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axelsagewrites · 4 months

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Robb Stark*Cant Catch a Break

Pairing: robb x f!reader

Word count: 1223

Warnings: making out, sneaking around, almost oral, handjob, getting caught, slight begging, teasing, horny desperate robb, angry mother

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a/n: i promise i'll have some requests up soon i just am struggling with one of them the now so its taking me a bit plus christmas etc but enjoy some horny robb i wrote at 2 am

Ned and Catelyn had intrusted their eldest with the most important task ever. Babysitting the kids. As Robb waved goodbye to them as they drove out the driveway your headlights switched on a street back when you got the ‘they’re gone’ text. Hey, you had to seize the opportunity.

“Hey,” Robb grinned as he opened the door, deliberately leaning on the frame to show off his arms not that you were complaining.

“Hi,” you grinned back as you leaned up to kiss your boyfriend, ignoring the loud ew Arya gave as she walked past, “Do I not get to come in?” you pouted.

“I suppose you can,”

“Oh, you do?”

“Yeah,”

“On what conditions?”

“A kiss,”

“How about more than a kiss?” you teased as you kissed him again.

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” he mumbled against your lips.

“Whereas I’m going to kill myself if you two don’t get a room,” Jon grumbled as he walked down the stairs as Robb finally let you cross the threshold.

“Good idea Jon,” Robb smiled obnoxiously as he grabbed your hand, “You know where to find me. Now forget,” he said as he pulled you along up the stairs with him.

“Hey, you’re supposed to be babysitting!” Jon yelled.

“We’re not babies!” you heard Rickon yelling in the background as Robb pulled you into his room.

Usually in his snaps or video calls it was a mess but today it looked passable, “Oh you cleaned for me, how sweet,” you smiled as he closed the door, pushing your back against it as his lips dangled just above yours.

“What can I say? I’m a gentleman,”

You laughed as your hand snaked up to the back of his neck, “Its just a shame I don’t plan on acting very lady like,”

Usually, you loved Robbs siblings but if one more knocked on the goddamn door you may just combust. Sansa had come complaining about Arya hogging the tv which meant Arya then came to complain about Sansa being an ‘air head’ for watching reality tv which resulted in Robb going down to tell Jon to deal with it. Jon however had also been up about four times to ask dumb questions like where the batteries were or if you wanted any pizza put on or any other excuse, he could muster to ruins Robbs evening with a shit eating grin.

“Where were we?” Robb asked as he all but slammed the door after helping Jon figure out the oven.

He crossed the room to where you sat on the edge of his bed. His lips quickly found yours as he moved you to lay down on his bed. “This is better,” he teased as his lips moved to your jaw, kissing down your neck as his soft hands slipped under the thin fabric of your top which he’d tried to get off at least three times already.

As his hands cupped your tits, squeezing slightly making him groan against your skin there was a soft knock on the door. Robb groaned so pathetically you wondered if he’d cry, “What?” he called.

However, Rickon took this as come in which he did making Robb quickly shoot up to be kneeling over you as you fixed your top as Rickon pouted, “Its bedtime,”

“Goodnight little man. Close the door on your way out,”

“But story time,”

“Get Jon to do it,”

“But you always do it,”

“So, it’s his turn,”

“but you’re better at it,” Rickon whined, stamping his four-year-old foot with a pouted lip.

You sighed as you looked to Robb, “Cmon how long can it take?” you whispered.

Robb sighed as he looked down at you, “But we were gonna…you know,” your head turned to Rickon then back to Robb and the look you gave him was enough, “Okay fine, c’mon Rickie,”

“What were you doing on top of her?” Rickon asked as he padded out the room, Robb quickly behind him to tell him never to repeat what he saw with the promise of candy.

You were straddling his lap as his head rested against the headboard. you had finally ditched the t-shirt leaving you in a cute bra and skirt as you grinded against Robb’s painfully hard bulge through his strained sweatpants. Thankfully the sweatpants were the only thing left on him. His hands had moved under your skirt, grabbing your ass as you tugged on his curls making him moan into your mouth.

Your lips moved to his jaw, kissing down his neck, “What are you doing?” he half groaned as your hands roamed his abs as your lips moved to his chest, kissing all the way down his torso.

“Can’t say you haven’t earned it,” you grinned, shuffling back as your hand moved to palm him over the fabric of his trousers making his head roll back, “Unless you want me to stop,” you teased.

“Dear god don’t stop,” he groaned as your hands toyed with the hem of his waist band. “You wanna hear me beg? is that it?” he asked, his desperate eyes searching your teasing ones.

“Maybe, could be kinda hot,” you teased as your hand slipped under the fabric to take hold of his hard on making him moan softly. Your hand wrapped around it, stroking it softly, “I like it when you’re all desperate,”

“Fuck please baby. I really am desperate, so fucking desperate please,” he said as your hand sped up slightly.

You grinned as you leaned down, moving the fabric away painfully slow to reveal his hard cock already wet with precum. You leaned down to place a kiss to his tip, Robbs hand moving to rest on the back of your head as your tongue poked out to lick it when suddenly the door slammed open, banging off the wall as laughter rang out.

You shot up as Robb quickly pulled up his sweats and jumped out of bed, accidentally pushing you on your back in the process, “Bran I’m gonna fucking kill you!” Robb screamed as he chased his cackling brother down the hall as you scrambled to pull your top back on and run after him to stop murder.

As Bran bolted down the stairs, Robb soon after him, and you just reaching the top of the stairs the front door swung open to reveal a once happy looking Ned and Catelyn. Their faces first turned to shock as Bran ran into his mothers’ arms still grinning like a Cheshire Cat then to confusion, then you felt Catelyn’s eyes fall on you and then quickly turn to Robb in anger.

Meanwhile Ned put the pieces together slightly slower before muttering “poor kid,” under his breath as you quickly rushed down the stairs.

“I’m just gonna-“you said, pointing to the door which you were soon heading out of, “yeah. Bye Robb, bye guys,” Cat watched you leave with a fury and Ned with a sorry glance.

“Wait but-“ Robb said, trying to reach out but you gave him a sorry look as you left the house, hearing him sigh and go, “Aw man!” he said before muttering, “I can’t Catch a fucking break,” making Cat cross her arms and Robbs life suddenly flash before his eyes. One thing was for sure though. He was going to kill his brother.

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wanderingdarlingblog · 2 years

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HOOK smoot?

Umm...yes absolutely without a doubt I gotchu-

Every Dog Has Its Day

Pairing: Hook x Fem!reader

Summary: Hook is fed up with the way his best friend has been treated by Ricky Starks.

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: SMUT 18+ (minors dni), cursing, p in v sex, oral (m and f receiving), got caught?, one (1) spank, hair pulling, Rick being a bit of a douche, possessive!Hook, maybe a little OOC Hook, unprotected sex!! (Wrap before you tap, be safe out there), creampie. If I missed anything, let me know.

A/N: Good morning my loves!! My first request! Okay this may be a little OOC for Hook, I tried my best but feedback is always appreciated. Sorry this was delayed so long, I got to a point where I had to rewrite it because I kinda hated the first final product. Hopefully you guys like this draft, I like it a lot more than the first one. I wasn't sure for a while what to write for this but then when I heard he was FTW Champ? Boom...

-WD

You watched with bated breath as Danhausen rolled Ricky into a pin, but quickly kicked out.

"Fuck..."

"How's he doin'?" Hook snuck up behind you, making you jump.

"Jesus, Hook," You laughed before turning back to the television. "I mean he's doin' alright? He's doing a lot better than I thought he would, he's holding his own-"

Boom! Ricky hits Danhausen with a spear, making you both cringe.

"Ooo..." Hook hissed as he hovered behind you. "1...2..."

"And it's over." You sighed, disappointment etched in your expression. "That wasn't even two minutes..."

"Did you want Danhausen to win?" Hook smiled down at you with a teasing squeeze of your shoulder, which you shook off and rolled your eyes.

"I just want someone to shut Ricky Starks up." You chuckled and rolled your eyes.

Hook slinked his hoodie-clad arm around your shoulder and nodded.

"Alright, I'm just giving you a hard time." Hook shrugged as he looked down and examined you. "Loving the new gear by the way."

"Yeah, yeah..." You muttered as you leaned your back against his chest and glanced up with a teasing glint in your eye. "You just like it because my ass is pratically hanging out of it."

"No, you look good in blue," Hook nodded while a hint of a smile creeped onto his face. "You're butt does look good though"

"Shut up!" You smacked his chest, making him chuckle. "You're so annoying."

"Hey, you asked." Hook threw up his hands in surrender.

You and Hook had been friends for a while now. Your dad's were friends, you came up in the same circles and you both started training around the same time. Now, you were both on the fast track to becoming two rising stars of the company. He was one of your good friends and you two were always spotted backstage, sharing hushed words and quiet laughs.

While Hook was known as a man of few words, around you he was more like a man of a few words. He never wasted an opportunity to pick on you and you two were always plotting some sort of mischief, being the two youngest on the roster.

Unfortunately for the both of you, Ricky Starks has been giving you some unwanted attention recently, letting his attraction to you be more than obvious. You had never gotten along with Ricky. You found him grating and egotistical, and you let him know at every chance you got. And yet, he still attempted to make moves on you (which you reject completely). The last thing you wanted was another win under his belt, he did not need to have his ego inflated any more than it was. You felt terrible because you know how close Hook and Ricky are, both of them being apart of Team Taz, but you could not look past the way you had been treated by him.

"I really wanted him to lose." You said in a voice low enough for Hook's ears only. "I want to watch his stupid face when he finally takes a loss."

"Easy, killer." Hook said slowly as he moved to stand fully behind you and started to rub your shoulders, pretending to prepare you for a fight. "Every dog has its day."

"Look, I know you guys are friends, I'm sorry-" You tried to backpedal but Hook shook his head.

"Don't you say sorry, he treats you like shit. Someone should've put him in his place a long time ago, I should be saying sorry to you." Hook went from lightly rubbing your shoulders to pressing careful pressure with the pads of his thumbs into your tense back muscles. "You're really tight, what's up?"

"I'm stressed." You huffed with a small frown as you watched Ricky get to his feet and grab a mic. "Didn't sleep very well last night either-"

"Very nice, very evil," Ricky labored over the mic. "But you're not absolute."

You groaned and pulled away from Hook's touch.

"I can't listen to this. Let me know when he's done." You started to walk away, but Ricky's next sentence pricked up your ears.

"And just like last week, I still got a little left in the tank. So let's bring out another challenge, and now for real this time." Ricky huffed and puffed and grabbed at his neck as he spoke.

Hook tensed for a moment, before he turned to face you. He haphazardly grabbed at his hoodie, took it off and handed it to you, leaving him in nothing but his boots and shorts.

"Hold this for me." He said before he turned to head to the curtain.

"What are you doing?!" You called after him as you followed in close pursuit.

"Shutting him up." He threw a wink over his shoulder before he flagged down a technician. "Play my music!"

"Oh, my god." Your heart started racing as you ran back to the television. "Shit, shit, shit..."

Hook's music hit and you heard the crowd pop. Hook marched out there with the most determined look on his face that you have seen in a while.

You threw on his hoodie quickly so you did not miss a second of this moment, eyes glued to the television unblinking.

"Is that Hook?" Austin Gunn approached you from behind and joined you at the monitor.

You just nodded as you brought a hand to your lips, not daring to move as the match started and more people gathered to watch the spectacle.

The first minute of the match proved they were a pretty even match with counters left and right, everyone was on edge. But when Hook got hit with a spear, everyone groaned.

"C'mon, Hook." You whispered as you watched him roll on the ground in pain. "Get up."

Ricky grabbed Hook and set him up for a roshambo, but Hook countered into the Redrum. The locker room went nuts, and so did the fans.

"Holy shit!" You gasped as you grabbed the closest person's arm, which happened to be Austin's. "Holy shit! C'mon Hook!"

Ricky tried to roll out of it, but Hook held on tight. When Ricky tapped out, you started jumping up and down and cheering. You stared wide eyed at the screen with your hands cupped over your mouth.

When he finally came backstage, Hook wore the biggest smile as he approached the crowd of people waiting to congratulate him, including you.

When he reached you, he held up the belt and smirked.

"That wasn't even two minutes." He mocked your words from earlier, which made you shake your head and grin ear to ear.

With the title still in his hands, he wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisted you into the air and spun you around a couple times. You yelped at the new height and laughed.

"Put me down!" You giggled.

"Does that count as shutting Ricky Starks up?" Hook asked with a very serious look on his face.

"Yes." You nodded, looking down at him while he still held you in the air.

"Did you see his face? Are you satisfied?" Hook's features scrunched as he squeezed you, making you laugh and throw your head back in mock annoyance.

"Yes!" You giggled at his ridiculousness. "Yes, I watched the whole thing, his face was priceless."

"Good." Hook chuckled as he dropped you back to your feet. Without letting you go, he gave you a once over and a smirk. "You're wearing my hoodie."

"Huh?" You looked down at the article of clothing and moved to take it off. "Oh, right. Here, sorry."

"No, no," Hook smirked and grabbed your hand to stop your movements. "You look better in it."

"Stop, now you're just being cheesy." you rolled your eyes, but could not stop the smile or blush.

You pulled away and started the short walk back to the locker rooms. Hook joined you at your side and bumped your shoulder.

"I'm just being honest." Hook smiled with a little glint in his eye. "You should wear my clothes more often, maybe Ricky will leave you alone after that."

"If only it were that easy." You smiled shook your head.

Silence fell over you two as they approached the door to your dressing room. When you turned to look back at Hook, his expression was sullen

"It could be." His brows creased, looking almost upset

"Hook..." Your smile fell and your heart sunk.

"Y/N..." He took ahold of your hand and squeezed it.

Of course you had harbored feelings for him since you met, but you always held back out of fear that he did not feel the same and you would ruin the friendship. You cherished your relationship you had and everything about him, from his cold outer shell to his playful jabs.

"Let me prove it to you." He threw the title up on his shoulder as he stared at you thoughtfully. "Come out and celebrate with me tonight, I'll show you how good we could be."

"Hook, I don't need tonight to prove that you would treat me well, I know you would. You already do." You crossed your arms and took a deep breath as you felt anxiety start to spark in your gut. You opened the door behind you and sighed as you entered your dressing room. "I just-"

"Then what's stopping you?" Hook laughed a little as he spoke. He followed you into the room, closed the door behind him and pulled you back into his arms. "Give me a reason."

You felt a shiver go up your spine when his hand made contact with the small of your back and gently pulled you flush to his front.

"I..." You tried to think of something to say, but they were all words without a leg to stand on.

"Just give me a reason and I'll stop." Hook whispered as he tucked a stray hair behind you ear. His hand slid behind your ear and cupped your jaw, his thumb gliding against your cheek adoringly. "Say the word."

"I don't want to ruin our friendship..." You blurted out quietly, color quickly dusting your cheeks.

"What if I wanted more than a friendship with you? What if I wanted to take you out?" Hook's head tilted to the side slightly, his hair flopping with it. He was still holding your face in his calloused hand.

"You want a relationship?" Your voice was small out of shock, which made Hook chuckled and nod.

"Since we met in training, but I just assumed you didn't feel the sa-" Hook's sentence was cut off by you grabbing his cheeks and pressing a soft peck to his lips.

He just stared at you for a moment, unblinking. Then he leaned forward and captured your lips in a kiss that left you breathless for a moment. Your stomach did a flip when you felt his lips curl into a smile against your mouth.

"So that's a yes?" He murmured, noses bumping against each other.

You nodded, a grin spreading across your face.

"Use your words, Y/N," Hook's voice was low rumble in your ear. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes." You whispered.

"Good," Hook smirked as he pulled back. "I'm taking you out tonight to celebrate. Go get dressed, I'll swing by in a few and we'll go grab some dinner. Are you hungry?"

"I could eat." You nodded as your eyes scanned his features.

"What sounds good?" Hook squeezed your hips with his free hand and nudged his thumb under the hem of the hoodie to pinch the exposed flesh.

"Whatever the champion wants." You teased, leaning up to give him chaste kiss on the cheek. "Now shoo, I gotta get dressed."

"Can I watch?" Hook joked, but his smiled fell when he watched you slowly toss the hoodie off, leaving you only in your ring gear.

"I wouldn't mind that." You smirked and pulled him into you.

The kiss was searing. His lips were softer than you ever imagined they would be. You raked your fingers through his hair and his hands roamed your back and hips. His hands dragged up your back to try to find the straps to your top and pull them down your shoulders. Hastily, he broke the kiss and moved to the couch and pulled you into his lap. You straddled his thighs and he kissed down your neck and started leaving open mouthed kisses and nips on your collarbone.

"Someone's in a rush." You teased, which earned you a firm squeeze and a swift smack on your ass.

"Someone's mouthy." Hook whispered into your neck as he sucked a love bite. "I can fix that-"

Knock knock knock.

"Y/N? You in there?"

Ricky.

"Uhh, yeah I'm changing? Talk later?" You tried to respond as Hook made another attempt to take your top off, which you successfully shimmied off.

"Can we talk now? I don't know if you saw but I lost-"

"Yeah I saw Ricky, I-" Your thought fell short and was cut off with a little sigh as Hook latched his lips onto your nipple. "Hook..."

"Don't leave him hanging." Hook's voice was low as he gently latched his teeth on your nipple and kitten licked the sensitive nerves, making you keen.

"Ricky, I'm kinda busy right now, maybe later?" You rushed your sentence out when you felt Hooks free hand that wasn't holding you up in his lap slip down your shorts to your clothed clit.

"Busy? Busy doing what?" Ricky's annoyed tone made Hook groan.

He pulled his hand from your shorts, grabbed his discarded hoodie and pulled it onto your exposed body before he marched to the door and threw it open. He leaned against the doorframe with tense shoulders and a set jaw.

"Busy doing me," Hook's voice was low and taught with frustration as he pushed some hair out of his face. "Mind giving us some space? We were in the middle of something before you came knocking."

Ricky stood with a slack jaw and wide eyes. He glanced back at you and back at Hook. Hook did not bother to wait for Ricky to respond.

"Great, thanks." Hook closed the door in Ricky's face and locked it.

When he looked back at you, your expression was filled with shock and a little embarrassment, but you were on the verge of laughing.

"Hook, Ricky was just-"

"Don't say his name, not when I'm about to make you scream mine." Hook cracked his neck before he pulled the hoodie back off of your body, grabbed your thighs, pulled you down so your back fell on the back of the couch and threw your legs over his shoulders.

He grabbed your shorts, pulled them down your legs and started kissing and biting up your thighs, making you squirm. He pulled your legs up and gently blew cold air on your exposed core, making your hips lift off the couch.

"Hook, please..."

"Louder, I want him to hear." Hook kept his eyes trained on your face as he wrapped his lips around your clit.

Your head dropped back against the couch as he went to work. His hands dug into your hips to keep them down as he licked stripes up your core and planted kisses when he could. You latched a hand on the back of his head for support as he devoured you. When you started to roll your hips for more friction, Hook snaked his hand around and pinned your hips down.

"Fuck, please Hook, I'm so close." You accidentally tugged at his hair harshly, but he only moaned against you.

"C'mon, baby, let go," his encouragement vibrated up your spine as you shuddered against his lips.

He helped you ride out your high before he kissed up your stomach, his breath tickling your skin and making you giggle.

"How do you feel, baby?" He whispered as he kissed the shell of your ear.

You nodded and hummed contently as you pulled his lips to yours for a chaste kiss.

"I could get used to this." You smiled up at him with flushed cheeks and heavy breaths.

He pecked you one more time before he stood at his full height.

"Good," he grinned as he looped his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts. "You wanna keep going?"

"Is that even a question?" Your chuckled died in your throat as you watched him drag his shorts down his legs and his member sprung forward, already dripping with precum.

He smiled when he noticed your tongue dart out and lick your lips.

"Want a taste?" He teased while he stroked his cock a few times.

You nodded and quickly sat up to take a lick up his shaft. He threw his head back as your lips wrapped around the tip and swirled your tongue in delicate circles. He placed his hand on the back of your head and started to bob your head gently, making you gag softly. He gripped your hair and pulled your mouth off with a soft pop.

"I'd love for you continue, but if you keep that up I don't think I'll be able to fuck that pretty pussy of yours. Lay on your back, baby." Hooks words made your cheeks hot as you laid back. "Just tell if it's too much."

He wrapped your legs around his hips and guided his cock into you slowly. The stretch made you bite your lip and grind your hips, which made hook smirk.

"So desperate already?" He teased.

"Been waiting for this for longer than you think." You smiled as you flipped the pair of you over. "My turn."

You slid down on his cock, and when you bottomed out, his hands were already gripping your hips and trying to get you to rock back and forth on his dick.

"Now who's being desperate?" You began to rock up and down.

"You're gonna be the end of me, c'mere." Hook dragged you down to be flush with his chest and pinned your arms behind your back as he started to thrust his hips into yours at a breakneck pace.

You tried to keep you volume to a minimum, considering anyone could walk by your door and hear exactly what you were doing, but the way the head of his cock was dragging against your walls made you throw caution to the wind. You buried your head into the crook of his neck as gasps and whines started to escape your lips.

"Hook I-"

"I know baby, I'm right there too. Clenching around me like crazy," Hook breathed out, his voice strained as his pace became more desperate and sloppy and less deliberate and aimed. "Cum for me baby, I'm right behind you."

His words were enough to make you bite down on his neck to try to muffle the moan that ripped through your chest as you came. You felt Hook's hips stutter a few times before his buried himself in you and filled you up to the brim. He let go of your arms and wrapped you up in his as he nuzzled your neck and gave you a little kiss on your shoulder.

"That was amazing." You smiled as you pushed your self up from his neck and gave him a peck on the cheek. "How long have you been holding out on me?"

Hook chuckled and gave your hip a pinch, which made you wince a laugh a little.

"Too long." He pushed himself up to lean his back on the arm of the couch and traced thoughtful shape on your waist and hip. "You're all mine now though, right?"

"If you'll have me." You smiled as you brushed his hair out of his face.

He kneaded the flesh of your ass and grinned.

"Of course I will," He ran his hand from your butt up your spine and back down. "Now, let's get dressed."

"What's the rush?" You brows furrowed as you slowly pushed off his dick with a wince.

"I'm taking you out to dinner, remember?" Hook grabbed his shorts and pull them up to rest on his hips. "Make sure you wear that."

You followed his gaze to the hoodie that was haphazardly thrown to the side earlier.

"Why...?" You got to your feet and started to get dressed yourself.

"It's chilly out, plus you look good in my clothes." He gave you a look that made your face heat up. He gave you another quick peck before her turned to leave. "Get dressed, I'll be back in ten minutes."

"Sure." You nodded as you watched him go.

The rest of the night was more than enjoyable. He took you to this little hole-in-the-wall and you went out on a walk around the town. You guys found yourself downtown at one point. He took some pictures of you and him, which was more than fun since Hook actually knew how to take a picture and make it look good. After your little photoshoot, Hook got a call from his dad wondering where he went off to.

"I'm with Y/N, Dad...yeah...yeah...I'll let you know...alright...bye." Hook ended the call with a huge smile on his face.

"What happened?" You felt a smile start to grow on your face as you watched him put his phone back in his pocket.

"Dad's over the moon that we finally got together. Just told me to text him when we're back at the hotel and safe." Hook pulled you in and pressed kiss to your forehead. "Apparently him and Excalibur had a running bet going on us. He owes my dad $50."

You could not help but throw your head back and laugh. Eventually, you both made it back to the hotel, where he dropped you off at your room and said goodnight. Once you settled into bed, you started to scroll through Instagram. You were scrolling aimlessly, when a picture caught your eye that made you scroll back up immediately.

It was a picture of Hook and you from tonight. You in his hoodie under his arm. You could easily see the hickey you left on his neck. Your eyes immediately darted to the caption.

"He couldn't keep the title, couldn't keep his tag partner, and he couldn't even keep the girl...not like he had her in the first place."

Your eyes bulged out of your head. You flung yourself out of bed, left your room and ran down the hall to Hook's room. You knocked on it until he opened the door.

"What?" Hook laughed at your disheveled self before you showed him the post.

"Are you trying to piss him off more?" You sighed.

He chuckled and pulled you in for a firm kiss.

"If it means he'll finally leave my girl alone, then yeah." Hook pulled you into his room and shut the door.

"I think that was mission accomplished when you were the one who opened my dressing room door." You smiled into another kiss as he pushed you back towards the bed.

"Then the post is for good measure," he climbed into bed with you and pulled you into his lap. "Now c'mere. Maybe you'll have a better night sleep with me."

"It's the same mattress as mine-" You tried to argue as you rolled onto your side, but he just shushed you.

"Just lay with me, silly." He chuckled as he pulled you close.

To no one's surprise, you did sleep better that night.

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thesupreme316 · 1 year

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Any wrestler with face paint, painting the reader face like their for a match like Darby Allin and his skull face paint?

SORRY FOR THEE DELAYYY

Pairing(s): Darby Allin x Fem!Reader, Jeff Hardy x Fem!Reader, Finn Balor x Fem!Reader, Tama Tonga x Fem!Reader, Ricky Starks x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 817

Supreme Speaks: i had fun writing this cause jeffery is back and my heart is full (i hope he is healthy and everything is going great in his life). thank you to @hookerforhook for being so patient and allowing me to write your request. Also I hope everyone is doing well and please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread, gifs are not mine, i repeat gifs ARE NOT MINE

Taglist (if you wanna be a part of it, lemme know): @hookerforhook @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom @wwenhlimagines @triscillal

Jeff Hardy: (MY FIRST WRESTLING CRUSH AND FELLOW CAROLINIAN)

IS VERY EXCITED TO HELP YOU

Typically with him, he would allow you to pick out the colors

“I like those colors too darling” (I will always love this man)

Will dedicate some looks to you and your favorite color

When you said you wanted to start painting your face, Jeff immediately bought the supplies and gave you tips

“Okay this brand is the best with brushes, but if you want to use your fingers use this brand” (again I love this man)

Will coordinate looks with you

As you do your first look, he will look at you with love and admiration (he feels honored that you wanted to start wearing faceprint)

Believes that faceprint shouldn’t have structure, just do what you want aka abstract

Jeff will ensure that your faceprint looks good, even if you don’t think so

Will only fix it up if you want him to, not a second before

“Of course sweetheart, I’ll help you” (I can just hear that beautiful country accent in my head)

Will post your face paints on his instagram/twitter

Darby Allin:

This man would be excited internally, but would not allow you to see it

On the outside: Oh cool, yeah I’ll help you

On the inside: WE ARE SO GETTING MARRIED

Will show you how to achieve the iconic look

After failing a couple of times, you just asked Darby to paint your face

I CAN TELL THAT THIS MAN WOULD BE SO GENTLE WITH YOUR FACE (pause)

Like you wouldn’t even feel his fingertips that’s how gentle he is (again pause)

Darby would talk you through what he’s doing

“Okay I’m going to apply the stitches around your mouth…stop moving…no you’re not ticklish, you’re just childish”

I feel like for him he would use brushes especially around your ear

Will give you the proper tools to take off the remaining faceprint, even though most of it will be in the ring after your match

Darby would be the one to take aesthetic photos with you

And would constantly reference your face paint as his “most perfect look ever”

Finn Balor:

THIS MAN WOULD BE HELLA EXCITED

Definitely would ask you to do something comic book inspired

Venom, Spiderman, Carnage, Spawn, etc.

“DO GWEN STACY”

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!”

Would giggle as he puts on your face and bodypaint on (or as the makeup artist does)

Like Jeff, he would definitely give you recommendations for brands of paints

Has many makeup wipes on standby incase you don’t like any of the looks

Definitely would do a throwback look to his Demon era

Tbh, I think Finn would also give you the arm decorations that he uses as well

Expects you to have an alter ego as well

Wants to do a couple look if you guys can or in a match

Everyone lost their shit when you and Finn stood across the ring from Edge and Beth Phoenix

Tama Tonga:

Although he doesn’t do faceprint anymore, I had to include my husband

He kept his face paint simple tbh

When you asked for inspiration or advice he simply said

“Do what your heart desires”

“Who are you? Bob Ross?”

“A Tongan Bob Ross….yes”

Would definitely do his past face paints on you

Doesn’t want you to talk as it breaks his concentration and makes him giggle

Tama would definitely reminiscence with his brother about the days they use to put on the faceprint

He would bring back his face paint just to match with you for one match/night

Everyone would lose their shit on twitter and take it as a sign of the old G.O.D coming back

“Nah I’m just supporting my girl”

Bonus** Ricky Starks: (cause of that one time he painted his face to mimic Darby)*

THIS MAN WOULD BE CACKLING

Long story short, you wanted to poke fun at your opponent who wears faceprint (Abadon, Rosemary)

This man would grab the nearest makeup artist and ask them to do an “inspired” look

“I don’t know you would make this look good…it looks like they got dressed in the dark”

Would post progress photos to his story

Gives you tips on how to mock your opponent

When your look was finished, man STRAIGHT UP CACKLED

“I’m surprised that you actually look very cute yet scary”

Would definitely pinch your cheeks to tease you

But then gets upset that the paint ended up on his fingers

….would definitely take credit for the work….

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew imagine #njpw #njpw imagine #wwe #wwe imagine #tama tonga #tama tonga imagine #ricky starks #ricky starks imagine #finn balor #finn balor imagine #darby allin #darby allin imagine #jeff hardy #jeff hardy imagine

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A Necessary Break || Rick Flag x Reader || Smut

Pairing: Rick Flag x Lieutenant f!reader

Warnings: Language. Smut. Kissing. piv.

Wordcount: 1.8k+

Rating: Lemon

[ A sexy request for @lacontroller1991 <3 I like to think Waller doesn't let him have an office as a power move. But the joke's on her. His gf has a very nice office tyvm. ]

You find Rick Flag exactly where you want him.

You find Rick in your office just as you expect. It’s become a regular occurrence; his small desk over on Task Force X’s main floor left him little peace when he had to focus on paperwork. Rick detested the red tape that came with missions- but being on the suicide squad didn’t exempt him from filling out reports. You lean on your doorframe quietly, a small smile on your face as you nurse a paper cup of coffee in your hands.

Rick’s got his fingers shoved into the front of his sandy hair, his elbow resting on the ink blotter you have laid out on your desk. He pinches his brow in concentration and you can’t help but admire the scowl on his lips. Nor the deep veins that carve into his hand and arm as he pulls at the strands near his hairline idly. You loved these moments. You loved witnessing Rick Flag lost in thought, unobserved and untroubled. Well, nearly untroubled.

“Uh oh,” You finally greet, catching his attention. His tired smile is instant. The colonel removes his fingers from his hair and you’re sad to see them fall to the desk. “Cap’s off. Must be jotting down something serious.”

He chuckles and glances over at his baseball cap sitting by the computer. “Just need t’get this done and over with.”

You squeeze your crossed knees together. He looks so damn handsome, and he’s just sitting there. Waller’s had you running around the base all day; the thought of Rick being in your office, of Rick in your chair with those strong legs spread and bouncing with anxious focus has kept your mind wandering for the last few hours.

He goes back to scratching his thoughts down onto the sheet in front of him and you busy yourself with closing the door. Rick doesn’t seem to notice the soft click of the lock. When you make your way around the desk his face is pressed with that stark concentration again. You smooth your hand across his broad, firm shoulders.

“Take a break?” You try suggesting softly. “It’s almost 2200 hours.”

He makes a sound of agreement but doesn’t glance up. You chuckle and take his chin in your hand, guiding his eyes away from the desk top.

“Ricky.” You murmur coyly. That earns you a pause. Rick grips the pen, half in surprise. You’ve never used the pet name at work. At this point, Rick Flag only associated it with your private, breathless whimpering- your voice toppling over the edge. His Adam’s apple bobs, and you marvel in the way his eyes seem to dilate for you on command. The colonel parts his lips before licking them needfully.

“Why don’t you let me finish up here and I’ll take care of you at home, darlin’?” He tries with a rasp.

Your mouth slowly curls into a devious smile. You reach over and slip the pen out of his grasp without any resistance. Rick lets you swivel the office chair around until he’s facing you, his boots dragging across the tiles until they’re planted toe to toe with yours. Your movements are sure as you draw your skirt up with one hand and place your knee beside his outer thigh. You do the same with the other until you straddle Rick comfortably in the cushy chair. He fists either arm rest in the meantime. You’re pleased when his spine finally finds the back of the chair, relenting as you advance on him. Of course he does. All it takes is one closed door to have your Rick heeding every silent command.

He sucks in a breath when you seat your core over the growing bulge in his tact pants. It’s hot- burning. There’s little between the two of you with your thin black panties pressed flushed to his length. Rick’s large hands instantly slide around your waist to keep you pressed to him.

“Fuck, sweetheart.” He utters. Rick curls his fingers and gets a handful of you from behind.

You lean down and steal a quick kiss, repeating the action until you’re peppering his face from chin to jawline gently. Rick’s chest rumbles with a deep chuckle.

“I’ve been running around this compound all day, Rick Flag. When I say I need you… I mean right now.”

You reach back and guide one of his hands around to your center, and when Rick presses two fingers against your clothed sex, he exhales out a ragged breath. Lust washes over his features before your eyes. It sends a thrilling shiver through you.

“You’re soaked, baby girl.” He growls. You whimper when he rubs his fingers against the drenched fabric. Right over your aching clit. You place both your palms on his shoulders and cant your hips, willing him to stroke you harder. Rick’s gaze flickers between your exposed panties and the bottom lip you take between your teeth and bite down on.

“You won’t make me wait, will you, Ricky?”

“Fuck no, baby.” He says into the crook of your neck. You hum as he laves at your collarbone while his hands work to undo his belt and zipper in a few quick movements. You’re there to fish his stiff length from his boxer briefs, eliciting another heavy sigh from the man as you give it a few eager strokes. The weight and heat of him in your grasp makes you salivate, but you don’t want to get off his lap. Not tonight. You don’t even wait for Rick to slip your panties down your thighs. Pushing the fabric aside, you shift your weight until his head is pushing past your slick folds.

Rick groans. His brow creases as you sink deeper on to his thick cock. You stretch down over every inch of him, and when you bottom out, your pussy clenches around him involuntarily, tearing a moan from the man’s throat. You watch his head fall back. Watch his eyes flutter shut as he braces either hand on your hips.

Rick’s eyes open again when you wrap your fingers around his neck gently. Not squeezing. Just simply cupping his Adam’s apple. You delight in the way it bobs under your palm. Rick swallows thickly as he gazes up at you with all the adoration he can muster in the moment. “You feel like heaven, sweetheart.”

You grin as you raise your hips. The hot, velvet drag of him against your wet walls is intoxicating as always. You lift yourself until his head catches at your entrance before rolling your hips back down, sheathing him all in one movement. You both moan in unison.

You both liked to start off slow at home- liked to feel your pussy get used to his impossible girth every time. Rick’s nails dig into your bare thighs as you glide up and down on his again with that agonizingly languid pace. You’ve stoked the flame, and now Rick is as awake and wanton as you are.

“Come on, baby. I know you wanna ride me harder than that.” He coaxes. His mouth finds its way to your pulse. It sends goosebumps over your neck. “Know you need this cock.”

“Rick,” You snap your hips while your cheeks flush. You grip his shoulder with your free hand and shove his neck back. Rick slams back into the chair, his head bouncing off the headrest with a groan.

He absolutely loves you like this. The way you take your orgasm from him like he ain’t shit. Like he’s not made of pure muscle and could pick you right up off the ground with ease. He’s the colonel and you’re the lieutenant. But in moments like this, Rick Flag would get down on his knees and kiss your boots if that’s what got you off. His breath runs ragged as you pick up the pace. The chair squeaks with all the added weight as you thrust yourself up and down on his length.

But you’re merciful tonight. You’ve missed him. And you need his love as much as you need his cock right now.

“Fuck me, Ricky. Please, baby.” You plead. You release his neck and smooth your hands over his chest. Press your palm over his racing heart. Rick growls as his fingers dig into you roughly, crescent shaped bruises already forming. You yelp when his hips thrust to meet yours, nearly bouncing you off his lap. You bury your face in his neck as his head falls back again, hips moving of their own accord to chase the hot pleasure inside you.

“So hot. So fuckin’ wet.” He says, “You been walking around Argus all day, thinkin’ about me burying this cock in your tight little pussy, huh?”

You keen as he thrusts into you. Rick shudders. “You need me so bad, don’t you baby girl? Shit- need you too.”

Rick muffles your staccato breathing with a rough kiss, your lips melding together as you both near the edge. The slap of Rick’s pelvis against your own is enough to rub over your clit again and again, making your walls spasm as you draw near. Rick’s brows pinch together as he gather’s you up in his arms and thrusts into you even harder. His pants and briefs slip down his thighs with every rough punch of his hips.

“Missed you, darlin’. Fucking need you.” He says brokenly. Your floral shampoo drowns his senses as he buries his face in your neck again, mixed with the sweet scent of your sex that always turns him into a wild mess. Rick bucks up into you until you finally let out a cry. Your walls clench around him in a vice as he fucks you through your sudden release. You tug at the nape of his neck as you crest that familiar wave again and again.

“Oh fuck,” Rick whines. His face twists as the pace of his hips stutters. He gives you one last thrust as he comes deep inside you, cock twitching as it pumps you full. You whimper again.

The two of you collapse back into the chair with your arms around each other. Rick’s heartbeat slows back down as you rest your head on his shoulder. And you’re idly aware that he’s combing his fingers over your scalp, placing tired kisses to your hairline.

You draw away from him with an easy smile so you can get a good look at his fucked out face. Rick grins back at you before eyeing the door.

“Someone definitely heard that little show.” He muses.

“At this hour anyone still on this floor is just looking for trouble.”

“Like you?”

You scoff and flick at his ear lightly. “This is my office, you know.”

“Yeah.” He mumbles. Rick’s eyes linger on your lips until he’s placing another kiss to them- slow and sweet. “And you’re nothin’ but trouble.”

#rick flag #rick flag x reader #rick flag x you #rick flag fanfiction #tss #Joel kinnaman fanfiction #mywords*#request #lacontroller

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lancearcherinrippedjeans · 4 years

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Masterlist

(Updated as of January 2022)

All the fics written by yours truly, some of these are old and bad, but some are newer and improved! <3

Rules of Requesting

Emoji Anon List

A - Angst

F - Fluff

S - Smut

S - Implied Smut

Eternity

Veronica, Sawyer and Nova were just a couple friends with a dream to make it big. When Tony Khan sees them in person, will their dream come true or will it all come crashing down?

Eternity One-Shots

- If You Seek Amy (Kenny Omega x Veronica Rodriguez)

Kenny drags Veronica away from the bar and her friends, where did he take her? What happens at said place? (Read after chapter 2)

- The First Date (Ricky Starks x Nova Jay)

It's finally the day that Ricky has been waiting for, and the night that Nova didn't want to end.

A Day at a Time

Kelani Williams and Jasmine Scott. Polar opposites, but best friends. Jasmine faces struggles in her relationship, while Kelani struggles being in a relationship at all. But they’ll figure it out, a day at a time.

Chapters: Part 1 | Part 2

One-Shots

“Hangman” Adam Page

Let’s Play Hangman F/S

Adam Page x OFC/Reader

You and your roommate play hangman, but with a twist.

Brendan Vink/Duke Hudson

The Tale of Two Aussies...and a Ride Along...and a Love Triangle A/F

Shane Thorne x Reader/Brendan Vink x Reader

A ride along with Shane Thorne and Brendan Vink, but something seems...off.

Leads to old blog, but it’s one of my favorites, and it’s one of my best works

Cash Wheeler/Dash Wilder

Moving On A/FCash Wheeler x Reader/Kenny Omega x Reader

Y/N gets cheated on, so she tries to move on

Finn Balor

A Little Help F

heel!Finn Balor x Reader

Finn helps you in a match

Kenny Omega

Sick Day F/C

Kenny Omega x Reader

You take care of Kenny while he’s sick, but when you get sick, it’s the other way around.

Moving On A/F

Cash Wheeler x Reader/ Kenny Omega x Reader

Y/N gets cheated on, so she tries to move on

Maxwell Jacob Friedman

The Real You A/F

MJF x Reader

The MJF character starts to get to Maxwell’s head. He doesn’t realize he’s slowly losing the love of his life

Shane Thorne

The Tale of Two Aussies...and a Ride Along...and a Love Triangle A/F

Shane Thorne x Reader/Brendan Vink x Reader

A ride along with Shane Thorne and Brendan Vink, but something seems...off.

Leads to old blog, but it’s one of my favorites, and it’s one of my best works

Wardlow

Kiss the Ring? Or the Bodyguard? F/C

Wardlow x Reader

You’re at ringside with Orange Cassidy against MJF. But to cause a distraction, you do the first thing that comes to mind.

Dating the Bodyguard? F/C

Wardlow x Reader

The tables turn, Wardlow distracts you in a match. The whole night he tries to ask you something but there’s always an interruption.

✞ 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 ✞

ICBeing The Elite

ICBeing The Elite Masterlist

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #wwe #finn balor #seth rollins #finn balor fanfic #shane thorne #brendan vink #dolph ziggler #masterlist #parker's masterlist

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deepdisireslonging · 6 years

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Wrestling Masterlist

S = Smut A = Angst F = Fluff AR = Answered Request

Adam Cole

A Bunch of New Things (AR, S, F)

Adam “Hangman” Page

Saddle Up (AR, S)

Here for the Party (S)

Height-Ho (F, S)

AJ Styles

Tell Me (AR, S)

Aleister Black/Malaki Black

Bite Me (AR, Ficlet, S)

That’s Not My Name (AR, S)

Into the Darkness (Challenge, Highlander Immortals AU)

You’re Hot When You’re Angry (AR, Drabble, A, S)

Alexa Bliss

What I Started (AR, S, F|F)

Baron Corbin

Preparing for the Future (A, F, S, Breeding Kink)

You’re in Charge (AR, Ficlet, S)

That Scares Me (AR, Ficlet, F)

Becky Lynch

I’ll Get Mine (AR, S, F|F)

Braun Strowman

Past Looking (Male Reader, AR, S, F, M|M)

Just a Touch (AR, S, F, Plus Sized!Reader)

The Aftermath (AR, F, Ficlet)

Buddy Murphy/Buddy Matthews

Plus One (TransMale!Reader, AR, F, M|M)

Cesaro/ Claudio Castagnoli

Pool Toss (Imagine)

Only Yours (AR, A, S)

Stop Bitting that Lip (AR, Ficlet, S)

I Don’t Share (AR, Ficlet, S)

Impatient (Ficlet, implied S)

A Beautiful Trouble (AR, F, S, Curvy!Reader)

Rain Check (F, A, Book/Coffee Shop AU)

Dean Ambrose/ Jon Moxley

Not Just Fucking Friends (AR, Ficlet, S)

Since When (AR, S, F, Breeding Kink)

A Champion’s Reward (Mox, AR, S, Daddy/Biting Kink)

Bite Me (Vampire!Mox, A, Horror)

Dolph Ziggler

Mutual Holds (Plus!Reader, AR, S, kinky af)

Quite the Show (AR, S)

Your Champion (AR, S, Age Difference)

Drake Maverick

The Process of a Birthday Wish (AR, S, F)

My Favorite Things (AR, A, S, F)

Prove It (AR, S, Plus!Reader)

Drew McIntyre

Let Him Know (AR, S)

Not Just Friends (AR, Ficlet, A)

EC3 (Ethan Carter III)

Ego vs. Confidence (AR, F, S)

Another Good Morning (AR, S, F)

The Best of Accidents (AR, A, F)

Elias Samson

Elias Masterlist

Finn Balor/Prince Devitt

Balor/Devitt Masterlist

Jack Gallagher

Snow Kisses (F)

Kitchen Secrets (F)

Jack Swagger/Jack Hager

Don’t Rush This (AR, A, S, F)

Jey Uso

For Honor and Love (AR, F, Implied S)

Jimmy Uso

If We Get Caught (AR, Ficlet, S)

Jordan Devlin (NXT UK)

Save It For Morning (AR, F, A)

Let’s Get Away (AR, F)

Par - Bat - Right (AR, F)

Kalisto

Sex With Kalisto Would Include (AR, F, S, Gender-Neutral Reader)

Kenny Omega

Kenny Omega Masterlist

Maxwell Jacob Friedman/ MJF

A Tease of the Worst Kind (S, Ficlet)

Finish Me (S, Ficlet)

Power Struggle (Whump)

STFU (S, Summer Song-Fic Playlist)

Mojo Rawley

Flawless (Plus!Reader, AR, S)

Naomi

Just a Love Tap (AR, S, F|F)

Neville/Pac

My King (S)

Noam Dar

If My Lady Requests (AR, S, F)

We’ve Missed You (AR, S, F)

Fourth or Fifth of July (AR, F, S)

Pt 2: Trick and Treats (Finn/R/Noam Dar, AR, S)

Pete Dunne

A Pretty Mess (AR, S, F, Sub!Pete)

Pete Dunne x Reader x Tyler Bate

Which One? (AR, F, S, threesome)

Peyton Royce

No More Whispers (AR, A, S, F|F)

Rezar (AOP)

Hard Feelings (AR, A, S, Trans!OC)

Ricochet

Happy to Help (Male!Reader, AR, F, implied S, M|M)

Dating/Sex With Ricochet Would Include... (AR, F, S, Headcanons)

Ricky Starks

Broken Negotiations (A, Whump)

Surrender (A, Whump)

Roman Reigns

Roman Reigns Masterlist

Rosemary (TNA)

Doubt Comes In (AR, A, F, S, F|F)

Sami Zayn

Cappuccino, Right? (F)

To Heaven and Back (AR, F, A, S, Plus!Reader)

I Can’t Breathe (AR, A, F, Ficlet)

Not Letting Go (AR, F, S, Ficlet)

Samoa Joe

Loyalties (AR, S)

All His (S)

Ready or Not (AR, S, Virgin!Reader)

Seth Rollins

Any Other Night (AR, A, S)

Break Each Other’s Hearts Again (AR, F, A, S)

Relapse (Alternate Ending) (A, S)

Pretty Little Thing (AR, F, S)

Why Not (AR, A, S)

Because of You (AR, A, F, S)

Break You Apart (AR, S, F, Ambrose!Reader)

Sheamus

The Doctor Called (F)

Getting Lucky (S, St. Patrick’s Day)

I Can Wait (A, F)

I Am More (A, F)

Tommaso Ciampa

Angel of NXT (AR, S)

I’m In Charge (AR, S)

Wardlow

Do You Remember When (A, S)

A Stranger in My Head (S, Horror)

Will Ospreay

A Good Handle on Things (S, F)

Xavier Woods

Tongue Control (AR, S, F)

Distraction at It’s Finest (S, F)

Three-some Fics

Other: Original Works and Series

Randy Orton, Seth Rollins, Elias Samson Underwater Wrestling: Champion of the Sea (AR, no pairing)

Dom Drabble Collection: A series of requests for ‘some kinky, rough, spanking, Dom’ Roman Reigns, Jeff Hardy, Baron Corbin, Pete Dunn, Aleister Black

Sister in Arms: Finn can’t seem to shake the effects of his feud with Bray Wyatt, so an old friend comes to help. Then Y/N finds herself battling on two fronts: in the ring and in her mind. [Series Masterlist]

At Any Cost: Weeks of interruptions from either side led the reader and Elias to the Elimination Chamber. Not only is a Wrestlemania moment up for grabs, but also the chance to prove who is the better wrestler and the better man. [Series Masterlist]

Finn Balor NSFW Alphabet: A unique version of the NSFW Alphabet to enjoy the differences between Finn and Balor and their relationship with the reader. [Series Masterlist] (In Process)

Family Found: When Y/N joins the journalism crew of WWE, she is trying to make a name for herself. Then her missing past begins to catch up to her, and she finds herself capable of filling a void she never thought could be filled again. [Series Masterlist]

Thicker Than Blood (Family Found Rewrite): The Reader, newly shifted from NXT to Raw, makes an immediate statement. What follows is unprecedented wrestling: two companies destined to meet in head-to-head competition. And to boot, she has a personal battle to face. [Series Masterlist]

Marvel/WWE Crossover: New tech in the rooms gives the reader the chance to meet her heroes. Almost Real

Terra’s Anti-Valentine’s Angst Challenge: The Reader was betrayed by a close friend. When she’s saved from further pain, she can’t seem to do anything but run in the opposite direction, despite the positive possibilities. Broken Chances

Betrayal at Every Turn: Serena has everything going for her. She’s on the rise in the women’s division, and she’s made powerful allies. When Serena’s world shatters, is she willing to accept help to pick up the pieces? Can she trust anyone? [Series Masterlist]

Mox/Ambrose/Shaw NSFW Alphabet: A unique version of the NSFW Alphabet to observe the differences between Jon’s many voices and his relationship with the reader. [Series Masterlist] (In process)

Heartstrings: Ana Lupo has convinced herself of several things. All she needs is music, war is not coming, and she has no interest in Elias. Life after college has a way of proving her wrong. Can she find her center in the one who claims to know her heart the best, and keep him too? [Series Masterlist]

Haunted by the House of Black: {One Shot} What it would be like to feel like you’re being watched… by something not of this plane? Lingering touches that first startle, then intrigue? All of the ghostly members of the team take turns feeling up the reader until you give in and do your best to live through the pleasure.

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Main Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Oral (m receiving) unprotected sex. Cum swallowing. Unprotected sex, p in v. Mention of spitting, throat squeezing, anal.

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Requested by @brideofinfamy . Hope you like it

WC: 1065

I was standing in the opposite corner when it finally happened.

I knew it was going to happen.

When she finally had to kiss fucking Ricky Starks, to show the wrestling world that the two of them are dating.

I had to bite the inside of my cheek when it I watched it happen. Ricky was babbling away about nothing, like usual. Only enjoying the sound of his voice, when he dropped the mic, wrapped his arms around her waist and slammed his mouth against hers.

I watched as my girlfriend kissed her fake boyfriend with just as much passion as he was giving her. I watched as he placed his hands on her ass and squeezed.

That is when she broke the kiss and, and I came charging at him. Bryce signalling that the match has started.

She got out of the way and stood in his corner, just as she was told to do. Cheering on the arrogant son of a bitch, while I had no one in my corner, even though all I wanted was her.

I won, making our feud go on even longer. I stormed backstage, ready to knock the living shit out of Ricky for real this time, for pulling that ass grabbing stunt in the ring, but I found him and her in a heated discussion.

I slowly walked towards the two of them, wanting to hear their discussion. "You had no right grabbing my ass Ricky." She was seething. Her finger was poking his chest.

"Oh, come on, babygirl, it was all for the fans." Oh, how I wanted to smack the smirk off of his face.

"One, you do not get to call me that, ever. Two, you run things by me because I will not be manhandled by you. Or I will go and talk to Tony and end this fake romance before you can even blink. Got that?"

Ricky held up his hands in mock surrender. "Got it."

He saw me there, gave me the middle finger and turned around, and walked away.

"Hey, baby girl." She instantly relaxed and turned around to face me. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her flushed against my chest, putting my face in her neck, and just breathed in her scent.

"I know you're not happy, Ty."

"Of course I'm not. I had to watch him grab your ass. I had no idea he would do that, and you just let it happen." I knew I missed up with the last bit of that sentence because she pulled out of my arms and looked into my eyes, searching for something.

"You really think I wanted that to happen? You heard what I said to him. Ty, I never wanted that. Fuck, I didn't even want to kiss him."

"Sure fooled me." I was pouting. I knew everything she said was true, but all I could see was him and her making out in my mind.

"Come, let us go talk in private before we have an audience." She grabbed my hand, and we started to walk somewhere private, with my eyes on the floor.

◆

My eyes were half closed, my mouth was open, as little whines fell from lips. She was bouncing in my lap, biting her lips, moaning my name as here and there.

"You really think I would let Ricky fuck me where anyone could just walk in?" Her questioned surprised me.

"No, baby." I moaned, as she squeezed her pussy around my cock. "Look at me, Tyler." I forced my eyes open and looked into eyes.

"You think that he could fuck me until I turn so stupid that I can only think of is your name?"

"Fuck, no." I love it when she gets like that. So out of it as I fuck orgasm after orgasm out of her until she is just a mess. Her juices soaking the mattress below us, and my thighs and my cock. She has never looked more beautiful to me than she does at that very moment.

"You're the only man I have ever let fuck my ass." I gripped her hips when she said that, knowing that is true. I wanted nothing more than to fuck that hole right now, and it was like she read my mind.

"When we get back to the hotel room, you can fuck it yeah?"

"Gonna make me cum." I groaned. Trying to force myself not to cum. I didn't want this stop.

"Only man, I have ever let cum inside me with no barrier."

I whimpered her name, not knowing how long I can hold on.

"Only man who makes me scream so loud that the neighbours call in and complain."

She kept listing everything she let's me do to her, or I was the only man who she had ever allowed to do to her.

"Love it when you wrap your hand around my throat, squeezing it just right as you fuck me."

"Only man to ever let spit in my mouth."

"Only man I have ever blown while he is driving."

"Shit, the only man who has ever made me cum with just his cock alone." She cried out as she came, still bouncing in my cock as she orgasmed.

The combination of her orgasm and her listening to everything I have done to her, I was close. So close to finishing.

But she knew it. She always does.

I groaned at the loss of her pussy as she got off of me, but that groan was replaced with the long drawn out moan of her name as she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, and started to bob her head.

I didn't last long. I was already close to being with, but I never last long when she blows me.

With a shout of her name, I came. She quickly swallowed it all, not wanting to miss a single drop.

My chest was heaving as she pulled her mouth away from my cock.

"Finale one. The only man who I will ever swallow for. You have ruined me for anyone else, Ty."

She was rubbing my thighs as she gave me a soft smile.

I cupped her face in my hand, running my thumb across her bottom lip. She kissed it. "I love you, baby girl."

"I love you too, Ty."

Tag list: @lghockey @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla @crowleysqueenofhell

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This is my first year doing this and I am excited.

Some of the rules I have in place.

PLEASE READ BEFORE REQUESTING. THANK YOU.

Please be over the age of 18 when requesting.

I will only do a prompt once. If one has been taken, I will message you asking to pick another one. (If you do not request anonymous).

If you do request under anonymous & the number has already been taken. I will make a post saying it has been taken. Please feel free to make another request.

I am doing this for wrestlers x reader. Doesn't matter how. M x f. M x m. F x f, etc.

I will try to get them out as fast as possible. The ones I have, I have started and will be ready to go.

Please send any requests to ASK.

Please let me know if you would like to be tagged for this.

If a number has been taken and you would still like a request done, please just send it as a normal ASK & I will do it, just not for Kinktober

The length of said story will be determined by me.

There is no kink shaming here. If you do not like a story, then move on. This is Somebody's request.

This amazing list was made by @the-purity-pen for anyone to use. This is the list I will be using.

These are the Prompts that have already been claimed & for which wrestler.

NO MORE REQUESTS.

Thank you to everyone for sending in requests.

Day 1. 69/Dirty Talk - Darius Martin x f/Reader ( @hooks-martin )

Day 2. A/B/O/ Floor sex ~ Eddie Kingston x f/Reader (@cashwheelersgirl89 )

Day 4. Breath Play/Missonary ~ Cash Wheeler x f/Reader ( @1rsolideranna )

Day 5. Breeding/Leather*Latex ~ Cash Wheeler x f/Reader ( @1rsolideranna )

Day 6. Cockwarming/Morning Sex ~ Carmelo Hayes x f/Reader ( @hooks-martin )

Day 7. Costumes/Sex Toys ~ Trey Miguel x f/Reader ( @hooks-martin )

Day 8. Creampie/Voice Kink ~ Darius Martin x f/Reader ( @hooks-martin )

Day 9. Double Penetration/Stripping ~ Wardlow x f/Reader with one of her toys! ( @cashwheelersgirl89)

Day 10. Drunk Sex/Spanking ~ Eddie Kingston x f/Reader ( @maeleelee )

Day 11. Erotic Photos/Rimming ~ Santana x f/Reader ( @cashwheelersgirl89 )

Day 12. Exhibitionism'Voyeurism/Hate'Angry Sex ~ Wheeler Yuta & Daniel Garcia x trans male! reader ( @stxrrlightwrites13 )

Day 13. Face Sitting'Fucking/Dry Humping ~ Roxanne Perez x dom! female reader ( @hooks-martin )

Day 14. Fisting/Love Bites*Marks ~ Adam Page x f/Reader ( @cashwheelersgirl89 )

Day 15. Group sex/Overstimulation ~ Matt Menard & Angelo Parker x trans male! reader ~ (anonymous)

Day 16. Bath*Shower Sex/Intercrural Sex ~ Chuck Taylor x trans! m/Reader ( @stxrrlightwrites13 )

Day 17. Licking/Pegging ~ MJF x f/reader ( @xangelonmyshoulderx )

Day 18. Bondage/Lingerie ~ Roxanne Perez x f/reader ( @sistergurl-x716 )

Day 19. Boots Worship/Masturbation (@maeleelee )

Day 20. Dirty Dancing/Mirror Sex ~ BCC x f/Reader ( @maeleelee )

Day 21. Nipple Play/Praise Kink ~ MJF x f/Reader (@biforrollynch )

Day 22. Object Insertion/Phone Sex ~ Konosuke Takeshita x afab! reader (anonymous)

Day 23. Food Play/Orgasm Denial ~ Channing 'Stacks' Lorenzo x dom! male reader (@hooks-martin )

Day 24. Outdoor Sex/Tender Sex ~ Hook x f/Reader ( @cashwheelersgirl89)

Day 25. Pet Play/Sex Pollen ~ dom! William Regal x sub! trans male reader (anonymous)

Day 26. Sexting/Wax Play ~ Ricky Starks x f/Reader ( @cashwheelersgirl89 )

Day 28. Formal Wear/Strap On ~ Ethan Page x f/Reader (anonymous)

Day 29. Body Worship/Table Sex ~ Channing 'stacks' Lorenzo x f/Reader ( @hooks-martin )

Day 30. Public Sex/Temperature Play ~ Cash Wheeler & Dax Harwood x f/Reader (anonymous)

Day 31. Free Choice ~ Kenny Omega & Wardlow x f/Reader (@nicoleveno14 )

#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #plentyoffandoms Kinktober #wrestler x reader smut #aew #all elite wrestling #ring of honor #roh #nxt #wwe

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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MJF x Ricky Starks x Reader Smut?

Teamwork (18+)

MJF x f/Reader x Ricky Starks

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. threesome, oral, fluids, double penetraton. Minors do not read.

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

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ MJF Masterlist ♡ Ricky Starks Masterlist

Summary: MJF & Ricky Starks are sharing a hotel room while travelling, but Ricky & f/Reader have a friends with benefits. MJF walks in on them.

Will - Hobbs

YN's POV:

I have no idea how the mixup happened. Usually Will and Ricky share hotel rooms when travelling, but this time they are not.

No, no. This time it is Max and Ricky, which really puts a damper on what Ricky and I have going on.

Ricky or I would just text Will and let him know to find something to do that will take up his time.

He knew about Ricky and I having a friends with benefits agreement, but Max did not.

Ricky and I have didn't want everyone to know because our friends would want us to date and the two of us actually just don't want to date.

We just need someone to help take out our frustrations on and we found that in one another.

But with Max now in the room, he would be asking why he had to stay out and the poor guy just can't keep a secret even if his life depended on it.

And sadly we can not use the room I am in. I am sharing it with Tay and Sammy is always there.

I love them both but I really do not need to hear their sex noises and trust me, I have walked in on them a few times.

So as I was once again sitting in the hotel lobby, trying to find out what to do in this new city we are in, I got a text from Ricky.

"He is gone for a few hours."

Was all it said and I practically ran to their room. The door was barely closed behind me before I had my clothes off.

I was on my way to my second orgasm, with me on top of Ricky, his one arm wrapped around me, holding me against his chest and with his other hand, he had two fingers in my ass, stretching it out as he thrust up into me over and over again....

That is how Max found us.

We didn't hear the door open. We didn't hear the footsteps but we sure as heard Max say the word "fuck".

Ricky stopped his movements but he didn't pull out. I was so close, oh so close that I pray cried when he stopped.

"Don't stop Ricky. Let him watch. Let him join for all I care, but don't stop." I cried into his chest.

Ricky could hear my pain in my voice and he started to slowly fuck up into me. I can feel Max staring at the two of us, like we are his own personal porn stars and this is his own private movie.

"You want him to join?" Ricky growled. I didn't even fully know what I asked before, just wanting him to continue to fuck me.

But as I thought about it, being filled with two cocks had me moaning out "yes".

That seemed to make Ricky fuck into me harder. "Want to join us Max?" Ricky asked him as I couldn't. My mouth is attached to Ricky's neck as I was trying to keep my moans under control.

"What?" Max asked, completely shocked.

"Want to join us?" Ricky asked once more.

Max didn't say anything as he is probably not believing his ears. "Please Max." I moaned. That brought him back to reality.

Max quickly got undressed and crawled into the bed next to Ricky and I. "Where do you want him Princess?" Ricky asked me.

I looked over Max and my eyes landed on his cock that he was stroking. I didn't answer Ricky but I quickly moved off of him and now I am slowly sliding my pussy down his cock.

Moaning at the fact that Max was in me. Never thought this would ever happen.

Max had his hands on my hips in an almost bruising grip as he took control of the two of us. He didn't start slow and steady, oh no. He started with a brutal pace that had me screaming into his chest, loving every second of it.

Ricky, not liking the fact that he was left out, stood up as best as he could on the bed and gripped my head.

I had my mouth already open for him as he thrust into my mouth, not giving a damn that I started to choke on his cock.

But I relaxed my throat as Ricky used it as his own personal flesh light. "Fuck Ricky, you have been keeping her all to yourself?"

"Oh yeah. Her pussy is fucking amazing, her ass is even better but nothing beats cumming down her throat." Ricky moaned.

Just at the compliments, my pussy tighten around Max. He threw back his head and moaned as he he felt me.

"So perfect, so wet, so tight." Max groaned as Ricky continued to fuck my face over and over again.

But Ricky pulled his cock out of my throat and got behind me. I thought he was going to put his cock in my ass, but I was wrong.

I felt him at my pussy, which was already filled with Max. Max stopped moving as he felt Ricky slowly start to work his cock into my pussy.

"Breath Princess." Ricky said as he was kissing my shoulders. Max was nipping and sucking on my nipples as this was happening.

The three of us groaned so loud once Ricky had his cock in my pussy along side Max, I am sure we may get a noise complaint.

But the thought was pushed to the back of my mind as the two of slowly started to move.

My mouth was hanging open at the feeling. I have never been so full.

The two of them were moving slow, waiting for me to say that they can go faster.

"Open your eyes YN." Max growled. I opened my eyes, which I had no idea that I closed and looked down at him.

"Open that mouth." Ricky growled into my ear. I knew what he wanted and I quickly turned my head, my mouth open with my tongue sticking out.

Max watched as Ricky spit into my mouth and then kissed me. That had Max bucking up into me, making Ricky and I groan.

"Faster." I pleaded.

That set the two of them off. Fucking me harder and faster than I have ever been fucked before.

I have no idea how long we fucked, but as my fifth orgasm was fading, the both of them groaned that they were close.

I pushed on Ricky's chest to get him away and got off of Max, on very shaky legs. Ricky laid down next to Max as the two of then stroke their cocks in sync almost.

I knew Max was going to be the first one to cum, so I wrapped my lips around his head just in time. With a cry of my name, he came in my mouth. He came so much, it dripped out of my mouth and onto my chest.

I moved my head over to Ricky and took him in my mouth as he too came down it. He came so much that it dribbled down my chin.

Once he was done, I cleaned my face off with the blanket, the three of us trying to catch our breaths.

"Want to join us Max?" I asked him.

"After that? Oh fuck yeah."

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