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[aalyssah]

Sheild Members When They Hurt You During An Argument

Characters: Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins. Fem!Reader. She/Her pronouns used.

Word Count: 5,568

A/N: I know this isn't really a headcannon, but I've been wanting to this for months. Btw, I don't really like this and I might delete it later. It depends on how it goes. Hope You Enjoy!

Dean Ambrose:

You walked around the kitchen with a stressful look on your face.

Your boyfriend Dean went out for drinks with his boys' Seth and Roman after a win against the Wyatt Family.

You decided to stay home since you were so tired, but stayed up in hopes the Dean would come home, but it's been over 2 hours and he's still yet to come. You called and texted him, but he didn't pick up, nor did his friends.

You started to get worried and was ready to get up and go look for him your damn self, but the sight of car lights caught your attention.

You looked out the window, watching as Dean stumbled out the car with Roman and Seth by his side. They say their goodbyes and head off. You stand at the door with an angry look on your face as he walks in.

He closes the door and locks it behind him. "Oh hey babe, why do you look so mad?" You gave him a glare, arms crossing over your chest. "Oh, I don't know, maybe because my boyfriend stayed out for 2 hours drinking and did not answer any single one of my calls or texts!"

Dean looked at you unfazed, passing by you to the fridge. "Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you!" You followed him as he went to the couch. He cracked open a beer and took a sip. "Oh no, no, no, you're not gonna drink more after all the alcohol from the bar."

You snatched it out his hand. "Hey, give me that back!" You shook your head stepping back. "No, no more beer." Dean groaned, but was happy once he grabbed the remote.

He was about to turn it on his show, but you grabbed that too. "And no TV. You think you're gonna come back home from the bar, after 2 hours, drink beer, and blast your show? I think not."

Dean finally got up, annoyed. "Come on Y/n, give it back." He tried grabbing it from your hand, but you backed away. "No Dean, you've had enough!" You refused to give the beer and remote back. "I said, Give. It. Back!" You felt your world freeze as Dean's hand came into a fist and hit the side of your face.

The beer and remote dropped from your hands, the glass shattering on the floor and batteries flying out the remote. You slid down against the wall, looking up at while holding your face. "All you had to do was give it to me, and you wouldn't be on the floor."

Dean then walked away, going back to the fridge and grabbing a new beer. You stood up in disbelief and rushed out the house, snatching the car keys on the way. You weren't about to let him disrespect you like that. You ended up driving to your friend Aj's house and slept there.

-

The morning when Dean woke up, he had a huge headache. He didn't know where he was, when he looked around he saw he was in the bed fully clothed. He got up and looked around the house to notice you weren't there.

He didn't remember you saying anything about going to the arena. Come to think about it, he doesn't remember anything from last night.

Maybe you went to the gym. He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer. While he walked to the couch he noticed the remote on the floor, and the batteries nowhere to be seen. As well as a broken glass on the floor and that's when it hit him.

The glass fell from his hands as he sped through the house in search of his phone. "Oh fuck, shit, oh my god." He grabbed his phone and instantly called you, but you didn't pick up. He ran a hand over his face, letting out a sigh. He didn't know what to do.

He decided to call Seth for some advice. "Hey Deano, what's up? How ya feeling after last night?" Dean was quick to answer. "Man, I fucked up bad." Seth took notice of Dean's stressed voice. "Why, what happened?" Dean explained everything that happened and how you left.

"Dean, you're such a dumbass! You're lucky she didn't break up with you!" Dean stayed silent like a boy getting scolded by his Mom. "Don't say that please. I feel really bad, and I need y'all's help getting her back." Seth rubbed his forehead. "Okay, let me call Roman and tell him the situation."

The boys ended up meeting at a restaurant to talk things over. "I can't believe you actually hit her Dean, what were you thinking?" Roman scolded Dean. "I-I don't know. I was drunk, and I just wanted more, but she was nagging me and wouldn't let me get it.

Dean leaned back, his shaky voice known to his brothers. He bit at his nails while his leg bounced up and down. They could tell he was worried. Worried about his relationship. "Okay, what does she like?" Dean looked at them confused.

"What do you mean?" Roman shrugged his shoulders. "Well, what does she like to do? Does she like going out?" Dean quickly shook his head 'no.' "Oh no, she hates being in public, especially with all the fans." Roman took note of that in his head.

"Okay so inside. In your relationship, who does all the cooking?" Dean pouted. "Her, why?" A smile came to Seth and Roman's face as they looked at each other. "Good, because that means you're gonna cook her a homemade meal, all by yourself."

Dean's face planted onto the table. "No, I hate cooking." Roman slapped him on his neck. "Nope, you're gonna cook dinner, and apologize to her." Dean nodded his head, but knew deep down inside that he didn't want to, but he'd do anything to get you back.

Dean came back home to a dark, cold, empty house. It's never been like this. Usually it's a bright, smelling good, and full of energy, but with you gone it feels empty.

He went to the kitchen and fished him something to eat, which there were many options, but he didn't know how to cook that. You were always the one to cook for him. He grabbed a beer on the way and went to bed.

1 Week Later

It has been a week and Dean decided to get his act together. Cleaning the house, learning how to cook, he was ready for you to come back to where you belong.

Home.

He called you and to his surprise you answered. "Uh, hi." You sounded awkward as you spoke. "Hey, I just wanted to know if you could come back home. I need to show you something. I totally understand if you're not ready, or if you don't. Wanna talk to me again, but-" You cut off his rambling.

"Yeah Dean, I'll come back. Just give me an hour or 2." You hung up, leaving a smiling Dean. He quickly rushed to the room, fishing out the new outfit Seth and Roman got him.

You unlocked the door, Aj following behind you. "Aj, I'll be fine, you can go home now." You tried reassuring your friend. Dean walked around the corner with a bouquet of roses in his hand. "You." Aj pointed at him, walking close to him.

"If you ever land another hand on her, I swear I'll kick your ass. She came to my house at 2 in the morning, crying about how you got drunk and then punched her. You've got some big balls to hit on a woman like that!"

You gently dragged Aj away, forcing her to look at you. "It's okay, if things go bad, I'll call you, okay?" Aj gave one last look to Dean and then nodded her head. "Fine, but call me before you go to bed." You sent her off, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Sorry about her, she's just been really protective ever since- the incident." You took your jacket off and set it on the hanger. "These are for you." Dean held the bouquet out, allowing you to sniff them. You took a sniff, smiling at the smell. "I picked them today."

You set them aside and sat in the chair as Dean held it out. He went to the kitchen and got the plates before serving you both. "I made this earlier. It's just Lasagna." You both dug in, letting out a surprise sound at the taste.

"Oh my god Dean, this tastes good." Dean took in your compliment, continuing to eat. It was silent between the two of you except for some small talk on what you've been doing at Aj's house. Dean set the fork down , the loud clattering known.

"Look Y/n, we both know the real reason why I called you over here." You put your fork down, giving him your attention.

"I know what I did was wrong, but I need you to know that I love you. Even though what I did was unacceptable, and would make any woman leave, hell, even call the police. You don't gotta believe me, or feel any sympathy for my apology. I just want you to know I'm sorry, and that I'll always love you."

You looked at Dean with an unfazed look, almost taunting him. "I don't wanna beg, but I cooked for you, I cleaned the whole damn house, I even went and got out a new outfit, and let me tell you, this is so not my style. Isn't this showing you that I'll do anything to save our relationship?"

You looked at him thinking deep down. He did all this stuff that everyone knows he would never do. He's taking huge risks just to stay and be with you.

"What can I do? I'll call Vince and tell him to take me off work for a couple of months, I'll stop the arguing with you, he'll, I'll even stop drinking, please don't leave me!" Dean then broke down at his last sentence, tears gathering to his eyes.

He quickly wiped them away, not wanting you to see him cry. You huffed, standing up and walking towards him. You took him in your arms, letting his head rest against your chest as you scratched at his scalp. "It's okay, Dean. I forgive you, don't cry." Dean wrapped his arms around your waist and squeezed the life outta you.

He couldn't lose you over alcohol. He'll change just to be with you.

Roman Reigns:

Tonight was a very important night for Roman. He has a chance to win the United States Championship against Rusev tonight.

You walked in the locker room and saw the whole Shield sitting down talking. "Hey guys, is it okay if I come in?" They nodded their heads and you sat next to Roman. "Hey baby, how are you feeling about tonight?" You asked, rubbing up and down his tattooed arm.

"Excited, but nervous. I don't wanna lose. Who knows when I'm gonna get another shot at a title?" You frowned at his negative talk. "Hey, don't talk like that. You're gonna go out there, kick ass, and win. Win that belt for the WWE Universe, win it for Seth and Dean, and most importantly, for me."

He smiled at your mini speech, kissing your cheek. "Yeah, you're right." He let out a sigh, closing his eyes. "Don't take offense, but I don't want any of y'all coming out there tonight. I need to focus." The boys nodded in agreement, but your face scrunched up. "You don't want me out there?"

Roman looked at you, seeing somewhat of a hurt expression. "Don't take it like that. I love you, but you can't be out there. Rusev might use you as an advantage, or you could be a distraction." Your mouth dropped open, you standing up fast.

"Why would you think I would be a distraction, let alone let Rusev use me against you? Do you not trust me?" Roman shook his head. "No Y/n, you know what I mean, stop trying to make it something it isn't." You grabbed your bag, walking to the door.

"Fine, good luck winning the belt. I'll show you I'm not a distraction!" Roman called out your name, but you were already walking down the hall. Roman brushed your reaction off, getting up and going to the gorilla for the match.

-

You and the boys did what was told, sitting back in the locker room and watching his match. Fans were excited for this, wanting Roman to shut Rusev up. "You think he's gonna win?" Dean asked, watching as Roman hit Rusev with a closeline. "He's gotta focus, and not let Rusev overpower him."

Seth reasoned, eyes growing wide when he saw Lana running down the ramp. "Wait, what's Lana doing?" You perked up at the question, watching as Lana ran down the ramp in her white heels.

Lana got in the apron, yelling at the referee, grabbing his attention. "Oh hell no." Before Seth and Dean could stop you, you ran out the door, and into the entrance way. Fans cheered as you came running, swiping Lana's leg from the apron, her face slamming on the mat.

The referee began yelling at you two to break it up. "Y/n, what are you doing out here?!" You heard Roman yell as you beat Lana down. "Did you not understand what I-" Roman's sentence was cut off when Rusev turned him around, and hit him with a Machka Kick.

Rusev tugged at the referee to count and that was it.

"1, 2, 3."

You looked up in shock seeing Roman on the ground, holding his head while Rusev grabbed his title and exited the ring. You quickly slid in, to Roman's side and Lana and Rusev stalked up the ramp with a smile.

Boo's could be heard around the arena as they taunted you and Roman. Roman staggered to his feet, breathing hard. "Ro, are you okay?" You tried putting a hand on his arm, but he shrugged you off, leaving the ring without a glance back to you.

'Oooos' erupted as Roman walked away, leaving you in the ring.

You followed after him backstage. "Roman wait!" Roman kept walking, ignoring your voice. "Ro, baby, stop walking so fast." Roman made it to the locker room, Seth and Dean, nowhere in sight.

"Okay, now that we're alone, we need to talk about this." Roman's head snapped to you, anger in his eyes. "No, WE don't need to talk about anything. You had one job, one fucking job and you couldn't do that. I said DON'T come out there, and what'd you do? You came out there."

You flinched at the loud tone of his voice. "Roman, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know you were watching me. Maybe if you were watching Rusev and not me, you would've won." Your tone came firm at your statement, watching as Roman slowly walked to you. "What did you just say to me?"

You opened your mouth to repeat it. "I said if you were watching Rusev instead of me, you would've won." You felt bold saying it, but all your confidence flew out the window when Roman's hand came to your throat, cutting your air circulation off.

"Watch how you talk to me! I told you not to come out there! Listen to me when I tell you something!" Your hand was around his wrist, squeezing and tugging for him to release you. He eventually did, walking away to the bathroom. You looked at where he was in disbelief, holding throat.

He just hurt you.

Without any words in your throat, you left out, running down the hall to your friend Paige. You knocked on the door repeatedly, tears in your eyes. She opened the door with a worried face. "Y/n, why are you crying, come in!"

She tugged you in her locker room, sitting you down on the couch and grabbing water. "What happened? Talk to me." It took you a moment, but you got it out. "He choked you?" You nodded your head, showing her your neck, the large handprint..

"This isn't good, Y/n. You need to leave him, call the police, tell Vince, do something!" You were quickly to disagree with her words. "No! I can't. I love him." Paige looked at you like you were crazy. "Y/n listen to yourself! He just choked you, he could've killed you and you want to stay with him?"

Your head hung low, as you answered. "I know what he did was wrong, but he was mad. We all go a little mad sometimes, don't we?" You tried to get a laugh at the famous movie quote, but there was no smile cracking from Paige. "I'm serious, this is no time to joke around. Imma go talk to him." You just sat there as Paige left the room, knowing you couldn't stop her.

-

Paige didn't knock on Roman's door, busting right open to see him sitting on the couch. "Roman fucking Reigns, you're a real bitch!" Paige went crazy, slapping him, until she was out of breath. "Well, I deserved that."

Paige gave him a look. "You think? Who do you think you are to be choking any girl? Especially when it's your girlfriend. Y/n has done NOTHING to you, but supports you. She was trying to help."

Roman sat there silent like a kid getting scolded by his teacher. "If you weren't so busy yelling at her and watching Rusev you probably would've won the belt." Roman groaned, hands covering his ears. "Stop, Y/n said the same thing!"

Paige let out a breath. "She's right. Why did you choke her? You should've just yelled at her, told her to leave you alone." Roman quickly added, "And I did. I told her that I needed some space and I didn't want to talk to her, but she kept pushing me."

It was silent between the two. "You're lucky she didn't tell Vince or call the police." She was about to leave the room, but he stopped her. "Paige, tell her we need to talk when she's ready, please?" Paige listened to him and left to you.

The moment she opened the door you stood up. "What happened? What did you do? What did he say?" She gently pushed you backwards so you landed on the couch. "Woah, calm down, I just talked to him." You waited for her to continue.

"He said he kept telling you he needed space and for you to leave him alone, but you wouldn't stop." You nodded your head. "I just wanted to help him calm down." You sadly said, rubbing your hands over your face. "He also said he wants to talk to you when you're ready."

You looked at her when she said that. "Should I?" Paige shrugged her shoulders. "It's up to you. That's your relationship. If you wanna stay with him go talk to him, but if not you need to tell him." You took in her words, thinking hard. "I need some time."

-

Time turned into a week. You really thought hard about this. You love Roman with everything in you, but is he worth the risk of your life? You got up and dressed and went to his home, knocking on the door.

The door opened revealing a tired looking Roman. Dark bags under his eyes, he smiled. "Hey." You returned his smile. "Hello." He stepped aside, letting you in. You walked in, sitting on the living room couch. "Do you want something to eat or drink?" You politely declined, and he joined you.

The room was quiet for a few seconds before you decided to speak up. "We don't need any foreplay. We both know what happened last week." He nodded his head in agreement. "I've had a week to think about us, but I wanna hear your plea first."

Roman cleared his throat. “I know I should've never put my hands on you, especially to choke you, but I wasn't in the right state of mind that night. You were there after I told you not to, I got distracted, and lost my temper. And I'm not using that as an excuse. I can see if you don't wanna be with me, let alone friends. I'm supposed to protect you. I promised your parents to protect you with everything in me, only for it to be me who’s hurting you. I just feel like I'm such a shitty boyfriend."

A frown came to your face as he continued to speak. "You should just break up with me, call the police, tell Vince to fire me. I ain't no man." You scooted closer to him, cupping his cheeks in your hand.

"Listen to me Ro, even though you did something that is unacceptable, that doesn't change the fact that you're a great boyfriend. I'm sorry that I was trying to help after you told me not to, but I just wanted to be useful to you."

You both sat in silence, taking in each other's words. “I wanna stay with you, but we gotta take things slow, like turtle slow. I need to regain my trust. I was so scared that day. I thought you were gonna kill me.” Roman’s eyes grew wide at your confession. “I would never, but I can see why.”

You ran your hand over his knuckles. “Just take it slow, real slow.” He kissed your knuckle as a thank you.

Seth Rollins:

You walked down the halls, making your way to Seth's locker room.

You just finished an important match that's giving you an opportunity for the Divas Championship.

You opened the door to see Seth sitting on the couch typing on his phone, and TV off. "Hey baby, did you see my match?" You asked, breathing heavy.

Seth grumbled a response, continuing to type away. "Seth?" Seth ignored you, eyes still glued to his phone. "Seth!" Seth's eyes snapped up to you. "What!?" He screamed just as loud as you. "Did you hear me?" Seth stood up, nodding his head.

"Yeah, something about going to the catering? Look, I have to go meet a friend, I'll talk to you later." He placed a kiss on your cheek and walked away.

You stood there looking confused. What was on his phone? Why did all of a sudden he had to go 'meet a friend?' Why couldn’t he tell you who it was? You brushed your questions off and decided to take a shower to cool down and get the sweat off you.

-

You washed up and made your way to the catering. You walked in and saw Roman and Dean sitting at the corner table, Dean devouring a plate of pizza. "Hey boys." Roman greeted you and Dean waved. "Damn Dean, is it good?" You giggled as he grunted. You looked around the room for Seth.

When you got out of the shower he said he would be here. "Have you guys seen Seth?" Roman answered, "Yeah, he was here before you came, but left after getting a text or something." You stayed silent, taking in the information Roman told you. Again with the phone thing and leaving.

Just then Seth walked in, taking a seat next to you. "Hey guys, what are we talking about?" Dean cut in. "Oh, we were talking about how you were-" You quickly stopped Dean from talking. “About how good you're gonna be in your match next week."

You awkwardly laughed, smiling at Seth's suspicious look. "Anyways, when I was on my way here I overheard some staff members talking about how Donald Trump is supposed to-." Seth didn't finish his story before Becky came up to him, tapping him on his shoulder.

"Seth, can we talk?" Everyone's attention went to Becky as Seth looked at her. "Yeah, let's go somewhere more private." Without hesitation he stood up, going with her.

It was silent as you and the boys wondered what just happened. "Did Becky just take our boy away?" Dean asked, breaking the silence. "Yeah, yeah she did." Roman said, chuckling in disbelief. "Guys, I know this might sound crazy, but I think Seth might be cheating on me."

Dean and Roman looked at you like you were crazy. "I know, I know, you may be thinking 'why?' It's because he's been glued to his phone recently, not watching my matches, and I have a feeling it's with Becky." You sighed, running a hand over your face.

This was all too stressful for you right now. "I think I'm gonna head to the hotel early, I'll talk to y'all next week." The boys let you go, seeing sadness in your eyes.

-

Next week came around the corner and boy were you excited. The chance to win the title against Aj was here. You've trained for this day to come and now that it's here you can't wait.

You were standing at the gorilla with Seth, Roman and Dean, doing your stretches. "Don't stress out, okay? You're gonna win that title for yourself." Roman said, shaking you by the shoulders. "And for us!" Dean added, a laugh erupting from all of you.

Seth was about to say something, but his phone dinged. "Oh guys I gotta go, good luck babe." He left, walking down the hall. You watched as Seth walked away, a sad look on your face. "Hey, focus on your match and then you'll get back to him." You nodded your head continuing your stretches until it was time.

-

It seems like their pep talk did wonders because you came up winning the title. You were crying with tears of joy, standing up tall with the title. Aj sat on the mat, throwing a fit while screaming, but you didn't care. You just won your first ever title.

You stayed out for a while before heading backstage. The first people who met you were Dean and Roman. Dean engulfed you in a hug, squeezing you tightly. "Dean, please let me go. You're squeezing the life outta me." Dean compiled, letting you go following a hug from Roman.

"We're so proud of you. You got your first ever gold while being in the shield!" You smiled thanking them once more. "Have you guys seen Seth?" Their smiles dropped fast. "No. He hasn't come back since you left." A frown came to your face. He was probably watching the match from his locker room. "It's okay I'll go see him."

You entered his locker room, seeing he wasn't there. "Seth?" You called out, looking around. You spot his phone on the table. You picked it up, it turned on when a notification came up. It was Becky texting him. You tried to open his phone, but it was locked with a password.

You then tried to open it with his password, but it didn't work. He changed it? You were too invested in his phone that you didn't hear Seth's footsteps coming to you. "Y/n, what are you doing with my phone?" You turned around seeing him. "I won my match!" You showed him your title, with a smile.

"Okay, now please give me my phone." Your smile dropped when you noticed he didn't care. "Seth, can I ask you something?" His eyes didn't meet yours, with them on his phone. "If I get my phone back, yeah." You let off a breath before asking. "Are you cheating on me with Becky?"

Seth froze as he heard you. "What? Why would you think that?" You dryly chuckled. "You've been glued to your phone like it's your heart. You're always texting her and then leaving, so I'm gonna ask again. Is it Becky?"

You could see anger in his face. "No! I'm not cheating on you. Now give me my phone back!" He reached for it, but you backed away. "No, I don't believe you. Just tell me the truth!" Seth took a deep breath, inching closer to you. "I'm not gonna tell you again, give it back."

You held the phone farther from you. "No, if you're cheating on me I-" You stopped talking when Seth pushed you back, grabbing his phone. Your whole body fell backwards, slamming into the glass table behind you.

The loud thud and glass shattering caught the attention of Seth. You winced in pain as the glass stabbed your skin, blood leaking from your body. Seth dropped his phone. "Y-y/n?" He slowly inched towards you, but you jumped in pain.

Knocks came to the door, following people entering the room. "Seth what did you do!?" Seth's attention turned to Roman and Dean and many other superstars who had the look of horror in their eyes.

He was pushed aside by Vince and Triple H when they came into the room. "Someone call an ambulance!" An ambulance shortly arrived, taking you on a stretcher while everyone looked on. "Seth, you gotta tell us what happened." Vince questioned Seth, but Seth couldn't speak.

His whole body was full of guilt. "I-I-" Dean stood up, getting in his face. "Tell us! Tell us what happened! Why was she covered in her own blood!?" Roman pulled him back, calming him down. "I-I pushed h-her." Silence filled in the room as Seth walked away.

He ignored the calls from people and kept walking. He needed to be alone.

-

It's been 2 days since you came to the hospital and the only people that had came to see you were Roman, Dean, your bosses, and parents. You were kind of bummed out that Seth hasn't come, but at the same time glad.

You don't know how you're gonna face him. A knock at the door made you sit up slightly. Walked in was a nurse with pills in a glass of water in her hands. "Hey Y/n, I need you to take your medicine." You took the pills, pushing the glass of water aside. "Just wanted to let you know that you have a visitor. Would you like them to come in?" You nodded your head, closing your eyes.

The nurse walked out and Vince came in. "Hey kid, how ya feeling?" You shrugged your shoulders. "In pain, but it's getting better. The doctor said it would take 2 or 3 weeks for all my cuts to heal." Vince took note of that. "Y/n, did you think he did it on purpose?"

You gave him a questioning look. "Push me?" Vince nodded his head. "Because if you think that, we can press charges, and maybe even fire him." You were quick to dismiss his choices. "No! Please don't! I don't think he did. He just really wanted his phone and I wasn't giving it to him."

Vince didn't know if he should believe you are not, but decided to anyway. "Alright, whatever you say. Imma go and let you get some rest." He left the room, leaving you alone. You stared up at the ceiling, thinking about everything that's happened this week.

-

When you woke up, you felt your hand being squeezed tightly. The sound of sobs came to your ears as you turned your head. It was Seth sitting in the chair, holding your hand while crying.

"Seth?" He jumped at the sound of your voice, standing up quickly. "S-sorry to bother you. I'll be l-leaving now." Before he could take 3 steps you stopped him. "Seth, don't go." He stopped in his tracks. "Sit." He compiled, sitting in the spot from earlier.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, looking down at your body littered with cuts and bruises. "50/50. Hurt, but not too bad." He watched as you sat up from your spot, giving him your full attention. "I'm pretty sure you know why I'm here."

You nodded your head. "There's no words that can describe how sorry I am. I didn't know there was a table behind you. I just wanted my phone, I didn't want you to find out!"

Your face turned into confusion at the last part of his sentence. "Find out about what?" Seth shook his head, sniffing the tears away.

"Me and Becky have been talking about ways to help our relationship out. I've been noticing how upset you've been looking and how drained you are, so I asked her for help since y'all used to be friends in NXT. It was supposed to be a surprise for our anniversary."

Your mouth dropped open in shock. That's why he's been so secretive. No wonder she's been asking you what things would make you happy and always talking to your parents behind your back. "Oh my Seth, I'm-'' Seth cut you off, knowing what you were gonna say.

"No, I should be the one apologizing. I lost my temper over my phone and look at where it got us." You let out a sigh seeing how hurt he was. Taking your hand in his and intertwining before giving a squeeze. “We can try again, but no more hiding phones, and let’s take it slow.” He thanked you repeatedly, kissing your hand. “Thank you, I promise I’ll be more honest with you.”

You both fell asleep that night in relief.

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[damiansgoodgirll]

can you please write a really really sad story where you were dating seth rollins when he was still on shield but the. becky joins and he cheats on you with her please ❤️

i love becky so so so so so much, i’m feeling so guilty for making her the bad guy here :(

seth rollins x reader

tw : angst, cheating

traitor

you knew something was off the moment your boyfriend started skipping your usual movie nights or your friday afternoon training together.

he claimed he was too tired or too busy but you knew he was hiding something, you just couldn’t picture what.

you and seth had been dating for almost a decade, you were there through his in and out of the shield, you were there when he turned his back on seth and roman, you were there when he shared his last hug with roman before he retired to treat his cancer and you were there when seth wasn’t fully understanding the reason his best friend dean ambrose left wwe.

you were there for him, always.

he was the first person you met when you joined wwe, only 18 at the time but with so much energy to learn and be better.

he started training you, teaching you new moves and new tricks and you couldn’t be more grateful. but something bloomed out from that friendship, something that was more than friendship.

he asked you on a date. and one date turned into a second date and a second date turned into movie nights together at his place, falling asleep on his couch, him making love to you, showing you how much he loved you and how grateful he was that you were in his life.

he made you feel safe and protected, and it’s been going on for almost ten years so you couldn’t understand why he was distancing himself from you.

you saw him getting closer to becky lynch, one of your best friend. you simply thought he was training her, the same way he did to you and the same way he did with so many other wrestlers but you saw him spending more and more time with her and completely avoiding you.

“seth…can we talk?” you asked him one night, while you were both laying in bed.

“sure” he turned his face to you.

“is everything okay?”

“of course, what you mean?” he asked. he knew what you meant. he knew you weren’t stupid and he knew you were going to find out.

“i mean…is everything okay? you know if there’s something that’s bothering you, you can always talk to me…i’ve seen you’ve been avoiding me more and more these past days and if i did something to make you mad i’m so sorry…” you apologised and seth felt his heart breaking a little more.

you were apologising for his cheating.

“i promise you love, you didn’t do anything to make you mad” it pained him to lie to you “i’m not mad at you, i promise you…i’ve just been training more these days and i’m always too tired” he laughed “i promise i’ll be more present from now on” he scooped you closer into his embrace and even if his words were supposed to comfort you, you felt something was off, you felt he was lying.

and you were right.

of course you were.

you weren’t supposed to hit the gym that day but the receptionist called you to tell you that a few days prior you forgot some of your clothes in the changing room and that she put them aside for you.

parking in your usual spot you noticed becky’s car was there and your boyfriend’s car was there too. you found it weird seeing seth car there as he told you that he was at finn’s home to help him train.

the moment you stepped into the gym you knew the receptionist didn’t call you only for your clothes, she wanted you to know the truth, she wanted you too see what was going on.

becky’s arms around seth chest as she was kissing his shoulders while he was lifting some weights. he couldn’t stop smiling and you felt so stupid for even believe everything was fine. he saw your reflection in the mirror and before he could say anything you were out of the gym, reaching for your car and driving way too fast for everyone’s liking.

you couldn’t stop the tears falling from your eyes and you knew you couldn’t face seth so instead of going straight home you booked a room in your favorite hotel in town.

he called you but you never answered. he texted you but you left him on read. you were so mad and disappointed you couldn’t even face him.

your friend rhea knew something was wrong the moment you didn’t show up at your girls night together. she tried to contact you but you wouldn’t reply, not even to her. liv called you, shayna texted you so many times your phone was probably going to explode.

seth knew where you were but he knew that if he came to see you it would only ended up with blood on his face so he preferred letting things calm down.

it was the morning after, when you stepped into the wwe headquarters that you saw him. you looked like shit, you were wearing the same clothes of the day before, your eyes all red and you looked tired, almost as if you didn’t sleep at all.

“can we please talk?” seth followed you when you were going into your own office but he stopped you before you could go in.

“i’m not really in the mood…”

“please…” he begged and you turned around “i’m so sorry…i should have told you and…”

“should have told me what? that you were cheating? that my boyfriend, the one i’ve been dating for the past years has been cheating with one of my best friends? that you aren’t even ashamed about it? i really don’t wanna hear it seth…” you said almost screaming, a few heads turning around but you didn’t care.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” he said again.

“i don’t care if you’re sorry! you should have told me! you should have told me that you weren’t in love anymore instead of cheating on me! i deserved to know, i deserved to know the truth…instead you preferred lying…” you kept saying, you didn’t care if you were crying.

“i know…i know i fucked up” he was hurting seeing you like that. you were a good person, you always stayed by his side, you were loyal and caring and you didn’t deserve this, he knew that, but at the same time he couldn’t stop what he was feeling for becky.

“you fucked up? fucking my best friend, cheating behind my back, lying and making me feel like it was my fault and all you have to say is that you fucked up? i want you out of my home seth, i want you out of my life…i want you and becky out of everything, i can’t even look at you without crying…why did you do it?” you asked him.

“i - i don’t have an excuse…i know, i shouldn’t have done it…i should have talked to you” he said wiping his tears away.

“i’ve asked you so many times, i’ve asked you so many times if everything was okay, if everything was good and you kept saying yes, that i shouldn’t worry…for how long?” you asked him, knowing that the actual answer might broke you.

“five months…” he said.

five months.

two months ago was your anniversary. he was already fucking her in the same moment he was fucking you. he was telling her how much he loved her the same moment he was telling it to you.

“oh god…” you whispered, thinking about everything that happened in the past five months. you even brought up the idea of starting a family with him, you were talking about getting married and he was fucking your best friend behind your back.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” he apologised.

“leave…please, leave, i don’t wanna see you ever again…i think i’ll take a break from wrestling, i can’t even stand in the same room as you and becky without wanting to rip your heads off…” you said before turning back and going into your office.

he stood there for a few minutes, watching the plain white door that was in front of him.

before leaving he was met with the angry look on rhea’s face.

“don’t say anything please…” he said.

“you and becky disgust me…” she said before checking up on you.

you let her in and, knowing she heard everything about your and seth’s conversation, you knew you couldn’t lie to her and you spilled everything and she let you cry over her shoulder, helping you calming you down and comforting you, because all you needed in that moment was to feel affection.

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HIS GIRL - Roman Reigns

JUST SOMETHING I HAD SITTING IN MY DRAFTS SINCE LAST YEAR ✍😅 MY FRIEND WHO'S NOT ON HERE AND DOESN'T WRITE HELPED WITH THE SEMI SPICY PART LOL 🤣

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REAL NAMES WILL BE USED JUST CAUSE

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Y|N AND JOE HAVE BEEN BEST FRIENDS SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL AND HAVE EVEN FOOLED AROUND OCCASIONALLY BUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP SOON CHANGES WHEN NEW BOY COLBY LOPEZ ARRIVES

•

"I should get going, Joe." Y|N giggled, trying to wiggle out of his grip causing the guy next to her to tighten his grip. "Joseph, let go."

"I don't want you to go."

And I don't want to leave.

Y|N sighed.

Her lips slowly turning upwards into a smile as she unknowingly sunk deeper into his muscular arms.

Just hearing Joe say he didn't want her to leave made her stomach do backflips.

But she knew she had to stop herself before she got too deep in her feelings.

Like who was she kidding?

Joseph's her bestfriend.

Has been her best friend since the day they met when she was the new girl in school.

The first day of seventh grade, to be exact.

It was only recently that they had decided to give in to the temptation that had began lingering over them since their junior year of high school, and had, had sex.

It was Y|N's first time.

Not so much Joe's.

Of course, the man's like every girl's fantasy at school.

But that's beside the point.

Y|N had swore up and down that night she had allowed Joe to take her virginity that she could handle her emotions, and not be one of those clingy girls that all of a sudden wanted more than no strings attached.

Those girls that would ultimately find themselves wanting a relationship.

Wanting said bestfriend to be theirs and only theirs.

When deep down she had quickly became that girl.

All because she wanted her bestfriend to make her feel the way he had made those other girls feel.

It just so happen, Y|N was good at hiding how she felt.

But then there would be times like now, when Joe would say things like 'I don't want you to go.'

Something so simple that would only make Y|N long for something more, even more.

Get yourself together, before you ruin everything.

With another sigh, Y|N began wiggling again. "It's the night before the first day of senior year, Joe. I have to go home and get some sleep."

"Sleep here." Joe quickly replied, with a chuckle as he leaned over to nip at the skin on my neck, almost immediately causing me to close my eyes, and bit down on my lips. "Please."

Y|N shook her head, trying to fight off the urge to moan, as Joe's hand began to slide further and further down her body. "I have no clothes." She quickly blurted out, trying to think of any excuse to be let go.

"Wear something of mines." Joe countered with a smirk as his hand stopped. "You love stealing my stuff all the other times."

"My dads will be pissed." Y|N gasped out, feeling Joe's finger come in contact with her folds. "I'm not about to show up on the first day of my senior year dressed like you. And I know if I stay I won't be getting much sleep."

"Are you serious?" Joe questioned, looking over at Y|N in disbelief. "You really want to go? Right now?" His grip now loosened from around Y|N waist.

No!

"Well..." Y|N stuttered out, rolling over so that she could face Joe. "Maybe I can be a little late. But we have to be quick."

"No promises." She heard her bestfriend say, smirking, as he gripped Y|N's face, pulling her in for a kiss.

This boy will be the death of me.

•

"Looks like you and Joe had a good time." Trinity said, nudging Y|N with her elbow as she, Y|N and their other friend Liv walked down the hall at the end of school.

"Is it really noticeable..?" Y|N blushed, already knowing her friend was referring to the hickey Joe had marked her with last night when they were going for round two. "I was up at six this morning covering this thing up."

Thank goodness the other three are in a place they won't see, Y|N thought, giggling to herself.

Liv shrugged, playfully rolling her eyes at her friend. "Well, it looks like you need a touch up."

"I'll put more on in the ca-"

Before Y|N could finish what she was saying, a male voice was heard calling out to her.

"Who's he?" Liv was the first to ask, as the three girls turned their attention to the unrecognizable boy calling out to Y|N.

"Oh..." Y|N spoke with a smile. "The new guy, Colby. He just moved to Florida from Iowa."

Trinity laughed, eyeing her friend. "And how do you know all of this?" She asked, taking note of the instantaneous smile that formed on Y|N's face.

"He's in my first and second period."

And before either one of her friends could think of anything else to say or question her about, Y|N had walked off heading over to Colby.

•

"Is that Y|N?" Joe heard his cousin Jonathan ask as him and Jon's younger twin brother Joshua turned a corner in school, heading for the double doors to leave out the school building.

Joe stopped in his tracks, looking in the direction that his younger cousin was looking.

Seeing none other than Y|N.

And some guy he didn't know.

"Who's that guy she's talking to?"

"Oh, that's the new guy, Cory." Jon answered.

"It's Colby." Josh spoke up, correcting his brother. "He's the new kid from Iowa. He's in first period with me and Y|N."

Joe nodded, his eyes locked on his bestfriend as she was deep in conversation with Colby.

Even when Joe tried to tear his eyes away, he couldn't.

And for some reason, the longer he watched the more his blood began to boil.

Wait, why was his blood boiling?

Y|N's talked to guys other than him and his cousins before.

Hell she's even dated guys before.

She's even been out a few times with guys since they began fooling around.

And Joe's never had a problem before.

But then again, he's never had to watch Y|N talk to a guy other than him, his family and a few mutual guy friends.

People that went to school here knew Y|N was Joe's.

And because of that she was off limits.

So, he most definitely didn't want to start having to watch some clueless ass new guy step on his territory.

Now that he's got a good thing going on with her.

As if someone was controlling him, Joe had quickly made his way over to where Y|N stood, laughing with the new guy, Colby.

"Hey, beautiful." He greeted Y|N, leaning down giving Y|N a sloppy kiss, shoving his tongue into her mouth.

That's my girl, Joe thought smirking into the kiss as Y|N almost immediately kissed back.

•

Okay.

What.

The.

Fuck?

Y|N slowly pulled away from the kiss, her hand on Joe's chest as she pushed him back.

Where did that come from?

She could feel heat rising to her face as she stood there for a second or two trying to catch her breath after Joe's spontaneous tongue filled kiss.

And 'hey beautiful?'

When did Joe start addressing her as beautiful?

Don't get it wrong, Joe has always been the main guy to call her beautiful or make her feel beautiful but that was maybe when Y|N was showing off a new outfit or you know, when they're having sex or whatever.

But addressing by saying beautiful?

That's new.

She wasn't even sure if he's ever even addressed her as babe, or even baby before.

So why now?

Y|N looked up at Joe for the first time since he came over to her and stuck his tongue down her throat seeing a new emotion that she's never seen before.

Jealousy.

Joseph was jealous over something I was doing?

Could he be feeling the things I've been feeling for him lately, for me?

"I'm sorry about that, Colby." Y|N said embarrassingly as she tried to focus her attention on her new friend, while also taking notice of how close Joe was pulling her in to him. "This is Joe."

"Colby." The guy she's only met this morning during class said a smile on his face as he stretched out a balled up fist to Joe seemingly to give him a fist bump.

Joe nodded, ignoring Colby's gesture. "I heard Y|N." He mumbled turning to Y|N dropping his arm from around Y|N's waist. "I'm ready to go."

Y|N nodded taking note of his tone.

It wasn't something she liked considering it didn't seem like the Joseph she'd known since she was twelve.

But at the same time he was her ride home and because of her being unable to say no to a second round with Joe last night, she was on the verge of being grounded by her dads after coming home half an hour after her curfew.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She said to Colby, before turning and walking off with Joe.

•

Joe walked to his car, an slightly angry Y|N leading the way as she stomped ahead, her arms crossed over her chest.

This is gonna be a long ride.

Seeing Y|N had reached his car before him, Joe used his key fob to unlock the car giving her access.

About a minute later, Joe had finally gotten settled in the car and had thrown his backpack in the backseat next to Y|N's.

"What the hell was that?" He heard Y|N ask, her head snapping in his direction as he put his key in the ignition, starting his car engine. "And don't ask what like you don't know I'm talking about you shoving your damn tongue down my throat."

"I thought you loved my tongue." Joe fake gasped, pretending to be hurt bu Y|N insinuating she didn't enjoy their kiss.

Y|N blushed, rolling her eyes. "I do love your tongue Joe." She replied. "But that's not what I mean."

"Then I'm confused."

"You've never done something like that at school, Joe. That's what I'm trying to say." Y|N tried explaining, hoping Joe was catching on to what she was saying or trying to say.

"I've never had to." Joe replied, glancing over at his bestfriend. "I've never felt like someone was threatening me."

Y|N scoffed. "How was Colby threatening you? All he was doing was talking to me."

"I don't know." Joe mumbled. "It's just everybody at school knows you're mine but here comes some new kid and he's basically flirting with you." He added. "I just wanted him to know you're my girl."

"Really?"

"Really, Y|N." Joe quickly answered, unaware of the way Y|N thought he meant when he said she was his girl.

Joe did mean it when he said Y|N was his girl.

He won't even deny that he's got actual romantic feelings for her to anyone, other than Y|N herself.

But he didn't mean it as he plan to stop seeing his other flings.

After all him and Y|N had an understanding.

And him getting jealous didn't mean much right?

As long as Y|N kept her romances out of his sight and she stayed away from that new kid, this thing between him and his bestfriend was good.

•

Y|N smiled, while also side eying her bestfriend.

She wasn't stupid.

Which was why she knew Joe hadn't meant that she was his in a way she'd hoped he'd meant.

But that was fine.

Cause atleast now Y|N knew Joe had enough feelings for her that he would get jealous over her simply talking to a guy.

After all he wouldn't have gotten jealous over someone he just saw as a friend who he enjoyed having sex with from time to time...

Right?

One thing's for sure Y|N had more hope in this moment than she did last night when they were together.

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[ametrinearrows]

Love's Leap

Seth Rollins and I had been the best of friends for years in the intense world of WWE. We had traveled together, trained together, and faced countless challenges side by side. But lately, something had shifted between us, something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. 

One evening, as we were both backstage before a show, I decided to confide in one of my fellow Superstars, Ember Moon. She was perceptive and had a way of cutting straight to the heart of things. 

I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I leaned against a stack of equipment cases. "Ember, something's different with Seth and me, and I don't know what to do about it." 

She looked at me with a knowing smile. "You mean the whole 'best friends' thing is getting a little complicated?" 

I nodded, feeling a mixture of frustration and longing. "Exactly. I can't help but wonder if there's something more between us, but I'm afraid to ruin our friendship." 

Ember raised an eyebrow. "Well, have you talked to him about it?" 

I shook my head. "No, I haven't. I don't even know how to bring it up." 

Ember gave me an encouraging nudge. "YN, sometimes you just have to be honest with yourself and with him. You can try asking him how he feels. It might be scary, but it's better than letting your feelings linger in the shadows." 

Her words hit home, and I knew she was right. It was time to have that conversation with Seth, no matter how daunting it seemed. 

Later that evening, as we were both sitting in the locker room, I mustered the courage to broach the subject. "Seth, can I talk to you about something?" 

He looked up from lacing his boots, his blue eyes meeting mine. "Sure, YNN. What's on your mind?" 

I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. "Lately, I've been feeling like there's something more between us, something beyond just friendship. Have you ever thought about that?" 

Seth's expression softened, and he set aside his boots, giving me his full attention. "YNN, I've been feeling the same way." 

Relief washed over me as I realized that we were on the same page. "Really?" 

He nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah. I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to risk our friendship, but if you feel the same way..." 

I couldn't help but smile back at him. "I do, Seth. I really do." 

And in that moment, our friendship transformed into something more, something that had been simmering beneath the surface for years. It was scary, but it was also exciting, a new chapter in our lives together. 

Our lips met in a sweet, hesitant kiss that spoke volumes of our unspoken feelings. It was a kiss filled with years of shared moments, trust, and a newfound desire to explore this uncharted territory of love. 

Seth pulled away slightly, his forehead resting against mine. "YNN, I can't believe we're doing this." 

I chuckled softly, my fingers gently tracing his cheek. "Me neither, Seth. But sometimes, you have to take a leap of faith." 

He grinned, his eyes filled with affection. "I'm glad we're taking this leap together." 

We shared another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate, a promise of what was to come. As we pulled away, Seth spoke, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and tenderness. "So, where do we go from here, YN?" 

I leaned in, resting my forehead against his. "We take it one step at a time, Seth. We've got a strong foundation as friends, and now we're building something even stronger." 

He nodded in agreement. "I like the sound of that." 

As we continued to talk, the fear of jeopardizing our friendship slowly melted away. We discussed how we would navigate our new relationship within the world of WWE, where our lives were often on public display. 

Seth squeezed my hand, his eyes locked onto mine. "No matter what, YNN, we'll face it together." 

I smiled, feeling a sense of security in his words. "Together, Seth." 

And with that, we sealed our newfound love with another kiss, knowing that whatever challenges lay ahead, we had each other to lean on. Our journey had taken an unexpected turn, but it was a journey we were both excited to embark upon, hand in hand, as lovers and best friends. 

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I’m Not Him | The Shield Imagine [Separate]

Anon: Ooh could we get fic-one of the shield boys-where gf pushes him to hang out with his friends, doesnt kiss him in front of his friends, tries not to ask him for much. And he gets really angry until he learns her ex accused her of being clingy so she didnt want him to dump her bc shes 'smothering', some agst then fluff. Thanks!

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Summary; Y/n isn’t used to a nontoxic relationship so when The boys pull her up on her odd behaviour of pushing him to hang out with his friends more.

WARNINGS: fluff, angst, crying, breakups, makeups, roman being a sweetheart, Seth being an idiot, errors I missed.

A/N: I know you said one of the boys but I decided to do all three.

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DEAN AMBROSE: [aka Jon Moxley]

He was cool with it at first. He thought you were one of those calm girlfriends who didn’t make a big deal if he hung around his friends a lot.

You never kissed him in front of his friends, you never asked for much.

But it got to the point where it become a habit. Whenever he was with you and he got from one of his friends or a call, you told him to hang out with them.

He started to think maybe you didn’t love him anymore and were cheating on him, which caused him to get pissed off.

Eventually, he confronted you in a fit of rage, which kind of scared you.

The two of you were snuggled on the couch, watching some cheesy cringy movie on Netflix that he wasn’t really invested in when his phone pinged with a text message. It was one of his friends asking if he wanted to hang out. You glanced over at the text message.

“You can go see them,” You spoke. He looked up at you. eyes filled with anger which kind of made you gulp. Having flashbacks to your ex. You thought he was going to say of course I can.

“No, I’m watching this movie with you,” He spoke. Looking back at the screen. But you could sense he was annoyed, and you didn’t want him to think you were clingy.

“I can tell you hate it; you can go I don’t mind,” You spoke again. Voice filled with so much vulnerability.

“That’s bullshit y/n, and you know it,” He snapped, turning his attention away from the screen to look at you. Eyes filled with annoyance. It made you jump, scooting away from him.

“I-what,” You gasped out. Heart pounding so fast.

“You always push me to hang out with my friends, especially when I spend time with you, are you cheating on me? is that why you push me to hang out with your friends so you can bring him around? Or maybe you are using me? Stringing me along?” He growled out. Making tears fall from your eyes.

“No, I’m sorry, I just…I thought you would think I was being clingy if I didn’t let you hang around them, that you would think I am smothering you,” You sobbed.  

“Why would I think that?” He spoke. All his anger had died down. Being placed with sympathy.

You didn’t answer him, hanging your head down in shame. Your silence told him a lot. It obviously had something to do with your asshole ex.

“Did that asshole, call you clingy?” He asked. You nod your head.

“Hey, your not clingy for showing your love, remember that he is an asshole,” He spoke. Grabbing your chin and pulling your head up so you were looking at him.

Your eyes were blurred with tears. He wiped away your tears.

“I think I need to go around to your ex’s house and punch the shit out of him,” He spoke. Making a small smile appear on your lips, which made him happy.

“There’s that smile,” He beamed, letting go of your chin, as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his chest as he hugged you tight.

“No more of that toxic thinking,” He spoke. You nodded your head…

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ROMAN REIGNS:

Roman finds it strange you push him to hang out with his friends. Even when they don’t text or call him to make plans.

He finds it even odd that you don’t kiss him in front of them, though he can understand given the fact that the relationship he and you had didn’t start great, you were still in a relationship and he was divorced, so some people might assume that he ruined your relationship or that you are pretty much a whore.

He definitely wasn’t going to force a kiss out of you. He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.

His friends think you are cool for that, letting him hang out with them a lot, but Roman believes there’s something deep down that is making you push him towards his friends. Maybe trauma.

He knew your ex-boyfriend was the worst to you. He knew because he saved Roman isn’t angry per se he is just sad that you don’t want to spend a lot more time with him, even when his friends don’t ask him to hang out.

He just finds it odd. He thinks maybe something is going on with you.

Especially when you don’t ask a lot out of him. It’s like you don’t want his help. He can see you struggling when you do need help. It’s the insignificant things, like taking the dishes to the sink, struggling to hold the laundry basket full of clothes, etc.

He doesn’t believe you are cheating because he knows you better than you know yourself. He knows you are deeply in love with him, but he can tell you are scared. He does believe it has something to do with your past relationship.

He does think it has something to do with your ex, he thinks maybe you weren’t telling him the whole truth about your past relationship with your ex, the one he saved you from, he believed he was more than physically abusive to you he thinks he was emotionally abusive as well. He doesn’t want to pressure you into telling him if you weren’t ready.

So he took it slowly, canceling his plans to hang with you. which he saw put you on edge, it was only a matter of time till you caved in. He could tell by your behaviour, how on edge you were.

“You should hang out with them, I don’t mind,’ You spoke, as he helped you fold the pile of clothes.

Roman shrugged his shoulders.

“You okay?” He asked, noticing your breathing got uneven.

“Yeah, I just don’t want you to miss out hanging with your friends and regret it,” You answered rather too quickly.

“It’s never boring with you,” He spoke. Sending a wink your way, which seemed to make you cry even harder. Stupid emotions. You scolded yourself.

‘Y/n, hey, what’s wrong?” He asked. Hands cupping the side of your face.

“It’s nothing,” You gasped out. Drying your tears. But they still fell.

‘It’s not nothing if you are crying,” He spoke.

“I-just, I…” Struggling to tell him why you were crying. You didn’t want him to leave you since you were so emotionally damaged by your ex.

“Is this about your ex?” Roman asked, making you look at him in shock.

“How did you know?” You gasped out.

“It’s pretty obvious he did more than just physically abuse you,” Roman spoke. Making you cry even harder.

“You can tell me,” He spoke, as he guided you to sit on the couch. Hands off your face now. His right arm wrapped around your shoulder. He placed his left hand on your thigh. His eyes never left your eyes as you stared at him. when you spoke you looked away.

“He said I was smothering him whenever I asked him to do stuff or asked something from him, he said that I was clingy when I didn’t let him hang out with his friends, and when I kissed him in front of his friends he said I was being a clingy bitch and smothering him,” You confessed.

“He is truly a fucking idiot, he never deserved you,” Roman spoke in a soothing voice. He didn’t want to scare you with an angry voice. He was pissed off at your ex.

“Hey, look at me,” Roman spoke softly. you turned your head to look at him. It broke his heart seeing you crying over what that asshole did to you, the mind games he played on you still affected you.

”I just didn’t want you to think I was clingy and smothering you,” You sniffled out.

“I would never think that about you, I love you too much,” Roman spoke. Seeing you smile softly.

Which made him smile.

“I love you too,” You spoke. Making his eyes sparkle. The pad of his thumb wipes your fallen tears.

Eyes locked on each other.

“Don’t ever think you are being clingy or smothering me for showing your love and affection towards me because you aren’t I love you so much y/n,” Roman spoke in a soft tone, making your heart melt….

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SETH ROLLINS:

Seth really didn’t make a big deal out of it at first, like Dean/Jon he assumed you were the cool girlfriend, the laid-back one, but he started to see it as a red flag, especially when you didn’t kiss him in front of his friends, how you solely pushed him towards hanging out with his friends, how you tried not to ask much from him, even when he knew you wanted to.

It started to piss him off. So, when he rudely confronted you on this, his patience for your explanation ran thin. And it really didn’t go the right way.

“Are you cheating on me? huh, is that why you won't kiss me in front of my friends? You push me to hang out with them so you can bring him around and fuck him? huh?” He snapped out. Which only made you burst into tears.

Seth held no sympathy though. He rolled his eyes.

“Oh don’t cry,” He snapped.

“He can have you, WE ARE DONE,” Seth shouted, before turning around and storming out of the house he shared with you. Leaving you to fall on the floor, and sob harder.

Seth ignored you through the weeks, texting you to get your stuff out of the house, and he didn’t care where you went to. He was ruthless.

Your best friend was pissed off at him, you ended up staying with her. Wallowing in her guest bedroom and crying your eyes out. Heartbroken. She hasn’t seen you this messed up since that asshole ex of yours did a number on you.

She had enough. Seth was being a complete wanker, she had to give him a piece of her mind, so she decided to drive over to his place and yell at him for treating you like shit. If it got to the point she had to get violent she would, she didn’t care, no one treats her best friend like that.

When she got there she parked in the driveway. Putting her car in park and putting the handbrake up. Turned the car off. She took the keys out of the ignition and got out of her car. Slamming the door shut.

She marched over to the front door. Knocking really hard on the door. She didn’t care.

The door opened revealing an annoyed Seth. They both rolled their eyes.

“Hey asshole,” She hissed out.

“Of course, she would get her best friend to pick her shit up, too much of a coward to do it herself,” Seth snarled out. Making y/n’s best friend give him a bitch look.

“She never cheated on you, you fucking moron, if you got your head out of your ass for just one minute and let her explain instead of jumping to a conclusion, then you would know the truth, and your one to talk, you’ve cheated, you are such a hypocrite, she would never cheat, I don’t know what she sees in you but you are a complete douchebag,” She snapped. Her eyes blazed with anger.

“If she didn’t cheat on me then why was she pushing me towards my friends not kissing me, hardly asking me much?” He snapped back.

“Because her ex called her clingy and told her she was smothering him for not letting him hang out with his friends for kissing him in front of them, especially when she asked him for things, so she got it into her head that if she did that shit with you, you wouldn’t like it, you idiot,” She hissed out. God, she wanted to punch him so hard.

Seth looked shocked. Mouth a gap. She took a step back. Rolling her eyes in annoyance. God, he was such an idiot. She only came to him because it broke her heart to see you in so much pain and Seth was an idiot for not letting you explain yourself.

“Are you coming you idiot, I’m not letting my best friend cry another tear for you,” She hissed.

Seth quickly grabbed his keys from the hallway table that was near the front door. Exiting the house. He locked the door, following your best friend. She was already in the car. Looking annoyed.

Seth got in the car. Before he could put his seatbelt on your best friend sped off. Making Seth look at her like she was crazy. He put the seatbelt on.

An awkward silence filled the car. She turned the radio up. But Seth’s thoughts were on you.

She definitely wasn’t going to the speed limit. Going over the speed limit. She really was a rough driver. A couple of times Seth thought they were going to crash into another car.

After fifteen minutes of her horrible driving, they finally arrived at her house. She parked the car in the narrow driveway. Putting the handbrake on and the handbrake up. She turned the car off.

Turning her head to look at Seth.

“I will be in the backyard, if I here uncontrollably sobbing I will end your life,” She spoke, yanking the key out of the ignition, taking her seatbelt off, she opened the door and got out, slamming the door as soon as she got out. she opened the side gate, then slammed that one closed.

Seth collected his thoughts for a second, before he unbuckled the seatbelt, and opened the door. He got out. closing the door softly.

Walking to the front door. He opened the door, gently closing it. Anxiety bubbled up inside of him.

He heard soft sniffling. Making his heart drop. He did that to you, and it broke his heart. Seth followed the sound of soft crying. Standing in front of a door. He knocked softly. When he didn’t hear a reply he opened the door.

His heart ached as he saw you curled in a ball.

“Y/n,” Seth spoke softly, making you stop crying. He walked closer to the bed. Sitting down

“I know why you have been acting the way you have when we were together, I know you didn’t cheat, and I was such an idiot to think that, your best friend told me that your ex said you were clingy and smothering him when you showed PDA towards him to his friends, and that he would say you where clingy when he wanted to hang out with his friends and he claimed you didn’t let him, he was an idiot, and I am a bigger idiot for not letting you explain,” He spoke.

You turned to face him. Making Seth give a heartbroken look as he saw how red your eyes were. Cheeks puffy. Of course, she would go over to his house and give him a piece of her mind, she always cared about you.

“I want to make a mend, I want us to be together again, I’m a fool for letting you go, but I understand if you don’t want to, it is totally up to you?” He asked. Your heart hammered.

Your hand grabbed a hold of his. Making him look down at his and your intertwined fingers, he looked up at you as you looked up at him with pain-filled eyes.

“Baby steps,” You spoke, Making Seth smile. His thumb caresses the back of your hand. You knew it would take a lot of work to trust again, to trust Seth fully, to be able to be comfortable in your relationship with him, to get over your past trauma with your ex-boyfriend, but you believed Seth was worth it….

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Waking Up With The Shield - 2/3: Never Too Late For Love

Fandom: WWE.

Category: F/M.

Relationship: Seth Rollins x Female Reader.

Type: One shot.

Words: 1,377.

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I was peacefully asleep, silently lost in a sea of dreams, until I woke up out of the blue when I suddenly felt something rather heavy land on my face, bringing me back to reality right away.

"S-Seth...?" I weakly asked in a murmur.

With some difficulty, I opened my eyes as much as I could and instantly saw his arm had fallen on my face, covering one-half of it.

"Good God..." I murmured once more as I closed my eyes back. "Really, honey?"

With all of my morning strength, I grabbed hold of his limb with both of my hands and lifted it from my face before I set it to the side, next to my head: only then, when I turned my eyes to the rest of the bed did I realize he had actually invaded the totality of my side of the mattress with his entire body, one of his legs lying over one of mine, which had become completely numb by then. Additionally, his pillows had somehow slipped from underneath his head to have instead spread all over the bed and he had unconsciously pulled most of the sheets to himself, leaving half of my body uncovered. As I let out a sigh, I leaned to the side a little and grabbed hold of it: with a firm grip, I managed to pull the blanket closer to me by a few inches, which made Seth move slightly in his sleep.

Although his lips muttered something incoherent in a voice that was so quiet it was almost inaudible, he was still sound asleep, not showing any sign of waking up any time soon without me intervening. So, as I shook my head slowly, I turned my whole body to him and put my hands on his arms.

"Seth... Come on, wake up already." I said with a slight exasperation as I began to shake him in an attempt to force him to wake up.

When I saw my attempt had resulted in failure, I sighed for the second time.

I know he isn't doing this on purpose... But mornings like these are still so hard for me to get used to. I thought to myself as I stared down at his sleeping face.

Although he was an athlete who followed an intense training routine on a daily basis and regardless of how energetic he always was during the day, Seth happened to be a rather lazy person, a trait of his personality he rarely showed to anyone but me, considering I was around him more often than others. And that included waking up late whenever he could, whenever he had nothing planned, a concept I did not agree on: in my opinion, it was more productive to wake up early in the morning, as it allowed for better efficiency. But I knew Seth could not be helped, he was simply being himself.

As I continued to shake his arms, his body reacted just slightly, but I was still not getting any verbal response; after a minute or so, I eventually gave up and let go of him, my body slowly falling back down on the mattress. With my head now back on my pillow, I turned my gaze to the side, to my bedside table, and extended my arm toward it. I reached for my phone, grabbed it, brought it to my eyes, then looked at the time: 10 AM.

"Ugh, I knew it..." I said with yet another sigh.

With my phone still in my hand, I turned my head on my pillow and stared at Seth, his eyes still closed.

"Seth, do you have any idea what time it is?" I asked, although I expected no answer to come from his mouth.

"Yeah..." He feebly whispered.

"Oh, really? What time, then?"

"The time for me to sleep some more..." He answered as he brought the bedsheets against his face to cover it.

Upon hearing his reply, all the muscles in my body unclenched as I exhaled a deep breath.

"... You have no idea how much I'm fighting against the urge to hit you, right now." I let out as I rubbed my eyes with my hand.

But just as I covered part of my face, I felt a grip on my shoulders, and before I even knew it, I found myself in Seth's tender embrace.

"Please don't be mad at me, love." He murmured against my skin in an endearing tone of voice.

My ears listened to the soothing sound of his voice, which made me close my eyes and rest my head against his chest: whenever I was in his arms, my tension would always be eased, the warmth of his hugs calming me down and appeasing me, no matter which negative emotion was flowing through my body and infesting my mind. And he knew well taking me in his embrace meant I would not be able to stay mad at him for much longer.

"... You still love me?" He shyly asked me after a minute of silence, his words accompanied by a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"Of course I do, silly." I replied with a gentle chuckle while I caressed his arm. "You know it would take more than that for me to be truly angry at you."

As I said those words, a sudden thought flashed through my mind, freezing the palm of my hand in place.

"However... Did you take care of cleaning the kitchen last night before you went to bed?" I asked him, my head no longer against his chest and my eyes looking up into his. "Like you were supposed to?"

"Nope..." He answered with a yawn, his voice expressing slight shame.

Feeling exasperation invade my brain again, I rolled my eyes as I threw my head backward slightly.

"Of course you didn't..."

In an instant, I freed myself from Seth's grasp, pushed the bedsheets aside, and sat down on the edge of the mattress.

"All right, I'll do it myself, then." I declared while I rubbed my eyes again.

But before I could get up, I felt one of his hands grab the bottom of my t-shirt, which made me turn around on instinct.

"No. Please, sweetheart, stay." He said with eyes that expressed genuine desire. "I promise I'll take care of it later, really. But for now... I want you to stay in bed with me, just a little longer."

I stared into his eyes for a few seconds before I sighed softly and lay back down on the bed.

"Fine, you win."

My body was once again against his, my head nestled into the hollow of his shoulder, Seth's arms wrapped tightly around my waist.

"Thank you." He responded with an audible smile. "I know it can be somewhat annoying to you when I sleep in, but I only like to do it so we can share moments like this one. Moments when I have you in my arms, while comfortably lying in bed, before our respective days start. Having you this close to me reminds me of just how much I love you."

With the palm of his hand on my hair, he gently pulled my head away from his chest so that he could look down at me: with an affectionate smile, I reached for his dark, long hair and combed it with my fingers, while our eyes met. I could read a spark within his, which smiled at me, and mine smiled back.

"I love you, too." I said in return while my hand drifted down onto his cheek.

As my fingers traced his skin, my palm came in contact with his beard, rough yet soft, and the look in my eyes saddened.

"I'm sorry I'm always so pushy with you, love." I confessed with a hint of shame. "I know you don't like it..."

"Well, I know I can be annoying at times, so, I forgive you."

The two of us chuckled in unison, our laughs filling the loving atmosphere that reigned in the bedroom. I snuggled against him, the limbs of our bodies tangled up, and smiled happily.

"You're right..." I whispered as I closed my eyes. "Let's stay here a while."

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[wrestlersownmyheart]

Seth Rollins Drabble #3

“What are you talking about,” you asked, still pulling at the leather cuffs around your wrists.

“Baby, don’t hurt yourself,” he said, rising to his feet and walking over to you. You glanced down at yourself and noted that your t-shirt had been cut open and your bra was exposed. Your jean-clad legs trembled in something other than fear.

He checked the cuffs to make sure they weren’t too tight on you. 

“What are you doing, Seth?”

His mouth twitched, as if he was fighting off a slight smile and he looked into your eyes with his dark ones. 

“I want to play a game…”

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Temporary Escape - Part 4

A/N: I've added the previous parts to my fanfic links here. As always, this was written far too long ago - Mox is Dean for that reason. Blah blah blah.

To say I am nervous about posting this, is an understatement. I have written some crazy shit in the past but nothing quite compares to this and is one of the reasons I've sat on this for far too long.

I would really appreciate some love to ease my nerves on this - thank you in advance!

This entire part is a flashback - I've only put the first part in italics for reasons that will become clear...

This entire flashback is 10k words so I've split in two - look out for the next part soon...

So... let's find out what happened shall we?

Warning: Smut. To use the old-school term, this is stuffed with so many lemons, you could make a million gallons of lemonade

Rating: MA

Seth Rollins/OC/Roman Reigns/Dean Ambrose (Jon Moxley)

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Fingers lightly dance over my hips as Seth kisses me, his mouth firm, wanting. I breathe into him, my body fluid as I lean into him. His hand slides up the back of my neck, into my hair, twisting big handfuls into his grasp as he holds me close. And yet I can still feel a hand on each hip. Then Seth’s other hand cups my face and I realise with a jolt that there’s another, someone behind me, someone else’s breath on my neck.

The hands on my hips squeeze gently as lips caress my shoulder. Seth is pulling away from my mouth, trailing hot, feverish kisses down my throat and I’m able to look behind me. Roman stares back at me, his tongue darting out to lick his lips before he kisses me. I groan into his mouth, responding not only to his kiss but Seth’s fingers tugging down the cups of my bra, his tongue flicking across one nipple before he takes it fully into his mouth. My brain is on the verge of shutting down already, when I feel another tongue, another mouth on my other breast. I break away from Roman’s mouth to see Dean slipping a hand around my back to unclasp my bra and drag the straps down my arms before he chucks the garment over his shoulder.

Seth sinks lower, his mouth on my stomach, his fingers on my panties and I can feel my knees starting to buckle. Roman’s mouth is hot on my neck and jawline, my hair wrapped roughly around his fist and out of his way. Dean’s tongue is sinful, his big hands cupping my breasts, making me hiss with firm, yet teasing pinches to my already sensitive nipples. My body arches as Seth…

I feel the bed beneath me, the warmth of the sheets, the softness of the pillow, a faint glow beyond my closed eyes and a dull murmur that brings me out of my slumber.

“Hey,” I hear Seth whisper, his hand ghosting over my back. “You okay?”

“Huh?” My voice is thick with sleep, my eyes squinting at the glare of the TV.

“You were mumbling in your sleep.”

“I was?” I roll over to find him and smile, my eyes closing as he pulls me close.

“Yeah,” he breathes across my cheek. “Bad dream?”

I shake my head, but don’t say anything because I’m not sure what to say. I can barely compute it, the details are hazy but the more conscious I become the more aware I am that my skin feels hot as if those three pairs of hands are still caressing me.

Seth’s finger slips under my chin, tilting my head back so I look up at him. “Tell me.”

I mean, do you tell your sort-of-casual-fuck-slash-kinda-boyfriend about sex dreams that involve other people? Especially when those other people are specifically his friends and co-workers?

“Tell me,” he repeats, his arms settling around me, his beard fuzzy against my forehead. 

“You were there,” I start and I look up in time to see the cockiness spread across the lit side of his face; the rest cast in shadow and unreadable. “Fine, it was a sex dream.”

“Uh-huh…” he grins. “You’re almost as vocal in your dreams as you are in real life.”

I feel my cheeks redden and for a moment wonder if he can see, before I realise that perhaps certain names slipped out during my state of unconsciousness.

“So,” he continues. “What were we doing?”

I chew my lip. “We…”

“Because if you tell me, I’ll give you the real life play-by-play.”

I snort and before I can connect my brain with my mouth: “I’d think twice about that.”

“Why?”

I kick myself. “We… We weren’t alone.”

“I see.”

“Just a dream, Seth.”

“Sure.” He pauses. “But a dream you were enjoying?”

“I guess.”

“Who was there?” He doesn’t sound jealous, he doesn’t, as far as I can tell, even look jealous. It seems to be genuine curiosity.

“You really want to know?” I give him a quizzical look.

“Sure.” His face stays soft and relaxed.

I chew my lip and when I speak my voice is low, barely a whisper. “Roman… and Dean.”

He’s silent and I watch him blink, his bottom lip disappearing for a second as he chews it thoughtfully. “Huh.”

“See, told you to think twice about it.” I force a chuckle as I look down, unable to meet his gaze.  “Anyway, just a stupid dream.”

“How was it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Was it good?”

“We don’t have to talk about this.”

“I want to.”

“Why? It was a dream. Nothing more.”

“What if it was more?”

I look back up at him sharply. “What?”

“I made you a deal. You tell me your dream and I give you the play-by-play in real-life.”

“Seth, c’mon. Like you’d ever agree to that.” He has to be kidding. Right?

“I would. I am.”

I roll my eyes. “No, you wouldn’t and you’re not. Like how would that even work?”

“I think it’s pretty straightforward.”

“Sure. You go wake the guys, tell them that we’re going to have a foursome and then it just happens.”

“Why not?”

I blink. “Because it sounds fucking insane Seth.”

“Trust me, it isn’t in the slightest.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“You’ll see.” He kisses me on the forehead before he pulls the covers back and starts to rise.

“Where are you going?”

“To get them.”

“Seth!”

He kneels on the edge of the bed, bending down to me, his hand cupping my cheek, fingers lacing through my hair. “Trust me. Go freshen up. I’ll be back.”

I grip his wrist, keeping him to me for a minute. “Seth, stop messing with me.”

“No messing. I’m serious.”

“I don’t understand.”

He kisses me and it’s soft, tender. “I’m telling you that if you want this, it’s on offer.”

“I…”

“Take as long as you need,” he breathes against my mouth as he pulls back again. “We’ll be waiting.”

I watch as he moves to the door and it shuts behind him. I’m frozen in the bed, but only momentarily, as I try to compute the conversation that has just occurred. And then I’m moving, scrambling to push the sheets back and launching myself towards the bathroom where I close the door and stare at my reflection in the mirror.

I’m telling you that if you want this, it’s on offer.

One casual, half-formed sex dream and suddenly sex with three men at once is a possibility. Beyond how incredibly fucked up this is becoming in the early hours of a Saturday morning, I’m not even sure of the logistics of a foursome. Opening the bathroom door, I spy my phone and grab it quickly before retreating to lean against the vanity and open up Google. I pause, unsure what to write. The results will be porn or urban dictionary entries written by sixteen-year-olds - hardly a reflection of the potential reality of what may be about to unfold.

And then I stop - how is this even happening in the first place? I half-wonder if this is a dream within a dream, that I’ll wake from this to discover I’m back in bed and Seth is asleep next to me and no one is even remotely suggesting that a dream should be acted upon with almost immediate effect.

I can’t even put my finger on what even caused the dream. But as I close my eyes, I can see fragments of the brief encounter stood between three men and my stomach flips. Of course I can see the attraction of Roman and Dean - they’re tall, handsome men, with muscles, charm and wit. But they’re also Seth’s friends and co-workers. And surely to them, I’m his… Well, whatever I am.

And maybe this is why Seth is up for this, I think, my heart sinking slightly. I am just a casual fuck. Sharing me with his friends wouldn’t be a big deal because I’m not his girlfriend or anything quite as serious. I’m just the girl he sees when he’s local or when he invites me out to keep him company on the road. So what would it matter if I slept with his friends in some off-the-chain sexual exploration?

I chew my lip, picking up my phone again, idly scrolling to take my mind off this sudden realisation of why Seth wasn’t even bothered by my dream in the first place. There’s a handful of messages and I scroll through them, one of them an unknown number. I frown as I open it and read the message in full:

Hey Maddy, Seth sent me your number. I was backstage the other night when you were with the guys and thought you might like this.

There’s a blurred picture and as it starts to download, I suddenly remember. They’d been wearing the skull masks, the same that Seth and I had messed around with a few weeks back and had been posing for backstage snippets presumably with the same photographer who was messaging me. Seth had pulled me into one of the shots and with a chill down my spine I remember how close all three had felt as they surrounded me to make sure they were all in shot.

The photo comes into focus and I swallow hard. I’m the only one staring at the lens, my grin bashful. All three of them are looking elsewhere. All three of them, I realise, are looking at me. To the left is Dean, his head cocked to one side as he stares down at me, his chest almost up against my shoulder. Behind me is Roman, his head looming above mine, his eyes boring into me, his shoulders and arms flexed. And to the right is Seth, his eyes the only ones I can truly read and I know what happened later that night to back that look up - the combination of the mask, that he’d hit that roll over the barricade during their entrance and just him being him had resulted in one hell of an impromptu after-party between the sheets. Or rather against the wall, on the floor, against the chest of drawers, in the shower, against the bathroom vanity and then finally on the bed where the mood slowed and he’d fucked me painfully slowly, teasing me, until I was shaking uncontrollably.

I blink, distracted at the memory and stare again at the photo as if I’d imagined what I had previously seen. But no, all three are still staring at me and my dream suddenly seems to come into sharp focus as well. I obviously hadn’t realised at the time what was happening around me but clearly somewhere in my sub-conscious that feeling of them all so close had remained and my brain had started to connect the dots.

And the conversation with Seth is starting to make more sense too. He knew. He knew about this photo, knew what Roman and Dean were thinking and my dream was just confirmation that in some way we were all on the same page. My heart starts to pound and my hands are trembling as I put the phone down and start to consider what to do next.

My train of thought is interrupted by movement behind the door and I freeze, my ears straining to hear…

“Are we all sure about this?” I can hear Roman saying. “Including Maddy?”

“I told her that if she was up for it, so were we,” Seth replies.

“I mean it’s pretty fucked up.” Dean, which surprises me. “How are you okay with this?” My thoughts exactly.

There’s a pause. “If this is what she wants, then I’ll give her that. The fact it’s you two, you both admitted you’d have hit on her given the opportunity and rightly or wrongly I trust that you’re not going to do anything to hurt her, well that’s a bonus.”

“So let me get this straight,” Dean again. “You’re willing to give her whatever she wants, I get that. But usually acts like that are usually giving a chick commitment or a fucking handbag or some shit like that. Not a gang-bang.”

“Are you down for it or not?”

“I’m not sure I’m the one you should be asking that question to. I’d start with asking Maddy and perhaps even yourself.”

“But if she is. And I am?”

Another pause. “Sure.”

“Roman?”

There’s a grunt of agreement.

“Okay, so the deal is that no-one ever mentions what happens outside of these four walls. Not even to each other. And this is on her terms, her lead. No-one does anything to fuck with that, got it?”

“Christ, this is fucked up.”

Couldn’t say it better myself, I think as I close my eyes. Dean’s hands on my breasts, Roman’s mouth on mine, Seth’s tongue on my stomach. I bite my lip, feeling my skin flush. My terms. Never mentioned again. He trusts them. I trust them.

I ruffle my hair, tug at my shirt, reach for my toothbrush and a minute later I reach for the door handle. Taking a deep breath, I slowly pull open the door, my heart in my mouth as I feel three pairs of eyes on me. I’m not sure where to look and the first person my gaze connects with is Roman. He’s shirtless, his hair tied back as it usually is, but not as neat as if it was done in a hurry, the edges frizzy and loose around his face. My breath catches in my throat as I look away but at the same time catch a glimpse of the sweatpants slung low on his waist. Too low for there to be anything underneath them.

My eyes sweep to find Seth and instead meet Dean who at first glance seems to be fully clothed but then I notice the hoodie is only half-zipped and I can see his chest. I find myself blushing despite having seen both him and Roman in various states of undress over the past two years - sharing hotel rooms will do that as will a backstage pass that gets you into locker-rooms to sneak a kiss or more with your…

Finally, Seth comes into focus. He smiles, stepping away from the other two towards me. He’s still in the same state of undress; the tight boxers that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. His arms slide around me, his hands in the small of my back as he pulls me against him.

“Hey,” he breathes against my cheek before he gives me a soft kiss. “You okay?”

“I guess.”

“Maddy,” he says, his mouth next to my ear, his voice low. “If you want this, they’re on board. I told them-”

“I know. I heard you.” I cup his face with one hand. “I still don’t get why you’re on board though?”

For the first time, I see his cheeks flush slightly. “You once said that you wanted to feel everything at the same time.”

“I’m pretty sure I was kidding, Seth.”

“Your choice. The three of us will give you that. If you want it.”

“I saw the photo.”

“And?” Seth’s fingers are trailing up and down my back and all I can think about is how much I suddenly want, need, the other two to do the same.

“My terms?”

He nods and I look up to see the other two nod in agreement.

Seth slips a hand around my neck, up into my hairline as he kisses me. I audibly groan into his mouth, clamouring for more as he pulls back. “So tell us?”

“Tell you what?”

“About your dream.”

I close my eyes for a second, steadying my breath. When I open them, Dean and Roman are closing in, one of either side of us. “It started with just you,” I tell Seth. “We were kissing. And your hands were on my hips. But then you moved them but I could still feel hands there and that’s when I realised we weren’t alone.”

“Who was it?” I hear Roman ask, his voice so low it practically vibrates through me.

“You,” I reply, my voice barely a whisper. “You were behind me…” I look up at Seth who nods encouragingly. “You were kissing my neck and then Seth started to move down to my breasts so then you kissed me.”

“And then?” says Dean and I can tell without even looking that he’s barely inches from me.

“There was another mouth on my breasts…”

“Me?” Dean’s the first out of him and Roman to touch me, a finger trailing down my jawline to raise my gaze to him. I nod and he gives me a cocky grin.

My mind starts to fog as I feel hands, larger than Seth’s cup my hips and my heart pounds as I feel Roman’s chest against my back. Seth’s mouth ghosts over mine as I get out the final memory of the dream. “You,” I tell him. “You started to go down on me and that’s when I woke up.”

“No wonder you were moaning in your sleep,” he chuckles as he presses kisses to my jawline. “Those soft, breathy moans that you do when you’re on the edge.”

Fingers pluck at my shirt, lifting it and I realise that, unlike my dream, I am completely unprepared for this. Thank god I showered before bed is all I can think. Not so thankful that under my shirt I’m wearing a cropped bra that’s seen better days rather than some chic lingerie that flatters me rather than offering practical support. My mouth opens to offer some sort of apology, but I’m halted by a hand cupping the back of my neck, easing my head back.

“Breathy moans, huh?” Roman murmurs. “Let me see if I can help with that.” He leans forward and I sense a slight hint of tentativeness at the first real step over the line. But then his lips brush over mine just as Seth’s hand cups my breast and my head almost explodes. Roman’s mouth is firm, determined, his fingers massaging the back of my neck at the same pace. I sigh into him and I feel his lips twitch in a grin. Only when Seth nips at my ear do we break apart and I’m breathless as my shirt is pulled free from my body. Seth kisses me, a soft growl in the back of his throat and I wonder if it’s through want or need to assert his ownership over me, or something else.

But once again, all rational thought leaves my mind as he pulls away and returns to blaze a path down my throat. I feel new fingers plucking at my bra, cool air hitting my breasts as that too is pulled up and over my head and I’m left fully exposed bar my panties. I can’t bring myself to look down so i look up instead, meeting Roman’s gaze once again and letting my hand cup his head this time to bring his mouth back to mine.

Dean’s tongue meets my skin at the same time as Seth’s; a move that seems too coordinated not to be and my back arches into their touch. I can feel hands everywhere - on my breasts, my back, my shoulders, my neck and my skin feels electrified. Dean pulls back, releasing my nipple with an audible pop and then I hiss into Roman’s mouth as a cool breeze hits my hot and damp skin. Fingers pinch gently, then harder, testing the waters and I pull away from Roman to meet Dean’s gaze.

“You like that?” he asks, his voice rough as he pinches my nipple again watching my face intently.

I nod, my head lolling back against Roman’s chest.

“What else do you like?” he pushes as he cups my breast and takes it into his mouth again, his tongue swirling over the hot skin before he pulls back again, this time his teeth grazing the sensitive tip.

“That,” I manage to get out. “I… I like that.”

Seth’s mouth is on my stomach and my legs start to tremble. I’m more turned on than I ever realised was physically possible and even on an average day, his mouth is my undoing within minutes. I can already feel the tingling anticipation between my legs and I’m about to be at my most vulnerable, yet most euphoric in the presence of three men.

Roman’s teeth nip at my ear. “You okay?” he murmurs.

“Yes,” I breathe as I feel Dean cup both my breasts, pushing them together and then his tongue flicking over one then the other. Seth’s tongue trails from my navel down to the waistband of my panties and I feel my knees start to give way. “Fuck…”

My free hand drops to the back of his head and I feel him chuckle against my skin.

“Needy, huh?” Dean teases as he takes the opportunity to kiss me for the first time. “Tell us, what do you need?”

I can feel Seth pause in his endeavour, Roman’s mouth halts too, his breath hot on my neck as I stare up at Dean’s wide eyes. The three of them, waiting on me, waiting for my command, my permission to proceed.

“I need to cum.” My voice is barely a whisper. “Please.”

“That’s a given, but what do you need?” Dean asks again.

“I…” My head is swimming.

“This?” His fingers dig gently but firmly into my breasts.

“Or this?” Roman adds, his mouth on my neck, teeth nipping at the taut skin.

“And this?” Seth’s voice vibrates against my clit and I jolt in response.

“Or all of it?” Dean summises with a grin as my eyes meet his and I nod.

Seth’s hands are splayed on my thighs as he kisses me through my panties. His tongue flicks over my clit, dampening the material even more than it already is. His arm nudges my legs further apart and I feel myself slip against Roman’s chest, Dean’s hands tugging involuntarily at my breasts.

“Easy,” Roman murmurs and a secure arm eases around my waist, holding me steady. “I got you, baby girl.”

My stomach flips at the endearment and his touch, grateful for both. Dean’s hands are still pawing at my breasts, but his mouth is ghosting over mine and this time his kiss is hard, wanton. Seth’s fingers finally start to ease my panties down and there’s a brief pause as I step out of them and then I feel his tongue. I moan into Dean’s mouth, my body lurching uncontrollably and Roman’s arm grips me firmly.

“Shit, you’re dripping Maddy” I hear Seth say as his fingers rub my wetness. I’m barely aware of him rising until Dean slips away from me and I feel two fingers touch my lips. 

“Holy fuck,” I hear Dean exhale as Seth pushes his fingers into my mouth, making me taste myself. I’m lost in a haze of lust, barely able to focus as Dean’s mouth crashes against me as Seth heads south once again.

“Can I…” Roman growls against my ear and I shiver as I nod. His hand slides down my back, over my ass, squeezing the exposed flesh and I moan as finally a long finger slides into the heat between my legs just as Seth’s tongue presses flat against my clit. There are hands and mouths all over me and I’m already starting to spiral. My own hands are occupied with gripping the back of Seth’s head, the other slipping back and forth between Roman and Dean, unable to stay still for long, desperate to feel them both as they adorn me with kisses and teasing strokes.

Roman adds another finger, just as Seth eases my leg over his shoulder, opening me to both of them and the movement causes me to break from Dean’s kiss with a gasp. Roman’s arm around my waist tightens and I hiss as he nips at my neck. 

“Faster or slower?” he murmurs, his fingers mimicking his question before returning to a steady pace that combined with Seth’s mouth and tongue on my clit is moments away from making me unravel completely.

“Just right,” I manage to stammer. “Oh fuck…” My body arches as I feel Seth’s thumb on my clit as he presses wet kisses to my inner thigh.

“Go on,” I feel Dean's warm breath on my cheek. “Take it, we’ve got you.” His fingers are circling my nipples, making me shiver as my head rolls back onto Roman’s shoulder.

“So wet,” I hear Roman murmur. “Fuck, Maddy…”

My breath hitches as Seth’s mouth returns to my clit, steady and firm pressure from his tongue, fingers gripping my thigh, my ass as he pushes me further and further towards an orgasm that’s jointly fueled by the actions of two others. My skin starts to itch, hot, flushed and I can feel the blood rushing in my ears. My hand on Seth’s head tightens, keeping him just so. My legs are starting to go numb and I feel my weight pressing back into Roman, his solid frame rock solid. As is something else.

Pressed against my ass, I can feel the outline of his dick, hard and thick and I can’t help but roll my hips slightly, relishing in how Roman’s teeth nip at my earlobe and Seth’s mouth never even falters. The move doesn’t go unnoticed by Dean, who presses his entire body against my side, his own length and thickness nudging at my hip. His fingers grip my chin as he kisses me, a hand pulling my own from his shoulder and down over his chest, his stomach, his crotch.

A strangled sob echoes through the air and for a second I can’t work out where it comes from. And then I hear Dean whispering, coaxing me softly as my orgasm rips through me and realise the sound came from me. Wave upon wave crashes through me, Seth’s mouth still on my clit, knowing to keep going until I’m weak and exhausted. I can feel Roman’s fingers slipping from me and I want to tell him to keep going but I can’t find the words. But then words don’t matter as he tilts my chin back and my eyes flicker open to hazily watch as he sucks his fingers dry, holding my gaze as he does.

Slowly, the tension that has spasmed through me eases and I take a deep, shaky breath. Seth’s mouth moves to lazily kiss my hips, my stomach as my leg slides from his shoulder. Three pairs of arms circle me, holding me up as I struggle to hold my own weight and I feel momentarily light-headed as the reality of what just happened hits me.

“Fuck,” I gasp, my mind suddenly catching up.

“Good?” Seth mumbles against my mouth and I nod into his kiss. “More?”

I’m acutely aware of my nakedness and how over-dressed the three of them are in comparison. I’m also fully aware that pressed against me in various places are three rock-hard dicks and I swallow thickly at the thought.

“More?” I squeak and Roman chuckles behind me.

“You got three men ready and willing to do whatever you want. If you want more, we’ll give you more.”

“Your terms,” Seth reminds me. “You tell us what you want.”

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I'll be back soon with the next part...

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[aalyssah]

Harsh Rejection

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff!

Word Count: 1,596

Summary: You confess your feelings to CM Punk, but after the harsh rejection you go to Seth for comfort, but instead, Seth goes to confront him, saying words you weren't supposed to hear.

A/N: Haven't wrote for Seth in a minute. Btw, should I write for Punk? Hope You Enjoy!

Today was the day you thought to yourself as you checked your appearance.

You were about to confess your feelings to your long time crush CM Punk. Although he might be 12 years older than you, with you being 33 and him 45, you've always had a thing for dilfs.

You walked out your hotel room, went to your car, and began driving to the arena. The whole ride you gave yourself a mini pep talk, trying to somewhat convince yourself that after you confess your feelings, he'll accept you, and you'll be a nice happy family.

(With a little bit of controversy, of course)

You parked and instantly skipped your way inside the arena. "Hey, have any of you seen Punk?" You asked a near-by staff member. "Yeah, he's over there." You thanked the woman and off you went towards that direction.

As you turned the corner you saw CM talking to Kofi. "Hey, Punk!" You called out, slightly waving to him. CM and Kofi stopped talking, looking at you.

You missed the way Punk's face changed into an annoyed expression. "Hey, Y/n, what's up?" CM asked, sounding unsure. "I was wondering if we could talk, in private?" CM looked at Kofi for a second, silently communicating before Kofi left.

You smiled as CM gave you his attention. "What did you wanna talk to me about?" He asked, taking a seat on a crate. "So, I just wanted to tell you something and it's that, I like you. I think you're very hot and I wanted to know if you like me back?" You looked at him nervously, hoping he would say something positive.

For at least a good second he was quiet, just staring at you. "Are you serious?" You nodded your head. "Do you feel the same?" You quietly muttered, biting your lip.

Punk abruptly stood up, shaking his head. "No. No I don't." Your mouth dropped open in shock. "What? Why?" You mewled out.

CM looked at you like you were crazy. "Why? Because you're a kid! I'm 12 years older than you. Plus, I've been talking to someone." Confusion took over your face. "Who?"

"Aj Lee. We've been talking for about a month now, and she seems really mature for someone like me."

Oh.

You looked down at the ground, trying to process everything. "So you don't want me because you're older than me?" CM took a deep breath, running a hand across his face. "No, it's because I don't like you. You're annoying, your in ring skills kinda suck, and you're not my age. I can't be seen with you."

You felt your heart shatter slowly as he kept talking. "And imagine the controversy online. It would go crazy and I can't live that life, especially not with you, so why don't you go find some other old man to crush on because it's not gonna be me."

CM didn't stick around to hear what you had to say and it wasn't like you could say anything. You stood there frozen, taking in all the words he just said to you.

Your vision began to slowly blur up as tears glossed your pupils, before you knew it, tears spilled from your eyes, down your cheeks.

Just then, Nia Jax walked around the corner, laughing historically. "Oh, poor Y/n, just got rejected by her idol, CM Punk." You turned to her with sad eyes. You felt humiliated. "You really thought he would be with someone like you?" She laughed loudly, making you run away.

You ran far away from that corner. Your feet took you to a specific locker room. 3 small knocks and the door opened revealing your best friend. "Hey what- Y/n?!" Seth's shocked voice echoed through the halls.

He instantly pulled you in the room, cradling you in a hug. "Hey, what happened, what's wrong?" Seth kept asking, but you didn't respond due to your cries.

You felt heartbroken, humiliated, and angry. Seth soothed you, running a hand through your hair. "It's okay, calm down." His words made you snap. "No, it's not okay!" You cried even louder.

Seth jumped at your sudden outburst. "What happened, why are you crying? Please, talk to me." He pleaded, concern clear in his eyes.

"I confessed my feelings to CM Punk and he rejected me and then Nia started bullying me about it. I felt so humiliated, and Punk even degraded me." As your sentence finished another rack of sobs came from your throat, but Seth didn't hear it.

All he heard was the last part of your sentence. 'Punk even degraded me.' Curiously, he asked, "Degraded you? What did he say?" You began telling him the whole conversation, anger taking over his face at each word.

For someone like Punk, you would expect him to have some dignity to his co-workers whether they have a crush on him or not, but the words he said to you were totally uncalled for.

"Then, he told me to 'find some other old man to crush on' and left." Once you finished your story, you went back to crying, a huge headache, attacking your head.

Seth didn't know what to do. He's never seen you like this before, and it hurts him. Seth loves you much more than you think.

He gently took you in his arms, tucking your head in his neck. "Okay, okay, calm down, it's okay. He's not here anymore, nor is Nia." Your cries died down and Seth finally let you go.

"Sit here and look pretty for me, I'm gonna go talk to that bastard." Seth stood up and walked towards the door, but you called out to stop him. "Wait, Seth, stop. He's not worth it." You tried reasoning with him.

It wasn't a secret that Seth hated Punk ever since his changed headspace, but now this is gonna make things even worse. Like said before, Seth loves you and even though you don't know that, he was gonna make sure CM Punk knows.

Seth gave you one last look before leaving the room. He stalked down the halls with a mad look. "Hey, have you seen Punk anywhere?" Co-workers and staff members shook their heads, scared for what was to come between the two former friends.

Seth ended up finding him sitting on a crate, scrolling on his phone. "Aye, Punk!" Seth yelled, his voice echoing around the halls. CM looked up and saw an angry Seth coming towards him.

"You wanna talk bad about Y/n?" CM smirked, understanding what this is about. "I wasn't talking bad about her, all I said is that I don't want her." Seth growled at how cocky CM sounded, and that dumb smirk on his face pissed him off even more.

"That's not all you said. You said she was annoying and she sucks in the ring. Do you know how bad that hurt her?"

Punk had a straight face, seemingly not caring for what Seth was saying. "Do you think I care? I told her how I felt, she got pressed, it's not my fault." Punk nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders.

Seth grew mad, finally giving Punk a piece of his mind. "Y'know what Punk, you're nothing, but a sorry man who always wants to ruin someone's mood. Y/n is a good girl. She's good in the ring, and she's far from annoying, and if you can't see that, you're just stupid."

Punk's eyebrows rose, face looking a bit surprised. "Oh, so you're defending her? Do you like her or something." Seth bit his lip at Punk's teasing, but it was now or never.

"Yeah, Yeah I do like her, and that fact that she was after someone like you still has me confused till this day. You don't deserve someone like her. Hell, you don't even deserve to be in a relationship because every single one that you have, wether it's friends, or family, you always manage to fuck it up. I hope you realize what you did saying those words to her because you're never gonna have another chance."

Punk's facial expression finally changed from that smug grin to now anger. The fact Seth called him out and said such things about his relationship with his family made him feel the same way Seth did before his confrontation.

Pissed.

Seth walked away from Punk, feeling confident and proud of what he just said, but as he turned the corner there you were with a small smile on your face.

"Y/n? What are you doing out here, I thought I told you to stay in the locker room." You ignored his worrying, wrapping your arms around his neck.

It took Seth by surprise, a gasp escaping his lips. "I heard everything you said." Seth froze up. Did he just ruin the friendship he had with you? "Yeah, about that, I-" You cut him off when you pulled back and engulfed his lips in a kiss.

Seth let out a shocked noise, but soon relaxed into the kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist, and pulling you closer.

Seth felt like he was on cloud 9. The feeling of your lips were so soft, something he's been dreaming of, and he finally can feel the real thing.

He broke the kiss when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching y'all. You avoided his eyes as a staff member came around, looking at you two suspiciously.

You both giggled as you ran away, back to his locker room, forgetting about that harsh rejection from Punk.

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[architect-2015]

I’VE GOT YOUR BACK

Alex León is a well know name in the independent wrestling scene, having earned the nickname The Prophecy of Professional Wrestling. Alex and Seth have been married for three years but never confirmed their relationship with the public so when Baron Corbin started bad mouthing his wife Seth couldn’t hold back, Alex watching from afar realised the true intentions of ‘the sassy southern belle’ and finally found her place in the WWE.

January 6th 2019 -

Nashville Tennessee

“Thank you Alex! Thank you Alex! Thank you Alex!” Alex León is making her final walk around the ringside applauding, having just dropped the title to Taya Valkyrie in a gruelling match at Impact Wrestling Homecoming.

“An emotional Alex León making her final rounds here at Impact. This women is the definition of what it means to be an Impact Knockouts Champion, she has followed through with her promise and cemented her legacy in this company but she had a Prophecy to for fill somewhere else and we wish her the best of luck!” the commentary team announce.

Many rumours have spread about Alexandria not renewing her contract, having been in the company since 2013 she felt the need for a change.

With tears welling in her eyes, taking one final bow the programme closes with the last walk for Alex León backstage.

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Alexandria after taking her leave from Impact has been sending sometime at home, the days have been lonely without her husband and no wrestling as a distraction so like many people social media had taken up the majority of her time.

Pointlessly scrolling through twitter an article catches her attention:

‘Baron Corbin Chooses Lacey Evans As Guest Referee, Monday Night Raw Higlights 06/17/19’

León glances down at her wedding ring with a subtle look of confidence, exiting twitter she opens a contact typing out only one sentence…

I’ve got your back.

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Wednesday 19th of June 2019

week of Stomping grounds

Stepping out of the car, Alex looks up to meet the deep brown eyes of her husband. A warm hand wraps it’s self around her waist pulling her into a loving embrace.

“Mrs Lopez i have missed you so much.” is the phrase that Alexandria feels rumble in her husbands chest, her bottom lip quivers knowing this reunion is months in the making.

“I can’t do this anymore, the distance i mean. I can’t keep waking up alone in bed. Practically me not working is a problem and i love my job i really do but i can’t keep being so far away from you, i just can’t do it. I need you” Alex let’s out a chocked sob as she repeats the words she had been dwelling on for the duration on the drive.

Instinctively Colby glanced down, his eyes drowning in sympathy, he knows the feeling. Lifting his hand to wipe away a stray tear.

“Stay here then baby, stay with me. I need you too, more then i could ever express in words. Stay here and we can make sure your work is valued for the talent you showcase, i’ll make sure nothing goes wrong” Colby pleads knowing they had to have this conversation, if Lexi retires then the idea would be completely out of the window…

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Saturday June 23rd 2019

Tacoma Dome - Tacoma, Washington.

Lacey evans stood face to face with a very frustrated Seth Rollins, she had been changing and bending rules in Corbin’s favour and it was obvious it was getting to him. Suddenly Rollins’ face is flying left, she had slapped him!

“omg.. and here’s Baron Corbin trying to take advantage!” Spinning Seth around Baron tried to capitalise on the distraction only to meet a blow to his jaw leaving his slumped on the ropes for support.

“OH! A LOW BLOW BY THE OFFICIAL!”

The beginning beats of ‘Prophecy by Queensryche’ hits the arenas speakers, the crowd arrupts with cheers as a familiar red head charges down the ramp.

“IS IT? IT IS, COREY ITS ALEX LÈON THE FORMER IMAPCT KNOCKOUTS CHAMPION! SHES HERE IN THE WWE!”

“Why is Alex Lèon here? she isn’t part of this match?” Corey announces beside a very happy Renee Young and Micheal Cole.

Sliding into the ring Alex pounces on Lacey Evans throwing combinations of punches and slaps to the blonde.

“ALEX LÈON IS ASSAULTING EVANS, ALEX LÈON IS TAKING OUT THE OFFICIAL! ITS NO DISQUALIFICATION, ALEX CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL SHE WANTS TO DO!”

Alex and Lacey take the brawl outside of the ring, the sassy southern belle is sprawled out on the floor after being in the receiving end of a ‘final chapter’ (an exploder suplex) when officials and security try to tear Lèon from Evans.

Whilst in the firm grip of many security men, Alexandria looks though the ropes to see her husband of three years reverse an ‘end of days’ to hit a stomp.

1. 2. 3.

“SETH ROLLINS RETAINS WITH THE HELP OF A DEBUTING ALEX LÈON! WHAT A MOMENT!”

The wife joins her husband in the ring, raising his arm in victory. Seth couldn’t wait any longer, wrapping his arms around her waist he lifts his spouse into the air placing a delicate kiss on her lips. Whispers can be seen being shared between the couple as the crowd explodes with cheers.

“you did good baby, you did so good”

“Sweetheart, i told you i got you’re back.”

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[smartycvnt]

Making It Personal

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Reader Summary: You knew Cody's return was sure to ruffle some feathers, just not like this.

The diamond ring that you had been happily wearing for the past eight months suddenly felt heavy on your finger. Whenever Seth had propsed to you, you had been elated. Nothing could have brought that happiness down, not even seeing Cody back at WWE again. Admittedly, you had gotten nervous about him being back. The two of you had been well on your way to being WWE's 'It' couple way back when, but things changed. He got focused on proving himself to a company that didn't want him, incidentally pushing you to a backburner. Cody had cared about you and loved you more than anyone else, excluding Seth. However, it hadn't been enough whenever the resentment started to settle in.

After you, Cody had done good for himself. You hadn't been there for the rise of AEW, but you could tell that it was important to him. Leaving that company had to have been hard, so you extended an offer of friendship towards him. Cody had taken it, but he hadn't been so keen on the idea of staying friends. Whenever you had checked in on him after his chest injury at Hell in a Cell, he had told you that he still loved you. Coming back to WWE wasn't just for himself, but it was to be closer to you. He hadn't known at the time about your engagement to Seth. However, when he found out about it, he had been adamant that you were making a mistake. Cody had told you that Seth was hiding you from the world when you should have been showcased. Cody said he didn't understand how Seth didn't shout his love for you on every rooftop in America.

If you had been completely over Cody like you had initially thought you were, it would have been easier to forget what he had told you. Instead, you had kept it a secret until suddenly it was out in the world. Cody had done an interview about his return and progress towards being healed up completely. In it, he had mentioned the conversation that he had with you after Hell in a Cell, and how that was what pushed him to get in the best shape possible. Seth had asked you about it afterwards, and you had told him everything in a sort of panicked way, including that you weren't sure how you felt about Cody anymore. Seth had been hurt by that, but there was only so long that he could avoid you before doing too much damage to your relationship.

"You know, it's not a good thing that you look so nervous right now," Seth said as he wrapped his arm around your waist. You leaned your head against his chest and sighed. Seth grabbed your right hand and ran his finger over the band of your old engagement ring from Cody. "I really do wish that you weren't wearing that bozo's ring right now."

"So do I. I know that they're not really going to make me marry him if he wins, but I am begging you to kick Cody's ass out there. I don't want to have to pretend that you're not the one I'm coming home to at the end of the day," you told Seth. He nodded behind you as he dropped your hand. You turned around to look up at him, unsure of how long you had alone with him before you were called out to sit at the commentary table for the match. "I hate this idea by the way."

"I think everybody involved does. You're going to be my wife in a few months, and here I am about to go beat up a guy you almost married like five years ago. Any more exes I need to watch out for?" Seth asked you. He was trying to keep the situation light, but you knew that he was terrified of losing. This match was for a romantic storyline with you, but Seth knew enough about the business and how things worked sometime to know that life imitated art sometimes. Losing this match could very easily push you into the arms of someone who you knew very well you could love.

"Randy did take me on a really nice Valentine's Date one year because I was all alone, but he's happily married. Beth and Natalya bought me a lot of dinners when we used to ride together, but I don't think you can take Beth honey. You're safer sticking to Cody," you teased. Seth looked a little surprised by the date with Randy. You could see him about to mention it, but you shook your head to let him know that you weren't explaining that one.

"Alright, we'll stick to kicking Cody's ass," Seth said. Behind the two of you, a PA cleared his throat. Seth gave you a quick peck on the lips before you walked over to where Triple H and the rest of the creative guys were watching. Your boss gave you a quick nod before your music hit, and you took the first few steps to pass through the curtain. You didn't try to look happy about being here. Nothing about this stupid storyline made you happy other than getting to kiss Seth after each other's matches when you got to escort the other out there. You took a seat next to Corey, who gave you an apologetic look as you put on your headset.

"Y/n, before these guys come out here. I've got to know, who do you hope wins?" Corey asked you. The cameras were on you, so you tried your hardest to keep yourself as neutral as possible. You didn't even fiddle with Seth's engagement ring as you sat in your seat.

"It's a hard choice Corey. I mean, Cody was like my first love and for years I was searching for someone who could make me feel the way that he did. Seth and I, we've clicked so well that I swear it's meant to be. I don't know how tonight is going to go, but I know that whoever wins, they'll make me happy." Corey gave you a little nod when the cameras turned away and you covered the mic as you let out a sigh. Cody came out first, and you felt your stomach in knots as he made his entrance. You were beside yourself with nerves the entire time, even though you knew that Seth was going to be the man you married. Whether you had to keep that marriage a secret or not would depend on how the next 20 minutes or so went.

Their match was amazing, which didn't surprise you in the slightest. You knew that both Seth and Cody would preform, and the raw emotions behind this feud made every move a little more meaningful. Neither one of them were sandbagging each other. That had surprised you a little since they hadn't been hanging around the same space backstage since this started. This was the first, and potentially only, meeting of them since you had been brought into this feud. They were making each other look good, and the match was honestly one of the best that you had ever gotten the pleasure of watching up close. They had you on the edge of your seat until the very last spot when Seth stomped Cody before putting him into a submission move that you had taught him to get the win by submission.

You sprung up from your seat when the bell rang. You scrambled into the ring and went straight to Seth, hugging him as tightly as you could. Seth slid Cody's ring off of your right hand and placed it respectfully into Cody's palm. You watched them shake hands, and Cody pulled Seth in to whisper something in the man's ear. Seth nodded his head as he looked over towards you. You were a bit nervous about whatever they could have been talking about, but all of that went away when Seth came over and kissed you. The crowd cheered around you, but you didn't dare focus on anything other than the genuine happiness and relief on Seth's face about the outcome of this match.

"I know it's on short notice, but I want to get married next week. This made me realize that I've been putting it off for too long. I love you, and I should do everything that I can to protect that," Seth told you. You nodded, despite the fact that you doubted you could plan a whole wedding in a week. Maybe he just meant getting the certificates. Either way, you were with Seth in not wanting to wait to get married for any moment longer than necessary.

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SPRING BREAK 4 - Roman Reigns

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NO TIME SKIP THIS TIME LOL

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REAL NAMES WILL BE USED

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4½ MONTHS PREGNANT Y|N FEELS IT'S TIME TO COME CLEAN NOW THAT SHE KNOWS JOE ISN'T JUST AN AVERAGE JOE (🤣)

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PART 3 (×)

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I sighed looking at myself in the mirror, slowly running my hand down my now noticeable baby bump.

I was now in my second trimester of this pregnancy and just when I thought me getting knocked up by a man I'd only known a few hours before, was as bad as this train wreck would get, I was wrong.

Really wrong.

Because turns out, Joe as I'd only known him these few months is actually Joseph Anoaʻi.

Or Roman Reigns, as he goes by in WWE.

The WWE company in which my older brother Colby works for.

"Things are just getting worse and worse." I mumbled as I made my way to my closet, searching for something to wear on my outing with Austin.

And I say outing because I honestly don't know what else to call it.

I mean, it's definitely not a date for me.

I hope it's not a date to Austin...

"Do you think this is a date?" I asked, picking out a short, loose fitting dress.

My bump shouldn't show too much through this, I thought as I began stripping out of my pajamas, sliding my dress on soon after.

"Tori." I called out, trying to get my bestfriends attention, while also wondering why I couldn't see her on the screen anymore. "Tori."

"Oh, sorry." Tori finally replied a huge grin on her face. "I fell down the Roman Reigns rabbit hole." She explained. "Again."

I rolled my eyes, picking up my macbook and going to my bed to sit. "Of course you did." I mumbled.

I couldn't blame her though.

All I did last night, till at least 2 a.m. was watch old matches of my baby daddy.

Then when I finally drifted off the sleep he was on my mind so much that I ended up having a dream that still makes me blush, just thinking about it.

If only it was reality.

It was just something so sexy about him bulling his cousins and other wrestlers.

Even his old matches with my brother and their friend Jon we're awesome to watch.

Tori laughed, holding up a finger. "This is gonna be you and Joe's baby." She said, trying to hold in her laughter so she could finish what she's trying to say. "And his first word will be 'ACKNOWLEDGE ME'" She joked, laughing even louder.

I sighed, feeling my mood change in an instant. "We won't know if it's a he or she." I replied before mumbling. "And we won't know what his or her's first word would be." I reminded her. "You know I've been looking for a good family for this baby..."

Tori nodded. "Yeah, i know." She replied. "I just thought after I told you that Joe wasn't ghosting you, that you mixed up two digits in his number, that maybe..." She trailed off with a shrug. "You'd change your mind about adoption since you won't have to do it alone while trying to finish college."

"I haven't even told Joe about the baby."

"But you know I did." Tori quickly answered. "Again, not on purpose but I did tell him." She added. "What I'm trying to say, is I was excited about being an aunt. And I know you'd be a good as mommy Y|N."

A sad smile formed on my face as I once again began doubting my ability to finish my last two years of college, eventually have a career, and raise a baby.

Even if Joe was involved it'll still be damn near impossible considering he's on the road three or four nights a week, so I'm sure the last thing he wants is a baby to be responsible for.

And on top of that we're not even together.

"Can we change the subject?" I asked, unconsciously rubbing my baby bump.

Tori nodded. "So..." She said. "Why haven't you called Joe?"

I groaned. "That's not changing the subject." I quickly replied. "Besides you know I've been hanging out with Austin still."

"Yeah, but why?" Tori asked, giving me a look. "You have a mature, grown and sexy twenty-seven year old that wants you but you're wasting your time on a cheating ass, immature 20 year old. I just don't get it."

I shrugged. "Austin's changed." I said, not a hundred percent sure I believed what I had just said. "Besides, when any typical guy would've happily ran when finding out their girlfriend cheated and got knocked up, Austin didn't. He made me feel safe and promised we'd go back to normal and put this behind up after I have this baby. He's waiting for me."

"His ass cheated first." Tori mumbled, seemingly ignoring everything else I'd said. "And I noticed the word love wasn't said."

That's because I don't know if I've truly been able to love Austin since he cheated.

Or if I'd be able to any time soon.

At this rate, I'll probably love Joe before I'm able to love Austin again.

Or do I already love Joe and that's the reason I'm unable to love Austin..?

Before I could respond, the sound of the doorbell echoed throughout the house.

"Austin's here." I said, before standing up. "I gotta go." I added, closing my macbook before Tori could respond.

For a second time, the doorbell echoed, this time sounding louder as I reached the door.

"Damn, Austin." I giggled, opening the door. "I'm almost five months pregnant, give me time." I spoke again, feeling my heart stop for a second when I saw it wasn't Austin. "Joseph?"

Holy shit, I mentally screamed out to myself, as my eyes stayed locked on the man on the other side of the door.

The man who fathered this baby I'm carrying.

Face to face with him for the first time since Miami.

Did he get hotter?

"Hey." Joe said, his eyes seemingly locked on me, like mines were on him.

Or was he staring at my belly?

I shifted uncomfortable at the thought of him seeing me pregnant all of a sudden. "Colby's um..." I began, stumbling on my words. "At his wrestling school."

"I know." Joe, responded with a nod, a seriousness in his tone. "I was hoping to see you, considering you haven't called me yet."

I bit the inside of my cheek, nodding also. "I tried but I..."

"Had my number wrong." Joe finished for me, making me nod again.

"Yeah." I said, with an embarrassed laugh. "I figured you'd just got what you wanted for me and had moved on to the next girl."

A hint of hurt flashed in Joe's eyes after what I hade said. "That's the kind of guy you think I am?" He asked, causing me to immediately shake my head.

"I didn't really know what to think of you, Joe." I answered truthfully. "I had only known you for a few hours and my judgment was blinded by the many shots Tori kept persuading me to drink, then you did take me on that amazing date. But you have to understand I tried calling you a few times and obviously couldn't get in touch with you to tell you about this baby you helped make so yeah..." I rambled. "I guess deep down I couldn't believe a guy that looks like you would even entertain a girl like me. Tori yes. But me? No."

Joe chuckled. "There's no way in hell I could have feelings for Tori."

I smiled, suddenly unable to look him in the eyes. "Did you have feelings for me?"

"I do have feelings for you Y|N." He quickly responded, taking a few steps closer to me. "That's why it was driving me crazy these few months thinking that I would never hear from you again."

"You were going crazy over me?" I asked, feeling my heartbeat began to race with anticipation.

Joe, nodded silently and without control, I found myself leaning up towards Joe as he was leaning down towards me.

I let my eyes snap shut, and just as I was about to finally feel Joe's lips on mines again, for the first time in months, a car door slammed shut.

Like it really slammed shut as if someone wanted to really make their presence known.

Please don't be my brother.

Please don't be my brother.

PLEASE DON'T BE MY BROTHER.

"Babe." I heard a male voice call out to me, and I slowly opened my eyes to see Austin leaning against his car, a scowl on his face.

I'm assuming from seeing me almost kiss Joe.

Why is it any time Joe's in my presence I forget about Austin?

"Babe..?" Joe asked, his eyes flashing with an emotion I've never seen from him the few times we have been around each other.

Is that jealousy?

Ignoring Joe, I quickly made my way over to Austin flashing a smile at him, as he continued to stare at Joe as if he was mentally sizing him up.

"Shit." I mumbled, stomping my foot. "I forgot my purse." I added. "Be right back."

Quickly, I walked back to the house, making sure to grab on to Joe's arm as I made my way inside. "Look." I said. "I have to go, but if my brother comes home before I do just lie and say you came over for him and I let you in or something."

"Y|N." Joe said, an edge to his tone, and the jealousy still in his eyes. "Who is he?"

I sighed, as I went over to the couch to get my purse. "My boyfriend..." I mumbled, scared to look at Joe for the first time since I opened the door and saw him there. "I think."

"Boyfriend?" Joe questioned as if he couldn't believe what I had said. "How do you have a boyfriend when you're pregnant with my baby?"

"Because me and him have been together for years." I explained. "It's just been a bit complicated with him cheating on me and then me trying to get back at him with you." I added, mentally slapping myself after that last part left my mouth.

How could I say that when I know that's not how it was?

Austin's never on my mind when I'm with Joseph.

Joe let out a sarcastic laugh. "So, that night we were together was just some kind of revenge fuck so you'd have a way to make that dude jealous?"

Was he pissed?

He sounds pissed.

"No." I sighed, my eyes going from Joe to the door and back. "I really do have to go."

"We really need to talk Y|N." Joe replied, but I was already out the door.

Me and him could talk later.

"Okay." I said, as I reached Austin's car again. "We could go now."

Austin nodded silently, his attention still on the door, or rather who's on the other side of the door.

Even though he couldn't see Joe, it seemed that it pained Austin just by knowing he was in there.

"Austin." I called out trying to bring his attention back to me. "Something wrong?"

"No." Austin replied, his signature smile forming as he opened the passenger side door for me, closing it as soon as I got in.

As Austin made his way over to the drivers side of his car, I leaned over towards the back to drop my purse in the backseat when something caught my eye.

"That asshole."

I can't fucking believe him.

Or maybe I should considering this isn't the first time.

Austin finally got into his car, pushing the button to start the engine. "What are you craving today?" He asked, with a chuckle. "Tacos? Pizza? Both?"

"I suddenly don't have an appetite." I mumbled, my arms crossed over my chest.

"C'mon, babe." Austin said, glancing over at me. "You're pregnant." He added, chuckling again. "There's no way in hell you don't have a appetite."

I rolled my eyes. "Well, I don't."

"Okay." Austin replied, rolling his eyes also as he again pushed the button, this time turning his car engine off. "Are you hormones acting up?"

Instead of answering Austin, I decided to throw a question of my own at him. "What's these doing in your car?"

"What?"

I held up the two used condom wrappers that I had found in the backseat of his car. "Where you with that slut again? Or someone else?"

"Y|N, your tripping." Austin mumbled, shaking his head. "Those are from the last time me and you had sex." He added. "You know, when you still believed in protection."

I gasped.

How dare he?

"I didn't get pregnant because I didn't make the father use a condom." I angrily replied. "And I know you're fucking lying because the last time you and I had sex was over five months ago and I also know these wrappers weren't in your goddamn car last week." I scoffed, trying to fight back the tears that were forming in my eyes. "Was it her or someone new?"

"It was her." Austin finally answered making me laugh in disbelief.

"I can't fucking believe you would do this again after you said you wouldn't over and fucking over." I replied.

Austin scoffed. "You can't believe me?" He asked, sarcasm in his voice. "I can't believe you'd practically be making out with your baby daddy minutes before I'm supposed to pick you up but you did." He said, before adding. "Just like you let him fuck you without one, even though you ain't even know him a day. But makes sure your boyfriend of six years wore one every damn time we fucked."

In that moment I wanted nothing more than to reach over and slap Austin so hard that I left a hand print in his face, but I held myself back.

Barely.

"For the tenth time I didn't have sex with him without a condom." I groaned, reaching over in the backseat to grab my purse. "His dick is just so big that it broke the condom." I smirked, opening the passenger side door, and getting out of the car. "Something you wouldn't know about."

I didn't say it but I'm sure it was implied that me and Austin were over.

For good this time.

With tears in my eyes I stormed back up to the house, just as Joe was leaving out.

"What's wrong?" Joe questioned, immediately noticing that I was upset.

I wiped at the tears that had fallen from my eyes. "I just ended my six year relationship."

"Because of me?"

"No." I snapped, taking out the last bit of my anger for Austin on Joseph. "Not everything is about you." I added, before mumbling. "And I thought the only time you were a condescending asshole was on tv but it seems like you're one in real life too."

Joe shook his head, leaving out the house without another word or glance.

Did I just ruin what could have been between Joseph and I?

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Later that day I eventually dragged myself out of bed, and downstairs for a middle of the night snack.

Partly because I had a sudden craving for cookies, and partly because I just couldn't get Joe out of my mind.

Especially how he looked when I called him a condescending asshole.

Which he most definitely isn't.

I know I haven't known him long enough to judge all of his qualities, but the few times I've been lucky enough to be in his presence, he's been nothing but a sweetheart.

A gentleman.

"Couldn't sleep either?" I heard a voice say, causing me to jump.

I placed my hand over my heart, trying to calm myself. "You scared me, dude." I said to Colby as I gently shut the refrigerator door, turning to see Colby sitting at the kitchen island. "And no." I answered. "Too much on my mind." I added, rambling in the cabinet for a baking sheet.

"Are you really about to bake cookies at one in the morning?" Colby asked with a laugh, as I began scooping cookie dough from the container and placing it onto the baking sheet.

"Yeah, I got a craving for cookies." I giggled, with a shrug. "Can you be an awesome big brother and preheat the oven for me?" I asked, as I continued scooping.

"Sure."

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About ten minutes later, both my brother and I sat at the kitchen island eating cookies.

Well I was eating cookies, and Colby was eating the only cookie I shared with him.

"You never did say what was on your mind." Colby spoke up, breaking through the silence that had taken over.

"Neither did you." I replied, picking up a cookie and taking a bite.

Colby nodded, getting up and going to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water. "You first."

"Okay." I mumbled, biting on my lip. "I broke up with Austin's pathetic ass." I started, noticing the look on Colby's face as if he expected this break up to be like the others where I'd take him back after a while. "For real this time."

"What made it for real this time?" Colby questioned and I couldn't figure out if he was mocking me or genuinely just asking.

I sighed, looking down at the few cookies left in front of me. "He cheated again." I said with a shrug. "Very recently."

"I'm going to beat his ass." Colby immediately responded, in his usual overprotective big brother fashion. "My knee's healed enough for me to curb stomp his head into the pavement."

"Colby." I gasped, trying not to laugh. "You don't have to do anything. I already gave him a piece of my mind and also I'm a thousand and one percent sure you could do prison time for that."

"I do it all the damn time." Colby smirked.

"On tv, idiot." I said, unable to hold my laughter in any longer. "If you were to do that to Austin you'd be in trouble for sure."

Colby shrugged. "It'll be worth it." He said, proudly, before coming back over to sit next to me on the stool he previously sat on. "Is the next reason you can't sleep because of your baby's father?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

I sat silently for a moment, biting my lip as I contemplated if I should reveal the father of this child's identity.

I didn't want to continue hiding it from my brother.

And I definitely didn't want him finding out from someone other than me.

"Big brother." I mumbled, glancing over at him. Promise that you won't hate me after I tell you who he is."

"Hate you?" Colby asked, raising an eyebrow at me. "I could never hate you, Y|N." He added, giving me a reassuring smile. "You're my little sister."

"Okay." I said, biting down on my lip even harder this time. "Promise me you won't hate the father."

I had a big feeling that my brother and Joe's friendship or brotherhood wouldn't be the same as it was but I didn't want my brother hating Joe.

Colby sighed. "Just say it."

"His name is Joe." I whispered, closing my eyes tightly because I was afraid to make eye contact with my brother.

"I know." Colby replied.

I squeezed my eyes shut even tighter, remembering I had already told Colby the father's name. "No." I said. "His name is Joe Anoaʻi." I whispered again, feeling tears began to roll down my face for the second time in less than twenty four hours. "As in your bestfriend, Joe."

Once again Colby sighed, repeating himself as he reached over to rub soothing circles in my back. "I know."

As tears continued to run down my face, I carefully turned on my stool to face my brother.

His face oddly calm for someone who's little sister told just told them they had a one night stand with their bestfriend literally a minute ago.

"Who told you?" I gasped. "Was it Tori and her big mouth?" I asked again, with a groan.

I love her but once she gets going there's no telling what she'd spill.

Colby shook his head. "It was Joe."

Joe told my brother about us?

And didn't tell me, he told my brother.

"And as much as I don't like it..." Colby spoke again, with a sigh. "He's a step up from Austin."

I scrunched up my nose at my older brother, really not understanding why he's so calm. "Colby," I said in a calming tone. "Did you take something?"

"Fuck no." Colby laughed, shaking his head. "I'm just okay with it, I guess." He added, before speaking again. "Joe was man enough to come to me and explain earlier today at Black and Brave and..." He shrugged again. "It's not like he purposefully went after my little sister. He didn't know anything about me and you being family before yesterday. Besides you'vegot enough to worry about with this pregnancy. You didn't need a pissed off brotherto add on to your stress."

Okay who is this man next to me?

It's not like I wanted Colby to be so worked up over my situation with Joe, but still...

I didn't expect him to be so calm

And most importantly, why didn't Joe tell me he talked to my brother when he was here earlier.

"But when me and him step back into the ring against one another." Colby said, speaking again, before I could. "I'm beating his ass for what he did with my little sister."

I smiled a bit, before letting out a sigh. "Thank you so much for being oddly understanding." I replied, sliding off my stool, to go over and give my brother a kiss on his cheek. "You're the best brother I've got."

"I'm the only brother you've got." Colby quickly responded, laughing yet again.

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LAST ONE... THIS WEEK 😅

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PART 5

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Unpredictable Journey

In the dimly lit ambiance of the cozy restaurant, Seth Rollins and YN sat across from each other, their fingers lightly grazing the rim of their wine glasses. A soft murmur of conversations enveloped them, creating a bubble of intimacy amidst the bustling crowd.

Seth's piercing blue eyes gazed into YN's, a mixture of curiosity and affection dancing within them. He took a sip of his wine, savoring the moment before finally breaking the silence.

"What were you thinking?" he asked, his voice carrying a playful undertone as he raised an eyebrow.

YN's lips curled into a gentle smile, her cheeks tinted with a rosy hue. She played with the stem of her wine glass, her fingers tracing invisible patterns. "Well," she began, her voice soft yet laced with a hint of mischief, "I was thinking about how unpredictable life can be."

Seth leaned back slightly in his chair, his interest piqued. "Oh, really? And what brought on this deep contemplation?"

She let out a soft chuckle, her gaze momentarily dropping before lifting again to meet his. "I mean, who would've thought that a chance encounter at a wrestling event would lead to all of this?" Her gesture encompassed the romantic ambiance of the restaurant and the undeniable connection between them.

Seth's lips curled into a warm smile, a spark of understanding passing between them. "You're right," he agreed. "Life has a way of surprising us when we least expect it."

YN nodded, her fingers now toying with a strand of her hair. "And I was also thinking about how I wouldn't change any of it for the world. The ups, the downs, the crazy schedules—it's all led me to you."

Seth reached across the table, his fingers finding hers, intertwining in a tender embrace. "I feel the same way," he admitted, his voice sincere. "Every twist and turn, every moment that led us here…it's been worth it."

Their eyes locked again, an unspoken understanding passing between them. In that instant, the world around them seemed to fade into the background, leaving only their connection, their shared journey, and the budding romance that had unexpectedly bloomed.

The night breeze carried a gentle whisper through the open windows of Seth Rollins' home, where the flicker of candlelight danced across the room, casting warm, inviting shadows. After leaving the restaurant, Seth and YN had retreated to the cozy haven he called home.

As they stepped inside, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. The soft rustling of leaves outside and the distant sounds of the city created a serene backdrop to the intimate atmosphere they were now entering.

Seth took YN's hand and led her further into the living room. The comfortable couch beckoned them, and they settled in, still wrapped in the aura of their shared connection. The room was adorned with personal touches—framed photographs capturing cherished moments, a guitar resting in a corner, and shelves lined with books that spoke of Seth's passions and interests.

YN leaned back against the cushions, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "This place feels like you," she mused, her eyes wandering around the room. "It's so warm and inviting."

Seth chuckled, the sound carrying a touch of modesty. "Well, I wanted it to be a place where I could truly be myself. A sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world."

YN smiled softly, her gaze finding Seth's once again. "You've succeeded. It's like stepping into a haven of comfort."

Seth reached for a nearby guitar, his fingers idly strumming the strings. "Speaking of comfort," he began, his tone taking on a slightly more serious note, "I hope you know that you're welcome here anytime. This place isn't just a reflection of me—it's a reflection of us."

Her heart skipped a beat at his words, the depth of his sentiment washing over her. "Seth..."

He set the guitar aside and shifted closer to her, their knees brushing. "YN, when I asked you 'What were you thinking?' earlier, it wasn't just about the past. It's also about the future. I want to know what you're thinking now, in this moment."

YN's eyes shimmered with emotion, her fingers finding his as she intertwined them once more. "In this moment, I'm thinking about how grateful I am. Grateful for the unexpected twists that led us to each other, for the shared laughter and vulnerability, and for the promise of the journey ahead."

Seth's gaze held hers, a mixture of tenderness and determination in his eyes. "I want you to know that this place is yours too. A space where we can continue to build on what we have, where we can create new memories together."

YN's heart swelled, the depth of his feelings resonating within her. "I'd like that," she whispered, her voice carrying a sincerity that matched his.

As the night unfolded, they continued to share their thoughts, dreams, and aspirations. The candlelight cast a soft glow on their faces, accentuating the connection that had grown between them. In Seth's home, amidst the echoes of their laughter and the whispered promises, they found a new chapter unfolding—a chapter filled with love, understanding, and the warmth of a place they could call their own.

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Senior Party - Seth Rollins (18+)

Seth Rollins x Female!Reader

Summary: Agreeing to be your best friends DD to a party that your senior class is throwing, things take a wild turn when some people get a little too drunk.

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Minors DNI, Underage drinking, Seth Rollins is your friends dad, Cop!Seth Rollins, High School Graduate Female!Reader, Teens smoking pot, Unwanted touching from a drunk boy

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“So, you’re not drinking then?” Brie asked for the third time throughout the ride as you guys drove down a gravel road. 

You looked at your friend in the passenger seat. “Yes, okay? I’m not drinking, not popping pills and I’m not smoking.” You weren’t really the party type. You’d rather just sit at home, watching netflix with your cat keeping you warm right on your lap or chest. But your friend begged you to come out. You couldn’t say no since you knew damn well that she was going to drink and being the good friend that you are you volunteered to be the designated driver for the night. Just so she could end up home safely after the party.

“Alright, I’m just making sure.” She threw her hands up, in defeat. 

You quickly slammed on your brakes making your chevy skid on the gravel road. You let out a relieved breath knowing you were inches away from the car in front of you with their tail lights on, stopped in the road. “It’s this turn!” You heard your male friend in the car ahead of you, that you nearly hit. That would’ve been bad, calling the cops to tell them you were in an accident headed to a party.

“Yeah, thanks! How about using a blinker sometime!” You shouted right back. You smirked when he threw his arm out the window with his middle finger straight up. You rolled your eyes at the gesture and followed him down another gravel long road until you saw a big house with a barn full of drunk teenagers out in the lawn and loud music blaring.

You looked around for a parking spot. “There’s one.” Brie pointed out, you turned onto the grass and placed the car into park. “Now if the cops come we can bolt out of here.” I said as we had a clear shot for the exit.

“I don’t think cops will be out this far out of town especially on gravel unless there's a complaint but the dude's neighbors are like three miles away and it’ll be hard getting your drunk ass into my car if the cops do come.” You smiled. “Speaking of your drunk ass in my car. When I take you home don’t you dare throw up.” I turned off the car, taking the key out of the ignition.

Brie rolled her eyes with a smile on her face, she climbed out of the car. “I mean it Brie, I’ll be cutting down on drinking before we leave so you won’t throw up.” You also got out of the car and locked it. You walked up the gravel driveway and towards the group of friends you knew best. 

“Ayee, Brie and Y/N made it!” Lexi said with a smile plastered on her face. She had a Mike’s Hard Lemonade in her hand while she slung both of her arms over yours and Brie’s shoulder. You could already tell she was hammered just by how she was swaying and her breath reeked of alcohol. 

“Nice to see you too, Lexi.” You told the drunk blonde. 

“I’m gonna get myself a drink.” Brie said, walking away from Lexi which made her lean into me. 

“Woah, okay.” You said as Lexi rested herself on you. “Hey, get me a soda please!” You shouted towards your best friend who was making their way to the cooler. You rubbed Danielle’s back and helped her up on her own two feet, making sure she was good to stand on her own.

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A good hour passed and you were surrounded by drunk friends. Some started to spill secrets that weren’t supposed to be spoken of, some were drunk dancing and grinding up against one another since the loud music was blaring from the farm so you could hear it from outside. 

You looked around wondering where Brie went. “What the hell? She was just by my side.” You mumbled softly, you quickly went to the doorway of the barn trying to find her in the large groupd, she wasn’t in there. You quickly rushed outside looking around and saw a circle of the students you went to school with. As you walked closer towards them it started to smell like marijuana. You saw Brie with a guy named Dolph. “Here Brie, your turn.” He said passing you a joint. But before she could take it you grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the circle jerking stoners. 

“No, they are off limits. You can drink but not smoke.” You told her. 

“Fine, mom.” She groaned. 

“Hey, is anyone sober enough to drive?” You heard your friend Layla ask.

“I am, what do you need?” You asked as Brie leaned against you for support.

“There’s a few more people in town that want to come, we need someone to drive us to pick them up.” She stated a beer in her hand.

“Yeah, I can take you guys. Hmm…” You looked around to see a purple haired girl. “Sasha!” You shouted, walking over towards her with Brie basically over your shoulders. “Hey, I need you to watch her really fast, okay? I’ll be gone for like thirty minutes.” You told her, handing Brie off to Sasha. 

“But Y/N!” Brie whined not wanting you to go.

“No  buts, you will stay here. Don’t go around the stoners. Only be outside or in the barn understand?” You asked.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” She grumbled. “Let's get drunk!” She shouted, making a lot of other teenagers cheer.

As you walked down the driveway and towards the blue car where Sarah and two other males Cody and Randy were. “I call shotgun.” Sarah said, tossing you the keys. You walked to the car but couldn’t get to the driver seat since Cody was blocking it.

“Cody, get your ass into the back seat.” You said. “Do you need help?” You asked, wondering if he drank too much and needed to be assisted into the back.

“No, I’m driving. So, give me the keys.” He grumbled, trying to grab the keys out of your hands. You pulled them away and arched your eyebrow at his attitude. Obviously he was drunk but wanted to drive to town.

“Okay, no seriously Cody. You’re not driving, you had enough to drink that’s why I’m driving.” You sucked in a shaky breath as he grabbed your waist and pulled you close.

“Give me the keys.” His breath smelt of strong whisky, like Jack Daniels or Captain Morgan. You cried out softly as he dug his nails into your skin. You placed your two hands on his chest and roughly pushed him away, making the blonde haired boy stumble. “Don’t be a tease Y/N.” He tried to approach you again only for you to raise your fist, hitting him in the cheek. Cody stumbled again only to hit the car. You circled around the car, handing Sarah who was in the passenger seat, the keys. 

“I’m not driving, hope you come back safe.” You said, leaving and going up the driveway with the rest of your friends. You could hear Sasha arguing with Cody and asking him what he did.

As you walked towards the group of friends you hang out with you couldn’t help but to notice a male with long dark hair standing on the front porch, leaning against a post. “Guys, is that a cop?” You whispered softly. 

“Cop?” They all started to panic, looking around scared like they were chickens with their heads cut off. “Someone say cop!?” Another student yelled. 

“No! There’s no cop!” You shouted, embarrassed knowing that you had the older male attention as drunk teenagers were freaking out.

“Oh, wait, that guy? No, that's just Tyler’s dad.” Wade said, sipping on his drink in a red solo cup. You nodded, and quickly grabbed Brie’s hand. 

“Come on Brie, let’s go into the barn.” You quickly said, wanting to get out of Tyler's Dad’s sight. Once in the barn a few good songs played, you sat down on a lawn chair watching people dance. You couldn’t believe you grew up with most of them and college was just starting in the fall. Which would make everyone move out of the small town and most likely never come back so they could start their careers.

Career. The word made you cringe, not knowing what you wanted to do right after high school had scared you. You didn’t have college in mind and you weren’t too sure what to do once you walked across that stage with a diploma in hand.

Shaking your head, you started to think about something else. Like how you were counting how many drinks Brie has had. Seven, this was her seventh one and you were going to make it her last. “Come on, Y/N!” You heard Sasha yell, walking towards you and swaying her hips. “Dance with us! I love this song!” She pulled you up out of your chair but you kept refusing, she took you to the middle of the dance floor which was basically just a dirt floor and barn equipment around, where everyone was grinding up against one another. 

You stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. You didn’t dance, not even alone. “This is too awkward!” You yelled loudly over the music. As Colt 45 by Afroman blared through the speakers it was impossible for anyone to hear you. You smiled and laughed at how Sasha was actually a good dancer when she was drunk and so was Brie when she had a few drinks in her system. 

“I gotta go get some air.” You said, as if anyone had heard you. You walked out into the cool night. Your skin breaking out in goosebumps, shivering you rushed towards the same group from earlier. Wade, Zack, Summer and Alberto were drinking. You shivered, stuck in between Wade and Zack, trying to get warm. 

“Hey, does anyone have gum?” Summer slurred. 

“I think I have some in my car, hold on.” You took off down the driveway, the rocks under your shoes crunching as you took a step. You rubbed your cold arms and let out a breath. You unlocked your car, opening it but someone placed a hand on it, forcing it to shut. 

You quickly turned around to see a drunk Cody. “There you are, I was starting to worry if you left.” He growled. “You really did hurt me when you pushed me away.”

“Cody, you’re scaring me.” You confessed to him as he was close.

“Good. Maybe you’ll mind me next time when I want something.” He snarled, you were about to push him away from you but he roughly pushed you up against your black chevy driver door. “Where do you think you’re going?” 

“I’m going back to the party.” You informed him, anything to get away from him even if it was to hang out with a bunch of drunk teens.

“Why go back to the party when we can have a party of our own.” He chuckled darkly, his left hand pinning your waist and his right hand slowly dipping into your pants. Your eyes widen at his actions.

“Stop.” You hissed, grabbing his shoulder trying to push him off. He pushed up against you, forcing his body weight on you. “Please, Cody stop!” You cried out. His left hand went off of your waist and cupped your mouth.

“Shut the hell up.” He hissed. “Fuck, I’m so hard.” He grunted, pressing his hips against yours. You could feel his hard cock through your clothes and his. Tears streamed down your cheeks, you squirmed trying to get out of his grip. “Oh, I do love how you struggle.” He leaned down and kissed your neck. You closed your eyes tight, his hand muffling your cries.

“Let her go.” You opened your eyes to see a dark figure, you couldn’t tell who it was since there were barely any lights where the cars were parked. The only main source of light was coming from the barn. You didn’t recognize the voice since it was so deep, plus the male was so tall. You don’t even think he went to your school. 

“Go back to the party and mind your own fucking business.” Cody hissed, not even bothering to look who it was. 

“How about you back the fuck off before I arrest you.” The male snarled. Cody instantly pulled away from you.

“Oh- Oh I’m sorry Mr. Rollins, I didn’t-” 

“Cody, find yourself a ride home and get the fuck off my property.” The man named Rollins snapped. 

“Yes sir.” The underage drunk quickly rushed back to where the party was to look for a ridef. 

“Are you okay?” The man asked as he stepped towards you. You quickly wiped away the tears that were rolling down your cheeks, not wanting to show him that you were scared for a brief moment. 

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You said softly, brushing your pants and shirt off that were now covered in dust from your car due to your vehicle being on the dirt road. You looked at the man that Cody called Mr. Rollins. He must have been the same guy who was on the porch you saw, Tyler’s dad. Sure you’ve been going to school with Tyler since kindergarten but you didn’t really know about Tyler’s family but you sure knew Tyler was handsome. Now you knew where Tyler got it from. “Are you a cop or something?” You asked Mr. Rollins who was still standing in front of you. 

Mr. Rollins nodded, lifting up his shirt a little to show his badge that was hanging off his belt loop. You could see a little bit of his v-line when he lifted his black shirt. You nodded slowly, rubbing your shoulder. “Would you like to come inside, I have some pizza if you want some?” He said, trying to comfort you.

“Yeah, I’d like that. It’d be better than being around these drunks.” You said, walking towards him. The walk to the house was silent, he opened the door and turned on some lights so you could see where everything was. The house was spotless, a few pictures of Tyler when he was a baby hung on the wall and a few pictures of an older couple were on the table, it must have been Mr. Rollins parents. But what you realized was, there weren’t any wedding pictures of him and his wife. 

You followed Mr. Rollins into the kitchen, you sat down on a chair and watched him get you a slice of pizza. “Thanks, Mr. Rollins.” You said when he placed the plate in front of you.

He chuckled deeply. “Please, call me Seth.” He sat down across from you with a slice for himself. “And you are?” He pulled his plate close to him.

“I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself only to ask a follow up question. “If you’re a cop then why are you letting Tyler throw a party with underage drinking and teenagers smoking marijuana? I don’t wanna be a nark or anything but there's a lot of illegal things going on in your backyard.”  You told him, taking a bite out of your pizza.

Seth just shrugged softly. “Tyler is old enough, he knows what he’s getting himself into and so are his friends. So, why are you here then?” He asked, arching an eyebrow. 

You swallowed your food before speaking, “I’m a designated driver for my friend. So, does your wife know you're basically throwing a frat party for teens?” You chuckled, Seth smiled softly and huffed out a laugh.

“Well, yes. She basically told Tyler it was okay to do so at my house. Tyler’s mother and I are divorce, been for a while.” It soon fell quiet. “You’re not friends with Tyler, are you?” Seth asked.

You couldn’t help but to blush and look away. “Tyler and I weren’t really close but we know each other. We’ve been going to school with each other since kindergarten.” You shrugged. “He was on the basketball team while I was at home reading or gaming. I don’t have many friends.” You stated and grabbed a napkin from the table, wiping your face. 

“I saw how Cody pulled you closer earlier today, are you okay?” Seth asked, his eyes darting towards your waist and back up to your face.

Nodding, you ran your fingers through your hair. “Yeah, he just scared me, that's all. That’s the first man who has ever touched me like that.” You frowned thinking how disgusting that was. That was supposed to be an intimate touch from someone you loved and now it was ruined.

“That’s no man honey, men don’t touch women like that. Especially beautiful ones.” 

Your face heated up when he said that. “Are you trying to flirt with me, Officer Rollins?” 

“Maybe.” He said, the room fell silent. Once you finished your slice of pizza he stood up and grabbed the plates and placed them in the sink. “Here, stand up.” 

You arched your eyebrow and slowly stood on your two feet. “Why?” 

“I saw Cody the first time he put his hands on you, I want to make sure you don’t have any marks so your boyfriend won’t get pissed. Turn around.” Seth mumbled. You did as you were told and felt him gently place his hand on your waist while his other hand raised your shirt. You could hear him growl in anger. “Should have arrested that little punk.”

“How bad is it?” You asked him, looking over your shoulder. 

“He left deep nail marks in your lower back.” You broke out in goosebumps when you felt Seth’s hand run over your lower back. “Sorry, did that hurt?” 

“N- No, just uh… No.” You swallowed, trying to control yourself.

You were about to pull down your shirt until you felt a pair of lips on your neck, making their way up your ear, his hands under your shirt and slowly going up your body, pausing on your ribcage. “Just tell me when to stop and I will.” He whispered, biting your earlobe. You whimpered softly when he cupped your breasts. 

“N- No, you’re fine.” You breathed out, his beard rubbed up against your sensitive skin whenever he planted kisses on your neck. 

He pressed his hips against your ass, grinding it slightly letting you feel his growing cock. Moaning softly, you pushed your ass back against him. “We should take this to my room.” He grumbled. He took his hands away from your body and grabbed your hand, making you follow him to his room. 

Once in his room he instantly locked the door and walked over towards you. “How could any man harm you?” He whispered, grabbing your shirt and slowly tugging it off. 

“I can handle myself.” You said, you mimicked the same action of him, grabbing his black shirt and slowly pulling it off over his head. Your eyes scanned his body, he had some chest hair that trailed down his stomach. Your eyes soon went to a scar on his side, you slowly raised your hand, looking into his eyes and touched it. “What happened?” 

“Bullet wound. I was in surgery for six hours before they got all of the pieces out of me.” Seth watched as you traced your fingers over it. 

“I like a man with scars.” You teased.

“And I like a woman that can handle herself.” He chuckled, pulling you close to him and kissing you. Your hands slowly went down his body and grabbed his belt, undoing it and pushing down his jeans so they were down his mid thigh. 

As Seth started to get your skinny jeans off around your waist, you bit his lip, tugging at it slightly. “Hmm, naughty girl.” He chuckled, he slowly licked your bottom lip, asking for an approval to be in your mouth. But of course, since he did call you naughty you denied him. He growled lowly, grabbed at your ass and gave it a rough squeeze. His actions made you gasp, which he gave as an opportunity to thrust his tongue into your mouth.  

The make out session went on for a while until you had to pull away for air, panting softly you quickly kicked off your shoes then the rest of your pants. You’ve never been this aroused before, your teenage hormones were driving you up the wall. Truth be told, you were still a virgin. You never touched yourself or let others touched you, sexually. You were just too busy, with school and work it just seemed like a lot of work just to go out and look for a boyfriend. 

“Lay on the bed, baby.” Seth demanded with a soft voice as he unlaced his shoes, kicking them off and pushing his jeans down. You walked towards his king size bed, which was pretty big just for one person to sleep on it and laid down on your back. Your heart was racing with adrenaline not to mention with lust too. He grabbed the hem of his boxers and pushed them down, pulling out his semi hard cock. Your eyes widened as he wrapped his hand around it, slowly stroking it to make it even harder. “Have you ever…” He trailed off, he didn’t want to think of you as a girl that got around but then again you didn’t look like the type.

“Have I ever had sex? No.” You swallowed hard, hoping he wouldn’t change his mind about taking your innocence away. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” He purred, slowly crawling onto the bed and on top of you. “You can touch it, if you’d like.” He whispered, leaning down and kissing your neck softly. You slowly ran your hands down his chest towards his stomach only to stop at his torso and slowly grabbed his stiff cock. He grunted lowly at the action, making you jump and pull away. “Fuck, sorry you’re okay. It just felt good.” He gave you a smile. You nodded and went back to grabbing his cock, slowly jerking it. You could feel how he started to become harder, his cock throbbed in your hand. You blushed when he pushed his hips forward into your touch, signaling for you to pump faster.

Seth nudged his face in the nape of your neck, moaning softly as you kept pumping his cock. His hips kept fucking into your touch, moaning. Your face was still heated, surprised by his low moaning you were getting out of him. “God damn, Y/N feels so good.” He breathed only to pull away. “But I can’t be coming undone in your hand.” You pouted as he pulled fully away from you, his cock leaving your hand. 

“We’re going to get this pretty pussy all ready for my cock.” Seth’s fingers trailed down my body as he positioned himself in between my legs.

“What- What are you doing- Oh fuck!” You sobbed out feeling his hot mouth latch onto your sensitive cunt. You squirm underneath his touch at the foreign feeling. Seth soothed your squirming body by rubbing your waist as his tongue dipped in and out of your tight channel. You cried out again feeling his wet tongue expand your virgin walls. The blush on your cheeks still stayed as you looked down, watching Seth become a hungry man, devouring your pussy in a soft manner. “Oh god, Seth.” You mewled, tossing your head back into his pillows, making his scent waff in the air. 

Seth’s chocolate eyes never left you as he lapped away at your cunt, he watched every facial expression you did, making sure he didn’t hurt you or see any sign of pain. He hummed against your dripping cunt, sending vibrations up your spine. 

“F- Fuck!” You sobbed, your fingers went in his hair, trying to pull away from him. The pleasure was becoming too much as your stomach tightened. “Wait- wait- stop.” You sobbed as an unfamiliar feeling started to rise.

Seth quickly pulled away, your juices coated his beard. “What’s wrong?” He heaved a breath. “Are you okay?”

“There was- there was this feeling.” You breathed heavily. “My stomach was tightening like a wind up toy.”

Seth couldn’t help but to laugh at your innocents. “That means you were about to come on my tongue.”

“O- Oh.” A blush spread across the bridge of your nose and down your neck. 

“Don’t worry, we’ll get that feeling back and you can cream on my cock.” Seth reached over at his dresser and pulled out a condom only to rip it open with his teeth. Pulling out the rubber from the foil wrapper he rolled it down his large shaft. Seth went back into position again, on top of you with his cock head nudging against your clit making you gasped loudly.

“Easy girl.” Seth whispered. You cried out softly as his cock slowly nudged between you, sinking inside of you he instantly kissed you to muffle your moans. The feeling of something in your virgin pussy wasn’t the best feeling. He pulled away slowly. “We can’t have you screaming now that there's drunk teens around the house.” 

“Oh my god.” You whimpered, pulling him closer. You hid your face into his neck, biting his shoulder as he slid into you deeper. 

“I know, baby. Ugh, fuck you’re so fucking tight around my cock.” He grunted. “I’m trying not to thrust into you all at once.” He sighed heavily. He stopped for a brief moment so you could adjust to his size.

“Okay, I- I think I’m good.” You panted, wrapping your arms around his neck. Seth waited a moment longer and slowly pulled out and pushed back in. You cried out loudly at the feeling of him stretching your walls when he pushed back in and stopped. “No, keep going please.” You begged him. Seth nodded, slowly pulling out and pushing back in. As he kept doing so it started to feel good. You let out a soft moan which made Seth’s cock twitch. He started to pump his hips faster than usual. 

“Fuck baby.” He grunted, you wrapped your legs around his waist and made him go deeper. You gripped the back of his shoulders and raked your nails down. 

As Seth started to thrust into you faster the bed started to squeak underneath the both of you. “Oh fuck, Seth.” You ran one hand into his hair, tugging it as he started to bring you to your climax. 

“Yeah, you like that baby?” He chuckled lowly, he didn’t have to ask to see your expression. 

“I- I think I’m going to come.” You whimpered out, your tight walls were wrapping around Seth’s cock like a vise and your lower stomach was starting to clench up. 

“Fuck, me too baby. You're gonna come for me, hmm?” Seth asked, leaning down and kissing your neck. He started to mark your skin while his right hand kept himself balanced so he wouldn’t put all of his weight on you and his left hand massaged your right breast, pinching and tugging at your nipple. You arched your back and threw your head back into his pillow. “Oh fuck, yes! Please, make me come.” You moaned soon he quickly clamped his left hand over your mouth.

“I’ll let you come.” He growled. “But, you have to be quiet.” He grunted, thrusting his cock in and out of you at a brutal pace. You screwed your eyes shut as you finally hit your orgasm, you accidentally bit his hand so you wouldn’t moan. You moaned loudly into his hand as you felt the condom extend in you, the rubber catching his seeds. Seth groaned loudly as he kept riding out his orgasm. 

As you two laid there, catching your breath the party was still going on, you could hear the music and everyone laughing in the distance. “Shit.” You quickly sat up when Seth rolled off of you. “I have to go.” You said, rushing to get your clothes. “Sorry, uh I promised my friend I would look after her… I uh, thanks?” You said a bit embarrassed, you didn’t know what to say after sex.

Seth laid there, the blankets covering his naked body as he watched you look for your clothes. Throwing on your attire in a messy manner you didn’t even look back at Seth.

“Hey, wait.” Seth called out as you rushed out of his bedroom, going back to the front door. Before you could even reach the door knob, something grabbed a hold of your wrist. Stopping in your tracks, you paused and looked to see what had grabbed you. It was Seth, looking down you blushed to see his bare cock was still out. 

“You can’t tell anyone about this.” Seth’s face was now giving you a stern look unlike before.

“I wasn’t.” You furrowed your eyebrows. 

“Well, I don’t need you to brag towards your friends that we fucked.”

You ripped your wrist out from his grip. “I’m not like that.” A slight hint of hurt tone in your voice. “I have to go.”

“Wait, Y/N. I didn’t mean it like that.” Seth spoke, trying to follow you but stopped at the front door due to him still being naked. Storming down the front steps of the porch you marched towards the barn where the loud music never stopped playing. 

“Hey, there you are!” You heard. You looked to see Brie still hammered with everyone else. “They’re playing my favorite song!” Soon a loud bass dropped and everyone started to sing the lyrics.

“Hump me, fuck me, daddy better make me come!” Everyone shouted, your face became bright red. This was going to be a long night.

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The shields little girl

Chapter 5 ∆ heat day 2

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Warnings: restraints, listening to people have sex, unprotected sex, shower sex, daddy kink, ddlg, toys(vibrator),

I woke just like the last sweaty and dizzy. I want to wake up my alphas but we were up late and I want them to get some sleep. I roll over and try to fall back asleep but I fail miserably. After 40 minutes I gave up on sleep and just laid there awake as the pain I felt before returned. "you alright sweetheart?" I hear Dean mumble pulling me closer to him. "can't sleep" I say briefly. "why not?" he says half asleep. "hurts" I utter and he snaps awake.

He finally remembers I'm in heat. He sits up and looks down at my sweaty desperate face. He looks at the 2 men sleeping soundly next to us. "shower?" he whispers and I nod my head sitting up. We walk well more like tiredly stumble to the bathroom. He shut the door behind us and I begin to remove my clothes. I turn around now fully naked he has just finished getting undressed. He puts his hands on my waist and guides us to the shower.

Once we're in, he pushes me against the tile wall. He turns on the shower and we both get blasted with cold water. We both squirm to get away from the freezing-cold torture chamber that is the shower. I step onto the tile flooring of the bathroom and can't help but giggle at what had just happened. Dean laughs with me. He turns on some hot water and grabs my waist once again. His lips attach to mine as we wait for the water to heat up. I feel his tongue glide against my lip asking to enter. I part my lips and feel his tongue on mine.

We fight for dominance even though we both know who will win. His right-hand moves from my waist and dips into the water streaming from the shower head. After only a second his hand returns to my waist and pulls us under the now lukewarm water. He once again pushes me against the tile wall and we both stay put. I feel his erection poking my stomach. Both his hands move to the back of my thighs. "jump" he mutters against my lips. I do as he asks and he catches me. I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel his tip at my entrance.

He slowly pushes into me and I moan against his mouth. Inch by inch he goes in until he's balls deep in me. I moan and press my face into the crook of his neck. He slowly pulls out and thrust back in continuously. He picks up the pace quite quickly and begins to pound me into the wall. "fuck, you feel so good baby" he groans in my ear as he fucks my cunt hard and fast. I am unable to form any words at all.

Then my eyes go wide as someone bangs on the bathroom door. "hurry up or I'm peeing off the balcony!" roman yells through the door and we hear heavy foots walking away. I look at Dean my face redder than a tomato and he chuckles shaking his head at Reigns' words. I let out a particularly loud moan as he hits my spot. "right there" I almost yell. "right here?" he says hitting my spot hard over and over again. "yes, fuck!" I moan. I know Roman and Seth are both awake and hearing all of this and I don't care.

I feel a thumb rub against my clit and I feel the familiar coil in my lower tummy tighten. "daddy I'm gonna cum!" I cry out loudly wanting Roman and Seth to hear. The coil gets tighter and tighter as Dean keeps fucking me. "cum for me doll face" he says on the verge of his very own orgasm. With those five words, I clench around him and come undone as his warm seed fills me. He kisses me on the cheek. "you did so well" he says as he picks up a washcloth and helps clean me up.

Time skip 35 mins later

I'm dry and have my clothes on now. I walk towards the door and unlock it before opening it. Then I hear Seth and Roman giving both me and Dean a slow clap as we walk out of the bathroom. "shut up" I mumble my face turning red. I feel Romans' arms wrap around my waist. "did you want us to hear?" he whispers into my ear. "Didn't you have to pee?" I say try to get away. "I told you I would pee off of the balcony, now answer the question" he replies. "so what if I did?" I say a smirk appearing on my lips.

"you admit it?" Seth asks. "yeah I do," I say more confidently than I had meant to. I look at Seth's face and for a moment I feel proud at how flustered he looks. Then I feel Romans' erection poking against me as he pulls me towards the bed. I feel my heart race as he pins me to the bed. "fucking whore" he growls against my neck. I see Dean walking over with something in his hand. I know I'm in for it when I finally realize what it is. He's holding handcuffs. When he reaches the bed he grabs my arms and Roman pulls away from my neck to get out of his way. Dean pins my arms above my head and puts the handcuffs on me. "too tight?" he asks and I shake my head. "what's your safe word?" "red" "good girl" he kisses my cheek and takes a step back looking at me.

Roman continues his assault on my neck and I notice Seth is gone. Then I see him. Out of the corner of my eye, he is holding a familiar black bag. It's my bag of toys but not the kind I play with when I'm little. "you wanna explain angel?" Seth asks and I freeze up. "no?" I'm still frozen and can't defend myself in any way. Then he opens the bag. He chuckles as he looks into the very full bag. Roman pulls my pants and panties down in one movement. Then he removes my shirt leaving me fully nude. Seth pulls a wand vibrator. My face goes bright red but I can't help but feel excited. He inspects the toy before passing it to Roman. "you really are a whore" he says looking me in the eyes as he turns it on.

I feel him press it against my clit and I press my face against my arm to hide it. Dean grabs my chin and pulls my face back into their view. Roman puts it on the highest setting and I squirm as it's the first time I've ever used it on that setting. They watch me squirm all of them clearly amused. Roman grabs my waist to hold me still. "sit still princess" he warns and I try my best to keep still. I can't help but jolt every few seconds at the waves of pleasure I am receiving. I am already close to cuming. "daddy! Can I cum? Can I please cum?!" I cry loudly a few seconds away from my orgasm. "no" he answers bluntly. I try my best to hold back. "ple-ahh please?" I plead. But before he even answers me I tip over the edge. He keeps the vibrator on my clit as I come down from my high but turns it off when I'm done.

I open my eyes and see three furious faces staring at me.

"fuck"

Continued in the next chapter

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