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Glowing Love

So, the reason this was written before my next “In Training” fic, is because I was pondering ideas with @i-kneel-for-king-loki and we both have a fantasy that’s been lying around in our minds for YEARS. So, I decided, “Hey, why don’t I make our dreams come true and write this fantasy up and make it come to life?” And well.. Tada! 

Original Fantasy: Making love with Jeff Hardy while being covered in glow paint like his is in his old entrance. 

Description: Jeff Hardy and his friend are playing around with glow paint and things turn sexual when the painting becomes a bit more intimate than they thought it would. Jeff reveals his feelings for her, because she’s artistic and outgoing just like he is, which causes him to feel drawn to her. 

Rating: Mature 

Category: Fluffy, Passionate Smut

Warnings: Smutty Goodness. 

Notes: Minimal help with editing and beta reading by the very lovely partner of mine, @imagines–assemble. Love you sis! 

Enjoy! 

Matt arched a brow as he walked into his brother’s art studio that he had in his home. He smirked and crossed his arms over his chest as he saw Jeff with their friend, Y/n. 

The older Hardy knew that this was a day that Jeff wouldn’t keep quiet about. The day in question, was the day that Jeff finally had free time to invite you over to his place. You were to explore the many wonders of glow paint, because you’d told Jeff how much you loved when he used to come out in his entrance with glow paint. 

Matt continued to watch as Jeff was setting out the different colored paints. Granted, the room was pitch dark, but it was lit up with black lights to make the paint have the best look. He chuckled when you’d snuck up on Jeff and put a handprint of the green glow paint on Jeff’s side, adding color to the younger Hardy’s Retro Hardy tee that he’d cut into a tank top.

Jeff looked at the small hand print as it was glowing neon green. “Oh you’re in for it now, darlin’.” He grinned. 

Your eyes widened and you squealed, trying to get away from him. You didn’t get far though as you felt your tattooed friend pick you up with ease and smear neon pink paint all along the sides of the Reborn By Fate tank top you were wearing.  

Matt chuckled. “The hell are you two doin’? I thought you were painting.” He shook his head as he gestured to your bodies. 

Jeff smirked at his older brother. “Oh we are. We’re just painting-” He was interrupted as you’d thrown some of the yellow paint at him and it made a splat on the side of his face, so he’d paused in his reply to his brother. He was brought back when he heard your giggles. “-each other…” He mumbled and glanced over at you. 

Matt nodded. “Right…Well, don’t go killin’ each other.” He waved and left the studio, shutting the door behind him as he left you two alone.

The enigma crossed his arms over his chest. “Alright, alright. Yeah, you’re being cute, but-” He was cut off again, only this time, he was actually facing you, so when you flicked paint at him, it splattered on his face. He closed his eyes and then opened them to look at you. “That does it! C’mere you!” He lunged for you. 

You screamed and ran to escape his grasp. “No! Jeff! I-I’m sorry!” You yelped as you were suddenly met with your own face getting splattered with paint. You pouted and crossed your arms as if you were having a tantrum. “So not cool…” You grumbled. You couldn’t remain angry or upset though when you heard Jeff’s outburst of laughter from across the room.

“You’re lucky that I love you so much as a friend, Hardy.” You smirked and licked your lips.

Jeff grinned. “Oh yeah?” He leaned down and got some neon purple paint as he managed to sneak up behind you. You weren’t paying attention and he took advantage as he spanked you. The action left a purple handprint right on one of the cheeks of your denim shorts.

The sudden smack on your ass causing you to yelp and jump. Your eyes grew a bit wide as you walked over to one of the tall mirrors he kept in his studio. Peeking at your ass, you see a bright purple handprint on your left cheek. You couldn’t help but to flush bright red. 

Jeff couldn’t help but to laugh. ‘She’s got a pretty nice ass, considering what I felt when I smacked it.’ He thought to himself. His eyes grew wide when he saw you coming at him with the pink paint. “Noo, no no. Don’t even-!” He was silenced as you had ran over with a cup that you managed to grab that was lying around and splash it right on the front of his shirt, causing a drip effect down it.

You grinned triumphantly and crossed your arms over your chest, sticking your tongue out at him playfully. You squealed as he began walking towards you with the purple paint. “N-no! Let’s just paint like we planned, Jeffers!”

Jeff grinned devilishly. “That ship sailed when you splattered glow paint on my face, Y/n.” He grabbed you tightly and started to trail his fingers all over your sides and arms, tickling you. 

You screamed and bursted out in giggles as he tickled you. You grabbed onto his arms as you tried to keep your balance. You had almost fallen when you tripped over something, but Jeff had caught you. The only thing about the way Jeff had caught you, was.. Well, his hands were gripping your backside firmly, so now you had a pair of his handprints on the back of your shorts.

Jeff took a deep breath and bit his lip as he realized how close in proximity you two were. Your faces were only a few inches apart. He flushed lightly. “Guess I should’ve been more careful when ticklin’ you, darlin’.” He said softly.

You nodded slightly and bit your bottom lip shyly. “Y-Yeah…” You whispered. You felt butterflies swarming your stomach. The odd thing was, you weren’t sure why. Jeff called you ‘darlin’’ pretty often, but maybe the closeness also caused the sudden nerves to come up.

Jeff shook his head, firmly wrapping an arm around your lower back as he rose his free hand to your chin. Using his thumb to gently drag your bottom lip from your teeth, he gazed into your eyes deeply. “Y/n…You’re so beautiful, even covered in paint like this…” He spoke in a gentle tone.

You flushed deeply and gasped softly as you were rather surprised at his compliment. He’d never shown interest in you before…That you know of at least. “J-Jeff?” You said, barely audible.

The colorful enigma shook his head and smiled softly. “Shh…I-I have to tell you…” He paused as he took a deep breath to get the courage to flow inside him. “Y/n, I-I love you…”

You smiled softly. “I love you too, Jeff.” You were puzzled as to why he made it seem so important, but you soon got your answer.

Jeff chuckled and shook his head, using his hand to caress the side of your neck. “No, I mean…I love you…More than just a friend, Y/n…” He spoke a bit more shakily this time. He was terrified that he had the possibility of losing you because of the confession of his feelings for you.

You smiled brightly and reached a hand to his chest. “I love you too, Jeff…More than a-…” You spoke softly, but then you were interrupted by Jeff’s lips crashing against yours in a passionate kiss that took your breath away.

Jeff’s heart leaped in his chest. His heart telling him to just fucking kiss you already, which is why he interrupted you. The arm wrapped around your lower back pulled you even closer so your bodies were pressed together. His hand caressing the side of your neck, making the kiss deeper as he kissed you as if you were the one supplying his oxygen and he’d die without your lips.

He used his thumb to stroke your cheek lovingly, gently breaking the kiss, panting softly to get fresh air into his lungs. Jeff leaned down and rested his forehead against yours, gazing into your eyes as he continued to stroke your cheek. “You’re so amazing, Y/n…You’re artistic, beautiful, creative…No way in hell are you boring…You’re…You’re just perfect to me, darlin’…” He whispered.

You couldn’t help how deep red you flushed as you gazed into his eyes. You were left speechless. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You had reduced to a puddle under his gaze, and you had no idea how to get back to your normal self. Instead of speaking, you took to your actions. Grabbing him with both your hands, you grasped the sides of his neck and pulling him in for a desperate kiss.

Jeff’s eyes widened briefly, he wasn’t used to you being this forward with him. Slowly closing his eyes as he returned the kiss. He bit at your bottom lip and tugged gently. Grunting as he felt himself getting excited and aroused, forcing himself to break the kiss. “I-I’m not sure if I can control myself…” He whispered. 

You bit your lip and nodded, breaking away from him, to his and your own disappointment. You walked over and grabbed the supply of the purple and green glow paint and made your way back to him.

Jeff tilted his head in confusion. He was aware that you both shared the same favorite colors, which were obviously purple and green. However, that still didn’t explain this gesture.

You saw the confusion dancing across Jeff’s features and smirked. Reaching for him after you set the paints down, you tugged his tank top off and tossed it aside. Afterwards, you leaned down and dipped your hands in the paint, one in green, the other in purple. Walking up close to him, you placed your hands on his chest, splayed out to leave your handprints clearly. As you did that, you leaned in and kissed him deeply, earning a soft groan from the enigma. 

Jeff gently broke the kiss and dipped his own hands in the paint like you did. He placed his hands over your breasts through the tank top you had on, only to pull them back. He removed your shirt, tossing it aside, and then quickly getting more paint, grasping your ass cheeks firmly through the denim of your shorts. The action causing him to pull you flush to his body, he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours, keeping a firm grasp on you.

You gasped softly, moaning faintly into the kiss, only to have your sounds swallowed by your friend. You couldn’t believe this was happening. It seemed too surreal, especially when you’d actually had a dream involving Jeff and his glow paint.

Jeff slowly walked you towards the wall, pressing you against the wall, his hips pinning you there as his hands kneaded at your cheeks. Gently breaking the kiss again, he smiled confidently and chuckled softly when he heard a whimper escape you. “Shh…Don’t worry, baby girl…Gotta make sure we get enough air, right?”

You giggled softly and nodded, biting your lip.

Jeff let a small growl escape him as he saw you biting your lip. “God…You have no Idea what that does to me, sweetheart…” He whispered and reached behind you to unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Biting his own lip, he dipped his hands in the purple glow paint this time, getting behind you and pressing himself against you from behind. Both hands reached and grabbed your breasts, kneading them gently. Jeff earned himself the most beautiful moans from you. As he did this, he began to roll his hips, grinding himself against you from behind. 

You gasped and laid your head back. “Hahh…J-Jeff…Mmnh.. P-please…” You whimpered as you placed your own hands over his as you grinded together.

The enigma grinned triumphantly as he heard your pleas. He leaned down and nibbled at your earlobe, whispering. “Shh…Don’t worry, baby girl…I’d never leave you hangin’.”

You nodded and purred softly as he moved from your earlobe, trailing kisses down to your neck. The glow paint there smeared on his luscious lips as he kissed and nibbled at your neck. He began to suckle on a specific spot, determined to leave his mark on you. 

Jeff groaned as he felt your plump ass grinding and wiggling back against him. He broke away from you and panted softly. “Fuck…I need to see the body I’ve fantasized about for years…I can’t wait any longer, Y/n.”

You nodded and reached down, undoing your shorts and slowly bending over to push them down your legs, revealing a dark purple thong.

Jeff groaned and licked his lips. “Fuckin’ little minx…You know what that color does to me…” He grinned and made quick strides to you, picking you up and grasping your cheeks firmly. “I knew you had a nice ass, baby girl…” He murmured and frowned when you decided to jump down from his arms.

You giggled and licked your lips. Getting down on your knees in front of him, you unbuckled his belt and undid the jeans he had on. Tugging them down roughly, you giggled as you noticed he had on boxers that matched your lingerie. Smirking, you gazed up at him. “And I’m the tease, huh?” You tilted your head in question.

Jeff chuckled and shrugged. “You know very well by now, Y/n that purple is my top color.” He grinned. “Besides, you had matching lingerie, so you’re-…O-oh fuck…” He trailed off when he felt your small hand rubbing his member methodically through his boxers.

You smiled softly, biting your lip. “Mmn…I can’t wait to see this, Jeff…As many times as I’ve dreamt of your lips against mine… I’ve also had wet dreams of your size…”

Jeff grunted and thrusted his bulge into your palm. “Y-Yeah? I hope I don’t disappoint you, baby girl…”

You bit your lip as you reached for the waistband of his boxers, sliding your fingertips under the waistband and tugging them down. You blushed deeply when his cock bobbed out and whimpered softly. With a shaky hand, you wrapped your fingers around his girth and slowly began to stroke his length, gazing up at him with innocent eyes. 

Jeff bit his lip hard. “Fuck…” He breathed out and tilted his head as he gazed down into your eyes. “Even just your hand feels good, baby…I can’t wait until I get to feel more.” He grunted and began to thrust his hips, thrusting against your strokes. “Mmn…” He took a deep, shaky breath and tilted his head back.

You began to focus on his cock now, wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible. Licking your lips as you saw the beading pre cum starting to form at the slit of the head. You leaned forward and gave it it a brief kitten lick, earning a soft groan of approval from the beautiful man.

Jeff watched you as he leaned back on the wall before reaching to pull your hair back in a makeshift ponytail, getting the glow paint in your hair as well. “Now, you don’t have to do th-…” He gasped and bit his lip hard, panting as he watched you take his cock into your hot, wet cavern slowly, inch by inch. “F-Fuck…Y/n…Th-that’s it, baby girl…” He kept his mouth open in an ‘o’ shape as he heard you gag softly. “D-don’t force yourself to take it all if you can’t, baby.” He said softly, using the hand that wasn’t holding your hair back to reach down and stroke your cheek.

You nodded in response as you had most of his length in your mouth. Moaning softly around him as you realized his cock was pulsing in your mouth.

Jeff licked his dry lips, panting softly. “L-look at me, baby girl…I need to be sure I’m not fuckin’ dreamin’. I need to see those beautiful eyes…”

You gazed up at him with soft eyes as you used your tongue to swirl around his cock. Hollowing out your cheeks as you sucked on him like a lollipop.

The younger Hardy gasped and groaned rather loudly. “Oh fuck…S-such a good girl… Mmn…” He licked his lips again and panted softly. He realized how vulnerable he was, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

You noticed Jeff was distracted as he was in his own personal throes of bliss. Taking advantage of this brief moment, you began to relax your throat, accepting more and more of his length, gagging softly as the head of his cock finally hit the back of your throat.

Jeff gasped loudly. “Fuck! B-baby girl…D-did you just…fucking hell…” He groaned and tilted his head back as he began thrusting his hips slowly, face fucking you. He bit his lip harder as he looked back down at the beautiful woman accepting his cock into her hot little mouth. “S-such a good girl…Look at you…Taking my cock so beautifully…God, you look beautiful, Y/n…” 

You whimpered softly and reached a hand down, sliding your hand down between your legs. Moving your thong aside, you began to stroke your fingers along your already soaked lower lips. Moaning softly around his girth.

Jeff gasped, having felt the vibrations of your moans around him, catching his attention. Gazing down at you as you bobbed your head, he noticed you were touching yourself. Being a gentleman, he couldn’t handle the fact that you were helping him get off, but he wasn’t helping you. He growled, causing you to pull your mouth from his cock, licking your lips as you gazed up at him.

“Everything alright? D-Did I do someth-” You were cut off as he hefted you up and carried you over to the draft table he had, laying you down on it. His lips were pressed to yours as his paint covered hands massaged and kneaded your breasts. You arched your back and moaned softly, the kiss breaking, which made him travel kisses along the column of your neck.

Jeff pressed kisses all along your throat and chest before reaching your breasts. He continued to knead them in his hands as he mouthed kisses over the top of your breasts. He panted softly as he began kissing down your stomach, trailing his paint covered fingers along the soft flesh, leaving finger trails of the glow paint, mostly the purple glow paint.

You bit your lip as you propped up on your elbows to gaze down at him as you watched him admire and worship your body. It made you feel so wonderful.

The younger Hardy looked up at you, having reached your legs as he knelt down, spreading your legs as he massaged your outer thighs, meanwhile, he trailed tender kisses along the insides of each thigh. “How’d I get so lucky to even have a friend like you, Y/n? It puzzles me…You’ve been there with me through all of it. Even when I was struggling, never once did you look down on me or leave my side…” He whispered softly as he felt tears brimming his eyes.

You sat up slowly and briefly kissed him. “I’d never give up on you, my colorful enigma…You mean so much to me, I wish words could help me in explaining it, but they can’t…” You whispered softly as you caressed his face in your small palms. 

Jeff smiled lovingly as he gazed at you. Grabbing your wrist gently, he turned his head to kiss your palm. “I know, that’s why I need to show you how much everything that you’ve ever done for me…means to me.” He leaned in, his head between your thighs now as he moved the fabric of your thong aside, licking a long, slow trail up your slit.

You gasped loudly and laid back down, your back against the draft table again as you propped up on your elbows again. You’d be damned if you didn’t see him as he went down on you.

“Holy shit…” He spoke breathily and licked his lips as he savored your essence. “I’m positive that I just found an addiction I’d be proud of…” He grinned as he looked up at you.

You giggled softly, biting your fingernail shyly and lifting a leg to go over his shoulder. “Mmn…Yeah? Maybe you should get another taste before you decide, handsome.” You said softly.

Jeff smirked and licked his lips hungrily, looking between your legs as he practically dived in. He kissed your lower set of lips and hungrily delved his tongue in deeply as he devoured your dripping cunt. He continued his ministrations with his devilish, yet wonderful tongue.

The enigma certainly could work you into a frenzy with the wet muscle of his deep inside your pussy. He smiled against your lips as he watched you arch your back in pleasure. Reaching his hand to splay out on your lower abdomen, he used his thumb to reach above where his lips were hungrily feasting on you, rubbing furious circles over your sensitive clit.

You cried out as Jeff ate you out. “Ah! J-Jeff!” Whimpering as you began to breathe heavily, you watched him keep his concentration solely on pleasuring you with everything he had in him. Reaching a hand down as he had both of your legs over his shoulders, you tangled your fingers in his hair, the action causing streaks of paint to coat his locks. Your other hand gently caressed his cheek, rubbing it softly as you watched him.

Jeff gazed up into your eyes, his beautiful hazel eyes shimmering as he enjoyed every drop of your juices. He was relentless with his tongue as he feasted on you and slurped up any sign of juices that showed. It was as if he was a man dying of thirst and starving for you. 

Feeling you gripping his hair firmly and tugging on it roughly as he noticed you squirming, he knew you had to be close to an orgasm. He was aching to taste those juices that he’d been the reason for. Moving his hands to grip the outsides of your thighs firmly, he dug the blunt of his fingernails into your soft flesh. Delving his tongue in as deep as he possibly could, Jeff even used his nose to nudge against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Crying out as the most earth-shattering orgasm you’ve ever had washed over your body, leaving you a panting, moaning mess. “J-Jeff!” Whimpering as Jeff made damn sure that he didn’t miss a single drop of your juices.

Jeff smirked and eagerly licked up any juices that were dripping from you. He growled deeply and pulled away from your cunt, licking his lips happily. Closing his eyes as he savored the sweetness of your essence.

“Fuck…I’ll never get enough of that to quench my thirst for you, darlin’…And, I can honestly say that I’m proud to have an addiction to you…” He murmured and picked you up, lying you on the floor. Having a tarp laid out so the floor wouldn’t get paint on it, he shoved his boxers off and tossed them aside. Quickly getting on his knees to tug your thong off and tossing it aside as well. He was just way too eager to be inside of you.

The rainbow haired warrior was just terrified that this was an all too vivid dream and that he’d wake up without you there. He bit his lip as he let his paint covered hands roam along the curves and dips of your beautiful, paint covered body. He felt as if he was admiring the most beautiful piece of artwork he’d ever laid his eyes on.

Biting your lip, you gazed up at him, feeling shivers go up your spine at his gentle touch, causing you to whimper softly. You realized the gaze of his eyes roaming your body and flushed deeply, feeling self conscious of your body now. However, looking at his eyes, you noticed his hazel eyes glimmering with admiration and awe as he took in every inch of your body. He’d seen your body before when you painted together, having your shirt ride up or something. But he also knew about the scars you had. You shivered as you felt him trace his fingers over any scars that you had, and feeling as his fingers ran along every curve and contour of your flesh.

Jeff took a deep breath and finally breathed out. “So beautiful…So gorgeous…” He was in a daze as he worshipped and admired your body. 

You blushed bright red and gazed up at him. “Jeff…As much as I’m loving your adoration over my body right now…I-I really need you, babe…” You said softly, being shy again.

Jeff bit his lip and nodded. “Right! S-Sorry about that, darlin’…” He chuckled softly and blushed lightly. Lifting one of your legs to rest on his shoulder, he gently nudged your other leg to open up more for him. Biting his lip as he focused on his cock, Jeff held onto the base of his length before pressing the head to your cunt. Slowly, he began to slide in. Screwing his eyes shut, he gasped as he felt your tight heat accepting him inch by inch. “F-Fuuck…” He groaned and looked up at you, seeing you gasping and clawing at the tarp you were laid on, whimpering.

“A-Ah! J-Jeff…s-so big!” You screwed your eyes shut and arched your back as you felt him slowly sliding in still. You were panting softly as you tried to relax.

Jeff noticed your struggle, panting softly himself as it took every ounce of him to reign in his control. He reached one hand up and gently placed his hand on the side of your neck, his thumb resting over your throat. Finally, he was seated inside you completely. Leaning down, gently pressing a loving kiss to your plump lips. “Shh… S’alright, baby girl…I’m all in now, but I need you to relax for me, alright?”

You slowly opened your eyes, licking your dried lips at the sight you were greeted with. Jeff’s beautiful eyes gazed at you with the utmost love and adoration, along with concern because of how you seemed uncomfortable. You nodded at him briefly and took a deep breath, managing to get yourself to relax for him. The slight pain eased away and turned into pleasure, causing a sudden moan to escape your lips.

Jeff grunted as he felt your body relax, feeling your walls open up just slightly for him. “Mmn…Fuck, such a good girl…Feels good, hm?” He chuckled softly when you nodded. “Yeah?” He bit his lip, slowly easing himself out, then thrusting back in, earning him a gasp and a small whisper of ‘fuck’ to fall from your lips. “My god, baby girl…You’re still so tight…Squeezing around my cock so beautifully…Feels so fuckin’ good, Y/n…” He spoke softly.

You whimpered and reached your hands to grasp at his waist firmly as he started to pick up a rhythm for his thrusts. You couldn’t help but already be close to another orgasm. Jeff’s voice alone was rather arousing, and the way it sounded as he was over you like this, just…Well, somehow it managed to sound even sexier. You dug your fingernails into his hips, panting, whimpering, and moaning for him as he continued to thrust. 

“Ah! G-gonna…” You squeezed your eyes shut.

Jeff shook his head. “Baby girl, look at me when you cum…I want…No, I need to see your face when you cum…” He watched as you opened your eyes and a cry of his name left your luscious lips, feeling as you came apart around his length for the first time. “Fuck…Such a gorgeous sight…” He said as he was in awe.

You bit your lip shyly, trying to catch your breath.

Jeff smiled softly, turning his head to gently press his lips against your ankle before moving your legs to wrap around his waist. “Fuck, I need to be closer to my girl…” He smirked when he saw you get flustered when he said that. Leaning down to hover right over you, pulling out and thrusting back in roughly, both of you gasping. “Mmn… Feels so good…You gonna be my girl, Y/n?” He asked softly as he was only inches from your face, waiting patiently for your answer.

You couldn’t believe that the Jeff Hardy, your best friend of many years, was asking you to be his. You felt tears brimming your eyes, caressing his face in your hands, nodding quickly. “O-Of course I’ll be your girl, Jeff…” You whispered softly, gazing into his eyes. Your own eyes were shining with unshed tears before you pulled him down into a deep, passion filled kiss.

Jeff moaned into the kiss as his heart began beating a bit faster. He gripped onto your hips tightly, driving himself home deep inside you. He never knew what feeling complete felt like until now. Even as you two made love, even in his favorite room of his house, you made him feel whole. He gently broke the kiss, panting softly. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl…I-I’m not sure I can last much longer…” He murmured, leaning in and going after your neck to mark you with love bites.

You whimpered softly, gasping as you felt yourself on the cusp of yet another orgasm. “J-Jeff…G-gonna cum again, babe…” You bit your lip hard.

Jeff held you close to him, your bodies pressed as close together as possible. “Cum with me, baby girl…Just let go for me… Fuck…Please…” He grunted as he moaned out your name, releasing his cum deep inside you when he felt your walls squeeze around his cock and you came undone with him. 

You panted heavily and held him close before pulling his face down. Firmly caressing his face in your hands, you pulled him into a deep, breathtaking kiss.

Jeff perked up when he heard the door open. 

“Hey Jeffro! I’m here to help you and Y/n with the-” He paused and grinned, seeing you two intertwined on the floor, covered in mostly purple and green glow paint. “Maybe it’s a good thing I was late.. You guys look like a couple of hormonal teenagers.” He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. “And how fitting that I see mostly purple and green glow paint!”

Jeff growled. “Oh shut it, Moore.”

You giggled and hid your face a bit.

Shannon laughed. “How was she, Hardy? Willing to share ‘er sometime?”

Jeff snarled. “Fuck off, Shan! She’s mine!”

Shannon grinned, knowing the protective nature he had over you was always there, but now it’d be much worse.

Jeff stood up, tossing his tank top and your shorts at you, looking around for your lingerie but having no luck.

Shannon grinned. “About time you two got together…” He murmured and perked up a brow when something caught his eye. He grinned devilishly. “Well, what have we here?” He chuckled and walked over, picking up your deep purple thong, whistling. “Damn…I’d love to see this on ya next time before Jeff rips it offa ya, darlin’. He winked at you. 

You hid your face in your hands and giggled, blushing furiously. 

Jeff grabbed his boxers and his jeans, tugging them on quickly, snarling as he took a step towards Shannon.

Shannon’s eyes widened when he noticed Jeff coming for him and shoved your thong in his pocket. “Well, this was fun!” He ran out the door as he cackled.

Jeff grunted and ran after Shannon. “Shannon, you fucker! Gimme back Y/n’s thong! I ain’t fuckin’ sharin’ her with you!”

You got up quickly and got dressed in your shorts and Jeff’s tank top, running out to catch up with them in the living room.

Shannon seemed cornered. “C'mon, man! Why worry about her thong when you have the fuckin’ gorgeous woman it belongs to all to yourself?”

Jeff snarled and dove for Shannon.

Shannon’s eyes grew wide again as he was speared to the floor roughly by Jeff. Both men landing with a loud thump.

Matt ran quickly from upstairs. “Oh, I see Shannon’s here. Jeff, why the hell did you tackle him?” He crossed his arms over his chest as he tried to understand the situation.

Jeff sighed and held Shannon down. “He walked in on Y/n and I.”

Matt nodded. “Uh huh…I recall you inviting Moore over to paint with you and Y/n… Which brings me to my next question…Why are you and Y/n covered in the glow paint?”

You chewed your bottom lip nervously, shyly as you put your head down.

Jeff didn’t seem flustered of it at all. “Well… We kinda…Well…We did make love…” He cleared his throat and smiled shyly at his older brother. 

Matt nodded again. “I see, now that I know that…Go into detail to why we’re in this situation.”

Jeff looked at you and you simply shrugged, as if it would gross Matt out or make him uncomfortable, right? “Well, this fucker decided when we were getting dressed, that he wanted a memento, and took my girlfriend’s thong.”

Matt shook his head in disappointment. He put his forehead against his hand. “Fuck’s sake…Are you guys in fuckin’ high school again? Seriously! I feel deja vu, I’ve seen you guys do this shit before. Shannon, give Y/n’s thong back.”

Shannon grumbled and rolled his eyes, handing over the deep purple lingerie piece over to Jeff. “Not fair when he gets the fuckin’ girl it belongs to…” He grumbled and crossed his arms over his chest, huffing angrily.

Jeff got off of Shannon and smirked at you, walking over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Y/n, I realize this isn’t considered your home, but you feel like home to me whenever you’re around…It does get lonely here, but when you’re here with me…I feel complete, and this house doesn’t feel so empty, it feels like a home that has a future set…what I’m trying to say is…Would you consider moving in with me?”

You bit your lip, mulling it over before you pulled him down, kissing Jeff passionately. “Of course I will…I practically live here already it feels like.” You smiled brightly. “Mind if I take take a shower, babe? As much as I enjoy being covered in paint, I need to feel clean again.”

Jeff chuckled and nodded, gently giving your ass a parting pat as you walked away to the bathroom.

Matt had long left the room when the fighting stopped.

Shannon got up and went to stand next to his close friend as he was watching you with adoration as you walked away. He leaned in and whispered to him. “How was she?”

Jeff shoved his heavily tattooed friend. “Shut up, asshole. But honestly? I can say I found myself an addiction that I’m proud to have. And that addiction…Is to her.” He smiled softly. 

Tagging: @wrestlingbabe | @styl3sl0v3r | @wrestlingnoob | @crookedmoonsaultpunk | @wwesmutdonedirtcheap | @superrezzy00 | @kaitlynwwefan | @cynda-kiwi | @cynda-wrasslin | @moxleyunstable | @rollinsbabe | @imaginingwwesuperstars | @valeonmars | @thephenomenonalkingofthebrogues | 

[davidkarofskyindie]

alexispoo-roleplay (Jake/Paul)

@alexispoo-roleplay

“So, let me see if I understand the situation” Paul said awkwardly as he leaned against the wall of the foyer to his house, looking to the incredibly attractive man that his son had clearly ditched “My boy told you he was home sick so he had to cancel on you... and that guy he left with 20 minutes ago isn’t the date he had planned for tonight with you” He said with a tiny little sigh “My son’s an asshole, sorry to tell you that. Apparently when he inherited my gayness he forgot to inherit basic decency when you get a date with a guy” he said as he put his hand in his pocket and tried to think about it “So what were you planning on doing tonight anyway? I mean, I might not be as youthful or energetic as my son is but you were planning on having a date with a McCarthur boy, so I might as well make sure you get a date with a McCarthur boy”

[matthardyv1]

[text: @alexispoo-roleplay vixen]

so. i was thinking. what you up to?

[text] cause

[text] i wanna see you.

[littlemissblcss]

NSFW Alphabet BFY from Damien. c:

ACCEPTING - nsfw alphabet

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

“Well, I would say probably Damien’s eyes. I melt every time I look into them. My favorite body part on myself? My butt. It’s cute.”

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

“Okay, easy. I love riding. Makes me feel like I have more control than most other positions.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

“I guess I would say I have a pretty high sex drive? I mean, you’ve seen how I can be in the ring. I’ll let y’all imagine what goes on in the bedroom.”

[silentiumxamorisarchived]

after staring at these replies for literally hours after doing the rest of what I owe, I’m sorry to say that I’m dropping the threads with Kaden @alexispoo-roleplay and @simplyamplex he’s not speaking to me right now so instead of making you wait for whenever his ass decides to play nice.

[3rdstreetmac]

  Closed rp with  alexispoo-roleplay 

He never knew so many different kinds of makeup brushes existed until he became famous. And at that moment, he felt as though he had each and everyone in his face. Hands of his makeup artists fluttered away doing their best to cover any freckles or scars, making sure every hair on his face and head was in just the right place. It was a pain to be groomed like this but when given the the #1 spot on America’s Top Ten Bad Boys, it was hard to turn down the opportunity.

Workers were busy setting up cameras and lighting equipment for the photo shoot/interview. He would never admit it to anyone, but these things always made him a bit nervous and put out of his element. He was much more at home behind the wheel of his car and with a gun in his hand. Going from that to being covered in foundation and hairspray was a bit of a leap. Still, he loved the attention and couldn’t deny that it was a nice boost to his already slightly over-inflated ego.

[agedleathersoul-blog]

White Houses || Tag: Alexis

Work had been, well, busy. With quite a large paper being due soon, students were clamoring more than usual to get into his office for open doors hours. Several of them said they needed him to read it to make sure their grammar was correct, two or three wanted to make sure their tense was correct, and one just said she wanted to spend time with him. As he walked home, he let out a sigh at the memory. Couldn’t people be a little less absorbed with his looks every now and again?

He turned on his heel and walked off the sidewalk, up the stairs, and through the front door of his apartment building. As he closed the door behind him, the elderly apartment caretaker stuck her head out from her ground level room. A bright smile grew on her face when she realized who was coming back, “Dorian!”

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Case.” Dorian gave a soft smile and a nod. Mrs. Case stepped out of her room, her hand clutching her cane for support, “I’m glad I was able to catch you! You have a new neighbor starting today.” Dorian resisted the urge to groan, “Oh, really? That’s...wonderful.” The blonde wasn’t really looking forward to more noise in his hallway, but it’s not like he owned the whole building. Mrs. Case laughed, “Don’t look so distressed, dear! She seems sweet, but I wanted to warn you before you went upstairs and didn’t recognize the person moving in the apartment across from you.”

“I appreciate that, Mrs. Case.” Mrs. Case had always been very careful with Dorian; she knew he had some pretty awful social anxiety and wasn’t comfortable around strangers. Moving in here was incredibly hard for Dorian; however, she was very gentle and helped him get used to the area. “Now then, go on up. She’ll probably be moving things in for the next couple hours, so maybe some headphones while you work will be helpful.”

Dorian gave another nod, “That’s probably what’s going to happen. Have a good afternoon, Mrs. Case.” He gave a small wave and then began to ascend the staircase to the third floor, his mind curious about who this new neighbor was, but also a little saddened that he had a new neighbor at all.

@alexispoo-roleplay

[chopperpirate]

@alexispoo-roleplay

This seemed like a nice town thus far. Despite what Chopper had heard about this town being almost too boring and normal, Chopper honestly didn't find anything worth complaining about. Then again, he tried to lay low for most of his stay in this place. The reason being that most people he came across in this world were critical of his appearance.

Chopper couldn't exactly blame them. After all, an anthropomorphized reindeer was pretty abnormal, no matter what standards were being used to define it. Japan was a bad place to be. It was a country known for being superstitious. A cute little reindeer could easily be interpreted as a demon taking a presentable form to fool the populace.

With a squeak emitting from each step of his hooves, Chopper let out a small sigh. The pain of boredom dulled his physical exhaustion, letting him forget about how tired he was. His maroon colored shorts had a bit of dirt on them. It was likely from a brawl or some other type of outdoor activity. Given the location, perhaps Chopper was merely defending himself. Judging from the brief moment of sighing, his voice seemed to be soft, reminiscent of a child's. He didn't sound older than an eleven year old.

Something caught his attention. A young woman with a certain aura about her. Maybe this was a more approachable person. Chopper couldn't exactly tell what he was sensing. With an excited grin, he ran toward the adorable human.

Chopper stopped in front of this woman, tilting his head upward. Hopefully, she had noticed him by this point. While full of abnormalities, his blue nose was almost certain to catch her eye before any other detail. Perhaps the brace around his left antler would catch her eye as well. This brace keeping his broken antler attached after a brutal beating when he was younger. Chopper's friendly grin made his warm intentions implicit. Eager to engage, the boy placed small, rock hard hoof atop the woman's knee, attempting to lower her gaze toward him as a result. "Hello there!" These were the only two words he'd excitedly cheered out, awaiting a response before doing anything else.

[natanaelesantino]

Late Night Visit

@alexispoo-roleplay

His body ached, his head throbbed in pulses that seem to drill into the soft tissue of his brain, sparking fireworks to the fleet by his vision and it felt like he was walking on air. But he was almost home, just up the stairwell and into the confines of his apartment he'd go. It was already night and although he didn’t yearn for sleep, he yearned to sit down and rest. His job had become more draining through the years as he grew, and he didn’t know if it was because of his age or his lack of interest in his career. 

He hated having to live in such a small apartment for the moment. It wasn't a bad place to live in, but it just had such little room despite it being two bedrooms with a big living room. He'd gotten used to the echo of his voice bouncing off the walls of his penthouse, but because of an electrical issue that was considered a fire hazard, he was momentarily out of a home. And this was the closest place to his home available. He would have crashed at a friend's place, but they were all so busy or out of the country that he just didn't feel like bugging them when he had the means to give himself a home. 

The last time he had to stay in a place this small was when he was first on his own, and working to become a model for himself rather than be a puppet for someone to command. But that was long ago and now, he could live anywhere he wanted, so why he'd chosen this place of all places was beyond him, but it was comfy and quiet, no one seemed to take a mind to him, and he didn't bring attention to himself. 

Men's fashion week was finally over and he could rest for the remainder of the week if he wanted. 

God, he missed his elevator. Stairs had never been his friend and he wanted to punch himself for deciding to live on the top floor for the sake of a good view of the city. He paused halfway up the stairs and took a deep breath, collecting himself before continuing. Yet he couldn't help but mentally curse at his migraine. 

With a quiet grunt, he made it to the last step and walked down the long hallway, lost in his thoughts and almost stumbling on the figure that he hadn't seen before, "Merda!" He cursed in his native tongue, surprised from his lack of awareness of his surroundings, "I didn't see you were there, I'm sorry! I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked concerned, filling his voice. He knew the person before him was his neighbor, they lived right across from them and had occasionally stumbled on one another, exchanging brief conversations or hellos. They seemed nice and it made him feel all the more terrible for being so absent minded and not noticing where he was going.

[wickedarchive]

@alexispoo-roleplay liked for a starter!

Another day, another Smackdown in the books. It was a crazy episode, as to be expected, but AJ walked out of there with the United States Championship sitting proudly on his shoulder. That was all that mattered — at least, that’s all that should matter. But he couldn’t shake the feeling of seeing that one photographer; blue hair, beautiful face. He’d never spoken to her before and it was.. weird. He’s a friendly guy, especially to the amazingly talented men and women who worked hard to showcase them as world class superstars. So the fact that, in all this time, they had never spoken, he didn’t know what to think of it. Running a hand through his hair, AJ lets out a sigh, trying to shake it. The day was over, he had emerged victorious, and he could go back to the hotel —

Blue hair.

AJ stops, trying not to stare at the back of the female’s head. It was… her. Most definitely. Clearing his throat, he takes a few tentative steps towards her. ❝ Uh… Hey, there. ❞ He brings a hand up to rub against the back of his neck, cringing at how awkward that sounded. ❝ I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meetin’ yet, but I’ve seen ya’ out by the ring a few times. So I figured I’d pop by and introduce myself. ❞

[alexispoo]

In Training ~ Arcanine

This is the first fic in my Crossover Pokemon/Wrestling Series. Please bare with me, as I haven’t played Pokemon since I lost my 3DS a year and a half ago. {However, I did have help from the wonderful @i-kneel-for-king-loki }

Description: Dean Ambrose is a trainer and comes across an Arcanine and manages to capture it, he then brings her back home and trains her.  

Warnings: Smut, Mentions of being abandoned in the past. 

Notes: There’s a lot of pet names in this fic. I always THOUGHT arcanine looked like a tiger with a lion’s mane, but it’s a dog type pokemon. The pet name Kitten is in this A LOT, mostly because when it comes to Dean Ambrose, I’ve always had a kitten kink. So don’t bother sending me hate if it is to tell me that Arcanine is a dog, I already know. Also, there is a part in this fic that my inspiration came from one of @kailynnyukari21 fics, it’s the part that involves the ‘treats’. 

Totally Random Note: This is I believe.. The first fic I’ve written without anyone else helping me, besides with knowledge. No edits from anyone else, simply had @i-kneel-for-king-loki and @imagines–assemble read over it to make sure it made sense and looked good. I’m feeling pretty damn proud of myself in this fic. 

Also, this may be a bit longer than my other fics. I didn’t really care to look at the word count. ANYWAYS, let’s get this goin’. I hope you enjoy! 

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You were out in the middle of an open field, wandering around without a care in your head. You were hunting around for food and possibly some dropped items. Peeking around through the tall grass in the field, you saw trainers passing by. Making sure you wouldn’t get caught, you turned and went the other way to continue on your little scavenger hunt.

Dean was making his way to a field that was usually ignored by most trainers. He knew better, he’d been pegging after this gorgeous Arcanine that he wanted for his own. Every time he’d try to catch this pokemon, she’d always manage to escape. He approached the field and narrowed his eyes as he gazed over the blades of tall grass, looking for any sign of movement. He held the leash and collar that he had firmly in his hand. He finally caught sight of very little movement, and it happened to be near him. He grinned and licked his lips as he put the leash and collar in his pocket and clenched and unclenched his hands. He removed his leather jacket and set it on the shorter grass quietly so the creature wouldn’t hear him. Ambrose then made his way into the field stealthily. 

You were sniffing around for items, having come across the usual everstone. You growled softly and tossed it aside, finding it useless. Your ears perked up as you heard slight movement, causing you to look around closely to see if you saw anything out of the ordinary.

Dean bit his lip as he saw you looking at your surroundings, holding his breath and staying hidden as he realized he’d been the cause of you being cautious. He released his breath as he saw you go back to searching for dropped items. He smirked and dug into his pocket for a rare candy and tossed it a few feet in front of him, crouching down low as he waited quietly to see if you’d take the bait. 

You sniffed the air again and caught scent of candy, licking your lips as you growled, as if claiming it and letting the other pokemon nearby know that it was yours. You grinned as you caught sight of the candy you’d smelled and licked your lips again. Approaching the candy and picking it up, you unwrapped it and popped it in your mouth, purring softly as the flavor took over your mouth, wiggling your ass happily.

Dean caught sight of the Arcanine he’d been after for so long, gasping very softly at its beauty up close as he quietly fished out the collar and leash he’d put in his pocket. There was no way in hell that he was going to let her escape this time.

He watched as she wiggled her ass, growling quietly himself. He attached the leash to the collar, wrapping the leash around his hand firmly as he held both ends of the leather collar he’d chosen specifically for Arcanine. He saw her get on her hands and knees, which is when he chose to strike.

You turned your head as you heard movement nearby, about to stand up again, however, you were being held down in the grass, hearing a man growling. You turned your head to gaze at the trainer, catching sight of gorgeous blue eyes. You felt as he put the leather collar around your neck and buckled it. He’d taken care not to make it too tight, nor too loose.

Dean smiled triumphantly as he helped the creature up and grabbed her by her chin, gazing into her deep brown eyes. His breath caught in his throat, as did hers. He gently stroked her cheek with his thumb, cupping her face in both hands, repeating the motion with both thumbs now. Not once did his gaze falter from hers. “I-I can’t believe I finally caught you..” He whispered in disbelief, as if he was questioning if you were really there with his collar on. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful..”

You bit your lip and flushed deeply as you noticed how close he was and at his last words. You nuzzled your cheek against one of his hands, purring softly and closing your eyes.

Dean smiled softly and watched you nuzzled his hand. “Have I been lucky enough to catch an affectionate kitten?” He chuckled softly when you turned your head to give a few kitten licks to his palm. He pulled you close to him and gently held your chin, pressing his thumb against your lower lip, earning him a soft purr. “Does my pretty kitten have a name she’d like me to call her?”

You nodded lightly and smiled softly, hearing his breath hitch as he took in the sight of your bright, beautiful smile. “Y/n.” You spoke softly. 

Ambrose nodded and gave a sweet smile. “I’ll make a tag for your collar sometime with it on there, but I’m not gonna forget such a beautiful name. It matches your beauty perfectly..” He spoke softly to soothe you as he knew you were probably nervous about being a fresh catch. “Does my kitten want to come home with me so I can train her to be a good girl for me? Huh?” 

You nodded and bit your lip shyly. “Y-Yes please.” 

Dean chuckled and walked over to grab his leather jacket from the ground. Turning around as he was about to put it on himself, he saw you shiver and frowned. “Is my baby girl cold?” He asked, walking over to you. 

You shook your head no and hugged yourself. You didn’t want to seem weak already, afraid that if you did, your new owner that you’d quickly grown attached to might release you.

Dean shook his head and walked up to you, placing his jacket over your shoulders to warm you up. “No need to be scared, sweetheart. I’ve been after you for a while. I’d never release you. Even if you were weak, I’d keep you and train you to strengthen you.”

You flushed lightly and slid your arms into the sleeves of the jacket and growled happily at the welcoming warmth, not to mention the scent of your new trainer that happened to flood it. You gripped the opening of the jacket and pulled them together, hugging yourself as you were dazed by how comforting the warmth and scent were.

Ambrose smiled, watching as you were acting like a kitten getting high off catnip, just due to his jacket. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and gently kissed your neck, lightly nibbling and suckling at the flesh. He wanted to mark you as his already, but he didn’t want other trainers to hear your sounds. Those precious sounds were only meant for his ears. He was a greedy, protective trainer, but he was also caring. He wasn’t too sure if he was loving, considering he’d hardly been shown love himself.

You whimpered softly and leaned back into his body as he held you tightly. Feeling his strong, rough hands running over your soft flesh as he started to lick at your neck gently.

“Mmn.. My kitten tastes pretty good.” He said softly, sending shivers up your spine. He chuckled and smiled, rubbing his hands up and down your sides as he warmed you up. When he figured you were warm enough, he hoisted you up and over his shoulder.

“Ah! Y-You don’t have to carry me, s-sir.. I-I can walk on my own.” You said softly, clawing at the back of his shirt gently.

Dean smiled and bit his lip, playfully spanking you, then petting one of your ass cheeks, a yelp escaping you, then turning into a purr. “‘S alright, princess. You can call me Dean. I’m not one for the ‘sir’ shit. I’d rather hear my name coming from those luscious lips and hear it spoken in that beautiful voice of yours. As for you walking, hell no. I’m spoiling my precious kitten.. Not letting you walk on those pretty little feet of yours until we’re back at my place, darlin’.” He smirked and approached his car, setting you in the passenger seat.

You blushed and gazed up at him with your deep brown eyes, biting your lip, surprised how Dean was treating you. You’d always heard that some trainers were so horrible to their pokemon, only using them for battle, neglecting them when they became bored with them, or just out right releasing them when the pokemon had grown attached to them.

Dean noticed the confusion in your eyes and frowned. “Has my kitten been treated badly by a previous trainer..?” He questioned softly, meeting your gaze firmly.

You shivered as you thought back to your previous owner and whimpered. He’d used you for his selfish purposes, never truly cared for you, and when he’d felt you’d grown too weak for him, he had released you in this field and never came back even though he’d promised he would. You jumped slightly as you felt Dean wiping the tears from under your eyes. You hadn’t even realized that you’d started crying due to the flashbacks flooding your mind.

Dean sighed softly and leaned in, kissing your forehead lovingly. “Shh.. ‘S alright, baby.. I’m not going to treat you badly. I promise. I don’t usually chase after one pokemon, even when I come across others of the same breed.. but, when I caught sight of you..” He trailed off, searching your eyes for doubt in his words, and he found none. “I just had to have you.. not anyone else.”

You nodded and smiled softly. “T-Take me home, s- Dean?”

Dean chuckled softly, hearing you correct yourself. “That’s my girl.” He said softly and closed your door and ran to his side of the car and got in. He started the car and gazed over, noticing you biting your lip and twiddling your fingers. He gently took one of your hands and pressed a soft kiss to the back of it, giving a reassuring smile as he held it, starting to drive to his house.

You were gazing out the window in awe at the sights of the wide fields that you’d been zooming past. You gazed back at Dean with wide, curious eyes. Dean chuckled and rolled your window down, laughing softly as you stuck you head out to feel the wind in your hair, you purred softly and smiled brightly. He smiled as well, seeing you so happy made him happy. From your actions, it gave him the impression that it’d been a long while since you’d even seen the world beyond that grassy field he’d caught you in. When he figured this out, he just knew he’d have to take you on trips to see the rest of the world. 

You giggled as you shook your backside happily and took in a deep breath of the fresh air. You’d looked around quickly as the car came to a stop, seeing as large house, your eyes went wide. Your new owner lived here? Out in the countryside where nobody could bother him?

Dean smiled softly and got out of the car, walking over to your side and opening the door. He picked you up bridal style again and carried you to the front door of his house. He unlocked the door while still carrying you, slowly opening it to show you the inside. Gently, he placed you down on the wooden flooring and watched as you jumped and yelped softly at the coldness to your feet. He chuckled softly and leaned down, placing a kiss to the top of your head. “Welcome to your new home, Y/n.”

You watched as he gestured to the interior of the large house. Gazing up at him in shock as he’d finally said your name instead of a pet name. Even your previous trainer never called you by your actual name. However, you were quickly realizing that Dean wasn’t anything like those awful trainers you’d heard about.

Dean watched as you cautiously wandered towards the main rooms.

You sniffed the air, finding foreign scents that you’d never smelled before. You saw the furniture in the living room and tilted your head like a cute puppy when they’re confused and wandered over. Crawling on top of the back of the couch, feeling the cool leather against your skin, you sprawled out and purred.

Ambrose chuckled and walked over to remove the leash from the collar and made sure the collar hadn’t somehow gotten tighter around your neck. He grunted in satisfaction as it still felt the way he’d put it on earlier. He made his way to the kitchen and came back out with some fruits to feed you.

“Would you like to see where you’ll be sleeping?” He crouched down slightly to meet your gaze with his blue eyes.

You blushed and looked around, having assumed you’ll be sleeping on the couch, the floor, maybe even outside. You nodded and got off the couch to follow Dean, he handed you one of the fruits he’d grabbed and grinned as he saw you devour it hungrily. You hadn’t found any food in the wild lately, except for that rare candy, which thinking back to it, you realized it was bait for Dean to capture you. 

Dean led you to the largest room in the house, which was the master bedroom. He opened the double doors that led into it and stepped aside for you to see. 

Your mouth dropped open in awe as you took in the size of the room, but then you realized he probably was wanting you to sleep on the floor with a blanket or something.

Dean set the remaining fruit on the side table and walked back over to you, removing the leather jacket of his that you’d been wearing. He then tossed you a shirt of his to pull on so you could be comfier. He smiled as he watched you pull it on. He thought you looked adorable in his shirt and earlier, in his jacket. Who was he kidding, you looked sexy and adorable in both things. He lifted you up and carried you over to the large bed, laying you down gently.

“Now.. I’d just love to feed my princess.. Is she hungry? You looked like you had quite an appetite.. I love a girl with an appetite.” He tilted his head in question.

You flushed bright red and nodded slowly, rubbing your stomach and licking your lips hungrily.

He chuckled softly and gently petted your hair. “Such an adorable little kitten. My sweet little kitten now.” He got up and headed to the kitchen to cut up some fruit and get some drinks.

You looked around the massive room and yawned softly, even with a growling stomach, you felt yourself becoming tired. Slowly, your eyes started to close.

A while later, Dean sat beside you on the bed after he’d set the tray of sliced fruit on the bedside table, along with the drinks. He gently stroked your hair, feeling you stir and whimper in your sleep. He frowned and tilted his head. He heard you starting to cry and realized this had to be you reacting to flashbacks. “Sh-Shit. Shh.. calm down, Y/n.” He pulled you into his arms as he tried to comfort you. He sighed when you started to fight him.

He pulled you tight to his chest. “Y/n!” He noticed you jolt in his arms and open your eyes, panting heavily. “It’s alright, I’m right here for you, alright? I’m your owner now. Not the person that abandoned you.. I’d never abandon you.. Alright?” He reached his hands out, caressing your face in his hands lovingly, gently stroking your cheeks with his thumbs. “You alright now, darlin’?”

You nodded lightly, feeling embarrassed at your little scare. You soon went from feeling embarrassed, to feeling hungry as your stomach growled rather loudly. Loud enough that even Dean heard it. You blushed bright red and placed a hand on your stomach, gazing up at Dean.

Dean chuckled softly and rubbed your cheek. “My beautiful girl is still hungry. At least you got to nap for a short while. Now I can feed you.” He smiled and held up an apple slice that had the peel removed and held it to your mouth. “Open up.”

Around an hour later, you were lying back on the bed, rubbing your stomach and purring happily as you were all full.

Dean had left to do the dishes and came back into the room, biting his lip at the sight he came back to. You were sprawled out on the bed, your legs spread open and you were rubbing your stomach. “Is my kitten all full and satisfied? Or would she like some treats?”

Your ears perked up as you caught the word treats and licked your lips, getting onto your hands and knees, crawling to the end of the bed to meet him. “I want treats, but I thought you were supposed to train me?” You asked softly.

Dean chuckled and removed his shirt, tossing it aside, slowly reaching down to unbutton and unzip his jeans. He kept his gaze locked on you the entire time. “I’m gonna train you, baby girl, don’t you worry about that. As for now though.. giving you treats is a way for me to bond with you. It’ll help us become closer, alright?”

You nodded and licked your lips as you watched his hands, watching as he inched closer to where you were on the end of the bed. You whimpered and nudged at his crotch with your nose, whimpering and wiggling around eagerly. 

Dean bit his lip and grunted. “Aww.. Does my kitten need help?” He smiled as you nodded and he slowly reached down, pushing his jeans to his mid thighs and took his cock out of his boxers. “C’mon, baby girl.. time to eat up.” He whispered in his raspy voice, being broken by a grunt, he looked down, seeing your lips wrapped around his cock as you gazed up into his blue eyes with your deep brown eyes. He groaned and bit his lip as he noticed the innocence that flooded your wide eyes even as you had your mouth full of his length. “O-Oh fuck.. Such a good kitten..”

He tangled his fingers in your hair, one hand reaching to rub your cheek with his thumb as he gazed into your eyes. “Does my princess want her trainer’s treats? Huh? Use your words for me.”

You released his cock, slowly dragging your tongue along the pulsing, sensitive vein along the underside of his cock, earning you a rather loud moan. “Yes please. I want my owner’s treats. Please give them to me, Dean?” You begged softly and took his length back into your mouth, slowly deep throating his cock, gagging softly as you kept your eyes on him.

Ambrose groaned and tangled his fingers in your hair firmly. “F-Fuck.. Baby, gonna need you to brace yourself.. your mouth just feels too fucking amazing.. so wet and warm..” He grunted and bit his lip hard as he began a rhythm of thrusting into your mouth, gasping softly as your throat began to tighten around his girth. “H-Oh fuck.. S-such a good girl for me.. yeah.. you just love feeling my hands in your hair and how gentle I am with you, even when you’re on your hands and knees like this, don’t ya?” He licked his lips as you nodded. 

You growled and moaned to force vibrations upon his cock, earning a gasp and loud groan from him. You used a hand to massage his balls as you continued to suck on his cock. 

Dean panted softly. “F-Fuck.. Princess.. Mmn.. You ready for your treats now, huh?” He chuckled softly when you gazed up at him with pleading, wide eyes. He held your head firmly in place and felt the head of his cock press and rub against the back of your throat. Throwing his head back and groaning loudly as he released deep in your throat. “O-oh god..” He panted as he moved his hands away and to his sides as he watched you swallow everything and even lick him clean, making a show of licking your lips as well.

You looked up at him and smiled softly, biting your lip shyly as you felt a puddle forming between your legs, whimpering and laying back on the bed as you tried to rub your legs together for friction.

Dean noticed your actions and bit his lip, only to lick them hungrily as he began to imagine what you tasted like. He broke into a grin and ran his fingers through his hair. “Aww.. What’s the matter, darlin’? Need some relief? Ya want your trainer to help you release a little?” He crawled onto the bed, licking his lips again.

You whimpered and nodded frantically, clawing at the bed sheets as you thrust your hips into the air desperately. “P-Pleasee..”

Dean grinned and reached for the waistband of the bottoms you were wearing and tugged them off quickly, tossing them to the floor. He leaned in, nuzzling his nose against your clit through your tiny black lace thong, earning him a gasp and whimper from you as you curled your toes and grasped the bed sheets. 

“Yeah? Does my kitten want her perfect little pussy to be devoured by her new owner? Huh, baby? Use your words like a good girl.” He stuck his tongue out, licking a stripe up the thong, teasing his saliva through the fabric of the thong.

You gasped and whined softly. “Y-Yes! It feels s-so good! P-please eat my pretty little pussy.. It-it’s so wet for you already, Dean. Make me yours.. Mmn.. T-train me to be a good girl for you..” You trailed off shyly, a bit embarrassed.

Dean growled and tugged the thong off quickly and held it to his face to sniff at it as it was drenched with your essence, smelling so sweet to him. He grunted and tossed them aside, diving into the area between your legs again. Gripping your thighs firmly, he dove in, starting to lick, nip, and kiss at your lower set of lips, growling and moaning softly as he tasted your essence. He felt you trying to thrust up into his face, grunting as he reached an arm across your abdomen to hold you down firmly as he went back to devouring your delicious little cunt. 

You cried out as you felt him devouring you, whimpering as you couldn’t move your hips. You thrashed as much as you could. “D-Dean! O-oh fuck!” You couldn’t even arch your back. 

He grunted and moaned as he felt your walls tightening around his tongue. He took a breath and grinned as he gazed over your form, admiring the writhing mess he’d turned you into. “Yes, baby girl? You wanted something?” He used two of his fingers and stroked your lower lips, very slowly sliding them into you. He heard you gasp and moan softly. “Yeah? You like that, baby? Hmm? C'mon.. Use your words like you’ve been doing.. You’re such a good girl for me..” He cooed as he began to pump his fingers in and out, curling them to hit that certain spot.

You cried out as you arched your back slightly, still being held down. “Please make me c-cum.. Please please please..” You begged, which caused him to speed up his fingers, feeling as your walls clenched around them. 

Dean leaned in and kissed your inner thigh as he continued thrusting his fingers. He changed to biting and suckling to leave a mark on you near your most intimate part, basically his way of claiming you for his own. “Yeah? You want me to make you cum for me, huh?” He removed his fingers, making a show of licking them clean as he locked eyes with you.

He grinned mischievously and licked his lips. “Such a fucking delicious pussy.. I can’t get enough..” He leaned back in and buried his face into your pussy, licking and suckling at your pussy hungrily as if he were a starving man. He held you firmly in place, arm over your abdomen again as he used his other hand, the pad of his thumb to rub furious circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

You cried out and reached down, tangling fingers in his hair and tugging harshly as you felt yourself release into his mouth, panting heavily and collapsing back on the bed. 

Ambrose moaned softly as he licked you clean, sitting back on his knees as he licked the pad of his thumb and then his lips. “My princess feel better now?” He crawled over to hover over you, looking down at you. He frowned when he saw you shake your head. “What do you need, princess? Tell me. Don’t be afraid. I wanna make my princess feel better.” He laid on top of you lightly, stroking one of your cheeks.

You bit your lip and took the initiative, leaning up and kissing him deeply. His eyes widened in shock, but he quickly returned the kiss, running a hand along your side and gripping your hip. 

He gently broke the kiss, breathing softly. He turned your head slightly to reveal your neck, then he quickly went after it. Holding the other side of your neck firmly as he held you in place, biting and suckling roughly at your flesh. He was determined to leave marks on you that every other trainer and pokemon could see, being his way of marking you as his. He growled lowly at the thought of others seeing his marks on you, it was getting him harder. He began rutting against you desperately as he continued to work on your neck. 

You gasped and clawed at his back, earning a moan from him as he pressed into you. The scratching caused him immense pleasure. He pulled from your neck, seeing the love bites he’d left there, smirking as he was happy with his work.

He grabbed the shirt of his that you were wearing and pulled it off of you, tossing it to litter the floor just like the other articles of clothing. He removed your headpiece and ran his fingers through your soft hair. He then moved to remove the top to your outfit, also unclasping your bra and tossing both on the floor.

You bit your lip nervously as you were now completely nude in front of your new trainer. He got off the bed, shoving his jeans and boxers down to pool around his ankles and stepped out of them. He then crawled back onto the bed and hovered over you, spreading your legs open, placing your legs over his shoulders. “Is my princess ready to feel me stretch her tight little pussy? I bet it’s so tight that I’ll have to hold myself back from coming right away..” He moved a hand to his cock, rubbing it teasingly against your lower lips. 

You whimpered and wiggled your hips. “F-Fuck.. Mmn.. P-Please, Dean..” You begged, gazing up at him as you gasped, feeling as he slowly thrusted himself inside you.

Dean grunted and bit his lip. “Oh fuck.. So damn tight..” He groaned as his head hung forward, panting as he had to stay still. “So fucking wet for me too, my god..” 

You threw your head back against the pillow and panted heavily. “Ah! Y-You’re so big.. Mmh..” You tried to move your hips to get more friction, yelping as you felt a spank to one of your ass cheeks.

Dean growled lowly. “My baby girl wants my cock that bad, huh? Then I better give it to her.” He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and started to thrust deep into you, earning loud moans from you as he gripped your hips firmly. “Oh fuck.. That’s it.. Take it, baby.. Mmn.. That feel good? Yeah.. Gonna train my kitten so good, that she’ll always be a good girl for me..” He growled and started to pick up his pace.

You bit your lip, trying to hold in your sounds of pleasure, however, Dean wasn’t having any of that. He growled and began to thrust into you more roughly, making you gasp and cry out for him. He grinned. 

“That’s my good girl.. I wanna hear all those beautiful sounds, got it?” He smirked when you nodded and he released your hips, moving your legs to wrap around his waist as he leaned in closer to you, pressing his body against yours as he kept his pace rapid. He growled and leaned down, claiming your lips in a fierce, passion filled kiss. 

You whimpered into the kiss, your walls already contracting around his girth as he was being relentless. You broke the kiss and released a scream of his name. “Ah! Dean!” You gripped his biceps firmly, digging your fingernails into his flesh to create crescent shaped indentations. 

Dean groaned loudly and gasped. “Fuck! Your pussy is gripping me even tighter now, Y/n.. Is my princess gonna cum? Cum for me, baby girl..” He thrusted as deep as he could.

You felt him go even deeper and screamed again, feeling your orgasm crash over you. You panted heavily and grew limp under him, but he clearly wasn’t done with you, as he kept thrusting. Biting your lip, you gazed into his eyes. “C-Cum for me.. Please, Dean?” You whimpered as you felt another climax approaching already. You arched your back as he held your body close and sped up his thrusts again. 

Dean growled deeply. “Fuck.. Fucking take it, Y/n.. I’m almost there, baby..” He bit down on your shoulder as he kept his thrusts firm. They began to become sloppy as he was nearing his release. He grunted and gasped as he felt your walls grip him tightly as you released again and he practically roared out as he finally reached his end. “Oh fuck! Take all that cum, baby.. Mmn..” He slowly thrusted his hips as he rode out his release. He then collapsed on top of you, not letting all his weight rest on you, he leaned in and took your lips into another passionate kiss. 

You ran your fingers through his hair and kept your legs wrapped around his waist loosely. You gently broke the kiss, gazing into his eyes, biting your lip shyly. “Never been treated so greatly by a trainer until now.. Please don’t ever release me?” 

Dean smiled and used both hands to cup your cheeks in his hands, gazing into your eyes with a stern, serious, and loving gaze. “I’ve already told you.. I’m never letting you go, Y/n.. I’ve never been this desperate for a pokemon before.” He spoke softly and rested his forehead against yours. “You’re stuck with me, baby girl.” He ended that statement with a loving kiss and didn’t break it. 

You took in every word he’d said and smiled into the kiss. He told you that you were stuck with him, but you knew that you’d be alright with that. This was your new life, and with a trainer like Dean, you knew you’d be well taken care of, and loved beyond your wildest dreams. 

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Thoughts had been running through Shannon’s mind for a while, and he was finding it difficult to even control them. He’d ended up handing the shop keys over to the shop supervisor, climbing on his bike and riding home. Lacey was a constant thought on his mind, and how he’d not seen her in days. Ever since he walked in on her pleasuring himself and she left in a hurry. She was still staying at his place but he’d made a habit of changing the rotas at work so they weren’t working the same days. It wasn’t because he didn’t like her. It was the opposite. He was completely obsessed with her. She was beautiful and he wanted her but he just knew he couldn’t take advantage. 

He put his key into the lock of the front door, pushing the door open slowly. He knew she’d be here. His usual routine of running upstairs and spending the rest of the night in the spare room, trying to give her as much space as possible wasn’t going to cut it tonight. He was gonna confront her. He wanted her and he had to tell her. 

“Lacey..?”

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🎉🎉Today’s my 3 year blogiversary!!!!🎉🎉

I can’t believe I survived this long 😅😅😅. Ever since I came here three years ago, I never expected to be welcomed and included in the Tumblr wrestling fam (and all of the other fandoms I’m in) in such an amazing and kind way. You have all inspired me in so many different ways. The amazing people I’ve met here will always live in my heart. This place is my second home (even tho Tumblr staff can’t fix their shit) and it makes me happy to be here.

I love you all dearly: from the 550+ people who decided to follow my shitty blog, to the friends and mutuals I’ve made along the way who’ve been nothing but kind to me (even tho I don’t deserve it), and to the girls who’ve become my second family (y’all know who you are). Y’all girls are my ride or die, and I will defend and love and care for you until I can’t anymore 😤❤.

To all who are here and to those who have departed, thank you. Thank you for the memories, the laughs, the tears and then some. I’ve hope I’ve made y’all proud. I love y’all 3000 <3.

Here’s to another 3 years! 🍻

- Rezz/Rezzy 💕💕💕

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Patton in Wonderland TEASERS

               Patton was beginning to get very tired of sitting by his brother on the bank, and of having nothing to do : once or twice he had tried to watch his brother practice his lines, but he was only doing his lines and when Patton had tried to help, he had discovered no pictures in it, but a lot of characters whom he couldn’t keep up with, being a good few years younger than the actor.

               So he was considering in his own mind, (as well as he could, for the hot day made him feel very sleepy and slow,) whether the pleasure of making a daisy-crown would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a white rabbit- which he could only describe as being QUITE handsome- with light blue eyes ran close by him.

               There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Patton think it quite so out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!” (when he though it over afterwards, it did occur to him that he ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Patton started to his feet, for it flashed across his mind that he had never before seen a rabbit with either a brilliant royal blue waistcoat, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiousity, he considered darting right along behind it- he did so love animals after all.  He glanced guiltily back at Thomas, but his brother was emersed in his audition practice, and did not notice his brother escaping into the trees. “Oh it’ll be quite alright,” Patton thought to himself. “I shalln’t be long after all! Just a dip after that Rabbit and a nice chat, I shall be back before nary an hour has passed! Thomas won’t even miss me!”

               That thought to comfort the short blond in blue, Patton grinned widely and darted off to find his future furry friend, not once considering how he was to ever find his way back from with in the trees. When the small white creature slipped swiftly down a rabbit hole, Patton frowned- one might even go so far as to call it a pout, as a quite annoying cat in purple would do so later- and knelt by the hole, caring quite little for how dirty his pristine white gloves would get as he stared down. “Well?” called an amused, slightly wicked voice. “Come now, Darling, we’re all waiting for you!” Patton’s cerulean eyes widened as an invisible force seemed to wrap around his wrist and... down he tumbled...

               When Patton had awoken, and rightly grabbed a sense of his surroundings, he was assaulted with the alarming image of a man who seemed very put out, standing a lot closer than he expected him to. It took but a few moments to come to the rather startling realization that this man must be the white rabbit he had infact followed down the rabbit hole entirely on accident. Despite the fact that Patton was sure he had followed an animal, not a man, this had to be the same- he wore the same royal blue waist coat with silver embroidery, perfectly tailored to his impressively lean yet muscular physique. He also had the same oval glasses perched on a straight, thin nose, his piercing cerulean eyes staring with calculating annoyance at the shorter boy who appeared to have landed on a pile of... furniture? At least he had landed in a chair instead of just the middle of the pile! The rabbit had white ears that were perked straight up, clearly in annoyance, as his black hair was tossled around the fuzzy ears.

               Patton blushed darkly, realizing that the man was, in fact, EXTREMELY attractive! In fact, shit he was hot! Of course what he said next had Patton withering like a scolded child.

               “Well?” he snapped. “How do you propose to get yourself out of this mess? I should warn you, I am late for a very important date and such makes me highly cross.”

Author’s note- I promised you guys a chapter yesterday but it got a bit busy so day late and only a partial but HOPEFULLY I’ll be finished with the first chapter of Patton in Wonderland tomorrow! Remember, if you have a specific story you want to be added to only, and not the general taglist, just let me know!!!!

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