#WWE Rhea Ripley

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The Assistant's Heart

Rhea Ripley x Reader

Summary: When the idea of Rhea getting a personal assistant, she was against the idea. Then, she saw your CV and you got the job.

Rhea Ripley, the fierce WWE fighter known for her strength and determination, found herself in a new position as she welcomed a new assistant into her life. 

The assistant, a young woman, you, was eager to learn from Rhea and help her with daily tasks both inside and outside the ring.

At first, Rhea was sceptical of having an assistant, thinking she could handle everything on her own. 

However, as she spent more time with you, she realized that having someone by her side made her life easier and more pleasant. You brought a new sense of organization and efficiency to Rhea's chaotic schedule, allowing her to focus more on her wrestling career.

Having a very impressive CV, you were delighted when you received the call saying you got the job.

You spent about two hours just smiling.

As you two grew closer, Rhea noticed a spark between you that she couldn't ignore. 

Your kind heart and gentle spirit drew Rhea in, and before long, their professional relationship blossomed into something more. 

You began to notice the changes in yourself the moment you two were locked into her home.

The weather outside was an absolute mess.

You decided it would be best to stay at hers.

Perhaps it was when she gave you her shirt to sleep in.

Or when you two stayed on her couch with her dogs.

You weren't sure.

But you ended the night in her arms, under her covers, with her lips on yours.

Despite the challenges you faced as a same-sex couple in the wrestling world, Rhea and you stood strong together, supporting each other through thick and thin.

Many of her fans also supported you, and they were a lot louder than the haters.

It warmed your heart. Seeing all the comments about your love. 

Your love story became an inspiration to many, showing that love knows no bounds and can conquer any obstacle. 

Your bond only grew stronger with each passing day, thickening your commitment to each other.

In the end, Rhea Ripley and her assistant-turned-lover proved that love is love, no matter who you are or where you come from. 

Your story served as a beacon of hope and blessing, showing the world that true love always finds a way to shine through, even in the most unexpected of places.

[acute-crashout-jeyuso]

Sacrifices / BTR Book 2: a Jhea fanfic.

Chapter 8: of course I’m going to give $25 to my nephew..

January 29th, 2025 12:27PM

Jeyce and Demi sat at the usual loner lunch table, sharing laughs as they recounted their morning classes. Demi, as always, had a way of making him laugh, her wit sharper than most people realized. For the first time since the awkward conversation with his dad, Jeyce felt completely at ease.

As she took a sip from her juice box, Demi looked at him, her dark eyes gleaming with excitement. “So… do you have any plans for Friday?” she asked casually, her voice slightly playful.

Jeyce shrugged, though his heart was already racing. “Uh, yeah… kind of. My brother Jaciyah’s coming down with our mom. He’s been staying with her to help her with the move to Stamford,” he explained, trying to keep his tone casual.

Demi nodded, a small smile forming on her lips. “Well, I was going to invite you to a listening party for The Smiths at this place called CD Master Copy downtown,” she said, her voice hopeful. “My sister is visiting this weekend and she said she could take us. She’s cool with it.”

Jeyce’s brain froze for a second. The Smiths? He’d never even heard of them. But the idea of spending time with Demi outside of school, hanging out and listening to music, was too good to pass up. He found himself nodding, a little too eagerly. “Yeah… yeah, sure! That sounds fun, you didn’t mention a sister.” he replied, hoping he sounded more confident than he felt.

Demi’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “Awesome! You’ll love it; they’re amazing. You didn’t mention a brother.” She smiled, gathering her things as the bell rang. “See you on the bus?”

“Yeah… see you on the bus,” Jeyce replied, his face breaking into a smile as he watched her walk away. When she was out of earshot, he muttered under his breath, “Oh, crap…”

As he trudged to his next class, he couldn’t shake the feeling of both excitement and dread. Telling his dad about this was going to be a challenge. But one thing was certain—he wasn’t about to miss out on his first real chance to spend time with Demi.

—

Jeyce had barely dropped his backpack by the door before he went looking for his dad. He knew he had to tell him about the listening party with Demi, but his nerves were eating away at him. He finally spotted Jey tending to the greenhouse, his hands gently packing flower seeds into the soil. Jey was probably doing it for Rhea—Jeyce had caught on to his dad’s habit of planting little surprises for her.

“Hey, Dad,” Jeyce called, leaning against the greenhouse door.

Jey looked up, a small smile forming. “Hey, buddy. I actually wanted to talk to you about something,” he said, pushing another seed into the soil.

Jeyce tilted his head, curiosity replacing his nervousness for a moment. “Oh? Go ahead.”

Jey let out a breath, his eyes shifting away briefly before looking back at Jeyce. “So, you’re going to be thirteen in a couple of months…” he began, his tone a mix of seriousness and awkwardness.

Jeyce felt his own curiosity spike, a bit wary. “Yeah?” he replied, eyebrows raised in confusion.

Jey cleared his throat, visibly trying to find the right words. “Well, when me and your uncle were about your age, we started noticing… changes in our bodies.” He gave Jeyce a meaningful look, as though that explained everything.

Jeyce squinted slightly, still not fully understanding. “Yeaahhhh…” he replied slowly, hoping his dad would get to the point.

Jey rubbed the back of his neck, seeming even more uncomfortable now. “Well… look, son, if you’re, you know, noticing changes… it’s important to talk to me or, uh, someone about it. I don’t want you going on bad websites or—”

“Dad! No! Ew!” Jeyce interrupted, his face scrunching up in horror. He threw his hands up, backing away from his dad. “Nevermind! I’m out of here!”

He turned and bolted back toward the house, desperate to escape the painfully awkward conversation. As he hurried off, he could hear his dad’s voice behind him, tinged with exasperation and a little humor. “Well, that went well,” Jey muttered to himself, rubbing his temples.

Inside the house, Jeyce’s heart was still racing, but he couldn’t help but laugh a little at how disastrous the conversation had been. His dad was just trying, even if it was embarrassing. But one thing was clear—there was no way he was bringing up the listening party with Demi.

Jeyce climbed the stairs to his room, still feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief after his awkward talk with his dad. As he reached the top, he saw Rhea coming out of her room, adjusting her hair and humming softly to herself.

Jeyce hesitated for a moment, feeling a sudden, overwhelming need to say something—anything—to ease the lingering awkwardness and tension from earlier. “Rhea,” he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Rhea stopped, turning to face him with a gentle, curious smile. “Yes, Jeyce?” she asked, her tone as warm as ever.

Jeyce took a deep breath, his cheeks flushing slightly. “I… I love you still,” he mumbled, the words spilling out quicker than he had intended.

Rhea’s expression softened even more, her smile widening as she took in his words. Before she could respond, though, Jeyce quickly darted toward his room, not waiting to see her reaction.

As he shut his door, he heard her soft laughter drift down the hallway, filled with warmth and understanding. He let out a small sigh of relief, feeling the weight on his chest lighten just a bit. Even if things were changing in his life and family, moments like this reminded him that some things—like love—were solid and steady.

Jeyce threw himself onto his bed, feeling a strange mix of emotions. He knew things were about to get more complicated with Demi and whatever this listening party was going to bring, but for now, he felt a sense of calm.

—

Rhea found Jey in the greenhouse, kneeling among the rows of freshly planted flower seeds. He was focused on his task, carefully arranging the soil and making sure everything was just right for the blooms to come. She smiled at the sight, her heart swelling with affection for the man she came to love.

As she stepped closer, she gave him a kiss on the cheek. “What a wonderful job you’re doing here!” she said, her voice warm and encouraging.

Jey looked up, his expression brightening. “Thanks babe..” he replied, his cheeks slightly flushed from the unexpected affection.

Jey decided it was the perfect moment to share his earlier conversation with Jeyce. “I took your advice..” he said, brushing the dirt from his hands. “I talked to Jeyce about… you know, puberty.”

Rhea burst into laughter, the sound ringing through the greenhouse like music. “Oh my gosh, how did that go?” she asked, wiping a tear from her eye.

Jey scratched the back of his neck, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. “Not well, I think. I might have scared him off a bit.”

Still chuckling, Rhea shook her head. “Well, it’s a tough topic, but you’re a good dad for trying.”

Once the laughter settled, Rhea’s smile turned tender. “Oh, and speaking of Jeyce, he told me earlier that he still loves me,” she said, her heart fluttering at the thought.

Jey smiled, his gaze softening. “He still loves his bonus mommy,” he echoed, warmth spreading through him at the bond they had as a family.

Rhea nodded, her eyes sparkling. “It means so much to me.. he is growing..”

Jey looked around the greenhouse, the vibrant colors of the flowers surrounding them. “He is. It’s a little scary, but also kind of exciting to see him become his own person,” he said, feeling a sense of pride wash over him.

Rhea placed a hand on his shoulder. “You’re doing great, Jey. Just keep being there for him, and we’ll figure it out together.”

Jey nodded, feeling grateful for Rhea’s support. “I’m glad we’re in this together,” he replied, giving her a soft smile.

With their hearts feeling a little lighter, Rhea joined her fiancé as he returned to planting, the sun streaming through the greenhouse windows, casting a warm glow over their small family as they embraced the journey ahead.

—

Jeyce stared at his phone, anxiety swirling in his stomach as he read the text from Demi. Here are the details: $25 a person, 7-8:30 PM, black attire encouraged. A wave of dread washed over him. There was no way he could ask his dad for money—not after their awkward conversation about puberty. And Rhea? He certainly didn’t want to bring that up with her either.

But then, a light bulb went off in his head. He scrolled through the contacts on his phone, searching for a solution. His finger hovered over “Uncle Joe,” the name that brought a smile to his face. He clicked the FaceTime button, his heart racing as he waited for his uncle to answer.

“Hey there, if it isn’t my favorite nephew!” Joe’s face appeared on the screen, a wide grin spreading across his features.

Jeyce couldn’t help but smile back, despite his nerves. “Uncle, I need help. I’m in a pickle.”

Joe’s brow raised in curiosity. “What happened?”

“I met this girl, her name is Demi, and she is so cool, Joe! She has black hair and she looks like a vampire,” Jeyce said, his excitement bubbling over.

Joe chuckled. “I take it you met her in school?”

“Yes!” Jeyce exclaimed, feeling a surge of pride. “She’s really nice.”

“Is this the same school where you hit that other kid with a lunch box?” Joe teased.

Jeyce rolled his eyes, embarrassment creeping up his neck. “Did Dad tell you?”

Joe laughed heartily. “He put me and your Uncle Jon on a Zoom meeting and told us. I must say, you could have done a spear, far better.”

“I’m not doing a spear, Uncle Joe,” Jeyce replied, a hint of exasperation in his voice.

“Okay, okay,” Joe said, still chuckling. “So, what’s going on with Demi?”

Jeyce took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. “Well, she invited me to this listening party, and it’s $25 to get in. I also wanted to buy her a milkshake afterward, and well… my dad just gave me a puberty talk, and now I’m emotionally scarred.”

Joe couldn’t contain his laughter, his hearty chuckles echoing through the speaker. “I can’t say I blame you, buddy. That talk can be pretty brutal.”

“For real, Uncle Joe,” Jeyce pleaded, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders. “Can you help me out?”

“Sure thing, little man. I’ll send some money to your Cash App,” Joe replied, his tone turning serious. “Just remember, you’re still a kid, and it’s okay to feel overwhelmed sometimes. You’ve got a great future ahead of you.”

“Thank you so much!” Jeyce said, relief flooding through him. “You’re the best!”

“Just keep being yourself, and don’t forget to show Demi a good time. She sounds like a great girl,” Joe advised, giving Jeyce a knowing smile.

As they finished their conversation, Jeyce felt lighter, the looming date feeling less daunting. With Uncle Joe’s help, he could make it work. He hung up, excitement bubbling within him as he imagined the evening ahead, all while secretly vowing to himself to keep practicing his social skills—spear or not.

—

Later that night, Rhea and Jey lay together on their California king-size bed, the soft glow of a bedside lamp casting a warm light across the room. Rhea had been focused on her laptop, and now she looked up with a triumphant smile. “There, it’s done,” she announced, closing the lid.

Jey looked up from his phone, curiosity piqued. “What’s done?”

Rhea beamed. “I booked our couple’s therapy appointment with the new therapist for next Monday.”

Jey nodded, feeling a sense of relief. “That’s good, babe. It’s about time we started working on things.”

“Oh, and don’t forget you have your physical therapy appointment tomorrow,” Rhea reminded him, a hint of concern in her voice.

“I know, I know,” Jey replied, waving his hand dismissively. He put his phone down and closed Rhea’s laptop, wanting to draw her attention back to him. Craving some intimacy, he turned to her, his expression softening. “How is my baby doing?”

Rhea smirked, her playful side coming out. “Well, baby and mommy both would’ve appreciated their donuts this morning.”

Jey burst into laughter, shaking his head. “Babe, really?”

“Don’t act like you’re not partially responsible for this craving,” Rhea shot back, her tone teasing. Jey sighed dramatically.

“You could’ve redeemed yourself tomorrow, but Bruce comes back and I have to be in the office.” Rhea said.

“Boooo,” he continued, making a face. “What I wanted was one of those sexy afternoons.” He raised his eyebrows, giving her a sultry smirk that made her giggle.

“Don’t tempt me right now, mister,” Rhea laughed, shaking her head.

“I’m just saying,” Jey replied, leaning closer, his voice lowering playfully. “I’m trying to get it in every night, babe. Who knows? One day you’re going to wake up and hate me.”

Rhea laughed again, the sound light and carefree. “That’s the beauty of pregnancy,” she said, grinning at him. “You’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.”

“I don’t think I could ever hate you,” Jey said earnestly, his gaze searching hers. “Even on your worst days, you’re still the most amazing woman I know.”

Rhea’s heart swelled at his words, and she reached out to cup his face with her hand. “You’re sweet. Just remember, I might be a little cranky at times, especially with these hormones.”

“Bring it on,” Jey challenged playfully, leaning into her touch. “I’ll take cranky Rhea any day.”

She laughed, feeling lighter in that moment. “You’re brave, I’ll give you that. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Warned and ready,” Jey said with a wink. He shifted closer, wrapping his arms around her, feeling the warmth of her body against his. “Now, how about we just enjoy this moment? No donuts, no therapy talk—just us.”

Rhea smiled, leaning her head against his shoulder. “I like the sound of that.”

They settled into a comfortable silence, the weight of the world outside their door fading away. In that intimate space, they found solace in each other, the love they shared radiating like a comforting blanket. As they lay entwined, they both knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united as a family.

—

Jeyce lay sprawled on his bed, holding his phone up as he FaceTimed with Demi. She was propped up against her pillows, lying in her own bed, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. The soft glow from her bedside lamp gave her an almost ethereal look.

“So… how is your family… blended?” Demi asked, her curiosity evident.

Jeyce took a deep breath, wondering how to put it into words. “Well, my brother Jaciyah told me that our dad just… fell out of love with our mom. And then he met Rhea—my bonus mom, Rhea Ripley.” He added the last part a bit shyly, as if he wasn’t sure how Demi would take it.

Demi’s eyes widened, a sparkle of excitement flickering in them. “Rhea Ripley? Like, the Rhea Ripley?”

Jeyce chuckled, nodding. “Yeah, she’s my bonus mom.”

Demi sighed wistfully, resting her chin on her hand. “I’d be happy every day if that was my bonus mom. My bonus dad is… well, he’s kind of a jerk.”

Jeyce’s expression softened with sympathy. “Why doesn’t your sister live with you?”

Demi shrugged, looking down briefly. “She wanted to live with my mom and my bonus dad in New Haven. So now it’s just me, my dad, and our cat, Thunder.” She gave him a small, reassuring smile. “It’s not so bad, though. Thunder keeps me company when I need it.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Jeyce said quietly, realizing how hard it must be for Demi to feel separated from her family.

Demi’s face brightened, her eyes warm. “It’s okay. At least we have each other, right?”

Jeyce felt his face heat up, his heart doing a little flip at her words. “Yeah… I’m glad we do.”

After a moment of silence, Jeyce finally gathered the courage to bring up what had been on his mind since this morning. “Uh, about… the kiss on the cheek?”

Demi’s cheeks tinged a light pink as she looked down, biting her lip. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I won’t do it again.”

Jeyce’s heart raced, and before he could stop himself, he blurted out, “No! I… I liked it.”

Demi’s eyes lit up, her shy smile returning. “Oh. Well, Friday… can we consider it as a… date?”

Jeyce stuttered, the nerves taking over. “Y-y-yeah! I mean, yes! Of course!”

Demi giggled at his adorable response, her eyes shining with excitement. “Great. It’s a date, then.”

They both fell into an easy silence, each lost in the thrill of this new, uncharted territory. Jeyce could feel his cheeks hurting from smiling, but he didn’t care. For the first time, he felt like he’d found someone who understood him, someone he could talk to about anything.

As they continued to chat, the worries of the day faded away, replaced by the warmth of young love and the comfort of knowing they were no longer alone.

—

Friday, January 31st, 2025 - 4:37 PM

Jeyce held both of Demi’s hands as they stood at their usual streetlamp post where the bus dropped them off each day. The late afternoon light cast a warm glow over them, and the anticipation in the air was palpable.

“I can’t wait to see you tonight,” Demi said, her voice light with excitement. She smiled up at him, her eyes twinkling. “My sister wants you at the house by 6:45.”

Jeyce’s heart fluttered as he nodded. “Perfect,” he replied, almost too quickly, eager to get the evening started. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the cheek, a gesture that felt both sweet and thrilling.

“See you later,” Demi said, a soft smile on her lips. They exchanged one last look before going their separate ways.

Jeyce’s feet barely touched the ground as he sprinted home. His mind raced with thoughts of the night ahead. He couldn’t believe it. It was his very first date. His first date with his boo Demi. She was everything he liked—smart, funny, and incredibly beautiful.

Arriving at the house, he quickly entered the code to the gate, the familiar mechanical sound of the gate unlocking giving him a sense of urgency. He hurried up the pathway and through the front door, only to find his mom, Takecia, sitting at the kitchen table, chatting with Rhea and Jey.

“Hey, Mom? Where’s Jaciyah?” Jeyce asked, barely catching his breath from the run. His excitement was palpable, but he didn’t have time for pleasantries.

Jey raised an eyebrow, looking at his son with mock seriousness. “It’s not nice to just rush in and ask questions like that, Jeyce. Take a breath and talk to your mom properly.”

Jeyce, still jittery from the thoughts of the date, exhaled and quickly spilled out, “Everything’s fine at school, I learned my lesson, don’t hit anyone with lunch boxes, yada yada…” He paused for a breath, giving his mom a look. “Where’s Jaciyah?”

Takecia smiled warmly at her son, shaking her head with affection. “I love you too, son,” she teased. “He’s upstairs.”

Without another word, Jeyce darted up the stairs, his excitement pushing him to move faster. He reached his brother’s room in a matter of seconds. Jeyce knocked, then pushed the door open and closed it behind him. Jaciyah, looking a bit surprised but grinning, glanced up from his bed.

“I. NEED. A. FAVOR.” Jeyce demanded.

“Yo,” Jaciyah said, still setting his stuff down. “I’ve been gone for two weeks and the first thing you say to me is what? ‘I need a favor’?”

Jeyce grinned sheepishly but didn’t waste any time. “Yeah. I need a favor,” he repeated. He quickly crossed the room to his brother and gave him a brief, quick hug before continuing. “I have a date.”

Jaciyah raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “A date? With who? Is it someone I need to worry about?”

Jeyce laughed nervously. “No, it’s with Demi. She’s really cool, Jaciyah. You don’t know her, but I swear, she’s awesome. And…” He hesitated for a second before going on. “Uncle Joe sent me some money for this listening party she invited me to, but I need you to drive me there.”

Jaciyah stood up from his bed, crossing his arms and giving his younger brother a teasing look. “A listening party, huh? Sounds like a pretty big deal.” He walked over to his dresser, grabbing a hoodie. “Alright, alright, what’s the favor?”

“I need you to come with me,” Jeyce said, his face flushing with embarrassment but also genuine hope. “So that Dad or Rhea won’t get suspicious. Please, Jaciyah. I really need your help.”

Jaciyah raised his hands in mock surrender, laughing. “Alright, alright, I got you, little man. I’ll go with you. But you owe me one after this, you hear?”

Jeyce smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! I promise, you won’t regret it.”

Jaciyah smirked, looking at his younger brother with a mix of amusement and brotherly affection. “Alright, alright. We’ll get you to your date. But first, we gotta get you looking sharp. Can’t show up at this ‘listening party’ looking like a slob.”

Jeyce chuckled, following Jaciyah as he grabbed a couple of his clothes. “Thanks, bro. You’re the best.”

“The listening party’s attire is black,” Jeyce said. “I need to look good, you know?”

Jaciyah rifled through his clothes, looking for a nice shirt for Jeyce. Jaciyah said “Ah hah.” And he through the item at Jeyce. Jeyce looked at the black polo collared shirt Jaciyah, holding it up to his chest.

Jaciyah gave him a playful side-eye. “Yeah, I know, you don’t want to mess this up with Demi.” He tossed the shirt to Jeyce and then walked over to his dresser, flipping through his clothes. “Alright, you’re good to go on the shirt, but what about your hair?” Jaciyah looked at him, raising an eyebrow.

Jeyce hesitated for a second, scratching the back of his head. “Well… can you braid it?” He glanced over, half-embarrassed, but also really wanting to make a good impression.

Jaciyah chuckled and looked at the clock. “How long do we have?”

“About an hour,” Jeyce replied quickly.

Jaciyah gave him a look, sizing up the time. “It’s pushing it, but I can do about six cornrows,” he said, rummaging through his styling products. “It’ll have to do.”

Jeyce nodded, his eyes lighting up with relief. “That’s fine,” he said, sitting cross-legged on the floor, ready for his older brother’s work. “Thanks, Jaciyah. I really need to look good for this.”

As Jaciyah worked his fingers through Jeyce’s hair, weaving the strands into neat cornrows, Jeyce started talking about Demi. “She’s really cool,” Jeyce said, a smile spreading across his face as he thought about her. “She invited me to this listening party, and I really like her. She’s kind of… different from the other girls at school. She’s got this vibe, you know?”

Jaciyah nodded, focusing on his work, trying to get the braids just right. “Yeah, I can tell. But, come on, tell me more about her. You’ve been talking about her non-stop. What’s so special?”

Jeyce leaned back slightly, enjoying the rhythm of Jaciyah’s braiding as he continued. “She’s… just different. Not like the other girls at school. She’s got black hair, and she’s got this cool, mysterious vibe. And she’s just really smart. Like, she gets me, you know? She’s the first person in a long time that I’ve really clicked with.”

Jaciyah paused for a second, raising an eyebrow. “Sounds like she’s got you good. What about her sister? I heard you mention her. Is she going to the party too?”

Jeyce nodded, his heart still racing at the thought of Demi. “Yeah, her sister’s going to be the one driving us there. But, honestly, I don’t know much about her sister. Demi’s told me some things, but she keeps her pretty private.”

Jaciyah smirked, finishing up the final braid. “Alright, cool. But you know I gotta ask—how old is her sister?”

Jeyce frowned slightly, looking at his older brother. “I don’t know. But don’t spoil this for me, Jaciyah,” he said, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration. “I really like her, okay? This date means a lot to me. Please don’t mess it up.”

Jaciyah looked down at his little brother, realizing how serious Jeyce was about this. He softened his tone, giving him a rare moment of older brother wisdom. “I won’t mess it up, little man,” he said, smoothing down the last cornrow and giving Jeyce a pat on the head. “I’m just looking out for you. But, hey, don’t worry. You’ll do fine. Just be yourself. You’ve got this.”

Jeyce smiled, relieved to have Jaciyah’s support, even though his older brother still had his teasing ways. “Thanks, Jaciyah,” he said, standing up and looking at his reflection in the mirror. “I appreciate it. Now, let’s go make sure I’m on time. I’ve got a date to impress.”

—

Jeyce and Jaciyah made their way downstairs, their footsteps echoing through the house. Jaciyah, feeling a surge of confidence, looked over at his dad, Jey, who was lounging on the couch with Rhea and Takecia. Jaciyah cleared his throat and asked, “Hey, Dad, can I borrow the keys to the Mercedes?”

Jey chuckled, raising an eyebrow at his seventeen-year-old son’s request. “The keys to my Mercedes? Really? Takecia and Rhea… this boy said the keys to my Mercedes.”

Jaciyah didn’t miss a beat. “Yes, I’m serious. I’ve got… plans.”

Beside him, Jeyce nodded vigorously, backing up his brother’s request. “Yeah, we really need to go somewhere.”

Rhea, sitting close to Jey, exchanged a suspicious glance with Takecia. Takecia tilted her head and asked, “Where exactly are you boys planning on going?”

Thinking quickly, Jaciyah replied, “I saw a Pizza Hut nearby, and I was thinking of putting in an application. You know… part-time job and all.” He shrugged nonchalantly, trying to sound casual.

Rhea raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced, and turned her gaze to Jeyce. “Uh-huh. And what about you, Jeyce?” She looked him up and down, taking in his freshly braided hair and sharp outfit. “Why is your hair braided, and why are you all dressed up?”

Jeyce froze, trying to think of an excuse that wouldn’t tip them off. Suddenly, inspiration struck, and he blurted out, “I’m going through puberty, and I just… want to look nice. You know, like… feel good about myself.”

That answer seemed to catch the adults off guard, and they exchanged confused glances, unsure of how to respond. Takecia and Rhea glanced at each other, while Jey shifted uncomfortably, clearly unsure how to address the sudden topic of puberty.

Jeyce saw his chance and leaned in, doubling down. “Yeah, I’m going through puberty. And it’s hitting me hard. Like, really hard. So, you know, just… trying to look my best.”

Jey scratched the back of his neck, clearly out of his depth. “Uh… well… alright then,” he stammered, glancing at Rhea, who shrugged. He nodded toward the counter. “The keys are over there.”

Before they could ask any more questions, Jeyce and Jaciyah quickly called out their goodbyes and dashed toward the garage, trying to stifle their laughter until they were out of earshot.

As they climbed into the Mercedes, Jaciyah looked over at Jeyce with a smirk. “Puberty, huh? That was quick thinking.”

Jeyce grinned, buckling his seatbelt. “Hey, it worked, didn’t it?”

Jaciyah chuckled as he turned the key in the ignition, the car purring to life. “Alright, little Romeo, let’s go impress your girl.”

[ms-wwe]

Bless this video I swear.

[damiansgoodgirll]

could you write rhea x jey x reader smut. Like however you wanna write it just no cheating please

I’VE NEVER WRITTEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS AND I DON’T THINK I’LL MAKE MORE CAUSE THIS ONE IS BAD, YOU’VE BEEN WARNED ‼️

rhea ripley x reader x jey uso

likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!!

‼️a little bit of angst, feels, insecure reader, fluff, romance, smut so stay away kids, not much of a plot, soft!rhea, soft!jey, dom!rhea, not so dom jey, threesome(?) and more i guess‼️

eyes on me

you didn’t exactly know what led to have you naked between rhea’s and jey’s bodies, but somehow you ended up there. maybe it was the constant tension between you and rhea. the way she would always make sure you were okay after a match, the way she helped you train everytime you were at the gym together or how she always made sure to compliment you, even if you were just wearing baggy clothes and had dark circles under your eyes.

you never meant for that to happen. after the painful break up with dom, rhea needed someone that stayed by her side. you and damian were her best friends so, of course you were both there for her.

she took your advice seriously when you told her that she had to move on. in less than two weeks she was already seeing jey uso and you were happy for her. maybe feeling a little jealous that she didn’t need you as she used to but you couldn’t lie that jey was the right person for her.

jey was always kind and gentle with you. respecting your friendship with rhea and never overstepping.

but if rhea and jey were a happy couple, why were you naked on their bed?

“we don’t have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable…” rhea softly whispered in your ear, gently kissing your neck.

it wasn’t making you uncomfortable. it was making you wonder what had changed during that dinner with rhea and jey at her place.

one minute you were all happily eating and watching a comedy show, the next minute you were straddling jey’s lap, his hands were moving under your shirt as rhea moved to massage jey’s shoulders and neck, leaving soft kisses on his skin.

you remember jey carrying you to the main bedroom, rhea leading the way. you still remember the feeling of rhea’s hands as she undressed you, taking her time admiring you. you remember how jey undressed rhea, him watching her with loving eyes, making you feel a little insecure because you didn’t have someone waiting at home that would look at you like that. you remember how rhea softly dragged you down on the bed with her, bringing a hand to your cheek and looking for any sign of discomfort in your eyes. when you showed none, she tested the water and brought her lips over yours. no rush, just a gentle kiss. one, turned into two, and two kisses turned into a full make out session with her as jey undressed himself and laid next to you on the bed. one of his hands tenderly caressing your hips. leaving soft kisses from your neck, to your collarbone, into your belly.

he stopped his movements when rhea said those words. he was too lost in his thoughts that he actually didn’t think that it might have been uncomfortable for you.

he looked between your faces and noticed the hopeful looked that rhea had. he knew that rhea thought of you as more than a friend, he talked about it with her and they both were on the same page. they both liked you, they both had feelings for you and if you were okay, they were ready to let you in their relationship.

“i’m okay with this…” you soft voice whispered. rhea and jey were able to hear you and they both relaxed when you said those words.

“but you’re thinking of something, aren’t you?” jey questioned, making you nod your head “what is it babe?”

you blushed under his staring gaze “it’s just…i don’t want this to ruin what we have…”

“i promise you, it’s not” rhea added “nothing is gonna ruin what we have…we promise you”

“okay…” you smiled, earning a smile from her side “but uhm…i’ve never been with two people at the same time so i don’t really know what to do” your cheeks turning red.

“it’s okay beautiful, we will take care of you” jey reassured you, making you nod your head.

your heart pounding in your chest when rhea started kissing you again. her lips were so soft and kissable that you were kinda jealous that jey had the chance to kiss her every day. jey moved between your legs, with his big hands, he softly pulled them apart. while rhea was assaulting your lips, jey started kissing your thighs, grazing at your naked pussy but never touching it.

“i wanna taste her…” rhea almost moaned on your lips when she heard jey kissing your thighs. he couldn’t say no to mami so he moved out of her way and as rhea positioned herself between your legs, the twin laid next to you, popping himself up on his elbow as he watched cautiously every movement your face made.

rhea’s lips kissed your clit, making you slightly move on the bed. when she got the reaction that she wanted from you, she began her attack on your pussy. she took her time eating you out, kissing and licking your clit. jey’s free hand moved over your already hardened nipples, giving them equal attention.

you weren’t a typical screamer in bed, you were shy and it was hard for your partners to understand if you liked what they were doing or not. jey noticed how hard you were trying to keep your moans low and he didn’t agree with your choice “i wanna hear your pretty voice” he whispered into your ear, while his lips left kisses behind your neck “moan for us y/n…” and that was all the confidence you needed because in the exact moment rhea licked at your entrance and jey took a nipple in his mouth, a soft moan escaped your lips, making rhea shiver from how good you were being for them.

jey enjoyed teasing your nipples, wondering if you were so sensitive just for him or you were like that in general. his kisses were soft, he was treating you with such care that you found hard to believe that the jey uso was such a romantic lover boy.

rhea told you about the first time they had sex and how he basically destroyed her. of course, she enjoyed it, and by the way she told you that story, you were sure that those two destroy the bedroom at least twice a day. but this was a different side of jey, and a different side of rhea.

still taking the lead, she brought one of her skilled finger over your clit as her tongue was working over your entrance “fuck baby, you taste so fucking good…” she moaned against your pussy, making you shiver. the added pressure over your clit sent goosebumps all over your body. seeing your thighs trembling, jey knew that you were close and he needed to see you coming for them.

he moved his head from your nipples to your lips, gently kissing you, his tongue fighting for dominance “you coming baby?” he whispered in your ear. too lost in pleasure, you couldn’t find a proper answer but the way your thighs shook and the way your body went rigid and limp in a minute was enough as an answer for jey. grabbing the sheets, a very pornographic sound left your lips, shocking everyone in the room, you included. no one ever made you cum so hard in your life.

rhea worked you through your orgasm, stopping only when she cleaned you up with her tongue. when she was done, she brought her face down to your face and softly pressed a kiss onto your cheek “you were so good for me…” she whispered in your ear. she watched your blissful face, eyes barely open and mouth agape, you were a vision for her.

“you should taste how sweet she is…” she grabbed jey’s face and brought him to her lips, making you taste yourself on him. jey moaned into rhea’s mouth, swearing that you were the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted.

rhea’s hand teased jey’s cock. you saw it tweaking in her hand as she gave it some attention too. pre-cum already spreading along his shaft, making him whimpering as rhea mover her hand up and down. you watched in awe how confident she was, how confident she was moving and you wished you could have a little bit of her confidence. you were there, watching her pleasuring her boyfriend and you felt yourself getting wet again.

“baby…” jey moaned against her lips “i wanna try y/n’s pussy…” he said, almost as if he was asking for permission. you saw the look rhea gave him, almost a smirk and she couldn’t say no so she nodded, kissing him one last time before sitting on the bed next to you.

rhea fantasised about you multiple times. she fantasised about having you naked just for her, having you naked for her and jey and now she couldn’t believe that you were actually there.

“you doing okay love?” she asked, making sure that you were okay and not overwhelmed.

“yeah…” a whisper left your mouth.

jey checked with rhea and she signed him to go, that you were okay and ready for him.

“if at any point you wanna stop, you say the word and i stop okay baby?” jey asked you, and you nodded. he wanted this to be pleasurable experience for you and hurting you wasn’t his intention.

he was big. probably the biggest dick you’ve ever seen and you haven’t had sex in a long time, you weren’t so sure he was going to fit.

“what about we stretch you out first?” rhea asked, mostly to jey. she might have sensed your worry or maybe she remembered when you told her that the last time you had sex was months and months ago.

jey nodded, understanding that this might have been a little overwhelming for you. he brought his middle finger over your entrance, teasing you, making you whimper. he took time with you. his finger slowly thrusting inside of you. your walls immediately clenching around him.

she’s not going to fit - he thought - she’s too tight.

“let me know if i hurt you…” he whispered, reassuring you with a smile.

“okay…” you smiled back. you trusted jey, you trusted rhea, maybe you didn’t trust yourself much but you knew you were in good hands. they would never hurt you on purpose and rhea reminded you that no matter what, you had control over your decisions, whether you wanted to continue or not.

his finger moved slowly inside of you, jey finding that spot that made you crawl to him. he found it when he heard a strong whimper coming from you “oh, like that uh?” he watched as you nodded your head, not being able to answer him. rhea admired the whole scene in awe. she had dreamed about this multiple times and she couldn’t believe that now you were actually there, naked for both of them. she was mesmerised by your beauty, by the way your body reacted so well to both her and damian. she couldn’t get enough of you.

“i wanna feel you coming on my cock…” jey’s voice was low, delicate even. you nodded, anticipation building in your core “if at any point you want to stop just let me know, i don’t wanna hurt you baby…” jey was dead serious. you weren’t rhea, he didn’t know you or your body as well as he knew hers but by the time you’ve spent together he saw how more of a delicate person you were, he knew he had to be careful otherwise he would scare you.

“i will…” you reassured him.

he brought his dick through your folds, collecting your juices before slowly thrusting his tip inside of you. he was big, probably the biggest one you’ve ever been with. he made you feel inch by inch, thrusting deeper inside of you “breathe baby…” rhea reminded you.

once he was all settled in, he waited for you to adjust, leaving soft kisses on your collarbone and breast, whispering praising words “you can move jey…” you nodded your head when he gave you a questioning look.

he moved slowly at first, his eyes never leaving your face, making sure there was no sign of discomfort.

when he hit that spot inside of you, you couldn’t contain your moans low any longer, pleasure was building inside of you and rhea’s hands touching between your shoulders and your breast weren’t making it easy for you to stay quiet.

“faster…” you moaned, making him smile. he sped up a little, hitting all the right spots inside of you “oh fuck…mh…” you felt tears forming inside your eyes, you’ve never felt that much pleasure in your life.

your thighs shaking a little, making jey speed his movements as rhea lowered her head and took a nipple into her mouth, biting and kissing it “you’re being so good for us baby…so fucking good” she murmured against your skin. you loved her dominant side, you trusted her with your life and you gave control over your own body.

“jey…oh-fuck…” you opened your eyes, meeting his staring look. a few tears fell and rolled down your red cheeks “please…” you didn’t even know what you were begging for.

“please what baby…you like it?” he whispered into your ear, only earning a nod as a reply “good girl…baby, you’re made for us…” he quickly looked down at rhea, noticing how her lips were playing with your nipples and her hands were playing with her pussy, bringing her own pleasure. the room was filled with moans, your skin shining from the layers of sweat upon it. jey’s body moving in sync with yours as you were both chasing your orgasm.

“jey, i’m so close…fuck” your voice whimpered, making jey slowing his thrusts as he could take a good look at you. he brought a leg over his shoulder, moving deeper inside of you.

“oh fuck…come for me baby…” he almost cried when he felt how your walls were squeezing him. you were close and he knew it “keep your eyes on me baby, i wanna see your face…” he ordered and you tried your best to do as he said “eyes on me…” he whispered, voice so rough and yet so soft.

rhea was about to cum as she played with her own clit and her moans vibrating against your skin where enough to send you over the edge.

“jey…oh fuck…i’m…” you weren’t even able to finish your sentence that you were already coming on his cock.

“yeah, i know baby…i wanna feel you” he sped up his movements as you were coming all around his cock. your own orgasm led to rhea coming all over her fingers. jey couldn’t hold himself anymore and he quickly pulled out and came all over your chest. he wanted to cum inside of you but as a first experience with him and rhea, he didn’t want overwhelm you. “oh shit…” his eyes rolled back as he leaked all over your chest and red breast.

you took time catching breath, your chest heavy while rhea softly kissed your reddened skin. your whole body was sensitive, legs still shaking and tears still falling from your eyes. jey moved to get a washcloth from the bathroom to clean you up.

“you did so good baby…” rhea whispered as she moved closer to your body. she laid down on the bed and she gently grabbed your body so you could lay against her. your head over her shoulder as she softly whispered praise words into your ear.

jey admired the two of you, feeling so grateful that you trusted them both.

he quickly cleaned himself before coming back to the bedroom, his hands moving to wash your sensitive pussy and chest, to clean you up from all of his juices and when he was done he moved to lay back down, next to your and rhea.

“are you okay baby?” he asked, meeting your eyes “anything that hurts?”

you smiled “no…i’m perfectly okay, nothing hurts…” and they both believed you. you looked so peaceful in jey’s eyes that he wished this could be a permanent thing and not a causal one.

“i should probably go home…” you whispered, feeling like you didn’t belong there. it was fun, it was good, but you didn’t want to crash rhea’s and jey’s romantic relationship more than you already did.

jey and rhea looked at each other, worried that they might have done something wrong “what are you talking about love?” rhea softly asked.

“i mean…this was just one night thing, right? i don’t wanna be the reason you two break up or have problems…” you mumbled, shying away.

“what? hold up! what is that coming from?” jey intervened.

you took a deep breath “i mean…isn’t this what you wanted? just an experience?”

“absolutely no…baby, why would you think that?” rhea was partially shocked and hurt “what i said at dinner, it’s true…i’ve always thought of you as more than just a friend and just because because jey and i are dating, doesn’t mean we don’t want you too…if you want us” she smiled at you.

they wanted you? not just for the sex, but they wanted you.

“i know that your pretty mind is overthinking right now…” jey murmured leaving a soft kiss over your shoulder “but we want you, if you want us…”

“like a relationship? the three of us?” you definitely didn’t expect that proposal.

“yeah…” rhea breathed “the three of us…we can take things slowly, we are not rushing you and we definitely will never make you do things you are uncomfortable doing…but it’s pretty clear, we like you more than just a friend and the idea of not having you with us it’s killing me…”

“okay…” you whispered, meeting rhea’s face and her hopeful eyes.

“okay?” jey asked, smiling a little too much.

“yeah…okay, let’s do this…” you knew you were in good hands so why not giving it a try?

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I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I WROTE THIS 🙅🏻‍♀️ enjoy 💋

[fict1onallyobsessed]

Feral

[mamirhodessxox]

[chosowifee]

They look so good here it's insane

[fan-fantasies]

Wedding Guest

A/N: this sucks ass but I had to get something out. It went better in my head.

Warnings: none

Pairing: Rhea x Reader

The crowd hushed as Dominik took his place at the alter. He bounced on his heels nervously. Rhea gave him a thumbs up from her seat and he smiled.

The music began as the bridesmaids began their descent down the aisle. Pretty dresses, Rhea thought, not paying too much attention. That was until one of the bridesmaids caught her eye.

The way you were gliding effortlessly down the aisle took her breath away. The way the dress clung to your curves perfectly made it so Rhea couldn’t take her eyes off of you.

The bridesmaids took their spots on the alter and everyone stood for the big moment. Everyone turned to watch the bride’s entrance, but Rhea didn’t turn. Her eyes were transfixed on you.

You smiled as your friend made her way toward you, but Rhea noticed how the smile didn’t quite reach your eyes- your gorgeous eyes.

Rhea had to know who you were.

The ceremony was short and sweet, and Rhea couldn’t have been happier for her friend. The wedding party took their leave and everyone else followed to the reception.

She found Damian and pulled him aside.

“Look behind me, but don’t be obvious. Do you see that girl?” She asked, nodding your way.

Damian looked over her shoulder quickly and smiled with recognition.

“Oh yeah, that’s (y/n).”

“You know her?”

“I’ve met her a couple times at Dom’s house. She’s a family friend I guess, super nice,” he told her. “Heard she’s newly single.”

“Do you think you could introduce me?” Rhea asked. Damian chuckled.

“Are you asking me to be your wingman?”

“Kinda…shut up,” Rhea rolled her eyes at the smirking man.

“I don’t know her all that well. Why don’t you just go ask her to dance,” he suggested.

Rhea considered it but after giving you one more glance, and having butterflies erupt in her stomach, she knew she’d never be able to approach you.

“Can’t you talk to her for me?” She whined.

“Uh, no.”

Rhea noticed you had moved from your spot and she sighed. She hoped she’d have another chance to work up the confidence to talk to you.

Speeches were made, dances were shared, and it was a good time all around. Rhea kept an eye out for you but she hadn’t seen you since her conversation with Damian.

Rhea went up to the bar, tapping her fingers while she waited to be served. As if a cool wind blew in, her hair stood on end and she shivered. She felt your presence next to her before she even saw you.

Your eyes were glued to your empty glass as you swirled the ice around. You didn’t look like you wanted to talk but Rhea had to take her chance.

“Um…hi,” she said, giving you her best smile.

“Hey,” you smiled softly. “You’re Rhea, right?”

Rhea thought her heart was going to stop; you knew who she was.

“Oh, yeah! Yeah, that’s me,” she laughed nervously.

“Dom talks about you all the time. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine, gorgeous. You’re (y/n)?”

“Yeah, how’d you know?” You asked with a curious smile.

“Damian mentioned he had met you before.”

“Oh yeah that’s right, I have met him. I’m surprised you and I haven’t met before with how close you are to Dom.”

“Well I’m happy to have the chance to meet you now, at least,” Rhea said. She looked over your shoulder and noticed Dom and Damian watching the two of you with goofy grins. They both shot her a thumbs up and it made her snort.

You followed her gaze and saw the two men. You shook your head with a laugh.

“Sooo I also heard you’re single?” Rhea asked, trying to hide her nerves. Your smile dropped a little big and she instantly regretted it. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything!”

“No! It’s okay. It’s just pretty fresh and a wedding isn’t exactly the best place to forget about being single,” you chuckled sadly.

“Well, I’d love to try and help you forget. Maybe we could share a dance?” Rhea asked. Your smile returned and you grabbed her hand.

You pulled her to the dance floor where she placed her hands on your hips. The two of you danced together with huge smiles on your faces.

Rhea was having such a good time and she didn’t want the night to end. You told her you needed a drink and she offered to grab one for you. You sat at your table and she ran to the bar.

“It looks like the two of you are hitting it off,” Dom commented.

“We are! I can’t believe you’ve hidden her from me this long,” Rhea said.

“The timing just never worked out but maybe now it will. She’s super sweet, and she may have mentioned before that she finds you attractive on tv. But don’t tell her I told you that!”

“I won’t,” Rhea laughed. She brought your drink and sat in the seat next to you.

“You know, I almost backed out of coming. I didn’t think I could handle it but now I’m glad I didn’t,” you admitted.

“And why’s that?”

“Because I got to meet you. And I’m having a really good time,” you said with a soft smile. Rhea’s heart did a flip.

“Well considering I got to dance with the most gorgeous woman here, I’d say I’m having a pretty good time as well,” Rhea said. “Maybe we could hang out again, get dinner or something.”

“I’d love that.”

Rhea handed you her phone so you could put your number in and you did the same for her.

Guests were slowly filtering out as the night was coming to an end. Rhea insisted on walking you back to your hotel room to make sure you got there safely.

“Well, this is me,” you said coming to a stop.

“I’ll text you soon. Get some rest okay?”

You slowly leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Rhea’s cheek.

“Have a good night,” you chuckled, noticing the blush creeping up Rhea’s face.

Rhea waited until your door was closed to do a little victory dance.

Little did she know you were watching her from the peep hole. You couldn’t help but smile, thanking the heavens you decided to go to the wedding after all.

[mazikeenhyde]

Sweat on me...

Wrestler Reader x Rhea Ripley x Jey Uso 

WARNING – Smut, Threesome, Rhea x Jey Use, Rhea x Reader, Jey Use x Reader

Part One

*As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife from my chest, I keep searching for something that I never seem to find, but maybe I wont cause I left it all behind* (Music -Hollywood Undead – HEAR ME NOW)

The music in my headphones blasted through my ear drums, the bass pounding in time with my heartbeat as I entered my third round of sprints on the treadmill. I had just finished on the weights and now my main focus was pushing hard on cardio. Monday night RAW didn’t start for another 6 hours, I got here early to get in a harsh workout. I got the call up from NXT about 4 months ago but If I wasn’t going to better myself, I was never going to escape the mid card section. I needed to be better, to be stronger, to be faster. I needed to be the best. 

I had met many of the superstars on the main roster, I was good acquaintances with most of them, but I had never developed any key relationships or friendships. Whether my past relationships held me back from trying to find love again or I was happier with my solitude and harsh work schedule to keep me busy, my main focus these days was training and performing. 

My legs were aching, my chest tight and I could feel the sweat dripping down my neck. It was so hot in here, the only other person that I was aware of in the gym with me was Damian Priest. He was a really nice guy, acted more like a big brother around most of us younger girls but he kept to himself when he worked out. I preferred it that way, meant I could focus, though if I ever needed any help he would always be there. He had helped me earlier mind you when I was pushing for a personal best when upping the weight on the bench press, Damian had offered to spot me just in case I struggled. But aside from that he had kept to himself, you could hear his loud music blasting through his headphones as he worked hard on his shoulders. 

What I never realized though, was that a couple other wrestlers had also entered the gym too, I guess with my music being so loud, and my focus being locked in I hadn’t paid much notice. I figured aside from Damian, most other top talent arrived for RAW much later. 

If I had of known Rhea Ripley and Jey Uso were also inside the gym, warming up and getting ready to train behind me, seemingly admiring me from a short distance I would have probably tried to control my breathing a little better. Maybe focused on not sounding like an exhausted pigeon gasping for breath! 

“Damn… girls really going for it!” Jey said suggestively, nudging Rheas shoulder as he admired my figure sprinting away. 

“Pretty girl with cute backside and just a touch of innocence…” Rhea grinned as she ran her tounge bar across her teeth, her black lipstick embellished across her perfect lips. 

Everyone at WWE and in the locker, room already knew, that ever since Dominik had been the twat bag he was and had broken Rhea’s heart, choosing dumb barbie over the gothic goddess that is Rhea Ripley, Jey had made his move and those two were now together. A lot of them had seen them hook up at after parties, in bars and return to the same hotel room together, occasionally bringing a third party along. Nearly the whole roster had gotten use to them both being the latest ‘IT’ couple, the life of all the parties and anything scandalous was easily kept under wraps by the WWE management team. Though the pair had been warned to reel it in a bit since their latest trip to Las Vegas, Nevada upon which Hunter had been forced to cover an extortionate bill for multiple trashed hotel rooms, a flooded jacuzzi and several empty mini bars. These top talent stars knew how to party, and they did it well. 

Aside from a couple small gatherings and after show meet ups to local bars, I hadn’t really pushed myself to go out and mingle. I was solely focused on training to further my career, so you could say that as time had gone on, I was missing my wilder days in NXT where being carefree felt so easy. Risk taking was so natural and one of flings, they were like the relief you get from that itch you just can’t scratch… alone. 

“Mami likes?” Jey looked down at Rhea who nodded, locking her eyes onto his, seemingly as if they both knew what the other wanted. 

“Work hard, play harder, right?” Rhea looked up at him and winked, scanning her eyes over my frame. Jey’s eyes scanned over my ass, raising his hand to cover his lips as he bit down on the edge of his thumb. He sucked air through his teeth as he lifted one foot on top of the bench and leant down onto his knee whispering into Rhea’s ear, who in turn smirked.  

The machine sped up again and so did I, fully zoned into my workout, I hadn’t attempted to reach this speed before but the words from the trainers echoed in my head. 

“Y/W/N,  you’ve got to be faster, better! Improve your stamina! You won’t get any further unless you push yourself harder! Get comfortable with being uncomfortable!” 

I was powering on, even if I felt dizzy, the sweat was building as I pressed on, swinging my arms to the pace of the music. But my headphones cut out. 

“Y’all need to take it easy…” Damian’s dark voice came from behind me as I suddenly became aware there were more people in the gym than I had thought, but curiosity got the better of me and I pretended I couldn’t hear them. 

Damian stood, reaching for his towel and wiping the sweat from his face exited the room, shaking his head and laughing at the randy pair who seem to have abandoned their warmup to admire a different potential sweat session instead. 

Rhea gave a half corner smirk as she winked at Damian while he left. It was very obvious her inner sexual demons had taken over and they were now plotting their next steps. Taking her hand and running it along Jey’s thigh she watched the sweat on my lower back glisten in the artificial gym lights. 

“Man, aye uce that girl fine as hell” Jey smirked as he ran his hand down Rheas back, nuzzling his lips against her neck as she squirmed in her seat. Her mini gym shorts  began riding up her tattooed thighs as she grinded softly against the weights bench. 

I won’t deny hearing their words of praise, of lust and of their desires to fuck me in the showers was equally turning me on as it was getting me through this horrendous cardio session. But I really didn’t know how to deal with this situation either, was I prepared to go down this route? I was so new to the main roster, did I really want to go and start adding bumps to an already difficult mountain I was climbing? 

Honestly…. Yeah, I think I did. 

“What you sayin Mami? What you thinking baby…” he continued as his hot breath flushed against Rheas ear. She let out a small moan at the sensation, her stomach tightening into a knot as  

“I think baby girl needs a shower… I think we ALL …need a shower” Rhea winked and stood pushing Jey down to take a seat on the weights bench, his arms latched on as his hands held tightly to her waist. Rhea perched herself on his thigh, continuing to grind her clit against him. His breath was sharp as their lips locked tightly, each others tounges dancing  in unison as Jey let out a few deep primal grows from his chest in desperation to climb on and devour his girlfriend. 

Rhea stood, pulling at Jeys shirt so he would follow her. 

“Come on baby, after all her hard work she deserves a reward, a surprise?” Rhea’s grin grew as Jey bit down on his lip and looked over to me. I was trying to hard to focus on what I was doing, to not fall off the treadmill, to not let them know I could hear them. 

“a hot, wet, soapy surprise” Rheas words planted deep inside Jey’s lust to fuck the pair of us against the shower screen doors and while his legs felt like jelly at the thought, he followed Rhea toward the changing rooms and into the shower block. The pair of them sniggering as they went. 

A short moment later, when I was sure they had gone I pressed the emergency stop button on the treadmill and stood, trying to catch my breath. The sweat dripped down from my forehead to the ground below me as I collected myself. I was physically exhausted, mentally wiped and I needed to shower, sleep and get ready for the show later that evening. 

Turning around I got off the machine and picked my bag up from the floor beside me. It was there it clicked in my head. I had a decision to make. 

I could turn Left, leave the gym and go back to my hotel room. I could shower, nap and get ready for the show. 

OR 

I could turn right, go into the changing rooms and enter the shower block where I knew Rhea and Jey were waiting for me. Lurking in the shadows in hopes of a surprise soaped up, fuck around threesome. 

I paused for a second, my heart still racing. 

Seems like my feet made the decision for me. 

……………

…………….

…………….

The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as a deep voice, fueled with hot breath and sexual desire filled my ears. 

“I knew you could hear us…” 

[caramelcleopatraa]

Orgasm Denial/Edging

Rhea Ripley x Reader ! 500+ words ! Day 3

x: this is late.. I know.. hush

This was going on too long. At least in your mind it was. Maybe it was just enough time for her. She probably submersed herself in your constant flip between agony and pleasure. An unbreakable rhythm of building you up just to break you down. Arching your back, bowing above the covers just to be brought back to earth when the sudden rollercoaster of pleasure comes to an excruciating halt. God… how dare she. But you knew if you said something, your chances of cumming would lower to an absolute zero. Then again, with the way she was playing with you, you don’t think she will let you. Rhea might even go as far to restricting you from touching yourself all day. So you can sit in bed with that nagging, persistent, but tempting ache that would rack your brain until it went away. Until someone made it go away. And that’s all you wanted. To cum. You’ve never wanted anything more right now than to soak the silk bed sheets so bad that Rhea would have to replace them. It was on the top of your tongue “Rhea- I-I’m cumming!” The way her fingers stirred inside you, emulating the infamous ‘come hither’ motion that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. 

’Please Rhea, please let me cum.’

“Rhea~ mmm fuck.”

‘Please let me cum mami, I deserve it this time. Don’t I?’

“Mami~ it feels too good”

‘Please? It hurts. I just wanna cum for you. All f’r you’

“Oh my god- Mami pleasee~”

Her sadistic smile flashes. “You sound so good whining for me, pretty girl. You wanna cum for me? Cum all over my hand and watch me lick my hand clean?”

“God yes! Yesyesyes-“

“Too bad that’s not gonna happen right now.”

Rhea’s hands retract from your pussy, leaving it a soaking needy mess. Her hand is glistening in your wetness, completely covered to the point where her middle and ring finger are pruned. Well, at least she didn’t lie about one thing. Her tongue swirls around her pruney fingers, licking up every excess drop of you that was left on her hand. You pout and sink into the mattress feeling your disappointment building rather than pleasure. 

“Aww, are you mad at me?”

You turn your head away from her and close your legs. “Nah, never been more happy.” Your sarcasm and tinge of annoyance makes her sigh as she sorts through a cluttered drawer, pulling out a toy you hoped to God she wouldn’t use. She twirls the vibrator through her fingers like a high school teenager doing tricks with his pencil.

“Can you stay strong for me? Last a little while longer and I'll let you cum harder than you’ve ever cum before.”

You wish it took more than that to make you fold, but you follow up with a slow nod. Rhea smiles, grabbing the side of your head and kissing your forehead and whispers in your ear while turning the vibrator on.

“But until then, you’re not allowed to cum yet. Don't you fucking cum until I say so.”

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The New Doctor

Rhea Ripley x Reader

Warnings: Jealousy, Smut

Request: Basically the idea in my head is the reader being like the "first aid" person, just to sanitize the small cuts and wounds, and checking that everything ok, dominik being flirty and rhea getting jealous🙈 smut+fluff?

A/N: Thank you for the request. This gave me Mignon vibes. Hope you enjoy it! 

After all those years spent in med school, you definitely didn't expect to end up here.

Working for the WWE, taking care of injured fighters, but you weren't complaining. 

You loved working with people and these people were so kind to you.

Most of the time they came in due to small injuries, cuts or small bruises.

They knew how to take care of themselves. 

Most of the time.

But when they didn't, it was you who had to patch them up. 

When you first met Rhea, the circumstances weren't the best. You only got to work when someone rushed over to you asking for help with Rhea.

Her shoulder got hurt during work out.

"What happened?" you asked her but her assistant began to answer. So, you gave him a look and said. "I believe she is a big girl and can answer for herself. Wait outside please." He left, leaving you and a very amused Rhea in the room. "So, what happened?" you asked her and she pulled her hand away from her left shoulder. 

"As I tried to hit, it was like my shoulder was stuck and when I punched it just... popped? But then I moved back so I don't think it dislocated." 

"Let me see." you stood up, leaving her sitting as you grabbed her elbow and shoulder. 

After feeling around you couldn't feel a dislocation. Then, you began to slowly move her arm but immediately stopped when she groaned. 

"I think you pulled the muscle. I didn't feel a dislocation so that's good. It will be sensitive for a couple of days, if it doesn't get better please visit a hospital."

"Thank you."

"If you want, I can check it for you tomorrow again. Feel free to come in." She smiled at you before leaving.

Leaving her perfume behind along with the way her skin felt along your fingers.

After that day, she made sure to come by your office every day.

Sometimes she would just sit there and watch you work but other times, she would talk to you.

You loved her accent and the way she talked.

So, you didn't mind her company while you worked.

You began to like her on a deeper level, more than a coworker. 

But you tried to stay professional. No matter how she made you laugh or blush.

"Ah, Dominik, come in." you waved, calling him in from the door way. 

You were with Rhea in your office when Dominik came in with a pained look. "What happened?"

"I fell and I heard my wrist... make a noise."

"Oh, how did you fell?" you asked as you washed your hand while he sat down on the examining table. 

Dominik explained how he fell while you examined his wrist and hand.

"You look beautiful today. But again, you always do, Doctor."

"Seems like you pulled your muscle here." you tried to ignore his words.

"I wouldn't mind pulling a different kind of muscle with you." you froze for a moment, your mind needed time to process what he just said.

Then your thumb pressed along his wrist and he cried out in pain.

"Keep on dreaming. Put ointment on it and it will be good in a couple of days." You handed him a bottle of the ointment before he nodded and with an acknowledgement of defeat, left your office. 

You let out a long sigh as you looked at the table in front of you, you almost forgot about Rhea.

Almost.

But soon, you felt her come up behind you as she trapped you in between her and the table. 

With your back to her, you felt your heart hammer in your chest. 

"Why is he talking to you like that?" she said. 

"I'm not interested in him. Or anyone else." you said while she moved her nose into your neck, you felt her breath on your skin.

"You are mine." she said and you were about to reply when her hand reached in between your legs. "Say it."

"I'm yours." you said without any hesitation as her hand reached into your pants and found your clit where she began her assault. 

Her lips worked on your neck and shoulder while her fingers worked their magic on your most sensitive part. You weren't sure how you are standing.

Your legs were shaking at every word she said.

"Good girl." "Are you close?" Will you come for me?"

She kept praising you.

You were so close.

"Say it again and I will let you come." 

"I'm yours." you said with a whine and she didn't lie. 

Your enitre body was shaking as you came undone. She pulled her fingers out of your pants and turned you around to face her.

She liked her fingers with a wicked smile.

"Never forget who made you cum like that." she said and simply walked out.

Leaving you a mess. 

You looked at the door Rhea just walked out of. 

"What the fuck just happened?" you asked no one in particular.

But you had a feeling deep down. A feeling that let you know this was only the beginning.

A/N: Inbox is open for all of your lovely requests!

[acute-crashout-jeyuso]

Possession: a Jey Uso x Rhea Ripley x Jimmy Uso fanfic.

Chapter 4: I’m a survivor..

Jimmy held Rhea close, feeling the way her body shook with each quiet sob. He hated seeing her like this—vulnerable, raw, breaking. And he hated Jey even more for being the reason behind it. His hands instinctively tightened around her, a fierce protectiveness rising in his chest, a silent vow that he’d never let anyone hurt her like this again.

“Let him cool off,” Jimmy murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. “He’ll talk when he’s ready. Right now, you need to take care of yourself.”

Rhea nodded slowly, her face buried in his shoulder, absorbing his warmth and steady presence. His words were like an anchor, grounding her amidst the whirlwind of emotions tearing her apart inside. She took a shaky breath, finally starting to feel a bit of calm wash over her.

After a few minutes, she gently pulled away, her fingers brushing away the tear stains from her cheeks. She gave him a small, grateful smile, though it was laced with exhaustion. Without a word, she reached for their gear, gathering up her bag and his as well.

“Let’s get back to the hotel,” she murmured, her voice still thick with emotion but steadier now.

Jimmy nodded, watching her carefully, making sure she was okay to walk. As they made their way out of the locker room and down the quiet hallway, he stayed close, his hand resting protectively on the small of her back, guiding her gently.

The car ride to the hotel was mostly silent, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Rhea appreciated Jimmy’s presence, the way he didn’t push her to talk or demand answers. He just stayed by her side, a quiet pillar of strength, making her feel safe.

Once they arrived at the hotel, Rhea fumbled with the keycard before finally opening the door. The room was dim, shadows stretching across the floor from the muted streetlights outside. She dropped their bags by the bed, her shoulders sagging with the weight of everything she’d been carrying all day.

Jimmy closed the door behind them and watched her for a moment. She looked small, vulnerable, like the weight of the world was pressing down on her. He hated seeing her like this, and the anger he felt toward Jey for causing her this pain flared again.

“You don’t deserve this, you know?” Jimmy said softly, breaking the silence. “You shouldn’t have to feel guilty for wanting your own happiness.”

Rhea looked up at him, her expression weary but touched by his words. “I just… I never wanted any of this to happen. I wanted to make it work with Jey, to be there for him, but… now everything’s so messed up.”

Jimmy moved closer, gently reaching for her hand. He didn’t say anything, but his touch said everything. It was steady, warm, grounding. His thumb brushed over the back of her hand, a quiet promise that she wasn’t alone in this.

“Rhea, you don’t have to carry this all by yourself,” he murmured. “You’ve got me here. I’ll stay with you, no matter what happens with Jey. You’re not alone.”

Her lips trembled as she looked at him, and for a moment, she felt her walls start to crumble again. She nodded, her hand squeezing his, drawing strength from his presence. Jimmy’s gaze was intense, but it was soft, understanding. There was a depth in his eyes that told her he meant every word.

Without another thought, she leaned into him, letting him wrap his arms around her once more. In his embrace, the weight on her shoulders felt a little lighter, the ache in her heart a little duller. She took a deep, steadying breath, letting herself savor the comfort he offered.

“Thank you, Jon..” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “For everything.”

Jimmy just held her tighter, his arms a cocoon of warmth and safety around her. For that moment, it was enough to just be there, together, sharing the silence and the solace it brought.

—

After Jimmy finished his shower, he stepped out into the dimly lit hotel room, towel slung low on his hips, droplets of water still clinging to his skin. The air was thick with unspoken emotions, the tension between them lingering even now, quiet but palpable.

Rhea lay in her bed, staring up at the ceiling, the events of the day playing over and over in her mind like a film she couldn’t turn off. Her alarm was already set for the PLE tomorrow, but sleep felt like an impossibility. She couldn’t shake the ache left by her fight with Jey, the emptiness gnawing at her, an endless void she yearned to fill with something real, something comforting.

As she heard Jimmy step out of the bathroom, she sat up, her eyes finding him in the soft light. “Jon?” she called out, her voice barely above a whisper.

Jimmy stopped, his gaze shifting toward her, the sound of his real name falling from her lips catching him off guard. She was reaching out to him, not just his stage persona, and that single word grounded him in a way he hadn’t expected.

“What’s up?” he asked, his voice soft as he crossed the room, towel still wrapped around his waist.

Rhea’s gaze met his, vulnerable and pleading. “Can… can you sleep with me? I just… I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

Jimmy’s heart skipped, but he didn’t hesitate. “Of course,” he replied gently.

He slipped into the bed beside her, careful with each movement as he lay down. The space felt warmer, more intimate with him there. Rhea shifted closer, her eyes searching his, and she asked quietly, “Can you hold me?”

Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, his hand resting against her back as he cradled her to his chest. Her head nestled against him, and he could feel her breath, slow and deep, her body melting into his.

“Hold me tighter,” she murmured, her voice laced with a mixture of desperation and trust.

Jimmy obliged, pulling her even closer, the warmth of her body pressing against his bare chest, stirring something deep within him. His breath caught as he became acutely aware of the intimacy, his possessiveness surfacing, tugging at him in ways he wasn’t sure he could control.

She was soft against him, vulnerable, and all he wanted to do was protect her, to shield her from anything and everything that could hurt her. His fingers traced small circles along her back, a comforting gesture that somehow made him feel even more connected to her.

“Don’t let me go, please,” she whispered, her voice trembling, the last of her walls crumbling as she clung to him.

Jimmy tightened his hold, his arms firm and steady around her. “I’m not going anywhere, Rhea,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I’ve got you. I promise.”

In that moment, all the complexities, the tangled emotions between them, faded away. There was no past, no future—only the here and now, only the two of them finding solace in each other. Jimmy’s hand slid up, cradling the back of her head as she relaxed against him, her breathing gradually slowing as she found peace in his embrace.

He felt her body relax, her breathing syncing with his, and his heart ached with an intensity he hadn’t expected. It was more than just possessiveness—it was a fierce need to be hers, to be the one she could rely on, even if only for this moment.

The room fell into silence, broken only by the soft rhythm of their breaths. Jimmy’s fingers traced her hair, his thumb brushing against her shoulder as he held her tighter, grounding himself in the warmth of her presence.

And for the first time in a long time, Rhea felt safe. She closed her eyes, drifting into a peaceful sleep, wrapped in the arms of the one person who, tonight, was exactly what she needed.

—

The morning light filtered through the hotel room curtains, casting a soft glow across the bed. Rhea reached over, groggy, and silenced her alarm. As her fingers brushed against her phone, she paused, aware of the warmth next to her—the steady, comforting presence she had shared the night with. She didn’t feel the jolt of shock or panic like she did the first time. Instead, a sense of calm settled over her.

She shifted slightly, and Jimmy’s arms instinctively tightened around her, pulling her closer. His hand rested on her lower back, fingers tracing gentle circles against her skin, soothing and grounding her. The intimacy of the moment felt so natural, yet now, in the light of morning, she couldn’t help but wonder if it had become something… more.

Her gaze drifted down, her hand trailing along the strong, defined lines of Jimmy’s chest, taking in the intricate Samoan tattoos that adorned his skin. The inked patterns seemed to come alive in the soft sunlight, highlighting the strength and heritage he carried with pride. Her fingers traced over them lightly, almost reverently, the quiet admiration stirring a warmth in her chest.

As if sensing her gaze, Jimmy’s eyes slowly opened, meeting hers with a tenderness she hadn’t seen before. His dark eyes held a depth that was both familiar and foreign to her. It was as if she was seeing a different side of him—one that was softer, protective, and filled with something she couldn’t quite name.

Jimmy reached up, his hand gently cupping her face, his thumb brushing softly against her cheek. He studied her, the silence between them filled with unspoken words and lingering tension. “We should get ready,” he murmured, his voice low and rough from sleep, but laced with a warmth that made her heart skip.

Rhea swallowed, her throat suddenly tight, and nodded, unable to trust her voice to respond. She simply looked at him, trying to memorize the way he looked at her, how safe she felt in his arms. She knew they couldn’t linger here forever, wrapped in this fleeting intimacy. But for now, she allowed herself to hold onto the moment, just a little longer.

Slowly, they both pulled themselves from the bed, the quiet spell between them broken but not forgotten. They moved around the room in silence, gathering their things, preparing for the day ahead, the Professionalism they’d mastered over the years slipping back into place. But there was something different now—a quiet understanding, a shared moment that neither of them spoke of but both felt.

As Rhea changed into a hoodie with matching sweats. She gathered her things and stole a glance at Jimmy. He caught her gaze in the mirror, and a faint smile tugged at his lips, a reminder of the comfort they’d shared through the night. In that brief look, she felt a silent promise—a reassurance that whatever came next, he’d be there.

They both knew they’d have to step into their roles as professionals once again, put on the armor that was expected of them in the ring. But beneath that, between them, something had shifted. And while Rhea couldn’t yet name it, she knew it was something she wasn’t ready to let go of.

Jimmy slung his bag over his shoulder and waited for her by the door. As she moved to join him, he gave her a soft, knowing smile. He didn’t say anything, but the look in his eyes spoke volumes—he’d be there, no matter what happened with Jey or anyone else. She returned the smile, grateful for his silent support, and together, they left the room, stepping into the world outside, but not leaving their unspoken connection behind.

—

“Hold still,” Jimmy murmured, his eyes focused as he put the final touches on Rhea’s bandana bandeau. His fingers moved deftly, sewing it securely in place, making sure everything was perfect. Rhea looked down, admiring the unique piece he’d crafted just for her. She wore his black button-up shirt, left unbuttoned, draped casually over her shoulders, giving her look an effortless edge. Beneath it, the bandana bandeau, sewed to perfection, sat proudly against her chest, framed by a black harness that added an extra layer of intensity.

Her purple camo-print cargo pants hugged her hips, her black wrestling boots completing the tough, yet distinctively styled outfit. A fishnet long sleeve peeked out from underneath, adding texture to her look, while purple fingerless gloves adorned her hands, tying the ensemble together with an undeniable fierceness.

“There,” Jimmy said, standing back to admire his work with a satisfied grin. He had dressed himself in black wrestling joggers with Rhea’s face sewn across the legs in a collage of fierce expressions, each patch a testament to the connection they shared. His black muscle T-shirt had “Mami” emblazoned in purple lettering over his heart, a tribute that Rhea couldn’t help but find sweet, even if it sent her mind spiraling with complex emotions.

“Looking good,” he said with a wink, before reaching up to gently adjust her hair. He’d styled it himself, three braids running down the right side of her head, the same way he’d first crafted her “Mami” look. Rhea caught her reflection, seeing the purple eyeshadow she had meticulously applied, and the small heart with “Jimmy” scrawled on her cheek, a final personal touch. It was bold, unmistakable—a message to the world that tonight, they were a unit.

As she took one last look, there was a soft knock on the door. An assistant peeked in, announcing, “You have five minutes before your match starts.”

The two shared a glance, the anticipation settling heavy in the air between them. This was the moment they had worked toward, and despite the confidence they exuded, jitters crept in. But it was a good kind of nervousness, a shared excitement that made them feel alive. Rhea took a steadying breath, feeling the warmth of Jimmy’s hand on her back as they walked down the hallway together, making their way to gorilla.

Just before they reached the staging area, Hunter intercepted them, his expression serious but proud. “Alright, listen up,” he began, his voice low but filled with authority. “This is where we call it. The chemistry, the story… it all leads to tonight.” He gave Rhea a pointed look, adding, “You gotta kiss Jimmy tonight, Rhea. Make it memorable.”

The words hit her like a freight train, but she didn’t flinch. Still stinging from her fight with Jey, her emotions felt raw and complicated, but she pushed them down, nodding at Hunter’s instructions. She was a professional; she would do what was asked of her. She gave a quick glance at Jimmy, who met her eyes with a silent understanding. This was as much about their characters as it was about everything left unsaid between them.

Jimmy’s music hit first, the familiar beat pounding through the arena, vibrating through their bones. He took a deep breath, then turned to Rhea one last time, his hand squeezing hers briefly in a silent promise. “We got this,” he murmured, his voice steady, and then he stepped through the curtain to the roar of the crowd.

Rhea watched him walk out, the adrenaline pulsing through her. She straightened up, adjusting her bandana bandeau one last time, feeling the weight of everything on her shoulders—the storyline, the crowd’s expectations, and the tumultuous emotions she’d been wrestling with all week. But as her music began, she pushed it all aside, letting the rhythm of her entrance fill her senses as she strode out onto the stage with a confidence that made the arena come alive.

—

The arena is buzzing with anticipation as the steel cage is lowered around the ring, setting the stage for the first-ever Mixed Gender Tag Team Title match. The atmosphere is electric, with fans on the edge of their seats, eagerly awaiting the historic showdown.

Michael Cole: “Ladies and gentlemen, history will be made tonight as we crown the first-ever Mixed Gender Tag Team Champions! This Tornado Tag steel cage match will see Rhea Ripley and Jimmy Uso face off against the high-flying Dragon Lee and the unpredictable Zelina Vega.”

Pat McAfee: “This match is stacked, Cole! Both teams have fought tooth and nail to make it to the finals, and tonight in Calgary, it all comes down to who can survive the cage!”

Jimmy Uso’s music hits, and he makes his way down the ramp, a look of fierce determination in his eyes. As he reaches the end of the ramp, he pauses, looking back toward the entrance with a knowing grin.

Suddenly, Rhea Ripley’s music blares through the arena, and she steps out, scanning the crowd before locking eyes with Jimmy. With a burst of energy, she takes off, leaping into Jimmy’s arms in her iconic jump, her legs wrapped around his waist as he catches her. The crowd erupts in cheers as the chemistry between them is undeniable.

Michael Cole: “What a sight! Jimmy and Rhea clearly have some serious chemistry going on here.”

Pat McAfee: “You can say that again, Cole. I don’t know if they’re officially a couple, but they sure look like it tonight! I mean, look at them—they’re on fire!”

Jimmy and Rhea exchange a nod, a silent affirmation of their unity, as they step inside the steel cage, ready for war.

The music shifts as Dragon Lee’s high-energy theme song hits. He sprints down the ramp, stopping at the base of the cage, where he’s quickly joined by Zelina Vega. They exchange a fist bump, their fierce determination matching that of their opponents. With one last glance, they enter the cage, the door slamming shut behind them.

Michael Cole: “Dragon Lee and Zelina Vega are no strangers to big matches, and they bring a unique combination of agility and strategy. This is going to be an explosive clash of styles.”

Pat McAfee: “Absolutely, Cole. This isn’t just any steel cage match—it’s a Tornado Tag, so all four competitors are in there at once. No tags, no breaks, just pure chaos!”

As soon as the bell rings, all four competitors explode into action, each determined to outmaneuver the other. Dragon Lee goes after Jimmy, the two men exchanging rapid punches, while Rhea and Zelina lock up, their intensity palpable.

The crowd is on fire as Jimmy whips Dragon Lee into the cage wall, the impact echoing through the arena. Meanwhile, Rhea tosses Zelina into the corner, following up with a brutal knee to the midsection.

Michael Cole: “This match has started with a bang! Jimmy and Rhea are not holding back at all.”

Pat McAfee: “And why would they, Cole? This is for the first-ever Mixed Gender Tag Titles—this is everything!”

Dragon Lee quickly recovers, using his agility to slip out of Jimmy’s grasp and deliver a spinning kick that sends Jimmy staggering. Rhea, seeing her partner in trouble, rushes toward Dragon Lee, but Zelina intercepts her with a well-placed dropkick.

Michael Cole: “Dragon Lee and Zelina are showing exactly why they’ve made it this far—they’re quick and resourceful!”

Pat McAfee: “Yeah, but Jimmy and Rhea have an undeniable power advantage. Let’s see how that plays out as this match gets more intense!”

The action is unrelenting as all four wrestlers continue to brawl. Dragon Lee ascends the ropes and launches himself off with a crossbody onto Jimmy, but Jimmy rolls through, slamming Dragon into the mat. Zelina attempts to capitalize, jumping onto Rhea’s back and locking in a sleeper hold.

Rhea stumbles, clawing at Zelina’s grip, but with a roar, she slams Zelina backward into the steel cage, breaking the hold.

Michael Cole: “Rhea’s power is unmatched! She’s taking control here!”

Pat McAfee: “This is the brutality we expected, and it’s not disappointing, Cole!”

As the chaos rages on, Jimmy and Rhea exchange a quick glance, and with perfect timing, they both line up their opponents for a synchronized superkick.

Michael Cole: “Look at this Pat! Jimmy and Rhea are in perfect sync!”

In unison, they deliver devastating superkicks—Jimmy’s landing squarely on Dragon Lee’s jaw, and Rhea’s hitting Zelina with pinpoint accuracy. Both Dragon Lee and Zelina collapse to the mat, leaving the crowd roaring.

Pat McAfee: “Superkick party in Calgary! These two are unstoppable together!”

Sensing the opportunity, Jimmy ascends to the top rope, positioning himself for his signature splash. With the crowd behind him, he launches off, crashing down onto Dragon Lee with all his weight.

Simultaneously, Rhea lifts Zelina into position for the Riptide. With a powerful slam, she plants Zelina on the mat, sealing her fate.

Michael Cole: “The Riptide! And Jimmy with the Uso splash! They’re pulling out all the stops!”

Pat McAfee: “Cole, they’re going to do it—they’re going to make history!”

With their opponents down, Rhea and Jimmy lock eyes, a spark of victory igniting between them. They begin their climb up the steel cage side by side, inching their way up as the crowd builds in anticipation.

As they reach the top, they glance down at the carnage below, then look at each other, a triumphant grin spreading across their faces. Together, they swing a leg over the cage and drop down to the outside, landing with victory secured.

“Here are your winners, and the first-ever Mixed Gender Tag Team Champions… Jimmy Uso and Rhea Ripley!”

The crowd explodes as Jimmy and Rhea are handed their titles. Their faces shine with triumph as they raise the belts high.

Michael Cole: “History has been made tonight in Calgary! Jimmy and Rhea have won the first-ever Mixed Gender Tag Team Titles!”

Pat McAfee: “But wait, Cole—look at this!”

As the camera zooms in, Jimmy steps closer to Rhea, his hand reaching up to cup her face. In a moment that shocks the entire arena, he leans in and kisses her, the intensity of the moment capturing everyone’s attention.

Michael Cole: “Whoa! Jimmy Uso just kissed Rhea Ripley! This is… this is huge!”

Pat McAfee: “Are you seeing this, Cole? Jey Uso’s girlfriend, making out with his own twin brother?! This is absolute deception! I don’t know what’s going to happen when Jey sees this!”

The camera captures every second, zooming in as the crowd reacts, stunned by the unexpected turn of events. Jimmy pulls back, gazing into Rhea’s eyes with a smirk, while Rhea, flushed, gives him a soft smile.

The two stand together, arms raised, titles held high as the crowd cheers—and speculates about what this means for the future. They’ve not only made history but left the WWE Universe buzzing, their relationship now more complicated—and public—than ever.

Michael Cole: “This is a moment no one will ever forget! Jimmy and Rhea have made history tonight, but they’ve also created a whole new chapter of drama for the two..”

Pat McAfee: “This is the kind of thing that will shake the entire WWE to its core. What a night, Cole!”

—

Rhea sat in her locker room, hands still trembling as she adjusted the black jacket hanging loosely around her shoulders. The energy of the night still pulsed through her, but it felt distant, muted. Winning the Mixed Gender Tag Titles, kissing Jimmy in front of everyone—it was supposed to feel triumphant. But as she stared at her phone, everything else faded away.

Her screen glowed with a single text from Jey.

Good job.

That was all he said. No elaboration, no warmth. Just two words that felt as heavy as a boulder pressing down on her chest. She re-read it over and over, her stomach churning with a mix of guilt, confusion, and anger. Good job? Was that all he had to say?

Rhea’s fingers hovered over the screen as she dialed his number, desperate to hear his voice, to explain, to somehow make him understand that this was all just part of the job. But the phone rang, each ring a painful reminder that he wasn’t answering. By the time it clicked over to voicemail, her heart felt like it had been crushed into pieces.

She hung up, blinking back tears as the weight of her choices settled heavily on her shoulders. The line between reality and storyline had blurred beyond recognition, and now she was left in this painful in-between, where nothing felt certain anymore. Everything felt real to Jey, she thought. The kiss, the match, the betrayal—it all meant more to him than she’d anticipated. She didn’t know how to bridge that gap, or if she even could.

A soft knock at the door pulled her out of her thoughts. She quickly wiped at her eyes, trying to compose herself. Before she could call out, the door opened, and Jimmy stepped in, his expression softening the moment he saw her face.

“Everything alright, Rhea?” he asked gently, his voice laced with concern.

Rhea forced a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She tried to brush it off, but Jimmy knew her well enough to see through the facade. He took a few steps closer, his gaze dropping to her phone still clutched tightly in her hand.

“He texted me,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “All he said was ‘good job,’ and he won’t pick up my calls.”

Jimmy’s face hardened, a hint of possessiveness flashing in his eyes. He hated seeing her like this, vulnerable and hurt. The pain Jey was causing her only fueled his own resolve to be there for her, to show her that he could be more than Jey ever was.

“He’s acting like a kid, Rhea,” he said, his tone firm. “You made the right choice—you made the strong choice. If he can’t see that, then that’s on him.” He stepped closer, his hand gently cupping her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek. “You have something real now, something that’s building you up. He wasn’t doing that for you. I am.”

Rhea closed her eyes, leaning into his touch, letting his words wrap around her like a shield. A part of her still ached for Jey, but Jimmy’s steady presence reminded her that she had someone who believed in her, who was willing to fight beside her, even if the lines were messy and complicated.

“It’s just…” she struggled to find the words, her voice breaking slightly. “It feels like I’m losing him for good, Jimmy. Like I’m closing a door I can’t open again.”

Jimmy’s hand tightened slightly on her face, his jaw setting as he looked at her with a fierce determination. “Maybe that’s what you need, Rhea..” he replied, his voice unwavering. “Sometimes, you have to let go to move forward. He’s stuck in the past, and you? You’re out here making history. You’re with someone who sees you, really sees you. And if Jey can’t handle that… then he’s not worth this pain.”

She opened her eyes, searching his gaze, feeling a strange mixture of sadness and hope. His words stung, but they also resonated deeply within her. For so long, she’d been trying to balance what she wanted with what others expected from her but now.. she didn’t know anymore.

[ms-wwe]

Can we all just agree on one thing here...

Rhea and Damian should be the birth of mixed tag team titles. There, I said it.

[damiansgoodgirll]

y’all had no business in making me crying like this , i missed seeing them together 😭

[fandomfucker]

AHHHHHHHHH

I'm emotionally distraught