#Rhea X Liv

[creativekha0s]

Rhea Ripley x Liv Morgan oneshot! I’ve missed writing for these two so I gave myself a 15 minute time limit for a challenge to write something and here’s what came of it, which also explains the abrupt/rushed ending 😅 enjoy!

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After her loss to Becky Lynch on Raw, Liv Morgan didn’t bother sticking around the arena once she made her way back up the ramp. She chirped at Rhea and then left for the night with the sick taste of defeat in her mouth. She felt humiliated after getting caught off guard in the ring like she did.

A few hours pass by when a knock comes to Liv Morgan’s hotel room door and she reluctantly gets off of her bed to answer it.

“Who is it and why are you knocking on my door so late?” Liv calls from her side of the door and folds her arms over her chest without touching a single lock.

“I wanted to see your pretty face again since you left so abruptly.” Liv cocks her eyebrow up and moves to her door to unlock the locks and opens the door. “Ha, gotcha. Works every time.” Rhea Ripley smirks and leans her hands against the inside of the doorframe. “You ran off. I didn’t get to chance to tell you how impressed I was watching you against Becky tonight.”

“Yeah?” Liv crosses her arms and holds her position on the inside of the door, not allowing Rhea passage in just yet. “What do you really want?”

Rhea sighed slightly, allowing the smirk on her lips to diminish to a soft smile. “My room was double booked by mistake. You don’t mind sharing, do you?”

“Share?” Liv opened the door wider to show Rhea the confines of her hotel room that sported two chairs and only a singular bed. “I think it’s ballsy that you think I’d let you bunk with me in the first place.” And yet, after some thought, Liv let out a defeated sigh and pushed the door fully open and moved aside for Rhea to enter. “Bed’s yours, I’ll take the floor.”

Rhea chuckled and crossed her arms slowly over her chest as she walked inside the room and locking the door behind her. “It’s your room, I’ll take the floor. Or the chairs.”

“You’re the champ, you take the bed.”

“I’d prefer to share the bed with you.”

Liv went silent, staring Rhea down carefully.

“What’s your angle?”

“Why would I have an angle?”

“There’s always an angle with you when it comes to me. You trying to throw me off my game, is that it?” Liv took a step forward. “Did what I say before at Raw get to you? Because I meant it. Everything you have will be mine.” She took another step to where she was only a few inches away from Rhea. “I’m not letting you get in my head anymore, no more mind games.”

Rhea stared down at the blonde and cocked an eyebrow up but remained silent, trying to read the emotions that were on Liv’s face. Instead of speaking, she dropped her bag to the floor and lifted her shirt over her head, discarding it to the side to leave her in her sports bra. Next came her jeans that matched color to her bra, setting it to next to her shirt. Rhea smirked at a confused Liv and climbed into her bed, pulling the covers down and patting down on the spot next to her. “Coming to bed, darling?”

Liv shook her head and tried not to stare at the familiar sight before her eyes. She knew Rhea was up to something, she was always up to something. And she hated being in the crosshairs. The blonde hit the switch on the lamp and turned the fan on for background noise and climbed into bed next to Rhea. “Why me?”

“Why you what?” Rhea turned over to face Liv.

“Why do you think it’s okay to keep screwing with me? Why me out of everyone else in the hotel?” Liv shook her head again trying to keep her composure together. “Why-“ Liv halted her words when the Aussie moved closer to her, feeling their skin touch against their legs, the blonde’s breath going shaky. She turned over slowly to Rhea gazing at her with an interested smile pursed on her lips.

“Shh.” Rhea brought a finger to Liv’s lips to silence her. “No more questions, Livvy. You really did impress me tonight. You’ve been….really impressive since your Rumble return. I’m starting to think that maybe my time on top is slowly but surely coming to an end, and it won’t be because of Becky. It won’t be because of Nia, or Bianca, or anyone….except you. And shit, it would be an honor to have Liv Morgan dethrone me. She deserves it, and that’s genuine.”

When Rhea’s finger left her lips, Liv let out a deep sigh. Rhea Ripley, no matter what, has always been her weakness. She could try and try to convince herself otherwise but she would only be trying to trick herself. Liv feared that she was falling into another trap with Rhea but it had been too long. Maybe things have changed, maybe the Aussie was being genuine. There was only one way to find out.

“I hate you.” Liv whispered.

“Like you ever could.” Rhea whispered back.

Neither knew who made their move first and they didn’t care. Liv found herself on top of Rhea Ripley, legs straddled around her waist and arms above her head, crashing their lips together for a series of hungry, desirable kisses. She felt Rhea’s hands roam her body until one cupped her face to deepen their kisses and the other firmly grabbing at her ass, both women smiling in their kisses as they reconciled their issues with each other into the hours past midnight…

[eradicateme]

L4B stans are winning ❤️❤️❤️

[wyrdle]

In another life.

More Liv and Rhea shenanigans lmao. It’d be so fun to make ocs to build stories with from what we got from them tbh...

[targaryenwriting]

NEW CHAPTER - ANOTHER YOU

Title: Another You Author: targaryenwriting Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Liv Morgan Summary: It was never supposed to get this far - this was just supposed to be another job for The Edge. All she had to do was infiltrate Vince’s family, expose him to the world and get back to the bar with Damian and Finn. But that was before she met Liv. Now Rhea isn’t sure this is just a job anymore. Chapter 10 : Liv struggles with the fallout of their night together, while Rhea has some problems closer to home.

Take Me To The Fic (AO3 Link) -- Newest Chapter

[toreodaughter]

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ[ ❤️ ; ⛓️ ] ── 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝟰𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ 𝑖'𝑚 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑, ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔

[diedinariptide]

Prompt #731

From this prompt for the 15 minute drabble generator challenge. Rhea visits Liv in her hotel room.

"I will never ask again after this." Rhea's voice was full of something Liv couldn't quite place. It couldn't be remorse. That wasn't an emotion Rhea Ripley possessed.

"Promises, promises," Liv tutted. She had half a mind to shut the hotel door right into Rhea's face. See how she liked it being left out in the cold.

Liv's face was blank, staring right through those pleading eyes she could never say no to. But she was different now. Stronger and wiser. Knew the deceit that lay in them.

But she wasn't cruel, not like Rhea was.

"Alright, come in," Liv sighed, opening the door. "But you're sleeping on the floor. The couch is too nice for you."

Rhea followed her into the room like a lost puppy looking for affection. She would be sorely mistaken if she thought she could get any here. The thank you was barely audible.

"Don't you want to know why I came here?"

Liv sat on the bed cross-legged, eyeing Rhea, who had settled down on the carpet. "You know Rhea... I honestly don't care. Shut up and go to sleep. You can leave in the morning, and we'll pretend this never happened."

Strangely, Rhea obeyed her once again. This must be some kind of sick game to her, coming to her room in the middle of the night demanding she let her sleep in her room when she had one of her own. A game Liv wasn't going to entertain.

With Rhea's back turned away from her, Liv finished changing and got into bed. She flicked the light switch by the bedside table, shutting off the light.

Rhea's soft uneven breaths betrayed her ruse of being fast asleep, and it annoyed Liv even further. Liv muttered a curse under her breath. She couldn't leave Rhea down with the dogs after all.

"I know you aren't sleeping."

No response.

With a not so silent groan, Liv got up to drag Rhea into the bed with her, clutching her by the shirt. "I changed my mind."

"Thank you, Liv."

"But you really have to be out in the morning. And you stay there on your side of the bed. I'm still angry with you."

[timeandspacenovelist]

Does feel like two different women but what a time it was.

[danielgarcias]

yall istg send me requests. now. 🔪. but only if u want to fr fr 🤭

[whereismyfandom]

Needing a Rhea x Liv fic about Liv slowly realizing that Rhea has been passed around the locker room.

[fict1onallyobsessed]

WHY HAVENT I SEE THIS BEFORE HELLOOOOOOOO

[creativekha0s]

Liv Morgan x Rhea Ripley oneshot! I totally meant to get this written earlier in the week after Wrestlemania actually happened, but a week later isn’t so bad. Enjoy! I love making these two find their way back to each other 🥰

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WRESTLEMANIA XL NIGHT 1

Later that night…

Rhea Ripley defeats Becky Lynch with two Riptides at the grandest stage of them all and her dominant reign as Raw Women’s Champion continues on. Through the curtain she was celebrated by her Judgement Day companions and later on, Charlotte Flair. Once she was allowed a moment to herself, she walked on through the backstage area with a smile on her face and her championship belt on her shoulder.

“Hey Rhea, wait up!” Another one of the horsewomen, Bayley, says and jogs to catch up with her. “Hey champ, congratulations!”

“Thanks Bay. I’ve got faith in you to win your championship tomorrow night.” Rhea says with a dashing smile on her lips.

“Hey, thanks. Listen I’m not sure if I should tell you this but….you haven’t seen Liv yet, have you?” Rhea shakes her head confusingly. “You didn’t hear this from me then. We were all watching your match back here on the monitors just having a good time, getting into the match and everything and then when you pinned Becky….I don’t know, man. One second Liv is clapping with us and the next I see a fresh set of tears down her face. Then she disappeared to her locker room I presume.”

Rhea sighs and looks down to the floor before running a hand through her hair unsure of what emotions to feel right now. She’s completely ecstatic from her match with Becky and still riding her high from it and now she can’t help but to feel a small knot of guilt in her stomach.

“Is she still here then?”

Bayley nods her head. “Door is locked and she wouldn’t open up not even for me.” She lets out a small sigh. “Listen I know it’s not my place, you’re on an adrenaline rush, I get it. Just check on her before you leave, okay?” She sees Rhea contemplate with her request and Bayley gives her arm a playful shove. “Hey come on, you owe me. If I chose you to face instead of Iyo, maybe you wouldn’t have that belt on your shoulder right now.”

“Ha ha, hugger. In your dreams.” The two exchange a final smile before Bayley moves along to head back to the monitors while Rhea struggles with a choice of heading to her own locker room or checking on her once former best friend, tag team partner….someone who she once loved. Walking back towards the locker rooms gave Rhea a bit longer to form a decision. When she got to her own locker room she quickly went over to her travel bag and began digging through it until she found what she was looking for.

Rhea grabbed her championship belt and exited her locker room to make her way towards the locker room belonging to Liv Morgan. Her hand grabbed the handle and twisted to find the door was really locked, from the clutch of her other hand she sighed and revealed a key that Liv gave her long ago, pushing it to the keyhole and unlocking the door to head inside and locking the door behind her.

“Livvy?”

Rhea asked quietly when she didn’t see the blonde around. It was quiet but tense, the television set she had was playing the 6 Pack Ladder Match for the Tag Team Championships as it happened live on a low volume. Then she heard a quiet sniffle and an exaggerated sigh from the around the corner, that’s when Liv Morgan appeared carefully wiping her eyes with a tissue and stopping dead in her tracks when she saw Rhea Ripley standing in front of her in her own locker room.

When the mini heart attack subsided in her chest, Liv wasn’t too surprised to see Rhea here. Someone must’ve seen her wipe away tears and leave the monitors and figured it must’ve been Nattie or Bayley. And the door was locked but Rhea had a key as Liv had one for Rhea’s door as well.

“Hey…champ. Congratulations on the match, you were amazing.” Liv wiped under her eyes again.

“Yeah, thanks.” Rhea slid her title belt off of her shoulder and set it down on a chair, looking at a half broken Liv Morgan in front of her. “Do you want small talk? Bayley said you locked yourself in here. And you’re crying.”

“Fuckin’ Bayley.” Liv muttered under her breath and crossed her arms. “Let’s catch up another time. This is your big night, your big win, you should go celebrate it. Don’t worry about me.”

“You’re not giving me a choice on that last bit.” Rhea shrugged her shoulders and closed the distance a little between them. “Just talk to me, Livvy. What’s going on?” Liv couldn’t fight away the fresh set of tears that formed in her eyes, she was just deep down glad that Rhea was someone who has already seen her completely vulnerable. “Come here.” Rhea pulled Liv into a tight hug without having to struggle to like last time.

Liv silently cried into Rhea’s shoulder as the Aussie gently stroked at her back to help calm her down. It was only for a few minutes but Rhea was willing to take as long as she needed.

“Am I good enough?” Liv spoke after some silence and pulled her body back just enough to look Rhea into her eyes. “Be honest with me. I came up short on not one, but two Rumble matches back to back, I don’t have a match at Wrestlemania this year, I lost my best friend but more importantly…..” Liv stopped short before finishing her sentence and noticed that Rhea’s gaze never left hers. “I’m not good enough for you anymore either.”

“Liv, come on…”

“I’m so….so fucking happy for you, Rhea. You’ve accomplished so much and you’re not slowing down anytime soon. I’m so proud of you, it’s just…” Liv goes to find another tissue for her tears but Rhea grabs her wrist to stop her. “I’m not jealous, okay? You deserve everything. I’m-“ Rhea leads Liv over to the couch and sits them both down.

“I’m terrified, Liv.” Rhea says sadly with a light chuckle. “Right now I feel like I’m sitting well above the world right now and we both know that means the only way out is back down.” After swallowing her pride, Rhea smiles and adverts her eyes back to the blonde. “Absolutely, Liv Morgan, you’re good enough if not better than anything that’s in front of you. One of the biggest reasons I’m going as hard as I can is because I’m inspired by you and your ‘never quit’ attitude. The reason I’m here is because of you. I mean, you beat Ronda Rousey. Twice. You’re the first to ever do that.”

Liv blushed and had to look away no matter how much she desperately wanted to get lost in Rhea’s eyes. It wasn’t the answer she was expecting to get but the sudden warm feeling that felt in her chest made her spirits start to skyrocket.

“It can’t just be because of me. You’re a wonder of the world all on your own.” Liv sported a tiny smile on her lips. “But hearing that from our Women’s Champion does feel pretty good.”

The two chuckled and Rhea made the move to inch her body closer to Liv’s, the blonde’s heart fluttering more in her chest.

“You will always be good enough for me, Livvy. I’d be lying if I didn’t that I’ve been thinking about us lately…..what we had together…..” The Aussie tucks a few strands of hair behind her ears. “I’m sorry things have gotten rocky between us.” Her hand finds Liv’s hand and subtly strokes the top of it with her thumb. “Maybe we can find our way back again.”

“That’s so much hope to give me in my current headspace.” Liv chuckled and held her hand tighter. “I’d like that. A lot. I miss us.”

“I miss us too.” Rhea chuckled with a big genuine smile on her face. “And not just because it gets lonely at the top. I really miss us and I wouldn’t mind working on making some things up to you, like getting your confidence back. I know you got it.”

“Proving I’m good enough to myself, by myself, hasn’t been easy.” Liv sighed and gave Rhea a hug. “I don’t want to keep you from the rest of your night, you should go celebrate and catch the other matches.”

“I do have the press conference to get ready for, yeah.” Rhea sighed and tightened her arms around Liv’s body.

“Is it okay if I kiss you?” Liv asked suddenly but Rhea found it adorable that she asked for permission out of nowhere.

Pulling back, Rhea smiled and nodded her head while admiring Liv Morgan in a light she hasn’t seen in almost two years. If there was one weakness in her career, it was her. Something about a 5 foot 3 blonde who shared her passion for wrestling and beyond she couldn’t dare keep turning away from, not after an incredible night like tonight. With the most confidence she’s had all night, Liv slowly captured Rhea’s lips for a kiss that made them both feel whole again, as if they were both home with each other again.

Until her press conference had to start, Rhea stayed with Liv in her locker room all night together, cuddled up on her locker room couch, peppering sweet kisses to the side of Liv’s head and her cheek as they watched together the rest of the matches Wrestlemania Night 1 had to offer.

[eradicateme]

[wyrdle]

everyone: rhea stepping on people me: consider this: rhea letting her special someone step on her

More #liv4brutality nonesense. I'm a sucker for big scary gf who is actually a very mushy dummy to their more forward partner lmao. I think most people would consider this ooc but idc I like dummy stronk and in love characters sm.  Also: tough demeanor = most people either get scared or acting coy, so brain meltdown when gf is very bold/forward etc. (Ignoring all of JD arc lmaoooo.)

(Please don't repost/tag the wrestlers or refer to my doodles as content tq)

[targaryenwriting]

NEW CHAPTER

Title: Another You Author: targaryenwriting Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Liv Morgan Summary: It was never supposed to get this far - this was just supposed to be another job for The Edge. All she had to do was infiltrate Vince’s family, expose him to the world and get back to the bar with Damian and Finn. But that was before she met Liv. Now Rhea isn’t sure this is just a job anymore.

Sneak Peak : “Is that what you want?” “Huh?” Liv’s brow knit in confusion. “Do you want me to kiss you goodnight?” Those words were enough to fluster Liv and Rhea watched as she stumbled over her words, stuttering and stammering as she tried to backtrack. “Because all you had to do was ask…” 

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[diedinariptide]

Needy

CW: light smut

Soft lips stirred Rhea awake, seeking the warmth of her neck. Liv plastered her with feverish little bites, hardly anything that would bruise come tomorrow afternoon. A devilish glint greeted her as Liv felt her return to the land of the living.

"Such a needy girl."

The first few birds chirped along the lazy morning, light stringing in through the sheer curtains painting Liv in hues of marigold and morning glory. Her blonde hair glowed in the low light, a halo over her divine skin. In the early hours, when the city was at its most quiet, nothing could be louder than Liv's inherent beauty before her.

In a few hours, they'd have to pretend they didn't spend the night together. But in the current moment, Rhea could allow herself to indulge in what Liv had to offer.

Liv's tantalising lips moved lower, dancing over Rhea's skin towards their own nirvana.

"Don't tell me you don't want it." Liv kissed the inner side of Rhea's thigh, a kiss for every single mark she left the night before. Rhea was sweet like honey and addicting like the most expensive wine. One sip, and you'd be lost in the taste.

"Last night wasn't enough?"

"Never."

Between the sheets, Liv could be honest. Of wanting more than the cold stares she was met with in the ring. More than anything, she wanted to be close. And to indulge in the worst decision she could ever make, to let herself be swallowed up by Rhea and be destroyed by her hand. All willingly, like a fool stuck in love with a fairytale. Her body craved the danger, sighed after it, seeking out the pain of mutual destruction.

As Rhea took, Liv wanted to take. Of being the one that made the other crave more. Oh so much more.

Liv's tongue sought out her heat, a slow lick sending a familiar tingle through Rhea's body. She's as sweet as ever, tangy with a slight hint of last night's sweat. A taste that's unmistakably Rhea. Intrusive and addictive. Claws holding Rhea down, Liv devoured her cunt with a patience she wasn't owed.

Even sweeter were the sounds Rhea muffled, biting down on her own hand. Self control was a hard thing for her to give up, and Liv knew Rhea was struggling not to moan her name. The first time she heard it was a mistake, one that cost Liv many restless nights with her hand between her own legs, dreaming of hearing it again.

And like Rhea, Liv didn't want to lose.

For as much self restraint Rhea had, Liv had experience undoing all that. She didn't need words, only a well placed tongue around her clit and a couple fingers.

Liv could hear the muffled curses threatening to break free, the shudder every time her tongue moved inside Rhea's cunt and the wetness that stained her thighs. She drank it all up, preferring to let her body speak for her.

Liv's eyes found Rhea's, glinting with extacy and mischief. Really, Rhea should have given up right then and there. This was a match she was fated to lose.

Liv's lithe fingers moved inside of Rhea, curling just the way she knew would drive her insane. Liv didn't care if anyone else heard them. She needed Rhea to scream her lungs raw.

Rhea's clit was as sensitive as ever, teetering on it being painful to have it sucked and bitten. No matter how much restraint Rhea thought she had, she broke.

"Oh my fucking–." Rhea gripped the sheets. She was barely audible.

Not good enough. Liv needed her to scream. Liv flicked her tongue, sucking harder on where Rhea was the most sensitive. She added another finger, and Rhea could take it. Rhea never bothered to ask Liv if she wanted or could take more. There was no reason why she couldn't extend the same favour towards her. Three fingers deep, Liv fucked her in slow strokes.

It took everything in Rhea not to grab Liv by the hair to fuck her mouth, she had to lie there to take what was offered. Payback could come later.

Liv tightened Rhea like a string, pulling and pulling until she was arching her back, threatening to break at the tension. Unable to take more, Liv yanks her further. It's impossibly tight, light flashing as Rhea burned from the inside.

As much fun as it would have been to edge her all day, Liv wasn't as cruel. This wasn't the time for that.

A string of cursewords followed, incomprehensible to anyone that didn't know Rhea like Liv did. Broken, louder, and louder, Rhea came undone at her hand. Liv felt Rhea tighten around her fingers, hips rutting against her mouth as Rhea came.

Satisfied with her work, Liv slipped out, a lazy smile on her face. She admired Rhea's laboured breathing as she came down, there was something beautiful about having Rhea at her mercy. It didn't happen often, so one had to take in the sight whenever it was possible.

[timeandspacenovelist]

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