#//had to cheat for trin

[headstrongblake]

@thewholecrew: i only want you. / grant & o

octavia was wandering around the packed gym, barely paying attention to those around her as she savoured the second round of vodka in her red solo cup. at least it was tapering the pulsing sensation beneath where she'd taken the worst hits from her fight. already she was thinking about the job she has coming up this week, wondering if anyone else had noticed the daze in nick's eyes since he's come home and what the hell she was supposed to think of grant's reappearance when she practically collided with the body in front of her. "shit," she muttered, glancing up at the man. the second octavia saw grant standing there, her head shook as she groaned. god, did he have to be everywhere? four months without a single word, save the one time he shot at them and the only time he ever answered her phone call but was too cowardly to say a damn word and now he's everywhere?

"ugh, what do you want?!" she said out loud, turning on her heels to escape him when he called after her, "octavia, wait, i only want you...--" octavia couldn't dare let him finish that statement as she whirled around, almost losing her footing with the speed at which she turned. he couldn't say anything close to that because...he left. he chose garrett. standing in the hallway that led to the locker rooms, octavia was vibrating.

"no, you don't!" octavia said exasperatedly, her entire body leaning into her emotions that he seemingly still stirs in her. "you don't because you had me," she countered with defeat clearer than anything in her voice. even with the courage of a few drinks, standing here with him like this breaks her heart in ways she couldn't believe were still possible. after he'd left, she thought there were no more pieces left of her heart to break and yet, here he was, finding more of them. "you had me for a year playing some back and forth game of yes and no! you had me, all of me after last summer when you promised you wouldn't go anywhere. don't you see that? you had me grant...but it only seems like you want me when you can't have me."

her words seem to sting him. keep him silent briefly until finally a quiet, "that's not true," fell from his lips. & in that moment every single piece and part of her exploded, demanding to be heard. "you want to talk truth grant? okay, let's tell the truth." she nodded aggressively, her finger lifting to point at him. "you said you'd never leave me again, you said you wanted a life with me, to have a future with me! you said you needed me and that you loved me! multiple times you promised you loved me, you said that i was your biggest weakness and i wish you never had!" she shouted at him, "i wish you never said a word of it because you did not mean any of it!"

[abadbitchblogs]

SOS

Part 1

Pairing: Jey Uso x OC x Damian Priest

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2.6k

a/n: Ya girl is alive y’all! I wanted to revamp this because I felt like y'all deserved more! Thank you to everyone who has supported me and my work. I love y'all!  All likes, comments, reblogs and feedback is greatly appreciated!

-divider by @cafekitsune

Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion as the entire roster hooped and hollered in  celebration of Trin’s return at the Royal Rumble. While shots, champagne and cocktails were being thrown back, all Amirah could do was watch the way her best friend humbly received the love she deserved with tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. It was such a full circle moment for her; comforting Trinity when leaving the company broke her, supporting her decision to join Impact! Wrestling, then experiencing the reception of her homecoming. Watching her fall back into the swing of things like she never left felt so satisfying. Before she could spiral into an emotional breakdown, a large hand waving in her face snapped her out of her thoughts making her scrunch her nose in confusion. “Aye, girl! You good?” Jimmy’s furrowed brows and jutted out bottom lip came into focus, immediately coaxing a laugh out of her. Jimmy was one person that you could count on to lift your spirits without even trying- he was the textbook definition of goofy.

“I'm good, promise!” If he doubted she was telling the truth, the content glimmer in her eyes deterred him from pressing the matter any further. Instead, she looped her arm with his and dragged him back over to their friends where they could enjoy their night out. Plopping down on the sectional next to Trinity, the group of superstars fell into easy conversation catching up with those who are on a different brand as they only see each other during the major PLEs. Somehow the chat turned into the couples pestering the single people; i.e Bayley and Amirah. Bay may have fought to defend herself, but she just found their concern amusing. “Listen. I don't treat being single like a punishment. I love being by myself. I aint gotta worry about nobody cheating on me, nobody resenting me for my career or trying to police my body.” No lies were detected as they all had no choice but to agree. Relationships in their business were hard whether you were with a fellow pro wrestler or a regular person. “Besides, the chances of finding real love like y’all are slim as hell!”

“I know that's right!” Bianca gloated; her and Montez’s reality show was doing so well that they were WWE’s IT couple. Mirah playfully chucked a straw at their girlfriend while Trin, Bay, and Jade were too busy laughing at her EST antics surfacing outside of the ring. “ What about you and Damian? I be seeing y’all posted up looking cozy?” The question got a chorus of ‘oooohs’ from the women, but Bayley  made a face of disgust at her friends’ insinuation. “Girl no. We're just good friends. That man doesn't have a committal bone in his body.” Amirah hummed in affirmation having heard the rumors about Damian Priest and his revolving door of women. “I'm honestly surprised that the two of you aren’t close. He's from New York, you're from New York. He's single and you've sworn off relationships. And I know you like them a little older.” The woman’s jaw dropped at Bayley’s insane attempt at matchmaking. “Girl are you trying to set me up with a sneaky link?” That sent all of the women into another uncontrollable fit of laughter. “You do need some dick.” Trin wheezed out, furthering Amirah’s appalled facial expression before she swatted her best friend’s arm. “You know what? I’m out of here.” A laugh bubbled out of her as she stood dramatically from their huddle only to turn and lock eyes with Jey Uso.

There he was hugging his twin with his chocolate orbs boring into her chestnut ones. Spinning on her heel,  she suggested the girls go down to the dance floor for a song or two. “Come on y'all. We can't let this night pass without shaking a lil something.” Clasping Trinity’s hands, she pulled her to her feet then tugged her towards the stairs with a “We’re going downstairs to dance for a little bit, Jim,” thrown over her shoulder. They scurried by without waiting for a response although she knew Jimmy and Montez were going to follow them anyway to keep an eye on the group. One of the things that Amirah and Trinity bonded over was their love of music and dance with both of them being former dancers. As much as Jimmy hated it when Trin showed her ass, he was going to have to suck it up tonight because they were owed some time to let loose. All that is holy must've been on their side because as soon as they made it to the center of the dancefloor, Twerk by the City Girls and Cardi B blared on the speakers. “Come on, Trin! Lemme see something!” It was always fun to get Trin and Bianca to cut up because Trin was going to kill it every time but Bianca had no damn rhythm. The club was playing banger after banger after banger after banger. If they weren't professional athletes, their feet and edges would be shot to hell. Amirah was throwing her ass back on Trinity, both of them cackling at Jade and Bayley trying to show B how to catch the beat when the tempo slowed to a ballad.  Of course it was a song that a nigga always dedicated to her to make her feel special and now it pissed her off.

This is for you, you, my number one This is for you, you, my number one Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah This is for you, you, my number one

Sucking her teeth as Jimmy giddily cut in for a slow dance with his wife, Mirah cut through the crowd to head back to their section for another drink when she bumped into the only person she did not want to see. His grills seemed to glow in the low light of the club but before he could get a word out, she took a sharp left in search of the restroom. A wave of nausea crawled through her body and she needed to gather herself after coming in contact with that parasite. Just when her hand grasped the doorknob of the ladies room for a moment of solitude, a large hand engulfed her other wrist pausing her movements. “Mirah…” She didn’t even need to turn around to know who the trifling ass voice belonged to. Calmly snatching her wrist from his hold, she shifted her weight to one foot with a snarl etched on her gloss coated lips. “I’m sorry. Do we know each other?” Jey’s eyes softened at her faux confusion as he took a step toward her and her, taking a step back to keep space between them. “Mirah, come on. I just wanna talk to you. I wanna explain myself.” His pleading only made the bile in her throat rise, making her face twist in disgust. 

“Nigga, you should’ve thought about talking to me before you just cut me off like I was some random bitch.” Her words dripped with malice in hope of it being enough to get him to leave her alone. “We ain’t got shit to talk about as far as I’m concerned.” Shoulder checking him as she walked by, not even wanting to be in the same building as him, Jey fought the urge to reach out to her again. He knew getting her to talk to him would be near impossible, but he was determined. Amirah was worth taking accountability and uncomfortable conversations. 

Amirah shuffled through the sea of bodies on the dance floor to find her friends and wish them a goodnight. Trinity spotted the agitated look on her best friend’s face immediately even though she tried to plaster a smile over it. “What happened, boo?” Trin’s brows furrowed in worry only to have Mirah wave it off. “Nothing! I’m good. I’m just going to call it night. That liquor ain’t sitting right in my stomach.” The lie came out faster than she could even register, but it wasn’t a total lie. That bastard did indeed make her sick to her stomach. “Oh okay! We’ll go back with you. I wanna make sure you’re okay.” Gesturing for Jimmy to come over to the two of them, Amirah shook her head in protest. “Hell no. You stay and keep celebrating. You deserve it! I’ll be fine! I already called an Uber and I’ll text you when I’m back in my room.” Pulling her bestie into a tight embrace, she gave her a fat kiss on the cheek before moving to hug their group of friends goodbye. Much to her delight, no one questioned her sudden decline of health too much, just the request of a text message to let them know when she got back to the hotel. With a promise that she would text them as soon as she got in, Mirah flew to the exit of the club like a bat out of hell. 

Sucking in a breath of fresh air, the feeling of relief washed over her soothing the queasiness that plagued her. The Florida streets were surprisingly peaceful at night, allowing her to fully collect herself and actually call an Uber so she just wasn’t standing outside of the club like a lame. As she pulled her phone out of her black purse, the club’s doors opened once more flooding the silence with music. A tap on her shoulder made her slap a friendly smile on her face in case it was a fan wanting an autograph or a picture. But, it was neither and her smile morphed into one of shock when she came face to face with Señor Money in the Bank. Damian was dark and broody so she did not expect to see him at a nightclub, but if his reputation precedes him then he was here for a woman- or two. “Señor Money in the Bank. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Wiping the shock off her face, she mirrored his playful and dare she say- flirty smirk. “Well I was by the bar when I saw you rush out so I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Feigning surprise, Amirah placed a hand over her heart and cooed at his sweet gesture. “Wait until everyone finds out that Señor Playboy is a gentleman.”

Her teasing pulled a chuckle out of him as he cocked a brow in question. “Playboy huh?” “Mhmm I’ve heard about you.” Laughing once more, Damian accepted defeat but pushed for info on his supposed playboy reputation. “So you’ve been asking about me?” Zeroing in on Amirah’s smaller frame with his almost charcoal gaze, it was her turn to laugh. “You wish.”  His smile broadened at her bratty comeback before he very noticeably gave her a once over. “¡Te ves hermosa.” Damian’s eyes met hers again with his gravelly voice scratching her brain deliciously. Maybe Bayley was right; he was fun. “Oh I know.” Mirah shot down his suave Spanish approach smugly, crossing her arms over her chest. “¿Hablas español?” “No, but you pick up a few things when you live in Harlem for a while.” 

Both intrigued and amused by the other superstar’s answer, Damian vowed to get to know her better in any capacity. “You know I was actually heading back to the hotel myself. Why don’t we share a ride? Uber is already on the way.” After contemplating getting in a car with him, Amirah pointed an accusatory finger at him. “If you insist, BUT no funny business.” Raising his hands in mock surrender, he flashed another cheek numbing smile at her. “Promise. Cross my heart and hope to die.” Slapping his chest for his dramatics, she couldn’t help her own snicker which he ate all the way up. 

Their Uber pulled up two minutes later and like the gentleman he was, Damian had helped her climb into the truck before getting in after she was comfortable. “So do you still live in New York?” He pried quietly while they enjoyed their ride back to the hotel. “Sure do.” She replied proudly, watching the palm trees go by as the car rolled on. “Me too. Maybe we could be travel partners.” Humming in thought, she turned to him with a soft smile. “Yeah maybe. I don’t know how often I can be seen with you in public though before people start talking.” He chortled at the woman’s response before giving his own, “Fair enough.” The rest of their car ride was occupied with a game of 21 questions about themselves and their interests outside of wrestling. Coming to a stop outside of the hotel, the pair thanked the driver for his service and Damian exited the car first on the other side to come around and help her out. She could only laugh to herself about him turning on the charm heavily. When they entered the elevator, Mirah noticed that the taller man didn’t press a button for his floor so she shot him a quizzical look. “What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t walk you to your door?” 

With a playful eyeroll she muttered a ‘whatever’ and let the space fill with a comfortable silence. At least she’d be able to get up early for a workout and the night turned out… interesting. A ding broke both of them out of their thoughts as they shuffled off the elevator on the 14th floor. Amirah could feel his eyes studying the swing of her hips while she led him to her room. Abruptly stopping at her door, Damian almost crashed into the back of her too focused on how she managed to walk in those killer shoes effortlessly. “This is me.” She stated, leaning against her door curious to see how the night would end. “Well I think my job here is done. You have arrived safely.” “That reminds me.” Before her friends put out an APB for her, she texted in their group chat that she had mad it back to her room. “Thank you for the escort. I appreciate it.” “It was my pleasure and if you don’t mind,” Damian carefully slid her phone into his hand and input his number. “You know in case I can be of service to you again.” Peering at him through squinted eyes she gave him a drawn out nod. “Riiiiiiiiight.” 

Smirking down at her for the last time, he gently took her hand and raised it to his lips for a kiss on her knuckles while gazing into her cocoa colored eyes. “M’lady, I bid you farewell.” And with that, he turned on his heel and disappeared down the hall in long strides. Entering her hotel room and shutting the door behind her, Amirah collapsed against the door like women in romcoms. Girl what the fuck just happened. Taking in another deep breath, she headed to the bathroom for a much needed shower and to wring her damn panties out. Wait until she tells the girls about what just happened. Before she climbed into the shower to wash off the scent of booze, lust and worn leather, she shot the mysterious man a text of what she meant to say before he left her utterly speechless. 

{Princesa: Goodnight 🖤}

{Papi Chulo: Buenas noches hermosa 🖤}

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[prncessjaeger]

last christmas ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

ღ trin speaks!: i couldn't choose between mikasa or ellie so take your pick 😵‍💫 (​i also had smut written but ehh i’ll save it for another day!)

soft christmas music played on queue as you finished rubbing the face mask on your girlfriend’s face with your matching roller, “oh my god you look soooo adorable baby!”

“i look like you,”

“exactly, now let’s push your hair back cause you don’t want the face mask cream all in your hair, and then we can make cookies!” she felt the cool comb run through her hair, slicking it back into a low bun matching your braided bun, adding the matching fluffy headband knowing it’d annoy her more, but she just sat there, letting you do whatever because she loves you just that much. 

you got up fixing up your christmas onesie, matching with your girlfriend and walked to the kitchen, turning the volume up once mariah carey’s ‘all i want for christmas’ played next, “you are not mariah,"

“shut up. now come help me please?” she sighed and got up, seeing you set your phone up against the couter, pressing record. “we’re just making sugar cookies?” “mhm, then we gon decorate them, have a little competition or something?” she began mixing the dough with her hands, shaking her head hearing you singing the chorus terribly. when she finished, you brought out the cookie cutters with all different shapes and sizes, and even got one with your and her names customized as well, “which one?”

“you pick.” humming, you grabbed the snowman for her and a christmas tree for you and began sorting them out, adding them to the baking sheet and setting the timer, “icing time! we’re making our own cause i absolutely hate store bought icing,” you began mixing in the wet and dry ingredients together and your girlfriend watched you in awe, suddenly coming behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and lay her chin in the crevice of your neck and shoulder, kissing you tenderly, “you’re so…”

“so what?” “i don’t know but i’m just in awe with you, like everything about you just leaves me in awe…” she backed up and turned you around, seeing your grin beam into your full smile she adores, “you are the sweetest person i know, and i love you oh so much.” “i love you too baby…now can we take these facemasks off? i don’t like it anymore.” rolling your eyes playfully, you nodded and wrapped the top of the bowl filled with icing with plastic wrap, walking to the bathroom and successfully removed the facemask, rinsing the rest of the cream off and decided to keep the headbands on, posing for flics and videos to post later.

the bell from the cookies went off, rushing to the kitchen to take the cookies out and letting them cool, “imma add food dye in the icing, then fill the bags and we can start then.” you set the timer having everything set, pressing record once again and turned to your girlfriend, “you ready?” “yeah, what’s the deal?”

“loser gives head?” you both shook on it and began decorating your cookies, your girlfriend was quieter than you, which was unusual for her, but you brushed it off as her being focused. When the timer went off, you both backed away and giggled, glancing at each other's cookie. You looked at her cookie then her, rolling your eyes hard when you saw her trying (and failing) to hold her laugh in. “bro you cheated!” “how i cheated?!” “you made the cookie ugly on purposeeee, and that’s not fair!” she giggled, annoying you even further when she replied with, “i’m taking every chance i can when it comes to eating your pussy, you knew that!” 🎀

[raya-hunter01]

WIP Wednesday (Even thought it's Saturday)

Thank you empressdede and @whatdoeseverybodywant for the tag. This has been sitting in my drafts since December. Enjoy!!

The Christmas Present

Jey's Annual Christmas Party

“There is nothing wrong with Sefa, take that back. Your being plan mean now,” I said offended as Tori one of the new divas was talking about him as he stood across the room totally unaware, or maybe he was, and he just didn’t give a shit what people thought of him.

He always moved in silence…Guarded and the halls always cleared when they saw him coming.

“Get real Eden, it has to be something wrong with him. He just stands there like a knot on a log and doesn’t say anything. I wonder does he show emotions when he has sex or is he like a robot,” she said as Trin interrupted her public undressing of the tribal heir.

“Ain’t nothing wrong with my brother-in-law, he just ain’t with the drama that ya’ll asses bring. Plus, he likes his women real, not surgically enhanced,” Trin said as I smiled at the offended look and Tori’s face before she stormed off.

“Damn tell her how you feel, Trin,” I laughed as she smiled.

“Girl, she mad because he won’t give her the time of day and he likes you,” Trin said winking at me as I shook my head at her before stealing a glance at the baby brother of the Fatu family.

I have to admit, I liked him too, but he was dangerous. They say the most dangerous man in the room is one that doesn’t know the power he has over others, and I don’t think he knows the power he truly has.

I was drawn to him, there was a sadness to him that just made me want to hold him.  

The chaos of the Christmas party long forgotten as I saw him talk to his brothers for a few minutes before going upstairs.

“When are you going to tell him, you like him?’ Trin asked as I sipped on my champagne. “I’m not ready to date yet, Trin,” I said as she scoffed.

“Bullshit It’s been over a year, you need to have some fun,” she said as her thoughts echoed in my mind.

My last relationship had me leery on letting someone into my life again. It’s not every day your boyfriend cheats on you with your cousin. I’m not scared to admit that it fucked me up, but I am slowly working through it.

“I’m going to tell him Merry Christmas, then order me an uber,” I said as she smirked at me.  “An uber? Girl, go upstairs and lay up under that man, stop playin’,” Trin said as I sighed.

“Uh, we are rarely home and I’m going to sleep in my own bed tonight, thank you very much. Plus, I’m sure Jey don’t want folks having sex in his house,” I said giving her a hug as she laughed.

“Aye, where my hug at?” Jey asked engulfing us both in his strong arms. “I really enjoyed the party boo, but I’m about to head out,” I said as he kissed my cheek.

“Head up and see lil bro before you leave. He’s in the spare bedroom, you know where it’s at,” he said as I gave him another hug before going upstairs. The music becoming fainter as I went to the other side of the house.

How do you tell someone you want them to rearrange your insides respectively without sounding desperate. Gently knocking on the door I leaned up against the frame, my hair flowing wild and free as I anxiously waited.

“Who is it?” He asked opening the door as I smiled trying to hide my nervousness. The shocked look on his face told me all I needed to know I made the right decision to come up to see him.

“Are you alone?” I asked as he nervously gulped but couldn’t resist being a smart ass. “Oh, I got a whole party going on in here, you don’t see all these people” he said smartly as I rolled my eyes “Always the smart ass,” I whispered as he cracked a smile.

 “It’s always just me, you know that,” he said as I built up my nerve.

 “Well, how would you like to have a real party for two?” I asked shyly as he opened the door wider allowing me inside as I put my coat on the dresser.

“I was just listening’ to some music on the tv to unwind,” he said clearing his throat going over to turn it off. “No, leave it on,” I whispered sitting down in the chair beside the bed as he turned it down a little and sat down on the bed.

“What happened you been avoiding me all night?” I asked truly wanting to know what was wrong. “I got some shit on my mind, I had to take the kids back to their mom and they didn’t want me to leave,” he said as I sympathized with him.

“I know it gets hard but it’s going to get better, I know it is. They know you love them and just keep making sure they know that.” Reaching over I rubbed his knee in support as he stoic expression never changed but he nodded.

“I just hate I won’t get to spend Christmas with them tomorrow, but I guess I should be thankful they got to open a few of their gifts from me tonight.”

 “Maybe you should call her and see could you stop in and just be there for when they open their other gifts tomorrow,” I suggested as he sighed pulling out his phone texting his ex-wife.  

I hoped she lets him do that, it’s bad enough she moved the kids back here to Pensacola without him knowing.

 I saw a small smile pass his face as he got a text alert. “She said I could come in the morning to see them open their gifts, and eat breakfast with them,” he said as I smiled brightly at him, truly happy for him.

“I’m glad she changed her mind, I can’t even imagine being without my baby on Christmas,” I said as he grabbed my hand, causing me to blush.

“Enough about me though, how is Kason?” he asked as I smiled brightly at the mention of my son’s name. “He’s great, my mom has him for tonight. She thought I needed the break.”

“You do, I mean your like superwoman. You make sure all our schedules are good and constantly taking care of us all. Then you’re a mom to a very busy ten-month-old. Hell, when we leave the building, your night is just getting started,” he said as I tried not to smile.

 He actually was taking notice and appreciative of my work and who I was as a person.

“Yea, it does but I’m just glad Joe talked them into getting me a bus so I can bring him on the road with me. I love how kid friendly the backstage atmosphere is now under Paul’s leadership.”

“Yea, he has that part down good. Now if only the gossip mill would stop wit they shit, maybe I could walk the halls and not be judged by people that don’t even know me,” his voice trailed off.

I knew he heard the whispers of our coworkers. They were afraid of him, they bought into the persona, but I knew better. He was shy and misunderstood but it was their loss and my gain.

“I wanna dance,” I said standing up and holding my hand out to him as his eyes seemed unsure. It was almost as if he wanted to look around to see if there was anyone else in the room with us.

“Uh, with me?” he asked as nodded, not trusting my voice. “It’s a lot that comes along with this and I know you ain’t ready,” Sefa whispered his eyes piercing my soul as I yearned for him.

“Stop worrying, I’m a big girl and I know what I want,” I said unashamed as he licked his lips. “Is that right? Well, tell me again what you want beautiful,” His deep voice awakening something within me that had been doormat for far too long.

“I want to dance with you��Right here…. Right now,” I declared as he stood up pulling me close, our foreheads touching as I caressed his face.

 His nervousness making me almost shy, but I knew if this was going to happen tonight, I needed to take charge. “Sefa, I don’t want to be alone tonight,” I whispered as his eyes found mine again.

Clearing his throat, I waited with bated breath for his answer. “I don’t wanna be alone tonight either,” he whispered nodding as I released the breath I was holding.

 “I was hoping you would say that,” I said, my fingers playing with his beard as he caressed my hips.

 Building up my courage, I tested the waters with a gentle kiss as a deep groan fell from his lips as we tasted each other.

Suddenly, Sefa pulled me closer, deepening our kiss making it even more impossible for me to gather my myself as he ravaged my mouth with his. My hands gripping the back of his shirt as I whimpered against his lips in pleasure.

His kisses, powerful and intentional as I weakened in his arms.

“Mm, Sefa”, I gasped as he released my lips. Shit, he can kiss, and he knew it by the sly smile that adorned his handsome face as we both caught our breaths.

  “You sure?” he asked as I nodded, his hands caressing my face as he claimed my lips again.

“Mmm, tell me you want me and that I ain’t trippin’ right now,” he whispered, his passionate gaze making me fall even deeper under his spell.

“Yes, I want you,” I moaned as his thumb caressed my lower lip. “You want my head between your thighs eatin' that sweet pussy don’t you?”

 His deep voice sending shivers down my spine as I purred in anticipation.

“Yes! Please Sefa,” I begged unashamed, yearning to be claimed as he licked his lips.

“You want all this dick up in dat pussy rearranging them tight walls don’t you?”

Fuck, he knew his power, and I was already under his spell, ready and willing as I whimpered against him unable to speak.

“Are you ready for all of me Eden, I can be a lot baby, but I promise you ain’t gon’ never forget me.”  

I nodded, rendered powerless as his lips slowly descended upon mine, our kisses becoming deeper and more desperate by the second.

“Yes, take me,” I gasped finally finding my voice as we fell onto the bed.  Our lips and hands exploring each other desperately. “You sure?” he whispered against my lips, as I nodded again.

 “Let me here you, Eden. Do you want me?” he groaned, grabbing my hands pinning them above my head as he towered over me .

 “I want you,” I moaned as a low growl fell from his lips. “I want you too,” he moaned claiming my lips again with urgency as I gasped at the intensity but welcomed it.  

I was losing myself, losing myself in him and I loved it.

Whimpering against his mouth, he abruptly released my lips and let my hands go. “Why did you stop?” I panted trying to catch my breath as he searched my face for discomfort.

 “I knew you weren’t ready for this; I’m moving too fast.  Your scared of me, aren’t you?” he asked as I looked at him in confusion.

“What are you talking about?” I asked not getting how he gathered that conclusion.

“Look, I can take it alright, just tell me your scared of me like everybody els is," he said as I sat up beside him still trying to catch my breath.

“Scared of you? Boy, if anything I needed to breathe so I wouldn’t die on your ass,” I said as he looked at me in confusion.

“I’m serious Sefa, whether you know it or not, your very intense and I like it. It actually makes it hard for me to not lose myself around you,” I confessed as he searched my eyes for any deception in my words.  

 “I’m not scared of you Sefa, if I was, I wouldn’t have come up her,” I said reaching over and placing my hand on his knee.

“You sure you’re not scared?  You would tell me, right?” he asked as I smiled at him.

“Now, if you would have asked me this last year, I would have said yes without a second thought. But, I know you now, and up under that tough enforcer attitude you’re a teddy bear,” I said getting up off the bed and going over to the table to fix me a shot of Tequilla.

“I couldn’t tell that you were scared, you chewed my ass out for not speaking to you the first time we ever talked,” he said as I laughed.

“Hell, its rude to not to say at least hello to someone when they speak to you.”

“A’ight you right, I was wrong,” he said as an idea popped into my head.

“Now, since we got that covered, how bout we get out of here and go to my house. I have a beautiful view of the beach and plenty of privacy,” I offered as he stood up slowly walking towards me.

“Going somewhere more private sounds perfect, I mean we don’t need everybody in our business,” he said as I nodded in agreement. Last thing any of us needed was the gossip mill in our business.

 “I’m happy we’re on the same page, let’s get out of here.”

It was easy to sneak away as the party was in full swing, but Sefa shot Jey a text to let him know he was taking me home and would hit him up later.

The ride to my house at first was quiet but something shifted in the atmosphere as leaned over and playfully nipped at his neck as he drove.

“You playin’ a dangerous game Eden,” he growled as I smiled against his neck slowly reaching down, slipping my hands inside his sweats as he groaned.

“Mmhm, a big dangerous game at that and I can’t wait to play,” I whispered in his ear, as I slowly began to stroke him.

 “Damn, you like playin’ with danger, don’t you?” he moaned as I smiled against his neck. His breathing became more ragged as his hands gripped the steering wheel.

 “Yes, now eyes on the road, I got you,” I whispered as he groaned in appreciation. “Mm, shit… Well, go on then and do your thang.”

 My mama ain’t raised no punk, so Sefa’s bout to get a preview of what’s to come. I just pray it don’t get us killed.

“Make the next right and go about two miles up the road, my house is the last one up on the hill,” I whispered in his ear as one of his hands caressed my thigh.

 “I’mma tear dat pussy up, you know dat right,” he moaned. His deep voice echoing throughout the car and making me even wetter than I already was as I continued to stroke him.

 “Yes, and I can’t wait,” I whispered as his grip on the wheel tightened. “Are we almost there?” he gasped as I smirked knowing he was close as I decided to talk him through it.

“You like my hands pleasing you, don’t you?” I asked as he nodded in concentration putting his other hand back on the wheel.

“Don’t hold back, I want you to let go,” I encouraged as he melted into me. “There is my house, turn in and park,” I said as he quickly pulled into my driveway, throwing the car in park and cutting it off.

"Now, keep your hands on the wheel,” I said as he turned, resting his forehead against mine, keeping his hands on the wheel as I continued to please him.

“Why did you come with me tonight?” I whispered, licking his lips as groaned catching my tongue between his lips as we shared a sloppy wet kiss.

 “Mmm, you know why. Tell me why you wanted me to come?” he moaned, trying to regain control of the situation.

“I wanted you to devour this pussy,” I whispered as he moaned against my lips.

“Now you tell me why you came? Tell me Sefa,” I whispered, beginning to stroke him faster as he gasped.

 “I wanted to have you all to myself and make you scream my fuckin’ name all night long,” he growled grasping my face and claiming my lips in a passionate kiss as he came.

His body trembling as he found his much-needed release. Looking handsome more than ever as he rode out his climax as I watched in awe.

Yea, he defiantly needed that, and I was happy to help.  

“Damn Eden, that was-” he moaned caressing my face, not able to finish his sentence, I smiled.

“It was my pleasure,” I whispered tenderly kissing his lips.

“Now, let me see if you taste as good as you look right now,” I said as he watched me through heavy lids.  

Slowly I leaned down, and licked his cum off of his stomach as he gasped in shock at my actions. Not leaving a single drop, I then slid back into my seat. “Let me see Eden, open up beautiful.” Staring innocently at him, I opened my mouth and released my tongue for him to see.

 “Fuck, dats what I’m talkin’ bout. Mmhm, now swallow dat shit,” he commanded as I did as he instructed.

“Mmm, you taste good,” I whispered licking my lips as he moaned. His powerful gaze awakening the woman within me.   

“You askin’ for trouble,” he hissed as I smirked, before exiting the car as he readjusted himself back into his sweats.

Anxiously, I went to unlock the front door, before turning around to see if Sefa was behind me, but he was still sitting in the car in a daze.

“Stop overthinking Sefa, it’s no rules here,” I said going inside and heading upstairs, dropping articles of clothing along the way as I made my way to my room.

 Hearing his footsteps, I sat down on the side of the bed, crossing my legs wearing only my black stilettos and a smile.

In all honesty I was scared to death, but excited if that made sense.

 My heart began to race as Sefa appeared in the doorway in all his naked glory. My pussy drippin’ and throbbing in anticipation, knowing at any moment he was going to completely engulf me within his flame, and I couldn’t wait.

“I see your waiting for me like a good girl,” he whispered as I smiled holding out my hand to him as he came closer.

“I see you’re ready again,” I whispered looking at his throbbing erection as he smirked.  “Oh, I stay ready and you betta be ready,” he said his voice making me wet as fuck as I moaned at his words.

“Come find out,” I whispered as he took my hand and smiled.  “Are you sure?” he asked once again kneeling before me as I smiled.

 “More than you’ll ever know,” I said as our lips met in another passionate kiss.

 “Merry Christmas, Sefa.”

 “Merry Christmas, Eden” he whispered easing me back onto the bed as I welcomed all of him.  His hands caressing my body as raked my nails down his back in pleasure as he nibbled and sucked on my breasts.

 “Let me see if you taste as good as I imagined,” he panted moving his kisses to my stomach as I gasped.  Fuck, with how this man kisses I know he can give some bomb ass head.

“Are you gon’ give it all to me like a good girl?” Sefa asked dipping his tongue into my belly button as I moaned, running my fingers through his hair.

“Yes! I’mma give it all to you,” I moaned staring down at him in anticipation as he wore a mischievous smirk as my body trembled.

“Well, let me open up my first Christmas present then,” he whispered as his head disappeared between my thighs.

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All Falls Down - Chapter 7

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“Hi baby,” Shanté said as she pulled herself up off the ground. “You miss me?” 

“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Josh seethed, stepping into Shanté’s personal space. “How did you get my address?! My fucking kids are here Shanté” Shanté shrugged and reached up to cup his face but he smacked her hand away, 

“Look, I know you said you don’t want to see me nomore, but that was just her talking right?” She stepped closer to him. “She’s making you stop talking to me.” Josh inhaled a deep breath through his nostrils and took a step back from her. 

“Shantê you gotta go, you trippin’ forreal.” Jon had stepped in between his brother and Shanté after successfully getting his nephews in the house. She sucked her teeth and mushed his face away from her which set off Trinity who had just come back outside. 

“Oh bitch you done fucked up now.” Trinity stormed towards Shanté and shoved her to the ground before getting on top of her and landing some pouches before Jon pulled her off of Shanté. Kiyana, who had come back outside also ran over and got a couple of hits on Shanté too before also being pulled off her by Josh. 

“You stupid bitch!” Kiyana yelled out as she was being carried into the house. “Don’t bring ya’ dumbass to my fucking house anymore!” Shanté pulled herself off of the ground and all but ran to her rental car and sped away from the house. 

Josh slammed the door behind him once he got Kiyana inside. 

“I want you  gone.” She seethed, pointing a finger in his face. “Pack your shit and get the fuck out!.” 

“Kiy-” He tried to cut her off but he stopped once he saw the look on her face. 

“That bitch came to my fucking house Joshua! Our fucking kids are here!”  Josh watched as Kiyana paced around the living room. Jon and Trin had taken all of the boys upstairs and he was very grateful for that because they did not need to see their mom this angry. 

“I don’t know how she got our address, Key. You know I would never put you or our boys in danger.” Kiyana rolled her eyes. “I’m being serious, Key.” She shook her head with a slight chuckle. 

“None of this would be happening if you would’ve just kept your dick in your pants. Like you really looked at that woman and said ‘yeah imma cheat on my wife with her’ “ She said, mocking his voice.  

“I’m sorry.” He didn’t know what else to say. He was sorry and If he could go back 4 months ago and walk away from Shanté he would. “We had a good session with Dr. Ander-” 

“Fuck Dr. Anderson!” She shouted. “That woman came to my house. Any thought of working on our relationship is dead.” She gave him one more menacing glare before making her way up the stairs and slamming the bedroom door. 

It felt like Josh was having an episode of Déjà vu as he knocked on the bedroom door to let Kiyana know he was heading to the airport and would be back home in a couple of days. It was like they were back at square one, she had locked him out of the bedroom again and was back to ignoring him and only talking to him when the boys were around. 

He knew as soon as he entered the arena for Monday Night Raw he needed to put Shanté in her place. Her showing up to his house was completely out of line and quite frankly, she got what she deserved. 

Josh groaned as he entered the men’s shared locker room and saw Joe standing there talking to a group of NIL new hires that had been asked to come to RAW

“Good afternoon to you too, Uce.” Joe said with a smirk on his face as he dismissed the group of young hopefuls. 

“Why you here Joe?”  Josh grunted as he plopped down on the nearest chair. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, waiting for Joe’s response. 

“Working, just like you.” Joe snickered at the look that Josh threw his way. “I’m not supposed to be here or somethin’” ? Josh sighed again and decided to ignore Joe. They both snapped their heads towards the door when someone started to bang on it. 

“Josh! I know you're in there!” More banging “Come out here and talk to me!”  Joe smirked and raised an eyebrow. 

“You might wanna go handle that Uce.” 

“Man, shut the fuck up.” Josh glared over at Joe before standing up and going into the hallway to talk to Shanté.

“You gotta chill, forreal. You makin’ yourself look stupid as hell.”  It was at that moment , Josh realized he didn’t know what he saw in Shanté. She was being a bog pain in the ass ever since he told her that he didn’t want to see her anymore. 

“You just stood there the other day and let that bitch put her hands on me.” Shanté whined. 

“Whoa, watch your fucking mouth.” Josh glared over at her “You came to our fucking house, where our kids were and you expected my wife to not do anything to you?” Shanté rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. 

“So now that's your wife?” Shanté scoffed, “I coulda swore a couple of weeks ago you was pillow talkin’ to me about wanting a divorce and being with me. But now you claiming her as your wife.” Shanté scoffed again and rolled her eyes.

Joe’s eyes widened as he listened to Shanté and Josh’s conversation.  You fucking dummy, Joe thought. A divorce? From Kiyana? Joe knew it wasn’t just sex between the two of them, not with the way Shanté was acting. Ain't no woman go act that way if it was just sex. Joe smirked as he got an idea in his head and pulled out his phone to call Kiyana. 

👀

don't give up on me yet y'all

i promise all the good stuff is coming, i just need to get Joe, Kiyana and Josh in the same room for all the good shit to start.

[joesanrio]

Hiiii can I request a Jey uso X female reader where jey sees a post on social media saying reader is messing with Jimmy and it’s not true. But Jey still gets hot headed and stuff thank you ☺️

This!! I love this. I feel like I took this and ran with it- so please forgive me 🩷 a bit angsty :))

All over Twitter | J.U

Summary: Jey never liked how quickly he was bothered of something on social media, but he can’t help himself… especially when it comes to you.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader

Warnings: social media drama, delusions, arguing, cursing, stubborn!Jey, crying, bad angst (first time), rumors, mentions of cheating, not edited

Word Count: 1230

Ratings: Angst | 16+

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Jey scrolling through his social media was starting to become a daily thing, especially since the Bloodline storyline was starting to pick up. As much as he hated how people depicted him and his talents based on the 30-45 minutes they saw him a week, he never reacted. He kept any bad energy they sent towards him to himself, and pretended like he didn’t even see it. That was until he came across a tweet that had to do with you and his twin.

The tweet had about 92k views already, and 40k retweets. It was a video of you and Jonathan meeting up late at night, hugging before entering a random building. There was no context about what was happening except the obvious comments of;

Nah imagine thinking your girl safe from your own twin 💀💀

I CANT- poor Jey 🥲💔

No cause what abt my girl Trin?!?!

That Y/n? Do she not know how Trin can get down…😬

He couldn’t help himself but to keep scrolling through the comments, looking for some type of reassurance that it isn’t what he’s thinking. Jey always thought he knew where you were and what you were doing, maybe he was too blind by a false sense of trust. “Y/n!” He calls for you from the living room.

Your delicate footsteps making their way downstairs to the man sitting on the couch, you couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous man in front of you. “Hi Baby.” Your lips plump and glossy as always, wearing Jey’s shirt with your little shorts. He looks away as he can feel himself getting flustered by your appearance, remembering the things he just saw not even a minute ago.

“You want to tell me anything.” His voice deep and stern before he lays back against the couch, your hips swaying a bit as you go to sit beside him.

Your freshly groomed eyebrows now in a confused furrow, “I like your haircut… I mean they could’ve faded the sides better but—” Jey’s head immediately snapping towards you.

Going silent as he rubs the side of his hair down before adjusting himself in the chair. “It’s cute!” I reassure as a small smile forms Jey’s lips before the smile drops quickly. “Appreciate it but that’s not what I’m looking for.” His eyes boring into yours, uncomfortably. Your hands starting to fidget together under his intense gaze, shaking your head ‘no’.

A loud sigh coming from his mouth as he picks up his phone, Twitter immediately popping up on the screen. “Look.” He hands you the phone before crossing his arms aggressively, your eyes falling onto the dim screen. Playing the small clip of you and Jon, not understanding the big deal until you scroll down to the comments.

A small scoff leaving your mouth as you go speechless by all the assumptions, “Those people are so miserable.” You hand the phone back before looking at Jey’s serious face.

“So, it’s the people now? Not the fact that you and my damn brother sneaking around at night?” He sits up almost giving himself whiplash. Feeling your heart drop at his demeanor, you couldn’t believe that the man you left everything and everyone for is accusing you of. “Joshua. You’re kidding…” Trying to understand what he’s getting at, this had to be some type of prank.

April Fools was a couple months ago though, and we did forget about it. “This is a joke. Ha-ha so funny babe.” A sarcastic laugh leaving you forcefully as you notice Jey’s gaze not changing.

Noticing the deep breaths, he’s taking is starting to concern you, “I’m not joking, are you screwing around with my brother? My twin at that.” He speaks calmly. Your eyes going wide at the audacity, “Joshua. Don’t be fucking delusional- if I was going to cheat do you really think that I would go to your twin brother?” Your voice high-pitched unintentionally.

His head shakes before wiping his hands on the edge of his knees. Jey loves you too much to believe this, he knows you wouldn’t, you couldn’t do that to him. Something subconsciously is saying otherwise, the fact that he no longer knows where you were and what you were doing is making him upset.

“Do you know how fucking embarrassing this is for me. To find out that you going behind my aback through social media.” He says out loud, hands rubbing down his face in a stressed manner. “I didn’t go behind your damn back! They’re clearly just making stuff up.” Your voice in a defensive tone,

Jey’s gaze on you turning into disappointment making your heart drop. His heavy footsteps leaving you in the living room as he goes upstairs assumingly to your bedroom.

The tension surrounding you, sitting in the now quiet room alone. Heart racing and head spinning, you felt like you were going to cry at any moment. The fact that he wasn’t listening to you just hurt worse, never did you think that complete strangers would have that much of an impact on you and Jey’s relationship.

The loud slam of a door snapping you out of your trance, “Joshua! What are you doing?” jumping from the couch and heading up the stairs quickly. His figure passing by with a suitcase, not bearing a glance towards you. “I’m going to stay the night with… well damn I don’t even know because I can’t go to my own brother!” Jey shouts before throwing the suitcase onto the bed.

He always tended to be overdramatic especially in disagreements, but never to the point where he was leaving. “You’re fucking crazy! Nobody did anything, it was clearly taken out of proportion. Stop acting like that!” You could feel the tingly feeling of anger starting to spread through your body. “Y/n, then what the hell were y’all doing? Because I didn’t even know about you going to see him? He didn’t tell me either!” He shrugs his shoulders as he waits for your response.

“I- nothing! We weren’t doing anything.” You stutter knowing that he can’t know the real reason you were meeting with Jon. Not liking the answer, he heard, he goes straight to the closet and starts ripping shirts off the hanger, “I’m so tired of being second place. So tired of looking like a fool! You say you weren’t cheating but you can’t even tell me what you were doing?” His hands flying as he shouts angrily. Going completely speechless as you watched him continue throwing things into the suitcase, chest heavy, before breaking completely.

Tears streaming down your face uncontrollably, this is ridiculous. Multiple solutions rambling through your head as you stood behind the fuming man. “I can’t tell you. But I promise I wouldn’t cheat on you.” The words practically forming together as you can barely speak while trying to control your breathing. Jey turns around to see you looking like a complete wreck, his eyes softening.

“Then imma go until you can tell me. Simple as that.” He says as he zips up his suitcase, your eyes looking in a panicked manner as he grabs his wallet. “Joshua! Don’t you think this is a bit dramatic?” You sniffle as he rolls his eyes at you.

“Hell yeah. But rather be dramatic than sitting and looking like a fucking clown.” He exits the room without even looking back.

[jstarr86]

I braided my hair into buns I had different colored pieces red and gold weaved thru it and glitter tossing on some mascara and lip oil. I slipped on my jersey that said our last name on the back Joe and I matching. We also has jackets. Only he had on his custom 49er shoes and no doubt those damn socks. Me I had on my red and black Jordans. I’d never buy these at most forces were the most expensive I bought but Joe nah and he bought us both every pair and me tons of forces and tons of shoes for the kids. He was definitely the spender and the more lavish.

“You look so good aulelei.”

“You too handsome.”

“You ready.”

“Yea.”

“Mmm smell good.”

“Mmm. Baby don’t.”

“You do.” Joe gently grabbed my face kissing me. His other hand slid to my waist pulling me into him before he slid it back caressing my ass as I moaned softly in his mouth causing his grip to tighten. We pulled apart as his phone rang. “Yeah, ok we on the way.” He hung up looking at me. “They downstairs.”

“Ok let’s go.” We headed downstairs meeting with Jon, Trin, Josh, Pam and Mercedes. Theyd met us here in Vegas. Joe and I had flown in for the Mania press conference which was a shit show that I was stuck in the middle of the only positive from that was the mind blowing sex that was a result of a very pissed off husband. I’d talked Joe into checking out tailgating I mean this was the Super Bowl a once in a lifetime thing and his team, we was taking in everything.

I took pictures smiling as he had a good time and the game that was going even better his team was doing really good. I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t have a voice come tomorrow. Joe held my hips holding me from behind. He bent speaking in my ear

“You def getting this Super Bowl championship dick tonight.” He leaned his head up “yessir!” He yelled loudly before he looked down at me winking as I shook my head laughing. If it was up to him and he could make it happen it wouldn’t surprise me if he tried to fuck me on the damn field. We’d done a lot of crazy shit in our relationship. Hell if we was alone in this suite he’d probably find a way to do something. I snagged some food while he chuckled taking a sip of his drink. It was good to see him relaxing, the smile his laughing and being carefree for once and he was kinda cheating on the diet and drinking but one day out of any it was ok.

“What what now it’s my part of the Super Bowl!” Trin yelled as I laughed.

While we was watching the halftime show it def was club vibes and we was def all dancing. I leaned my head back on Joe dancing as he held me in his arms I was singing but I could tell he was too by the way his chest was vibrating against my back. Joe leaned his head into my neck his chin on my shoulder singing U got it bad as we danced together.

So far the Niners were killing it. 6 months ago when we were on ESPN and he said it be the Chiefs and the Niners although I’d agreed with the Chiefs I didn’t with this but my man had called it to a T and he was close to being right and the Niners winning a championship for the first time in 20 years. It was down to the wire the Chiefs having the ball with 10 seconds left and Kelce’s fine little self killed it they were in field goal range and finally decided to go for the field goal and send it to overtime. The guys nervous but they still had a shot but football that overtime used sudden death whoever scored first won but they recently changed it and now the other team had a shot and while the Niners hit a field goal the Chiefs had the chance to score.

“Don’t fuckin blow it it come on yall!” I smiled at my husband as he yelled. I’d never seen him more happy and hyped. This was probably in his top five of life

experiences minus our wedding kids who I’d group collectively and a mania. I watched as my husbands team heartbrokenly lost in a hard fought game that was close and good as fuck but he was pissed. It hurt seeing him go from so happy and elated to sad if I could describe the look on his face, it broke my heart. That last minute touchdown was it, the Chiefs became the first team in 20 years to get back to back championships.

We finally after what felt like forever made our way out of the arena and into a limo. We’d split from everyone else and I watched as he angrily leaned back into his seat.

“Aye least yall made it further than dem boys did.”

“Aulelei no offense the Cowboys choke post season.”

“Hey I’m tryin to console you and you talk shit.”

“It’s the truth.”

“Shh and I’m sorry they lost really thought they had it.”

“Me too that’s why I hate OT and of all nights for the new rule to take effect.”

“I know your teams expense.”

“Exactly.”

“It was a good game though.”

“It was we almost had they asses we def gettin it next year.” He was still pouting as I rubbed his face.

“My big bad husband upset.”

“Yeah.” I leaned up straddling his waist as he looked over my shoulder. “Least the partition is already closed.”

“Joe.” I giggled hitting his arm. As he brought up the one time we fooled around in a limo. We made out a bit his hands resting on my ass that he squeezed. I moved when the car stopped and took his hand as he helped me out and we made our way back into the hotel. I quickly grabbed pajamas and discarded my clothes going to hit a shower until my husbands hand stopped me

“What.”

“You ain’t gonna need that for awhile.”

“Why’s that… tama.” I asked meeting his eyes as the darkened a grunt leaving his lips.

“You know why, especially with that word.”

“Na’o le fue ia te a’u tama” I replied smirking as his eyes darkened more and his chest rumbled. He reached forward grabbing me as he passionately kissed me before lifting me into his arms.

“Be careful what you ask for aulelei.”

“Mmm don’t make promises you can’t keep.” I gasped a moan as he slid inside me I wasn’t expecting him to do that so quickly.

“Talk that shit now.”

“Mm fuck.” I muttered as he grabbed my hands pinning them above my head. The way he could hold me down with one hand while absolutely wrecking me with pleasure never ceases to amaze and turn me on. The duality of the sweet love of Joe and the rough dominance I still didn’t know which was better although right now angry Joe was amazing.

“You feel good, I’m gonna make you cum aren’t I.”

“Joe.”

“Jayla.” He grunted slamming into me rougher as I fell over the edge hands desperately trying to cling to his wrist. He lifted one of my legs into his arm making his stroke hit different as he slammed into my gspot

“Oh my god.”

“Nah just your chief.”

“Shut up.”

“Lo’u masiofo likes it huh.”

“Yes.” I moaned out. Joe chuckled knowing exactly what he was doing. He knew it and his fan girls were welcome. He’d posted some things here or there about him and usually they’d say he saw and knew and he did. He liked going on different sites seeing what was being said about him. The vulgarity of some of it made me laugh cause I felt that and he was my husband.

“ma e talia a'u e lo'u masiofo.”

“Joe.” I moaned out voice cracking as he made me cum again. His grunts in my ear as he thrust four more times before stilling. “God if that’s how you lose ima need them to win next season.” I muttered as he laughed pulling me into his chest a kiss pressing to the top of my head.

“They win you won’t be walking for two weeks.”

“Two.”

“Yeah cause we’d be partying and the parade and in between all of it your getting this dick let them win.” I kissed his chest as I relaxed letting his heartbeat lure me to a much needed sleep.

[therichantsim]

Cheating Death S15.Ep:62-BMB36

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This day four gameplay of this challenge was wild. Noemy died. She was the only one up when I saw the fire. I thought there would be a queue to put it out but instead it was repair. Replace wasn't an option. WHY MAKE A OUTDDOOR STOVE THAT CAN'T GET RAINED ON!

I also learned only one sim can plead for a life. I clicked on everyone that was up and depending on their mood was how they would plea. Like flirty the option was to seduce plea, angry was demand plea etc.

I had Quinton invite her ghost over so I could revive her. Then add her back to the household. Now even though the relationship bar was still intact, he stopped following her around and started following Zahara. He asked her to be his girlfriend while I was making Trin vacuum the house. I canceled the action and cheated their moods because he was sad from being rejected and she was sad from breaking his heart. Chanel got jealous and stomped around. I'm not sure if cheating Noemy's death made everyone act weird or what but things felt off. Also, outdoor movie screen from the Backyard Stuff Pack breaks when it rains as well.

[that-glitter-chick]

My entry for day one of SkyStar Week 2023! I like to write little ficlits and assign songs to my art as a bonus.

Prompt: Curious, Song: I want to hold your hand by The Beatles.

Ficlit: Collision Course

“What’cha working on Star?”

“Gah! Nothing.” Starscream jumped, startled by the normally welcomed voice’s sudden appearance so close to his audio receptor. He just as quickly flung himself over his datapad, covering it with his arms to obstruct his Amida Endura’s view of its contents. If the handsome giant knew the device had a sketchy portrait of himself, drawn so meticulously and lovingly by his little companion, Starscream would fling himself into the next black hole he came upon.

Chuckling good naturally, Jetfire stepped back with his servos up in surrender. “Ok, I get it. Classified subject.” He smiled warmly down at his much shorter lab partner. “I just came over to ask if you would like to join me. I’m going to Maccadam’s to wind down a little before heading home.”

Starscream smirked mischievously “Only if you’re buying big guy. Let me clean up here and I’ll be right with you.”

“Meet you in the foyer?” Skyfire suggested and Starscream nodded. As he turned to leave the large shuttle-former stopped to look over his shoulder “Would you like me to invite your brothers as well?”

“No!” The small seeker caught himself short at his own outburst but his friend was used to such dramatic behavior. More calmly, Starscream explained “They’re busy tonight. Uh, I understand if you’d rather not just hang out with me.” He seemed to deflate into himself at the thought. “I know Thundercracker is more charming and Skywarp more fun than I am…”

Returning to his friend’s side, Skyfire knelt and hugged him. Pulling back to look his partner in the optics, blue meeting crimson, Skyfire murmured gently, “Actually I was offering for your sake. You seem more at ease when with your Trin. But to be perfectly honest,” Skyfire was blushing to beat the proverbial band “I much prefer having your company all to myself.”

“I’m all yours.” Starscream choked a little on a sudden gasp at his own impulsive admittance. But before he could stutter a save for himself, Skyfire grinned brightly, stood back up and said,

“Great! It’s a date then. I’ll go lock up my lab and wait for you to get done here.” Just as he reached the door, the same time Starscream was having a processor meltdown over the term ‘date’ having been used so nonchalantly, he turned and smiled impishly. “Oh and Star…”

“Yeah…?” The Seeker asked cautiously.

“You’re a talented artist. I’ve never looked better.” He winked a sky blue optic and quickly retreated from the room as Starscream’s temper erupted.

“You peeked! You total cheat! It’s not done yet. You’re buying me two rounds for that! Sheesh.”

[imaginespazzi]

Not to worry bestie! I always enjoy visiting Resend included below in quotes.

So glad youre on board to rant on this lol. Jesus, years of drone spying at major tourneys? Such brazen cheating, its absolutely mad stuff!! Part of me is glad they got caught doing it on the Kiwis simply because yeah that a pretty embarrassing side to be found going ops on. Ive always haaated Canada WNT so honestly right now w all their players Im the ~I'm supposed to feel sorry for that bitch? I don't!~ meme. Yes, do fuck off Korbin Albert! Also Emma Hayes, though I'll refrain from getting into my gripes w her for now. And Trin & Mal youre both stellar and gorgeous, but Im side eyeing w your politics.

One more fic thought - I love how true Stephie is as a mini Azzi in the sense that she runs shit in her entire world, because thats Princess IRL. But as someone who finds big brown eyes to be their biggest weakness, I totally get it 😅

“ Well hey bestie! Things good?

Ok so what if I told you I had to fly through there again in a little under two weeks? God/whoever help me ha. (And swear DFW just happens to be the best major connection for me traveling NW 🙈).

Ahh so glad youve seen SPRINT and enjoyed it too. I like to think my taste is great when it comes to sports docs. Counting down the days til the Opening ceremony etc!! USA lol

Dont know much about my twinner, but certain that I love the character 😅

Hey read Ch 3 and its wonderful (per usual)! Love when flashbacks tie back into/mirror the current moment. Also serious kudos to you for managing to write on a schedule 👏

Alright now. Update-back to our regularly scheduled programming: In short, apparently GA and Liz were at a wedding of one of Brooks daughters. Seen discourse of how there was no posting together or much apparent interaction at the event. Just one large group photo. (Of course who can say for sure just going off social and not being in attendance). But 🥶🫣

Take care! ” -☕️

LMAO well I do feel a little bad for their players, just cause their federation really fucked them over but listen I'mma support your pettiness either way. It's just insane shit honestly like it just keeps getting worse every day.

Oh yeah babes I definitely didn't get this ask so I'm glad you resent it.

My schedule is gonna collapse soon, I can already feel it but I'm so glad you've been liking the fic babes, means a lot ot me <3

OOOOH V-Tech drama, we're going back to our roots! That's so inchresting cause I'd have thought after the podcast, they would at least interact as friends even if they didn't post together but if they were distant (obvi we don't know for sure) that's quite intriguing though I guess it fits the lore.

[bejeweled-wahlberg]

Facts about KOTNB that are now canon

TW: Mentions of Miscarriage

Henry has PTSD from being the Trinatello shipper

Phineas has Generlized Anxiety disorder

Trin Mcintyre had an Eating Disorder(but was able to get help)

Sunny is the only character who hasn’t mentioned their past

Ferb Secretly has a crush on Henry but never told him

Laurie is an abusive mother

JC has a redemption mark

Danny forgives JC but not laurie

Delilah had a miscarriage at the age of 22 in the 1990s (and Jordan was the dad)

Jon…..he’s special

Joey doesn’t like sunny cause she’s a girl

Jordan cheated on his wife with Edalyn(His Highschool crush but was forced to marry Evelyn and almost married delilah)

Delilah didn’t want to have biological children due to the miscarriage, but Donnie did but he didn’t want to loose the baby aswell so they adopted HSM(Henry Summer and Michaela)

Phineas is the only KOTNB Member to have 2 dads

Henry is gay for JC

[naritaren]

The card deets as promised!

OKAY SO I made notes for this yesterday but I'm typing it chaotically on my phone as my brother drives to the show so sorry for typos and rushedness!!

Men's World Title: Shelley is more insecure than ever!!!!!!!

Knockouts World Title: Mickie had to relinquish the title due to injury. Her and Trin are friends from WWE, and they are excited to be opponents for the first time

Mens Tag Titles: The ABC lost the titles a while ago because the Rascalz paid off another team called the Good Hands to interfere. ABC are the babyfaces where as Rascalz have cheated in their past seven matches, if I recall the number correctly.

X Div Title: Sabin is the ten time X Div champ!! Kenta is challenging him for...reasons!!! It's gonna be awesome!!!

Monster's Ball: Okay so this is a match only Impact would do. In kayfabe, the competitors are all locked in separate rooms for 24 hours with no light, no water, and no food. PCO hates Moose, Moose hates everyone, Rhino and Maclin hate each other. Bully may interfere in this match.

Knockouts Tag Titles: kinky murder lesbian champs v two good wrestlers who are for some reason tagging and for some reason have a title shot

Bailey v Ospreay: they are both talented and now they will fight each other

Call Your Shot: Okay so it's the Royal Rumble but only 20 people and intergender and the prize is Money in the Bank but the physical symbol is a trophy

Hell yeah! I have already purchased the PPV so I'm excited to put it on!

[raya-hunter01]

Cruising Love Pt. 2.2

Two Shot Request

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Kayla)

Jimmy Uso x Trin

Roman x Black Female OC! (Robin)

Sefa x Black Female OC! (Cameron)

Montez Ford x Bianca Belair

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut,

Thank you for the request and for trusting me once again @royalkay23

Jey has planned a five-day cruise to the Bahamas and Puerto Rico for his girlfriend Kayla’s birthday. Jey is determined to make sure the trip goes smoothly as he’s enlisted his family and friends to help him plan the perfect wedding proposal.

His plans are in danger of going up in smoke as his toxic ex is also on the cruise and is desperate to rekindle their toxic burning flame.

Will Jey give in, or will he stand strong in his love and devotion to Kayla and leave the past in the past?

Regen Seven Seas Cruise

Nassau, Bahamas

Kayla’s POV

Last night was a pure disaster and after the dinner from hell, Jey and I spent the night in silence. I slept in the bed, and he took the couch, and I made a point to haul ass early this morning before he even woke up.

Now my new problem of the day is sitting in front of me. Colton showed up and is trying to convince me to hang out with him on the island today.

“Are you sure I can’t take you out? I heard there is some good restaurants, we could even do a walk on the beach,” he said with a hopeful smile.

 “Look, I have a great boyfriend, even though he does stupid shit sometimes so no that won’t be happening. Plus, I don’t want to have to attend your burial at sea if he sees me with you,” I said honestly as Colton seemed unfazed.

“You really love him, don’t you?”

“Yea, I do and I ain’t the cheating kind. If I’m with someone, I’m with them, and that’s the beginning, middle and end of it,” I said making sure he understood.

 Suddenly, feeling eyes on me, I looked up and saw the girls.  I waved them over, my smile instantly dropping mid-wave as I saw Jey standing beside them and he didn’t look pleased.

“I think you need to go, Colton,” I said trying to avoid a confrontation because if looks could kill, Colton would be dead right now.

Great, this is all I need him acting a fuckin’ fool.

“Girl, we been looking all over for you,” Trin said as I smiled.  “Yea, we missed you at breakfast, I thought maybe you had gone to explore the island alone,” Cameron said as I shook my head at Jey mean mugging Colton.

“Nah, not yet anyway, I wanted ya’ll to spend some time with your husbands. It’s your vacation too, and ya’ll have babysat me enough,” I said as Colton seemed unfazed by Jey’s attempt to intimidate him.

“We are going on the island in a bit for all of that,” Robin said as Jey cleared his throat.

“Bae, check your phone,” he said as I picked it up wondering why, but instantly cringed reading the messages he had apparently sent after seeing Colton sitting with me.

“I guess I still had it on silent from last night, so much was going on.”

“Sometimes that happens, and it’s ok to take some time for yourself when that happens,” Colton said as Jey scoffed.

“Aye, didn’t I tell you last night to stay away,” Jey said as Colton smiled. “Yea, you did but I hated to see such a beautiful woman eating lunch by herself.”

“Ah, hell,” Bianca whispered as Jey smirked. “She isn’t alone, she came on this trip with seven other people. Your type of company ain’t needed,” Jey said sitting down beside me.

 “Well, she’s a really beautiful woman Jey. I mean any man would love to be in her presence,” Colton said as Jey took my hand in his as I sighed.  Great, let the pissing contest begin….

“Yes, Kayla is a very beautiful, so I don’t blame you, but she’s my woman. Yea, all this mine and you ain’t her type anyway,” Jey said gesturing to me while locked in an intense stare down with Colton as I looked on in disbelief.

“I was just keeping her company, she looked like she had a lot on her mind. I really meant no harm but what you mean I ain’t her type?” Colton asked as Jey looked at me.

“Like I said, you ain’t her type….. Kayla likes grown men.”

“Don’t do this,” I whispered as Jey pulled my chair closer to his, staking his claim. I should be pissed off, but I’m kinda turned on by the exchange.

“Kayla, I’m just telling him what the deal is. You like grown men, don’t you?” Jey asked as I gulped truly speechless as the girls sat down.

  “Let me clock this tea,” Bianca whispered as Colton smirked.

“I am a grown man Jey, so I’m trying to figure out how I ain’t her type,” Colton said as Jey smirked at me, refusing to even look at him.

“Maybe, but Kayla likes grown ass men that know how to lay dat pipe, and I don’t see you being that type?” he said staring at me intently, almost daring me to say he’s lying.

“Oh, my goodness,” Robin said as I squirmed in my seat not believing he said that no matter how true it was.

“Damn you,” I mumbled as he licked his lips. His passionate, possessive gaze held me captive as he caressed my thigh.

“You ok, princess?” Jey asked as I cleared my throat and nodded. I was unsure of what to say as he continued to talk to Colton while staring intentionally at me.

“Now Colton, you enjoy the rest of your trip, and don’t let me catch you around Kayla again. She’s taken, now if I have to tell you again….I’mma have to get you,”” Jey warned as I gulped.

“Damn, he layin’ down the law up in this bitch.  Pick up yo’ jaw off the ground Kayla, you heard the man,” Cameron whispered as Trin snickered, giving her a high-five.

I remained neutral, but inside I was screaming. I wanted to fuck him right now on this deck for the world to see.

I felt the walls I had built up slowly start to crumble as I got lost in his eyes and I felt overwhelmed and tired.

We needed to squash this shit because I truly did miss him.

“I guess I’ll take the hint and leave. Ya’ll enjoy the rest of your trip,” Colton said getting up as I finally looked at him and nodded.

“It was nice to meet you, Colton,” I said as he smiled. “Likewise, Kayla,” he whispered before walking away as I shook my head at Jey’s antics.

“Damn, did you really just have to put it out there like that?” I asked as his hand continued to caress my thigh as he ignored my question.

“Ugh, Jey, are you gon’ to stay and eat with us?” Robin asked as Jey finally removed his hand from my thigh, grasping my hand in his.

“Nah, I’ll let ya’ll ladies talk, I’m bout to go back to the room and grab a nap. I really hope we can go out tonight, Kay,” Jey said gently kissing my hand before getting up and leaving.

As soon as he was out of sight Bianca reached over and punched me in the shoulder. “Ow! That fuckin’ hurt,” I moaned still feeling a little sore from last night.

 “It was supposed to, now gon’ squash this shit and talk to your man.”

“Yea, we only got a few days left before we back to our busy schedules. Do you really want to spend the rest of this trip mad,” Robin said as I shook my head truly tired, especially after last night.  

“No, I don’t and if ya’ll would have given me a minute, I would have told you I was going to talk to him sometime today.”

“Well, no time like the present so go on,” Cameron said as took one last sip of my drink before l left them.

I took the stairs, wanting a few minutes alone to get myself together. Lost in my thoughts, I got confused as to which floor I was on, so I quickly got off the stairwell and went in search of an elevator.

The last thing I wanted was to be lost on this big ass ship. Rounding the corner, I saw Jey and Danielle engrossed in an intense conversation, so I quietly ducked back around the corner before either of them saw me. 

“Daniell, this ain’t gon’ happen, so why you keep following me?” Jey asked, trying to get leave as Danielle tried to block his path.

“Yes, it can…Just dump her and let’s start over.”

“Why would I do that? Kayla is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I love her,” Jey said without hesitation as I smiled.

“Well, what was the other night?”

“Truthfully, a desperate ex trying to fuck up the one good thing in my life.” Danielle frowned, looking offended as Jey seemed just over the conversation in general.

“Why are you looking like that, you wanted honesty, right? The truth is I tried to give you the benefit of the doubt and not hurt your feelings. When I saw you, I should have left right then.”

“You don’t mean that, you love me. Your actions screamed it.”

“Danielle, I told you I had someone, I told you I love Kay. I stopped you from kissing me. How did any of my actions that night scream that I loved you?”

“Jey, let’s stop with these games and let’s be real.  What can you do for a woman like Kayla? You don’t even come close to being in her league.”

“There’s the old Danielle, I wondered when she was gon’ show up and start spewing bullshit.”

“It ain’t bullshit, and you know it Jey,” Danielle said with a smirk. Oh, this bitch was really a piece of work. I can’t imagine what hell he went through in that relationship.

“You know what? I may not deserve Kayla, but I love her, and I know she loves me. Like really loves me Danielle, not my money, but me.”

“So, do I Jey, look at all we’ve been through. You know that I haven’t stopped loving you,” she cried as Jey shook his head.

“What we had wasn’t love, it was toxic as fuck. It was you spending my money, stealing from me and manipulating me. What I have with Kayla is real, and I ain’t letting her go, so just leave and miss me with that toxic shit.”

“Yea, I ain’t going nowhere bitch,” I muttered wanting to do nothing more than to go over and kick her ass again, but I knew Jey needed to face this alone.

“Oh, so I’m toxic because I love you!” Danielle cried as Jey looked at her shaking his head.

“Danielle, all the shit you put me through had me wondering if I was even capable of being in a normal relationship with somebody. You truly had fucked me up, had me thinking something was wrong with me, when it was you,” Jey said unwavering and strong as listened intently to him speak his truth.

“Well let me guess, through it all Ms. Perfect helped you, huh,” Dainelle said sarcastically wiping her tears as Jey seemed even more unfazed.

“Yea, she did, and I know that probably pisses you off, but Kayla put me back together again after you broke me. Kayla motivated me to be a better man. Kayla did that, not you,” Jey said as Danielle began pacing.

“Jey, how can you say those things to me, like what we had didn’t matter?” she whispered, as Jey ignored her and continued to talk as my heart swelled with each word.

 “Kayla has stood by my side, always had has back and loved me through all the shit I went through. So, when I say I love her, I mean that shit with everything in me, and ain’t nobody takin’ that away from me."

“So, what you sayin’ Jey?” Danielle asked, her voice cracking as Jey walked closer to her.

“I’m sayin’ the same thing I’ve said for the last four years, it’s over between us Danielle. Stay away from Kayla, me, and my family or it’s going to be a problem.”

“How can you say that to me after all we’ve been through?” Danielle cried as Jey rubbed his hand over his face.

“Danielle, it ain’t working, you can turn off the tears,” Jey said as a frustrated scream left her lips as she dabbed at her eyes. “Fakin’ ass bitch,” I muttered to myself as Jey shook his head.

“Damn, I’m fucking up my makeup and I’m losing my touch,” she said now wiping her tears as Jey scoffed.

“Danielle, have a nice life and don’t ever contact me again.” The elevator suddenly dinged alerting them that the doors were about to open.

“I’mma take the stairs, the last thing I need is to be seen with you and more fuckin’ chaos happens. Stay away from my family or I won’t stop Kayla the next time,” Jey said before walking away from a screeching Dainelle.

“You can’t just do this Jey, this is me! Come back and let’s talk!” Danielle cried as I felt the need to make my presence known.

“Hey, Dainelle,” I said casually walking into her peripheral.

“Ugh, what do you want? Look, if you touch me, I’ll call security.” She panicked as I waved her off.  

“Girl, I ain’t gon’ hurt you, but it is amazing what a good ass whooping will do to a person. Nice eye by the way,” I said seeing the slight swelling around her left eye.

 “Yea, it ain’t everyday a crazy bitch attacks me. You were out of control,” she said as I laughed.

“Nah, I wasn’t out of control. I just wanted to give you a preview of what happens when you fuck with me and the people I love,” I said as she frowned.

“Look, you just missed Jey, and he just read me the riot act. I know to stay away from your little group,” she said as I nodded.

 “Oh, well that’s good, I guess I have nothing else to say,” I said walking towards the elevator as she scoffed.

“Oh, and if I were you, I’d stay away from the railings on the deck.”

“Uh, why is that, Kayla?” she asked with an attitude as I looked back at her and smirked.

 “After all the things you’ve done to Jey, I might be tempted to throw yo’ ass overboard if I see you, but that’s neither here nor there,” I said as she folded her arms over her chest.

“I said I get it alright-” Dainelle started as I cut her off. “I wasn’t finished, I also wanted to make sure that you are clear on where things stand with you and Jey. You’re his past, and I am his present and future. Stay outta my way or I will have no problem finishing what I started last night,” I said calmly, making sure she knew I wasn’t playin’ no games with her ass.

“Yea, we’re crystal clear,” she said with a frown etched on her face as I nodded hitting the button on the elevator.

“I’m glad we could talk this through like grown women and come to an understanding. Enjoy the rest of your trip Dainelle and remember my advice,” I said stepping onto the elevator before meeting her cold stare once again.

Yea she was crazy but the bitch ain’t stupid.

Without another word, I watched her storm off as the elevator doors closed.

“Crazy bitch.”

Jey’s POV

I wandered around the ship, for about an hour trying to calm myself down. I refused to take any anger into the suite Kayla, and I shared. I was done giving Danielle and my past power over me.

I had a proposal to get ready for but first I needed to apologize to Kayla.

She was more than right; I should have walked away when I saw her. Then she really got my ass where it hurt last night, and I definitely see her point the more I thought about it.

 I needed to know how she felt and didn’t like it at all.

“A’ight you need to fix this shit, you know you can’t live without this woman. Get a nap, regroup, and find her.”

Opening the door, I sighed in relief, seeing Kayla dressed in one of my shirts, looking through her clothes hanging up in the closet.

“Hey, when did you get back, is everything ok?” I asked as she paused, a sad smile adoring her beautiful face. “I’m fine, I got back bout an hour ago. I realized I hadn’t taken out what I was going to wear for my birthday dinner tomorrow. Plus, I need a nap before we hit the island,” she whispered as I sat on the bed watching her, aching to touch her.

Wait, did she just agree to go out with me on the island?

“Can you wear the dress I got you tomorrow; I want to see you in it.”

 I thought that would get the conversation started but Kayla just silently complied pulling it out and hanging it on the hook by the mirror.

I didn’t know where to even begin, but I knew I couldn’t take much more of this as she moved around the room.

“Kay, I can’t take another day of us being like this. “I miss you,” I whispered grasping her hand stopping her in her tracks as she looked at me with tears in her eyes.

The silence killing me I caressed her hand, nervously biting my lip. “Talk to me Kay,” I pleaded. “I miss you too,” she whispered, as I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

 “Come here baby,” I whispered pulling her gently onto my lap, caressing her face as a few tears escaped her eyes. “You hurt me.”

Those three powerful words breaking my heart. “I’m so sorry baby, I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I whispered wiping her tears as she sighed.

“I know you didn’t,” her beautiful voice said as I held her close. I wasn’t going to let her go without a fight. This was going to be my wife.

Island cove

Bianca’s POV

“Ok, I need the speakers over here and out of view,” I said trying to picture the setup in my mind.

“Man, is Kayla gon’ even go for this while we doin’ all this stuff Jimmy, said as Montez slapped him on the back of the head.

“Aye, stop damn hittin’ me,” Jimmy hissed as I laughed. “Stop sayin’ stupid shit then,” Montez said as Jimmy rolled his eyes.

“I have you know she’s with Jey now, so there,” Robin said as Sefa smiled putting his chairs down.

 “Thank God, maybe this trip can get back on track. No more exes, or fights, just us all having fun before we gotta head back on the road.”

“Don’t forget an awesome proposal, decorated and planned by yours truly. Eww, I don’t like the color of that chair.”

“Well, it’s gon’ have to do because it’s all the folks had,” Sefa said as I sighed.

“It will be fine once we put out the rest of the decorations and I’m ready for tomorrow. I want to see what you’ve come up with because you been holding out on me,” Trin said as I shrugged my shoulders.

 “You will tomorrow because I need your help,” I said as she rolled her eyes.

Everything looked beautiful and didn’t take long, it was simple and romantic. Now with the mood was set, we just need Jey and Kayla on the same page so they could enjoy the cute beach dinner we had set up for them.

The owner also said, he has closed this part off to the public so they will get some needed alone time, so everything was falling into place.

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Jey and Kayla’s suite

I didn’t know what to say, especially after witnessing his blow up with Dainelle. Jey had said all that was needed, and I knew where he stood. I also knew we were going to have to talk, but not right now. I needed him and I was tired of fighting it.

We were supposed to be napping, but my mind ain’t on sleeping, especially with him nestled between my leg caressing my hips.

“What are you thinking about beautiful?” Jey asked, as I bit back a moan as he kissed my neck.

“I know we both need a nap, but I was thinking about not sleeping in this bed right now,” I said as he looked up at me with a sly smile.

These past few days forgotten as we released our inhibitions, our lips crashing against one another in desperation.

Our kisses becoming deeper as we yearned for each other, only forcing ourselves to part so we could catch our breaths.

I just want this feeling to last

I'll bet, I'll beg for you to face it

Fears, they change like the weather

Close my eyes, find forever

Gotta be nice on the other side, other side

“I need you; I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he groaned as I moaned, helping him out of his sweats. My heart beating wildly against my chest.

“I need you too, it’s ok- shit!” I gasped as clinging to him as we became one again.

 “Fuck, I missed you, did you miss me?” Jey asked, our lips entangled in a rough sensual kiss. “Yes, I missed you so much.”   

“You were made just for me.”

“Babe….Faster, please, I need it.”

“Who’s making you feel like this? Tell me?” he demanded as he tortuously slow thrusted deeper as I yelped in surprise. “Jey! Shit!”

“Yea, dats it…Tell the neighbors Daddy’s name like a good girl. Scream dat shit,” Jey commanded.

“Babe!” I screamed clawing at his back as he winced against my lips. “Nuh uh, say my name,” he demanded, masterfully lifting up slightly and grabbing one of my legs, laying it across the other as I groaned at the new position of laying on my side never stopping his powerful strokes.

“Oouu babe, Jey,” I whined, struggling to catch my breath as he groaned, biting his lower lip watching me.  

“Breathe baby, you can do it,” he whispered coaching me through the new sensation as I moaned welcoming the pleasure.

 “Yea, that’s it….Take dat shit, Mmhm.”

 “Fuck!” I exclaimed, unable to keep my eyes open from the intense pleasure.

“Watch me beautiful,” he whispered as willed my eyes to open to watch him.

Don't let it go

Shallow breathing, fade away

I think it's a good time

To fade away

“Yes, watch daddy cause’ he loves watchin’ you. Fuck, you look so gorgeous,” he praised as I moaned in appreciation, caressing his chest.

“Stop holding back, I know you wanna scream. I’m real deep up in dat pussy hittin’ dat shit from the side ain’t I ?” he panted snapping his hips forward, going even deeper.

“Fuck you! Mm, Baby!”

 “Nah, it ain’t fuck me…. It’s I’m fuckin’ you, and I’m doin it real good, ain’t I?” He moaned wiping the sweat from his brow.

“Jey! Jey! Mmm, not yet. Shit, baby, slow down,” I moaned feeling warm all over, that familiar flush washing over me. My senses heightened as he watched me through hooded eyes, never stopping as I tried to cover my face with my hands. It was all too much and I was fighting it.

“Nah, stop hidin’ from Daddy. I told you that I wanna see you,” he moaned caressing my face as I trembled, truly not knowing what to do with myself as I clawed at his arms.  This position had me fucked up in more ways than one.

Please don't push me, I'm on the edge

I don't care too much, but you want it, baby

Let's go through it together

“And ain’t no stoppin’ cause’ I know you close. So, stop runnin’ from dis nut and get dat shit. You know you want it, and you know I’mma always give it to you,” he moaned as I relaxed grasping him by his Cuban link, pulling him closer.

My body welcomed him as we both gasped in surprise as he filled me to the hilt.

 “Uhhh huh, yea, that’s it, baby.  Let daddy all the way in so he can give you every inch of dis dick,” he moaned, slapping my ass as I whimpered, biting my lower lip in concentration, meeting his thrusts.

Maybe it's just peace of mind that we're tryna find

“Mmhm, give it all to me daddy!” I screamed finally not caring who heard me as he moaned smacking my ass again.

 Each second becoming more intense as we continued to watch each other, our eyes glazed over in pleasure and passion as we climbed higher and higher together.  

Jey’s POV

“Yea, be a good girl for Daddy and just let go,” I whispered anxiously knowing at any minute she was going to give me what I wanted.

“You want me to squirt all on dat dick don’t you?” she gasped as her pussy pulsed around me as she clawed at my chest.

“Hell yea, Daddy got her good and sloppy wet. Fuck! You know how I love dat shit, now stop playin’,” I groaned as Kayla shook her head in defiance.

“You want it……Then take it,” Kayla moaned as I growled, her innocent smile driving me crazy. “Mmm, what you say baby?” I asked knowing what I heard, I just wanted her to say it again.

“I didn’t stutter…..Make me give it to you,” Kayla gasped as I grabbed her by the throat, slightly tightening my grip as she moaned in pleasure.

“You ain’t said nothin’ but a word,” I groaned as she took my strong deep strokes like a champ.

Her pussy engulfing me as I went deeper, the sounds of her wetness was music to my ears.

“Yes…. Yes,” Kayla moaned as I felt my own ending near, but I was on a mission, this was all about her.

Don't let it go

Shallow breathing, fade away

I think it's a good time

To fade away

“Oh, you like dat shit don’t you? You like me chokin’ you, huh?” I whispered, claiming her lips in rough passionate kiss. The sound of her wetness and our moans of pleasure filled the room.

“Yes! You know I love it, now make your pussy cum,” Kayla moaned against my lips as I growled, gripping the headboard with one hand, the other still locked firmly around her throat as she screamed in pleasure.

“That’s it, scream for Daddy, I want everybody to hear you.  Tell’em again who’s pussy this is, and you betta scream dat shit.”

“Jey! It’s all yours, fuck!”

“It’s my what? I didn’t hear you baby,” I moaned, never stopping my deep strokes as she trembled in my arms.  

“Pussy! It’s your pussy!” she cried as I growled in satisfaction.

 “Mmhm, damn right, it’s my pussy…. Every inch of you belongs to me and can’t nobody else have you,” I declared as she purred at my words.

“Your mine too,” Kayla she gasped, our lips dangerously close. “I’m only yours, never forget that,” I moaned swallowing her screams as we came together.

 Her essence soaking the sheets we surrendered. Totally spent, fighting to regulate our breathing and regain our senses.

It was always that way, we were always in our own world when we were together and I loved it, I just loved Kayla.

“I love you,” I whispered claiming her lips once again as she sighed in contentment. “I love you too.”

Yea, this is where I belonged, and nothing would ever change that…

More money, more thrills

More satisfied

More pleasure, more pain

Wanna feel inside

Don't let it go

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Island Cove

Kayla’s POV

“Ok, turn on the music Tez,” I heard Bianca whispered as I smiled. They really were working overtime to make sure we had a good time.  

“Girl, go spend some time with your husband!” I yelled as she laughed.

“We did our dinner earlier thank you very much, now we bout to head back to the ship if you get my drift,” she said coming into view as I gave her a hug.

“Oh, ya’ll gonna go do it,” I said laughing as Montez gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“You so messy,” he whispered as I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m just calling it how I see it,” I said as Jey shook his head.

“Girl, goodnight I’ll see ya’ll in the morning,” Bianca said as Montez reached over and shook Jey’s hand. “Guy’s brunch in the morning?”

“Yeet…”

“Damn, I thought we left that in the states,” Bianca said hugging Jey as he smiled.

“Thanks for everything, sis,” he whispered as she nodded. “It was my pleasure, expect a call early in the morning.”

“What are ya’ll up to now?” I asked as Bianca waved me off. “You’ll see tomorrow, have fun,” she said leaving in a hurry with Montez in tow.

“Aye, stop worrying about tomorrow, let’s enjoy this moment,” Jey said taking me in his arms.

“Ya’ll ain’t slick, but I’mma let it slide for now,” I said he chuckled spinning me around as I laughed.

 “Thank you, now did you have fun tonight?” he asked, caressing my back.

Don't wanna make a scene

I really don't care if people stare at us

Sometimes I think I'm dreamin'

I pinch myself

Just to see if I'm awake or not

 “I really did, dinner was amazing and everything is so beautiful. You have been outdoing yourself Mr. Fatu,” I said as we danced.

“Hey, I wanted everything to be perfect because you deserve it.”

“Everything has been perfect despite everything,” I said as he smiled.

“I can’t lose you; I love you too much,” Jey said as I stared at him in confusion. “Hey, I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere,” I reassured him.

Is it real?

What I feel

Could it be? You and me

'Til the end of time

Never part

Take my heart

Hold it tight, it's true love

You know I gotta be

“You know when I met you, I closed myself off because I had gone through a lot of shit. I didn’t believe you could love somebody like me, but you did,” he said as I smiled.

“Jey, we don’t have to talk about it now-” I started as he kissed me gently on the lips.

“I know, I just wanted to let you know that my past is just that…The past and I will never let that touch us again,” he said as I fought back tears. “I know you won’t, I trust you.”

I gotta be the one you touch

And baby, I gotta be the one you love (I'm telling you that)

I gotta be the one you feel

And I gotta be the one to fill your life with sunshine

 “My biggest fear is you waking up one day and thinkin’ you wasted your life wit me. I know the life ain’t ideal, I’m gone a lot. I uproot you sometimes from your job because I miss you and I bombard you with facetime calls-” he said as I chuckled in amusement.

I gotta be the one you know

'Cause I will always love you so (I'm loving you, girl)

I gotta be the one you need

I'm just telling you that I gotta be

“It's never wasted time; I love to visit you on the road because I miss you just as much.  I wait up for your calls because I want to hear your voice and hear about how the show went,” I said as he smiled. “Really,” he whispered as I nodded.

“Yea, really…..I love keeping you company on Facetime as you drive to the next city because I want to make sure you get there safe and hearing your voice helps me rest easy.”

“Man, how did I get so fuckin’ lucky, he whispered, hugging me close and placing a gentle kiss on the shoulder.

 “We both got lucky, and don’t even get me started on the mind-blowing facetime sex sessions,” I said trying to lighten the mood as he laughed.

“Hell yea, that gets me through them lonely nights. Best damn invention ever,” he said pushing my hair behind my ear as I blushed.

You make me whole, you make me right

Don't ever wanna think about you leaving my life

You make me whole, you make me right

Don't ever wanna think about you leaving my life.

“We’re going to be just fine,” I reassured him with a kiss. “Yea, we are, because you stuck wit my ass now.”

“Promises, promises,” I whispered, sighing hearing the ship’s horn blaring, letting us know we were pulling out in two hours.

“I guess that’s the sign to head back to the ship,” I said as Jey nodded taking my hand in his as we began our journey back.

Jey’s POV

“I have to tell you something and I don’t want you to flip,” I said putting my arm around my shoulder as she wrapped her arms around my waist as we walked back.

“I’m not going to flip; I may actually surprise you.”

“Danielle followed me today after I left ya’ll on the deck,” I blurted out, relieved I said it.  I didn’t want any secrets between us. I waited for the blow up, but I was met with a small smile.

“I know, I actually ran into you guys, but you didn’t see me. After you left, her and I came to an understanding.” 

Sighing, I paused, rubbing my hand nervously over my beard as Kayla turned to face me.

“Kay,I didn’t need you hearing that shit, or having to deal with her.  It’s just a fuckin’ mess-”

“Hey, it’s ok, I’m just glad you got a chance to get that stuff off of your chest. Besides we are in this together, aren’t we?”

I searched her face for any signs of discomfort in the conversation, after seeing none, I continued.

 “Yea, we’re in this together,” I said as she caressed my beard lovingly.

She doesn’t know but I kept the grey in it because I know she secretly loves it.

“You needed that closure, and I’m happy you got it,” she said letting me know she wasn’t trippin’ over it.

That seemed to put my mind at ease as I saw Sefa and Cameron walking towards us.

“Aye, I heard from the place in Puerto Rico. Everything is a go for tomorrow,” Sefa said as I smiled.

“Good looking out, Uce.”

“Ok, now that’s twice tonight, but I ain’t gon’ even ask.”

“Good, cause’ I ain’t tellin’, just know I got this,” I said as she smiled.

The damn line was long to get back on the ship, so it was a good thing we came back when we did.

I felt nervous and excited watching Kayla and Cameron taking pictures.

By morning we would be in Puerto Rico and by tomorrow evening Kayla will be my fiancé.

Yep, this trip was finally back on track, and I am determined to keep it that way.

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All Falls Down - Chapter 10 Part II

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TRIGGER WARNING; HOSPITAL SETTING, MENTION OF CHARACTER BEING HOSPITALIZED, CHILD LOSS - INFANT CHILD LOSS MENTION OF THE R WORD

“I fucked up Jon..” Josh whispered over the phone, tears spilling down his cheeks. “I fucked up so bad” 

“What you mean you fucked up?” Jon asked in a harsh tone before letting out a sigh.  “Never mind we’ll talk about that later, don’t none of that shit matters right now Uce,” Jon paused and let out a breath of air. “Yana’s in the hospital Josh. Ms. Imani found her passed out in yall house earlier.” 

“What” Josh whispered after a minute of silence, his heart beating profusely in his chest. “Whatchu’ talkin bout Uce?” 

“Yo deaf or somethin’?” Jon asked, already irritated with his twin.  “Just getcho’ ass back to Pensacola now!” Jon hurriedly hung up on Josh as the door to Kiyana’s hospital room opened and Trinity walked out. 

“That was Josh?” Jon nodded and laced his fingers with his wife’s, placing a kiss on the back of her hand. 

“Yeah, said he missed his flight, tryna get another one now.” Jon lied, trying to keep his face neutral because Trin always knew when he was lying. 

“Jon -” Trinity started but then stopped herself and shook her head. “I know you lying.” She said glaring at him. “He better had a good explanation when he gets here.”

Hospital.. Kiyana’s in the hospital. Josh rushed into the bathroom of Shanté’s hotel room and threw up everything he drank and ate last night. He was sick to his stomach, his wife was in the hospital and he had cheated on her. He walked out of the bathroom, all his belongings before walking, panicking when he realized he was missing an important piece of jewelry. 

“Don’t forget this..” He felt like he needed to go throw up again as Shanté sauntered over with his wedding ring. 

“You gonna take that off?” She asked, her eyes fixated on his wedding ring as he pulled his shirt over his head, 

“You want me too?” She nodded and he shrugged, sliding the ring of his finger and placing it on the nightstand before covering his body with hers, his lips meeting hers in a steamy kiss. 

Josh blinks the memory away and leaves the room without saying another word to Shanté. He was lucky to find a flight to Pensacola on such short notice. The whole plane ride all he could think about was Kiyana and how he was going to tell her about his infidelity. He figured he should wait until after she had the baby, but he didn’t want to hide anything from her. 

Josh walked into Kiyana’s hospital room, feeling everyone’s eyes on him. He took a deep breath and walked over to Kiyana’s bedside placing a soft kiss on her forehead. He looked over to his mom who was glaring at him, he opened his mouth but she shook her head and motioned for him to follow her as she stormed out of the room. 

“What the hell son? I’ve called you like one hundred fuckin’ times!”  Josh’s eyes widened at his mothers use of a curse word. She was fuming. Josh could count on one hand how many times she had used a curse word in his 38 years on this earth. 

“Ma’ I missed my -” She cut him off with a loud suck of her teeth. 

“I don’t wanna hear that shit Joshua! Your flight was last night after the show. How did you miss it? Matter of fact, how did you miss all the phone calls? And don’t say your phone was on silent either because I know damn well your ringer is always on because of Kiyana.” She finished with a glare that shook him to his core. 

“I turned my ringer off because me and Key were fighting.” His mom’s jaw dropped open. “I know it was wrong and childish but she was ignoring me mom. I already feel like shi- I feel bad about it ” Talisua reached up and slapped him on the back of his head. 

“You’re just like your damn father. The one time your wife needed you and you were too childish to answer the damn phone.” she muttered, before turning around and walking back into the hospital room. 

With their mom  and Ms Imani distracted by the doctors, Jon grabbed Josh’s arm and dragged him out of the hospital room and down the hallway a bit so they could have some privacy. “Damn Uce, hold on.” Josh said as he was literally dragged down the hall by his twin brother. 

Once they were far away from having anyone hear them Jon pushed Josh against the wall and glared at him. “What the fuck did you do.” Josh sucked his teeth and sighed, crossing his arms over his chest and he looked away from his brother. 

“You called me saying you fucked up and if I know you, you did some fuck shit and it envolves your marriage.”  Josh bit the inside of his cheek and nodded. He needed to tell somebody and if he wasn’t ready to tell Kiyana, he needed to tell Jon. 

“I cheated.” Josh took a deep breath and waited for the blow to come. Jon treated Kiyana like a sister, just like how Josh treated Trin. Everytime Josh fucked up Jon was on Kiyana’s side and this time would be no different. 

“Are you retarted or something?” Jon asked, eyes blazing with anger, if Josh looked close enough he could probably see the smoke coming from his ears. “With who? Joshua?” 

“Shanté” 

“Yeah, you dumb.” Jon pushed Josh against the wall, ratling the pictures. “You so fuckin’ stupid. I told ya’ dumbass to stop even entertaining her and now look.” Jon sighed and rubbed his temples. “You gotta tell Kiyana.” Josh nodded.

“I know, I feel so bad, Uce.” 

“As you should” Jon rolled his eyes at his brother before walking back down the hallway and back into the hospital room. 

It had been hours since Kiyana had been admitted to the hospital, and Josh was now getting worried because she had not woken up yet. Even though the doctors said there was nothing to worry about and she had probably passed out from exhaustion, Joshua was still worried. 

“We’re gonna go Josh.” Trin said as she walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Call us if anything changes.” He stood up and gave her a hug. He tried to give Jon a hug but stopped short at the glare on his face. Josh sighed, sitting back down as they walked out of the hospital room, leaving just him and Kiyana. 

“I’m so fucking sorry Kiyana.” He whispered, bringing her limp hand to his mouth, placing a soft kiss on it. “Wake up please.” He looked down at his phone with it dinged with a notification

850-555-1232 :can you please call me it’s shanté <;3 

Josh shook his head and stuffed his phone back into the pocket of his hoodie before placing his head in his hands. He fucked up, big time and he knew once Kiyana found out, she wouldn’t forgive him. 

“Someone important?”  Josh’s head snapped up at the sound of his wife’s voice. “Hey Josh.” She whispered. 

“Key.” He stood up from the chair and hugged her, the best he could with her belly and all the machines and wires in the way, “You had me scared as hell.” He passed her the cup of water that was on the tray when she reached for it. 

“I’m sorry.” She said after she was done drinking. “I was trying to get everything done for my father’s funeral and I think I passed out. All I remember was that I was so tired.” 

“You weren’t sleeping?” She shook her head

“No, I couldn't. I kept thinking about you and my father.” That surprised Josh. 

“You were thinking about me?” 

“Yeah, I didn’t like how mad we were at each other before you went back on the road. It was childish of me to not answer your phone calls and I promise I won’t do it again.” Josh blinked and swallowed hard, he had to tell her. He had to tell Kiyana how he broke his vow to her and fell victim to Shanté’s trap.  

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn’t say them. He wasn’t prepared to deal with the consequences of his actions, not yet. 

“And I’m sorry for hounding you about not stressing yourself out, I could’ve been more considerate towards you and your feelings ,Key.” He finally said feeling like a punk ass bitch for not coming clean to his wife. 

Kiyana smiled. “You know what today is right?” She asked, turning her head to look out the window. “It always rains on her birthday.” 

“Yeah, I uh- I stopped to put some flowers and a balloon out at the cemetery before I came here earlier. I know you do it every year.”  He reached over and gently wiped the tears off her face. “She would’ve been thirteen this year. And probably acting just like you.” They both smiled at the thought of how their eldest child would have been. 

“Nah, I think she would’ve been like you. Quiet, reserved but if someone fucked with her it would be on and poppin’” They both let out laughs and Josh moved off of the chair and sat down on the bed next to her, grabbing both of her hands and squeezing them. 

“That’s why I want you to relax, Key. I don’t want you to have to go through that again. You delivering Khalani and just the look on the doctor’s faces and hearing you scream and cry, holding her little lifeless body  like that shit is embedded up here.” He let go of one of her hands to doink himself in the head. “I don’t want to be sitting with you in a couple years talking about what we think this child could be like. I’m sorry if me telling you to stop stressing upset you but you don’t deserve to go through none of that, we shouldn’t have to go through none of that.” 

Kiyana couldn’t stop her tears even if she tried, just hearing how the stillbirth of their daughter affected him, had her seeing things in a new light. “I promise to stop stressing okay. I know it’s not good for baby boy.”  She reached up to wipe the tears from his face. 

“That's all I ask.” He whispered then leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips feeling even more guilty about his adulterous ways. 

Josh excused himself from the room as the doctors came in to talk with Kiyana. He walked down the hallway far away from her room and called the number Shanté texted him from. “I didn’t think you would call.” 

“I only called to tell you what happened yesterday was a mistake and it ain’t happening again” Jos tried to hang up the phone, but something in him was telling him not to. He needed to hang up, him even calling Shanté was wrong. 

“You still there?” She asked and Josh could hear the smirk. He sighed and dropped his head to his chest. 

“Yeah, I fly into Houston for Raw on Sunday, I’ll send you my hotel info.”  Shanté laughed and blew a kiss into the phone

“See you then.” Josh said nothing as he hung up the phone and slid it into his pocket.. 

“What the fuck did I just do?” He muttered, banging his head against the wall.

hey... again lol

How y'all feeling about this chapter? 🫣

Joshua is literally the worst and I hope this get-back bring him to his KNEES!

so if it's confusing (which i hope it's not) They got married 13 years ago when Kiyana found out she was pregnant for the 1st time, but they had some complications which resulted in a stillbirth. There will be more on this in a later chapter though I promise.

And if it's too triggering for some of you I wholeheartedly apologize, I'm just writing some of my past traumas mixed in this story. ❤️

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Tideturners: The Sidewinder

“Spend enough time in the Mists, and you’re bound to meet the most fascinating people.”

The Sidewinder went by another name, once. She sailed the seas, swindled and cheated, ransacked and pillaged. A pirate’s life was a harsh one-- unforgiving, violent, and usually sodden with salt water. Even among them she was fierce and unrelenting, a bold captain who fought tooth and nail to maintain the confidence of her crew. She made a name for herself, in spite of her rough origins and all the people who didn’t believe she could.

Her name was Mai Trin... But she doesn’t go by that name anymore.

It’s said that there’s many versions of Tyria scattered through the Mists. Countless, even. Sometimes they even clash, fighting for the resources that crop up in the gaps between worlds. Some are better off than others.

Hers is nothing but a memory now, and the origin of an ever-growing shadow that most will never see-- if they’re lucky. Some histories are best left buried.

“We’re the Tideturners, and we won’t be washed away.”

It all began with a simple proposition; a certain sylvari and a certain alliance, and an ill-fated plan to change the world. But this time, something was different.

The Commander of her world wasn’t quite like most. Brutal, relentless, and arguably more dead inside than the corpse minions he commanded. His lack of morals and intense ambition caught Scarlet’s attention, and she decided to invite him aboard the operation. He was an expert in slaying the dragons and their minions, and such insight could be invaluable with the goals she had in mind.

But this proved to be a dreadful miscalculation. Commander Ruju saw no difference between a rebelling dragon minion and a willing one. When the asura recognized seeds of corruption in her mind, he held no mercy.

And with the head cut off the snake, Ruju made his declaration; either what remained of the slain Briar’s alliance would fall in step under him willingly, or their remains would serve him in death. He was an ardent follower of the principles of Oola; necromancy and golemancy were destined to collide, and any who stood in his way would provide the materials to make that dream reality.

Captain Mai Trin recognized then that this wasn’t the Alliance she’d once believed in. The first to have believed her capable of greatness was dead, and Ruju saw them all as nothing more than replaceable cogs in his perpetual war machine. There was no future there, for the Captain or her crew.

Mai took any Aetherblades who were still loyal to her and fled into the Mists.

She’d spend the rest of her life wondering if they could have won when there was still something left of their world to save. Now they’ll never know.

“I spent most of my life making the wrong choices.”

“But if I can still accomplish something worthwhile with whatever time I have left, that’s what I’m going to do. I owe it to all the people who should be here instead of me.”

In the Mists, she and her Aetherblades cut their own path and their own future, far from Ruju’s war against dragons and Tyrians alike. They built a hideaway within turbulent lands where even time itself held no stability, a fortress that they prayed would never be found by the former allies they left behind.

Within the Mists, they thrived by learning to ransack Fractals. Taking from the echoes of realities that could have been, they found every resource they could ever need to survive. Food and water, technology, replacement parts, weapons and armor, raw materials... Whatever they needed, the Fractals would provide.

It was there that Mai would seek out the guidance of a familiar voice; she reached into the shadows, and the echoes answered, whispering. Scarlet Briar became her ally once more, offering advice and frustration in equal measure.

For a long time, it was just them. Mai, her Aetherblades, and the whispers of a mastermind who’d once promised them the path to greatness.

Years came and went, and the war of their world marched on, and on. Its consequences would soon prove unthinkable-- and inescapable. There were some lines not even pirates would cross. But Ruju held no such reservations.

Mai’s echo felt something within their world, a tie that snapped like brittle thread. For the first time, she was told-- begged-- pleaded with-- to return. Never before had the pirate experienced such a pull. Nor could she begin to imagine just what, exactly, had rendered the sylvari so inconceivably distraught.

And so they returned to Tyria for the first time. Airships flickered back into existence from the Mists, materializing over the skies of the Maguuma jungle.

The landscape below them was not the world they knew. Not anymore.

“... Scarlet wanted to change the world, you know. We all did. She inspired people just like Ruju, once. However you feel about that, there were plenty who believed that anything would be better than what they already had.”

“I can’t say it would’ve been, knowing what I know now. But at least she planned on there still being a world by the time she was done, whatever it would’ve become.”

The Grove was nearly unrecognizable. If not for the crumpled remains of the Pale Tree’s vast branches, she might not have realized what it even was.

Tunnels had been torn through the earth, vast caverns that formed what could only be described as a hive. The forest was teeming with massive insectoid beasts that only later would she learn had a name; the chak.

What had once been the sylvari capital city lay in ruins. The Pale Tree was dead. And under the shadow of her fading leaves hid what would, in another world, have been Tyria’s greatest hope. Mai wasn’t sure what drew her eye to that thicket and its glittering occupants, but the moment she laid eyes upon it, she knew she couldn’t just turn away.

So she called over her most loyal crew members, and they descended into the wreckage to seek something far more precious than any gold.

Broken bodies and dented armor littered the forest floor, yet they paid it no heed, cutting through the swaths of chak and stepping past pools of acid to reach their destination. It was there that Mai would be faced with the choice that would change her life-- and the lives of her remaining Aetherblades-- forever.

“... I’m no hero, or freedom fighter, or ‘chosen one’ or anything glamorous like that. I’m just the last line of defense, if you can say that when there’s so little left.”

“I’m the one they call in because everybody else is already dead. I don’t save the day, it’s already too late for that. I just clean up the rubble you so-called ‘heroes’ leave behind, bury the bodies your wars leave to rot on the battlefield, and patch up the few survivors who got caught in the crossfire.”

“Be careful where you toss that title around, ‘Commander.’ It doesn’t mean what you think it does, not around here.”

Hidden in the shrubbery was what remained of the Exalted; they had long since fled Tarir, their home utterly destroyed by a three-way war between Mordremoth’s minions, the chak, and Ruju’s Alliance. Their grand city was no more, and the same fate had befallen so much of the jungle that it even put the pirates on edge. As it turned out, Ruju had injected a mass quantity of highly toxic biochemicals into Mordremoth’s vegetation, but the poison had killed far more than just the dragon.

The dragon wasn’t just connected to the jungle; it was the jungle. And as it coursed through every vine, leaf, and root, it carried its deadly effects throughout the entire region. The chak fed on mass amounts of released ley energy from the killed vegetation, and since the chemical was only lethal to plants, they survived-- and thrived. Their population grew and grew and grew, evolving to utilize this new resource that now dominated their domain.

And as their numbers multiplied and their evolution accelerated... Their domain grew right along with them, undermining the entire landscape all the way into Kessex Hills. The Pale Tree had been a recent casualty; weakened first by an attack from the dragon and then from the poison seeping into her soil, she didn’t stand a chance when the insects reached their doorstep.

Now, with Ruju’s armies on the march across the continent, they had nowhere left to go. Their last shelter was in ruins, and the Exalted’s precious cargo was in jeopardy. It was only then that they would offer the last thing they had to give to the only hope they had left. Mai and her pirates weren’t the ideal alliance, but there was nowhere else left to turn.

Even the sylvari who had brought it to Tarir lay among the dead now. Mai didn’t know her name, back then. But her invocation did-- and whispered it as they looked upon the shining egg that should have been Tyria’s last hope.

‘Oh Caithe. You poor fool. I always knew your devotion would get you killed.’

“... You know, it’s almost funny. Most sailors believe in some kind of superstition, but I never did. If there was any ‘higher power’ out there, it didn’t care about us. We survived because we fought tooth and nail for every scrap. The open sea had no mercy, so neither did we.”

“And then I saw that egg, shining like a beacon in the ruins of a dead city that called to me with its last breath. And I just... Knew. Guess sometimes it takes the end of the world to really put things into perspective, huh?”

The crew was conflicted; some wanted to simply steal the egg and make off with it, but what then? The Exalted would fight to their last armor, and what would they even do with it? It only had value if they could sell it, and who would be its buyer? Certainly not Ruju, and no one else would want it. It was too precious, too powerful, too important to be treated as a mere treasure.

Mai and her invocation came to a joint conclusion-- one of which neither was certain, but both knew was unavoidable. Mai offered the strange, ethereal beings her hand. There was one path forward, and she was going to take it.

An alliance was forged, that day. And that was the day that the Aetherblades were no more. A new name was born, one that would echo through the Mists as it rippled across the fabric of fate-- a reflection of what they would become, and what they were going to do from that moment on.

They would be the Tideturners, one final holdout against impossible odds. And even if they couldn’t save this Tyria from the cataclysm to come, maybe they would still be able to save something else.

“I’m going to tell you a secret: nobody comes to live in the Mists if they have somewhere better to stay. We aren’t the only ones out here, but we all have something in common. We’re all running from something, hoping whatever we find out here will be better than what we’re trying to escape. Most times, it’s hard for it to be worse.”

“The Turnabout isn’t a vacation spot, or a military base, or anything like that. It’s a refuge for people who don’t have anywhere else to go. We don’t ask questions because we all have our secrets, and nobody needs to know who we were before, just who we choose to be now.”

“Those people are dead and gone, and they’re never coming back. We’re just the ghosts they left behind.”

The last of the Exalted were brought into the Mists aboard Aetherships, and settled into the fortress that would one day become known as the Turnabout. Glint’s last egg was safeguarded in the last place it might truly be out of Ruju’s reach, and in return, the Exalted offered their own magical knowledge to upgrade the facility’s defenses.

New weaponry was developed-- unique combinations of their ancient secrets and the steam-powered technology utilized by the Aetherblades. EX-Cannons were designed that would even act as an extension of the Exalted themselves, allowing the armor beings to interface more directly with the fortress’s defenses. And as knowledge of the continued destruction of their world slipped through the cracks, the sentiment began to slowly shift.

Even pirates had standards, morals that were too low even for them. They’d fight and plunder and pillage-- but this wasn’t about wealth or prestige or even survival, not anymore. And the more that Ruju’s army left naught but desolation in its wake, the clearer it became that this was far bigger than any of them.

It was the fall of Balthazar that shook the Mists, and tipped a far different scale than any had anticipated. Elder dragons were falling, one after the other. The fabric of magic was crumbling, and with it, their world, too. Scarlet began to whisper cryptic warnings of the ‘oblivion’ so soon to come.

Everything was about to get much, more worse.

“There’s worse fates than death. I know, I’ve seen my fair share. Corruption is pretty high on the list.”

“I could almost feel sorry for him, even after all this. I don’t know what Ruju is now, but he’s not an asura anymore. I’m not sure you can even call him alive. Whatever that magic did to him, there’s no turning back now.”

“It’s a part of him, and he’s a part of it, even if there’s not enough left of him to realize it for himself.”

Their scouts began to send back reports of a strange, dark substance that twisted even reality itself. It adhered to no laws of logic or physics, bending matter indiscriminately and killing everything that it didn’t consume. It was growing, faster and faster. If allying with the Exalted had been Mai’s turning point, this was the moment that would truly prove her change of heart.

The Tideturners returned to their world, one more, one final time. Their ships arrived to a Tyria ravaged by shadows and broken magic, this time on a mission that would have no happy ending; to get everyone out that would come, before there was nothing left to save at all. If the world had to end, they were going to salvage what little of it that they could. It would be here that Mai would don a mask for the first time, referring to herself as ‘the Sidewinder’ to conceal her identity. Her world would never trust their safety to a cutthroat pirate, but perhaps it could learn to trust a mysterious, unnamed Mists traveler instead.

Many were unwilling. They planned to fight until the end. Some were left behind, others were carried aboard, and a few even tried to fight the pirates themselves.

Captain Kiel was one of the ‘lucky’ few to be knocked out in the conflict and carried aboard; only after awakening would she discover what had happened. She’d spend the rest of her life coming to terms with it, just like so very many others. Eventually she would go on to become the Turnabout’s co-leader ‘Captain K’ alongside the Sidewinder, but that’s another story for another day.

That day would haunt the pirates for as long as they lived, for there were other things, dreadful, monstrous things, watching them with glowing eyes as they departed. The Mists were about to get a whole lot more dangerous...

The Grand High Sovereign didn’t go down with his world. And there were still so many, many other worlds out there for him to explore and dominate.

“We don’t worship the Six here. There’s only Five, and they don’t ask for our unconditional devotion. They know the role they played in our history, and we know it, too. When their people called out, they were silent. They left their worshipers to die until no one was left to pray.”

“They’re gods, but most of us treat them as guides, mentors, and allies. They don’t win our battles for us, and their power won’t turn the tide of war. That’s up to us. But they answer our questions, and offer their advice. They won’t save us, but if we know the right questions to ask, they’ll give us the tools to save ourselves.”

It would be in the years to follow that the Turnabout would change even more than it already had. Many refugees had fled into the Mists of their own accord, and now wandered among the shadows and demons with no direction and no resources. But they did not go unnoticed.

The Five remaining human gods had been watching. They dared not intervene with the god killer directly, but one thing became clear; if they stood by and did nothing, soon what little remained of their Tyria would crumble. Even the Turnabout itself wasn’t enough to keep them safe. Sooner or later something truly horrific would find them, and their last refuge would be wiped away as if it had never existed at all.

Despite their reluctance, Kormir eventually won the other gods over. They didn’t need to fight, but they did need to step in-- even if it wouldn’t be forever. A decision was made, and after far too long, contact was finally re-initiated-- and an offer was made to the survivors who remained.

The Five broke a piece off of their land in the Mists, Xotecha, and offered it as sacred ground for the Turnabout’s final iteration. Gathering the last stragglers, they aided in bringing the remains of their broken world to a safer location; the heart of a massive temporal storm, surrounded on all sides by walls of broken reality that nothing could easily pass.

And finally, they offered knowledge, one last boon that would teach the refugees how to navigate the Mists and its temporal instabilities more safely. Soon the Tideturners understood its intricacies better than any of them ever would have imagined, devising their own specialized suits that could insulate them from even the most severe and debilitating environments.

Eventually these suits would allow for the retrieval of the impossible and improbable, making for some unique new allies that would aid the Tideturners’ Mists excursions even further... But that, too, is a story for another day.

“Jade tech is really something, huh? It holds a magical charge like nothing else I’ve ever seen, even golem power cores can’t compare. It infuses the whole machine’s physical components with power, and you can do some very... Creative things with that kind of energy infusion.”

“That’s the most I can tell you about our systems, but I don’t think you’ll find anything like this outside the Turnabout. ‘ASP’ really is one of a kind.”

As the Turnabout’s population grew, so did its technological advancement and ingenuity. With it came iterations of Cantha’s jade tech, and new methods of energy channeling that entirely changed the way their facility operated. EX-Cannons were upgraded, and new technology allowed the Turnabout to revolutionize its entire interface in an entirely new way.

A new AI system was introduced to run the facility and aid the ever-growing population; ‘ASP,’ short for Automated Security Protocol. The Sidewinder oversaw its development, and became the head of security for the foreseeable future. The snarky, occasionally morbid AI soon proved to be an exceptional help around the Turnabout... With a sinister secret.

In truth, the ‘AI’ was no AI at all, but instead an extension of the Sidewinder’s secretive Scarlet Briar invocation. By directly interfacing her magic with the Turnabout’s jade tech energy conduits, she was able to devise a method of controlling everything remotely-- with Scarlet operating the machinery independently so she could focus on other matters. In order to maintain the connection, a pair of special magitech gauntlets were constructed with unique jade tech receptors that could channel her magic directly into the system, and generate a ‘tablet’ interface for ease of access anywhere.

Some would eventually become suspicious, but the more time passed, the more that the population came to determine that it didn’t make a difference. The AI was doing its job, Sidewinder was proving herself as an effective leader, and the Turnabout was providing for all of its residents with a surprising amount of efficiency.

Against all odds, people came to believe in the Sidewinder and the bold new world she helped to build. And, even if she knew there were plenty of others who would’ve been better suited to this position than her, Mai would fight every day to become the person that the Tideturners believed she was.

She wasn’t a hero, and she didn’t want to be one. But she could be a leader.

This would only be the beginning of their story, though... Ruju’s march would continue soon enough, and the Tideturners’ work will never be done. Not until the Grand High Sovereign and his void-enhanced army is finally laid to rest.

So, where are the Tideturners now..?

"In the taverns of Divinity's Reach, look for someone with a skull and sword tattoo on their upper arm. You'll see just the edge of it. Show them this coin, and tell them; 'I heard you're looking for lost treasure.'"

"They'll ask you; 'I'm always watching for hidden gems. How'd you find this?’ Answer them; 'it washed in on the tide.' They'll know what that means."

There are few groups more secretive than the Tideturners. Most would say they’re just a strange story whispered between Mist travelers, trying to explain shifting shadows in the distance and mysterious markings under rocks. Few outside their ranks have ever seen them, and even fewer knew what they saw.

Just know this; if the Sidewinder is about, the winds of fate are changing... And it’s likely not in your favor. Not because she brings trouble, but because she’s tracking the ones who do... And where Ruju goes, calamity is sure to follow.

So if you start seeing unidentifiable figures lurking on the horizon, and finding their sigil marked under arches, get ready. And if the Sidewinder drops by to share a drink and say hello, never let yourself forget she’s likely there on business. Ask her when the tide is coming in if you want the truth.

Where she comes from, there are no heroes, not anymore. The good ones never make it out alive. If you do, you’ll be the first.

So get ready... Because a storm is coming, and it’s closer than you think.

Additional Background Details and Headcanons:

- Mai adopted the nickname ‘Sidewinder’ due to its snake theming; I headcanon her to be of mixed Luxon (Serpent clan) and Elonian (Corsair) background, which in turn was why her ancestors weren’t living in Cantha; they left due to persecution from the Ministry of Purity, with her being the first to return after several generations of piracy on the fringes of Tyria. Likewise, Scarlet’s ‘AI’ persona was named ASP to match up with the snake theme.

- While the Sidewinder isn’t Aurene’s first choice as a Champion for various reasons, under certain circumstances she could, potentially, become the young dragon’s caretaker. However, the egg has not hatched as of yet; due to the differences during the time of Heart of Thorns, she didn’t gain as much magic from Mordremoth’s death and as such, hasn’t absorbed enough energy.

- In the significant amount of time spent separated from Mordremoth, ASP has effectively been ‘rehabilitated.’ While she often still makes snarky remarks and has a notably morbid sense of humor, she doesn’t act on her more violent impulses anymore and is actually highly defensive of her new home. Both she and the Sidewinder defend the Turnabout ferociously. Additionally, most Turnabout residents have become familiar with her since she often speaks through the intercoms and offers assistance for a variety of tasks.

- Most characters aren’t aware that the Sidewinder is Mai; those who do are mainly Captain Kiel and the former Aetherblades from her original timeline. Very few people actually made it out of her original Tyria, so there aren’t many who can-- or will-- confirm or deny her true identity. Some others they’ve taken in from later timelines (Agent Y and Joon, particularly) have a pretty solid guess due to knowing Mai in their own world, but can’t be certain.

- Due to the Sidewinder’s first experience with any ‘Commander’ being so overwhelmingly negative, she tends to be extremely cautious of any others she comes across using that moniker. Even the good ones tend to set her on edge; she’s seen enough timelines at this point to pick up on a pattern, and it always places them as a driving force of destiny. That said, she can grow friendly with Commanders on occasion, should they prove to be friendly in return.

- The Sidewinder never, ever introduces herself as Mai Trin, and her mask contains an auditory distortion module that disguises her voice. She never takes the mask off in public. It also contains numerous other mechanical and electronic components, including an internal screen and various overlays for observing various Turnabout statistics, and a sensory deprivation mode that blocks out visuals entirely if she needs to focus her revenant abilities.

- Her mask and gauntlets work in tandem to help focus the Sidewinder’s abilities; both have extensive jade conduits and circuitry built in, which allow ASP to interface with the Turnabout from anywhere and also prevent it from overwhelming her. If the Sidewinder is going into combat, though, she also has a specialized set of matching pauldrons that increase her power output. Both those and the gauntlets have magic that might seem familiar to those who’ve faced Mai’s revenant invocation in battle... Black spheres of magic surrounded by a red glow, just like the torment-inflicting orbs used by Scarlet when she spirals out of control. That resemblance isn’t a coincidence in the least.

- Sidewinder’s mech glows red instead of green, which may catch some off-guard; any technology influenced by her revenant abilities will change colors to match ASP’s crimson energy signature, and she’s capable of affecting anything that utilizes a suitably advanced system of magitech circuitry. ASP often acts entirely independently of Sidewinder, which can have both amusing and disconcerting results. Mostly it results in the ‘AI’ dropping in on electronic transmissions without permission to deliver quips and commentary.

- While she and Captain K still don’t see eye-to-eye on most things, they’ve learned to forge their differences into a strength. By meeting in the middle on various issues, they often come to much more creative and nuanced conclusions-- and that, in turn, allows them to lead the Turnabout much more effectively. While the Sidewinder typically handles combat management and defensive measures, Captain K is more involved in the political side and handles diplomatic matters.

“Welcome to the Turnabout. Rules are pretty simple around here: keep your weapons boxed in public spaces, don’t take things that don’t belong to you, fight only in self-defense, and don’t aggravate the AI. She bites.”

“... I’m joking, she doesn’t actually bite. But if you try your luck too much she still might shoot you with a stun cannon, so play nice. We don’t have enough room at the infirmary for every hotshot that feels like playing chicken with the defense protocol.”

[joesanrio]

All over Instagram | J.U

Summary: It’s been about 2 days since you last saw Jey, and now a small situation that was on Twitter has seemed to spread.

Pairings: Joshua Fatu {Jey Uso} x fem!reader || established relationship

Warnings: flashback, “cheating” scandal, rumors, long distance, emotional conversation, stubborn!Jey, uses real and nicknames, face grabbing, p-in-v (unprotected), multi!orgasms, shower!sex, 69, they just being filthy… NOT EDITED

Word count: 2856 (long)

Ratings: Angst, Fluff, Smut | 18+

A/N: y’all in the comments of All over Twitter | J.U had me cracking up!! So here’s part two since y’all loved the last one 🩵🩵

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[Flashback]

“Omg, Thank you so much for coming!” clapping happily as Jimmy pulls up to the venue you asked him to view with you, it was about 8pm and you wanted to see how it would look inside with the skylight roof. “You know I got you sis, plus I know uce like the back of my hand.” Jimmy hugs you once he exits his car, heading inside with the key the owner gave you.

The inside was beautiful especially with the sky being practically night but still a bit light out. The moon shining bright through the skylight, letting the marble floor glisten and the walls darken around.

You guys were there about 30 minutes taking small notes and measurements for the plan you were setting up, “I like the red because it’ll look really pretty under the lighting that I’m getting, but I’m not sure about the black.” You reply, as Jimmy mentioned the color scheme. Looking around the room again to get the feel for it, “Too dark.” He nods before thinking of some other colors to make the room pop.

“What about silver, red, white? I mean it’s simple it’ll make the room sparkle…” Perking up happily as Jimmy side glances at your mention of sparkles. “Girl. Sparkles, really?” His facial expression making you burst into laughter. “It’s my anniversary too!” giggling before writing down the idea in your notebook as a reminder to send to the interior designer after getting your own perspective of the room.

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It’s now 9:40pm, both of you have viewed the entire venue and included things that you needed to buy or fix up before the surprise. Jimmy was a great help, especially with the measurements or telling you about small cultural details to add to the venue to make it more special. You couldn’t have chosen a better person to help with the surprise anniversary party you wanted to throw for Jey.

“Alright now, get home safe.” Jimmy hugs you once you declare the work finished, “You too! And thank you so much for the help again.” Grinning at tonight’s success as you lock the door and put the key in your purse. “Say Hi to Trin for me too!” You call out before getting into your car and putting your address into the gps. He gives me a thumbs up, pulling out of the parking lot quickly to get home to his girl.

[Present]

You haven’t seen Jey in 2 days, and every time you tried to call him, the call would decline, and he’ll text back “What were y’all doin?”. You called Jimmy (and Trin) to tell them what happened with Jey, at first you were relieved when Jimmy mentioned how he could call him and fix it.

That was until when he did call, Jey picked up quickly before saying “Fuck you,” and hanging up just before Jimmy could even get a word in. Should’ve known though, because his dramatics used to be one of your favorite things about him, it would make you laugh or just lighten the room, but as of now it’s doing the exact opposite.

So, you decided to wait until Summerslam to try to message him again, an even worse decision as Jimmy goes out and betrays him that same night.

Watching your phone go from hundreds of mentions on social media to thousands in a matter of seconds, the fans were never merciful with those who they don’t like, and they sure don’t like you right now.

“Just pick up and be an adult.” You practically yell at your phone as you call Jey right after the PPV is over, the rings now being impeded into your brain as you listen to them play repeatedly.

Ik you see my calls so just answer them 🙄

I didn’t want to call you earlier and I don’t want to call you now 🤨

Joshua. Literally answer, we need to talk abt this

We can talk in person.

Our flight is at 11pm

Okay be safe 💗

Seen

He got home last night but didn’t say a word as he unpacked and got into bed. If anything, Jey was so silent that you didn’t even realize he was home until you felt the bed shift.

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The next morning, you were up preparing breakfast for the kids before they headed off to school. Leaving you and Jey in the house alone. The house that was once filled with soft laughter, or just interesting conversations, is now completely silent and cold.

You understand him, you know how he acts and why he does it. You were just hoping he wouldn’t be that way with you, “Josh… can we talk now?” voice barely above a whisper when you walk back into your shared bedroom. His eyes shooting up to make eye contact with yours as he sits against the headboard on his phone, “Yup.” Jey’s voice monotone as he looks back down at his phone.

Letting out a soft sigh at his attitude, unconsciously speeding towards the distant man, missing his warmth and comfort. “Do you really think I cheated?” getting straight to the point, you understood what the public thought, but you wanted to know if Jey truly believed it. Jey’s gaze caressing over your body before coming back up to your eyes, hurt visible inside of them, a loud huff leaving his nose as he drops his phone into his lap.

“I want to say no, but something in the back of my mind is saying otherwise.” He expresses lowly, his gaze not easing up as your own softens. “You believe that I would cheat on you. With you brother?” eye contact now separating as he looks down at his hands, “I would never, I could never do that to you or myself.” Your voice delicate as all your pent-up emotions seem to leak through your words.

Your words were never second guessed to Jey, even when he has the underlying thoughts of what people say. “I know…” is all he could muster up to tell you, this wasn’t a conversation that he ever though he would have to have with you.

“I don’t think you do. You left me.” His heart breaking at those words, he doesn’t like this feeling. Especially since it’s coming from the only other person that he knew would protect him with all their might. “I-I’m sorry. I’ll prove it to you, I’ll do anything. I’m sorry.” His voice cracking as he pleads to you desperately, he couldn’t imagine not being with you, not knowing that you’ll be there when he gets home.

“Then prove it.” Your voice quiet compared to Jey’s harsh breaths. “I’ll do anything, whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it.” His eyes falling onto yours, the desperate pleads starting to mumble together as you watch the different emotions flash in his intense gaze.

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“I told you; I’ll do anything.”

A sort of muffled cry leaves your mouth as Jey grabs your cheeks with his large hand. The touch is gentle, yet rough as he squeezes and moves your face to look into his eyes. A teasing smirk forms onto his lips when your eyes meet his again, “What’d I tell you, baby?” his eyes filled with lust.

Another moan leaves your plump lips as your cunt tightens and hips lifts off the bed, pushing itself further into Jey’s thrust and the vibrator he’s forcing you to use; still in your hand pressing against your clit. Trying to create space away from the vibrator and your sensitive and puffy clit.

Jey’s free hand comes to hold your wrist in place, an annoyed groan passes through your throat, your body tries to squirm away from the vibrator that is now impossible to move. “Stop running away baby. I’m finally back.” Your body tries helplessly to get away from the vibrations spreading painful pleasure through your body and the powerful thrusts from his cock. 

“You wanted me to prove it, yeah?” An annoyed grunt travels through the air when your walls flutter and clench around Jey’s thick dick, your body squirming starts adding on to the tightness surrounding his cock, making his thrusts less precise.

“Yes baby!” Your hands reach for something to grab before stuttering and trying to push his hips away from yours in a panic, Jey grabs your throat, squeezing gently as the now found pleasure sputters through your body. Holding you in place impatiently, his head leaning down to your ear. “Look at you, you couldn’t cheat on me baby. You’re a mess for this dick.” He teases before placing a small peck on the outer shell of your ear.

Jey chuckling at your pathetic state, adding more pressure to your wrist to dig the vibrator further into your clit. Your walls flutter around him in response, a moan leaves his mouth as his eyes snap close to savor the feeling.

The warmth and tightness suck his cock into your pussy greedily, practically begging him to continue pumping into you. His eyes open slowly as your moaning and desperate noises fill the room.

“Take it. Take all of me.” His deep groans fill the room tauntingly. Eyes rolled back deliciously before closing tightly, jaw hanging open because can’t close no matter how hard you try to force it shut. Jey smirks teasingly at your state and gives you a particularly deep thrust that causes your pelvis to jolt upwards shakily. 

A thick whine travels up your throat and passes the pressure he applies to your throat. It causes Jey to chuckle condescendingly, and he places a quick kiss to your cheek. The tenderness of the act distracts you for a moment, giving him the opportunity to release your throat and pull the vibrator from your overstimulated clit.

 A surprised squeal leaves your mouth at the cool air brushing over your sensitive cunt. Jey takes the time to slow down his thrusts, observing the fucked-out look that covers your face. You look gorgeous with eyes that can’t see clearly and skin that tries stupidly to cool your body down with sweat. A soft groan leaves his lips, and he speeds up his thrusts again. “I love you!” You practically huff out as his thrust seems to knock the wind out of you.

“I love you too.” He shakes his head in amusement before grabbing your wrists and pinning them to the pillow above your head as he gives your cunt the last of his pleasurable thrusts before stilling and coating your walls in his cum. You both let out tired sighs as the pleasure courses through your bodies until it dies down into a faint hum. Jey gives your wrists a tight squeeze before letting them go and slipping out of you.

His body warmth now gone makes you whimper, and he kisses your forehead lovingly as an apology. He sits back up and caresses your face with a small smile. It causes your heart to flutter, and you’re bought out of your fucked-out phase. 

When your eyes clear and meet Jey’s, he breathes out a slow breath, “That’s my girl, now I need you to sit down on my face. ‘Kay?” He speaks more of a demand than suggestion. Eyebrows furrowing at this man’s high sex drive, barely being able to recuperate from your past 2 orgasms.

He taps your thigh quickly to get you out of your trance, forcing your body up and switching positions. His large hands delicate on your soft waist and pulling you gently down onto his face. Adjusting you, so you sit perfectly onto his lips, his tongue quickly going to lick up your swollen folds.

“S’good. Suck me baby, keep that mouth busy.” He mumbles into your puffy cunt, your hands going to garb his erected cock, immediately wondering how many times you’re going to have to cum before he goes limp.

“Oh… gentle- please!” You whine out as Jey sucks on your clit roughly. Quickly letting go of the sensitive bud and deciding to tongue fuck you in between your folds and lick you clean. You let out a whiney moan before you spit onto his cock, stroking him up and down a few times before taking your tongue to swirl around his tip.

"Fuck, that’s it." He voices out as you begin to ride against his motions while you prepare on your end to take all his cock into your mouth. You start off slow, teasing Jey by licking a stripe up his shaft before lowering your mouth halfway down.

You pull back up, your hands stroking near the base at the same time you bob up and down. Your moans are muffled against his cock, but Jey is eating the fuck out of your pussy, and you genuinely want to sob.

"Josh, wait fuck-" You yell but he continues. "You're-you're gonna make me cum so fucking fast."

"Do it for me." He teases in between. He begins to slowly work his hips into you, making his cock fuck your mouth ever so gently.

As you continue sucking him, you feel your high coming to a close, especially when Jey is toying with your folds with his tongue and taking advantage of the way you work your hips against his mouth.

"Joshua! Ah, so close! I'm-I'm—" You try to continue stroking his wet dick to keep yourself occupied but fall limp into his pelvic as your hips continue to ride out your 3rd orgasm on his skillful mouth.

"Shower time?" Jey lifts your hip from his face with a chuckle while you gather your breathing, forgetting completely about his orgasm.

"Mhm." You mumble as you push yourself up and roll to the side of him, knowing exactly what he expects when he asks the question.

Even though you both needed to shower, your bodies coated in cum, sweat, and spit, you guys just laid there breathless. His arms pulling you into his embrace, you missed this. You missed him. "Join me Baby." Your eyes diverting into his gaze softly at his question, before nodding silently. Too tired to even say a word anymore, hoping that his past expectations don’t apply here.

Finally deciding to head to the shower after a small pep talk, remembering you guys must clean up before the kids get home. “I bought you something!” Jey perks up from the closet as he walks towards you with one of his new shirts, not even phased about the fact that he’s naked.

Smiling at him, you head into the steaming shower, the hot water immediately cleansing off your sticky body. “Don’t leave me baby!” He jokes when the fogged door slams closed.

Sooner or later, you see his silhouette passing the glass, the door slightly swinging open again as he lets himself in. You subtly bite onto your bottom lip as you look at him up and down, his member quickly hardening when he sees your wet body gleaming under the light.

The shower started off sweet, and comforting. Jey gently working his hands into your scalp to massage the shampoo and conditioner in your hair. He helps wash it off, continuing to work his hands in the same motions, causing your eyes to shut briefly at his tenderness.

You returned the favor, turning and him unintentionally bending his knees for you to get a good grip on his hair, working the shampoo through his curls. It's quiet, and the only sounds in the bathroom are the running water and the water bouncing off the tiles.

"You're so beautiful." He says, helping lather up the body wash on your back before you help with his and wash off. He gives you a warm, small smile before dipping his head to press a kiss on your lips. But at this point, you don't want to pull away at all. Instead, you want him to continue, your hands rest on his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

 You gently bite on his bottom lip, tugging back slightly as you keep your gaze on him. "Fuck. We’re supposed to be getting clean." Jey whispers when you pull away, a small groan being released from his mouth as he pulls you by the waist, his hardened member brushing against your clit.

“You’re right. Now let me go.” Your self-control comes hurdling back as you realize the whole point of the shower, “Damn… you ain’t even want to pretend like you wanted more.” He complains behind you as you rinse off again, not for any reason but it just felt right.

Winking at the desperate man behind you once you shut the water off, leaving the shower to get dried off. His hand slapping your ass quickly when you leave him as he just stands in the shower contemplating the situation.

"I did all that proving, and you can’t even give m-me a little suck?" His voice vibrating off the shower walls as he complains, you can see his hands flying around with his stutter. Giggling, you continue to do your own thing, not paying the giant baby any mind.