#as if he wasn't sexy enough– now i gotta get an eyeful of his strut too

[psalmsofpsychosis]

listen Jedi: Fallen Order got a lot of things right but the most righteous act?

Darth Vader's hollywood golden age siren hips.

[osachiyo]

ᘎᘏ jealous? yeah, I am・ gojo satoru ─── f!reader . jealous toru . approx 1.4k+

ᘎᘏ cw . n/sfw, jealousy, hair pulling, cunniligus, so much dirty talk, light bondage, edging, degradation, mean mean mean!satoru :(, brat!reader, pussy slapping, he spits like once in your mouth, FERAL toru, mentions of toji being divorced etc . mdni

ᘎᘏ a/n . so sorry to that anon who requested this 😭 it took me a while to finish this and the ending was pretty rushed, but I hope u still manage to enjoy </3 not proofread so apologies in advance if there's any errors!

Satoru stared intently at you from across the bar, drink long forgotten as his jaw clenches at the sight of you giggling with Toji fucking Fushiguro of all people. The way you complimented his impressive build, ran your hands up and down his arms and fuck, the way you practically pushed your tits against him— all of it made his right eye twitch with annoyance. What the hell were you thinking?

Unfortunately for you, it wasn't long before satoru finally decides that he had enough of your bullshit— strutting over to the both of you before grabbing you by the wrist and yanking you close to him, ignoring the gasp and yelp you let out. He stood tall, towering over you and the scarred man, who only smirked sleazily in response. "Woah there, boy. ya gotta be more gentle with your lady there," he grinned deviously, making your boyfriend glower down at him, blue eyes glowing dangerously in the dim light of the bar before basically dragging you through the packed crowd and out the building. Even going as far as childishly mocking the raven haired man on the way, "woah there, boy, you gotta be careful with your lady blah blah blah," he rolled his eyes before sticking his tongue out towards the man, who had his back turned to the both of you. "Hah, fuckin' muscle brained gorilla— talkin' like his wife didn't divorce his ass," Satoru scoffed, the veins on his forehead almost popping out.

"Toru! You shouldn't call him tha—" you were quickly shut up when his eyes finally met yours, he looked borderline crazed— blue eyes that were once clear as the sky, now had turned into a much darker shade dangerous gaze screaming at you to shut the fuck up.

And you did, not wanting to anger him even further. But you couldn't help but squeeze your thighs together in need— a smug smile almost tugging at your glossy lips, holy fuck that actually worked.

The ride home was eerily silent, the only noise being the loud thumping of your heart as you glanced at Satoru's side view occasionally— fuck, he looked so sexy. Jaw muscles clenched tightly, veins bulging against his skin, eyes narrowed and holding a dangerous glint of jealousy in them— fixated on the road ahead.

You gasped when Satoru slid a hand over to your side, large hand splaying on your thigh before gripping onto it tightly, fingers digging into the soft flesh. He only ignored the whine that escaped your lips, now driving with one hand as he he sped through the empty streets.

You two eventually arrived back home— shit, your feet were absolutely killing you. You were busy taking off your high heels when you heard the front door slam closed, a shadow engulfing you from behind— Satoru.

"Toru wha—" "On your knees. Right now." You didn't get to finish your sentence before getting cut off by your boyfriend, his usually silky voice now gruff and an octave lower— fuck, it made you scared for what's to come but excited at the same time.

It wouldn't hurt if you pushed him a little bit further, would it?

"What? And why would I do that?" You turned around to face him, hands on your hips as you boldly eyed him up and down.

"Oh, sweetheart you know exaaactly why you should listen to me right now. I fucking promise you, you don't wanna make this worse on yourself." He spoke slowly in a low tone, as if he was scolding a child right now.

You had the sheer audacity to roll your eyes at him with a grin, "oh yeah? Then do your worst, Sa-to-ru."

That was it. You had sealed your fate— he was going to fucking break you and won't stop until he's satisfied.

"Ouh— fuuck, 'Toru—!" You threw your head back onto the pillows, legs pushed back and knees against your chest as Satoru was nose deep in your cunt— eating you out like your pussy was his last meal on earth. He had you tied to the bedpost, completely unable to touch him and render you useless.

A calloused palm harshly smacked against your ass— making you yelp and flail against the restraints. Your back arched off the bed every time Satoru hit that one spot inside of your gooey walls, pointy nose bumping against your clit as he swiped his tongue over your hole. Thumbs spreading apart your lips for him as he spit on your cunt before slurping it back up— he was fucking nasty with it.

Your eyes widened as a wail left your lips when Satoru bit on your clit softly before slipping his tongue inside of you— looking up at you with those blues as you felt your eyes rolling back slightly. He clicked his tongue, pulling away right as you were about to cum all over his face— you'd be stupid to think he would give you the satisfaction of cumming yet. No, he wanted you to suffer.

You whined and tried to kick your legs, but your attempt was fruitless as Satoru was much, much stronger than you— firmly holding the back of your thighs as he tsked, rolling his eyes at your desperation. "Should've just gagged you, huh? Shut that smart lil' mouth of yours, ain't that right?" He scoffed, before cracking a hand down to your cunt— smacking your pussy. "Fu—ck! 'yer s'mean! Too— ugh— mean!" You sobbed, mascara running down and leaving streaks of makeup on your pretty face— lipstick smudged and the sight did nothing but made Satoru's cock twitch in his pants.

He laughed cruelly, running a hand through his snowy locks before grinning— it wasn't a genuine grin, nor was it friendly. Something about it was...crazed, sinister if you will.

"Awww, am I being too mean for my 'pwetty lil' pwincess?" He mocked your pout, thumb rubbing small circles on your swollen clit before smacking it harder, "then you should've thought about that before whoring yourself out to that fuckin' deadbeat, huh?" He growled out, every word punctuated by a swift but harsh slap to your pussy, making you jolt and cry out with each hit.

"Yeahhh? You say you wan' me to stop but— hah, look at this soaked fuckin' pussy, hm?" He showed you his fingers, your slick dripping down them and sticking to each digit like little webs. The sight only made your clench your thighs in humiliation, and he noticed. "Yeah, yer' such a fucking whore, huh? You wanted this didn't you?" He growled, yanking you by the hair with his clean hand before slipping his slick soaked fingers into your mouth and shoving them as deep as possible. "Mmph—!" You thrashed around, choking and gagging on his long fingers as a fresh wave of tears gathered in your lash line.

"Wanted me to fuck you up, yeah? Wanted me to fuck this slutty cunt up? Yeahhh, baby take it— god, you look so good choking 'round my fingers, don't you?"

His words were nasty, his own cock starting to drip and ache in his boxers and eventually he got too impatient to torment you any longer.

He eventually pulled his fingers out of your mouth, letting go of your hair before parting your legs and spitting directly into your mouth— a fat glob of spit landing directly on your tongue and you swore you could feel your cunt gushing out even more, if it was possible.

You felt him untying you from the bedpost, finally letting your hands free. God, the marks felt like they were burned into your skin— clearly he wasn't thinking straight when he tied you, but that was fine— it was the last thing on your mind, really. "On your hands and knees, slut." You obeyed the order almost immediately, turning around to face the bedpost before sticking your ass out to Satoru', who only watched you with scrutinizing eyes.

"Oh yeahh— yer' fuckin' soaked, huh? Pretty pussy so wet f'me?" He groaned, lining his pulsating cock with your entrance before letting out a "tsk" and shoving your head into the pillow beneath— before slamming into you without any warning.

Your eyes widened, a gurgled moan leaving your messy lips from the sheer stretch of his cock— you had him plenty times before but each time feels like the first time. "Fuuu—ck!! S'biigg—!" You squealed, feeling Satoru's cock drag through your velvety walls, pulling away until only the tip remained inside— before slamming his way back into you.

"Oh yeah? 'Toru's cock too big for this— ah!— tiny f-fuckin' pussy?" He moaned, fingers entangling themselves back into your hair before pulling you up by it— breath hot against your ear as his cock bullied your cervix— "Too. Fuckin'. Bad." Every word was punctuated by a brutal thrust of his hips against your ass— the his other hand reaching blindly to swipe and lightly slap your clit— " 'Cause I'mma pound my pussy til' I'm done and you won't cum til' I say so."

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ʚ🍓ɞ - Over Thinker and hard to please Jeff Hardy develops an unexpected, desirable "crush" on one of the contestants in the WWF bikini contest hosted by team Xtreme.

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↳ ² : ¹⁵ ᵖᵐ | JEFF

The bright sun blazed over the Panama City beach where the air was filled with excitement from the wave of people around. Jeff Hardy, along with his brother Matt and Matt's girlfriend Amy, known as Lita, were hosting the much-anticipated WWF bikini contest.

Jeff sat lazily at the end of the judges panel, Amy sat comfortably next to him, and Matt sat on the other side of Amy, enthusiastically speaking into the mic to try and add a bit of commentary for the crowd of men.

The WWF seemingly threw the contest so it could be a fun distraction from work, a way to enjoy the vibes on their last day of their week break before shooting RAW tomorrow.

Different women strutted across the stage in lines or duos, showcasing their bodies in tiny, skimpy, bikinis with practiced confidence. Girls were doing anything on stage to stand out, such as, dancing on each other, giving dances to Jeff and his brother, a few women dove themselves into the sea of men to crowd surf and one girl even flashed the crowd and the judges. But sadly, Jeff's eyes kept growing bored at the show in front of him.

It just wasn't enough.

Yeah, he had no problem getting a dance or two from a few women but the way the girls looked were basically all the same. Basic swimsuits, basic hairstyles, no type of flavor, it was like he was seeing the same type of girls over and over again.

Throughout the contest, Jeff was scribbling low scores on the huge whiteboard card because of those reasons. He was judging on what his eyes liked, and the low scores he gave earned glances from a few contestants and Amy herself.

"Now, Jeff.." he heard Amy's voice call out, making him raise his head. "Hm?"

"A Six? Again? Come on, these girls are trying. I thought you were enjoying the girl that flashed her titties for us." Amy confronted, taking her purple sunglasses off her eyes.

Jeff shifted in his seat, a chuckle against his lips. "Uh, I guess you gotta' cut me some slack, man. They were nice and all, but a small pair of titties just won't do it for me." he joked, tipping his black "WrestleMania" cap that held his freshly dyed purple hair underneath.

"You're impossible, you know that? I'm just convinced you don't like sexy women." Amy argued back watching the next group of women walk the stage.

"It's definitely not that." Jeff started, eyeing the new women one by one and just like before, the women were still basic, it was nothing new. "I'm just not into basic women, man. There's a difference."

              ↳  ³ :  ⁰⁹ ᵖᵐ | JEFF

"Alrighty y'all, we're on the last group of ladies, so show them a lot of love!" Matt loudly announced earning a wild roar from the sea of husky men that were in the audience more invested into the show than ever before.

Jeff watched his brother subtly signal to the backstage crew, allowing the women to approach the railing from the back. "Let's bring them out!"

As 'Thong Song' by Sisqó started to thump through the huge speakers, the women lined up in pairs, a short field away from the judges.

Team Xtreme observed each of them, sitting attentively as each woman of the last group came forth showcasing whatever they wanted.

Then suddenly, Jeff could feel the energy shift seeing a glowing white light shining from the corner of his eye. 

He looked up, feeling his mouth practically drop at the sight of a stunning woman in all white gliding in front of the judges like a glowing angel, next to a girl in black.

The thick fabric, strapless two-piece she wore hugged her perfectly, and the woman's radiant dark skin shined elegantly in the sunlight. Her hair fell over her shoulders in soft waves under a straw hat, complimented by white sunglasses that were shielding her eyes from the sun.

There was something magnetic about this woman and it wasn't what she did to show out for the men. It was how she looked and her energy.

Her walk was with grace like a runway model, instantly capturing eyes as she stepped forward solo. Men's loud noises and cat calls roared, along with many jaws dropping with Jeff's.

It was like he couldn't take his eyes off of as she turned around, her mid-length black hair flowing behind her as she glanced at the judges.

In that brief moment, it felt as though her eyes were only on him, and him alone. She sent a small smile filled with purity and warmth that made Jeff's body shiver.

She was everything Jeff had been missing all day.

As she returned to the line, signaling it was time to score, Jeff hesitated. He felt his heart lift, reflecting back on the woman he just saw in front of him, the woman that just changed his mind about this day as a whole.

He took a deep breath, trying to seem cool and collected as he picked up the black marker, writing a bold number '10' before holding it up.

Dramatic gasps came from around him, along with the side comments and dirty/surprised looks of the previous contestants that were in the back.

"W-Wow, Jeff Hardy with his first ten of the day!" Matt spoke into the microphone, his voice tinged with shock.

"Well, I don't think anyone could compete with that." Amy teased, her eyes darting towards the lady in white, then back to Jeff. She wore a knowing smile, seeming as if she was amused by Jeff's neutral façade. What a playful gesture, Amy sent a signal for woman in white to come closer.

His eyes widen as a mixture of nervousness started to swirl in his chest, seeing the woman actually walking towards them.

Jeff knew how Amy was, and he knew that she had some kind of malicious intentions asking her to come over.

But he also didn't make his stares that obvious, did he?

"Sorry, I kinda' got interested." Amy started to say, prompting the beautiful girl to let out a small, nervous giggle of her own once she fully approached, crouching down by Jeff's chair. "But, what's your name?"

Jeff could send the girl seemed a little shaky at first, but as soon as Amy asked for her name, she relaxed a bit.

"Oh, my name's Tatyana," she said, removing her glasses.

Tatyana.

The beautiful name played over and over in his mind, and it perfectly fit her enchanting voice. He didn't want to just sit there anymore and look stuck, he needed to say something.

Something that seemed relaxed and suave.

"It's nice to meet you, Tatyana." Jeff calmly spoke, her name rolling off of his lips with his southern accent.

Her attention turned toward him, another breathtaking smile spreading across her face. "Thank you, it's nice to finally see you in person." She replied.

Jeff noticed how the emphasis she placed on 'in person,' meaning, she had seen him out there before, most likely on television.

That thought made him become a bit flustered inside again.

Meanwhile, Amy, the instigator that she was, was starring, and starring hard. Jeff could practically feel her eyes drilling into the two's small talk with a since of pride and humor. "Soo, white must be your color?" Amy blurted out.

"Yeah, pretty much." Tatyana said, glancing down at her strapless two-piece. "It's always been my color since I was a kid."

"Well," Amy continued, sending a look Jeff's way.

"I basically called you over here because we're having an after party on the beach here in a few hours. Some people from over here will be there, people from the company and friends..." She started taking a brief pause. "But I personally think Jeff would like to see you there more than me." She nudged his elbow playfully.

The redness on Jeff's face was clearly evident after Amy's comment. He also noticed that Tatyana was now staring directly at him, making him tip his head down in awkward embarrassment.

"Oh really?" Tatyana's voice spoke, her voice full of surprise and intrigue.

Feeling anxiety bubble up, Jeff's foot began to tap nervously. "U-Uh, yeah, of course I do." He slowly responded, sending a short side eye toward Amy's way. "Be there at seven."

↳ ⁸ : ⁰⁹ ᵖᵐ | TATYANA

As the sun was about fully set, Tatyana arrived back at the beach, now dressed in a white fitted one-piece and an oversized, white-knitted sweater that fell just above her knees.

She knew she was a bit late, but the thrill of sneaking into the contest was still buzzing within her. She didn't think she would leave such an impression, that was never her intent. But now that she has, she was now unexpectedly invited to a party with known people that she only saw on the television screen. Along with a guy who had been her wrestling crush for the past year.

Tatyana brought her friend Jazmyn, dragging their feet through the warm sand the ongoing party site was a bit of ways away of them. She couldn't help but trace her feet a bit faster ahead, already feeling a tang of guilt for being late.

What if Jeff Hardy was actually waiting on her?

"Slow down, Girl! You're already too excited." Jazmyn complained, slightly trailing behind, her sandals covered in sand. "For a boy from a dumbass contest, ion' get it. I didn't even know you snuck off to do that shit anyways."

Tatyana shook her head, her type 3B curls bouncing. "Jazz, please, they needed some kind of flavor on that damn stage and nigga, you were asleep sunbathing that's why you didn't know!" She snickered at the sound of Jazmyn kissing her teeth.

"Whatever bruh. You meet a guy for two seconds and suddenly your actin' head over heels. I don't even a single person at this thing." Jazmyn challenged as the two came closer to the party.

Tatyana scoffed. "Well, suck it up and socialize, maybe you'll actually make more friends—"

Before Tatyana could finish, she heard her name called from a distance, making both she and Jazmyn squint their eyes forward, noticing a distant figure waving them over.

"Isn't that the Lita girl?" Jazmyn questioned as Lita's black swimsuit and wet, damp hair became more visible in the party lights. "Yeah, that's her."

"Hey! I'm glad you made it!" Lita greeted, with a black and white towel wrapped around her waist and red cup in hand, looking like she just got done dipping out of the large ocean water in the back where many people were.

Tatyana smiled brightly. "Hey Lita-"

"Amy" she corrected with a friendly smile. "I'm not at work; you're partying with us now. My real name's Amy."

Tatyana nodded her head, keeping a mental note in her brain for future reference. She caught Jazmyn's confused look, clearly out of her element and never saw any of these people a day in her life, even on TV.

"Well Amy, thank you for inviting me." Tatyana kindly spoke, adjusting her beach bag over her shoulder.

"Also, this is my friend, Jazmyn," She introduced, and Jazmyn greeted Amy with her own friendly smile.

"It's nice to meet you! Feel free to party, we have..." Amy began, glancing towards the party scene. "We have food, music, alcohol-if you drink and if you smoke, we have joints. Jeff should be by the water with Matt, so I'm sure he'll see you any minute." She finished before glancing over her shoulder at a group of guys by the food table who were calling her name. "Excuse me real quick!"

"Don't worry about it," Tatyana assured, watching Amy leave while Jazmyn's stare remained confused, still locked on her features.

"What?"

Jazmyn shrugged, raising her hands up in surrender. "Oh nothin', I just wanna smoke. But I also didn't know his name would be somethin' so country like...Jeff."

↳  ⁸ : ²⁸  ᵖᵐ | JEFF

The sunset had fully set on the beach and the nighttime air was filled with drunk laughter, music, and the soothing sound of the waves that crashed in the distance.

Jeff, along with his brother Matt and their friend Shane Helms, had just sprinted through a game of football in the water. They made their way back up the shore, water dripping from their sun-kissed skin.

"Yo, Jeff!" Matt's voice rang out, drawing Jeff and Shane's attention his way.

Jeff noticed Matt's eyes widening as he peered into the party. "What's up?"

"Your new girlfriend's actually here, man," Matt teased, tossing the football to Shane with a sly smirk.

Shane, being their friend, already knew about the situation. I mean, it was all Matt would tease Jeff about since they left earlier.

Shane caught the football with ease, a small pit of laughter escaping his lips. "You mean that lady in white? Aye, Jeff, what did you call her again man?" He quipped, causing Matt to burst out into laughter.

"An Angel..." Matt mocked loudly, both of them bursting into fits of laughter.

Jeff rolled his eyes, annoyance creeping in as he glanced up at the sky.

"For the fifth time she's not my girl, Amy just invited her to the party to hang out, that's all." He scoffed, trying to brush off their comments, but he couldn't help but admit to himself that she did look like an angel in white.

"Yeah? Well, right now I see Kurt Angle tryna holla' at your little Angel," Shane said, pointing back towards an area of the party.

The mention of Kurt's name made something inside Jeff twist uncomfortably. He didn't know how to explain it but without thinking, he started move not even trying to register Matt and Shane's shouts behind him. His heart was pounding with annoyance as he swiftly made his way through the throng of party goers and his eyes were scanning the crowd, until they finally landed on her, Tatyana.

She was just as gorgeous than before in white, holding a red cup in one hand, with a tan beach bag slung over her other shoulder. Seeming lost in conversation.

As he approached the two, he noticed the regular awkward smile on Kurt's face, making his blood boil. "Uh, excuse me? I don't mean to interrupt." He spoke in her regular soft tone, watching as Tatyana's eyes lit up at the sound of his voice.

"Jeff, hey!" She said, her smile brightening the twilight around them.

Kurt's demeanor shifted, his fake smile tightening as his gaze followed Tatyana's. "Ah, Jeff buddy...Where'd you come from?" He spoke, an eerie tone behind his smile. Jeff could feel his arm being placed an arm over his shoulder as he talked, trying to show some kind of fake friendliness.

Jeff gave him a small side-eye, feeling the droplets from his purple hair-dye falling along Kurt's arm. "Well man, I actually jus' came from the water." he started to speak, his eyes now lingering towards Tatyana, who was taking a long sip from her cup, watching the exchange intently.

"Sorry I wasn't here to greet you sooner..."

"It's okay, you're here now, right?" She replied, a playful smile dancing upon her lips.

Jeff gently shrugged off Kurt's arm, ignoring the annoyed look on his face. "Right. Do you mind if I steal ya away for a bit?" he asked, his voice dropping slightly.

He saw Tatyana's eyes go towards Kurt and then back at him, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. "Yeah, gimme' a second," she replied before leaving the two men and heading towards a woman that looked like her friend.

"Jeff." he heard Kurt call out, making him turn his head. "Wassup?"

"You know what's up. You saw me talking to her!" Kurt's words were out of anger and Jeff noticed the vein towards his left eyebrow begin to throb with his words.

But as mad as Kurt looked, Jeff was unfazed because he had his eyes on her first so why wouldn't he steal her away?

"If we're being honest, Kurt, I really don't give a damn, 'cause what you were sayin' probably wasn't even that important." He calmly shrugged, turning his attention back Tatyana's direction who was skipping her feet through the sand with the same pearly smile plastered on her face.

"Hey-"

"Oh, Kurt's leaving?" She asked, glancing around. Jeff looked next to him, noticing that Kurt was calmly walking away, quietly out of sight.

"I guess but don't worry about it, let's go." he said, feeling a sense of exhilaration as they began to walk away together.

"Whatcha' drinkin'?" He asked, trying to keep the conversation flowing.

"Coke and Hennessy," She replied with a grin, as the warm breeze tousled her curls. "And thanks for getting me away from that Kurt guy."

Jeff raised an eyebrow, concern flickering in his gaze. "He wasn't makin' you uncomfortable was he?"

Tatyana immediately shook her head, "No, not really. He's just not my...type and I didn't want to rude." She said with a casual shrug. "Nice guy though."

Strolling further down the beach, Jeff and Tatyana continued their small talk as the party behind them drifted. The lively chatter and music back there was now replaced by the usual sounds of nature and the gentle crash of waves against the shore.

The scene was peaceful, a scene where Jeff would rather be than a party any day.

"Tatyana" Jeff called, turning back towards her. "You trust me?" He asked, a hint of mischief mixed with nervousness in his voice.

Tatyana's eyebrow left eyebrow rose up in playful shock. "I don't know, should I?"

Jeff felt his cheeks, flush and embarrassment at the unexpected response. Maybe he stepped too far asking a question like that...Or was she now thinking less of him because he came on so strong? Doubts began to swirl in his mind, but then he heard her rich, melodious laughter cut through the tension.

"Don't worry Jeff, I trust you..for now."

Relief washed over him, and he couldn't help but chuckle at her playful "For now". "Alright, because I found a spot we could get a lil' quiet time at."

"Oh? Quiet time?" she spoke, her curiosity piqued.

"Yeah, girl," he said, taking her hand as Tatyana leaned closer to the water's edge, where the moonlight danced on the surface of the waves. "Just follow my lead."

↳ ¹⁰ : ⁰⁶ ᵖᵐ | JEFF

They settled comfortably along the shore, ways and ways away from peoples eyes. As soon as Jeff brought her there, Tatyana pulled out towels from her beach bag and laid them out on the warm sand for them to lay on.

The sound of the waves, the boat docs and the distant music from the party created a perfect setting for their more depth conversations.

Jeff couldn't help but get lost in their conversations and her voice. He learned more about her background and where she was from, she mentioned snuck into the contest but when he asked for learn the reason why, she didn't tell.

But the star questions he asked weren't only about her being an aspiring model but about being a dedicated wrestling fan who was specifically a fan of his.

He was listening to everything she said with open ears and now, an open heart.

Tatyana's eyes drifted towards the muddy sand as she watched the water gently lap at her feet over the towel.

"It's really beautiful out here, Jeff." she remarked.

"Not as beautiful as you are," Jeff blurted out, the compliment escaping before he could stop himself.

She laughed again, a light, teasing sound that made him smile. "Ou, that was corny."

"Well, I wasn't tryna' be.." he replied, feeling a tint of embarrassment for the seventh time.

Tatyana kept sipping out of her cup, her gaze still wandering off into the distance while Jeff couldn't help but admire her again and again. Under the moonlight-the way her brown skin glowed and her loose curls danced in the breeze like the ocean waves was just as breathtaking as her cute white outfit.

He couldn't stop thinking about how completely smitten he already was and captivated by her presence alone.

Was this some sort of crush?

It didn't take long for Tatyana to notice his stare, now locking her eyes onto his. "What? Is there sand on me or somethin?"

"Nah, there's nothin' on you beautiful," he assured her, shaking his head. "Just admirin' you, that's all."

Her cheeks flushed as she looked downward with a playful scoff. "You're jus' sayin' that. I'm not all that.."

Jeff's eyes narrowed towards her, a serious gaze replacing his smooth and nonchalant one. Maybe it was the way she worded it, but he couldn't help but feel a little bothered by her response because in his eyes, she was truly everything.

"I'm serious, Tatyana." He started, his tone becoming more firm. "Shit, believe it or not, you were the highlight of the contest to me, and you've damn near made my entire night, so you are all that. Plus, I don't usually go after women like this ya know? But uh, gosh man, when I saw you were walking across that stage like a damn supermodel, I just knew I had to talk to you in some way. It's like you're a complete angel in disguise... "

"If you wanna take me out now, just say that." she teased, stopping his ramble as she pulled her knees up to her chest on the towel.

Jeff felt a surge of energy from her playful demeanor. "And what if I do?" he asked, now playing with the sand beneath him. "We shoot RAW here tomorrow night. I have a few tickets in my backpack back there. Vince always gives us a few extras whenever we have a taping. And until now, I've never really had anyone to give them to...I could even ditch Matt after the show and we could somewhere if you'd like?"

As soon as Jeff finished, Tatyana's eyes widened, glistening more in the stars than ever before. "Y-You're for real?"

"As real as I can be darlin'" he replied, his heart pounding in his chest.

There was a brief pause as they both seemingly got lost in each other. Her stare was long and intense as if she was trying to study him in return.

"You must see something you really like, huh?" She teased, letting her knees relax in the sand again.

Jeff was unable to hide his smile at the sudden question, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I see a lot I like actually." He admitted.

Tatyana laughed for a moment, making the world fade once again. Her laughter was too infectious and Jeffrey felt at ease again, laying on his back.

From the corner of his eye he watched as Tatyana was now starting to rummage through her bag and pulled out another long-length beach towel, a deep purple one that almost matched the color of his hair.

"Jeff, take this towel, your arms and hands are getting dye all over them." She said, taking tue last sip out of her red cup before getting on her knees to wave the towel in his face.

"Darlin' I'm fine, a lil' purple dye won't burn my skin off.." Jeff protested, but before he could finish she was on top of him, blocking the moon with the purple towel in hand.

"I insist." Tatyana slowly laughed, grabbing his left hand from under his head. "And you better hold still." Her voice grew gentler as she began to wipe the dye away.

Jeff felt her touch, the towel trailing down his chest each time she moved closer. The warmth of her body against his sent his mind racing with thoughts he couldn't quite contain, a smell of vanilla and Hennessy lingering in the air between them.

"Jeff." she whispered, her chest pressing against his. "Do you want this under your head so you won't stain the sand? Or are you gonna keep starin' at me for the fifth time."

"Damn, my bad." he dryly chuckled, unable to break eye contact as he felt her body move, placing the towel in the sand under his head.

"See, your hair's protected now," Tatyana teased, allowing her fingers to brush against his chest before resting her head down, like he was a comfortable pillow.

"You're somethin' else, beautiful." he murmured, unable to contain the words that trembled out of him due to her sudden action.

Tatyana lifted her head, moving her loose curls aside to reveal her beautiful features. "And you're bein' all corny again." she joked, even though her eyes told him she enjoyed every compliment he threw at her.

Jeff sensed more than just playful banter in her tone; there was an undercurrent of affection that made him feel bold. He let his hand gently caress her cheek, feeling the burnning touch of her skin.

"Well, I'm about to get more corny 'cause I wanna kiss you." he spoke, his voice thick with desire.

Tatyana's smirk was fully shown as she leaned into the touch, pushing her body up to his eye level. "I wouldn't mind at all, even though I don't usually kiss on the first meeting." she smirked inviting him in.

A dry chuckle left his lips, meanwhile on the inside his anxiety began to pulse through his veins, quickly closed the distance.

Their lips met instantly, soft against each other's like a warm and velvety feeling. He felt their lips were made for each other.

As the kiss quickly deepened, Tatyana's tongue begging for entrance against his lips and Jeff surely gave in. Allowing her tongue to dominantly enter his mouth.

He remembered the mental picture of her chest, the sight of her perfectly perky breasts causing a surge of need within him. He started to think about how they would feel in his hands, to taste them with his lips and tongue.

His hands bravley made its way to their destination, cupping her breast with possessive strength.

Tatyana moaned into his mouth, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him as she pulled his hand from touching any further.

"Jeff.." She whimpered softly into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his damp hair as she broke away.

His gaze landed towards her chest, feeling a sense of emptiness as his hands were now removed. "Why'd you pull away?" he questioned, his fingers finding a new spot to lounge.

He traced the curve of her in her thigh, eliciting a soft whisper to leave her lips before she could answer. But then, Tatyana grew stiff, freezing with a look of concern.

"What's wrong Angel?" He questioned, mirroring the same look.

"What if..someone sees us?" She whispered, her eyes now darting around the secluded spot. "We're out in the open. Jeff, it's a public beach."

Jeff's eyebrows raised as he considered her words, but he didn't want the intimate moment to be interrupted. They were a ways away from the party, secluded from everyone around, In the sand.

Nobody would be able to see or hear them from fields away.

"And if someone does? So what?" Jeff challenged, his voice cool and steady. "We aren't really doing anything wrong, we're grown."

Tatyana dryly chuckled, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth. "Yeah I know," she hesitated, taking a deep breath,  looking like she was trying to find the right words. "But again, your brother or anyone else could come running a-"

Jeff gently placed his thumb on her lips, silencing the doubt she was spewing. "Babe, listen. I understand what you're sayin' completely. But, I promise you, we've been here for two hours damn near. Nobody has come over here, nobody has called us." he replied softly, taking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"And I know you don't want this to stop either." he continued, his voice soothing yet edged with anticipation.

He placed his hand back to his old spot on her thick thigh, tracing circles along her skin with his thumb. "I know you don't want me to stop touching you, kissing you, admiring you. I can see it in ya face."

His hand slowly started to slide up her inner thigh, the circles with his thumb becoming slower, leaving a burning trail of desire in its wake. "You can't deny it," He spoke on and on, his voice low and predatory.

"Plus, how rude would I be to leave you on this beach without giving you a lil' taste of what you'll fully get tomorrow." His tone dripped with seductive danger as his fingers inched closer to the center of her swimsuit.

Tatyana's eyes widened as if there was a look of hesitation but desire on her face once those final words left his mouth and it made Jeff's heart drop.

Why was there a sudden change in her demeanor, she was fine a second ago?

He asked her out already, they kissed and she was already on top of him, but that would be the comment that shattered this amazing feeling?

Or was a part of her confused?

The look in her eyes was still filled with so much shock and naivety, he couldn't help but drop the 'cool' act again and grow some sincerity. But, no matter how quick he was overthinking it, it was all about her. And how she felt.

He took a moment to look at the star-filled sky with trembling hands to wipe his face, silently begging for forgiveness from his mother in heaven, for what he was about to say.

"By saying' I want to give you a lil' taste, I was meanin'...I want-well wanted you to sit on my fa-."

"I know what you meant, I just need to process it." She quickly responded, a small whimper leaving her mouth.

Silence hung in the air between them, an awkward tone that kept bouncing back.. But Jeff respected it, then suddenly her voice broke through again, followed by a tiny smile that made Jeff's chest cave.

"But, if you're serious, and if we're not goin' to seen. We better hurry up."

Before, Jeff could even process anything Tatyana was already on her feet in a quick, fast, and in a hurry. Her hands moved with a predatory quickness towards the center of her swimsuit, eagerly parting the fabric and revealing the glistening, sacred site of her core.

Jeff was completely overwhelmed, his mind going blank as if he was seeing her personality shift in front of his own eyes.

He could still see her rosy cheeks amongst the darkness and distant lights from the party, igniting a fire within him that burned hotter with each step she took up his body.

His mouth opened but the words vanished into thin air, leaving nothing but raw, primal instinct in their wake. "I-Is this what you want?" Tatyana's voice was barely above a whisper as she asked the question, her fingers trembling as they traveled down her towards her aching spot.

The nervousness in her eyes sparkled, but there was also a glimmer of excitement and trust.

He nodded slowly, his own breath hitching in anticipation. "Uh, Yeah, that's exactly what I want."

She slowly set herself onto his chest, straddling him with her legs wide-open for him. Jeff couldn't believe this was actually happening; He swallowed hard, feeling a mix of emotions swirl with him-lust, desire and fear.

Tatyana's fingers approached their destination as Jeff watched her explore her wetness in front of his bare eyes. He watched with rapt intensity, memorizing every movement and sound she made just like before, but this time it was more sinister.

He could feel himself growing hard in his green trunks with each passing second as her breathing became more labored, her white nails moving over her wet folds to touch her sensitive clit.

Jeff wanted nothing more than to drag his tongue around her body, to taste the fruitiness of her core and hear the sounds from her innocent mouth.

She was simply driving him wild.

Jeff shifted his hands, moving under her thighs to give her a slight signaled nudge. "C'mere" he asked attentively. "You said to hurry before someone comes?"

Tatyana stared back into his eyes, lust and paranoia flashing across them before she quickly composed herself. She slowly got up and slightly looked around before taking a low squat over his face awaiting mouth.

Jeff's hands instinctively moved to her hips, placing her in position just right. He could feel the heat on her skin, see the wetness glistening against her closed lips below.

His tongue darted out, spreading her open to trace her outer folds, causing Tatyana's eyes to flicker.

Her fanciable body surely matched her elegant features and he savoured her sweet essence, absolutely loving the way she tasted already- sweet, tangy, and another flavor that was uniquely hers.

His tongue explored every part, lastly teasing her alluring clit with a gentle tongue kiss.

"S-Shit Jeff," she gasped, squirming as her fingers made their way to his scalp.

Jeff's grip on her tightened, his eyes piercing to her as he spat on her sensitive area, the trail of saliva sliding down his and her bottom lips. "Is this good for you, angel?"

"Yes, so fucking good," she moaned again, her fingers tangled in his hair as her hips rocked against his tongue with reckless abandon. She moved with a rhythmic pace, the euphoric sensation she was feeling read all over her face.

"You taste so damn good too, damn baby," Jeff praised, moaning against her warmth. "The best pussy I've ever tasted, baby girl."

He felt Tatyana's walls tightening around his tongue as soon as it entered her gaping hole, signaling she was going to be close to her release soon.

Sexual desire was taking over his well-being as his fingers slowly entered her to replace his tongue, pumping in and out and soaking his black painted fingernails with her wetness.

"R-Right there, please, it feels so good!"

"I'm not plannin’ on movin baby girl, I promise."

Her moans grew a bit louder, sounding like she was trying to balance between not being too loud and low muffled whimpers. He could tell she was almost at her peak, and he wanted nothing more to do than to push her over the edge all over his mouth.

"I wanna see you make a mess, all right? Remember, nobody's here but us." he spoke again, sending a soft kiss towards her clit as his fingers curled inside of her, causing the most beautiful noises to escape her mouth again.

"And let me hear all those gorgeous noises from that pretty mouth of yours too, please Tatyana." He begged against her.

Tatyana could only nod in response as Jeff's plump lips wrapped around her clit once again, his mouth now sucking and flicking against the sensitive spot while his fingers matched the steady rhythm of her hips.

Tatyana's moans were now more loud, spewing over the echoing rap music and he could see her lost in the moment through his green eyes.

He saw her squirm, jolt, and lean forward, but Jeff kept her in place, sending a small smack to her left thigh.

"I feel like I'm gonna.." she gasped, her grip now around his hair, fully tightened as her body trembled.

She couldn't finish that sentence, but from the look of her eyes rolling, Jeff knew what it was. He could feel the sensation of his own arousal in his trunks building as well, just from her sitting on his face alone.

"Do it Angel," he echoed, hearing the sweet sounds of her wet, core gush as his fingers continue. "Let me taste all of you baby, come on."

Tatyana's body moved forward as she finally reached her release, her body convulsing with waves of ecstasy, washing over her like the ocean.

She cried a series of curse words into the stars, and mentions of Jeff's name fell from her lips as a gush of sweet cream coated his lips and two fingers.

This was now the mental picture that Jeff would never forget. Seeing her fall apart in pleasure on his mouth was a something he didn't expect but he felt fulfilled, not regretting anything that just happened.

The taste of her was intoxicating, making his length jump in his trunks and moan a loud, more turned down than ever. He slowly slipped his fingers out of her, seeing all of her white coated cum coated all over him.

With a low groan he greedily sucked his fingers clean, the intense flavor, overwhelming his senses.

Tatyana's chest heaved as she gasped for air, her body still trembling at the tense pleasure that had just washed over her. She collapsed back on her towel that was still closely next to him, her body slick with sweat.

With a sense of urgency, Jeff propped himself up with one arm and swiftly covered Tatyana's exposed lower half. His hands moving faster than his thoughts as he pulled her swimsuit back into place to shield her away from the open. He then wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling her close to his bare chest as they both caught their breaths together in under the shining moon.

"Was that good, darlin'?" he asked, placing a kiss on the top of her head.

He heard a soft giggle leave Tatyana's lips as she looked up at him with a sly grin "That was truly, somethin', somethin' I've never done with someone I just met, at least."

Jeff couldn't help but smile, giving her another head kiss as they laid there for a while before Tatyana spoke up again.

"But, you know what I can't wait for ?" She asked the mischievous glint coming back into her eyes.

"What's that, beautiful?" he replied playfully.

But before she could speak, a drunk voice started wailing into the distance. The voice was filled with annoyance and the words were slurred as if the person was completely drunk.

"TATYANA! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Panic quickly flooded through Jeff as he quickly removed his arms, realizing the person was close, but Tatyana's movements were also move away from him. Mirroring the same wave of anxiety.

There was more fear in her gaze though, as if she recognized the voice.

Tatyana quickly got up for her towel, stuffing it in her bag before moving towards the one Jeff was laying on, practically moving him off the ground.

"We need to go......now."

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི • Some of these imagines may be a little awkward at first because some of these wrestlers are awkward (in a cute way no shade).   

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི • Fun Fact: This imagine was 19 pages in my notebook and 19 on my computer- I be overthinking when it comes to my writing-

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  ྀི • I hope you guys enjoyed the beach scene ;), Kevin Nash is next!

~ 𝔍𝔞𝔷𝔷𝔶 ʚ🍓ɞ

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Moment | Jafar

"It all began with a lamp and a fantasy..."

The Arabian palace was humungous. It could take atleast 200 guests to stay in. The architecture was out of this world; one of a kind. The food was magnificent. The chefs worked day and night and could make anything you wanted them to at any time. The soldiers were the best of the best. They could stop anyone who tried to come in and intrude. Except for Aladdin, he was the smartest streetrat ever.

After the hoodlum created himself a fiasco by taking the magic lamp and turning himself into a prince to lure Jasmine, Jafar had to do some things that people wouldn't be proud of. Things like taking the lamp and locking Jasmine and her father away. And hypnosising the entire palace staff to do whatever he says. And make a wish turning him into the most powerful man on earth at large.

Jafar had the extravagant palace all to himself. No queen by his side or anyone to talk to. Here he was thinking about his next move. He was tired of being second best.

"I'm the king of the world and yet I'm still bored," Jafar admits to himself.

Ever since he became the most powerful man on earth it's been lonely at the top. He has no one to speak to but his parrot and the genie. Not even the servants and staff he orders around because they're trapped in the sunken place. Jafar had some pleasure with Jasmine and multiple other women but nothing excited him the way that he wanted.

He had all of the money, sex, and power that he could ever wish for.

Jafar wanted someone who could read his mind inside and out. Someone who could help him take away all of his pain and let out all of his emotions into.

"You can always use another wish to fulfill your fantasies, " the blue mystical giant says.

"What should I do?" Jafar asks knowing the genie's rules.

"I can't tell you want to do. How about you make a wish. You know the words to say."

Genie wouldn't say it out loud with Jafar being his master but he missed Aladdin. He never had a friend like him. Yes, he wanted to become a prince but it was because of his love for Jasmine. He wasn't like the other master's that he had. Jafar was the worst one yet. So typical at that.

The Genie has three rules: he cannot kill anyone, he cannot make people fall in love with each other, and he cannot revive the dead.

The unwritten and unsaid rule was making your wish as specific as possible. You can only have three wishes and you don't want to waste it.

Jafar grabbed the golden lamp putting his palm against it back and forth.

"I want a melanin goddess that can give me an experience of a lifetime wear it'll be a moment but feel like eternity." He continued to rub the lamp as he thought. "Something that no one else has ever experience."

He finally let go of the magical lamp then the magic began to happen.

"Yes, master. Your wish is my command." The God-like blue Genie then folded his shackled arms creating this magical brown storm with beautiful golden specks. The wind damn near blew everything away. It was so strong and powerful.

Jafar got excited to see what would happen next. He held on the the edge of his throne as he watched his wish manifest slowly.

There were colors and different hues of browns and reds swishing around in a tornado along with sparkles. Then it ceased out of nowhere. The Genie was back in the lonely lamp where he belonged. The sidekick parrot of his flew off somewhere.

"My name is Victoria and I am here for fulfill all of your fantasies," the goddess says before him.

"She's perfect, " Jafar says in awe of her. "Gorgeous brown skin, amazing body, and that sweet sultry tone." He smirks as he gets up from his throne.

He admires her in the brown lingerie accessoried with gold jewels.

"I got a feeling that you brought me to you.." she smirked at him as she walks up the stairs to the throne. They were now inches apart from eachother.

Jafar licked his lips as he gazed into her deep brown eyes that started to turn gold. She then kissed his lips caressing his beard as he felt on her body. The world they were now in began to change into this abstract gold and red one.

His fantasy was now coming to life. The goddess was very much real. He could touch her, feel her, and he felt even more powerful.

"I wanna get inside of you," Jafar says in a lustful tone as his hands wander her body.

"You do?" The goddess says in a low sweet voice teasing him.

"I do," Jafar whispers tugging her body to his shirtless body. The goddess felt on his built physique admiring his toned muscles.

"This is your moment," she whispers back to him.

Before he knew it he was in this beautiful bedroom with brown silk sheets and golden decor.

Jafar was laid down in the bed in awe of the melanin goddess with his brown skin glistening. His abs flexed as he breathed in nervousness. There were just enough chest hairs on his body.

She then crawled her way onto the bed teasingly slow. He watched her in excitement biting his bottom lip.

"Tell me how bad you want me," Victoria says as she sits on his lap with her hands trailing his physique. He liked how her nails we done in brown and gold. Everything about her was sexy.

"I want you so bad," Jafar breathes out trailing his hand up and down her body once again.

He looked into her deep brown eyes once again watching them turn golden before she kissed him.

The room was turning into red sand. The walls were dropping right before them. There was nothing left instead of the bed.

Jafar kissed on the Victoria's neck inhaling her shea butter sent as he unveiled her robe. He hugged her body closed to his worship her like the goddess she was. He was feigning for her badly. He didn't want this to end.

His lips trailed down her cleavage as he unclipped her bra. Jafar felt a satisfaction in hearing her moan from his teasing pecks. He continued to worship her body by massaging the fall of her back.

Jafar was desperately in love with her. If he didn't want to save his last wish for something else, he would make Victoria his wife. But that's the price that he has to pay.

It's like Victoria's body was calling his name. It was saying 'I want you inside me' the more and more they went further.

The goddess stuck her tongue down his throat pinning Jafar's arms against the bed.

Usually in bed, Jafar would be the alpha but this was different. Victoria then rose up ready to ride his magic carpet. With her hands trailing down his upper body, she rose up with a smirk. Jafar so was in love that he didn't notice that she was in cuffs.

"Victoria..." Jafar moaned out softly.

The goddess thrusted her body onto his satisfying him. Jafar let out a grunt in amusement. He let himself become mesmerized by her. He let the golden specks on her eyes and the soft cries on her voice take all control of her.

Jafar loved how she let out moans as she took him in.

"Pussy so good..." he moaned out.

The goddess let out her last moan yelling his name to the fullest. She fucked his so good that he could cry Jafar hit his climax letting out his last husky grunt.

"I'm gonna—I'm gonna cum..." he breathed as he nutted in her.

Victoria then gave him one last kiss grabbing his soft beard with her hand then letting go. She smirked sliding out of him and put the rest of her lingerie on.

She then walked away leaving Jafar in the cuffs as the bed disappeared.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked her. Victoria turned back around and smirked at him charmingly. "And why am I in cuffs?" He added.

Victoria laughed silently to herself. "Moments over." She said before strutting away in the red sand as Jafar sank deeply in it.

"Wait..." he cried out. "We can't be done yet." He fell deeper and deeper into the dark whole.

Before Jafar knew it, he was back in his lonely Palace. He already began to miss the melanin goddess.

The Genie laughed to himself in his tiny living space. 

"He didn't day what kind of goddess. Gotta be more specific than that!" He cracked up.

Victoria was a jaguar melanin goddess. One that kept many men sinking into the floor after she was done with them leaving them wanting more. It was her specialty.

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