#adam copeland x reso! reader

[heelbucks]

I definitely need an Adam Copeland x Christian’s Sister Reader! Because tell me even though her and Adam have been together a long time and Christian knows this, his heel persona gets the better of him at times and we know this man is a straight up DRAMA QUEEN. Like imagine how he acts when his baby sister (who is the exact opposite from him on screen) is siding with his best friend of 40 years? Her longtime boyfriend who she’s in an established relationship with at this point (and even possibly has kids with?) THE AUDACITY OF HER. 🤣

ooooh interesting 🧐

“jay calm down, adam has a point.” a simple argument between the two lifelong friends that you were somehow roped into. of course, one was your older brother and the other your partner. “i’m sorry who’s right here?!” the older reso started screaming and flailing his arms around, pacing as he glared in your direction.

adam couldn’t help but stifle a laugh, his dramatic best friend freaking out over how you said their feud should go. “listen reso, it makes sense. your kid sister and i have been together she should come out with me, gives you more fuel against me.” “but she’s my kid sister!! she’s a reso, a cage! she should be on my side.”

“don’t i get to decide?”

both men, simultaneously, “no.”

[midwestmade29]

Distraction 😏

I was in the mood to write some smut, so this is what I came up with! This one is for all my fellow Christian girlies 🥰

My story was inspired by this picture from Adam Copeland’s Instagram (It’s from 2018):

Okay, now back to writing my requested stories 🤣

Due to the explicit nature, this story is NSFW or minors. If you are not 18+ please KEEP SCROLLING. Minors do not interact.

Disclaimers: Teasing, masturbation, cursing, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

Word count: 1,313

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

You wanted Christian's attention, and boy did you get it...

It had already been a long day filled with traveling and meetings. You and Christian finally made it back to your hotel room and you were more than ready to snuggle up next to your man in bed. You kicked off your shoes and started removing your jewelry when you noticed Christian texting away on his phone. “I thought you were done with work for today?” You asked as he took a headset out from his carryon bag. “I was, but Adam just asked me if we could finish recording our podcast episode. It shouldn’t take very long. I’ll be all yours when we’re done,” he offered, but it didn’t help ease your disappointment. You sighed and gave your rebuttal, “Can’t it wait until tomorrow? You’ve been going nonstop since 5:30 this morning! Let your mind rest and come to bed with me.” Christian walked over and kissed your forehead as he wrapped you in a warm embrace. He whispered against the top of your head while you nuzzled your face into his chest, “If I do it now, then I can get it over with and have more free time with you tomorrow. I promise I’ll make it quick!”

40 minutes later, Christian was still chatting away with Adam while you flipped through the tv channels. You were growing restless, your eyelids feeling heavy as the minutes ticked on, but you didn’t want to go to sleep without Christian by your side. When you glanced over at him sitting in a chair, you noticed he was almost falling asleep too! You motioned for him to come over and join you in bed, but he smiled and shook his head no. A dramatic sigh escaped your lips and you abruptly turned over in bed facing away from him. The more you laid there pouting, the more your mind started to wander, and then an idea suddenly struck you. You quickly scooted off the bed and grabbed one of Christian’s wrestling shirts from your suitcase, and when you reemerged from the bathroom you could feel Christian’s eyes on you. You decided to give him a show! You tossed your worn clothes towards your bag, “accidentally” missing the opening and shrugged when they fell to the floor. As you bent over to pick them up, the bottom of your t-shirt slid up your body, revealing your bare ass in the process. You knew Christian got a clear view of everything when you heard him gasp and tell Adam through his headset, “N-nothing is wrong. Go on!”

You walked over to the bed and sat down with your legs spread apart, offering Christian a glimpse at what was in between them. You delighted in seeing his jaw drop when you slid your hand under your shirt and started massaging your breasts and toying with your nipples. You drug your fingers down your abdomen and the closer they got to your clit, Christian nearly came unglued! “O-oh my God…” involuntarily fell from his lips when you started making slow circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing you to press your head against the pillow and gasp at your slow movements. Christian tried to remain stoic, but his resolve was rapidly fading the longer he watched you pleasure yourself. He could tell your release was getting close as your breathy pants filled the air and when your hips swayed back and forth against your fingers. While you preferred Christian to pleasure you, there was no denying how erotic it felt playing with yourself while he watched. As you slid a finger inside, he finally had enough of your teasing and abruptly ended his conversation with Adam! Your hand stilled and you closed your legs slightly when he appeared at the foot of the bed. You smiled innocently in his direction before asking, “Did you enjoy watching? Good thing you ended your call when you did. I was about to cum all over my fingers…” Christian immediately started unbuckling his belt and let his pants and boxers slide to the floor, exposing his throbbing cock. Your eyes noticed the precum glistening on his swollen tip and it made you salivate at the sight of it! Christian took his hard length in his hand and started stroking himself slowly, never taking his eyes off you as he spoke, “Since you’re in a teasing mood tonight, how about I make you watch while I stroke myself? All while not being allowed to touch yourself or me. Just lay there and watch as I cum, leaving your pretty little cunt a wet, aching mess! Is that what my little tease wants?”

You shook your head no, but Christian wasn’t satisfied with that. He started stroking his length faster while squeezing himself harder, making you squirm on the bed while you tried to ignore the growing heat between your legs. When he threw his head back and cursed under his breath, you had seen enough! “Christian, please! Stop!” you whined. He chuckled to himself, and his movements stilled when he heard your plea. “What’s wrong, beautiful? Not having fun now that the roles have been reversed?” With a smirk on his face, he crawled onto the bed, and spread your legs with his own before pressing himself against your sensitive cunt. His face was buried in your neck as he kissed and sucked the delicate skin, his lips ghosting along your ear as he whispered, “You thought you were so cute teasing me like that while I was conducting my business. Let’s see how cute you are as I fuck you senseless.” He pulled his shirt over his head before taking yours off too, both of you smiling into the fiery kiss you shared when you were finally skin on skin.

Christian positioned his length at your entrance and in one swift motion, he thrust himself inside of you. He was already sliding in and out of you with ease from your fervent arousal, his thickness stretching your walls as they gripped and pulled him. “God, you feel so fucking good!” Christian said breathlessly. “Were you at least thinking of me while you touched yourself?” A moan escaped your lips preventing you from responding, but Christian was thoroughly enjoying the noises you were making. “Tell me baby. Who were you thinking of that made you so wet?” He hit the sweet spot inside you, making you stammer out your reply, “Y-you Christian. I th-thought ah! About you!” Your confession sent both of you into overdrive, Christian’s thrusts becoming sloppier the closer he got to his release. He let out a feral groan when you wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing him even deeper inside of you. “Yes! Just like that, Christian! P-please don’t stop!” you encouraged. He fucked you just the way you liked, ultimately bringing you to your release. You cried out his name as your back arched off the bed, the pleasure of your orgasm shooting through your entire body. Your fingertips and toes were tingling from the intensity of it, your walls pulsated against Christian. His own release consumed him not long after! His body still pressed you into the mattress while he tried to catch his breath and you reveled in the way it tickled each time he exhaled on your chest. Once he steadied himself, he pulled out of you and rolled over onto his back and closed his eyes. He was officially spent! Your sigh caught his attention though, and he slowly opened his eyes and asked you what was wrong. “You didn’t kiss me goodnight!” you complained as you scooted over closer to him. Christian opened his arms welcoming you into his embrace as he murmured, “Still so needy, even after I just fucked you. You’re insatiable baby.” You smiled against his chest, drifting off to sleep as fatigue officially overtook both of you.

[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

Consequence

Name used: Jen

Word count: 1709

Warnings: mention of injury

Fic type: nothing in particular, maybe angst

Link to masterlist

🩸Happy reading 🦷

“How would we even begin to find him?” Jen asked, slightly sliding in the wet mud of the forest, clinging on to the PVC jacket of Edge. They had received a cryptic letter from one of the mindless druids with vague directions to where Christian had been left.

To perish.

They were on a time crunch as sunrise was approaching, the sky already beginning to light up in a dull pale blue. Reading the letter, they weren’t entirely sure what they were going to find. All they knew was that it wasn’t going to be good as it had been signed in his blood. It had a distinct taste, according to Edge. He only knew that as before Christian was turned, Edge would feed off of him until they had no choice but to turn him into one of them.

“I…honestly have no idea,” sighed Gangrel, “I guess just keep your eyes out for us while Edge and I keep trying to sniff him out.”

Normally Gangrel was very knowledgeable and had control of the situation but this was the first time both Edge and Jen had seen him in such a worried state. All they could hope for was to find him in one piece. At least then they had a better chance of helping him. Hopefully before the sun began to rise. Otherwise Jen would be on her own as the other two would have to disappear out of sight.

At this point in time, Christian had been missing for four days. Originally the vampires had been working alongside this group who called themselves “The Ministry of Darkness”, a bunch of…well Jen considered them satanists really. They had been hiding this young lady and informed her boys that if they revealed where she was, there would be consequences. Dire consequences. And as time would tell, Christian turned out to be the weak link. He had been forced to give up that information to an unknown man and when the news found the Ministry…well the consequences were far worse than they could have imagined. One evening, they had awoken to find that he was missing. Initially they assumed he had gone out on a hunt until they remembered that he almost exclusively fed off of Jen. The only time he would go out was if she was too weak to give him what he needed. And it certainly wasn’t like him to go out and find food for the other two when they were perfectly capable of doing it themselves. It was only that morning that they were finally clued in and able to retrieve their boy. It seemed The Ministry were intending on making an example of him which included leaving him to die.

After at least 20 minutes of searching, they felt like they were hitting a dead end. There was no sign of him or anything that could signal that they were headed the right direction. That was until Edge stopped in his tracks, nose sniffing away in the air.

“You got him?” Gangrel asked hastily, voice laced with hopeful tones. Edge simply nodded with a relieved smile, following his nose to lead him to their beloved. Jen’s heart raced as she rushed to keep up with them, desperate to see her beautiful boy. Except when they eventually got to him, he was far from beautiful. Tied to a tree, he was sat with bare legs splayed out, hunched over in pain and exhaustion. As a matter of fact he was completely nude with his torn white shirt placed over his lower region to at least let him keep his dignity. Not that it mattered though. His body was covered with deep cuts, whipping scars that were fresh on his pale skin, red rope burn contrasting that paleness. His hair was deeply knotted with dried blood stains all over the ends, hanging over his face. It was clear he had not fed at all since disappearing as his skin was whiter than it usually was and he grunted and wheezed with each breath, something he only did when this exhausted.

Jen called out his name quietly as the other two worked on setting him free. They only had mere minutes before the sun would reach them so they had to act fast. When her voice reached his ears, it set something off within him. It all happened so fast with his head shooting up at a lightening speed, eyes a crimson red filled with desperation and trained on her. There were dark circles around his eyes, lips dry and cracked with dried blood around his chin and nose. As he was finally freed from the restraints, he was helped up, Gangrel tying his shirt around his waist to give him some chance and hiding his manhood. It seemed that Christian still had some energy reserved. Before Edge could ask if he was okay, he had left their concerned arms and ran at an alarming speed to Jen, pinning her against a nearby tree. As the shirt was not tied properly, it flew off his body and back into Gangrel’s hands. Fear ran over her body as she felt his rough hand grasp a handful of her hair to pull her head to the side, revealing her neck to him. Thankfully, though, before his sharp fangs could get anywhere close, he was dragged back by Edge and thrown over his shoulder.

He thrashed around to try and get to her, trying desperately to grab ahold. She was kept a fairly safe distance away by Gangrel who acted as a shield between the two lovers.

As they trudged quickly through the forest to get back to their home it was clear that Christian’s energy had finally started to run out. Simply whining and sighing in defeat, he made feeble attempts to raise his arms towards her. He had hoped that if she saw just how weak he was, she’d at the very least offer him her wrist. Unfortunately for him, Gangrel would push his arms back down every time. He would be fed but not until they had safely returned. Already the sun was beginning to catch up to them with barely any clouds to shade them. All they could do was rely on the shade from the hanging trees above and the bushes below.

Finally after near slips and many slides, they arrived at their destination. It had taken them twice as long as they had to keep stopping in the shade as the sun, although not directly shining on them, was starting to get to them. It wasn’t immediately fatal for the boys but it certainly sped up the process of something terrible. Their home wasn’t anything fancy or even really that creepy. It was a secluded house at the very end of an almost dead street with the entrance to the forest in its back garden. Everyone who would hike in the area just assumed the house was either abandoned or housed the world's most secluded family. Which in this case was almost entirely true. They had decided to stick together as they would be safest in a group.

“I’m going to stay nearby in case anything bad happens,” Edge stated when they were inside, carrying the exhausted young vampire to his room with Jen hot on his tail, “shout for me if he gets aggressive, okay?”

She nodded quietly, helping him place Christian in his bed under the warm covers. Edge then left the room to give the two some privacy.

Christian rolled his head towards her with his mouth hanging open. He was mostly unable to talk which was probably a good thing in all honesty. His fangs were sharp, resting rather gently on his bottom lip as he stared up at her expectantly. It was obvious what he wanted; he waited for her to bring her neck to his mouth so he could finally feed off of her. She wasn’t normally scared. They had been involved with each other in more ways than one for a good year and a half now! But she had never been fed off when he had gone this long without it. Sure, it was only a few days but he would go to her multiple times during the day for a quick snack. And it was usually just on her wrist or upper arm, he’d only go to her neck when he intended on having a larger meal. He always said that it tasted better there anyways. Well, there was one area that tasted the best but…he only got that as a treat once a month. Even thinking about that made her blush.

It seemed that she was lost in thought as he mumbled out a plea for her to come closer, hands trembling as he weakly rested them on her shoulder. His raspy voice made her heart swoon as she finally gave him what he needed. Gasping as his teeth broke the skin, she placed a hand on the back of his head as he began the deed. He quickly regained his strength and control, sitting up to get better access to her. It wasn’t long before they had switched sides with her laying down on the bed and him leaning over her. Trying to hold back as to not drink too much, he only drank just enough to allow him to regain almost his full strength back. His body could do the rest from there. Plus, he had…shall we say a treat or two in the freezer to hold him over until she was ready for him again. Finishing up, he licked at her wound to both clean her up and to get the last few droplets of her sweet, warm blood. He may have been a messy eater with smeared blood all around his mouth, but he didn’t believe in wasting precious food.

“Rest now, baby. Get some sleep. I’ll return soon, I have some…business to take care of.” He whispered in her ear, tucking her in under his warm covers and leaving a blood stained kiss upon her forehead. Dressing himself in clean clothes, he left shortly after with a meaningful walk and a bucket of revenge to give to someone.

[midwestmade29]

Prequel Request 💻

To Anonymous: Your idea was so cute! I loved coming up with the little moments that were shared between Christian, Adam, and Adam’s little sister. The summer part was fun to write too 😉 I hope I did your request justice🤞🏻Thanks so much for sending it in 🖤

Word count: 2,405 Divider by: @firefly-graphics

Disclaimers: Broken bone, losing virginity, sexual intercourse. Read at your own discretion.

Original Anonymous Request: “Sis! I need a prequel to the last fic! Anyway we can get something with the little moments with Adam, the Reader, and Christian as they all grew up as well as moments with The Reader and Christian that summer that they were all over each other when she was home from college?”

You'll find my original story that inspired this request here 🙂

School had just let out for the summer and your mother took you, your older brother Adam, and his best friend Christian to get ice cream and celebrate. You practically salivated all over the counter while you watched each worker scoop out the delicious dairy onto cones and into bowls. “What the heck is that monstrosity? That looks disgusting!” Christian said to you with a scrunched-up face. His words didn’t faze you though, and you happily dug into your sweet treat covered in gummy bears, sprinkles, cookie pieces and chocolate syrup. With your mouth full, you asked Christian if he wanted a bite and his response was a fake gag.

That same summer was when the 3 of you were outside riding your bikes, showing off different tricks each of you could do. You tried to one up your big brother and his best friend by attempting a trick you’d never done before, but it backfired immediately when you overturned your bike forcing it to land on your wrist and break it in 2 places! Adam carried you all the way home to your mom and Christian took care of your bike. Your mom rushed you to the emergency room to get x-rays, sighing in relief when the doctor said surgery wasn’t needed. Your wrist hurt, that’s for sure, but you were more focused on what color cast you were going to get to pay much attention to it! When you got home late that night, Adam was already fast asleep, and you weren’t too far behind. You were about to plop down on your bed when you noticed a Lex Luger and a Sting wrestling figure resting up against your pillow with 2 notes taped to their chests:

Dear sis, Sorry about your wrist! I hope it heals super-fast! Hopefully good old Lex can help cheer you up some. Love ya, Adam P.S.-You’re going to look so tough with your new cast!

To Y/N, You better be more careful next time! I’m letting you borrow Sting, but I want him back the minute your wrist is healed. -Christian P.S.- I’m glad you’re okay. Can’t wait to sign your cast.

“Come on guys, don’t fight! You two are best friends! Now hug and make up, right now.” You demanded. You stood in the middle of Adam and Christian while they had their backs turned towards each other. They had been arguing over petty stuff for the last 45 minutes, and you were getting tired of hearing them go back and forth. Even though you were the youngest out of the 3 of you, you were wise beyond your years! You surprised them both with your next words, “Seriously, will the stuff you two are fighting about even matter tomorrow? Stop being dummies! You’re best friends, not enemies so act like it!” Christian stayed disgruntled with his arms crossed, refusing to be the first to say sorry, but Adam’s stance softened when he turned around and looked at you. “Wow, you opened your mouth and mom came out there for a second Y/N! But you’re right. This fight was stupid and I’m sorry Christian. Friends?” he asked while extending his hand to his best friend. Christian didn’t budge or shake Adam’s hand until you kicked him in the shin, forcing him out of the stupor he was in. Through gritted teeth he shook Adam’s hand and agreed, “Friends.”

Christian’s feelings towards you were strictly platonic when you were kids, or so you thought. The older the two of you got, the more his feelings for you started to change. It was odd when he started being nice to you, and definitely strange when you noticed he was talking to you more than he was Adam. You just chalked it up to him sucking up to you so you would help him with his homework! You still remember the disappointed look on his face when you told him that you would be gone for nearly 2 months because you were going to be a counselor at a summer camp. “Really? 6 weeks? That won’t leave you much summer break when you get back. Are you sure you have to go?” Christian murmured. “Of course, I have to go, silly! It’s a great opportunity for me. It’s not like I won’t be having fun while I’m there too! There’s plenty of activities to do and I get to mentor kids,” you said full of excitement. You thought Christian’s next question was bizarre, even for his weird ass. “Is it a girl’s only camp?” You didn’t even bother responding to such a ridiculous question! Instead, you rolled your eyes and made your way towards your front door, Christian following behind you like a lost puppy.

2 more years passed, you were certainly all grown up now! You were looking forward heading off to college in the fall, and the summer ahead was just prolonging your independence and your desire to explore new surroundings. One night, your mother had baked cookies and you sat at the kitchen counter devouring them. Laughter filled the air, and the conversation flowed! Out of nowhere, your mom brought up Christian, “You know that boy has it bad for you, Y/N! It’s so obvious!” The horrified look on your face made her laugh! “Christian?! As in Adam’s best friend, Christian? The one who has teased me my whole life and been a thorn in my side? There’s no way mom!” your words came out a little faster than you meant them to, and the more you spoke on the matter, you weren’t sure if you were trying to convince your mother- or yourself that Christian didn’t have feelings for you. Your mother’s words were soft as she explained herself farther, “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Y/N. The boy is smitten! He asks me about you all the time, you know? The two of you are old enough now to explore any…feelings that might be there. Better to discuss things now before it’s too late and you’re off to college.” That same night while you were lying in your bed, sleep evaded you while you continuously went over the conversation you had earlier with your mother. Her words didn’t seem so silly the more you thought about them, and they helped you realize something that you had suppressed deep inside of you for several years, you had feelings for Christian.

“Why wasn’t I supposed to tell Adam we were meeting here, Y/N? What’s going on?” Christian asked you as he slid into the corner booth. Seeing Christian in this new light made you feel shy, even a little awkward. The conversation you had planned in your head wasn’t going to be as easy as you thought it would be! “Because if he knew the reason why I asked you to come, you’d probably end up with a broken nose and he’d lock me in my room until summer is over!” you teased. Christian looked over his shoulder, making sure the coast was clear before speaking frantically, “Okay, spill it Y/N! You’ve got me worried that my best friend might try and kill me for talking to his sister. What the heck is going on?!” That night you confessed your feelings for Christian, laying everything on the table at your local diner. You practically handed the boy your heart on a silver platter! When he didn’t respond right away, you felt yourself sink a little in the booth and your cheeks felt like they were bright red. When he finally spoke, all your worry and doubt washed away. “Was I that obvious?” he asked sheepishly. “I thought I hid my feelings pretty well. Man, your mom doesn’t miss anything does she? Anyway, I’m crazy about you Y/N! I have been for a long time. What do you say? Do you want to see where the summer takes us and really give a relationship a try?” You were beaming from his words, eagerly responding, “Yes, of course! I want nothing more, Christian.”

Your mom helped you and Christian stay off Adam’s mind and out of his sight as your relationship continued to blossom. She made you promise her that you would tell your brother soon about you and Christian dating, but you hadn’t found the right time to break the news to him yet. Even though it felt wrong sneaking around behind your brother’s back, you were enjoying spending all your time with his best friend and getting him all to yourself! You and Christian shared your first kiss in the warm summer rain when it started to down pour while the two of you were at a concert in a local park. The kiss was something you had dreamed about ever since you could remember, and it turned out to be incredibly sweet and romantic. Most of the summer days were spent poolside to escape the heat. Christian definitely approved of your skimpy bikini while your older brother did not. Your favorite activity was one the two of you did almost every night as long as Adam was asleep or had other plans separate from yours. Christian always brought the blanket and made quick work of spreading it out on the ground so both of you could lay on it and look at the stars. You two shared several meaningful conversations, often talking about your childhood but also looking ahead and making plans for the future.

One night, things were heating up between you and Christian as you made out underneath the blanket of stars. This spot near the pond just behind your house had become your favorite place, almost a sanctuary of peace and serenity for you and Christian. But the more his hands roamed freely on your body, leaving you a panting mess whenever he would break a kiss to come up for air, it turned into a place full of passion and desire. Christian knew you were a virgin and he never made you feel embarrassed of it or ashamed, and never forcing you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with. You had talked about taking that next step in your relationship in recent conversations, but you were hesitant. You knew it wouldn’t be Christian’s first time, him giving up that part of him a long time ago, but you still wanted it to be special for him too. “What if I’m no good at it?” you asked while your hands covered your face. Christian slowly removed them so he could look into your eyes, his words full of sincerity as he reassured you, “Giving yourself to me in that way is a gift and it’s something I don’t take lightly. No matter when- or if it happens- I know it will be beautiful. I will do my best to make sure it’s special for the both of us.”

A week later, you made your final decision about having sex with Christian or not. When you told him you were ready, he nearly took you right then and there on your front porch! The very next night, Christian took you by the hand and led you to your favorite spot. You couldn’t believe your eyes when he parted the final tree branches, revealing a strand of lights that were strung from the tree over to the old swing. A lantern illuminated the familiar blanket on the ground that was now adorned with a few small pillows and a second blanket. The only noise that could be heard were the rustling leaves on the trees in the soft summer breeze and the sound of nature carrying on quietly all around you. Once you were comfortable on the blanket, Christian checked in with you one final time before proceeding any further, “Are you sure you want to do this, Y/N? It’s completely fine if you’ve changed your mind. I’d be more than happy to lay here with you and look at the stars.” You gave him the green light to continue, and he took his time removing your clothes. He kissed every inch of newly exposed skin as he went along, making sure to savor every part of you. You watched as he opened the condom with his teeth before sliding it down his hard length and positioning himself in between your legs. He warned you gently that it was going to hurt at first, but after a while the discomfort would go away.

You held your breath as he inched himself inside of you, gasping when his full length was all the way in. “A-are you okay, Y/N? If it’s too much, p-please tell me and I’ll stop,” Christian said breathlessly as his slowed his movements. “No, please don’t stop. K-keep going!” you reassured him. With each thrust of his hips, the discomfort started to dissipate and was replaced with pleasure as Christian’s tip hit all the right spots. Your fingers dug into his back as waves of pure bliss crashed over your body, your tight walls squeezing around Christian and milking him of everything he had to give you. His name fell from your lips when you came, your juices coating the condom allowing Christian to slide in and out with ease. With a few final grunts, Christian found his release too, his body still pinning you against the blanket as he tried to steady his breathing. He planted tender kisses on your lips between each breath and you couldn’t help but smile. “How are you doing sweetheart? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” his words were a mere whisper as he looked into your eyes, studying your face for any kind of sign that you were okay. You couldn’t help but to burst out into a fit of giggles when you asked Christian, “That. Was. Incredible! When can we do it again?”

That wasn’t the last time the two of you had sex that summer. Your appetite for Christian was insatiable, and he was more than willing to try and cure your hunger. If you could’ve stayed in the bubble you and Christian had created around yourselves, you certainly would have. Unfortunately, September was rapidly approaching, bringing you closer to the difficult decision that you knew each of you had to make. Little did you know at the time just how much the end of summer decision was going to alter the course of your relationship afterwards.

[midwestmade29]

Little Moments 🩵

To Anonymous: Thank you for your request and for following along with my "Broken Promise" story! It means so much to me 🥺 I hope you enjoy what I came up with for your request 🖤 Original Anonymous Request: "Anyway we can get a continuation to “Broken Promises” maybe just moments of The Reader, Christian and the occasional Copeland Family in their married life?"

Disclaimers: None 🙂

Divider by: @saradika-graphics

Word count: 1,697

This is the FINAL part to my Broken Promise story! There will be no more continuations or parts/chapters written for it. Any further requests I receive for this story will be deleted. I truly appreciate all the love and support my little angsty number has gotten. It makes me so happy to know that so many of you have enjoyed it 🥰

Read the original story that inspired this request here 🙂

The prequel to Broken Promise can be read here

"Rekindled" is a continuation of Broken Promise and you can read it here

I incorporated some references in this story from the previous ones 🥺 If you’ve followed along so far, see if you can spot them! 🖤

You and Christian have known each other your whole lives and now you’re married. Here’s a little glimpse into the little moments you share together…

“What time are we supposed to be there for dinner again?” Christian asked as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. You leaned your head against his chest, reveling in the embrace while putting the finishing touches on your makeup. 

“6 o’clock, I believe. We can’t forget to bring their souvenirs from the honeymoon with us. I can’t wait to see everyone, especially the girls! I’ve missed them since we’ve been gone,” you explained before turning around and kissing Christian. 

The two of you had just gotten back a few days prior from your tropical honeymoon after having the most beautiful wedding. Your skin was still sun kissed and both of you were still glowing with happiness. If there was a way to stop time and remain in the newlywed phase you’re currently in, you would definitely do it! 

You sat next to your nieces at the dinner table catching up on all the latest and greatest going on in their world. They told you stories about school, the new toys they had gotten, and they made you promise that you and Uncle Christian wouldn’t go on another honeymoon and leave for a long time again! Christian and Adam were lost in conversation about hockey and wrestling while you helped Beth clear the table. 

“Marriage looks good on you and Christian. I’m so happy for the both of you! Now, tell me all about the honeymoon! Feel free to leave out the more intimate details,” Beth complimented. You couldn’t help but chuckle at her last remark!

Christian was running late getting home after his workout at the gym. It wasn’t like him to be so far behind, and it certainly wasn’t doing anything for your nerves. You pulled out your phone and sent your husband a text:

Wifey: Hey, just checking in and making sure you’re okay. I miss you…


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Hubby: I miss you too baby! Had to make a quick stop on my way home. Be there in a few.

“What’s in the bag?” you asked curiously as Christian sat it down on the kitchen counter. He playfully swatted your hand away when you tried to open it and you gave him your best pouty face. “Don’t give me that look,” he begged. 

“I wanted to surprise you with a little treat. I know you just started your period, so I thought some ice cream would help,” 

Christian pulled your sundae from the bag first making your eyes light up when you saw what it was! You could blame the sudden tears that pricked your eyes from the hormones that were out of whack due to your period, but really you were so moved by Christian and his attention to detail. 

“You remembered my favorite toppings! I figured you blocked them out after you nearly threw up over my choices as a kid,” you teased. 

“How could I forget? It’s not every day someone orders gummy bears, sprinkles, cookie pieces and chocolate syrup on their ice cream. You’ve always been a weirdo, you know that?” Christian teased back. 

“Yeah, but I’ve always been your weirdo, and this ring on my finger says you’re stuck with this weirdo forever!”

“Seriously, how old are you guys now? I feel like we’re kids back at mom’s house again! How do I keep finding myself in the middle of your stupid little arguments?” you sighed as you stood in between your brother and Christian. “Stop being dummies or else this time I’ll kick both of you in the shins!” 

The 3 of you broke out in laughter when the memory of you as a young girl said the same thing to Adam and Christian when you were kids. The tension between your brother and husband quickly dissipated and they ended up apologizing to each other after they talked through their disagreement. 

“You’ve always been wise beyond your years, sis. Thanks for keeping us knuckleheads in check all these years. I’m pretty sure you saved our friendship more than once since we’ve known each other,” Adam’s sentimental moment was cut short when you lightly kicked him in the shin even though him and Christian had already made up.


“Ow! What was that for?!” he asked while rubbing his leg. “Sorry big bro, Christian is my husband now. He gets automatic immunity from my shin kicks.” You chuckled to yourself as you walked out of the room, leaving the two boys behind. 

“She’s the most beautiful little spitfire, isn’t she?” Christian said admirably as he smiled and followed you.

It took several months of planning, but the big family vacation you had been looking forward to for so long was finally here! There was 7 of you traveling between Adam, Beth and your nieces, your mom, and you and Christian. You had rented a beach house big enough to fit all of you, complete with a game room and a private pool. The sound of the waves crashing onto the sand could be heard from every balcony or open window, and you knew the views were going to be stunning no matter the time of day. Once everyone was settled into their rooms, the 7 of you headed to the beach for a little stroll before going to dinner. You and Christian walked hand in hand along the shoreline, Adam and Beth had stopped to take a couple pictures, and your mom and nieces were ahead of all of you digging through the sand for seashells. When you looked up at Christian, you could tell he was lost in thought.

“What are you thinking about baby? Everything okay?” you asked softly. Christian shook his head as if it would snap him back into the present moment, and what he spoke next made your heart melt, “Everything is great, wonderful actually. I was just thinking about how grateful I am to be here with everyone. I hate that it took so long for you and I to make our way back to each other, but I’m just so damn lucky that you gave me another chance.”

The week at the beach went by all too fast, but you made memories with your family that will stay with you forever. Every day was filled with endless laughter and so much love! From chasing seagulls and playing in the sand with your nieces, to having a date night with Christian, Adam, and Beth while your mom watched the girls, to taking family pictures with everyone at sunset on the beach, this was one vacation for the history books!

You and Christian just had your first fight as a married couple. Sure, you’ve had arguments and little spats over the years, but this one felt different. You weren’t kids anymore and couldn’t tell him to “stop being a dummy” like you used to. Now you had to talk and apologize to move past it. Both of you took some time to cool off so neither of you would say something you would regret later on. You chose the bedroom and stayed in there for about an hour while Christian went to his office. As you thought over the things you were fighting about, your need to be right dissolved and you began to see things a little more clearly. During your time in the bedroom, you went to your closet and started to look for an old storage box and smiled once you found it. Inside the box held old mementos from your childhood. Pictures, trinkets, old cards, and other keepsakes that you had collected and held on to from Christian. You pulled his old Sting wrestling figure from the box and read over the note that was still taped to his chest that Christian wrote to you after you broke your wrist as a kid,

To Y/N,

You better be more careful next time! I’m letting you borrow Sting, but I want him back the minute your wrist is healed.

-Christian

P.S.- I’m glad you’re okay. Can’t wait to sign your cast.

You couldn’t help but to chuckle at how authentically Christian his words were in the note. Brash with a hint of sweetness! An idea came to mind about how you can break the ice with him and apologize for your part of the argument.

“Come in,” Christian called out after you knocked on his office door. You didn’t step inside, you only held out your arm as you stood behind the door with the Sting wrestling figure in your hand. When Christian didn’t notice your arm, he told you to come in again as he spun around in his chair. “Oh, what’s that?” he asked. When you finally stepped into the room fully, you handed the wrestling figure to him so he could get a better look. “Wow, I didn’t know you still had this! Weren’t you supposed to give this back to me once your wrist healed? I think it’s been healed for a while now,” he teased with a smile on his face. “You even have the note still!”

“Yes, I do but this one is different. Open it up and read it,” you suggested. With an eyebrow raised, Christian pulled the note off Sting’s chest and read over the words you wrote to him,

To Christian,

I’m sorry for earlier. Here’s a peace offering, your Sting wrestling figure. I want him back after we kiss and make up though.

-Your wife,

Y/N

P.S.- I’m glad you’re my husband. I love you so much!

Christian sat the wrestling figure and note on his desk and opened his arms to you. His embrace was warm and comforting and everything you needed in that moment. He kissed the top of your head and murmured against your hair, “I’m sorry too, baby. Forgive me?” You nodded your head yes and he squeezed you tighter. “So um, now that we made up, how about that kiss?”

“Not so fast, sir! We still need to talk about it, but I’ll allow a kiss on one condition,”

“And what’s that?” Christian asked curiously.

You snaked your arms around Christian and picked up the wrestling figure, “Give me back Sting!”

[midwestmade29]

Sis! I need a prequel to the last fic! Anyway we can get something with the little moments with Adam, the Reader, and Christian as they all grew up as well as moments with The Reader and Christian that summer that they were all over each other when she was home from college?

Sorry for the delay love, but your story has finally been posted! Thanks for sending in the request! 🖤 You can read the story here 🥰