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WARDLOW X F/READER (18+)

Part 1

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Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex.

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

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WC 3923

David - Dax Harwood ☆ Daniel - Cash Wheeler ☆ Professor Sopp - Billy Gunn ☆ Will - Powerhouse Hobbs

Summary: f/Reader & Wardlow are both students at Ohio State, growing up together, but f/Reader can't stand the Frat Boy Wardlow, that is until she must help pass a class.

YN'S POV:

I am walking through the quad, on my way to a place I have yet to step foot in since I started at Ohio State a few years ago.

The Alpha Gamma Sigma house.

They are one of the nicer fraternities on campus, but I have stayed far away from the house because of one person and one person only.

Michael Wardlow.

A man who fully believes that he is above anyone on this earth. Even as children, people praised him for his athletic abilities. Teachers would make exceptions for him if a big game was coming up, and they would just pass him because they knew he would be the one to bring our school the win.

He never seemed to get in trouble for all the stupid pranks he pulled on me back in the day.

Like one time in Junior High, he filled my locker with shaving cream and ruined everything I had there. From my homework to my gym clothes, and yet, I was the one who got in trouble when I took a handful of shaving cream and shoved it in his face.

From that moment on, our teachers knew to keep us apart as all we did was bicker and fight. Once we entered high school, I had nothing to do with him.

I barely went to any football games as I was more concerned about keeping my grades up so I could get a full scholarship.

Which I did. I got a full scholarship to Ohio State that pays for everything. From my boarding to my books and supplies. I have kept my 4.0 GPA as having a full ride was the only way I could get into university.

I was so happy that I got the scholarship that when I found out that Michael also got a scholarship for football, I did not care in that moment and actually forgot that we were going to the same school, until I saw him on the first day of classes.

I froze when I saw him, and all he did was smile and wave at me, making sure to wink at me to just piss me off even more.

I continued on the unfamiliar path towards the Alpha Gamma Sigma house, replaying the words of Professor Sopp over in my head.

"YN, I know the history between you and Mr Wardlow, but you have the highest grade in my class, and he needs a tutor to help him with the exams."

And even though I loathe the man, I could never see someone failing just because I hate them, so I said yes to helping the Frat Boy, but as I saw the Alpha Gamma Sigma house come into view, I was slowly starting to regret it.

But I held my head up high, and I rang the doorbell, waiting for one of them to come to the door.

I heard someone yell out that they were coming and the door opened to the smiling face that is Daniel Wheeler.

"Well, isn't this a suprise. What can I do for you, YN?"

"I am looking for Michael."

Before Daniel could answer, a new voice piped up, "You will have to be more specific, YN." David Harwood said.

"Wardlow."

The two Frat Boys glanced at one another, silently communicating, and then they looked back at me.

"He is busy right now," Daniel said.

"I don't care what or whom he is doing. Just tell him I need to see him. It deals with kinesiology."

Daniel went off to find Michael, and David leaned against the doorframe as we had polite conversation.

"So how is Maria doing?"

"Maria is doing good. Talking about coming to your party this weekend."

"Really?"

"Yeah, but she isn't sure. Maybe you should text her or talk to her and see what she says. Maybe convince her to come."

"Yeah, yeah, I will do that."

The two of them have been dancing around one another for ages now, and they just need a push in the right direction. They have been on a few dates, but they keep going around in circles for some odd reason.

Our conversation died down once Daniel and Michael came around the corner, and I had to mentally slap myself as I stared at Michael's sweaty chest.

He may be a douche, but the man is built, and I do have eyes.

"What can I do for you, LN?" Daniel and David left the two of us alone, but I am pretty sure the two of them are just around the corner, listening in on our conversation.

"Professor Sopp asked me to help you to study."

"And you agreed to help me? Why? What is in it for you?"

"I may be a bitch but when I am asked to help someone so they don't fail a class, I will."

"Okay, well thanks. When do you want to do this?"

"Tomorrow. Meet me in the library at 6. Don't be late," He agreed to meet me at the library the next day.

Once the door was closed, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, wondering what the hell I am getting myself into.

WARDLOW'S POV:

I was working out in the fraternities gym when Daniel came to get me. I was halfway through my set, barely paying attention until he said something strange.

"Who did you say was here looking for me?"

A smirk came over his face as he repeated her name again, YN LN.

"You have to be shitting me?" All he did was shake his head and said she was there to discuss Kinesiology.

But that asshole couldn't keep the smirk off of his face. He knew how I felt about her. One time, when I had a bit too much to drink, I told him about how much I like her and have ever since I pulled on her pigtails all the way back in the first grade.

I still didn't believe him as the two of us walked to the front door and saw David and her talking.

My two Vice-presidents left YN and I alone, but knowing those assholes, they were around the corner.

As I listened to YN explain why she was there, it dawned on me that I could use this time together to show her I am just not some asshole.

I agreed to meet her in the library, and I closed the door. Now, I am mentally trying to prepare myself for the next day.

♥︎

The only word that was going through my head right now as I ran through towards the library was, 'fuck.'

It was 6:45 and I know YN is probably long gone from the library. People moved out of my way, not wanting to be run over by me.

I slowed down once the building came into view, and I came to a stop just before the doors to fix myself up, but Maria walked out, almost walking right into me.

"Oh hey Mike. Are you okay?"

I muttered yes and then went to walk by her, but she placed her hand on my arm to stop me. "She left about 20 minutes ago. Got sick of waiting for you."

I cursed under my breath. "Did you not bother to message her to say practice ran late?"

"I don't have her number."

"Come with me. I know where she is." Maria walked past me, and I quickly followed her, wondering why she was even helping me.

The two of us made small talk as we walked to where YN may be. I knew of Maria. We had a few classes throughout the years, and David is madly in love with her.

I saw that we were near Raney House, and even though I have spent many nights here, I had no idea YN even lived her.

I know Maria lived here as well, but I know she has a single room. "Does YN know we are coming?" She was already angry with me, and I didn't need another excuse for her to even more angry with me.

"She knows I am coming, but if I even mentioned you, well, you can imagine how that would have turned out." She said to me as we stepped onto the elevator.

I took note of the floor she pressed and the door number once we got to the floor. Maria knocked on the door, and we waited for YN to answer.

YN opened the door with a smile on her face, and then a scowl came across it the moment she saw that Maria wasn't alone.

"What is he doing here?" YN practically spat out as she glared at her friend.

"Football practice ran long for him, and he had no way of reaching you. I saw him running towards the library. YN. Maybe you two should exchange numbers just in case this happens again."

"I am not helping you today." She finally looked at me instead of Maria.

"YN, you two have a test coming up. Do not put this off just because you are mad at him. He needs to pass, or he can't play football."

"Fine. Shoes off Frat Boy."

I mouthed thank you to Maria as YN turned and walked into her dorm, leaving me to close the door.

"You owe me, Mike." Was all Maria whispered to me. I really did.

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I went back to here place every day to study. We tried the library, but people kept coming up and talking to me, and like the people pleaser I am, I couldn't help but talk to them, but this seemed to work out for the best.

The first test I took after YN started to help me, I barely just passed, but my grade was higher than the one I got previously, so I called that a win.

"Why don't we take a break?" YN could clearly tell I was getting frustrated with this new topic. The one I have been dreading, Pathophysiology.

"Thank God," I practically slammed my textbook shut.

"You want a drink?"

"Just water, please." YN got us both a glass of water, and she let me calm down.

"You know this stuff, Mike." YN said after a few minutes of silence.

"It is just all the technical terms and shit. I know I know this stuff. It just comes to writing the tests."

"Maybe we have to figure out how to get you to relax during the tests. You psych yourself out. I know you could have gotten a better grade on the last test."

"I don't even know why I even took this course."

"Now that is a lie. You have had your whole life planned out since we were kids."

YN was right. I always knew I wanted to play football, but I wanted to have a fallback just in case.

"What made you take this course?"

YN'S POV:

"Remember my Grandpa?"

"Yeah, one of the original Cincinnati Bengals."

"He got hurt during practice one day, I mean really hurt. They really didn't have the medicine they do now, and they thought he had a minor concussion."

That was the story that was put out to the media.

"So after a short time off and a bit of basic rehab, he went back out to play, but his brain injury got worse and worse. He died from chronic traumatic encephalopathy. That is what the autopsy said. I want to help football players with their injuries. That is why I got into this, so that way I can work in or open my own Kinesiology based Rehabilitation Centre."

"Oh." Was all Mike could say.

"Yeah, when he knew something wasn't right with him after he retired, he stayed home, not wanting his fans or even his family really to see him when the aggression was at its peak. He had other symptoms, too, like impulse control problems, memory loss, depression and anxiety, but the aggression is what really got to him as he wasn't that type of guy," I trailed off, hoping now we would can get back to studying.

"How about we call it a night and go and have some fun."

"Got a date or something, Mike?" I saw him roll his eyes at me.

"No, but there is a party at my place tonight. Come on, YN, it is Friday night, and we are studying. Let loose a little."

"Oh yeah, cause watching a bunch of Frat Boys and their groupies get drunk sounds like fun." I snorted.

"Why do you have to be such a kill joy? Fine, stay here, I was just trying to help." I watched as Mike grabbed his books and shoved them into his backpack.

I didn't say anything as he left my dorm. Why would I? It's not like he actually wants me there.

♥︎

Mike called and cancelled the studying session for the next day. I figured he would, knowing him he probably has some girl in his bed and / or is too hungover to try and study.

So I did what I usually do on Saturdays, which is clean, shop, and relax after a stressful week of school now dealing with a Frat Boy who is just trying to slide by in class.

But as I opened the door, I was stunned to see his two friends standing there, one ready to knock on the door.

"And how can I help you, gentlemen, and how did you know where I live?" My eyes narrowed when I saw Maria step out from behind David.

"You really gotta stop telling people where I live, Maria."

"I know, but they need your help."

"My help?" I looked between Daniel and David.

"It is Mike. He hasn't come out of his room since he got home last night. Not even for the party, and he isn't opening his door."

"And what makes you think I can help David?"

"You were the last one with him, and for some reason, he listens to you." Daniel cut in.

"Fine. I'll deal with him."

♥︎

I found myself deep in the heart of Alpha Gamma Sigma house. Looking at the men watching me as I knocked on their Presidents door.

"Go away, Daniel."

"It isn't Daniel."

I heard no noise, and then the door was open, and there he was, his hair a mess, no shirt and grey sweatpants on, and no socks.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Well," I pointed behind me, and Mike stuck his head out and looked up and down the hall, "your two friends got worried about you. My best friend brought them to me."

He hesitated for a moment and then stepped aside. I walked into his room as he closed the door behind me.

"What is the problem, Mike?" I asked him as he sat on his bed.

"Nothing."

"I don't think that is true. I was told that you didn't go to the party last night. That you just stayed in your room."

"I had stuff to think about."

"And that is?"

"It isn't your concern now, is it YN?"

"I was asked to come here, Mike. You and the rest of your Frat Boys are wasting my time." I could feel myself getting angry, and I saw the anger in his eyes as he finally looked at me.

"Is that all I am to you? Huh? Some fucking Frat Boy who only thinks with his dick?"

"Oh please Mike, the minute you aren't thinking about football, you are thinking about your next lay."

"It isn't true YN. Yeah, I have fun and get laid, so what? I am the star football player, and I am the president of my Frat House. It is gonna happen."

"You have coasted by in your life. Never getting into shit for the shit you have pulled, just because you are good at some game."

"How the hell are you helping me right now? You need to leave YN."

"I am happy too. Oh, find someone else to help you study."

I swung the door open, and it bounced off the wall. I heard Mike yell at me, but I ignored him as I stomped out of his room and past his housemates like a brat.

I walked past Daniel and then took a few steps back, so I was standing in front of him. I jabbed my finger into his chest as I spoke, "Leave me the fuck alone. I am through with helping him. Good luck at the next game if he doesn't pass the test."

♥︎

He didn't pass the test.

He didn't pass the makeup test that Professor Sopp nicely gave him.

From what I know, he just failed, a few more correct answers, and he would have passed the test.

"YN, you are the only one who can help him with this." Maria tried to say to me.

"People need to stop giving into him. He gets whatever he wants, well it is time he learns that not everything can go is way." I said to her as I walked away from her. People were glaring at me, knowing I was the reason why Mike couldn't play.

"He is going to lose his scholarship, YN." That made me stop. I looked at the ground, fighting an inner battle with myself.

"They wouldn't cut him off with him almost being done school." I turned around and looked at her.

"His scholarship is football. He doesn't play. He loses it."

Fuck.

WARDLOW'S POV:

David, Daniel, Dante, and Darius, two of the younger members, were trying to help me study, but nothing, and I mean nothing was helping.

They have no idea what any of this stuff is, and them mumbling under their breaths is not helping me.

I was so focused on trying to study whatever was on the page that I didn't even hear someone knock on my open door.

"Oh, thank God, YN." I looked up at David's voice.

"I see that you need some help."

"You came back." It wasn't a question, just a fact.

"Yeah, guys, may we be left alone?"

The four of them practically ran from the room, David and Daniel kissing her on her cheeks on the way out, slamming the door behind them.

"Before we start, I want to apologise for everything." I was too stunned to speak.

"I know you are smart, and you just don't think with your dick. I am sorry.

"I am more than just a Frat Boy, YN. You seem to forget that."

"I know. I have to let go of the past between us so that way you pass this class and don't lose your scholarship."

I watched as she held her hand out, "Hi, my name is YN."

"Mike."

We are now starting fresh.

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YN stayed with me and helped me study. I passed with the best grade I have gotten so far in the class, but we didn't stop there.

She helped me with the midterms, and I passed those with amazing grades. So much so that they thought I actually cheated.

YN made sure to inform our professors that she was helping me study.

I finally got her to come to one of our parties after coming back from the holidays and it is a big may be is she does.

It took a lot of convincing for her to come, and I was practically on my knees.

"Come on, YN. This is one of the last big parties before we really crack down on the end of year stuff. Please."

"Fine, but,"

I didn't even let her finish, I picked her up in my arms in a bone crushing hug. "Can't....breathe," I loosed my grip but didn't put her on the ground. Our faces were close together.

I waited for her to pull back, but she didn't. YN was staring at my lips, and I just decided to go for it. Just as our lips were about to touch, her phone went off. The two of us sprung apart, and she quickly grabbed her phone.

I keep wondering if we would have kissed or not. I wonder if she would have slapped me or if it would have gone further.

"You have been looking into the mirror for the past two minutes." I turned my head and saw the woman that has haunted my dreams ever since we were children.

"Just trying to decide what I should do with my hair." Was the first stupid thing that I blurted out as I sat on my bed.

"You don't have much ever since you cut it." She said as she walked closer to me.

"I still want to look good, YN."

"You always look good, Mike." I saw her eyes widen as well. I don't think she meant to say that. 

The air in the room felt thick as she stood between close to me, as she tried to do something with me hair.

I tried to focus on anything but her breasts that were in my face. "There, perfect." She went to drop her hands, but I caught one and held onto it.

"Mike, what are you doing?"

"YN, I am...what I mean to say is," but we were interrupted by Will.

"Hey Mike, Dante got caught in the library with his girl."

"Fucking kids man," I muttered under my breath as I let go of YN's hand.

"Thanks, Will," I said to him as I also narrowed my eyes at him as well. I could see his eyes looking YN up and down.

"Hey YN, if you ever want to meet up."

"She is taken Will. Go and be with your girl." I quickly said as I stood up and in front of YN, trying to block her from him. All he did was chuckle and walk away.

Will and I aren't exactly friends. We play football and are fraternity brothers, but we don't go out of our way to hang out with one another.

"Taken? I am no one's property, Mike." I could hear the anger in her voice as I turned to look at her.

"I know that, but I know how some of these guys are. They would try to get with you."

"So?"

"Look, YN, I am just trying to look out for you."

"I don't need you too, Mike. I can take care of myself, I have been doing a fine," I cut her off by crashing my lips against hers. I expected her to pull back and slap me, but she wrapped her arms around me.

I placed my hands under her ass and lifted her as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

The next thing I knew, the two of us were in my bed, naked. YN on her knees, ass up in the air as I slammed into her. The two of us moaning as I fucked her. She turned her head so she was facing the mirror, and I almost came from the looked on her face. Her mouth opened, letting out little moans. Her coming all over my cock and I was just about to finish, when she opened her mouth to let out a scream.

But it was just my damn alarm that woke me up.

I woke up with a start, groaning at the feeling of my come soaked boxers.

This is going to be a very long day.

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「 SUMMARY 」 — jealousy was always a weakness of his, and he intended to mark you as his by any means necessary

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], jealous sex, rough sex, marking, biting, dominant x submissive dynamic, spanking, fingering, anal sex, anal creampie

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 560

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x wardlow

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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michael’s movements were vicious

his large fingers clawing at the skirt of your dress

shoving the tight material up past your plump ass

the lack of underwear beneath revealed your plans somewhat

to release the jealousy that had been building up inside of him all night

it had been casual banter between the stranger and yourself

keep in mind that you had zero intention of ever sealing the deal with him

maybe a few flirtatious remarks here and there but nothing that could not also be said in a platonic conversation

michael however, had other ideas

he didn’t enjoy the thought of another man attempting to take what was his

just another man in your presence was enough to set of the jealous streak inside of him

the last thing on your mind was him dragging you out of the nightclub

now back behind the walls of your home, secure from prying eyes

his cock now pressed against your ass

his fingers looming closer to you mound, wanting so bad to fill your cunt with them, yet he refrained momontarily, a form of punishment you so rightfully deserve

“is my cock not good enough for you huh? you gotta find another man’s pathetic dick to ride on?”

his cock grinding hard against your ass

slick with spit as he previously lubed up his shaft

his tip teasing your puckered hole

“i-i wasn’t gonna fuck him daddy…” you whimpered, feeling the tips of his fingers tease your sensitive clit

“sure you weren’t, princess.” he mocked. “why else would you be whoring around the club with no panties on?”

you have no response to his comment

instead slowly beginning to grind back against his cock

his fingers slipped into your void, curling upward in a slow rhythmic motion

gathering your wetness onto the large digits

his free hand guiding his cock into your ass

feeling your tight hole stretch and grip around his size

“remember babygirl, no one fucks you as good as i do”

his voice resonated with a deep rumble in his chest

“you’re mine!”

his thrusts were calculated and malicious

desperately trying to fuck the brat out of you

to tame his jealousy

he bared his teeth, biting hard into the skin of your shoulder, not enough to draw blood, but enough for it to bruise under the skin in splotches of red and purple

the initial bite caused a gasp to catch in your throat

soon accompanying the pleasures of his cock and fingers.

leaving you a moaning dripping mess for him

his fingers filled to you the brim

arousal building like an ever present wave ready to crash upon the shoreline

increasing his speed the longer he progressed

“d-daddy please-“

your cries were meddled with pleasured moans

feeling so blissfully fucked out with each of his movements

his cock swollen and throbbing with arousal

emptying rope after rope of his hot cum deep within your tight warmth with a low resonating growl

fingers curling and thrusting deep inside your cunt until you spilled over

his free hand raining terror on your ass

spanking and slapping the pillowy flesh until your skin glowed warm and red

juices leaking down his palm and your thighs

he remained inside of you

making sure to pump your ass full of his seed

“remember this. i own you, princess”

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Wardaddy

Summary: Reader finds out she's pregnant  after she lost her title at double or nothing. Will the nickname she jokingly gave her boyfriend “Wardaddy” gain a whole other meaning?  

An: I found this fit in my drafts, wrote it months ago but for some reason never published it? Enjoy, and pls remember to give Wardlow requests in my inbox

Word count: 1132

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The internet was a weird place. You always hated the bird app with all of its negativity and BS but here you were scrolling on twitter after you found out why you were trending.  

Your face was shocked when you saw the amount of negative comments regarding your relationship with Wardlow. Sure he was 8 years older than you but for the most part everyone had been supportive of it. It was the AEW locker room who kept trying to set the two of you up for the longest time. You were quite confused on why all of a sudden it was now they were concerned with it. A few months ago you were deemed the power couple of all elite wrestling, on the top of the company both of you holding championships. You had just ended a feud with your real life best friend Britt Baker and her long time boyfriend Adam Cole. 

The fans loved it, mixed tag matches were surprisingly uncommon in aew so when they became a regular occurrence in your feud the fans were quick to eat it all up.

Having had enough of social media for the day you stepped into catering for the first time after losing your championship  two weeks ago at double or nothing. You ran into Britt who had beat you in a no DQ match for the women's championship. 

“Sup, Champ” You called to your friend

“Hey Mama, how’s it going” Britt replied back

“Not much, I'm literally starving. I’ve been oddly hungry the past few days and more bloated than usual.” you said hand on your stomach looking at all of the different options catering had to offer. 

Britt laughed, handing you a plate. The two of you got some food before you found somewhere quiet to eat. Far away from all of the cameras and wrestlers. While you enjoyed your food Britt asked you…

“How’s your shoulder doing?” 

“It can be better, still hurts like a son of a bitch though” you replied, looking down at your shoulder that had been taped together in a million different ways

“Sorry about that again” She apologized knowing she was the cause of your injury

“Why are you sorry, shit happens.” You said a little bit confused on why she kept apologizing. The injury wasn’t even her fault. You were the one that called out the spot with the steps. 

“Medical won’t clear me quite yet, hopefully within the next few weeks or so” you responded oddly calmly, secretly upset you weren't able to compete in the show tonight. 

“Good luck out there tonight, tho. I hope you kick Thunder Rosa’s Ass!” 

“I will don’t worry” Britt responded laughing 

Time skip: 4 weeks later 

“Is it still that bad?” Your boyfriend Wardlow called through the door of your hotel bathroom. 

“I feel like my insides are falling out” you said in agony clutching your stomach as you threw up whatever you had left in your stomach. 

“Can I come in?” he asked nervously 

“No! I'm hideous go away” your words laced with venom as they left your lips. 

The medical staff had finally cleared you to return on this week's episode of Dynamite but your body had other ideas. You felt like you were dying and your poor boyfriend had no idea what to do. He tried his very best and you appreciated it but it came to the point where you just wanted to be alone. You cleaned up and finally stepped out of the bathroom to be greeted by Wardlow. He handed you some fresh clothes. As you were putting on your shirt you looked down at your stomach.

“Did I gain weight” you said as you looked in the mirror

“I think you look fine Y/N” Wardlow replied annoyed you would ask such a question 

“No honestly, I think I did” 

“Y/N, your probably just bloated” he replied rolling his eyes

“Whatever” you scoffed 

You arrived to the arena, looking and feeling like shit. You decided to stop by the doctor to let them know that you weren't feeling the best, all it took was one of the doctors to look at the dark circles under your eyes and pale look in your skin to deem you uncleared for the show tonight. It made you feel like shit, working hard with physios to get your shoulder better only to catch some bug before your return. Thankfully Britt wasn’t booked for the show tonight so the two of you could hang out and watch the show from one of the skyboxes in the arena. 

“So you are still not feeling good?” Britt asked, curiously 

“Yep, I don’t know how this is even possible but I feel like I’m getting worse” You told her truthfully. 

“When was the last time you got your period?” Britt asked, shit, you never even thought about that

“Ummm maybe a few months ago” 

“Have you ever thought that you might be pregnant?” 

“I mean we are careful but that would explain a lot of things”  

“Since we both have nothing to do, how bout we leave the arena, grab a few tests and we can go back to the hotel and see. I’m sure you don’t want to take a test in the locker room with all those nosey people” 

That is exactly what the two of you did, you told your respective partners to meet back at the hotel and let everyone else know that you would be hedging out for the evening. You and Brit ended up getting four different kinds of tests and a few goodies to bring back to the hotel. Unfortunately a fan recognized the two of you at the CVS that just so happened to be next to your hotel. Lying, you said the pregnancy tests were for a segment for the next BTE, now you somehow would have to tell the bucks to include some kind of skit involving pregnancy tests in next week's episode to keep true to your lie. 

Currently you and Britt sat on top of the hotel bed, munching on some chips as you both stared at the blinking screen of the pregnancy test. “How long is this going to take? I feel like we have been sitting here forever” You asked Britt. “According to this it says 5 minutes” Britt responded. 

Just then the test stopped flashing. ‘Pregnant 4-6 weeks’ 

You and Britt had no idea what to say, the two of you in shock at what you were seeing. You were first to break the silence “This has to be wrong. No way I’m pregnant” 

Sure enough you were pregnant. You took 5 more to make sure, all 6 tests saying the same thing. What was Wardlow going to think? 

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[windhamsrotunda]

***windhamrotunda's most popular fics masterlist***

author's note: I promised you all a most popular fics masterslist, so here it is. Please note that there are a few smut fics in here, so the "*" symbol after the link will be marked as nsfw! There will be the names of the characters right before the link. Also, if you have any questions / or just want to show your support (reblogs help a lot but I don't mind the likes!), that would be great! P.S. let me know in a dm if the links do not end up working and I will get right to fixing this post! - shar?

RHEA RIPLEY

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/713885490460459008/rhea-ripley-x-female-reader-fluff-headcannon

EDGE / CHRISTIAN CAGE FICS | HEADCANONS (MOSTLY SMUT!!)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/691686296826052609/only-hell-comes *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/706662486289563648/pairing-christian-cage-x-female-reader-in-her *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/697041469565976576/kinktober-day-2-thigh-riding-edge *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/692599148356239361/pairings-edge-x-female-reader-x-christian *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/688048831216140288/can-you-do-a-soft-but-dominating-edge-smut *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/680481982208147456/dream-of-me-edge-wwe-pairings-edge-wwe-x *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/660447166951800832/the-fault-in-our-rated-r-superstars-an-edge

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/706403894426845184/pacify-her-cc

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/684256194092744704/can-you-do-brood-edge-smut-x-reader *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/680839272661696512/daddy-issues-christian-cage-pairings-christian *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/660702076523954176/title-the-fault-in-our-rated-r-superstars-part

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/681613545986768896/edge-wwe-short-headcannon *

BRAY WYATT

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/698239409647190016/dont-die-for-me-brother-bray-wyatt

90s! BRET HART

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/685186227378503680/i-only-have-eyes-for-you-bret-hart *

RANDY ORTON

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/678551703051714560/cigarette-daydreams-ro

ROMAN REIGNS FICS | HEADCANONS (THE "*" CONTAINS SMUT!!)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/658276073142976512/my-boyfriends-back-and-hes-cooler-than-ever *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/660237165575520256/now-playing-romans-room-roman-reigns *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/702112416203489280/yours-truly-roman-a-roman-reigns-oneshot *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/685913142791946240/red-roman-reigns-headcannon-pairing-domroman *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/649559300566581248/roman-reigns-you-look-even-better-than-the *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/678567305307996160/acknowledge-the-bloodline-h-e-r-e-i-a-m-c-h

WARDLOW (AEW) FICS | HEADCANON(S)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/689520309119877120/mr-mayhem-would-like-to-see-you-now-wardlow

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/690238247877640192/short-ass-imagine-i-suddenly-made-up-in-my-head *

CHRIS MOTIONLESS (MIW)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/688156808176664576/with-those-angel-eyes-chris-m *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/687458524444409856/car-rides-at-midnight-with-chris-from-love-chris *

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[claymorexpunisher]

Three's Company (MJF x Fem. Reader x Wardlow) (18+ One Shot)

Summary: Max, Reader, and Wardlow are living together while reader's apartment is being repaired. (This is another short little nugget!)

Tag(s)/TWs: 18+, thighriding, light dirty talk, Dom/sub undertones, threesome.)

DISCLAIMER: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂

Word Count: 474

A leak in the roof of my apartment found me in the current position I’m in and I couldn’t be more grateful…

It was either dealing with wiping down puddles of nasty-ass water from my floor every two seconds, or…

I could spend the next few weeks just as I was right now, in Max and Wardlow’s apartment, straddling one of Wardlow’s massive thighs while his and Max’s hands stroked my torso and my breasts, paying extra attention to my sensitive nipples.

I gasped and my breasts pushed further against Max’s lips and Wardlow’s hands as Max would alternate leaving little bites on my nipples, and Wardlow stroked along my stomach and back up to cup my breasts, making my clit tingle and my hips move on their own accord.

The tantalizing friction caused by my sensitive clit rubbing up against Wardlow’s toned thigh had me breathing heavy and moaning loud enough to wonder if, upstairs, our neighbors were getting a free show.

If they were, they didn’t seem to mind.

“I think we can just let her come like that. We don’t need to fuck her. She’s close anyway,” Max murmured casually, keeping his eyes on mine as the attention on my breasts grew almost overwhelming.

“Yeah… I think so too. She doesn’t look like she needs us,” Wardlow replied, his tone amused against my ear before his tongue slightly snaked out and lapped at my earlobe, causing goosebumps to erupt along my skin.

“What do you think?” Max said, plush lips dragging from my stomach and back to my mouth. When I took a few seconds too long to answer, trying to wrap my brain around every nerve ending that seemed to be lit on fire, Max pinched one of my nipples and Wardlow the other, delighting in the loud squeal they got in response.

“What. Do you think?” Wardlow repeated Max’s words, enunciating with another hard tug on my nipple.

My hips bucked in response, sending more zaps of pleasure to my clit.

“Both?” was all I could muster, letting out little needy gasps and whimpers as my hips rolled and rolled along Wardlow’s thigh and my own thighs clenched, warning me that I was closer.

I could Wardlow chuckling against my ear and Max’s smirking face made my own face heat up.

“Both?... oh, she’s greedy.” Max spoke to Wardlow behind me, and I felt Wardlow nod against my shoulder, the pads of his fingers now stroking around my breasts teasingly.

“But we like that, don’t we?” Wardlow said huskily, now moving his hands down to my hips, guiding them along his thigh.

But he didn’t have to guide me for too long because once they gave me the go-ahead, my hips rolled and rolled, until my slick juices coated Wardlow’s thigh and painted the dark blue bedsheets underneath us…

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[aalyssah]

Quiet

Pairing: Wardlow x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Breeding Kink, Caught, Daddy Kink, Fingering, Humiliation, Mention of Mommy Kink? Missionary Position, Oral (Reader Receiving), Praise, Spanking, Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 1,454

Summary: You and Wardlow try to have some fun time, but it's cut short when your sons walks in.

A/N: First smut for Wardaddy! Hope You Enjoy!

Being a mother of two boys was hectic.

It was especially hectic when you didn't have help. Well you did, but not full time, considering your husband's job.

Wardlow was a famous wrestler that many loved and you did too, but when you became pregnant, you thought he would help you all the time, but someone has to be making money.

You barely got to see him and it made you sad, but all you had to do was look at your kids and feel instant joy.

Tonight was no different. With Wardlow being gone and the boys running crazy around the house. "Matt, Jeff, stop running!" You sighed as they didn't listen and continued running. You started to make their favorite, knowing it will put them to sleep.

As you were frying some fries, the noise of yelling was heard by the boys. "Boys are you alright!?" You ran as fast as your legs could, but you were only met with your husband. He stood at the doorway, with the boys hanging in him like they were monkeys.

"Daddy's home!" The boys informed you, but all you could do was stare at him in relief.

Finally, you'll have someone to help you with these animals. You decided to let them have their time and walked back to the kitchen before finishing cooking. Wardlow came in with the boys and helped sit them down in their chairs. "Yay, our favorite! Thank you mommy."

You gave a forehead kiss to each one and began washing dishes. "No kiss or nuggets for me?" You let out a breathy laugh, before walking in his arms. You missed this. You missed being able to hug your man without someone interrupting, you missed his loss, his everything. "Missed you." You mumbled with your head in his chest, loosening up your tense body.

"I missed you too." You sighed loudly. "It's been hell without you, y'know." You admitted, laughing a little. "You don't have to worry, I'm here now." He reassured you and leaned down and met your lips in a soft kiss. "Ew Mommy, Daddy, stop sucking faces!"

You two broke away and smiled at the voice of the youngest boy. "Well, you won't have to see us sucking faces because y'all are gonna go take a nap." The boys let out a small whine of protest, but still obeyed after Wardlow's voice.

As you tucked them both in you gave them a kiss. "Mommy do we have to take a nap?" The boys asked, not wanting to. "Yes, you both have to be well rested , so you can beat up Daddy. Isn't that right baby?" Wardlow nodded his head in agreement.

"Yup, Daddy has to take naps in order to be big and strong!" The boys started murmuring things of excitement and before you know it, they were knocked out. You and Wardlow snuck out the room quietly and sat on the couch in the living room.

You could finally breathe. The house was clean, the boys were asleep, and Wardlow was back. Wardlow scooted closer to you, placed kisses in the nape of your neck, causing you to sigh. "Babe." You tried catching his attention. "Baby, the kids-" Wardlow cut you off. "What about em'?"

You couldn't find words to come out of your mouth, when he was kissing all along your body. "T-they're asleep." Wardlow deeply chuckled, making a rush of wetness down your core. "Exactly. They're sleeping, so we can have some spare time."

Wardlow's hands came around your waist, pulling you in his lap. "You missed Daddy, right?" You moaned at the name. It's been a while since you've heard that voice. "Of course." Wardlow hummed, picking you up and carrying you to the bedroom.

"Then let this happen." You finally gave on, letting him take your shirt and bra off. He was quick to wrap his lips around your perky nipples, while massaging the other He rolled it in his fingers, and suckled on your other, listening to the pathetic whines you let out.

You've become extremely sensitive, especially after months of no sex. Your hands came to his pants, tugging them down to his knees. "T-take them off!" Wardlow gave into your request, pulling his sweatpants and boxers off.

His cock hung low between his legs, slinging with every move he made to you. "Wanna taste you, baby." He dropped to his knees, pulling your pants off, only to reveal you had no panties on. "Holy shit, you were planning this weren't you?"

He began teasing you, placing kisses along your inner thigh. "You gotta be quick! I don't want the boys waking up." He shook his head at your worrying. "Okay, mommy." He joked before diving in and eating you out. His mouth was slurping, licking, suckling at everything he could.

Your hands instantly flew to his hair, tugging on it and moaning loudly. "B-babe, s-slow down! I'm not going anywhere!" He only blocked off your voice, pushing his tongue deeper in you, taking in your juices, and enjoying his meal.

Two fingers were pushed inside you as his tongue selectively focused on your clit. You could only cover your mouth, muffling your moans. "So good, so so good!" You murmured, praising him. You could feel him smiling. You know the exact face he has right now. It was his cocky smirk.

Your legs closed around his head, warning him that you were close. As much pain it took him to pull away, he did. You whined, pulling his hair closer to your core. "No baby, I need you to cum in my cock." He jerked himself off a couple of times, not even needing your mouth with how hard he was.

He rubbed his tip in your wet slit, mumbling at how good you looked. After a couple of teasing pushes, he pushed into you fully, grunting at how tight you were. "Oh fuck!" You moaned loudly, head thrown back in the mattress. Wardlow had to push all his body weight on his arm in order not to crush you.

It was a painful stretch, as you both sat there, taking in the warmth of you wrapped around his cock. "It's been so long." You nodded in agreement, while wrapping your legs around his waist and pushing your feet in his butt. He took it as a sign that you were ready and started thrusting in you.

He was slow at first, but within every thrust, you clenched around him making it more and more difficult to contain his soft strokes. "Keep clenching around me like that and I won't be so nice." You moaned at the thought of him ramming into you. He leaned his head down in your sweaty neck, placing sloppy wet kisses and suckling small hickeys.

His thrust was a mixture of rough and soft, hips moving slow and steady, but thrusts hard. Clapping noises were heard around the room and your moans in his ear were driving him insane. It was until he adjusted to hit deeper and ended up hitting that one familiar sponge spot in you causing you to go crazy.

"Yes! Right there, please!" You completely forgot about being quiet, as you yelled at the top of your lungs. Wardlow couldn't hold back anymore, animal realistic grunts coming out his pout as he pounding into you. "You fuck me so good Daddy!" Your praises only made him pound harder.

“Yeah? Want me to fuck another baby in you?" You bite your lip hard, while nodding your head. "Yeah? Want me to fill you up?" You clawed at his back, drool spilling from your pink lips. "Don't stop, please don't!"

Just as you said that, the sound of feet running paddling across the floor and the door busing open make him stop.

You both quickly pulled the cover over your bodies. "What's wrong mommy? We'll fight the bad guy!" Matt and Jeff began using their karate skills, kicking and punching the air. "N-no baby, Mommy and Daddy, was just-" You stopped at the end of the sentence, not knowing what to say.

"Wrestling." Wardlow finished the sentence. "Oh, we'll who's winning?" Wardlow only laughed. "Well mommy was screaming , wasn't she?" The boys caught on and became bored. “Alright, keep beating her Daddy!” The boys encouraged before walking out the room.

You attempted to get up after feeling embarrassed, but Wardlow pushed you back down. "And where do ya think you're going?" You blushed furiously, looking everywhere, but his face. "We got caught, so I was gonna leave."

Just because we got caught doesn't mean we have to stop. It just means we gotta be quiet."

He lastly said before entering back into you.

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[deepdisireslonging]

A Not-So Subtle Start

The Reader is walking around in short shorts like a tease. But Then Wardlow realizes that’s not all you’ve got in mind to drive him wild.

Pairing: Wardlow x Reader

Warnings/Promises: vibrating toy, former voyeurism, SMUT, oral (female receiving), teasing

Word Count: 1780

Note: It’s filth. Happy New Year!

The second you rounded the kitchen counter, you knew you were in trouble. Wardlow’s double take at your sleepwear made everything worth it.

“It’s a good thing today isn’t one of the Elite’s slumber parties,” he snagged your arm, tugging your back into his front, “or I’d carry you outta here like the barbarian you accuse me of being.”

You rolled your eyes. “As If I’d wear these anywhere outside of my apartment.” With a wriggle to get out of his grasp, you muttered, “I don’t even wear them to my parent’s house.”

“That’s probably a good idea.”

The morning continued. Being both of your days off, you had nothing else to do but relax.

That is, if your “treat yourself” gift hadn’t arrived a few days ago. You’d charged it, made sure you could be comfortable wearing it and walking around, and then enacted your plan. Step one was the sleep shorts in question. They barely covered your rear, and were decorated with cute pandas.

Another pass by your love, Wardlow tugged at the hem. “How long have you had these again? And why don’t you wear them more often?”

“Because I know we’d never get out of bed if I did.” You took his coffee mug and took it to the kitchen. “They were a gift from Alex.”

Wardlow grunted, slouching on the couch. “Every time I hear you talk about Alex, I have to remind myself she was your college roommate… and not some guy whose legs I need to break.” His lips parted in a small pant as you returned. “Then I see you in those and- I need to send Alex a gift basket.” He reached for you, trying to pull you into your favorite seat, but you evaded him. He was perturbed for a minute, then relaxed into spending time with you while you started a movie.

But something kept distracting him. A humming. He couldn’t always hear it. Maybe it was part of the movie. Maybe it was the air turning on and off. If you noticed his confusion, you didn’t say anything. Just shifted a little to get comfortable.

As the movie came to a close, he’d had enough. He looked around, trying to locate the sound. While he was distracted, you placed a small remote into his hand. Wardlow’s gaze suddenly turned to face yours as you straddled his waist, just hovering above seating.

“Push the button.”

He frowned at you, looking at the remote.

You nuzzled your noses together, whispering over his lips, “push. The. Button.”

He did, and the vibration of your new not-so-subtle toy pulsed faster than before. You melted into his lap, passing the vibration from your pants to his. Wardlow groaned. His hands gripped your waist to hold you in place as his hips desperately rolled. His mouth, open and panting against your cheek, was the perfect target for your deep kiss.

“You- you had this in you. All mor- morning?”

“Mhmm.” You jolted as he pushed the button again, selecting another vibration. “Been on edge all morning for you.” Warmth was spreading through your body. You pressed against him, getting as close as fabric would allow. He met your kisses and probing hands breath for breath, and grip for grip. Your hips moved on their own, making his pelvis jump and stutter whenever they encountered the vibrations. Any minute now, you would start bouncing.

Wardlow pushed the button again, setting it on a fast, short pulse as he stood and wrapped your legs around his waist. The position pushed the front of the toy harder into your sex. You moaned, your head lolling onto his shoulder. He kept moving through the settings as he took you to your bedroom. Just as he circled back around to the first low setting, he laid you on the bed.

His eyes were bright as he watched your writhing slow while you caught your breath. He pinned you to the bed with his body, gripping your wrists in one of his hands far above your head. With the other, he held up the remote. You whimpered as he strategically moved from one pattern to another. Each time that your breathing would even, every time that you acclimated your body to one pattern, he would move on. When he circled around to the beginning again, you thought that would be it.

But it wasn’t.

Your shorts and underwear were removed, revealing the toy. Wardlow was impressed with how it was built to be discrete, completely sheathed in you while a ridge reached up to also stimulate your clit. He pressed his body close to yours, close enough for his clothed crotch to press against the toy, and to increase the pressure of the toy into your channel. Then, he started the pulse circle again. Feeling everything you did. But you’d already had a round. And you were desperate for any other kind of stimulation.

“Please, baby-“

“Hmm?” He started to rock, like he would if it was him inside you instead of a toy.

“Need- umph. I need you. Please.”

He started shifting through the pulses faster. “But you’ve got me right here, dear.” Smirking, he kissed your open, panting mouth. With a start, you realized how quickly and easily you had lost control of the surprise. “Tell me what you need.”

“Take- take it out. I want- I need you. Please.” You cried out as he landed on a particularly fast and intense pulse. You started to shiver all over.

His head tilted as he watched you. “Why would I do that? Isn’t this what you wanted? The both of us… using this toy together?” He chuckled, lifting your shirt so he could palm your chest. You arched into his hand, held back by the continuous grip on your wrists. “You act as if I didn’t know you’ve had this thing for days before you decided to share.”

The final shock of how much control you lacked hit like a brick.

“But-“

“I saw the box come in. Heard you practicing while I watched the games this weekend. Even watched you once”

The thought of Wardlow watching you through the crack of your bedroom door, while he palmed his swelling cock, sent your body into a new wave of spasms.

He leaned close to nuzzle under your jaw, pressing his crotch into the toy and pressing the toy into you, “how were the orgasms?”

You shook your head. “I- I could- Baby, please. I couldn’t have any.” You managed to breath clarity into your vision enough to see his shock. “It’s not you, darling. I need you. Please. Take it out. Fill me. Like only you can.”

Releasing your hands, Wardlow leaned back. You immediately began kneading your breasts. The toy kept buzzing. Kept working to keep you on edge as he removed his shorts, revealing his weeping cock. Pulsing, the toy kept you dripping as Wardlow took his time removing it, pushing and pulling to really make your hips roll.

When it finally popped loose, you whined with relief. Looking up, the toy was comically small in his hand. Then his eyes met yours. You almost came at the hunger you saw there. Placing the toy to one side, he started stroking his length. You parted your legs wider. Then, to your dismay, he kneeled.

“No, Wardlow, please-“

His tongue gently lapped up the mess leaking out of your hole. With the way that his thumb flicked at your clit, and how deep his fingers started to work, you worried he might drown down there. Your pleas and whines did nothing but make him speed up his ministrations. Your thighs tensed under his grip. Heat and arousal filled you, simmering into a full-body shake that left you as spent as the orgasm that sparked through you.

Pouting, you glared at your love. Wardlow wiped his mouth with a grin. Resting his hands on your stomach, he rested his chin on top to look back at you.

“Satisfied?”

You shook your head, reaching for him. “Need you.”

“But you had me. You had my tongue,” he licked up your slit, making you shiver, “my fingers. And the orgasm you weren’t able to achieve for days. What else could you want?” He moved to loom over you.

Desperately, you reached up to pull him down to your lips. “I need your cock. Please. Fill me-“

“That’s all you had to say, baby.” He pressed his lips to your forehead. Then he lined himself up with your needy sex. Both of you groaned as he filled you slowly. Despite your desperate arching to have him deeper in you sooner, Wardlow moved slow and gentle around your sensitivity. “Take it slow, baby. Let me take care of you. We’ve got the whole day.”

But when he was finally as deep as possible, you clamped your walls around him. He gasped, clawing at the sheets. The slow build that he probably had planned went out the window. Instead, you smiled as he worked up quickly to a punishing pace. Teasing you had already been a trial on his patience. You knew exactly what to do to remind him you weren’t made of glass. Crying out his name, you gave up trying to match his thrusts. He growled as your nails trailed down his back.

His thrusts came harder and faster as he chased release. You shuddered with one. But he kept going, not slowing. You whimpered. Wardlow pulled out, giving you a breather as he shifted your positions. Soon, you were on your knees and he was behind you. He picked up the same pace, nearly driving you down to the mattress except for his arm around your stomach. In front of you was your dresser. The mirror shook with how he was pounding. Or maybe it was you shaking. Either way, he looked and sounded wild, and you looked fucked within an inch of your life.

The arm around your stomach adjusted. From there, Wardlow could then circle shaking fingers around your clit. You hoarsely called out his name, pleasure overtaking you and blinding you. Above, Wardlow stuttered as your walls clamped down and he filled you. He barely had enough forethought to land to one side instead of crushing you underneath. Not that you would have cared. You were too happy to notice anything else but the glow.

A warm washcloth cleaned you up. A cool glass of water was held to your mouth. And you welcomed sinking into the disheveled sheets.

Then Wardlow’s fingers started to circle your nipples.

“What? I warned you we had all day.”

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 Other Domestic Smut Fics:

Adam Cole:  A Bunch of New Things  (F, S)

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

Dolph Ziggler: Quite the Show (S)

Elias:  Vigorous Victorious Submissive Samson (S, F)

Kenny Omega: A Cumedy of Errors (Crack!Fic, S, F)

Roman Reigns: Such a Tease (S)

Sheamus: Getting Lucky (S, St. Patrick’s Day)

Xavier Woods: Distraction at It’s Finest (S, F)

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[legit9thlunaticwarrior]

Hey bestie!!! 👋

Can we please be blessed with a Wardlow Smut based on Chains by Nick Jonas?

Maybe MJF had mentioned how "whipped" he his by his girlfriend and he laughs "You have no idea."

a day before the contract signing events; bestie sent me this. im going off what we talked abt in dms and using the lyrics to the song as dialogue (not exactly a songfic) also double gif bc this is my page. this whole segment gonna keep yall wardhoes fed for a while, mama’s gotchu. i tried to do a soft!dom but that idea fell apart faster than a dollar store dinner tray. can we also talk bout the vein in his neck in the gif below? lordt

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‘Chains’ 18+ Wardlow (Michael) x fem!reader

^with their feud heating up, max decided to take assuming cheap shots at michael and reader’s sex life^

- CW: restraints (handcuffs), honorifics (sir) *ooh cheeky switch up*, dom/sub dynamics, hella subspace, mild slapping, degradation/praise, squirting, use of flogger (on body and coochie; taking things literal, aint we donna?), return of ‘puppy’, the fucking word for “good tears” (help me out what is it), sweet af aftercare - shawn spears (ronnie), max being a cunt - recycling the title of ‘the vixen’, this series isnt really timelined, just reusing things; also im takin matters into my own hands  - thanks to @unusual-tomorrxw for assistance 

3rd Person POV:

Another week, more bullshit from Max. Him and Y/N were once close, some would call them best friends. This week, they had their bogus contract signing; just more nonsense to delay Michael beating the shit out of him. Y/N was in gorilla with her boyfriend and the poor guys stuck bringing him out. She had tried to convince them that if this had to happen, let her take him out. But no, Max had to have these poor souls do it. One of the jobbers said it was time to go so she kissed Michael and he was gone.

Max had been spewing the same stuff he’s been for the past few weeks and Y/N decided she’d go out there. Suddenly, ‘Roundtable Rival’ by Lindsey Stirling blared through the arena and The Vixen went out. Pink heel boots, plaid black skirt and one of her boyfriend’s merch shirt; ready to stand by him. She got up the steps at ringside and Ronnie tried to stop her, “Don’t even try it.” she spat. She walked past Max, making sure to bump his shoulder, and went over to Michael. She picked up the mic that was in front of him, “Don’t let me interrupt boys, you were saying?” she was passive aggressive in her words. Michael had tried to reach for her hand and of course Max had to comment, “Wardlow, you think those handcuffs are an obstruction for you but ah, I thought you’d be used to them by now. Considering how whipped you are for that little lady standing next to you.” “Max, you better shut up while you’re still living-” He knew he struck a nerve. “What? With those wine-stained lips, she’s nothing but trouble. Why not tell the great people of Long Island that you aren’t the sweet, wholesome couple you claim to be? That you two really like some rou-” She grabbed him by the collar, ready to clobber him. “Stop. Talking.” He had a shit-eating grin on his face. Max gripped her face, squishing her cheeks together “Who knew this sweet thing was such a whore-” In a second, Michael was on his feet but Y/N had put her arm out to stop him. “Looks like he really is a bitch for you.” Her fist connected with his jaw and she got him to the ground, putting him in a chinlock. He was slamming the canvas in a tap out as they were both screaming, “Who’s the bitch now Max?! Why you gotta do me wrong?” She was pulled off him and brought back to the locker room. 

Once she was alone, she broke down. Embarrassed was an understatement. Her family watched the show and now she was worried they would view her and the man her parents called their son differently. She heard the door knob turning and quickly dried her tears. “Baby? Are you okay?” Michael’s soft voice tugged at her heart. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “No you’re not.” His hands cupped her cheeks. The two spent time talking about what had happened. “Michael, can we go back to the hotel and you show me who’s really in charge?” she asked meekly, without looking up at him. His thumb tugged at her bottom lip gently, “You know how to ask for what you want.” he stated in a low tone. “Please Sir?” “Louder.” he growled. Her voice raised a bit with a hint of whining behind it, “Please Sir!” “Good girl. I’ll take care of you.”

~at the hotel~

He had her naked on the bed with her hand cuffed to it. He knew she was still in a state so he was easy with her until she gave the word to do more. She savored the gentle, soft, slow touches along her body. Down her cheeks, kneading her breasts, down her tummy and sides. His hands landed on the plush skin of her thighs. She had given him permission to use their mini flogger tonight, one hand left her thigh to pick it up from beside her. “Are you sure you want it tonight? Say the word and I’ll stop, baby.” “I want it Sir.”  He started on her thighs building up how hard he was whipping her, letting her warm up. When he started hitting harder, she bucked her hips up so he landed one hit to her glistening heat; earning a sweet, strangled moan. “You like that, don’t you puppy?” Her brain was already going numb from the use of the flogger alone. Once there were enough light red drags on her gorgeous skin, he stopped and ran his hands over the marks to sooth them. His fingers circled her slit as she whimpered. “You know, Max may think I’m the one who’s whipped. But here you are, cuffed to the bed for me to do whatever I please, letting me decorate your skin with this whip.” His voice is low and authoritative. “You’ve been getting involved in this little feud too often now. Maybe I should cuff you to the bed and leave you there until I get back from the shows. That way you’ll stay out of trouble.” The combination of his hand on her pussy and his filthy words were sending her into a deeper headspace; she didn’t even notice his lips attaching to her clit until she let out a cry. “C’mon, you can take it.” he mocked. Michael held her hips down, his grip enough to leave soft bruises. The lewd sounds of him sucking and licking at her dripping and aching cunt that had the familiar bubbling feeling make its approach. He knows this woman’s body inside and out, so he spoke up, “Cum.” The single word had that knot undone in seconds. Did he stop? No. Not when he was on a mission to rid her mind of the events that took place a few hours ago. When she tried to close her thighs around his head, he pulled away and grabbed the flogger again. He landed a few more blows to her pussy and her thighs until he noticed tears. “Color?” “Green!” she said quickly. Though she said ‘green’, he ceased the whipping and put the toy down. Her hips jolted when he cupped her heat again. “You’re gonna cum for me again, then you’ll get my cock puppy. Got it?” She nodded. “Words.” “Yes, Sir.” Starting with two fingers, he pumped in and out of her cunt, fingertips dragging against her most sensitive spots within her. Another finger was added as his other hand groped at her breasts, tugging at her hardened nipples. Y/N shivered and came on his fingers. His movements only slowed as she rode out her high. When she was down, he pulled his hand away and sucked her juices off his fingers. 

Ridding himself of his remaining clothes, he stared down at his lover. Soft, submissive, sweet Y/N; all his. When they first started exploring this aspect of their relationship, let’s just say noise complaints were common. That’s how Max knew what they were up to. Thin hotel room walls and nosy stable-mates. He watched as she desperately started grinding her hips against nothing. He rubbed his tip up and down her slit and slowly pushed in. Her tight cunt welcomed him in greedily, the deep groan he let out at the feeling of her squeezing around him. “You are doing so good for me. Always a good girl for me.” She tugged at the cuffs, feeling the need to claw at his shoulders and back or tug at his hair; just the need to touch him. “Sir~” His eyes met hers, “What puppy?” She struggled to form the words so she gave him one. “Harder.” The word left her lips and he immediately threw her legs over his shoulders, practically folding her in half, and thrusted into her harder and faster. She tried to get out of her restraints but he only laughed, “Trying to break the chains?” Her whimper was only adding fuel to the fire as he fucked into her harder. 

After pulling two more orgasms from her body, she was completely dazed. Her brain couldn’t form a full thought so when she spoke, it was just babbles and incoherent mumbles. With her legs still on his broad shoulders, he saw the outline of his cock bulging in her tummy. He gripped her hair to make her look down, “See how deep I am babygirl?” The sight was sending her closer and closer to the edge. Y/N wanted to tell him she wanted to cum but the words wouldn’t come out, he slowed his pace slightly. His hand went up to gently smack her cheek to break her daze, “C’mon puppy. Be a good girl, use your words. Tell me what you want.” She struggled once more. “Aww, did I fuck all the manners out of you? Does my dumb little puppy want to cum?” She nodded as more tears fell. He got close to her ear and told her “I can feel you. Do it.” It felt different this time, “That’s it; make a fucking mess.” The idea that she was so fucked dumb that she squirted for the first time only made him pound into her faster, chasing his own release. She felt him throb inside of her and then felt him paint her walls white. Her eyes fluttered shut as she was so spent, letting out a weak “Sir~” He tapped her tear-stained cheeks lightly, “Hey, hey; it’s okay. Baby, it’s me; it’s Michael. No more Sir.” She whimpered as he pulled out of her and felt their cum spill out of her used hole. As soon as he undid the cuffs, her arms wrapped around him like a koala. “Can you let go of me for one moment so I can run you a bath?” he asked gently. Y/N let go and he gave her a sweet kiss before going to the bathroom.

When he came back, he scooped her up and she immediately clung onto him. Before he could put her in the tub, one word left her lips: “Join.” When she got to this state, her speech was limited. Michael set her in the tub and got in behind her, pulling her back against his chest. He trailed kisses from her neck to her shoulders as he rubbed her sides and her tummy; trying to bring her back to normal. 

“You were so good for me, puppy.”

“I’m so proud of you.”

“You took everything so well, princess.”

“I love you so much.”

She listened to his voice and turned her head to face him. Still a little faded, but cohesive enough to form a sentence. “Maybe being ‘whipped’ isn’t so bad.” He smirked at her statement, “You have no idea, sweet girl. You got me in chains; but, I wouldn’t change this love.” 

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[discow1tch]

snippets is a series of mostly unedited excerpts from fics I'm not sure I'll ever finish

Snippet #1: Wardlow x Reader

The concept for this fic was "Wardlow keeps implying in interviews that he's a dom and that makes me want to dom him". This particular snippet is from early in the fic, after the two of you have already undressed and fallen into bed together.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ.･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ.･ ───

Wardlow is more than happy to lay back so you can straddle him. His hands are quick to find your waist You grab his wrists.

"Uh-uh. Hands off."

His eyebrows knit together but he follows your lead when you remove his hands, twine your fingers with his, and slowly push his arms up. You press the back of his hands onto the bed at either side of his head.

"If you're a good boy I might let you touch me." you tell him. His hips buck up into you. A surprised squeak slips out of you. Michael gives a breathy, cocky laugh.

"I don't need my hands to get you off." he says in a low rumble.

"Oh, I don't doubt that but that's not what I want. Tonight, I'm in charge."

#I have so many half finished fics sitting around on my hard drive #wardlow x reader #aew x reader #wrestling smut #original content #snippet

[itjazzbicch]

Bad Acting

Pairing:  Wardlow x Fem Reader 

Summary: Being good friends with Wardlow, the reader helps him in a feud with Sammy Guevara when Tay Conti tries to interfere in their matches. Leading to a bigger story, Wardlow has surprising news that they're going to become a couple and when the moment comes after Wardlow's match, they learn that they are bad actors…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) 

Word Count: 2k 

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic  @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @damnnhausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @cuzimacomedian @april-jeanette-wagner @starwithaheart @seeingstarks @rubyred1980 

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

"Hey Y/N, uhhh-"

Wardlow sounding nervous? What was wrong now?

I was getting ready for his match because recently, Sammy Guevara was trying to come after the TNT title, AGAIN, and that pest Tay Conti kept on trying to interfere in their recent match. I was ending that tonight. But the tone of Wardlow's voice showed there was something more.

"Yes?" I turned around in my chair to face him, the seriousness was real:

"So, we're becoming a couple tonight after the match."

"Wha-" I choked on my words. Did he just say a COUPLE?! Does that mean-:

"After you take care of Tay, I'm going to murder Guevara, of course. And while leaving, we're going to announce the new relationship by kissing."

I needed someone to check my heart rate before I had a heart attack and collapsed. One thing I was good at was hiding my feelings and when it came to Wardlow? Didn't mind kissing him in the slightest. I had the biggest crush on him but like this?

Never did I expect things to go like this, really having to play cool when he looked down at me, seeing that I was a bit puzzled:

"If you're not okay with it, we can go talk to Tony or something."

"No, it's okay," I tried to smile, turning back around to finish my hair, "Someone has to shut up Tay and Sammy, am I right?"

"They won't wanna mess with us after this," Wardlow smiled back, offering a fist bump that I returned.

I wasn't going to be out there during the entire match, not till Tay shows her face, and in the meantime? I was near the guerrilla, pacing like all hell. Trying to play this out in my head like how were we going to kiss? Should I make it hot? What if Wardlow finds out that I actually like him.

Swimming in thoughts, it was nice to be put back into reality and get my hands dirty. Right as Wardlow was about to powerbomb Sammy, Tay ran out there, distracting the referee and Sammy was gouging at Wardlow's eyes.

Running down there, I hurried to yank Tay off of the apron, kicking her so hard that she went head first into the steel steps, then I picked her up and threw her into the other set, taking her out for good.

In the ring, the referee was trying to check on Wardlow and my eye spotted Sammy in the corner with the TNT title. Wasn't sure where he was going with this, but not like it mattered. Wardlow has a code word for when we trained together, sending it out so he knew to keep the referee's back turned a little longer, running up on the apron and yanking the title from Sammy, then smacking him in the face with it.

The time was perfect, right as I dropped to the ground, hiding the TNT title, the referee let Wardlow go, and here came the powerbombs. Sammy never stood a chance against Wardlow when it came to pure strength, Wardlow stepping on his chest to get the pin.

Watch Tay get up on her feet with a limp, I called for Wardlow at the end of the rampway, presenting his title to him and yelling at Tay:

"Better luck never, bitch!"

Wardlow was laughing at how fired up I was and when Tay was picking Sammy up off of the mat, both of their eyes set on us, this was our moment, starting off with another yell at Tay:

"You guys think you're the hottest couple? That you're the shit?!"

Laughing at them more, I jumped right up into Wardlow's arms, even with all of the anxiety, holding his face and kissing him.

My kiss was far from a fake one, the crowd's noise toned out in my mind for a moment, taking the time to kiss him with everything in me, really giving them all something to watch when I swirled my tongue in.

Wardlow was surely feeling it too, his arm growing tight around my waist, hand squeezing my hip with a slight shake and I naturally grinded against him, having to stop myself because I was beginning to drown in my own thoughts.

When we pulled away, there were bright smiles on our faces and when I stared into his eyes, there was something far more than an act there, knowing we were going to have a talk backstage, but he made sure to leave a few last words at Sammy and Tay, raising up his TNT title: 

"You two ain't got shit on us!"

"Losers!" I laughed, throwing up an L with my hand, hanging on to Wardlow while he made his way to the back, having me smiling harder and hiding my face while he kissed me one more time on stage with the crowd still losing their minds.

Just as I expected, Wardlow took us right back to the locker room and I tried to make small talk and avoid the realness that we felt earlier:

"The crowd really loved that, huh?"

"Wasn't just the crowd," Unlike me, he was cutting straight to the chase, "Tell me because you don't kiss a friend like how you kissed me out there."

"My adrenaline was really going," I chuckled slightly, dying down and trying to breathe before I ended up fainting, his hand caressing my chin softly and keeping my head up, putting me at an ease:

"Just tell me. You know that you can tell me anything."

"Maybe I got a little ahead of myself," I began to admit, having to look away with my knees growing weak, "I always liked you, Wardlow. Just didn't expect things to end up like this."

"Me either, but don't feel bad," Reconnecting our gaze, he already had me feeling better about all of this, knocking the wind out of me, "Because I could kiss you all night."

Never have I felt much the same, pressing my lips against his hard when he kissed me this time, needing to feel how real it was without the drama of wrestling around us. Those same feelings from the first time were there, much stronger and only growing stronger when he pulled the straps of his singlet down, throwing me up into his arms with my legs around his waist.

"Also, were you grinding against me earlier?" He recalled, trying to be a tease, but I dished that right back:

"And didn't you like it? You kissed me again right after."

"That should answer your question," He clearly gave way, whispering into his kiss, responding to the slow grinding that I began, "Wanna be grinding against something else?"

"Don't be saying words like that unless you really want to see something new from me," I bit his lip softly, gasping at the spank on my ass, his hand holding along:

"That's exactly what I want and I'm sure you want to see the same from me."

"Hell yeah that's what I want," Jumping down, I was ready to go, beginning to kick my way out of my shoes, tights, and panties, getting stuck on the view of Wardlow's incredible body, defined from head to toe and just that mass of his everything.

I was out of it and got a little dizzy when I got flung around and bent over the couch, raising my right leg up to the top so he could have the perfect angle, not afraid to show some of the things he liked while taking a handful of my hair and I recalled:

"What happened to grinding?"

Just to see what he would say, I back onto his hard-on slowly, rubbing myself against him and humming at the feeling, then panting some when he pulled my head back to whisper:

"I was thinking and I couldn't help but do what I was imagining."

"What's that exactly?" I looked back just to close my eyes, moaning at his cock stretching me far, reaching a high pitch when he pulled my hip back and thrusted into me hard at the same time, feeling the entire shake through my body.

Not answering me just yet, instead feeding more thrusts that increased his pace, I could just tell what he wanted. Once adjusted, I pushed myself to more salacious moans, but threw myself back into his thrusts, feeling his hand take more of my hair, how he stopped for a moment to enjoy it.

"That what you want, big daddy?" I toyed, smirking at him from the side, needing to learn more as he growled:

"Better watch calling me that."

"What?" I breathed in, feeling his tension and knowing I'd be in store for something when I played around more, "That make you feel some kind of way, Daddy?"

"That's how you end up with a limp," His hand latched around my throat, having me gasping and my words awakening something in him.

"F-F-uck," The more I tried to pant, the woozier I became, his cock becoming ruthless and smacking as deep as possible and into my sweet spot, legs shaking and my eyes in the back of my head, "W-War-"

"What was that?" He loosened his grip but still kept his hand around my throat to let me get the air I desperately needed, but more focused on the words he knew were soon to come.

"Wardlow!" I gasped, inhaling deep and trying to keep myself from collapsing, the coil of heat in my core making my walls clench hard and about breaking me in two as if Wardlow didn't do that already, "I-ah fuck!"

If all of that power in him wasn't enough, he kept my raised leg in his free hand, having my entire upper body standing with just his hand around my throat, hips still thrusting his cock into me with the same speed and friction that had me nearly screaming.

"You can tell me, can't you?" He just had to keep playing with me while I was so out of my mind and so close to what seemed like an infinite bliss, getting driven closer with his slight yanks of my body down onto his cock, "I know-"

"Damn, Wardlow! That's gonna make me cum!" That sudden scream came from nowhere, growing more frantic and biting my lip, throwing my head back with one more, "I am cuming, Wardlow!"

Letting go of my throat and keeping me upright in his arm helped me relax more after the earthquake-like trembles radiated out of me, a gush against his cock having me go limp for a moment, only able to breathe.

"I know I said You'd end up with a limp, but-"

"Wardlow, shut up," I had to laugh at that one, making him laugh more when I dropped back into his arms again, "Damn, you fucked me up."

He had to laugh at me too, making me feel better with a kiss on my cheek, "I'll remember to take it a little easier next time for my girl."

"Your girl?" I looked quickly into his eyes, nearly fainting this time when he offered:

"We both know how we feel. You want to be a real couple? Be my girl?"

"Wardlow," I cooed with massive heat in my cheeks, turning softly to hug his head, "Guess we really are the hottest couple, now."

Seeing him smile made me so happy, hugging me back and agreeing along with me:

"The world won't be able to handle us two." 

#wrestling #wrestling imagine #wrestling fic #wrestling smut #aew #aew imagine #aew fic #aew smut #wardlow #wardlow x reader #wardlow imagine #wardlow fic #wardlow smut #read and enjoy

[plentyoffandoms]

Day 31 🎃 Free Choice

Kenny Omega & Wardlow x f/Reader (18+)

Requested by @nicoleveno14

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Minors do not read. Unprotected sex. Oral (m receiving) NSFW under the cut.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

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

I hope you like it.

Is it way past this date? Yes. Did I still want to get it out? Yes.

YN's POV:

My whole body felt like it was on a fire as Michael pounded into me. His hand covering my mouth as he is trying to keep me quiet.

We are in some room that he pulled me into because he couldn't wait until after tonights show to fuck.

Michael bent me over and pushed up my skirt, pulled my panties to the side and slammed into me.

"So tight. So wet. So fuckin' perfect." He groaned out as he continued to fuck me. All I could do was whimper against his hand.

His other hand was wrapped around my waist, holding me tight against him and keeping me up right.

"Gonna cum again baby girl? Yes you are. I can feel you. Cum for me baby." Michael moaned out and I came, hard. I was shaking as he fucked me through my orgasm.

He was already bringing me to my third one quickly when I heard the door open. "What the fuck?" A voice that I knew to be Tysons questioned. I looked over and the two of us make eye contact.

"You gonna stay and watch or fucking leave?" Michael growled out, but he didn't stop fucking me.

Tyson hasn't moved as he continued to watch us and I clenched around Michael when I saw Tyson's dick twitch in his pants.

Michael slowed down slightly as he bent over me to lean down to whisper in my ear.

"You want him to join?"

I nodded my head yes at him. "He can't fuck you though baby. Your pussy and ass belong to me."

"My mouth." I whimpered out. Just the thought of Tyson fucking my throat had my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

"Get over here Tyson." Michael said and Tyson walked over like he was in a trance.

"YN here." Michael said as he ran his on hand down my back. "Wants to taste you. You okay with that?"

"Yes." Tyson breathed out. Not even a moment later, Tyson's hands were on the back of my head, easing his cock down my throat.

"Don't have to be gentle. She can take it. Can't you baby?" Michael said as he pushed my head down Tysons cock.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck." Tyson moaned as I took him completely down my throat.

"Her mouth can bringing anyone to their knees. Go on Ty. Fuck her face. Don't hold back. I don't."

That was all Tyson needed as he started to fuck my face, just as fast as Michael is doing to my pussy.

I came over and over again as I was used by these two men. My jaw is starting to hurt but I never once asked Tyson to stop.

The two men were muttering and groaning as they fucked me. Both of them trying to outlast the other one.

But Tyson cried out my name as I felt the first rope of his hot cum hit the back of my throat. His grip on head head tightened as his hips stuttered against my face as I swallowed it all.

"Fuck that was hot." I heard Michael growl our behind me.

He pulled out of my pussy and I fell to the floor as he shoved his cock into my mouth and came with a load groan.

There was so much it leaked out of the corners of my mouth, but I quickly wiped them with my fingers and cleaned them, when he pulled out.

"If you two want to ever do this again. You know my number." Tyson said as he was leaving the room.

"Maybe bring a few others." Michael said. I looked up at my tall man. He was looking down at me.

"I think this one would like that." Michael said to Tyson as he saw the look on my face."

"Yeah, I think you're right." Tyson said with a smug look on his face.

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[daddyhausen]

Could you possibly write 10, 24, and 52 from the nsfw headcanons list for Wardlow?

• headcannon — wardlow •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { wardlow masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } public sex, gym sex, mirror sex, submissive x dominant dynamic oral sex { male receiving }, size kink, filming, dirty talk, hair pulling, facials, throatpie, cumplay, brat taming, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasm, squirting, cumshots

{ word count } — 972

{ pairing } — fem!reader x wardlow

{ genre } — smut

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{ taglist } — @stxrrlightwrites13 @boutmachines @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @baysexuality @legit9thlunaticwarrior @slut4kennyomega @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @baybay-boom @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @eddie-kingstons-wifey @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus

{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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{ 10 } — look what you do to me

{ 24 } — don’t be gentle

{ 52 } — i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already wet

.*•…………………..•⊹•…………………..•*.

to say he was distracted was an understatement

barely able to keep focus on his reps with the tantalising view in his peripherals

you stood by his left side, counting each squat with a slow, methodical bend

the curve of your ass accentuated by the movement

not to mention the alluringly tight yoga pants

the sage green fabric clung tightly to your skin

an emphasis on your heavenly curves of which he adored

a tightness grew in his gym shorts

one of which made him thank that the gym was pretty much empty aside from a few stragglers finishing up their final sets

he set his weights down, placing them back on the rack

not even bothering to finish his set

he stood behind you, admiring how round and perky your ass was

each time you bent down, your ass grazed lightly against his cock

a small groan fell from between his clenched teeth

“what are you doing?”

your queried, peeking up at him through the mirror

“i could ask you the same thing”

he smirked down at you

“uhh…working out?”

you chuckled, seemingly oblivious to the sizeable bulge pressing into your ass

“look what you do me”

his voice low, almost a quiet growl

you peered behind your shoulder, finally noticing how hard his was

a thick gulp rose in your throat

mouth salivating at the thought

already knowing what he was hinting at

“michael, are you insane?! we can’t, there’s people still in here!”

you whisper yelled, feeling a hot flush of embarrassment creep upon your cheeks

“it’s fine, little one, plus they’re leaving anyway”

you peeked over his shoulder, realistic that the two of you were indeed the only people left in the gym

“ok, what about the cameras?”

you smirked, holding your hands triumphantly on your hips

feeling like you’d won the conversation

“i know a blindspot, c’mon”

“of course you do” you thought as he took you by the hand

leading you to a more secluded area of the gym

it was only a small corner of the gym where the cameras did not intersect

but the mirror was what he was more intrigued by

“now…on your knees, babygirl”

you rolled your eyes playfully

eventually sinking to your knees, freeing his cock from his gym shorts

the thick appendage sprang up from the waistband

almost hitting you in the face

his tip glossy with pre-cum, the taste lightly salty on your tongue

both your hands wrapped around the base of his shaft

making them look so small in comparison

he reached for his phone in his pocket

pressing record as your lips wrapped around his tip

barely managing to go any deeper than that

“such a naughty little whore”

you cheeks blushed with heat at his words

innocently batting your eyelashes up at him through the lens of his phone camera

he panned the camera up to the mirror

capturing the scene in full view

your head softly bobbing with small rhythmic movements

his hips bucking up every so often

hitting the back of your throat with a small gag from you in response

“fuck, babygirl, suck daddy’s cock, just like that-“

his words grew increasing choked

feeling his cock pulse on the flat of your tongue as you hollowed your cheeks, allowing him greater access to your throat

“i’m cumming, baby…oh fuck yes-“

a flood of warmth filled your cheeks

his seed mingling with your tastebuds as you pulled back

swallowing him greedily

the remainder dripping down your lips

splashing up onto your cheeks as he lazily jerked himself off

“face the mirror”

he kept his phone poised on you as you bent over slightly, once hand stabilising yourself against the mirror

almost the exact same position that got the two of you caught up in this predicament in the first place

he pried down your yoga pants with one swift tongue

your panties drenched in your sweetness

a sight which only made him shudder in delight

“i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already wet”

you merely giggled innocently, swaying your hips from side to side with silty movements

effectively putting on a show for him

he placed his phone down by one of the weight machines

still recording

he took the time to admire your lower half once more, how soaked your cunt was just for him

“don’t be gentle” you whispered softly against his lips as he leaned down to kiss you rather feverishly

“trust me, little one, i won’t”

his movements were impatient almost

wasting no time to fill you to the brim with his cock

“oh fuck, daddy!”

the initial thrust took you by surprise, having to brace yourself against the mirror one more

you admire the sight

being absolutely fucked out and getting to see every expression you gave

just how well he’d unraveled you in mere seconds

the way his cock was so evident through your skin

he kept a hand on your waist, the other locked in your hair, keeping your gaze in the mirror

“you feel so fucking good, baby”

your whimpers echoed through the gym, feeling so full of him

“g-gonna c-cum…” you cried out, already buckling under the weight of your orgasm

wetness dripping down your thighs, much to his amusement

“good girl, that’s it, make a mess for daddy”

your thighs shaking upon release, barely able to keep yourself up

he released your hair from his grip, wrapping it around your waist as he pulled out

jerking himself off until his spilled into your panties, coating the already soaked fabric with his milky seed

he pulled your panties up along with your yoga pants

his cum radiating with warmth against your cunt

making your squirm back into his chest

“finish your workout little one, then i’ll give you all the creampies you deserve”

.*•…………………..•⊹•…………………..•*.

#{ my fics : 🤍 } #wardlow #wardlow x reader #wardlow smut #wardlow imagine #wardlow fanfic #wardlow fanfiction #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew imagine #aew fanfiction #aew wrestling

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

✨Masterlist✨

Welcome to the Laila Show, I write fan fiction for my favourites!

This is my Main Masterlist that shows all the fics I have written for the following AEW and NJPW wrestlers. I ONLY write for the following AEW and NJPW wrestlers. Feel free to leave requests through the “ask me anything” on my profile!

Requests are always open but might not be fulfilled immediately.

I ONLY write for the following wrestlers, you can make a request for another wrestler. Depending on who and what it is I MIGHT answer it.

Since Tumblr only allows 100 links per post if a wrestler has more than five fics they will have their own mastlist where you can acess them. Wrestlers with than less than five fics will apperar on this main masterlist! You can also see which wrestler has their own Masterlist on this main masterlist

AEW/ NJPW MASTERLIST

NSFW ALPHABET MASTERLIST

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

“Hangman” Adam Page

Pregnancy headcanons ✉️

Texas Death Match ✉️💎

The Dark Side Of The Moon 💎❤️‍🔥

Billy Gunn

Old Flame ✉️❤️‍🔥

Old Flame II ✉️

Old Flame III ✉️

NSFW Alphabet  ✉️❤️‍🔥

Pregnancy Headcanons ✉️

Splish Splash ❤️‍🔥✉️

Blackpool Combat Club

Fine Print ✉️

Single Mother

Cash Wheeler Masterlist

Click on the link to view all Cash Wheeler fics!

Christian Cage  Masterlist

Click on the link to view all Christian Cage fics!

Chuck Taylor

Enough 💎

Pregnancy headcanons ✉️

Sub Headcannons ✉️❤️‍🔥

Birthday Blues

CM PUNK Masterlist

Click on the link above to view all CM Punk Fics!

David Finlay 

Pregnancy Headcannons

Dream Girl ✉️

Hate Fuck ❤️‍🔥

El Phantasmo Masterlist

Click on the link to view all ELP fics!

Elite Masterlist 

Click on the link to view all Elite fics!

Kenny Omega Masterlist

Click on the link to view all Kenny Omega fics!

Nick Jackson

The Final Show ✉️❤️‍🔥💎

Falling In Love

Pregnancy Headcannons

Nic Nemeth

Bundle Of Joy

Pregnancy Headcannons

Matt Jackson

Tumblr Girls 💎

Out of my league ✉️💎

NSFW Alphabet ✉️❤️‍🔥

The Final Show ✉️❤️‍🔥💎

Pregnancy Headcannons

Malakai Black

I do not write about HOB but I accidentally wrote this filthy SMUT with Malakai! Enjoy it because it's the only one lol

Saviour ✉️❤️‍🔥💎

MJF Masterlist

Click on the link to view all MJF fics!

Jay White Masterlist

Click on the link to view all Jay White fics!

Jon Moxley

Coming Soon

PAC

Nsfw Alphabet ❤️‍🔥

Preston Vance

Nsfw Alphabet ❤️‍🔥

Samoa Joe 

NSFW Alphabet  ❤️‍🔥

Pregnancy Headcannons

Swerve Strickland 

NSFW ALPHABET  ✉️❤️‍🔥

Leather And Lace ✉️❤️‍🔥💎

Pregnancy Headcannons

Swerve When I Ride ✉️❤️‍🔥

Wardlow Masterlist

Click on the link to view all Wardlow fics

Zack Sabre Jr

Black Widow ✉️

Tokyo Disney ✉️

Forbidden Love ✉️

Pregnancy Headcannos

#aew smut #all elite wrestling #kenny omega #mjf #nick jackson #matt jackson #jay white #adam page #chuck taylor #wardlow #preston vance #the young bucks #nick jackson x reader #matt jackson x reader #young bucks smut #kenny omega smut #wardlow smut #bullet clubs bitch #pac #pac aew #christian cage #ELP #el phantasmo smut #billy gunn #aew wrestling #aew masterlist #swerve strickland x reader #el phantasmo #pac x reader #malakai black x reader

[alicejoaquin1990]

Wrestling Mastlist - And I do take requests, so don’t be afraid to ask me to make a story for you. I do fluffs,Smuts,etc

🌶❤️‍🔥🔥🔞=smuts/BDSM 18+

♡=Fluffs short stories

😈=Angst very dark, depressing, sadness

😰=H/C (Hurt/Comfort)

🧑🏻‍❤️‍💋‍🧑🏽=M/F: involves romance between male and female

👨🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏾=M/M: involves romance between male and male

👩🏻🧔🏽=OC (Original Character)

🤼=A/A (Action/Adventure)

👩🏻‍💻=working on it

🙅🏻‍♀️=nothing at the moment

Damian Priest

365 day 🌶🌶👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 ❤️‍🔥🔥

Santos Escobar

bed springs 🌶🌶👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 ❤️‍🔥🔥

bed springs part 2 🌶🌶👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 ❤️‍🔥🔥

Finn Balor

when i was your man 🥰 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽👩🏻

Wheeler Yuta

👩🏻‍💻 🔞Adorn

Wardlow

when i was your man 🥰 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽👩🏻

Daniel Garcia

All the Things(Your Man Won’t Do)🔞👩🏻‍💻

#finn balor x oc #finn balor imagine #finn balor one shot #finn balor x reader #damian priest smut #damian priest x reader #damian priest imagine #santos escobar #santos escobar imagine #santos escobar smut #wheeler yuta x reader #wheeler yuta imagine #wheeler yuta smuts #wheeler yuta #wardlow x reader #wardlow #aew #wwe

[windhamsrotunda]

*short ass imagine I suddenly made up in my head because my brain is jacked lmaolmaolmao*: TW: SMUT / DEGRADING.

...Imagine Wardlow's calloused, large hand slowly reaching around your throat, hoisting you off of the ground high enough so that you can feel your heart rise into your throat.

He leans in your ear, with a mesmerising voice, whispering the filthest things you'd never imagine him saying:

"Got yourself all fucked out over a picture of daddy, huh, little one?"

He reaches in his back pocket, pulling out your phone and shows you the picture:

"H-how'd you get my phone...?" You gasped, watching him swipe his large finger across your screen and finding your fantasy fanfics about him.

He chuckled deeply.

"Should of never left your phone unattended where daddy can reach it. How about I make those dirty fanfics you wrote about me come true? Would you want wardaddy to fuck you dumb until you can't think straight, my little fleshlight? Oh my god. Thinking of my dick turning you inside out, how pretty you would look with my thumb in that pretty little mouth of your's as daddy reminds you of who actually owns you 'round here. Fuck, fuck." He growls, releasing your throat from his cold hard grip as you drop to the floor.

"Now get in the shower. Because I know damn well you're soaking wet by hearing my voice. So fucking drunk in love with me."

#lol this was badly written #wardlow aew #wardlow x you #wardaddy #wardhoe #wrestling fanfic #all elite wrestling #windhamsrotunda #aew #aew imagine #aew drabble #aew x you #aew fanfiction #michael wardlow #wardlow smut #wardlow x reader #wardlow drabble #wardlow imagine