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😈 “Behind Closed Doors” 💙

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Summary: The tension between Jey Uso and Rhea Ripley is undeniable as they share a charged conversation backstage. Jey’s slow, deliberate teasing pulls Rhea in, but she’s not one to let him get too comfortable. Due to the unspoken desire between the two, they both step over the line and find themselves in a shower entanglement…

CW: Flirting/Explicit Tension, Mild Language, Power Dynamic, Sexual Undertones, Smut, 18+, MDNI

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The backstage area was filled with the low hum of the arena winding down after the night’s show. The sound of shoes tapping on concrete echoed softly through the halls as Rhea Ripley walked off the stage, adrenaline still pumping in her veins, but something felt different tonight. It wasn’t just the win—no, it was the charge in the air that had her senses tingling. She didn’t know exactly what it was, but she had a feeling she was about to find out.

As she turned a corner, she spotted him leaning against the wall—Jey Uso, as calm and collected as ever, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. His chocolate brown eyes met her dark brown ones the moment she stepped into view, and a small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.

“Rhea,” Jey greeted, his voice deep and easy, laced with that quiet confidence that always seemed to come naturally to him. “You were fire out there tonight.” He had on a fresh blue YEET shirt along with his matching blue shades and bright white Nikes. And then the blue tips in his hair that matched it…and something about that crop top…it was a bit more high than usual she could’ve sworn.

Rhea raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a grin. “Cheers, Uso. You lookin’ for a fight, or you just here to give me compliments?” She let the Australian accent hang in her words, rolling the vowels, making it sound effortless, like second nature. The gold grills that hung over his bottom teeth while two of his top fangs were covered with gold was enough to keep her gaze fixated on him.

Jey let out a low chuckle, shaking his head before removing his shades. “Nah, I ain’t here to fight. I came to see what all that talk’s about. You wildin’ out there tonight, huh? Thought you was gonna run through that whole division.” Just keep talking, she seems like she’s starin’ anyway…but that smile along with her black lipstick contrasting with the white set of teeth she had underneath…damn.

Rhea smirked, taking a step closer to him. “Wouldn’t be the first time, yeah? You seen me do it before, Jey.”

Jey stood up from the wall, stepping into her space. His frame was broad, towering over her, but Rhea didn’t flinch. She matched his stance, their bodies mere inches apart. He looked down at her, his eyes softening for a moment before his signature grin returned.

“You know, I been watchin’ you for a while now,” Jey said, his voice dropping a few octaves, more serious. “Ain’t nobody work as hard as you do. But you know what? I been waitin’ for the right time to tell you somethin’.”

Rhea tilted her head slightly, curious but playing it cool. “What’s that?”

Jey didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stepped in closer, the heat of his body practically radiating off of him. He looked down at her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes. “You think you the only one who knows how to handle business, huh? You think you the only one who can run through this whole place like it’s nothin’? I see you out there, rippin’ people apart, but… I know what you need, Rhea.”

Rhea didn’t move, didn’t speak. She just stood there, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. His words lingered in the air, each syllable dripping with something more—something unsaid. Her heart skipped a beat, but she wasn’t about to let him think she was intimidated. Know what I need hm? Let’s see if he actually gets it right this time.

“Oh yeah?” she said, letting a bit of her Australian accent drawl through. “What do I need then, Uso? You gonna tell me?”

Jey leaned in closer now, so close that Rhea could feel his breath against her skin. “I think you already know, baby girl,” he whispered, his voice now dangerously low. “But you way too proud to admit it.”

Rhea’s pulse quickened, her breath hitching in her throat. She could feel the heat from his body, the overwhelming energy between them. He was right—she did feel something, but she wasn’t ready to let him see how much it was affecting her.

“I’m not too proud,” she replied, her voice steady, but there was a slight tremor she couldn’t hide. “I just don’t let anyone see what they wanna see.”

Jey’s eyes flickered, catching the shift in her tone. He took a half step back, watching her with that same intense look in his eyes, but now with something different—a challenge, an unspoken understanding.

“Oh, I see. You playin’ hard to get?” He grinned, his lips curling slightly. “I can work with that.”

Rhea’s lips parted for a moment, and she wanted to say something—anything to break the tension—but instead, she found herself frozen. There was a magnetic pull between them, an attraction she couldn’t deny. She felt his gaze move down to her lips again, his eyes lingering a little too long, and it made her heart race even faster.

Before she could speak, Jey stepped back again, as if he was giving her space to breathe—but it didn’t feel like space. It felt like a challenge.

“You know, Rhea,” Jey said, his voice low and steady, “I’ve been watchin’ you for a long time. I see the way you carry yourself, like you’re untouchable, like nobody can get through to you. But I know what it’s like to have to be on top of your game all the time. You don’t ever let your guard down, do you?”

Rhea shook her head slowly, her lips curling into a faint smile. “No. But you’re gettin’ real close, Uso.” She took a step closer to him, her voice almost a whisper now, teasing. “You wanna keep tryin’ to get under my skin?” The blush that hit his cheeks after that along with the way his expression changed…god this would’ve been enough to send the average person over the edge, thank god I was Rhea Bloody Ripley. There was nothing I couldn’t take….even him.

Jey’s expression shifted, his eyes darkening with something else, something that Rhea couldn’t ignore. “Oh, I love a challenge.”

They stood there, staring at each other, both of them breathing a little heavier than before. The unspoken words hung between them like a promise—like something waiting to break. Rhea’s chest tightened, her heart racing in her throat, and for a moment, it felt like the whole world outside of them had disappeared.

As the both of them stood in silence encapsulated by each other completely, they didn’t even realize that they both were leaning in. Instinctively Jey wrapped his hands around Rhea’s waist. God her tattoos, her eyes, the way she looked at him. Everything about this woman standing in front of him was nothing short of perfect.

Rhea thought the same thing about the tan skinned Samoan standing in front of her. His tribal tattoos were nothing short of art work, his mullet had been faded on the sides and it was wet as usual but looked so moisturized. The way his eyes glared with hunger and hers did the same. There was nothing but space and opportunity and she took it.

With a swift motion, her arms wrapped around Jey’s neck and she planted a soft but passionate kiss on his lips. That was all the motion Jey needed before he immediately returned it pulling her body closer to his as his tongue desperately made contact with Rhea’s lips asking her for permission. She of course provided it and it was a HEATED tongue battle. The fact that Jey didn’t have a match till next week, Rhea’s match already ended earlier tonight, AND no one was around meant that this could go for as long as the both of them wanted.

Her tongue ring collided with every inch of Jey’s mouth as a soft moan slipped from her lips due to how much fun this was. Jey was began to hunger for much more than this, so much so, that he even picked up Rhea without a second thought. Her legs instinctively wrapped around the man’s waist where she also felt Jey’s pants growing tighter and tighter between his legs. God he felt so huge already…but nothing Mami couldn’t take. 😈

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“Hngh! F-Fuck! A-ahhn-“ She moaned out loud before Jey’s hand covered her mouth for a small moment just before he shoved two of his fingers down her throat. Well let’s just say they were in his locker room in the bathroom. And Rhea Ripley was bent over, face against the hard white tiles of the wall, while Jey Uso was currently pounding her senseless from the back.

“Babygirl we gon’ get caught if you keep screaming like that.” He said before making another swift thrust into her that sent the woman’s eyes backwards. The sound of skin slapping and scent of sex filled the showers for a moment as the Jey felt Rhea’s body tremble against his cock. “That’s right, look at you trembling f’me” he said growled letting his other hand come crashing down on her ass loving the way her skin turned red before quickening the pace of his thrusts. Jey couldn’t help but feel how wet Rhea’s pussy got from him currently drilling a hole into it with his dick.

As Rhea let her mouth be explored with the man’s fingers she couldn’t help but do the one thing she knew that would send Jey to the fucking moon. Eye contact. If there’s one thing a man loved from Rhea, it was eye contact. But what made it even better is that she was currently a whimpering and moaning mess around that man’s fingers. Add onto the fact that never ending stare she had as she was being claimed by the man she had her eyes on for a while, could never NOT do something to him. She looked back at Jey once keeping her eyes fixated on the man himself but she also couldn’t help but notice the sweat dripping down his palm and down his chest as if he was glistening and had been basking in sunlight.

Jey must’ve noticed because the moment she did that he slowly took his fingers out of her mouth before positioning them over the woman’s clit beginning to massage the bud over and over again knowing full well she was sensitive due to her pussy currently being occupied with his dick. He wasted no time plunging himself deeper into her as he could feel her walls twitch and even tighten a bit the deeper he went.

“You gonna make eye contact with me? Huh Rhea? Keep it like that. Cuz I want to see your face when you cream all over this dick, you understand me? Huh? Let me hear you” he said before landing his hand on her ass harshly again. Her body was just as intoxicating as her stare, tattoos everywhere, her hair getting even messier by the minute from being against the wall, her breasts swinging back and forth freely with each thrusts and the sweat that lined her arms and chest made it even more mesmerizing.

The knot inside Rhea’s stomach was getting closer and closer to coming undone to the point where she could do nothing but let her legs helplessly tremble on their own. Instinctively she turned her body at an angle where one of her arms was onto the wall and the other ended up grabbing Jey by the neck. Jey must’ve taken the hint because he lifted one of legs over his shoulder further exposing Rhea’s shaved pussy.

“I c-can’t! I’m g-gonna c-cum, J-Jey!” She shouted as her breathing became more intense, the quickness of her stomach rising and falling was clear indication that her orgasm was just moments away. One quick flick of his finger on her clit one last time sent her over the edge completely as her entire body jolted her eyes getting even more cloudy by the second as she let out a loud strained moan and released all over Jey’s cock.

The look on her face and the jolting of her body made Jey’s cock twitch in desperation as he suddenly slammed into her a few more times with each thrust getting more and more sloppy before he released a loud moan himself due to spilling his seed inside of her completely.

Both of them rode out their highs with Jey being the one initiating a passionate make out session this time slowly pulling his hand away from her clit and began to trail it up her body over her breasts before twirling one of her buds in between his fingers causing Rhea to let out an gasp of pleasure before she gave Jey a death stare for a second.

Jey pulled away from the kiss chuckling knowing how sensitive she was. “Okay okay, boo. You alright?” He said making sure to slowly pull out of her even though a very soft pop was heard as Rhea let out a soft moan.

“I’m…fine. That was fun, Uso,” Rhea said letting out a sigh before replacing it with a grin, as she put her leg down and stood up before turning the shower tap on warm. She finally caught her breath, although all she could think about was the fact that she just got railed by a man she was begging to super kick her a few months ago. I guess time really does fly. Her eyes locked with Jey’s, and she could see the same satisfaction in his gaze. “Maybe we can do this again sometime” she suggested letting that sly smirk formulate on her lips once more.

“You’n even gotta to ask me Rhea, you know I’ll never say no to you” he said before planting a soft kiss on her forehead before excusing himself and grabbing two towels and a wash cloth for the both of them before handing one of the cloths to Rhea as they both enjoyed the rest of each other’s company with a nice shower to sooth both their bodies.

The End 😈💙

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Note: I haven’t written smut in a WHILE literally so bear with me 😭 (I also went for it cuz I didn’t wanna edge y’all…and myself 😗)

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grvstnaya-svka · 4 months ago

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Matilda (‘96) Headcannons

*picking up where the movie left off : Miss Honey becomes principal of Crunchem Hall, they’ve moved into Magnus Honey’s old house - Miss Honey’s childhood home. Matilda’s adoption is finalized.*

Matilda asks if she can change her last name. Miss Honey was the mother that she always wanted. And she never particularly enjoyed being a Wormwood anyway. She had no use for that name. From now on, she shall be called Matilda Honey.

Miss Honey & Matilda have adopted the black cat (the one that trunchbull kicked). His name is Charles. Yes, after Charles Dickens. He is happy and healthy. He gets a gentle pat and kiss on the head from Matilda whenever she leaves the house. And Miss Honey is his favorite cuddle partner.

Miss Honey and Matilda walk to and from school together everyday. It’s their favorite part of the day. They get to debrief each other and sometimes they play games. Hopscotch or sometimes even racing. And, of course, Miss Honey always enjoys Matilda’s fun facts.

Nightly chocolates after supper! Miss Honey tells Matilda they don’t have to, but Matilda insists. Miss Honey is ecstatic that Matilda wants to continue the tradition. Obviously, she always gives Matilda the bigger half.

Picnics and gardening! (Obviously.) Miss honey teaches Matilda to garden. They use the herbs and vegetables for tea and cooking, which they also enjoy together.

Breakfast and tea each morning before school. Usually pancakes, as miss honey quickly learns that it’s Matilda’s favorite. Sometimes Jen picks some blueberries and strawberries to go with it. Matilda loves it!

Hella play dates and sleepovers with her best friends, Lavender and Amanda! On nights that Matilda isn’t home, Jennifer curls up on the couch; a book in one hand, petting Charles with the other. His purring is the most soothing sound.

Lissy Doll and Matilda’s rag doll sit on the shelf, right next to each other. Overtime, they develop a system to let each other know where they’ll be using the dolls. But usually they sit next to each other. Sometimes when one of them is home, missing the other, they’ll grab the others’ respective doll, and hold them for comfort.

Matilda slowly starts calling Miss Honey ‘Mom/mum’ and Jennifer nearly tears up the first couple times it happens. Jennifer asks Matilda if she may call her ‘Tilly’ and Matilda says yes. She also begins to introduce her to people as her daughter. Her brilliant, most wonderful daughter.

Weekends are spent at the library. Mrs Phelps is always happy to see little Matilda. Then she sees Miss Honey, and says, “it’s been a long time, eh Miss Jennifer?” “Yes it has, Mrs. Phelps. It’s good to see you!”

Matilda crafts the most lovely, heartfelt Mother’s Day cards for Miss Honey every May. Jenny treasures them deeply. The first one was a surprise. She didn’t imagine Matilda would’ve actually seen her as her mom. A maternal figure, sure. But she’d only just adopted the child.

In the same respect, while filing Matilda’s papers, she learns little Tilly’s birthday and organizes a surprise party for her. She invites all of Matilda’s friends from school, and some neighbors. (Even Mrs. Phelps sends in a card and a small book related gift.) Matilda finally gets a proper birthday! She gives Miss Honey the biggest hug when she arrives at the party and realizes what Jennifer’s put on for her. “Thank you! Nobody’s ever done this for me before. It’s wonderful! Thank you, thank you so much! I love it!”

Matilda’s drawings are proudly displayed up on the fridge. Her favorite is King Magnus & the Bumblebee. As well as the one of her and Matilda, or “Me & mum” as Matilda calls it.

Jennifer likes to give Matilda her old T-shirts. Matilda loves wearing them. They always smell so lovely. It’s like getting an endless hug from Miss Honey. It’s the best feeling in the whole world.

Matilda seldom uses her powers now. When she does, it’s usually to make Miss Honey smile.

Matilda does her schoolwork at the kitchen table while Jennifer does her own work across the table. They take tea breaks often.

Matilda visits Miss Honey in her new office between classes. She has a drawer full of all Matilda’s favorite snacks. Sometimes Lavender and Amanda come to visit too and are always greeted with a hug. “How are my girls doing today?” She asks. The principal’s office is a happy place. And of course, Miss Honey always greets her students at the front doors each morning.

The first thing Miss Honey does the next day following the forceful impeachment of the Trunch, is bring Death to the Chokey! With the help from a handful of her colleagues and the maintenance man, the pipe is repaired and is as good as new, the rotten smell is gone, and they dispose of the rusty nail riddled door. They make repairs to the rest of the school as well. Miss honey brings all the color and joy that’s supposed to come with learning and Crunchem Hall becomes a proper children’s school.

Whenever she gets the chance, Miss Honey reminds Matilda how grateful she is to have a daughter who is so bright and kind and beautiful. Matilda makes sure Miss Honey knows how grateful she is to have such an amazing, kind, beautiful mother.

One time, when Matilda gets in trouble at school, Jennifer learns that she’d been trying to tell her teacher about a bully in her class. He was a new student and thought it’d be wise to pick on Bruce, Lavender and herself. Matilda had decided she’s had enough. When he goes to hit Lavender after she blocks him from grabbing her glasses, Matilda uses her powers on instinct - & the next thing anyone knows, he’s somehow punched himself in the face instead. But the teacher didn’t quite see what happened. Miss Honey later tells Matilda, “I know you were trying to do the right thing, sweetheart, but I can’t have you hurting your classmates with your powers. Promise you won’t do it again?” “Yes ma’am.”

One morning, while reading the newspaper, Matilda sees that Trunchbull had been found and arrested and charged with Murder of the first Degree, child abuse and endangerment, along with a few other serious offenses. She immediately runs to show Jennifer, who lets out a sigh of disbelief and then relief. Finally, justice for her father. And her students. She gives Matilda a massive hug.

Miss Jennifer Honey is awarded Best Principal, of one of the top schools in the state. And rightfully so.

Neither of them have been so happy and so proud. Never did Matilda think this was what it would feel like when Miss Honey told her things were going to be different. All was well and right. Everything was perfect. Matilda had never felt so loved in her life. Miss Honey hadn’t felt so loved in a very long time.

#matilda 1996 #miss honey #matilda wormwood #wlw #sapphic #cottage aesthetic #cottagecore sapphic #miss jennifer honey #embeth davidtz #mara wilson #danny devito #rhea perlman

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