#Pat McAfee x reader

[eringobragh420]

This list is open for ALL the wrestlers on the list of who I write for, which can be found here. If you want someone not listed, go ahead and send an ask because I might have just forgot them. REQUESTS CLOSED. ❎ already requested KINKS UNDER THE CUT

🎀 ANAL 🎀 STRAP ON 🎀 CNC (consensual nonconsensual) 🎀 PREGNANCY 🎀 A/B/O DYNAMICS 🎀 SLAVERY (willing) ❎ DADDY KINK (Bron Breakker x f!Reader) 🎀 COCK WORSHIP 🎀 BITING 🎀 STRIPTEASE ❎ CHEATING (Roman Reigns x f!Reader) 💎 MUSCLE WORSHIP (Gunther x f!Reader 18+) ❎ BEGGING (Jon Moxley x f!Reader) 🎀 SPANKING 🎀 HIGH/DRUNK SEX ❎ DACRYPHILIA (Jon Moxley x f!Reader - author pick) 🎀 CAR SEX 🎀 VIRGINITY 🎀 VOYEURISM 🎀 TATTOOS ❎ BRAT-TAMING (Jey Uso x plus size!f!Reader) 🎀 TIED-UP/RESTRAINED 🎀 POWER IMBALANCE 🎀 DEGRADATION 🎀 SPITTING 🎀 PRAISE 🎀 IMPACT PLAY ❎ DUMBIFICATION (dom!Rhea Ripley x sub!Tiffany Stratton) 🎀 KEEPING QUIET 🎀 CUCKOLDING 🎀 SIZE KINK 🎀 FACE-SITTING 🎀 ON SOMEONE ELSE'S BED 🎀 FINGERING/HANDJOB AT FAMILY GATHERING ❎ CHURCH (Jey Uso x f!Reader) 🎀 BDSM 🎀 SIR KINK 🎀 FACIALS 🎀 FIGHT SEX 🎀 BLACKMAIL 🎀 AGE GAP/PLAY (always over 18, probably over 21) 🎀 HAIR-PULLING ❎ ACAROPHILIA (Seth Rollins x f!Reader) 💎 PANTY-SNIFFING (Dexter Lumis x f!Reader 18+) 🎀 PARTNER SWAP 🎀 VICARPHILIA (arousal from someone else's experience) 🎀 PET PLAY 🎀 TITTY-FUCK 🎀 CORRUPTION ❎ REQUESTER'S CHOICE (brat-taming Damian Priest x f!Reader)

[sydsaint]

My silly commentary man <3

Summary: Pat is present on the commentary team when his gf challenges Rhea for her title belt.

It's eerily silent in your locker room as you break open your brand new gear from it's plastic cover. This is it. It's WrestleMania. And you've got Rhea in a title match.

You get dressed in silence, allowing yourself time to compose yourself. You and Rhea are scheduled for the start of the show, which is in less than 20 minutes.

"Okay. You can do this, YN." You stare at yourself in the mirror of your vanity. "You've beaten her once. You can do it again." You assure yourself.

You spot the locker room door creak open in the mirror and swivel around just in time for your boyfriend to step inside the room.

"Wow." Pat lets out an almost shakey breath. "YN, you look...wow." He shakes his head and shuts the door behind him.

"Awe, Pat. What are you doing back here?" You ask him. "Shouldn't you and Michael be headed down to the commentary table by now?" You glance at the clock on the wall.

15 minutes until kick-off.

Pat nods and crosses the room at a stride. "Michael's out in the hall waiting for me." He explains. "But I couldn't go out there without coming to see you one last time first."

"Awe." You coo again. "You are the sweetest man in the world, I swear." You gush as Pat leans down to hug you.

"Aww, well I try." Pat chuckles. "Are you ready for this title match? Because you certainly look ready." He grins at you. "I know you were feeling nervous earlier on the ride over here. But I just wanted you to know that I believe in you, alright. And so do the fans." Pat grabs your hand gently from your lap.

You nod, trying not to let any doubts seep into your mind at the last minute. "I'm ready." You assure Pat. "I've got the worlds best hype-man in my corner. How can I lose, right?" You tease him with a laugh.

"Exactly!" Pat beams. "Go kick some ass out there, baby. I'll be rooting for you!" He leans back down again and plants a sweet but firm kiss to your cheek.

You giggle and nod, eyes fixed on your dorky ass boyfriend as he disappears back out into the hall. Silence falls over the room again and you have time to do one last check before one of the backstage hands comes to retreive you.

Down at the commentary table, Pat and Michael finish up their intro for the show just as Rhea's music hits. The champs struts out to the ring looking confident as ever with her title slung over her shoulder. Pat remains relatively quiet, looking to Michael to do most of the work for Rhea's entrance.

Pat's uncharacteristic silence switches on a dime as soon as your theme music hits. Michael laughs as Pat hops to his feet and begins cheering and hollering like an idiot.

"Pat, come on." Michael lightheartedly chastizes his partner. "Sit down so we can get to the match." He gestures for Pat to return to his seat.

In the ring you drink in the cheers from the crowd as Samantha Irvin announces yours and Rhea's names. You see a few fan signs for you in the crowd, which is a nice confidence boost. But the biggest boost to your confidence comes from the commentary table. You have to stifle a laugh and remain serious despite the fact that you spot Pat making a fool of himself at the commentary table cheering for you.

Pat Mcafee is widely known as a goof and a bit of a stooge. But he's your stooge. And you'll be damned if you don't love that dorky ass sweeetheart of a man to death.

The bell rings, and your match with Rhea starts. The ensuing battle is brutal. Rhea is so much larger and stronger than you, so you've got to work twice as hard to keep up with her.

"Come on, YN!" Pat cheers for you from the commentary table. You can barely hear him over the crowd, but you know he's there. "Don't let Mami get you down!" Mcafee shouts.

After a merciless battle, you manage to work Rhea down to the mat. Rhea hits the mat, and you rush to the corner of the ring. You make the climb up the ring post and glance over at the commentary table.

Pat jumps to his feet, wires and cables bouncing up with him. "Do it, YN! End it!" He shouts.

You turn back to the ring and hit your signature moonsault. The maneuver hits Rhea spot-on, and you waste no time grabbing her leg for the pin. The referre counts to three, and the bell rings accompanied by the roar of the crowd.

"Yes!" Pat roars and turns to Michael. " She did it! She beat mami!" He shakes Michael's shoulders vigorously. "THATS MY GIRLFRIEND!" He adds before ripping off his headset and flying toward the ring.

You are handed your belt and step out onto the apron. Pat rushes over to the apron with his arms held out so you hop down and into his arms.

"I did it!" You laugh hysterically.

"You did it!" Pat repeats you. "I told you that you could do it, sweetheart!" He hugs you tightly.

You wrap your arms around Pat's neck and beam at him. "I couldn't have done it without my best cheerleader." You kiss him.

"I love you." Pat muses and sets you back down to your feet. "Your new WWE woman's champion! My girlfriend! YN LN!" He raises your hand up in victory.

[madhatterbri]

Unbothered | F.B.

Summary: Can I please request a Finn Balor x ring announcer/reader fic?, where Finn loves showing off in the ring because he knows the reader is watching him, but she acts like she's unbothered 😉.

Author's Note: I took it one step further. I hope that's okay. ❤️

Requested by anon.

Finn Balor Masterlist

Unbothered Part 2

Taglist: @theworldofotps @plentyoffandoms

"It sure looks like Finn is showing off tonight for the main event," Michael Cole mentioned with a smile. He stared at his paper while trying to hide a smile. Pat McAfee laughed next to him and looked at Y/N. She glared at both men. The two were having fun at her expense lately.

"Well, he does have quite the woman to impress. Miss Y/N is our wonderful ring announcer and has certainly caught the eye of Finn. He is quite the catch to you know? Zero percent body fat," Pat commented and winked at his ring announcer. He fingers formed a 0 to elaborate on his previous comment. Y/N rolled her eyes and focused on the match.

The Irish man wasn't shy about showing off to her. His moves were bigger and flashier than they needed to be. His light eyes would lock on to her to make sure she was watching. When he completed his move, Finn would look for a reaction. Sometimes, she would roll her eyes. Other times, she would clap sarcastically. She was rewarded with a smile on his face.

Tonight didn't go exactly as planned. Finn stood on the top rope to perform a Coup de Grace. He turned to look at her like he normally did. When he saw she was watching, he jumped to perform his finishing move. His opponent didn't calculate the landing.

Finn landed on the man awkwardly. His ankle twisted. Y/N knew something was wrong the moment Finn didn't look at her. He automatically pinned the guy. The commentary table commented on the injury he might have sustained for those watching at home. They went off the air, and medic came out to help him get to the back.

The announcers and Y/N took a couple of pictures with fans. She couldn't hide the worry on her face. Maybe he was really injured. If only he would stop being a show off.

"You, uh, looking a little concerned, kid. Why don't you check on him?" Pat asked and motioned towards the ramp with his head.

"I guess," she answered. Truthfully, that was the only thing she had thought about. After a few more pictures, she apologized and started to take off from Michael and Pat.

"You think they gonna name their first kid after me someday?" He asked Michael. The two men laughed and continued to interact with the audience.

Y/N made it to the medical room and knocked on the door. Nervously, she crossed her arms over her body. The locker room would have a field day with her being there to see them. All the teasing, especially from Judgment Day, would never cease.

"Come in," Finn's Irish accent called through the door. She grabbed the handle and pushed the door open.

Finn couldn't hide his shock when he saw Y/N. He was expecting someone from his faction. The injured wrestler slowly sat up. His pant leg was hiked up. A bag of ice placed high on his ankle. His shoe was left next to the medical bed.

"Impressive. Showed off so much you ended up in medical," Y/N complimented and walked next to the bed.

"Worth it, though. I know my Coup de Grace is your favorite move. I see the way your eyes shine when I perform it," he smirked. Y/N couldn't stop the brief chuckle. God, this man is so full of himself, she thought.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Pretty lucky. Any minute longer, and doc thought I would have lost my foot," he answered.

Y/N rolled her eyes. "All right. Well, I hope you feel better. If you need anything, anything at all. Don't be afraid to ask someone else,"

Finn laughed. "How about your number? You like my moves in the ring, you should see how I am out of it,"

Y/N thought about it momentarily. "Okay, six,"

"Wait, seriously? Hold on," he pleaded and reached for his phone in his pocket. His fingers worked quickly on the touch screen. "Okay, ready,"

"Six," she repeated yet didn't say anymore numbers. They stared at each into realization dawned on him.

"Come on, I got injured trying to impress you. That should get me all ten numbers," he complained. Finn placed his phone on his lap.

"I couldn't be bothered by giving you the rest. Besides, you don't know if that's even the first number," she winked and walked out of medical.

[ripleylove]

Safe in my embrace.

requested by anonymous saying: I love your writing and no pressure. Would you be comfortable writing a story about reader protecting Don from Liv. You can have full creative control. I just need something to get my mind away from the ick. But like I said if you're not comfortable, no worries.

pairing: Dominik Mysterio x fem reader.

genre: fluff and a bit of angst.

summary: With Liv pulling her usual stunts,you finally had enough of her uncomfortable advances to Dominik,and you decided to teach her a lesson to protect your boyfriend.

warnings: the whole liv and dom storyline,mention of SA,reader fighting liv

A/N: I hate this storyline I hate this storyline I hate this storyline

(this is based on the raw events of july 1st also lets pretend dom won and rey didnt)

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It all started with that kiss.

You knew Dominik wasn't at fault in all of this,hell,he was the victim.

He was the one that didn't consent to this at all,he was the one who wasn't liking this one bit and he was the one being a victim of sexual assault from Liv.

And this got worse every single week.

This week though, you really had enough.

While watching Dominik and Rey's match backstage,you felt someone's shoulder colliding with yours,almost making you lose balance.

"What the fuck?" You said,trying to look for the culprit,that you quickly found.

In fact,in front of you,there was Liv Morgan with her championship belt slung over her shoulder,while wearing a "Daddy Dom shirt".

She turned to you and smirked,while waving her fingers in a 'goodbye' motion.

You were already raging,but now you just wanted to kick her ass.

Also,even her shirt pissed you off; and if tonight she dared to make one of her stupid moves on Dominik, you weren't going to hold back.

As the match your boyfriend had kept going,you suddenly hear the familiar "watch me",and you stood from your sit,ready to storm off in the ring to give her a good old beating.

Dominik slid out of the ring,and his father decided to take action,by kicking him in the back of the head.

Thanks to the kick,Dominik landed on Liv Morgan,making them fall on the floor while they had their arms wrapped around each other.

The panic in Dominik's was evident,and that was your last straw: you rushed out in the ring,ripping Liv off Dominik.

"Leave Dominik alone!" You shouted,while punching her face nonstop.

Everyone was shocked,even the commentators,that,in fact, gasped in the microphone.

"No way Liv is getting her ass beaten by Dominik's girlfriend!" Michael Cole said,and Corey Graves,that was here to take the place of the absent Pat McAfee,laughed loudly.

"I must say,that this wasn't on my 2024 bucket list,but I'm enjoying this!" Corey Graves said,while you still kept on slapping and kicking Liv,the whole scene being shown on the big screens.

Soon enough,medics and referees arrived to take you away from Liv,but you still weren't satisfied.

With one last slap,you got off her and went to Dominik,who won his match against Rey.

"This was-" He started,and he laughed to himself. "Definitely something".

You both laughed,and you continued: "It was deserved though, I hope she won't dare so assault you again,or else we all know what might happen. C'mere,baby."

You opened your arms,and he happily complied with a smile on his lips adorned with the iconic mustache.

"I love you,mami. Thank you for stopping all of this." He whispered,since you all were still in front of the cameras,and he embraced you even more tightly.

"It's nothing,love. Someone would have done it sooner or later,right?" You said and he laughed.

"Also,getting to beat her up was what I have been waiting since,if I'm not wrong,the king and queen of the ring tournament. So yeah,I hope she has learned her lesson,and if she hasn't,I won't hesitate to do the same thing I did today." You continued with a smirk on your face,and Dominik pulled away,giving you a chaste peck on your lips.

"You're right,mami. You always protect me,and I'ma do the same for you." He said while pulling you close to him. You smiled and said,

"That's right,remember,you'll always be safe in my embrace."

After this,you both celebrated his victory,with Liv Morgan still passed out on the floor,while you proudly held up your boyfriend's arm,just like a referee would do.

taglist: @stellakiddsblog @bibibi-tchx @p-mp @teenagedramaqueenlisa @thegalacticnacho091 @judgementdaysunshine

[romanreignseater]

Signature Here Please. (Part Two To “Signed Up”)

Roman Reigns x Reader

Rating: 18+

Warning: just ABSOLUTELY FILTHY SMUT

“You’ve been waiting for your punishment, and after a tense collision at the Royal Rumble… it’s happening. NOW!”

A/N: Thank you guys for the support on the first part, this is the finale to it and I hope it’s worth you while… cause, it’s a long read 😂😭.”

GIF: @litafan4ever

It’s been two months and Roman STILL hasn’t given you your punishment. You didn’t know where or when it was going to happen. Let’s just say… you were anxious.

“Get ready for punishment, cause you’ll never when it’s coming… and. Anything. Goes.” You smiled and say “I know what I signed up”. “Glad you do”.

Bitch… I don’t know what I signed up for. But, it’s the present day, the 2023 Royal Rumble, January 28th. Roman was going against Kevin Owens in the main event and after a quick trip from Manhattan following Ro’s appearance at the Tonight Show. We arrived at the Alamodome, and were in the Bloodline’s personal locker room. After the kickoff show, Pat McAfee returned home, the Men’s Royal Rumble was soon to begin and I need to get to my seat, when Roman sat beside me.

I smiled as I turned to face him. “You look so good tonight mama”, he said as he examined my tight, white tank top and form-fitting blue skinny jeans. Honey… his kids filled me out, but it was worth it in the end. He then softly, yet sensually kissed my lips. “Thank you, I’m super excited for your match tonight”, “I’m glad you’re excited, cause I sure am”, his face blazed with a menacing smile. “What are you up to Reigns?!”, you say curiously. “Little ole me…”, he crosses his legs, “I’m an absolute saint, I just plan on winning tonight baby”. I could never trust this man as far as I could throw him, and trust me his 265 compared to my 173. There’s NO way I could possibly throw him. “Are you okay?”, he asks me, “Yeah, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?!”. “Y/N, you’ve been staring off into space and biting your nails for the past minute and a half.”

Well, you were slightly nervous. One, because you’ve gone to like Sami in the Bloodline and was nervous to hear Roman say it was “Sami’s night”. Two, you knew Kevin brought out another side of Roman. And three, WHEN WAS YOUR PUNISHMENT COMING?! “Babe, you know I get pre-match jitters sometimes”, you say shaking to imitate those jitters. He looked absolutely puzzled, yet he doesn’t challenge your reasoning. “Well, alright I’m gonna go find security to escort me to my seat”, as I get up he smacks my ass and I lightly yelp. “Where you think you’re going without my fucking kiss?!”, he says sternly. “Aggressive much”, you bend over to give him a long kiss with a little tongue. “That’s more like it baby”, he said smiling loosely. I smiled back at him and headed out the door.

All Hell is about to break loose.

The time has arrived and let’s just say… it hasn’t been easy to watch. The match between Roman and Kevin started off a little slow, but soon picked up. The referee was taken out and that other side of Roman I spoke of, was OUT. Not only was Kevin hit below the belt, he was speared through the barricade… actually, he was speared multiple times. And probably the hardest part to watch was definitely Hardy’s performance, but Kevin’s head being banged against the steel steps, not once, but TWICE was definitely horrific. Sami’s face really showed what everyone was feeling watching that moment. Roman picked up the win, but by the look on his face I knew he wasn’t finished. The Usos and Solo arrived from backstage and Paul pulls out some handcuffs. They cuff Kevin to the top rope and begin an assault of super kicks. Despite Jey’s brilliant defense of Sami at the Tribal Court, Roman still needed to put Sami through the final test. When Sami refused to let Roman hit Kevin with the steel chair, he agrees with Sami that he is better than that and Sami should do it instead.

This wasn’t going to be good.

Sami just deflates and that angered Roman. It angered him so much that he put his hands on Sami. This was Sami’s final straw. As Roman turns around after telling Sami that he’s “theirs”, Sami did the unthinkable. The steel chair that I once remember going to Roman’s back nine years ago, hit him again. I stood still as the crowd erupted. Sami let go of the chair and apologized to Jey as he cried in confusion. Why he would do this after he’s had his back and finally trusted him? A super kick by Jimmy was soon plunged to the jaw of Sami and the WWE Universe was in utter disarray. Honorary Uce is No More. The Bloodline members soon took turns beating Sami and when it was Jey’s turn, he crumbled and left the ring. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing, but I knew the family would come together again. They had to.

“FUCK YOU ROMAN, FUCK YOU ROMAN, FUCK YOU ROMAN”!!

The biggest heel of our GENERATION. Those chants didn’t even faze him as he laid pieces of his lei upon Sami. He soon leaves the ring without two members of the Bloodline apart of his tow. I asked security to escort me backstage, where I catch Roman making a TikTok with Paul. Once they finished, he just walks past me. I scurried to follow them in my high heels. I reached their locker room and Roman coldly stares at me. He then addresses his wiseman to leave the room and they’ll speak later. Paul then exits the room

Still upset at the fact that he walked right past me, I decided to lay it on the table. “Ro, I understand you’re a little heated, but you had no right to walk past me like that!”, I said while stomping my heel to the ground trying to expel dominance. He chuckles as he says something that makes my heart skip a beat, “You remember that little ‘competition’ we had about… two months ago?”, I stood in shock. Of course I knew he did not forget, but it had been so long… “Y/N, answer me… NOW. Do you remember?!”, he slowly stood up and walked towards me. “Ye-s-s”, he stared into my eyes and smirked. He turned his back to me and went into his bag. He pulled out a rolled up piece of paper with his right hand, and grabbed my wrist with his left. He let the paper fall loose on the table in front of us.

“Sign your name here please.”, with no emotion to his face. “What is it?!”, you said confused. He lets out a deep breath and says, “Your punishment is laid out in this contract, that I have been meticulously planning for the past month now. Everything that I’ll do to you TONIGHT is all here.” I couldn’t believe my ears, what does he mean contract?! He hands me a pen, as I begin to read the short contract. At the top it says “PUNISHMENT CONTRACT” in bold letters, the body of this contract is just bullet points that say:

Bondage

Edging

Overstimulation

Cockwarming

Spanking

And… a WHOLE lot of hard fucking.

Sign signature below if you agree with conditions above:

X __________________________

P.S. no FOREPLAY

This was too much. Why NOW?! I hesitate as the pen in my hand is sure to snap due to my grip and sheer stress. He whispers in my ear, “Don’t let your mind grow out of proportion, just signnn on the dotted lineee”. I couldn’t say no, so I did it. He smiled and called our chauffeur. We soon end up at the hotel in the presidential suite. The car ride was torture as he counted from 1 to 2.9, describing the way he would edge me, like how he was nearly pinned in about 2.9999 seconds. I stand in front of the bed facing him as he demands me to remove my tank top, jeans, and panties. But, he wants my heels to stay on. I lay on the bed and spread my legs, but he smacks my thigh HARD and says, “The contract specifically said, NO FOREPLAY! We gettin’ straight to it. Ass up, face down…. NOW!” I complied with the Chief’s orders and assumed the position. I hear him laugh behind me and then, the sound of a belt being undone hits my ears.

“You better count bitch, cause I ain’t,”~SMACK~, “STOPPING!” He brings a brutal assault to my cheeks as I cry and beg for mercy. We were up to 25, when he thought it was enough. He then uses his belt and the LEGS of my jeans to tie me up to the bedposts. My pussy is sopping wet and I feel my essence run down my thighs. Roman can’t help but to smirk. “This pussy is all mine, right?!”, “Ye-e-ss, it’s all yours”. “What’s my name Y/N?!”, “Rom—“, you stopped mid sentence and shrieked as Roman started to spank you, switching from the palm side of his hand to the back side. “YOU KEEP TESTING ME!!”, he yells. He ceased his attack and asked me again, what his name was. “DADDY!! YOUR NAME IS DADDY!! I’m sorry…”, you cried and satisfied with that answer, you hear a zipper being pulled down and a thud of Roman’s pants falling to his ankles onto the floor.

You begin to squirm and whimper as the bed dips due to Roman’s massive frame. Tired of your constant whining, when you knew what you signed up for. Roman takes your panties from the floor and shoves it in your mouth. “That’ll teach you stop with that sour ass attitude like I told you”, he said oh-so calmly. Bringing himself back up, you feel the head of his massive cock rub sooo sweetly against your lips and clit. “Fuck mama, my dick is sliding so easily against MY pussy”, his filthy and sultry words, make you gush out another sample of wetness. As he tries to ease into your pussy, he just slides right in due to your entrance dripping waiting his arrival. He abuses your cunt and mind by slowly and softly sliding his mass into you. Then picks up the pace with his hard dick hitting your cervix and toned thighs slapping up against yours. You wanted to run, but had nowhere to go. And screaming wasn’t gonna do anything.

Here’s where the edging begins. The Tribal Chief starts to really get it in, as if he wanted another baby. To be honest, we could make it happen. He makes you count from 1 to 2.9, and as you get to 2.9, he stops and makes you start over again. It felt like this went on for a good ten minutes. “Come on baby, beg the Tribal Chief”, “Chief, p-lea-seeee, I need to C—UM!” “Go ahead o lo'u alofa, let it go”, he said with a slight hint of his Samoan heritage. Here’s the part you were dreading: OVERSTIMULATION. As you came, Roman entered a new glow, and sped up at an alarming rate. That boy was definitely going at least 20 MPH and you were not ready. You began squirting, as your panties fell from between your lips and you screamed. You begin to claw at the sheets and gnaw on your upper lip. You feel as if you’re going to pass out when Ro finally releases into your cunt. You’re able to breathe a sigh of relief. While you lay awaiting Roman’s next move, he untied your ankles and wrists while inside of you.

He then pulls out quickly and you moan at the loss of his warmth. He maneuvers his body underneath you and pulls you on top of him. “My favorite part”, he says really smiley, “You can’t help yourself?… Can you?!”, you said. “Nope”, with the pop of the “p”. He inserts himself back into you and let the cockwarming commence. Just as you both sensually make out with one another, there’s a knock on the door. “Who is it?!”, Roman boasts. “It’s Sami…”, another voice speaks and says “It’s Jey, we need to talk Uce”. You look at Roman absolutely bewildered, he puffs out a huge breath and removes himself from you, “You clean yourself up baby, I’ll be back.”, as he kissed your forehead you grabbed his wrist and told him “Remember what you signed up for… family.” He looked at you with complete understanding. “And more thing babe,” “Yeah.”, “Can’t answer the door with your dick out”, you said laughing. “Oh shit”. He grabs his pants from the ground and sends a wink your way as he exits the bedroom into the main room.

Jesus, what did I sign up for?!

THE END!!

WHEWWW, what a wild ride!! Like I said, I appreciate all your comments and compliments, it means everything to me 💕!! THANK YOU, LOVE YALL!

[missprincesse345]

Chocolate never was more tasty than this 😈😈

Summary: The 3 times y/n’s badass moments made her husband Roman Reigns feel like the luckiest man on the planet. This fic is a Aew au

Pairing: Roman Reigns x cargil reader

Random pairings: Jon moxley x jade cargil ( her sister), willow nightingale x Ricky starks, ruby soho x Anglo Parker.

Her faction: the vagabonds ( y/n,jade,willow,Brandi, and Keira hogan)

Championship title: current Aew women world champion

Face claim : saweetie

1. “ Roman!!” Y/n yelled running into his arms hugging him tightly as he caught her , earlier in the night while she was at home making dinner Jey called stating Stephanie got him arrested during the smack down taping under false accusations making her blood boil with anger. Ever since Roman turned heel becoming the tribal chief and creating the bloodline certain people have been trying take him down or destroy his accolades in & out the ring “ hey babygirl I’m okay I’m okay” he said softly soothing her worry’s knowing how worried she’d get about his safety sometimes.

As they get in the car once she got the paperwork as well bail taken care of he filled her in on the situation Stephanie wanted him,the twins and solo to pay for their actions against Sami zayn & Kevin Owens during royal rumble which upon further investigation that the two were forced to by the women or they’d be sent back to nxt. “ I’m fucking done!!!” He said seething with anger as y/n nodded letting him vent all of his anger out knowing he needed it “ okay love then quit always come to Aew with me I mean Jon’s way happier over there” she said looking over at him.

“ I’m with you baby let’s do it” he said interlocking his bigger hand with her smaller one heading home Stephanie say your prayers she thought smirking to herself.

A week later

Walking into the stadium hand & hand the tribal chief was ready to make a statement with his Nubian queen by his side “ go get yourself all dolled up sweetness gonna go over the plan with the boys” he said looking down at y/n squeezing her hip “ mm okay my chief” she purrs kissing Roman deeply before walking away.

“ what the hell !!! It’s the bloodline ohhh and they don’t look happy, well what do you expect Stephanie’s actions towards Roman Reigns * sami & Kevin join them * ohhh looks like they got back up!!!” Michael Cole and pat mcafee said watching them launch a sneak attack on the couple at one point Roman points to the ramp giving y/n the signal. Watching everyone go crazy while walking down the ramp to the ring she only had one goal make this woman pay “ oohhh and her comes the tribal goddess herself” Cole said with a hint of excitement the whole roster was ready to see the couples demise and we’re enjoying every minute.

Standing face to face with the evil woman who hurt her tribal chief y/n waisted no time pouncing on her attacking Stephanie with every thing she had the older woman was no match for her cheetah like moves “ hold them up!!! Both of them!!!” She screamed as the boys got them in position “ no are they?! Double spear !!! double spear !!! My god Hunter and Stephanie just got snapped in half!” Cole said as the crowd chanted you deserve it

“ nobody!!! Can take down the bloodline we run this shit!!! We’re done with this company I’m done with this bullshit everywhere I go or my tribe goes you acknowledge us !!! Cause we the ones!!!” Roman said growling loudly in the mic as everyone held their fingers up. He was done with wwe and to do it with his goddess it felt great standing tall.

2. Roman & y/n where hanging out with his 6yr daughter Joelle at their new home in L.A California located in Beverly Hills. The couple was happy to have some time off after battle of the belts ppv not minding the little girls presence since she’d taken a liking to y/n instantly after Roman divorced his nightmare of a ex fiancé , hearing the door bell Roman got up from the couch smiling softly watching his two favorite girls laughing and smiling “ oh great what are you doing here?” He groaned coming face to face with his ex.

“ you weren’t answering my calls Joelle left her snacks & blanket at my place last week” his ex replied slightly upset he didn’t really talk to her since the divorce only if something involved jojo his ex was a gold digging bitch breaking his trust once to many. “ well jojo has all the snacks and blankets she needs but extra wouldn’t hurt * grabs her blanket & Cheeto puffs* oh while you’re here Joelle will be living with us or parents from now on” he said making the woman gasp in sock

“What?!!! Why Joe I” the woman only could get out as Roman turned around snarling at the woman immediately shutting her up “ you will never get to call me that again got it? Secondly you missed the court date , hearings as well meetings with the lawyers multiple times and your mother vouched for me stating that Joelle deserved to be with me besides y/n has been way more of a mother to her than you” he said smirking as y/n appears next him with jojo in her arms.

“ everything okay here? Oh hi” y/n said smiling as Roman explained the situation she never liked his ex and it was time to put the woman in her place “ jojo bug can you cover your ears for me ? * the little girl nods doing as told* good girl” she smiles at the girls cuteness. “ I’ll only say this once and once only you lost bitch you don’t deserve shit from him or anyone with your leg spreading flat chested twink dollar tree having ass unless you’re making a billion dollars a year,own fifteen businesses, model the hottest brands or look half as good like me” steps a little closer “ then get the fuck away from my family understand? Good” she said smiling at the fear struck woman as Roman watched proudly if you thought Roman’s death glare was scary hers was 10x more terrifying.

Walking back inside the couple shared a sweet kiss “ me too!! I want one!!!” Joelle squeaked making them laugh attack the girl with kisses “ you’re so good to me sweetheart thank you for coming into my life and hers” he said kisses her forehead making the woman melt “ I’d like to say it’s the other way around but you’re welcome cause I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else” she said touched by his words “ daddy!! Momma!! Can we make noodles and fried dumplings ? Oh please!” Joelle said smiling up at the two shocking them mostly y/n not wanting to push it letting Joelle get comfortable with the idea of being her new mom but the young child always saw y/n as her mother the first time they met .

“ uh - yeah of course darling but we gotta make sure you’re daddy doesn’t eat all the cookies we’re gonna make too” she said smirking at Roman as jojo hugged her tightly while on the inside she was buzzing with happiness as Roman did holding them close.

3. The wrestling it couple were tag teaming with her sister,Jon,Brandi and Cody against daddy magic,Anna,tay conti and Sammy after some off hand comments were made about the couple’s relationship.

“ ohhhh !!! God !!! Tay conti just got rocked!!” Taz comments as y/n super kicked her in the face before yanking into a deadly samoan drop doing a kip up as the crowd cheered “ let’s go!!!!” She screamed firing up the crowd turning around smirking pointing to Sammy mockingly blowing a kiss “ we run this bitch!!! Hoe!!!” She cackled licking her chops setting up for a Superman punch in honor of her husband which she perfectly executed before tagging her sister in.

“Come on baby!!! Roman cmon!!!” She shouted holding her hand out as her tribal chief tagged her in hopping over the ropes knocking down everyone on the opposite team before coming face to face with daddy magic yelling in her smiling like a psychopath slapping him not phased by the threats. She put him her finisher the cradle ( inverted ddt) “ and your winners the vagabonds and Roman Reigns,Jon moxley and Cody Rhodes!!!” They announced the crowd cheering as they all stood tall in victory.

Walking backstage they all were heading back to the locker room they heard Tay screaming about them cheating and so on down the hall “ kiss my ass bitch!!! Oh that’s right you don’t have one!!!” She smirked laughing twerking a little cause Roman to chuckle at her antics.

“ you are bad” he growled playfully against her ear before squeezing her plump bottom “ mmm but you like it though my tribal chief” she said looking up at him before getting brought into a steamy lip lock.

She was the whole package and all his nobody compares to his chocolate dipped goddess.

Enjoy!!!❤️❤️✨

Her outfits 1,2,3 created by me:

[delilahcalicocat]

♡~You can do this~♡

•♧°Rating: Fluff °♧•

{Warnings: Swearing, Reassurance, Hugs & Kisses, The Rock being himself I guess?, Cody Turning the tables on the rock, Solo and Jimmy being Ragdolled, fighting, Mentions of being hit with a belt, Mention of Death. (Meaning Kristin's Deadname Kristina)}

{Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Kristin Punk}

《Similar fic coming soon with the Reader, but for now I've brought back Kristin》

Cody Had been in a feud with Roman and The Rock himself

It wasn't fun. At all, Seth and him fought for the win

Only to almost lose.

Jimmy and Solo were here.

They wanted to cause turmoil, but What happened was surprising to everyone, even Cody

"Is that the Best In The World's little sister? She finally came back, almost a year after her wrist was broken by Nia Jax!" Pat McAfee Exclaimed

Kristin Marched Towards Jimmy and Solo, the weight belt Cody gave her a year ago in hand.

She knocked Jimmy and Solo onto the floor, Cracking Solo with the belt.

The crowd gasped..

"Kristin?" Seth Questioned finally seeing her

"Holy Shit.. Cody, you have CM Punk's Sister on your side.." Seth spoke

Kristin brought the Belt down onto Jimmy, a Sickening crack when it made contact with his skin.

Roman and The Rock rolled out of the ring, in a attempt to stop Kristin.

"Kristina, Stop." Roman Spoke

Roman got Cracked in the Face then with a Slap

"It's Fucking Kristin, You're not my Tribal Chief. I'm on Cody's side!" Kristin Screamed at him

The Rock went to hit her with the Rock Bottom, only to be hit with... The GTS.

The Rock was Out Cold, and Roman was dumbfounded.

Kristin stood over the both of them. Weight belt in hand, wearing a Cody merch shirt she cropped.

She then Cracked the Rock and cracked Roman with the Belt, Roman let out a loud scream when the belt struck him.

Cody and Seth stood in the ring, Shocked at Kristin's Actions.

"Kristina the Innocent Girl who used to respect Roman is Dead." She Spoke Coldly

She tossed the Rock and Roman back in the ring, letting Seth and Cody get the double pin.

She stood in the ring with Cody and Seth as Roman and the rock looked on in defeat.

[anangelwhodidntfall]

WWE Masterlist

Damian Priest 

It’s Okay I’ve Got You

Love of my life, don’t leave me

I’m Sorry 

I’ve Got A Man But I Want You

Thief 

It Can’t Rain All The Time

Heartache Every Moment

Heartache Every Moment II

Clingy 

Reputation

Seth Rollins

Only In Vegas

Drew McIntyre 

Cat Dad

Jealousy

Pat McAfee

Commentary & First Dates 

I’d Do Anything For You

The Best Gift I Could Ask For

Randy Orton 

Injury

AJ Styles

Coming Soon!

Mustafa Ali

Returns and Confessions

Lockscreen

Cody Rhodes

Being Stood Up Isn’t Such A Bas Thing

[eringobragh420]

WWE 🎟️ Damian Priest 🎟️ Seth Rollins 🎟️ Roman Reigns 🎟️ Jey Uso 🎟️ Jimmy Uso 🎟️ Solo Sikoa 🎟️ Cody Rhodes 🎟️ Randy Orton 🎟️ Gunther 🎟️ CM Punk 🎟️ Bron Breakker 🎟️ Rhea Ripley 🎟️ Liv Morgan 🎟️ Finn Balor 🎟️ Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley 🎟️ Pat McAfee 🎟️ Tiffany Stratton 🎟️ Bo Dallas/Uncle Howdy 🎟️ Dexter Lumis/Mercy 🎟️ Ilja Dragunov 🎟️ Karrion Kross 🎟️ Ludwig Kaiser

SUBJECT MATTER 🛑 children under 18, pedophilia, necrophilia, just general ickiness 👍 smut (noncon, cnc included), angst, drama, fluff, violence, minor gore

[punktr]

Grandest Stage of Them All

pat mcafee x reader

sorry not sorry lmfao hope y'all enjoy! 😂🖤

warnings; a bit of swearing

*I do not own this gif!*

gif credit to @nerdbrose​!

“Hello everybody, Welcome back to Wrestlemania! My name is Michael Cole and I am joined by my broadcast partner Pat McAfee and we are just minutes away from a match that is very special for many reasons. Not only is this a match for the WWE Smackdown Women’s championship it is also (Y/N’s) Wrestlemania debut!”

Pat was buzzing with excitement, not only was he about to watch the love of his life fight for the gold, he was watching her do it on the grandest stage of them all. When your music filled the arena, Pat couldn’t help himself from getting up on the desk and dancing like he always did during Shinsuke’s entrance. He couldn't hide  his smile when he noticed you laughing at him during your entrance. You walked around the ring giggling at Pat acting a fool and high-fiving the fans before sliding in and sitting on the top turnbuckle.

“How are you feeling about this match Pat, you surely have to be excited?” MIchael asked just as the bell rang.

“I feel amazing Cole! I couldn’t be prouder of my lady right now and I can’t wait to see her kick some ass and take home the gold.” Pat spoke excitedly. Pat was bouncing in his seat with anticipation, he knew how much you dreamed of this moment and he felt so blessed to be able to watch it unfold right in front of him. You could feel the electricity in the air, the fans cheering and chants echoing throughout the stadium.

The whole match Pat was cheering and rooting for you, leaping out of his seat at every near fall. It was nearing the end of the match when you and Charlotte had ended up outside of the ring trading blows back and forth until Charlotte threw you into the side of the ring, just before launching you over the commentary table. You landed on the floor in front of your boyfriend with a sickening thud immediately filling him with concern.

Pat immediately ripped his headset off, his only priority now being to make sure you were okay. He knelt down next to you, before gently grasping your hand, and was flooded with relief when you gave his hand a gentle squeeze of reassurance. He was hesitant about letting you continue, but when you told him that it was your choice and you wanted to finish the match he couldn’t argue with you. With Pat returning to commentary you slowly pulled yourself up using the barricade, the ref’s count already at 7, you unsteadily made your way back to the ring just barely avoiding the count out.

The second you stood up in the ring Charlotte hit you with the big boot, before climbing the ropes to attempt the moonsault. However, you were able to get your knees up just in time to counter it, quickly grabbing the ropes and pulling yourself up. Once on your feet you knew it was now or never, you quickly ran towards the ropes, before rebounding and hitting Charlotte with a double leg dropkick sending her across the ring.

You always dreamed of the day you would make Charlotte Flair tap out to you and in that moment you knew today was the day. Letting her make it to her feet you bounced off the ropes once again, before swinging yourself around her into the black widow. You wrapped your legs around her as tight as you possibly could to avoid her breaking out of it, wrenching her arm completely back. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears, the crowd was relentless, cheering louder and louder with every passing minute.

You could just barely feel Charlotte tap out, before your music flooded the arena and the thunderous cheers of the crowd filled your ears. Pat watched from his seat  as the ref handed you the belt and raised your arm, tears of pride and love in his eyes. When you looked over at him he could see all the emotions in your face, all the self doubt you had before was now completely gone with all of the WWE Universe behind you and the Smackdown Women’s championship in your hands.

“(Y/N) did it! We've got a new Smackdown Women’s Champion! (Y/N) has just beaten Charlotte Flair for the title! How do you feel Pat?” Michael asked.

“Well Michael, I knew my girl was gonna win tonight. She’s the toughest, most badass woman I know and I am just so proud of her right now. She deserves it so much and I’m not just saying that because we’re in a relationship, but because she is genuinely one of the greatest female wrestlers of all time.”

Pat didn’t want to impede on your moment, but when you waved him over to join you in the ring he couldn’t resist. Dropping his headset on the table he quickly climbed into the ring before picking you up and spinning you around. You felt so at peace in his arms, like it was just the two of you, despite the crowd's cheers getting even louder. This was a night you would never forget and you would be lying if you said you weren’t just as if not even more excited for tomorrow night, to watch your boyfriend’s childhood dream come true with his own Wrestlemania match.

[dirtywrestling]

Pat McAfee - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst Series:

Series:

One Shots:

You Belong to Me -💦

[itjazzbicch]

The Heat of The Summer

Pairing:  Pat McAfee x Fem Reader 

Summary: The reader has been talking to Pat McAfee in her private life and grows suspicious when Pat's recent rival, Corbin, starts coming around her more often. After rejecting him, Corbin insists on making a move and when Pat sees, he can't help but grow protective, engaging in a fight with Corbin, but the reader makes sure they both end their night on a good note and officially become a couple…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Oral M & F receiving, bit of rough sex, swearing and dirty talk)

My first time writing for Pat so I hope that I did well!

Word Count: 2.6k 

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

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

“What’s a fine girl like you doing out here all by yourself?”

While waiting for Pat, of course, Corbin just happened to cross paths with me. It’s not the first time that he’s hit on me but lately, he’s been coming around a lot more.

Pat and I were just a thing, had something serious growing, but not official. I was worried about him after Corbin attacked him. Thank goodness he was alright and since I didn’t get to see him due to our busy work weeks, tonight we were going to go out for the night to have a good time.

No one knew about us and Corbin hitting on me like this made me suspicious.

“How many times have I turned you down?” I laughed at him, “Take a hike, man.”

“Why do you always have to be like this?” He didn’t lose any confidence, “You never even give me a chance like, don't you know who I am!”

“Because-“ I was ready to rip him a new one, but I took a step to the side instead, seeing Pat, massive attitude, yanking Corbin around by the shoulders to face him:

“Why are you still here? She told you to take a hike, so take a hike! Or I won’t wait till Summerslam.”

Pat loved to get straight to a fight, was damn good at it, and Corbin? He was the king of instigation:

“Who are you to stick your nose in her business, huh?”

The look in Pat’s eye said it all and Corbin noticed quickly, continuing to poke at him:

“Aww, Pat’s crushing on Y/N! Isn’t that cute!”

“Listen Corbin,” I stepped between them, wanting this to end, “We just had a long work night. You can save this for Summerslam.”

“He started it,” Corbin scoffed at me, slowly pushing me out of the way to say in Pat’s face, “Besides, he’s just mad because it wouldn’t be the first time that I stole a girl that he liked.”

I jumped at how hard Pat punched him dead in the face, knocking his hat off and just going to town, watching in shock, some guys in the locker room started breaking them up.

It was already bad enough that Corbin attacked him, now messing with me and talking trash like that? He could only take so much and I could see how pissed he was.

“Pat, hey! Hey!” I said quickly, pushing away the guys holding him back and holding his shoulders, “You know that I would never entertain him. Just ease up and we can go out and have the fun night we planned on having, okay?”

I couldn’t blame him for wanting to beat him up, but this had to end. Thankfully, my words worked. Keeping his arm around my shoulder, he made sure to have the last word at Corbin:

“Just wait till Summerslam. Your bumass is done.”

“Come on, baby,” I whispered to him softly, hoping some sweetness would help and it was nice to see him smiling, turning with me, and heading off.

“I’m sorry about that, Y/N,” Pat sighed, hopping into his car with me, “He just-“

“It’s okay,” I held his hand while sitting in, lifting his mood a little more, “I won’t lie, I loved watching you punch him in the face like that.”

“He must’ve forgot that I know how to fight,” He chuckled, starting up the car and then holding my hand again, kissing it softly as he drove out of the parking lot, “And I don’t play when it comes to my baby.”

Hearing him call me baby made my heart throb, squeezing his hand and holding it for the entire ride.

The small bar we went to had such a mellow vibe and it helped relax the both of us, getting a small dinner to share, some drinks to unwind, and quickly, he was the Pat that had me falling.

While wrapping up, he was paying the tab and I was on my phone for a moment, seeing a post that Corbin made, making it look like me laughing at him was me flirting along in the photo he posted on his story, trying to make it look like we were talking.

“This fucker,” I mumbled under my breath, having Pat look over to see for himself.

Just like me, it radiated our anger, but he was always on the fly, grabbing his phone and setting up against one of the empty glasses on the table.

“Pat?” I was smiling so much when I noticed him pull up his camera, setting a timer on it.

“He wants you? Too bad,” He smiled, pulling me over and kissing me as the timer ticked down, “Let’s show him who’s boss.”

“Hell yeah, baby,” I smiled, kissing back, smiling brightly against his lips.

“Officially my girl?” Pat pulled away softly, knowing that I wanted to same, but also wanted to be sure.

“Officially your girl,” I smiled, kissing one more time, relaxing against his chest, and rubbing his thigh while he took his phone, posting the photo everywhere he could.

I couldn’t stop smiling at it, thinking how we were just in the middle of a fight two hours ago and now here, happy as can be.

“Let’s get out of here,” he squeezed my hand once then slid out of our booth, dancing goofily while bringing me under his arm, “Our fun ain’t over.”

“Oh yeah?” I shimmied into him, giggling and being waved over with a rush at his kiss on my ear, listening to his sexy whisper:

“We’re having all kinds of fun tonight.”

That alone had me feeling hot and when we got into the car, it was so hard to contain my excitement. While driving, he was holding my hand again, but I let it wander, drifting down to his inner thigh, leaning in my seat a little, seeing how his phone was lighting up from his post.

"We're really causing a stir."

"Stirring it all up," He looked down briefly for a moment, referencing my hand more, biting his lip when I began to palm him, whispering to him:

"But never mind that. Wanna tell me about the kind of fun we're going to have?"

My whisper on top of my hand made his hard-on grow, rubbing up and down softly to feel his length, having him slouch back a little, groaning at the traffic in front of us:

"Just hang in there, baby. You're about to find out."

I noticed the traffic too and we were going to be stuck for a moment. The night sure was dark and even with all the car lights around us, it was dark in the car, so worked up that I wanted some of that fun, also wanting to make him feel good because of that fight earlier, hinting:

"Looks like we're going to be stuck in this traffic for a while, but I know a good way to kill some time."

His smile lit up the darkness around us and he was already unbuckling his seatbelt, "Yeah? How so?"

"As long as you can multi-task," I kissed his cheek softly, hand unbuttoning his jeans and slipping into his boxers, stroking his shaft softly and learning how hard he was, smiling more while we were at a stop and he pulled his pants down a little, "I know just how to kill the time and make you feel good."

"Show me," He smiled, sitting back and sighing softly at my head dropping, my lips kissing the tip of his cock, humming when I took it into my mouth, sucking hard and hollowing my cheeks shortly after.

Keeping myself low, I deep-throated all of his cock, bobbing my head quickly when I came back up, feeling his hand on the back of my head, pushing my head down a little further as I took his cock back down my throat.

"Ah, fuck," I heard him groan softly, leg shaking when he had to put his foot back on the gas pedal, easing up as I rubbed his thigh, look at him:

"I'll stop if you need me to."

Shaking his head, he focused on the road, but was still in a deep state of pleasure, "You keep those pretty lips around my dick, baby. I got this."

Smiling, I gladly listened, bobbing my head quicker than before, stroking the length of his shaft that I didn't take while sucking his tip hard, letting my tongue swirl all over it and his slit to catch a few breaths.

"You're gonna get a mouthful if you keep on doing that," He huffed, driving a little faster with a fist of my hair, feeling how he was tensing up.

"Think I have a problem with that?" Giggling, I did it more, alternating between that and deep throating again, having his cock throb softly, but we came to a stop.

"Keep it up, baby," He pushed my head softly as he parked, closing his eyes and sitting back, "I can handle more than one round."

Knowing there was going to be more after we got up to our room made me work harder, having that throbbing come back around quickly, sucking his tip again and stroking him as quickly as I could, gasping in my hum at his seed shooting into the back of my throat, looking up to see him laid back and moaning slightly at the small drops of my head while swallowing it all down.

"Wanna go start round two?" I wiped the bit of saliva off my chin as I sat up and he shot up quickly, fixing himself back into his pants, taking the keys, and hopping out with a chuckle:

"You're in for it."

Grabbing my purse, I jumped out too, rushing in and when we stepped into the elevator, he backed me into the corner, kissing and feeling all over me, proving his words to be true with how hard he grew again, making sure to grind against me to feel his hard-on.

"Get the key," I tapped his shoulder as the elevator came to a slow stop, his hand ripping it right from his back pocket and holding my hand to take me along with him to our room, opening the door and picking me up with one arm, letting the door slam shut and tossing my purse into the chair in the corner and I began to tease:

"I showed you what my mouth can do. Trying to show me what yours can?"

"Oh, I planned on it," He chuckled, following along with me as I began to throw my clothes off, but made me raise an eyebrow when he laid back on the bed, fixing his chain:

"Come lay it on me, baby."

"You want-" I started to follow, crawling on top of him and impressed by his strength, taking me by the thighs and setting me above his face.

"Time for my taste," He opened his mouth and pulled me down by the hips, kissing and licking through my folds, breathing in deep and enjoying all of the wetness against his face, growing hungrier when I began to moan, rolling my hips at the electrifying pleasure.

"Get all you want," I gasped, holding him by the hair and grinding more with his tongue shooting into me, flicking and finding that sweet bump, definitely like the grinding when his hands latched to my hips and made me rock quicker.

I could feel the wetness getting all over my thighs, hips locking from the nonstop stimulation, not even worried about needing air, only wanting me to cum right on his face and he really sent me, somehow sucking on my clit while his tongue worked up and down, pushing me up a little further when my moans got louder, signaling my orgasm.

"Sweet Jesus, Pat," I tried to keep myself as best as I could, his hands running up my stomach and holding my breasts, squeezing and keeping me upright, mouth wide open and groaning pleasurably at the drench dripping out of me.

Raising myself up to let him breathe, I was shaking, looking down to see him smiling at every part of me, noticing how my orgasm affected me:

"You're not out just yet, right?"

"You wanna give it to me?" I smiled down, squealing at the spank on my ass and how quickly he pushed me down to my back, sweeping his legs under me first so he could be on top, positioning himself and chuckling:

"Told you that you were in for it."

"I remember," I giggled, feeling his chest and moaning softly at his tip nudging and teasing my entrance, "Just turns me on so much when I hear you say it."

"I know how much you like it when I talk dirty to you," Pushing in deep put me into salacious moans, still shaking and no time to fully process my first orgasm, not a lot of time to adjust, but blown away by his quick thrusts, then the delicious burn of our hips grinding together, "Let alone when we're getting it on."

"You drive me crazy, Pat," That was truer now than ever, pulling his chain to kiss, "Fuck me up."

"Feeling naughty?" He bit my lip, smacking his hips into mine and keeping my lip in his teeth during my squealish moan, so good to relieve the slight ache in my neck when my head dropped:

"With you popping off all night, what did you expect?"

"You like seeing the bad boy side of me?" His smile on my neck turned into soft bites, marking me up and starting a series of rougher thrusts, "Bet it gets you so fucking wet."

"Hell yeah it does, baby!" Latching around him, I was jerking and shaking harder than before, the rubs on his back converting to scratches, head throwing out some wicked moans, his name the only word my brain could form.

The bed felt like it was caving in, even the immense softness of it being rattled and shifting at times, his hand gripping my ass and thigh like hell, lifting me up a little to pounder harder and thrust his cock in deeper, unable to let him go, still scratching up his back with my other hand pulled at his hair.

"Got damn, I got you tight," He snickered, lifting up my hips completely to roll his hips fast then slamming me back into the bed, planking himself a little and really going off, voice growing louder, "Cum for me, baby. I know it's there."

"Right there! It's right there, Pat!" I cried out, trying to breathe just for air to get stuck in my chest, trembles pushing out dry gasps while my walls had him fitting like an extra small glove, screaming out at the gush of heat around his cock, "Oh my god, Pat!"

"Fuck yeah, baby," He panted out, unable to hide a few moans, throbbing again from working the same pace meanwhile my orgasm drove him into an over-sensitive state too.

"You really fucked me up," My body felt so heavy with his body resting on mine, but didn't mind in the slightest, still in a dream world of pleasure, "That was so incredible, baby. Damn."

"Can't help but go wild after the night we had," He slicked his hair back and took a breath to kiss me, "And it was a damn good one." 

[litaskick]

Yoooo can u do a pat mcafee jealousy imagine with a wrestling reader

my requests are open, request here - who i write for - request rules -

warnings: i don’t think any

a/n: first pat fic, i honestly don't know if this is good

genre: i guess leaning more on the fluff side?

pairing: pat mcafee x fem!reader

gender/pronouns: she/her

summary: Pat gets jealous after you partner up with one of the top guys of SmackDown for your new storyline.

I'm All Yours

You looked out the car window, your arm propping up your head. You took a quick glance over at Pat, silently rolling your eyes. He had been an asshole since SmackDown had ended tonight. It came out of nowhere really, he was in a really good mood before the show had started. You know, his usual self, joking around with you as you got ready for the night  ahead. Pat had performed your usual pre-show ritual too, peppering you faces with kisses, accompanied with a cheeky smack on the butt before he left for commentary. However after the show, he was rather cold, brushing you off when you tried to celebrate your huge win tonight with him. You had managed to win the SmackDown Women's Championship with the help of your new onscreen partner, none other than the tribal chief, Roman Reigns. You had glanced over at him on commentary when you had won, and you noticed the weird look on his face, but you assumed that you had just looked over at him at the wrong time. But clearly, you hadn't, because obviously, he was in a mood tonight. And even worse, you guys were riding to the next city for the next 4 hours. Usually, you loved riding with Pat, obviously, you were a couple for a reason. But tonight, you wished that you would have just caught a ride to the next town with Charlotte. 

"What's your deal, why are you looking out the window?" Pat finally spoke up.

You scoffed. "What my deal? More like what's your deal."

He looked over at you briefly. "What the hell do you mean?" Pat denies.

"You've been an asshole since after the show." You argued. 

"No I haven't." He brushed off.

You sat completely up straight now, looking over at Pat. "Yes, you have. You didn't even congratulate me on winning my title, nor did you even send me a smile from commentary when I won." 

Pat huffed. "I'm not entitled to smile at you from over there." 

You just shook your head, looking out the window again. "I should have just caught a ride with Charlotte." You spoke quietly.

"I'm shocked that you didn't catch a ride with Roman." Pat muttered.

Your head turned to look at him. "What did you just say?"

"Nothing." He mumbled, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Pat." You said knowingly.

"I said I'm shocked that you didn't catch a ride with Roman." He said more clearly.

"Wait why-" You started to question, but then you realized.

"Pat, you're jealous." You claimed.

“I am not, why would I be jealous?” He denied.

“You’re jealous of Roman.” 

“No-“ Pat tried to deny again.

“Pat.” You said knowingly.

“Fine, you caught me.” He sighed.

“Hon, you have no reason to be jealous of Roman.” You assured.

“I know, but having to watch you in a storyline with him every week will do that to a guy. I mean c’mon, he’s Roman Reigns.” Pat explained.

“I know, but you’re Pat Mcafee, and you’re the only guy I have my eyes on.” You told him, placing your hand on top of his free one.

He quickly glanced over at you, a small smile on your face.

“You know all of that stuff with Roman is just acting for the show.” You said.

“I know, I know. I guess I just don’t like the idea of someone else having my girl.” Pat admitted.

“And you don’t have to worry about sharing me, I’m all yours.” You told him truthfully, placing a quick kiss on his cheek.

“You shouldn’t be saying stuff like that when we’re in the car, sweetheart.” Pat smirked at you.

You lightly slapped him on the arm. “You’re so dirty minded.”

He laughed. “I’m just kidding.” Pat said, bringing your hand up to his lips to place a kiss on it.

[heelbucks]

I had to request some Pat McAfee headcanons after tonight😄 How about his reactions announcing a match featuring his girlfriend! Maybe some NSFW situations afterwards😏

a winner’s reward - p. mcafee

pairing : pat mcafee x fem! reader

warnings : smut (minors dni), pet names (sugar, baby),

to say that this wrestlemania was anything short of a dream for pat would be an understatement ; he was wrestling and he got to call your match

you two were backstage getting ready when he pulled you close and kissed your forehead. “you’re gonna do great sugar. knock ‘em dead.”

as he went out to sit next to michael he was nervous. in the entire time you two were together me never called one of your matches. “it’s gonna be a crazy night here in dallas, on the grandest stage of them all. y/r/n is making her wrestlemania debut.” cole called out, during your entrance.

pat did his best to keep his cool, but when you won, he jumped up and screamed like he does for nakamura & boogs

“let’s go baby!! my girl is undefeated!!” he wanted to get in the ring hug you then and there but, he lets you soak in the moment.

the commentary team swaps again, now for the raw tag titles match, while you’re doing your best to change while pat’s doting over you. “you did amazing sugar, im so proud of you.” he placed quick kisses to your back as he zipped up your dress. “i almost can’t wait for tonight, gonna treat my girl so good.” he pinned you against the wall of his dressing room. “lemme give you your reward angel.” he whispered into your ear, large hands pawing at your body

you turn around and giggle at him. “easy tiger, you still have your match and i can not be wait to see it.”

you had a very special surprise for pat. not only would you be walking him down to the ring with the cheerleaders, but you were joining cole & byron on commentary for it.

watching pat have the time of his life was so rewarding, especially because between you and michael cole, you couldn’t tell who was more excited

when austin gets pinned you and michael jump up and hug each other. “he did it!! the boyhood dream has come true here at wrestlemania.”

you couldn’t help but smile as pat gladly took and beautifully sold that stunner from stone cold.

the first thing you said to him was “even though you’re not undefeated at wrestlemania like some of us, i’ll still make sure you get a winners reward.”

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Thank you for the mention! <3 

@rheariptide and @heelbucks​ also both have some amazing pat mcafee fics that helped encourage me to write for this beautiful man. 

Do you know where to get any good pat mcafee fics

not a lot of people understand how perfect he is

@anangelwhodidntfall has some gud gud. i just got a request for him so im excited to write for my baby

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Working the Commentary Desk (WWE Version)

This one will have a twin with the AEW commentary team. For this one I'll only be using the Smackdown commentary team, Pat and Michael are my favorites.

You were formerly a wrestler on the roster before you were forced to retire due to injury

During the Thunderdome era, you were asked to join the Smackdown commentary team

You and Pat got along like a house on fire

Your banter quickly put you both over with the WWE Universe

It took Michael a bit to warm up to you both but you quickly became the three musketeers

The fans loved the moments when you and Pat would freak out over Nakamura and Boogs

Whenever you or Pat were absent from the show, the fans would notice and complain about it

Michael Cole who was usually very stoic loosened up over time with the two of you

You would find yourselves sitting in catering looking at the match card and sometimes even just shooting the shit

You'd ask about Michael's sons and wife, and about Pat's wife

They in turn would ask you about your love life, or as you corrected "my severe lack of one"

Pat and Michael both had even tried to convince you to go out on dates and set you up on blind dates

They became very annoying older brothers and you loved and hated that about them

During Pat’s feud with Austin Theory, Pat defended your honor after Austin got in your face, making fun of how you were relegated to being a commentator after being a wrestler

During their match you were biased for Pat, not caring that Vince was sitting right next to you

Michael had to call the match fairly although you would interrupt and say "I'll say what you really mean there Michael Cole." which would make him chuckle and allow you to speak in Pat's favor

Los Lotharios tried flirting with you multiple times during matches, even pulling your headset off to make you their victim on the kiss cam

Even after Wrestlemania, Los Lotharios would not leave you and ring announcer Samantha Irvin alone

They flirted any chance they had, especially Angel

Pat and Michael would sometimes tease you about it, very much being the older brothers they had designated themselves to be

Fans on Twitter had been calling for WWE to make you three the commentators for Raw and the main commentators on Pay Per Views

All in all, although you had to retire from in-ring competition which broke your heart you found a new place within the company at the commentary desk

That temporary assignment before you disappeared from WWE TV for good ended up being the saving grace you needed to help you fall back in love with wrestling

Sorry, I've been kinda MIA, for those who didn't know I had COVID recently and it absolutely wiped me out, that and the fact that I've been working like crazy. Hopefully, I'll have more stuff out soon for you guys. Sending you guys love and good vibes!