taking your heart with it. The image of Jay sat on the shower floor was a horrifying one, finally enough to spur you into action.

You drop Jay’s clothing onto the bathroom counter and then quickly stripped out of your pyjamas, wrenching the shower door open and climbing in with him before you really had a chance to think it through.

The image of the real Jay, sopping wet like a drowned rat, eyes shut and jaw clenched, was far worse than the Jay you had imagined. You’d seen a lot of emotions pass across Jay’s face, especially lately, but none of them prepared you for the raw disappointment that twisted his features now. He looked so… defeated.

He ran a hand over his face, and without opening his eyes, he asked, “What are you doing in here?”

You should have answered, probably, but instead you sank to the shower floor opposite him, like a mirror. It was cold because he had most of the spray, but in that moment you didn’t care.

You thought back to a time last week, where you’d been out at dinner together. Jay was never one for public displays of affection, but he had bumped his foot against yours enough times for you to catch his eye and realise that it wasn’t by accident.

Now, you tentatively reach out your leg and brush your toes against his calf. He doesn’t look at you, but he lowers his hands away from his face.

Progress, you think, stretching out your leg until it's flush with his. One of Jay's hands finds its way to your leg, running along your calf until it finds your knee, where it settles with a firm squeeze.

You watch the rise and fall of Jay's chest, looking for a sign of what to do next. But he is stubborn as ever, giving nothing away. You've learned now from all the matches you've been watching, that his steely resolve comes from being under the watchful gaze of cameras at all times. Having to be perfection in the ring, striving to never miss a trick.

Huddled on the floor of the shower right now, he looks anything but perfect. But that only makes your affection for him grow. The leg hair he let grow out once he transitioned to long pants in the ring, his hair sticky against his face, fake tan streaking under the water.

Every minute that he doesn't push you away makes you bolder, and you soon find yourself crawling between his legs to press a gentle kiss to his lips. The spray hits your back now and you feel blissfully warm in his arms, sinking into him as he tentatively returns your embrace. You kiss his neck sweetly and feel him relax against you, though only a little.

Neither of you are comfortable, but there's no place you would rather be. You know that soon you will have to get up and drag him with you, help him get cleaned up and then coax him into bed so that he doesn't spend the night staring bitterly at a wall. But for a moment, it's just the two of you.

After a while you reluctantly stand up. His eyes are open now, and his gaze follows you upward. There is something still smouldering behind his eyes, but you can see he's reigning it in for you. You reach out your hands and he takes them. He lifts himself up mostly with his own power, but you appreciate the symbolism of him holding your hands nevertheless.

Once you're both standing you wrap your arms around his waist and tilt your head up to press a kiss to his jaw. But you keep it chaste, because you know it's time for business now.

You reach past him for the bar of soap and slowly begin lathering Jay's body up. He watches you at first, rubbing down his arms and over his chest. When you reach his stomach, his eyes flutter shut and so you bend down to do his legs, paying careful attention to his thighs.

He's half-hard and your face is level with his growing erection, but you ignore it for now. You push yourself back up to your feet and push his hip, indicating for him to turn around. He does easily and the spray rinses his front, while you lather up his back.

When you get to his lower back he makes a small noise, so you work it for a while. You can feel it's tense, but you're not a masseuse and you'd hate to do something to hurt him, so you try to just soothe the sore spots with your palm. You're not sure if it makes a difference, but he leans into your hand, so maybe it's the thought that counts.

He turns back towards you again and this time he swoops down and plants a long, slow kiss on your lips.

When he pulls back, he presses his forehead against yours and looks at you with a ferocity you've never seen before. It's like the allure of a flame, drawing you to it but simultaneously scaring you away.

"I'll get your towel," you say stupidly, feeling drunk on his touch.

You step out of the shower and the cool night air sobers you. You wrap a fluffy white hotel towel around yourself and then get one ready for him.

You hear him turn off the water after a moment, and then he steps out silently and takes the towel from you.

He towels his hair first, tussling it into a frankly adorable mess that contrasts with his chiselled figure. You can't help but smile a little bit watching him, as you dry off your own body.

Jay catches your smile reflected in the bathroom mirror and he smiles briefly back, catching your eye through the mirror.

You get lost in his back muscles for a while as he dries off with his back to you, though you know he's still watching you through the mirror. When you finish drying yourself he's picking up his toothbrush, standing over the sink.

You quickly redress in your pyjamas and disappear into the room to find him a pair of sweatpants. You worry that he'll take this as a sign you don't want to make love, but it's so damn cold and it's bad enough he won't wear a shirt around the house.

When you re-enter the bathroom, Jay is finished brushing his teeth and takes the sweatpants from you without a teasing comment about how neither of you should be wearing clothes.

You leave him in the bathroom to finish his night time routine, returning to your side of the bed. You sit cross-legged waiting for him, scrolling aimlessly through your phone. You're trying to read a tweet, but your brain isn't taking in any of the words.

Jay comes into the room then, and you expect him to join you on his side of the bed. He always sleeps on the left side, you on the right. But tonight he rounds the right side of the bed and sits on the edge beside you. He leans across you, one hand on the middle of the bed. He looks at you for a long time, then past you at the wall.

Jay seems pensive, like he's trying to find the right way to talk to you. For a moment you think he must be about to end things, or pull you into line for the way that you've been with him lately: too gentle, too close, too intimate.

"The ref botched our match tonight," Jay says plainly after a while.

You blink at him, shocked into silence because he's never talked shop with you like this before.

"Sorry," Jay says, which shocks you even more, "those words probably make no sense."

"No," you reply hurriedly, his sad eyes drawing your secret new wrestling hobby from you, "You were meant to wrestle the Guns tonight, right?"

Jay's eyebrows nearly shoot up into his hairline in surprise.

"With Chris Bey, right?" you add.

He nods slowly, his eyes searching your face for where this knowledge has suddenly come from. He doesn't speak, so you continue.

"Were you guys meant to go over?"

His shock only grows with the use of the term "go over". You know that he knows you've been doing your homework. He nods his head.

"So what happened?"

Jay sighs, rubbing his face. "The ref counted three and called for the bell when he wasn't supposed to."

"Oof," you say unthinkingly. It's your genuine reaction, and one of the first times you've ever spoken to him without thinking about your words first, "I bet he copped it for that," you chuckle, thinking of Jay's intensity in the ring.

Jay smiles, another surprise. "He did," Jay admits sheepishly.

You laugh then, leaning forward playfully to kiss Jay. Jay lets you for a moment, then pulls back with an eyebrow raised.

"When did you start watching wrestling?" he asks.

There is mirth in his eyes, which calms your concerns that he would be upset you were watching him without his permission. Still, you feel your face flush with his eyes on you.

"When you started telling me about it," you reply bravely, meeting his eyes.

Jay's brow raises even further, if that's possible. "Do you just watch my matches?"

You blush even deeper. "At first…" you trail off.

Jay's incredulity grows. "And now…?"

Your face feels so red now that you think you must look crazy. You don't want to admit to your little wrestling crush, but you know better than to lie to Jay.

"I really like Orange Cassidy, okay?" you sigh, ducking your head in embarrassment.

You can't bear to look at him, but after a moment you hear him chuckle low and long from his chest. It's such a warm, rare sound.

His hand comes under your chin and he tilts your head up until there's nowhere for you to look but him.

"You started watching just for me?" he asks, voice musical and sweeter than you've heard it with your clothes on.

"Yes," you admit sheepishly.

He surprises you again, this time with a kiss. This one isn't just a kiss, though. It deepens and he tangles his fingers in the back of your hair, leaning over you until you're flat on your back.

When Jay pulls back he has a smirk on his face. "Were you wearing my jacket all night?" he teases.

You nod, breathless and light-headed from the kiss.

Jay just grins and kisses you again, this time climbing on top of you in the same effortlessly fluid way he climbs into a wrestling ring. You didn't think it was possible for you to be more attracted to him, but now that you've watched him wrestle every movement he makes drives you crazy.

He settles in on top of you, his long hair curtaining your face. All of his earlier fire seems gone now, maybe because he's got what happened off his chest. He's in no rush with you tonight, opening up your mouth with his tongue. For now he seems content to press his hard length against you through his clothes and yours, stretched out between your legs.

Jay props himself up on his elbows so that he can tilt his head towards your neck, leaving wet kisses and the occasional love bite for you there.

"Ungh," you moan, "You're so good at that."

Jay's hips shift closer to yours and he stills his lips for a moment.

"What else am I good at?" Jay drawls, before resuming his kisses.

"Well," you begin in a cheeky voice, which disappears nearly immediately as he nips at your jaw, "you're the best wrestler in the world." You meant to say it lightly, but it comes out breathless and dead serious.

To your surprise, that earns you a low growl from Jay and a renewed vigor.

"What else?" he growls in your ear.

His hands are moving lower down your body now and snaking their way into the waistband of your pants. You love it when he touches you, you crave it the moment he's near you, so you'll do anything to get his hand between your legs.

"Talking," you say stupidly.

"Oh?" Jay replies, his fingers dancing just above your clit now. It's agonising, but at the same time you need him to know you're being sincere.

"In the ring," you explain, teeth clenched in frustration as you try not wriggle under his touch because you know he'll punish you for it, "whenever you have a microphone you're so good."

Jay chuckles against your neck, running his finger over your clit for a second and then pulling back.

"Best in the world?" he teases.

"God yes," you reply immediately. "And when you talk to me in bed," you babble.

Jay laughs again, this time nipping at your neck. "Seems like you're doing all the talking tonight."

You moan, turning your head so you can look at him. "So shut me up then," you dare.

But Jay only shakes his head, shit-eating smirk across his face. "I like this side of you," he says easily.

He sits up on his knees between your legs, yanking off your pants without fanfare. He pushes your t-shirt up over your breast and tugs at one of your nipples, then stares down at you with renewed intensity.

"Tell me what else I'm good at," he demands.

You're getting the idea now, seeing his erection leaking against his abs. Of course King Switch would like hearing about how great he is, you think.

You must have smirked at your own thought, because he frowns at you. "Something funny?" he asks darkly.

You shake your head. "I like this side of you too," you say honestly.

Jay flashes a soft smile at you, then his fingers find your entrance.

"Tell me," he orders.

"The way you touch me," you start, and he pushes two fingers deep inside you as a reward. "Just like that," you gasp, back arching off the bed. "You're so good at that."

Jay seems pleased, so he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly. You know it won't keep him sated for long, though, so you start thinking up other compliments to give him while you still have your mental faculties.

"You're so good at fucking me," you say through moans.

You can feel how wet you are around his fingers, and when he pulls his fingers out briefly to suck on them you see them glistening with your juices.

You moan just from seeing him taste you on his fingers, and search your head for another compliment to unleash. It feels like swimming through molasses, trying to collect your thoughts enough to voice them.

"You're so good at eating me out," you tell him breathlessly.

Your reward this time is him pressing his thumb against your clit while he fingers you, working you effortlessly. If he keeps going like this you're going to cum, and you're chasing that orgasm so bad.

"I love the way you tease me," you babble on, "you know exactly how to drive me crazy."

He ups the intensity now, leaning over you and working his hand faster, his mouth hanging open as he stares down at his fingers entering you, focusing completely on your orgasm. It's so flattering, having him forget about his own pleasure just to work on yours. He's never been like this before, so fully focused on you. It feels like it means something, but your pleasure-addled brain is too hazy to figure it out.

"I love how you keep me here all to yourself," you say somewhat mindlessly.

You're getting close now, eyes drifting shut. You turn your head to the side and squeeze your eyes shut, knowing he can feel your pussy clenching around his fingers. Knowing that he'll know what it means.

"I love that you take me everywhere with you," you continue, as your stomach starts to grow tense and warm.

"I love it when you let me hold your hand," you gasp as your whole body shudders in pleasure, "when we're out together."

You're so close to the edge, your whole body clenched and ready to release.

"I love it when you tell me about your work," you finally gasp.

When your orgasm hits Jay is there, kissing you through it with abandon, his tongue and teeth finding every corner of your mouth as you rock your hips up into your hand.

The second you finish, he's pressing his length inside you and snapping his hips into yours. He cradles your face in his hands and you grasp his shoulders, holding on for dear life.

His strength is bruising but you wouldn't have him any other way, and you tell him as much, earning a groan from him.

"Yes, God, Jay, you're so good," you chant, earning an even more brutal pace.

Jay's going to cum quickly like this, you know, chasing his orgasm like it's the only thing in the world. Like you're the only thing in the world.

"It's so good," you cry, wrapping your legs around him and arching your back in an effort to get closer to him.

"God, Jay, you're everything," you finally say.

"Fuck," Jay bites out, hips stuttering and then slamming into you one last time as he leans his head back and cums deep inside of you.

He somehow feels deeper inside you than he's ever been, and he stays there for a long moment before his whole body unclenches and he collapses on top of you.

"God you're beautiful," you sigh against his hair.

Jay reaches out and finds your hand, squeezing it tight while his breathing slows. You wonder if he's taken your earlier feedback about the hand-holding thing to heart.

Jay rolls off eventually, laying beside you. But to your immense surprise, he throws one arm over you and settles onto his stomach to sleep close by your side.

You reach out and turn off the lights after a while. Right after you do, Jay turns his head to the side to face you.

"You know," he drawls, his usual sparkle back in his pale green eyes, "You could come to AEW next week…"

It's yet another gesture that Jay wants you in his life, and it knocks the breath from your lungs. Maybe this is what he means when he says breathe with the Switchblade.

Jay grins devilishly. "And I could introduce you to Orange Cassidy."

A fit of giggles engulfs you both and you think to yourself, No, this is what it's like to breathe with the Switchblade.

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Charm Your Way-Jay White

Pairing: Jay White x gn!reader

Word Count: 700+

Warning: fluffy, I can't write jay white in any other thing but fluffy fluff

A/N: I HATE writers block. I feel so bad for not uploading anything because I told myself I was gonna write and publish the whole summer.

Masterlist / Wrestling Masterlist

"I only have you for one more night." 

He muttered those words making yourself snap out of whatever alternate reality you were in. You forgot he wasn't in the same company as you. You forgot he had his own company to go back to, he was the champion of that said company. You forgot it was just for a pay-per-view and everything would go back to normal Monday morning. It was Sunday night, your alternate reality was coming to a close real quick. 

"What, these last few months weren't enough for you." You squeaked out. Truth be told it wasn't enough for you. Even if he was the first NJPW guy to show up on AEW tv, it wasn't enough. You were selfish and wanted more. 

"The rest of my life wouldn't be enough." He charmed making you groan. Why did he have to be so charming? He was such a prick and everyone knew that but you only saw the charming side of him which is probably why it was harder to say goodbye till next time. 

"Hmmh, ever so charming with your words." 

"That's how we ended up in this situation in the first place ain't it darling." He mused with a cocky smirk on his face. 

When he first appeared backstage at AEW surprising the Bucks with a happy Adam Cole, he made an impression. Chatted up all his old friends, making them laugh while he was the loudest one catching everyone's attention. It caught your attention for sure. Part of you wanted to tell him to shut up and keep his voice down but the other part of you wanted to be friends with the dude. 

You had your eyes glued on him the whole time you were in catering, you couldn't help it. It's not like you were the only one, some of the girls were just as intrigued while some of the guys chatted about wanting a match, or rematch with him. As if he had eyes on the back of his head, he turned to your table with a smirk looking right into your eyes. Despite mostly the whole table looking at him he never moved his eyes from you. It was as if he was trying to charm you with just his eyes. It didn't work. As if he knew it didn't work he stood up and made his way over to you. 

"Hey, I'm Jay." He greeted the table for once looking at everyone but you. He greeted everyone else and saved you for last. 

"Hi, I'm Jay. Nice to meet you, future champ." He greeted you with a smile which took you back. Future champion? Well, that was certainly a unique way of greeting someone.

That greeting is what made you want to know even more. Watching him on the screen wasn't enough. Seeing him in the halls wasn't enough. You wanted, needed to be talking to him. Little did you know at the time was that he felt the same way. Your match was right before his tv promo and he needed to introduce himself. You staring at him was the perfect excuse to go up and talk to you. 

"So what do you want to do the rest of the night?" He asked snapping you out of your thoughts. What was there even to do on his last night here. 

"I don't know champ. That's totally up to you."

"Hmmh. Stay with me." He asked making you chuckle.

"Well, I was planning to stay the night anyways. Did you forget that we're riding to the airport together?" You reminded as you were confused about how he forgot about the arrangement. You both agreed to go to the airport together as you arrived at the arena. Sure it was more than 6 hours ago that he proposed it but still.

"I don't mean just for tonight. I mean after Monday morning. I mean while I'm all the way in Japan or traveling across the globe while you're here in the states. Hell, I'll fly you out to me just for a day if our schedules are conflicting. Just tell me that you'll stay." He begged, looking at you with sincerity for the first time. 

"You just have to charm your way to keep me huh." You smiled hoping he knew your answer. The first night you were scared to go on doing whatever this was with him. He had a reputation and everyone including himself knew it. Throughout the months he reassured you that he was actually into you, every chance he got, maybe that's why it was so easy to give into him. 

"I'd do whatever to keep you. You should know that by now." 

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