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daddyhausen · 1 year

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MJF as a young dad please 🥺

• young dad headcannons — mjf •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { mjf masterlist }

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{ warnings } — none

{ word count } — 375

{ pairing } — fem!reader x mjf

{ genre } — fluff / angst

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it came as no surprise to you when max walked out the moment you announced your pregnancy

he was in the prime of his career, his life at that

you understood completely that he was not ready to be a father

still it could not help the inconsolable nights spent alone

crying yourself to sleep

cradling your ever growing baby bump in the spot where max once slept beside you

he was completely avoidant during the remainder of your pregnancy

not so much as a text or a phone call to check up on you

it was terrifying going into labour alone

having to rely on your neighbor of all people to drive you to the hospital when the time came

she’d really become a rock for you especially in the later half of your pregnancy

at least she was there when you delivered

although you silently max was the one in there with you

you returned home a healthy baby girl bundled up close to your chest

returning to the silence of an empty house

your daughter looked exactly like max

from the tufts of dark curls to the warm flecks of brown and hazel in her eyes

it made you miss him dearly

a week or so after you gave birth, max decided to make himself known in your life once more

he showed up at your door in tears

pleading to at least see his child

despite the fact that he had absolutely no right to

you allowed it.

from the moment he held your daughter in his arms he broke down in tears

apologising profusely for not being there for her and for you

promising to be a better man now when you needed him most

your acceptance was reluctant, but your daughter at least deserves her father in her life

to you surprise, max turned out to be quite the father

he puts your daughter on a pedestal, treats her like a queen

he takes her everywhere with him

he’ll tuck her into bed, sing her sweet lullabies until she falls asleep

he felt like such an asshole for leaving you all those months ago

for nothing more that his own selfish needs

but now, he’s not going anywhere

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moondust-imagines · 1 year

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Champ (MJF x McMahon!Reader)

This is short but Max is chaaamp

You were used to getting stares when you visited your boyfriend at work. Conversations quieted as you walked past and producers hid their notes from your eyes. All of them were convinced that you were there to spy on them, to take all the information you could back to your father. Of course, your father had asked you to 'see what you could find out ' once he found out about your relationship but you didn't want to jeopardize your time with Max.

None of that mattered tonight. Max had his title shot and had thrown his weight around a little to make sure you could watch from backstage, just behind the curtain. You stood glued to a small screen for the entire match with your heart in your throat. You had no idea if they trusted him enough to give him any belt, never mind the big one.

Then Regal slid him the brass knuckles.

Instantly, you started to tear up with pride. Watching him parade around with the title he had worked so hard to earn brought the biggest smile you ever had to your face. Your stomach started doing flips as he made his way up the ramp.

You stood back as he was congratulated by his peers, you hadn't even noticed FTR before they were slapping him on the back. Regal stood next to Max like a proud father, the storyteller in you couldn't wait to see what was going to happen there. Then his eyes met yours across the room and you stepped out of the shadows.

His arms were wrapped around you in a second, gripping you tighter than ever. The belt was still in his hand, knocking gently against your back. You didn't even care that he was covered in sweat, you just had one thing to say to him.

"You did it baby, you're the fucking champ"

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 8 months

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MJF MASTERLIST

Welcome to the masterlist of Maxwell Jacob Friedman

and yes I am still taking requests!

MAIN MASTERLIST

✉️: Request 💎: Personal fav ❤️‍🔥:18+/warnings of any kind

Being Married to the Devil (Headcannons) ✉️

My Champ ✉️: Max finnaly wins the world championship infront of all his friends and family, most importantly his wife

Cat Dad ✉️: Max teaches Piper a new trick

Opposites ✉️: They say opposites atteact right? How are Max and Y/n together when they are polar opposites from each other?

London Bridge ✉️: Max and Y/n go sightseeing in London before the big PPV

Supprises ✉️: Max supprises everyone when his secret daughter comes to see her father wrestle for the first time

The Devil Himself ✉️: Meeting the devil himself

Ying and Yang ✉️❤️‍🔥💎: Max is a scumbag and everyone knows it, yet he has always had feelings for Y/n that he is struggling to keep to himself. Everyone adored Y/n and despised Max, maybe that’s what made them work.

Rainy Day: Max forgets to pick you up after work, leaving you stranded in the rain

Cockwarming headcannons: ❤️‍🔥✉️ pretty self explanitory

I'll take care of you: ✉️❤️‍🔥: Reader has had a troubled past when it came to partners. She was always nervous about relationships especially when it came to the intimate part of a relationship. Luckily she found Max, he always took care of her and never pressured her to do anything she wasn’t comfortable with. What happens when she’s finally ready to be intimate with Max?

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smartycvnt · 2 years

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good little girl

pairing: mjf x reader

prompts: 13. "sit still or get off my cock." + 27. "i'm being a good girl." "yeah, then why do you sound like such a brat?"

warnings: smut, oral (m receiving), daddy kink, degradation

Max had been sending chills down your spine all night. No matter where you moved, his eyes were always on you. He was watching you like a hawk, and you couldn't help the excitement bubble up a little inside of you when you'd catch him staring. Max wasn't bashful for shy, but he didn't like being caught watching you like that. He felt like he was above keeping an eye on you, even if it was always like this when the two of you went out.

"Enjoying the view?" you asked teasingly as you approached him at the bar. Max's eyebrows shut up a little as he turned to look at you, mildly surprised by your question. "You've been doing an awful lot of staring. We didn't come here for you to stare at me, I wanted to dance."

"You've been doing your fair share of dancing. If you could even call what you were doing dancing, looked more like grinding to me," Max said, obviously miffed. You pouted as you looked up at him, but Max avoided meeting your gaze. "I bet you're all wet letting strangers touch you like that. Fucking rat."

"I'm not a rat, and if I'm wet, it's because I saw how you were looking at me." You were careful to put the emphasis on the fact that Max was the one who turned you on. You were in dangerous territory right now and had to tread carefully. Max seemed satisfied with hearing that from you as he put his arm around you. "Can we get out of here? Please, Daddy."

That seemed to do the trick. Max rushed you out of there and the two of you barely got home before he was tearing your clothes off with haste. You hadn't been purposefully making his jealous while the two of you were out, but towards the end of the night you had put on a little show to let Max know he wasn't nearly as slick as he assumed.

"Keep your hands to yourself," Max told you as he aligned his hips with yours. Your hands weren't pinned beneath your back or anything, so you really had to try your hardest not to reach out and touch him. "Rat whores like you don't get to touch Daddy while he fucks them."

"Harder, fuck me harder Daddy," you told him. It was on the verge of begging. Max wanted you there though, whining and begging with him to fuck you harder and faster. He was internally fighting with himself to keep his pace in order to hold out on you a little longer.

"I don't think you've been good enough to make demands tonight. Bratty sluts don't get to pick how they get fucked. Only good girls do," Max told you.

"I'm being a good girl." There it was, the whine that Max had been waiting to hear from you.

"Yeah, then why do you sound like such a little brat?" Max asked as he slowed down a bit. With a smirk, he came to a complete stop inside of you. Groaning with frustration, you started to move your hips back and forth in an attempt to get some sort of movement. "Sit still of get off my cock."

"Then I need you to fuck me like the whore you say I am," you told him. Max seemed surprised by that, you rarely ever referred to yourself how he did. "Please Daddy."

That seemed to flip a switch inside of him. Max pounded into you relentlessly, pushing you right to the brink and over it. He didn't stop there, going until you knew that he had cum as well. You could feel the effects of being pounded like that immediately, but Max pulled you into the bathroom for a hot shower to help relax your muscles.

"You were good tonight, I mean it," Max told you. You ducked your head away to hide the blush rising from your chest. Max wasn't one to hand out praise like that unless you had really earned it, so you knew that he meant it.

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plentyoffandoms · 1 year

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Day 21 🎃 Nipple Play & Praise Kink

MJF x f/Reader (18+)

Requested by @biforrollynch

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. NSFW under the cut

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

I hope you like it.

MJF's POV:

My hands are gripping her hips tightly. My head is flung back against the headboard as she is slowly riding me.

She is moving so slow, that it feels like torture but I can't ask her to go faster or YN will fucking stop and I do not want that.

Not when her pussy is hugging my cock just right. Clenching here and there, making me choke out her name whenever she tells me how well I am doing.

"You're so big Max. You close baby?" I nodded my head yes as I was hopping she would just let me fuck her how I want too.

"Hold off for me baby and you will get a special treat?" That had my attention, but then she did something that had me teetering even closer to the edge than I already am.

She started to play with my nipples. I whined when I felt her tongue start to flick and lick on one and her hand played with the other one.

I gasped when she blew on my wet nipple and she just smiled. "I can feel you twitching baby. You are doing so well. Just hold off for a bit longer. You can do that for me can't you?"

I was about to answer when she leaned down once more and bit my other nipple. My hips bucked up and the two of us moaned.

"Now now Max, that wasn't really nice. I think I have to stop." YN made a show of trying to get off of me.

"No please. Need you to stay. Need to cum. Need you." I was a mess as I begged her.

"Then fuck me how you want to fuck me Max and cum for me." I broke.

I flipped us over and I practically rutted into her as I chased my high. I went from barely pulling out of her soaked heat to slamming into her over and over again.

"Max, just like that. Fuck, fuck MAX." YN screamed out my name as I fucked her throw her orgasm. I was close. So very close, but I just needed that push.

YN bit down hard on my nipple and I cried out her name as I came deep inside of her. My eyes closed, my mouth hanging open as I came.

With a shaky breath, I pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed next to her, pulling her into my arms as she snuggled into me.

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robinofgothamcity · 2 years

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"he's looking for a dog, did you find your bitch in me? oh, you're abominable, socially you're just a little bit too much like me."

♡ character: maxwell jacob friedman

♡ pronouns used: she / her

♡ note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes

"oh so that's the game you're gonna play, huh? just know two can play that and i'll come out the winner." you stated giving max an unreadable look. max was due for a match in just a few minutes and you knew what he did before he got to the ring was try to show himself off for everyone to boo him and sometimes that meant making out with random girls in the crowd.

it was something that irked you to say the least.

max did it for a few reasons. one was because he did it even before the two of you got together and second was because he liked seeing you pissed off. the two of you weren't exactly together but locker room knew you were off limits or at least some knew.

you had a match for yourself against willow nightingale tonight and although it wasn't a tag match, you had talked with tony to make it one before the taping. willow had eddie as her partner and you were still actively looking for someone who was a singles wrestler and was willing to take you for the night.

"what do you mean by that?

you walked away going to where those who showed up for the taping hung out which was usually catering or makeup. you looked over the male wrestlers, scouting all of you options. you knew a few were apart of tag teams but you figured they'd be willing to be your partner even if it was just for the night.

"whatcha doing?" you heard anna ask. you gave her one quick look as she immediately figured it out, "who are you gonna drag into this mess?" you eyes immediately landed on ethan page. he was holding his camera and vlogging with danhausen when your face went into a straight smirk.

"ethan?" she asked surprised. you shushed her, trying to get her to be quiet, "you're asking ethan?" you nodded, giving her a wink and walking towards the two men.

you weren't necessarily the bestest of friends with ethan; however, you knew ethan had a mouth that could challenge max. you popped up behind ethan making him jump as danhausen laughed, "hey, joining the vlog?" he asked. you nodded as you waved at danhausen who was now walking away.

"i got a proposition for you ethan," you said as he looked at you confused, "be my partner tonight against willow and eddie?" ethan looked shocked to say the least as you whispered in his ear your plan against max. ethan's eyes widened as he nodded, "tag team partners," he agreed as you looked into his camera and gave it a wink before leaving.

you went to tony, giving him the name of your partner as you went to makeup to get ready. ethan was as much of an asshole in the ring as max was and you knew one thing max hated was being beaten at his own game.

max was in the ring wrestling as you didn't bother to see your idiot of a boyfriend? kiss some random girl in the crowd.

your match was scheduled after max and from the tweets you read, you noticed many were excited to see eddie in a mixed tag match. it wasn't long before you heard max's song going off from the speakers and realized that he must've cheated his way into winning.

"ready?" ethan asked excitedly. you nodded just as excited as you waved at willow, telling her a good luck as ethan did the same with eddie, "max is gonna kill us," ethan said making you laugh, "please, he's all mouth and no action. max hates losing at his own game and the two of us together can make him suffer the way he needs too."

you grabbed the mic from the table and went out as your music started, "willow....you had to bring eddie out here to fight your battle? kind of embarrassing isn't it? well, if that's who you sadly picked, i'd like to introduce you to my partner," you said with a smirk.

ethan's music hit as the crowd reacted with genuine surprise. max's eyes widened as wardlow noticed how max's sudden attention to the screen. you gave ethan a smile as he grabbed you by the waist and lifted you up with ease before walking down the ramp. you laughed into the mic as you realized that you and ethan were clearly the heels for the match based on the reaction from the crowd.

you got into the ring, ethan opening the ropes for you as you got in and waved at the crowd with sarcasm written all over your face. you gave willow a nod indicating that the boys should start the match off first as the two of you went to the buckle and let the boys go at it.

"come on ethan, teach him how it is to be an actual good wrestler," you screamed as he kicked eddie in the nose. you laughed seeing the way the crowd reacted as eddie went down, "cry me a fucking river," you screamed to eddie as ethan tagged you in. you stared at willow and charged at her making her lose her balance.

you climbed onto the top rope and did a flip as willow tried kicking her leg up to get kick to your stomach but failed as you shot it down with your own leg. you could hear ethan and eddie arguing with each other as you grabbed willow by the hair and put her in a slight chokehold.

willow instantly tapped as you music played making ethan jump into the ring and eddie helping her out. you went to give ethan a high five but he pushed it aside as he grabbed your hair and went in for a rough kiss. you were taken by complete surprise as let out a soft moan not expecting this in the slightest.

"jesus christ," you whispered to him. ethan laughed and helped you out the ring as you rolled your eyes at the crowd who was booing the two of you, "now max is really gonna want to kill me," you couldn't help but agree as you knew max was probably fuming backstage.

as the two of you made your way backstage, willow and anna stared at you for answers, "long story don't worry about it," you giggled. anna shook her head in disbelief, "max was pissed and that doesn't even begin to explain it," she said. you let out your own laugh of disbelief, "if we get approval from tony, we're gonna get a rematch," you told willow.

after speaking to the girls for a bit, you eventually made your way to the locker room for a shower. it wasn't long before max found you. you gave him a wink as he charged you.

"ethan? you choose that prick as your stupid ass partner?" he screamed. you shrugged, "and you'll see it again next week baby," you whispered. you tried walking away but max grabbed your wrist, "do that shit again and i'll make your life hell," you removed his hand forcefully, "i'm already there sweetheart."

tony had given the two of you approval for a rematch and as much as you wanted to continue this feud, ethan had to go back to scorpio and eddie had unfinished business with chris jericho so it was back to being a singles feud after tonight.

you weren't mad at it given that you and willow did well when it was just the two of you but you couldn't give max another taste of his medicine after this. another thing about max was that he loved when you were his clothes. it was his favorite thing when you walked around in any of his varsity jackets or robes so you decided to up your plan and ask ethan for his sweater.

"good luck willow!" you screamed to the two of them as they quickly thanked you before going towards the ramp. you stared at ethan, the two of you giving each other pointers for the match as you noticed max sitting not far from where you were at. his face showed nothing but anger as he wanted nothing more than to go over to you and take that dumbass jacket off of you.

"i'm gonna get a water really quick, i'll be back," ethan said as he realized he had like a minute before you two had to go out. you nodded, fixing ethan's collar as max grabbed you by the wrist again, "take that shit off," he stated.

"why should i?" you asked. the two of you stared at each other, not saying a word as you heard your theme going off and ethan pulling you to the entrance. you gave max one last look before going through the curtains. ethan lifted you once again and placed you on his hip as the two of you walked down the ramp, blowing kisses to the crowd making them more angry.

you and willow were set to start the match this time. as you and her were wrestling, ethan noticed max sitting in the front row, that same angry expression written on his face. he knew that you and him had a thing going but he didn't know if the two of you were actually dating or not.

"ethan!" you screamed trying to tag him in.

he looked over seeing you on the ground as willow grabbed you by the leg and quickly gave you a suplex. you felt your knee buckle, making you go down with a thud. you knew something was wrong and so did willow. you managed to crawl yourself out of the ring as willow tagged eddie so ethan could get in.

you grabbed your knee, trying to see if that was where the pain was coming from but you realized it was coming from your ankle. you heard the bell going off as ethan's theme played through the speakers. you tried getting up but the pain on your leg was becoming unbearable.

"move you useless piece of shit," max screamed from the entrance of the ramp as he practically shoved ethan to the ground and put his arm around you, "she needs a fucking doctor," he yelled as soon as all of you go the back.

you tried to focus on max only to get your mind off the pain in your leg but as soon as you tried to step on it, the shooting pain ran up your leg again. you felt tears prickling your eyes as you tried to remain composed but you didn't know if you could the pain anymore.

"put her on the table," doc said as willow and max did just that. he immediately looked over the leg, "if you're unable to walk and can't step on it, it might be a teared a part of your ankle. we're going to send you to the hospital for x rays." you had never broken a leg before and out of pure fright, you looked to max for comfort.

the trip to the hospital felt longer than it should have. you were leaning against max until you arrived to the hospital. you knew that all the issues you both had together had to be put aside now that you were injured and in no mood to be having a petty fight over this.

once they finished with the x-rays, they put you in a room as they elevated your leg and iced it until the results came back. you hadn't said a word to max since the two of you arrived but you could tell he was just as worried as you were.

"it looks like you broke a few of your bones in your ankle," the doctor said showing you the scans, "some were sprains that turned into broken bones when you fell awkwardly. you're going to be out on injury for at least six months."

you instantly felt your heart drop as tears came down your face. you looked at your stupid ankle saying the absolute most heinous things in your head for not being more careful with yourself. the doctor had whispered that he would run to get your crutches and your paperwork before allowing you to leave.

"fuck," you screamed as max noticed that you took the news a lot harder than he thought. he went over to you, pulling you in for a hug, "it's not your fault. ethan should have been paying attention." you shook your head, "it's my fault. i could have been more careful and i wasn't. don't blame this on him."

max grabbed your face, making you look at him, "don't blame that shit on you. injuries happen and you'll just need to pull through them to get back out on the ring," he said. you sighed, wanting to find comfort in him but a part of you still felt upset at everything with you and him.

"why are you here? don't you got some bitch to be making out with?" you asked. max rolled his eyes, "enough. we've pissed each other off enough and i don't think i could take seeing you kiss that idiot again," he stated. you laughed in disbelief, "thats rich coming from the guy who does it every fucking week."

max sat down next to you, putting his hand on your thigh, "if it pisses you off that much, i'll quit. we just gotta stop that shit," he said. you smiled looking up at him, "told you i'd win," you said giggling. max rolled his eyes realizing what you had meant but he brushed it off by pulling you in for a kiss.

"shut the fuck up," he whispered, "ethan's nasty ass lips were all over you and you deserve better than that." you wanted to laugh; however, you pulled away from the kiss, "be nice. ethan's a good friend," you replied before pulling him back in for the kiss.

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botchedwriting · 2 years

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MJF: So Go Ahead and Drive Me Insane.

pairing: mjfxfem!reader, platonic (kinda, anyway — squint and you’ll see some flirting).

warnings: none, unless you count max being a brat.

summary: after an error that he insists the hotel made, mjf is left without the suite he booked. the reader comes to the rescue.

word count: 1,644.

“Do you know who I am, bozo?” You could hear Max long before you could see him and you cringed. You’d think after years of working together - both on the indies and now in AEW - you would have gotten used to him berating people, especially those lower on the totem pole and not as quick to defend themselves, but it never became less off-putting. Your pity went out to the poor front desk associate on the receiving end of his ire. Lord knows it was an easy thing to have happen. The wind blowing in the wrong direction was enough to send the man into a frenzy, demanding to speak to the manager and swinging his proverbial dick around. It was an all too common occurrence and you wanted no part of it.

For whatever reason, in these more escalated situations, Max had a tendency to seek you out. Sure, you were diplomatic enough to deescalate things but you never got the vibe that he wanted that. It always seemed to you like he just wanted someone to co-sign his bullshit, to play the devil on his shoulder and encourage his bad behavior. That wasn’t your style. Unlike him, you came from the lower-middle class. There were no hands out, no fancy clothes. You worked for everything you had and, most of the time, work meant minimum wage jobs pandering to customers just like him. You knew from first-hand experience that service workers were critically underpaid, overworked and any mistake made was thanks to human error as opposed to malicious incompetence. You weren’t going to be on his side so why get involved?

With his designer suit-clad back turned towards you, you kept your eyes straight ahead and made your way towards the elevator. You were on track for an easy escape when the associate glanced your way, probably hoping for you to save him. Max followed his gaze, whipping his head around and breaking out into a sly grin.

Damn it, you thought, I was on your side too.

“Hey, toots, come here!” Max bellowed at you. Instead of acknowledging him, you ducked your head and continued on your path. Someone with even an ounce of self-awareness would have realized they were being given the cold shoulder. Unfortunately, that was one trait he did not possess. Instead, his voice got louder and his antics more obnoxious. It was the snapping that irritated you enough to come stomping over.

With a heavy sigh, you glanced over at Max before you focused your attention on the hotel employee. “What’s going on?”

“This fucking idiot-” The question wasn’t directed at him, but Max was sure to answer anyway. A sharp look from you shut him up.

“Chill out, I wasn’t talking to you.” Again, you turned towards the employee, offering him a smile as your gaze dropped to his name tag before focusing on his visage. There was no way this kid was even old enough to drink and you were even more annoyed at your co-worker for lambasting him. “Todd,” you said, doing everything in your power to keep your voice even and kind, “What’s the issue?” Help is here now, kid.

“Well, uh,” Todd began, his voice practically dripping with anxiety, “we, uhm...” He trailed off as his gaze met Max’s. The older man was scowling now, chest puffed up and just as agitated as before. Sensing you were losing him, you tapped a manicured nail against the top of the desk, grabbing his attention. You nodded at him to continue. “We don’t have a reservation here under Mr. Friedman’s name.”

Max scoffed. “Bullshit!” He dipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone. “I’ve got the confirmation right here.” He didn’t pull it up, but he still shoved the phone in Todd’s face. “Tell him I should be here! Tell him I’m not some fucking rando, okay? I’m with the same God damn company everyone else who booked a room at this shit hole works for.”

The tirade was going to continue so before Max got the chance, you spoke again. “There’s no available rooms right now?” Reluctantly Todd shook his head. “Okay,” you breathed, wracking your brain for a solution. “What about the other hotels near here?”

“Well, because of the show...” He didn’t even need to say it. Double Or Nothing was a big event. With fans coming in from all over anywhere nearby would be booked too.

You knew you couldn’t just leave Max out here to harass this kid. “Alright, here’s what we’re going to do. I checked in earlier today.” Like he was supposed to, you wanted to add but didn’t. If Max could just follow one single normal procedure maybe this could have been caught before it was late at night and options were slim. “He’ll room with me tonight and tomorrow we’ll see if we can figure something else out, okay?” Todd nodded, confirming he was on board (as if he cared, all he wanted was this maniac away from him) so you looked over at the other member of this confirmation. “Seriously, Max, no more arguing. Let’s go.”

You turned and started, again, towards the elevator but stopped not long after when you realized he wasn’t following. He stood in the same spot, gaze flickering from his luggage to you and then back again. You knew what he was asking without him having to say it. “There’s not a chance in hell I’m grabbing your bags. Get them yourself so we can go.” You paused. “Please.”

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With only minimal complaints from your temporary roommate, you managed to get the both of you not only out of the lobby but in your hotel room. With the door shut and the bags on the floor, you made quick work of grabbing one pillow off the bed and setting it up on the sofa. Playing the good hostess, you looked over your shoulder at Max as you fluffed it. “Let me know if you need a blanket or something.”

“Excuse me?” He was incredulous, almost mocking and you stood up straight, shoulders stiffening as you now gave him your full attention. “I am not sleeping on that thing.” Okay, sure, it wasn’t the fanciest of accommodations. Something you knew he expected and was most definitely used to. But, last you checked, beggars couldn’t be choosers. “This isn’t the suite with a view that I booked. It’s bad enough I have to settle for... this. But now you want me to sleep on the couch? I won’t fit.”

“Jesus Christ, Max! Okay, what do you suggest then?” You’d do anything to placate him so you could end this conversation and get some rest.

“I get the bed and you sleep on the couch.” You stand corrected: not anything.

“That’s not happening. This is my room so it’s my bed.” Maybe you should have left him in the lobby. He could have been literally anyone else’s problem but you made him yours.

“If it’s yours, that makes me your guest, and what kind of monster doesn’t make sure their guest is comfortable?” He shook his head and clicked his tongue as if he was disappointed in you before he kicked his shoes off. Hopping on top of the covers, he leaned back against the headboard and smirked. “Unless you plan on joining me, it’s about time I get my beauty sleep.”

“Fine! Scooch over.” You snatched up the pillow you’d just put down and threw it in the direction of the bed, purposely aiming for his surprised face. He definitely didn’t expect you to take him up on that. “I’m going to get changed and then you’re gonna let me get some sleep.”

With that, you grabbed your bag and headed to the bathroom. In desperate need of rest, you just threw your hair up and changed into your most conservative pajamas. The kind of guest you had tonight didn’t need to be impressed by your appearance.

When you returned, you spotted Max’s fancy suit jacket hung carefully over the back of the couch with the rest of his outfit meticulously folded next to it. Surprised, and suddenly worried about what you were about to see, you spun around, letting out a relieved sign when you saw him sitting on the bed in a pair of sweats and an AEW t-shirt. Rid of his pretentious attire, he almost looked approachable. “I didn’t know if you preferred the left or right, so I figured I’d wait for you before getting too comfortable. Wouldn’t want you waking up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“You’re fine where you are.” You appreciated the gesture but you had no preference. You’d sleep upside down if it meant you’d get to rest. “Okay, this is what we’re gonna do..” You trailed off, grabbing the first pillow you saw and putting it right in the middle of the mattress, creating a little barrier. “No crossing your side, got it?”

He laughed. “Don’t flatter yourself.” Finally getting under the covers, he gave you one last look. “You’re the one who needs to worry about keeping their hands to themselves. No woman can resist all this.”

Settling in for the night yourself, you shook your head, the snarky retort you had never left your lips. “I’ll do my best to keep my hands to myself. Goodnight, Max.”

The two of you were curled up on your sides, back to back with a flimsy piece of bedding in between. The silence had barely settled before Max was speaking again. “Hey, toots?”

“Mhm?” You hummed, lacking the energy to even complain about the pet name he’d bestowed upon you when you’d first met.

“You really saved my ass tonight. I just wanted to say I appreciate y - it.” He actually sounded sincere and you smiled into the darkness.

“You’re welcome. Now, if you don’t go to sleep...”

#mjf imagine #maxwell jacob friedman imagine #aew imagine #mjf drabble #maxwell jacob friedman drabble #aew drabble #wrestling imagine #wrestling drabble #botchedwriting

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aalyssah · 9 months

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Too Touchy

Pairing: Protective!MJF x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,817

Summary: When a man gets too touchy on you, Max steps up, making the man to keep his hands to himself.

A/N: Just imagine MJF defending you because some guy doesn’t know what ‘no’ means.Hope You Enjoy!

You woke up to the sun shining bright through the curtains that hung on the window.

You could feel an arm draped across your waist. You turned around, meeting the face of a sleeping MJF. You're extremely lucky to see this side of him. Ever since he started the 'Better Than You Bay Bay' team, he's been showing more affection lately.

You smiled, tracing your hand around his beard and plump lips, debating if you should kiss him. "Either kiss me or take a picture." You gasped at the sound of Max's groggy voice.

His brown eyes opened, looking dead at you. "So you're not gonna give me a kiss?" You blushed, hiding your face in his neck. Max chuckled, pulling you back and kissing you. "We finally have the day off." You both sighed in sync.

Y'all have been working hard over the last month with Max being in a popular storyline and you making your way to the top for the Women's World Championship. "I know, I've been waiting!" You both sat in a comfortable silence before Max broke it.

“So what do you wanna do today? I was thinking maybe going shopping for a new suit, or maybe going down to the dealership and looking at a new car, what do you think?" Your face scrunched up at the sound of spending a lot of money.

“Uh, I don't know about that. Can we just have a normal day where we spend time together at the gym, or go out to eat?" Max thought for a moment and realized you were right. "Yeah, you're right. How about we go to the gym, to the store for some food, and maybe dinner?"

You smiled at that. "Oh yes, I like that much better." Max kissed your forehead before getting up. "Last one to get dressed gives the winner head." Max stood up, almost running to the closet. "Hey that's not fair you cheater!" You quickly got out the blanket, running to the closet to get some clothes.

(Max won)

You both showered and made it to the gym. You and Max did some stretching before he went off to lift weights, but you've been experiencing some tense muscles in your leg, so hopefully stretching will help.

You stood on your mat, doing a downward dog position. As you took a deep breath you heard someone cat calling you. You smiled thinking it was Max, but when you turned around you saw some middle aged looking man standing there.

“Good god, do you look good." You frowned at the man's compliments, feeling a little weirded out. "Thank you?" You continued stretching, ignoring his words until he spoke again. "I'm sure you got a man or girl, but if I was yours I’d keep you nice and full until you get pregnant."

You stood up, looking at them with disgust. "What is wrong with you? How dare you say something like that about a woman!?" The man only chuckled at your question. "Oh don't act like you wouldn't like it. I know you're really a dirty whore in bed."

Your mouth dropped open at his words. "You're just nasty!" You left your mat, going to Max's side fast. He noticed how frantic you looked. "Hey what's wrong, you okay?" You gave him a reassuring smile. "Yeah, I'm just ready to go." Max looked at you slightly confused.

You just got here less than 10 minutes ago and now you want to leave? "You sure? We just got here like a couple of minutes ago." You nodded your fast, taking his hand. "Yeah, I want to go shopping for some food." You and Max took a small shower and left to go to the store.

You were both walking in the store, grabbing a small basket. "Okay, I'll go look for the meat and you go look for all the other stuff." You both parted ways with you going to the vegetable aisle. You looked for the pickles when you saw they were on the top shelf.

"Who the hell put them all the way up there?" You stood on your tiptoes, trying to reach for the pickles. Your fingertips brushed the glass, but went no further. "I swear I'm gonna sue this store for putting these pickles so damn high!" You muttered.

You then felt an arm sliding over yours, grabbing the jar of pickles. "Oh, thank-" You stopped talking when you saw who it was. It was the same man from earlier. "No problem sweetheart. This is why you need a strong tall man like me with you."

He said, flexing his weak arms. "Y'know I never caught your name?" You stood there looking at him. There ain't no way you're gonna tell him your name. Luckily, Max walked by the aisle, stopping as he saw you. "Babe, there you are!" Max came to you, and the man quickly left.

“Who was that man you were talking to?" There's no way in hell you're gonna tell him who that is. "Oh, just a stranger helping me out for the pickles." You smiled as Max looked at you suspiciously. "You sure?" You nodded your head. "Yup, I'm done and hungry. Should I make dinner for tonight?"

Max shook his head no. "Nah, I wanna eat at that new restaurant that opened 2 months ago. Been dying to eat there." A smile was brought back to your face. "Okay, let's get these groceries home first."

You and Max drove home, put the groceries away, and drove to the restaurant. Max had a hand on the small part of your as you walked to the table.

A waiter took your order's and left. "I can't wait to eat here!" Max said again, smiling like a little kid. "Okay son, calm down." You and Max laughed. "Tony called me earlier when we were at the gym and asked if you were down to fight Toni for the belt on Dynamite next week."

You quietly clapped your hands. "Oh my god, yes! I've worked so hard for this and I'll finally get it!" Max watched as you cheered. The happy moment was cut short when a group of teenagers came up to the table. "Excuse me? Can we take a picture with y'all. We're big fans."

You smiled at the group, getting up and fixing your appearance. "Sure, come on babe." Max rolled his eyes that the fans ruined the moment, but took the picture. It was like a dominos effect. One fan came up and now others from the restaurant stopped eating to take a picture.

Some wanted you, others wanted just Max. As Max was taking a picture with a group of girls you looked around the room to catch the familiar eyes of the man. He was already walking towards you with a not so happy look on his face.

You just stood there, not being able to go anywhere. "So you're famous and dating someone? Y'know I was really upset to hear the talk about you dating that dickhead, I'm so much better than him." You scoffed at his cockiness. "Look, do you want a picture because if not you need to leave me alone."

The man smirked creepily. “Oh most definitely!" He called some random person to take the picture. He stood beside you, wrapping his grimy arm around your waist, pulling you close to his side. The person snapped multiple pictures, with his hand getting lower and lower down your body.

You uncomfortably backed away. "Alright, that's enough pictures." You awkwardly took a couple of steps back. "Why ya leaving so soon, we were just getting to the good part." You tried walking backwards, but the man grabbed you fast, pulling you into a bone crushing hug.

His hand came to your ass, gripping at it and pushing his nose in the nape of your neck. You harshly pushed him away, but his grip was too strong. "Get your hands off my girl!" You jumped back at the sound of Max's angry voice. The man let you go after receiving a punch.

The man flew back, sliding over a table with food on it. Glass shattering could be heard as well as gasps from people around. People pulled their phones out and filmed as Max beat the guy's ass. The manager and workers came up, trying to pull Max off him, but Max was not having it.

The man was struggling to cover his face as Max threw punches. “Max calm down, chill out!” Your words were drowned out by his ears, as he continued to beat the man. “We called the cops!” Someone yelled from behind.

Coincidentally, 2 cops were sitting around the corner so they came to break the fight up. One held back Max while the other arrested the man, who now had a black eye and busted lip. Max was furious, red painting his face, but when he saw you, he broke out the cops arms, and went to you.

“Hey, you okay?” Max asked as you brushed your hand over his cheek. “Yeah I am, but your-” Max cut you off, knowing what you were gonna say. “It’s just a scratch.” The cop interrupted the moment with some questions.

“Some people said it started off because of you ma’am?” You nodded your head, gulping at the memories. “Yes, we went to the gym in the morning and the guy was flirting with me, saying how beautiful I looked and then said if he was my man, he would get me pregnant.”

Max’s eyes almost bugged out his head at the new information. “He what?!” You kept speaking. “Yeah and then I went to the store and he was in the same aisle, trying to get my name and now we’re here.” Max was gripping at his hair, breathing heavily as you told the cop.

“Thank you ma’am we’re gonna lock this guy up. It’s not the first time he’s been arrested for harassment.” The cops walked away, leaving you and Max. “I’m getting tired, can we go home?” Max nodded his head, taking you outside.

You both were met with cameras and paparazzi. “MJF can you tell us what happened in the restaurant?” Usually Max wouldn’t stop to answer the stupid paparazzi, but he needed the world to know what happens when you mess with his girl.

“Yeah that motherfucker was being too touchy with my girl, and I don’t like that so I beat his ass.” Max only answered one question before hurrying you in the car. You both let out a breath of relief.

“Please tell me if someone’s making you feel uncomfortable. I might be an asshole sometimes, but I love you.”You smiled, leaning over to kiss him. “I will, promise.”

You both drove home that night, stress free at the thought of that man being locked up.

#mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #mjf fluff #mjf smut #mjf imagine #mjf x reader #mjf fanfiction #mjf aew #aew fluff #wrestling fluff #aew smut

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mjfsupremacy · 9 months

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Saying "Hi Barbie!" To AEW wrestlers Part Two

This is Fun (very proud of 'Salutations Barbara', fyi)

Chris Jericho

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

Jericho: "I'm a wizard YOU IDIOT!" *Throws fireball*

Ricky Starks

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

Ricky: "Hi Barbie!"

Darby Allin

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

Darby: *smiles genuinely* "I hope you have a swift death, my dude."

FTR

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

Cash: "Hi Barbie."

Dax: "Y'know, my daughter loves Barbie. Have I told you about my daughter? Well see-"

Hook

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

Hook: *grunts* *offers a fist bump*

CM Punk

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

Punk: "Hi Ken!"

The House of Black

Y/N: "Hi Barbies!"

Malakai: *nods once solemnly*

Buddy: *nods once solemnly*

Brody: *grins*

Julia: *whispers* "Hi Barbie!"

bonus:

MJF (again)

Y/N: "Hi Barbie!"

MJF: "DIE"

#aew #all elite wrestling #mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #aew imagine #barbie #chris jericho #darby allin #ricky starks #ftr #hook #cm punk #the house of black

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thesupreme316 · 6 months

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Can you write how the AEW guys would react to the reader playfully smacking their ass like Bucky did to Seth Rollins that one time (please include MJF hehe)

AEW Stars React To: Their S/O Smacking Their Butt

Pairings: MJF x Reader, Max Caster x Reader, Christian Cage x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader, Nick Wayne x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, Hook x Reader

Word Count: 750

Supreme Speaks: hey yall, here you are and i hope you all enjoy it. I should have another react post by tomorrow. lemme know what else yall want to see. please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: none i think, suggestive content

Taglist: @wwenhlimagines @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @eddie-kingstons-wifey @triscillal @batzy-watzy @sheinthatfandom @cassie0sstuff

I think this is the most I have ever written the word ass

MJF:

Mans would feel accomplished

Like that finally, someone has acknowledged his ass is on another level

We all know how much pride he takes in his ass just look at the edits on TikTok

If you do it in private, he will definitely laugh and try to slap your back

(Honestly he might twerk like a drunk girl)

If in public, he might be embarrassed or confused for a split second…but he’ll go right back to being arrogant

He’ll tweet about it, tagging Max Caster so he can get jealous

Will start wearing more tight-fitting pants so he can tease you more

Eddie Kingston:

Mans finds it funny but is always confused about why/how you do it before he can do it to you

Full-on laughs and cracks a smile when/after you do it

Now you two are in a competition to see who can smack the other’s ass more often

You typically drive-by slaps or wait until he’s reading/watching wrestling to slap it

He does it when you are on the phone or talking to friends

Eddie loves it because it’s y’all’s way of PDA or showing good vibes

I don’t think y’all would do it out in public like in front of fans

But the one chance you did…boi was he a mess

Christian Cage:

Christian would just stare at you with no expression

He was just looking at you as if he was saying “Really”

OR he’ll stare at you in an offended way

He’s surprised that you did it

“How dare you?”

I can totally see him “scolding” you

Says his ass is off limits and promises to “punish” you the next time you did it

To test your luck…you did it again…and let's say you couldn’t sit down for a good while

Nick Wayne:

Lil boi is so cute and he gets all shy

Immediately he blushes and gets all whiney

Face all red while saying

“I can’t believe you did that”

I think he would be too shy to smack yours back

Prolly would chase you around

Would stop after you smacked his ass twice more

Ever since then, he just accepted the smacks….with a red blushing face of course

Hook:

Nonchalant as a mothafucka

But to him, it’s a normal thing, so he doesn’t care

He just continues talking to his friends after he smacks yours as you walk away

To Hook…it’s equality

Mans just loves to have his hands on you in general

If you did it to him while y’all were in the ring…he would break character and laugh

The internet would have a field day with the clip, making it go viral

Now if you slap it extra hard, Hook would just simply pick you up and show you how a real master of the booty slapping arts does it

Ricky Starks:

Alexa…play Bongos by Cardi B

Like Hook, Ricky’s not fazed

In fact, he eats it up and then some

I can see Ricky just winking at you..and ever so gently…SPEARING YOU ON THE BED

He slaps yours back twice as hard

In public….he would pull you towards him and tell you all the things he’s gonna do to you

Particularly finds it funny when you continuously smack his ass while ya’ll are laying down

I def see it as a postcard or a couple Christmas card (merry smackmas)

Max Caster:

THIS HORNY FUCK

Would deadass put his ass out even further for you to slap again

“I can see you’re getting a little handsy”

Looks at you suggestively, probably would moon you

Probably would chase you down just to slap your ass back

If you do it in public, he’s throwing ass like a real one

OOOOOOO I BET HE WOULD LET OUT VERY LOUD AND EXAGGERATED HIGH PITCH MOAN

Which causes you to become embarrassed and swiftly leave the scene

He would at the rest of The Acclaimed and wiggle his brows…looking for someone else to smack his ass

bonus: I truly think he would be like Richard from Wasabi Productions (back from like 2011)

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew imagine #all elite wrestling imagines #aew hook #aew hook imagine #eddie kingston #eddie kingston imagine #ricky starks #ricky starks imagine #max caster #max caster imagine #aew mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #mjf imagine #aew nick wayne #nick wayne imagine #christian cage #christian cage imagine

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haddonfieldwhore · 7 months

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if we’ve got eachother - mjf

mjf x gender neutral! cole! reader

part one here • part two here

word count: 2.5k

warnings: not edited, bit of family drama, angst, language, nsfw themes/implied smut !

a week had gone by since adam found out about you and max, and you and your brother were effectively ignoring eachother completely. him and max had to be at least professional enough to do their segments together, but didn’t speak to eachother outside of work business. you hated that you had come between their friendship, but you also felt like adam was overreacting. there was a week long break coming up, and you knew adam was going him to see your parents; usually you would go with him, but this time you weren’t sure you really wanted to spend seven days in a house with him, along with your parents asking why you were fighting. your mom had actually been calling and texting you, asking if she could expect you home for the break, but you had ignored all of her messages.

“what are you thinking about?” max asked, snapping you out of your trance as he walked out of the bathroom, fresh out of the shower. his skin was still damp, nothing but a fluffy white towel around his waist as he used a smaller one to dry off his curly hair. max had been travelling with you rather than adam since things kind of exploded last week.

you raised an eyebrow, unable to stop yourself from staring at his chiseled abs, and the happy trail that started at his naval and disappeared under the towel.

“well now i’m thinking about something else…” you said, sitting up on the bed as max walked over to you, leaning down to kiss your lips.

“oh yeah? what’s that?” he smirked, and your hands reached for the towel that hung low on his hips. his hands cradled either side of your jaw as you let the towel fall to the floor, and he kissed you deeply. max pulled your shirt over your head, before wrapping a hand around your throat and pulling you up onto your knees, kissing you again. your hands tangled in his damp curls, and his tongue slipped past your lips to explore your mouth, that taste of mint toothpaste on his tongue.

you were interrupted by a knock at the door, and max sighed, kissing you one more time before he turned and started walking towards the door. you slid your shirt back on, making yourself look at least decent.

“i’ll get it,” you laughed pushing him around the corner out of view of the doorway, and throwing the towel at him. you were still smiling when you opened the door, but it disappeared completely at the sight of adam.

“y/n,” he began, greeted you with an awkward nod. you shifted your weight nervously back and forth on your feet.

“so you’re talking to me again?” you asked, and adam sighed.

“i … don’t know. i do need to ask you about next week though.”

“so mom sent you? that’s adorable,” you laughed, annoyed.

“can we set this aside- for one week; for her sake?” he asked, and you laughed in disbelief. of course you wanted to see your parents, but you were stubborn to your core.

“i don’t know adam. you’re the one who has an issue with me and max being together.” he sighed, running a hand through his long hair.

“i have an issue with the fact that you and my best friend betrayed me-“

“oh get over yourself. we didn’t get together just to spite you, adam. do you hear yourself? yes, we were wrong to hide it from you, i can admit that; but i wouldn’t take back what i did.”

“so you aren’t coming home?” he asked.

“i’ll think about it.”

“no you won’t. you’ve already decided; i know you.” adam spat. “at least call mom and have the guts to tell her you’re choosing a guy over your family.”

“don’t talk to them like that,” max appeared behind you, his lower half dressed in a pair of shorts.

“max,” adam greeted awkwardly. “this is a family conversation.”

“oh- please continue,” max taunted, not leaving your side.

“actually i think we’re done here,” you said, closing the door on your brother. max turned you to face him, and you wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug.

“you okay?” he asked, kissing the top of your head. you nodded into his chest, before pulling back to kiss his lips softly.

“yeah. thank you for having my back, even though you don’t have to protect me from adam.”

“i know,” he said, kissing the top of your nose. “are you going home next week?” he asked, and you sighed flopping onto your stomach on the bed.

“i don’t think so. i don’t want to spend a week with someone who won’t talk to me,” you mumbled. max crawled onto the bed, hovering over top of you and placing kisses along your shoulder and up the side of your neck to your ear.

“come home with me instead,” he whispered, nipping at the shell of your ear. you couldn’t hold back the moan that left your lips as max pressed himself against your backside. max rolled over, pulling you with him until you straddled his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist and holding you close.

“you don’t think we’ll get sick of eachother if we spend a week together?” you teased, as max placed wet kissed on your neck, finding your sweet spot with ease.

“fuck no,” he laughed.

•••

you had in fact decided to spend the week off at max’s house with him, and the two of you had just arrived, pulling into the driveway in max’s blue camaro. when you entered the house, a fluffy white and tortoiseshell cat ran up to max, weaving in and out of his feet and meowing.

“hey piper,”max laughed, bending down to pick up the cat. “daddy’s home. did you miss me?” he bombarded the cat with kisses on her forehead, and you laughed.

“daddy?” you raised an eyebrow.

“shut up, you love it,” he smirked, and turned the cat towards you. “this is piper.” you extended a hand gently for the cat to sniff, and she let you pat her on the top of the head.

“hi piper,” you smiled. max placed her softly on the ground, and led you further into the house. it was minimally decorated, which made sense considering how many days of the year he would actually be home. there was a large cream coloured couch in the center of the living room, that had a wall of large windows.

“you’re gonna have two cuddle buddies now,” max was still talking to piper as you sat down on the soft couch, and the cat hopped up into your lap. “she likes you,” max smiled, and sat next to you in the couch, tucking you under his arm. piper walked back and worth across both of your laps, before laying down on the arm rest.

“she’s cute,” you beamed, and max kissed your lips softly.

“you’re cute.” you giggled as he kissed your forehead and then your lips again.

“did you hit your head or something? what’s got you in such a good mood?” you laughed, although you weren’t complaining; you could get used to the softer side of max.

“no,” he smirked, easily pushing you over to pin him underneath you on the couch. “why, how do you want me to be?” he stared down at you, his brown eyes darker than usual.

“i just didn’t know the devil could be such a softie, that’s all,” you explained playfully, knowing you were pushing his buttons.

“careful,” he warned, a hand wrapping gently but firmly around your throat as you stared up at him, your eyes wide with excitement. “you’re gonna get yourself in trouble. unless that’s what you’re trying to do?”

“you tell me, daddy.” you teased, and he groaned, his grip tightening around your neck before he relaxed.

“you are driving me crazy,” he rolled his eyes, leaning down to kiss you. your teeth pulled at his bottom lip as his hand moved from your neck to cradle the side of your face.

“i can’t believe i get you all to myself for a whole week,” you exhaled as max left a trail of kisses down the side of your neck, leaving soft love bites behind.

“i hope you don’t like walking-“ you interrupted him with another kiss, and you could feel him smirking against your lips. your phone began to ring in your bag, and you sighed heavily. “don’t answer that,” max whispered next to your ear, his hands trailing down your sides to pull you hips upward against his.

“what if it’s important?” you asked, letting out a moan as he rutted his hips against yours.

“it can wait,” he growled, and his fingers began undoing your pants.

“max…”

“tell me if you want me to stop,” his voice sent a shiver down your spine as he slid your pants down, biting down on the skin below your jaw.

“fuck- please max,” you begged, unable to think straight.

“please what, baby?” he asked as his hand disappeared into your underwear.

“don’t stop.” max smiled before kissing you roughly, as your phone stopped ringing.

•••

you were peacefully face down in max’s bed, the soft blankets the only thing covering your body as you lay there, waking up from a nap after max had given you a very… thorough.. tour of his house. your eyes fluttered open at the sound of max getting out of the shower, the bathroom door opening with a soft click, and you looked up to see him, only his lower half dressed as he walked over to you. max leaned down and gently kissed the side of your head, and you smiled, waking up fully and rolling over to sit up against the headboard.

“hey sleepyhead, late night?” max teased, and you looked over at the clock that read 11:23 am, meaning you had only been asleep for about an hour, having fallen asleep after you and max had spent the entire morning breaking in his new mattress so to speak.

“shut up, don’t tease me when it’s your fault,” you pouted, pulling the blanket up higher. max laughed, raising his hands in mock innocence, kissing you sweetly on the lips.

“i’m sorry baby. you feel okay?” he asked sincerely, and you nodded.

“yeah, i’m great,” you smiled. “are you okay?”

“yeah baby i’m okay,” he smiled, kissing your forehead and then your lips again. “by the way, your phone has been going off for like an hour.”

you sighed, and max handed you one of his tshirts to wear as you got out of bed. max smiled to himself at the way your legs wobbled slightly as you walked, but didn’t mention it, deciding he had teased you enough. you walked over to your suitcase and dressed the rest of your body in your underwear and some shorts, before digging you phone out of your bag and checking the many notifications you had missed. there was about 20 text messages from your mom, a few from adam, and about 12 missed calls between the two of them. the ones from your mom were asking where you were, with increasing concern; you gathered that adam hadn’t told her you weren’t coming. reading through the ones he had sent confirmed your suspicion. you sighed, but clicked on your moms contact and put the phone to your ear, listening to it ring until she answered.

“y/n! sweetie i’ve been calling you! did you get my texts? why aren’t you home for the break?” she asked, concern in her voice.

“relax mom,” you laughed. “i’m sorry, adam was supposed to let you know i wouldn’t be there this time. i’m sorry to worry you,” you lied, only feeling a little guilty about throwing your brother under the bus.

“oh - he said he thought you were coming. i’ll have to talk to him,” she said. “anyways, what’s keeping you away? is there a boy?” she asked in a playful tone, and you smiled, looking over at max who was on the other side of the room, scrolling through his phone, paying no attention.

“yeah, actually - there is.”

“that’s great honey! are you spending your vacation together?” she asked.

“yeah, i’m actually with him at his house for a few days,” you explained. you knew she didn’t watch the show every week, but still hoped she didn’t ask too many questions about max. his reputation, at least in regards to the character he portrayed, wasn’t the best and would definitely concern your mother; nevermind the fact that him and adam were friends. thankfully, she didn’t ask for too many details.

“well i’m sad we won’t be seeing you, but i hope you’re having fun sweetie! be safe, and if something happens and you need to come home you’re always welcome.” you felt a pang in your heart, missing home and your family.

“thanks mom. i love you, and i promise next time i have time off i’ll be there.”

“i love you too, honey. me and your dad will see you then. maybe you can bring this boy of yours next time.” you smiled, glancing over at max again who looked up at your and sent you a wink, and you laughed softly.

“we’ll see mom. i’ll talk to you later okay?”

“bye sweetie,” she replied before you hung up. you considered calling adam as well, but decided you didn’t want to speak to him, sending him a text instead.

‘talked to mom. she’s happy for me.’

you put your phone back in your bag without waiting for a reply, and walked (still with some difficulty) over to max, who looked up at you from the chair he was sitting in.

“all good? your family’s not gonna send the cops here to arrest me for kidnapping you?” he asked, and you sat down in his lap, and his arms wrapped around your waist immediately.

“no i think you’re safe for now. unless adam calls them,” you joked. “my mom wants me to bring you home, so i think she’s on our side. i didn’t exactly tell her who you are though.”

“what can i say, moms love me.” you slapped his chest gently as you both laughed. “she’s doesn’t need to know all the little details just yet.”

“agreed. i just hope adam calms down about it. i hate that i’ve come in between you guys.”

“i know baby. he’ll get over it,” max said, kissing your cheek.

“i hope so,” you sighed. “enough about my family drama. what’s the plan for today?”

“hmmm i think we can do whatever we want,” max said, kissing your neck softly.

“i like the sound of that. i need to shower first though,” you giggled as his kissed tickled your skin. max let go of you, allowing you to stand up and walk to the bathroom. you turned the water on, before peeking back out into the bedroom.

“you coming?” you smirked, and max threw his phone aside and hurried over to join you, and you smiled. things may not be perfect, but you were happier than you had been in a long time, and as long as you and max had eachother, you knew you would be fine.

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kittonik · 10 months

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Ours.

Look at these two machines bro

★ Pairings: cody rhodes x fem!reader, mjf x fem!reader (this is a oneshot but could turn into a full poly fanfic if i ever get the motivation to do so)

★ Warnings: swearing, smut, haven’t read over, angry cody grr, quickish writing of smut cos idk how to do shit in detail

★ Word count: 2161

Cody was going to do it. He was going to finally confess his feelings towards you. He had your favourite flowers in hand, feeling as confident as ever. You had been the perfect pair recently with random selected mixed tag teams tournament, and just the instant connection you two had outside of work.

He got to the door of your locker room and heard laughter coming from inside. One was obviously you but the other it was...

Oh, of course it was him..

Maxwell fucking Jacob Friedman.

Cody’s good mood dimmed he was going to lose you, if not already lost to that big dumb idiot. He didn’t really think of MJF this way, they were actually pretty great buds. The wave over jealously just quickly took over. He leaned in closer to try and hear what they were saying, but in the process he knocked his head on the door, causing Y/N and MJF to jump a bit before Y/N called out “It’s unlocked come in!!”

Cody quickly threw the flowers to the side trying to hide them, he didn’t want to walk in there with flowers if there was something going on between you two and MJF makes a fool out of Cody. Cody hesitantly open the door and walked in, putting on his best fake charming smile ever.

“Hey Y/N! … Maxwell” Cody said slyly. “Y/n I was wondering if you would like to go out for dinner after the show is finished?” He asked casually, trying not to pay attention to MJF staring deeply into his soul.

Y/N sighed. “Cody i’d love to but,” she looked to Maxwell briefly before turning back to Cody, “i’ve already got some plans.”

MJF smirked and Y/N slightly hit him.

“Oh. Oh yeah that’s fine. It was just a little offer you know, I know you’re a busy person. I’ll catch you around later, you too MJF.” Cody backed to the door closing it quickly and kicking the flowers he had dropped earlier.

“Fuck, you stupid fucking idiot fuck.” He said under his breath in an angry tone. He wanted you so fucking bad but he lost you to that clown. That ugly loud talking clown with a shit show of a fake tan.

He stormed out of the building, everyone looking in his direction, Kenny Omega chased after Cody briefly saying “Hey man you all good? what happened?” But Cody left him in the dust and Kenny easily gave up. Angry Cody was not someone to annoying any further. Heading towards his car, everything was so overwhelming, stressful, he felt like he was going to cry. He wanted the dream girl, but unfortunately his luck wasn’t on his side today.

Cody got in his car, throwing himself in angrily and started driving to his hotel. ‘I hate that stupid mother fucker.’ He mumbled under his breath.

He arrived at his hotel room. He slammed the door shut, taking off his jacket and tossing it to the side.

Reaching into his pocket, pulling out one of your flowers he was going to give you earlier. ‘Can’t believe I was going to give these to her, she probably thinks a gift of flowers would be pathetic.’

He crumpled the flower up and tossed it across the room. Leaving a stain on the wall he threw it at.

He walked over to the fridge to get out a beer, yeah alone drinking was pretty fucking sad but he didn’t care he had to suppress the emotions.

Grabbing the bottle he walked over to the couch, sinking down into it and looking at the TV screen. All this pent up anger and frustration over the past few hours, he thought maybe a drink or three could make him feel better.

Grabbing the can of beer in hand he took a long swig from it, then suddenly a phone rang he picked it up without even looking to see who was calling him.

“Hello?” he said gruffly.

“Hey it’s me! I heard you left the building pretty quick, I’m a bit worried, are you at the hotel?” Y/N asked. “Yeah just now” He answered with no emotion. Y/N ignored his tone and said “I’m coming right now, MJF too.”

Cody remained silent. She kept the phone on, expecting conversation, since she loved her and Cody’s chats. but he said noting the whole time and listened to her and Maxwell make tiny pathetic conversation as she drove over. “I’m almost here, i’ll knock twice and you have five seconds to let me in.” She jokingly said as she hung up the phone.

Cody sighed, turning off the TV and sat there on the couch feeling lonely, miserable, and useless. He thoughts started to wonder. The many amounts of alcohol getting to his brain. What would you be like in bed. What would MJF be like. Has you and Max already had sex. Did you give MJF the best blowjob of his life. Could Cody be able to experience that one day, hope in the near future. Have you got kinks, Cody sure as hell did, and just by looking at Max you could tell he does too.

Would you let Cody tie you up, and dominate you in every way possible? Would you allow him to spank your ass until you cried for more? Would you allow him and MJF to absolutely destroy the fuck out of you.

Cody finished his beer and threw it away, peeping down at his newly formed boner. “Fuck” he groaned.

He pulled his pants down a little so that he could access to his erection and stroke it slowly. He reached over to the table and grabbed another beer can, slamming it down onto the counter. Grabbing his dick again, wrapping his fingers around it, completely forgetting that you and MJF were going to appear at his hotel door in any minute. He breathed out a shuttered breath and imagined you, he needed you, your name came out of his mouth in whispers. He imagined your tight pussy clenching down on his dick and every thrust, he was right in the moment when he was interrupted by banging on his door.

Banging on his door harder and harder. “CMON CODY MANN” MJF practically yelled. “YEAHH We want to go clubbing it’s been a long day!!” You half sung. Cody stopped what he was doing, and just stared at the door running to the bathroom to quickly finish. That’s when MJF busted through the door yelling “HELLO! Oh shit, bro your whole dick is out. Shit it might even be bigger than mine.”

Cody was so out of it he just stared at Maxwell, not giving a shit about the situation.

Y/N stumbled in the room, “Max you can’t just break a door like that what the he-“ You stared at Cody your eyes slowly drifted down and landed on the holy penis. You blushed and looked away. “Sorry Codes- didn’t know you were busy…”

Cody finally covered up, looking between MJF and you, he smiled. The alcohol making him feel oddly confident

“Are you two a thing? Because I was going to ask pretty little Y/N out today but I stumbled upon this- this- little fucking thing going on. So I stormed out to my car drove here, thought about some pretty hot things, and since i’m still hard I’d like to finish off the fucking job alright?” Cody walked towards the bedroom not looking back. It was a need, it was normal.

“No Cody we aren’t a thing,” you called after him. “I was actually talking to Max for ideas on how I was going to ask you out.” You said shyly.

Cody slowly turned and you gave him a smile and Max nodded.

Cody looked like a puppy, his eyes gleamed with hope, but they tuned, turned to lust.

“You asking me out doesn’t solve the erection problem though, does it sweetheart?”

Cody looked to MJF and smirked and nodded his head to your. Max smirked back and licked his lips, his hand graced your back and pushed you into the bedroom with Cody.

Shit. You were going to have a threesome with the 2 most arguably hottest people you know and it got you so unbelievably wet. MJF shut the door behind you. and walked beside Cody.

You stood in front of them, Cody’s cock waving at you from his boxers, it’s tip dark red, with veins, big enough to put your thumb through if you wanted to. He let out a needy grunt as you reached out and started stroking him. It grew to full mast instantly again. MJF stepped up behind you removing your clothes and started to play with your breasts, rolling the nipples, and sucking your neck, leading to you letting out a soft moan, which could get anyone hard instantly.

You looked to MJF, who had removed his shirt and pants, revealing his thick uncut dick, that is only slightly darker than Cody’s, even with his pubic hair that covered it, it’s thickness was visible when it was standing straight up. He smiled as you pulled Cody into you and slid onto his cock. As he entered your body, you moaned louder and started riding him harder, Cody moaned as well.

Then MJF wrapped his arms around your waist and began to thrust into you as well, both of their cocks sliding easily into your tight pussy, stretching you until you start crying out. You couldn’t take anymore, MJF slammed into you , pulling out and ramming himself back inside of you, over and over until you could feel yourself nearing your orgasm, while Cody was maintaining his quick pace, you moaned loudly and leaned forward onto Cody’s chest and began humping him faster.

Cody’s and Max’s hands were roaming all over your body, their mouths sucking at any place they could. You were a moaning mess and you couldn’t help it. It was better than you ever expected.

“Oh god y/n, I need to cum inside of you” Cody whispered in your ear. “Me too, fuck you’re so perfect, you’re ours” MJF groaned. Cody hummed in agreement. “We should do some sort of baby roulette, both cum, get her preggo, see who the child is.” MJF suggested becoming breathless. Your teary eyes opened wide, so fucking weird, but it surprisingly turned you on more.

You’ve never felt this way before, it felt good. You looked to MJF then Cody, they both had such huge smiles on their faces both thinking about the baby idea going through the pros and cons. They fucked you until you came twice, your walls clenched around their cocks, their moans were matching each other’s and they eventually came as well. You laid on top of Cody’s chest, as MJF was laying on top of you partially squished you, but you didn’t mind you felt safe both of them panting as they held you close.

“Wow, guys,” you exhaled. “That was intense. You guys really are amazing.” MJF laughed and nodded his head. “Yeah.” Cody agreed planting a big loving kiss on your forehead, MJF doing the same on the back of your head.

It was nice and warm laying in between the two guys, but eventually MJF got up and you groaned at the loss of warmth and snuggled deeper into Cody while he rubbed circles around your back.

MJF got a towel and started cleaning the mess you guys had created, you looked up and smiled, him smiling back.

“So about the baby roulette thing..” He said proudly, but you just shooted daggers at him. Cody was kissing your neck, but you could feel him smirking.

“Ok, haha, plan b it is, I will get it for you beauty” MJF awkwardly laughed.

“It’s okay, I’ll get it.” You got up off of Cody, but that was a mistake as you plummeted to the ground groaning in pain. “Second thought, yeah you go get it.” The boys laughed, and you let out a small giggled but quickly stopped.

“FUCK I HAVE A MATCH TOMORROW GUYS.” The boys kept on laughing. “ITS NOT FUCKING FUNNY YOU CUNTS, SHIT.”

Cody picked you up and placed you on the bed. Both boys sitting on either side of you, both laying a hand onto your thighs, and rubbing up and down coming extremely close to your area.

“Don’t worry sweet, we’re all calling in sick tomorrow.” Cody winked to you, and MJF slowly lifted his hand up from your thigh, grazing his hand ever so slightly over your pussy making you jump a little.

What the fuck have I gotten into.

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 8 months

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Can you write about being married to MJF?

Being Married to the Devil: Headcannons

Gif from: mjfdaily

Word count: 423

Main Masterlist MJF MASTERLIST

When you and Max got married it was a small wedding with family and your closet friends in AEW. You two were known for hating each other in the ring but what the fans didn’t know was that the two of you had been actually dating and are married in real life.

Being married to Max at times was difficult, having to hide your relationship was always hard but now being married was nearly impossible.

You would think that being married to Maxwell Jacob Friedman would be horrendous but it was quite the opposite.

Believe it or not it was a dream come true, at times hiding your relationship added a thrill factor to it.

Sneaking around together backstage, making out in storage closets hoping not to get caught.

Max was a romantic despite him acting like a scumbag.

He would plan romantic getaways in discrete small towns that were gorgeous. Spoiling you in expensive champagne and gifts.

You and Max had been sworn enemies since the creation of AEW so whenever you had to go out and yell at each other on live TV, it got a bit harder to hide the fact that you didn’t actually hate each other. But after the show was over you would go back to your shared hotel room and make the most beautiful love. It was sweet, loving, caring. Everything opposite of what you made others believe. Telling eachother how much you love them and reminding them that the words exchanged earlier meant nothing.

Whenever the two of you had a week at home you would spend time baking, cuddling, and exchanging acts of service to the other. Not to mention playing with Piper.

Being married to Max allowed him to open up to you in a way he never has to anyone. Many nights were spent comforting the other, the both of you having your fair share of issues despite acting like you were perfect. Crying in eachothers arms, exhausted from a business that was so draining.

Even though nights like that were exhausting and draining on both parties it made you appreciate the other. You were soulmates, the perfect way. He fit you better than your favorite sweater and you would love him till the end of time, even if that was a million years.

Many people didn’t get your relationship and probably would never but it didn’t matter to you, you were happy together and that was all that mattered. He was the Devil in your heart and you were his Angel.

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smartycvnt · 2 years

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the price is right

pairing: mjf x reader

prompt: 70. "you take it like a whore, is that how you'd like me to treat you? i could call up a few people who've got money. How about it, baby, wanna see how much you're worth?"

warnings: smut, degredation, oral (m receiving)

"I hate you," you said as Max pushed you onto your knees. He was smirking down at you, not that you bothered to look up to check. The fact that you weren't fighting against him meant that your body craved him more than you claimed to hate him. He was too good of a fuck for you to just let be, and you had practically screamed it at him.

"Well, you can think about how much you hate me while you're swallowing my cum later," Max said as he unbuckled his pants. You could see the bulge in his dress pants, it had been evident since before the two of you had snuck off together. You wanted to tease him about how easy it was to turn him on, but you knew that by the time he got around to wanting to fuck you, you wouldn't have any leeway to make such comments.

"Just shut up and maybe you won't ruin everything again," you told him. Max scoffed at that, muttering something about a sewer rat under his breath. The jab didn't hurt you; it was just how Max liked to talk. He would throw out the nastiest comments and insults while he fucked you without fail every single time. You weren't sure that you had hooked up with Max before without him calling you a 'rat' 'slut' or 'whore' at least once.

Max slowly slid himself into your mouth before placing his hands on the back of your head. Without warning, although you knew it was coming, he thrust himself to the back of your throat. Max pulled himself out of your mouth almost completely before thrusting harshly back in. You let him have him fun for a couple of moments before placing your forearm against his thigh to force some separation in there.

"What's wrong? Can't take my cock. Maybe you've been fucking too many of the smaller guys here. Fucking ring rat," Max chastised as he pulled you up off your knees. You wanted to slap him for what he was insinuating, but you also didn't want to risk him doing something to get back at you. Max wasn't above leaving his mark on you in the form of a stain on your skirt or a very obvious tear in your shirt. "Spread those legs for me, just like you did last time. It should be second nature by now, fucking whore."

You placed your hand on Max's shoulders and wrapped one leg around his waist. He made a show of putting a condom on, claiming that he didn't want to catch anything, despite him being the only guy you'd been sleeping with for the past five months or so. Max had tried to claim he was still "making the rounds" but you knew differently. Max wouldn't be so eager to be with you if he had someone better to fuck with instead.

"Goddamn," Max moaned as he tossed his head back. You forced him to look at you instead, pressing your forehead against his as he fucked you. Max was more vocal about everything than you were, moaning loudly while you bit your keep to keep quiet. "You take it like a whore, is that how you'd like me to treat you? I could call up a few people who've got money. How about it, baby, wanna see how much you're worth?"

Your stomach did flips at the term of endearment that came from his lips. It distracted you from the fact that he had brought up the idea of bringing in others to fuck you. He wouldn't, even if he could make a fortune off of you. Max didn't like sharing, and god forbid you put on more of a show enjoying it than you did with him alone. Max's words about pimping you out meant nothing, so you didn't feel the need to dwell and react to them. However, that didn't mean you wouldn't take the opportunity to piss him off a little.

"Get me Wardlow, he's already fucked you," you teased. Max grit his teeth as he slammed his hips up into you. "And from what I hear, you aren't anywhere near as impressive where it counts."

"If I hear he's laid a finger on you, I'll kick his ass and never touch you again," Max threatened. You didn't doubt he'd kick Wardlow's ass, or attempt to, but you knew the last part of that threat was empty. Still, you ran your fingers through his hair and pressed your lips to his to calm him down.

"Down boy," you said as Max's hips began to stutter. He didn't bother acting bashful as he started to lean back against the wall for support. You climbed off of him and turned to the mirror as you fixed your appearance. You started walking towards the door when Max grabbed your wrist to stop you.

"I'm serious, do whatever you want, but don't go to him." You stared at him for a moment before realizing that Max was pleading with you.

"I won't. He couldn't afford me anyways, you barely can."

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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Day 17 🎃 Licking & Pegging

MJF x f/reader (18+)

Requested by @xangelonmyshoulderx

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Male getting pegged. Licking his sexy ass body. NSFW under the cut

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

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

I hope you like it.

MJF's POV

I was on my hands and knees on the hotel bed. I felt like my whole body was shaking at the thought of what the hell is going to happen.

But I knew this what YN has wanted to do for a long time and she has done everything I have wanted to do in bed.

I could do this one thing right?

I mean I knew for weeks this was going to happen. We even went to a sex shop and I helped her pick out the one I was least nervous about.

But the more I thought about it, the more nervous I became at the thought of having that in my ass.

I jumped slightly when I felt her hand on my back. "Shhh, it is okay Max. Nothing is going to happen to you. I promise you will like this. You know I do."

Just the thought of me fucking her ass had me twitching.

"Lay on your back baby. Let me help you relax." I did as she asked. YN had me holding my legs up a bit. "Come closer to the edge. Yeah just like that Max."

A loud groan left my lips when I felt her lips start kissing up and down my cock. Her hands rubbing my thighs.

I closed my eyes once I felt her take me fully down her throat and I wanted nothing more than to fuck her pretty mouth, but just as I was about to move my hands, she pulled away and started to lick my abs.

I looked down and couldn of cum from the look she was giving me alone. My breathing picked up as she slowly licked her way down once more towards my cock, but she didn't stop.

I moaned her name when I felt her tongue on my balls and started to lick and play with them. "Shit YN."

I was so wrapped up with what she was doing with her tongue, I didn't hear the click of the bottle or her movements.

I jumped when I felt two of her fingers at my hole. "What are you doing?"

"Gotta stretch you out baby. Come on relax. You know you have to relax."

I did my best to relax but I couldn't help but tense up here and there. The moment her fingers broke though the ring I groaned...loudly.

My breathing was laboured as she took her time stretching me out. Making sure I am good and ready for her.

"I think it is time." YN said as she pulled her fingers out of me. I watched as she put as much lube as she could on the strap on.

My body was tense when I felt it at the entrance, but I remembered to relax. If YN can take my cock up her ass, I can take this up mine.

My face immediately scrunched up when she pushed in. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. I didn't tell her to stop though.

"Doing so well for me Max. Just let me know when I can move."

I groaned when she bottomed out but she didn't move. She waited and waited but she didn't move until I whimpered out okay.

Her pace was slow at first. I knew she was watching my reaction this whole time, but the moment I groaned out for her to go faster, it was like a switch was turned on.

She was pounded me into the mattress and I could only squeal and moan her name. I cried out when she placed my legs over her shoulders and fucked me even harder.

"Touch yourself." She growled out and I was quick to wrap my hands around my leaking cock.

"Oh my God, oh my God." Was the only thing leaving my mouth before I shouted out her name as I came all over chest and got some on my face.

I groaned when YN pulled out of me and I watched through half lidded eyes as she licked up my cum from my stomach, chest and even my face.

I brought my fingers to her mouth and she was quick to clean them.

"Mmm, I told you it wouldn't be that bad."

"Doesn't mean it will happen all the time YN." I said as I was trying to catch my breathing.

"Sure Max. Whatever you say baby."

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