#braun strowman fanfic

[colesterstrudel]

Look, Laura, I have thought thots and had dreams and hyperfocused on some absolutely WILD AF SHIT in my day, but at no point have I ever felt the need to indulge in a braun strowman/big show non-con shower fic. NOPE.

That one's for you, you can keep that one, I'm gonna be in the corner crying over MY forever-haunting-me fanfic. (The Steenerico snuff fic that was posted and deleted within three days, like, what the fuck was that, I get that it's in character for Kevin "Antichrist" Steen, but my brain read that once and hasn't let it go SINCE)

THE WHAT FIC 😭😭😭😭

Why are fics so powerful in the most negative ways sometimes omg

[vamp-doll-diva]

Dream of You - a WWE fanfiction

Title: Dream of You Author: vamp_doll/vamp_doll_diva Characters/Pairings: Braun Strowman (Adam Scherr)/OC, Alexa Bliss, Bray Wyatt, Randy Orton, Dana Brooke, Mandy Rose, Naomi (Trinity), Lana, (more to come)

Rating: M Category: Romance/General Summary: Scarlett Rose, or Rosie as her family knew her, has been in the WWE for a few years. After a number of failed relationships she vowed to be single forever. Still, that didn’t stop her from developing crushes. And her crush for Adam “Braun Strowman” Scherr was huge. Still she would never speak on it until one ride with Lexi “Alexa Bliss” led to the confession of the crush to her bestie. And while Lexi wanted to hook the two up, they ended up together by a chance meeting one morning in the gym.

Chapter 1 @ fanfiction.net

[missambrose16]

Caught

Word Count: 2,825

Pairings: Braun Strowman x Reader 

Warnings: Smut and swearing 

Plot: Reader has been keeping a secret from her injured boyfriend, that is until he finds out.

Tag List: @hardcorewwetrash @alyhull @filthyshieldmaiden

Being in a relationship with the Monster Among Men, Braun Strowman has been the best thing that’s happened to you. It’s almost like you’re perfect together. You’re in sync all time. It’s like you share a strong relationship of two twins. He knows how to make you happy and how to take care of you. Your relationship is going great. Well, there is one thing. You haven’t been completely honest with him and yourself too really. Braun’s the type of guy that can get whatever he wants with anyone and he knows that. He’s also really determined and when he wants something he won’t stop until he gets it. That’s why you have to do it, you see? You have to do it because of his safety.

Braun’s been out of commission for a month now and his elbow is healing up nicely. He still has pain here and there but it’s getting better. He still goes to physical therapy every day and is showing some real signs of improvement. But that’s just it. That’s where the problem comes. He’s able to move around more and pick up heavier things with just his right arm. “The problem?”, you may ask is that with a month without having any sex is driving him crazy. He knows how you feel about it. If his arm is still in that sling then he’s not healed and if he’s not healed, then you won’t let him do it. You just care for him and want him to get better. You want to see him get back in the ring again. You wouldn’t want something as small like having sex to injure him any more than he is.

That’s why you tell him that sex is off limits. That’s goes without saying you can’t touch each other. You’ve given him multiple blowjobs and handjobs but that still isn’t enough for him. Understand that before his injury, sex was an everyday thing for both of you. Now that he can’t have it he’s really bummed out about it. On the contrary, you miss it too but, you won’t throw caution to the wind. That’s why you continue with your secret. You touch yourself without him around. You know it sounds silly but it’s for his own good. He won’t get hurt and that’s why you do it.

Braun’s been gone at the gym today on his own again. You always want to go and support him but it’s something that he’d rather do on his own and you have to respect that. It’s something that he wants to get right by himself. You just got out of the shower when you started to ache. Not being able to have sex with him has taken a toll on you as well. It also sucks that you have to use just your fingers. You could use toys but he would find them easily. Your fingers trailed down to your pussy. You backed up against the counter. You opened your legs and licked your fingers before bringing them to your throbbing clit. You threw your head back and moaned. Your core tightened, the pleasure feels too good that you might faint but you continue to massage that sensitive bud.

Your other hand reached up to grab your breast. You gasped. Your right hand skillfully worked your clit as the left played with your nipple. You bit your lip and shut your eyes. The pleasure was almost too much to bear. Your knees started to buckle. You grabbed onto the counter and lifted yourself up to sit on it. You laid back against the mirror, spreading your legs wide open. Your breathing grew heavy as your hand flew back down to your clit. “Fuck, baby.” You moaned. “You see what I have to do?” You pinched your nipple making you jolt and let out a cry. “Making me sit here and play with my pussy because of that arm of yours.”

Your fingers played in your wetness. Your finger started to poke at your entrance. You bit your lip and moaned as your finger started to fill you up. You looked down to see your fingers fuck your pussy. You moaned you’re fingers brushing against your g-spot. You let out a cry as you slipped another finger in. Your hand working faster into your pussy you almost felt like crying because the pleasure was so great. Moans spilled out of your mouth now and filled the bathroom. Your other hand came down to circle your clit. Your legs started to shake. “Holy shit, Braun,” you moaned. “All I want is your c-cock deep inside m-me, fucking me until I’m nothing.” You slurred. Your fingers worked quickly, fucking into you faster.

You moaned loudly and threw your head back against the mirror, thanking God that it didn’t break. Your moans grew louder and your breathing got heavier. You felt that familiar pull on your core. You weren’t going to last long. Your fingers fucked into you at lightning speed. Sweat started to bead on your skin your hair in your face you were a mess. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna—“ Just then a deep voice filled the room and shook you out of your trance. Your orgasm now ruined.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” You opened your eyes to see him standing there leaning against the doorway on his good arm. He didn’t look too thrilled to see you naked and a sweaty mess on the bathroom counter. You stared at him as your chest heaved up and down as you tried to steady your breathing. It didn’t help much by the way he was looking at you. That scary look that lets everyone know not to fuck with him. His dark eyes stared into yours. He didn’t say a word, he just looked at you with those eyes. You looked down. “Look at me.” He spoke softly. Your eyes stayed on the ground. The guilt suffocating you. “Look at me!” He yelled. You jumped at the volume of his voice. Your eyes immediately locked with his. You felt your stomach twist. His expression, not one to be messed with.

You knew he would get angry. That’s why you didn’t tell him about your secret sessions. “So this is what you’ve been doing?” He spoke. You just stared at him, your words failing to come out of your mouth. You sat with your hands tucked between your legs. You’re eyebrows furrowed together, a pout resting on your lips. “Answer me, girl.” His voice was a deep growl now. You can tell that he was getting more frustrated every time you didn’t speak. You’re a bold girl and you would never let anyone get the upper hand on you but when Braun gets like this you know you have to tread lightly.

“Yes—“ you tried to whisper. “So I can hear you.” He spoke over you. “Yes.” You spoke louder. “But it was only because I—“ You tried to explain yourself before he put his hand up making you stop. You looked at him through your eyelashes not wanting to make full eye contact with his scary serious face. He pointed down to the floor by his feet. “Now.” Your heart started racing. You knew your punishment was coming but you didn’t want to make him angrier by stalling. You slowly slid off the counter and slowly walked towards him, almost tiptoeing like you were afraid to wake up a beast. You stopped when you were in front of him. You looked up to see him looking down at you. “Explain yourself.” Your eyes widened before you frowned. When you do something really wrong he would make you tell your side of the story before handling you.

You looked down at your feet, “I just didn’t want to bring more harm to your elbow by having sex. So I started to take care of myself. I didn’t want to tell you because I knew you’d be upset with me.” He nodded and for a second you thought he understood. You softly smiled. “Go in there and wait on the bed. On all fours. You can do that, can’t you?” He spoke. You scoffed. You felt your blood start to boil as a sudden burst of anger and confidence possessed you. “What?! No way! I told you that I cared about your wellbeing. That should be a good enough reason!” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him. You had to use your other hand to stop yourself from hitting his bad arm and from smacking your face into his chest. “You will go in there and do what I told you, little girl. Or I can make this so much worse for you than it already is.”

You stared at him. His eyes seemed like they were almost shaking. You ripped your arm away from him and pushed past him. Before crouching down on the bed like he told you. You heard the bathroom door shut. You peeked over your shoulder to see the room empty. You could hear the sink running. The door opened again. You heard him walk towards you. You felt his overwhelming presence behind you. His arm wrapped around your waist and dragged you to the edge of the bed. He stood you up before sitting down in front of you. He laid you over his lap. You grunted as you tried to sit up. You gasped as you felt his hand come down hard on your ass. Forcing you back down.

He doesn’t hit that hard.

“How many?” He spoke. “What?” You asked you let out a yelp as you felt another. “How many do you deserve?” He said rubbing you. You gulped. “Five.” You groaned. He chuckled, you looked back at him. “Ten.” He spoke. You propped yourself up on his knee. “Ten?!” You shrieked. “Judging on how hard you hit me I wouldn’t be able to—“ You felt him grab a handful of your hair before yanking you up to him. “You will do ten. I suggest you watch that mouth when I tell you to do something, baby girl.” He growled before shoving you back down on his lap. You huffed. “Count them and thank me.” You rolled your eyes and nodded. You felt the sting of the first hit, you hissed. “One, thank you.” You groaned. You felt three hard and quick hits to your ass making you scream and squirm. “Did you forget who you were talking to, little girl?” He growled.

“No, daddy.” You moaned. He smiled and hit you once more. “F-five.” You sniffed. Your ass began to sting. “Thank you, daddy.” His reign of hits came each one harder than the next one. You moaned you screamed, you squirmed to get away. When you were done tears were rolling down your face. Braun sat you up onto his lap. You rest your hands on his shoulders. “Aw,” He used his thumbs to wipe away your tears. “Did it hurt?” You nodded. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson because we’re just getting started.” He smirked. You felt his hand glide down your ass, his finger poking your entrance. You squeezed your eyes shut and moaned. His finger pushed further into you. You gripped onto his shoulders. “Feels good, hmm?” He smirked. You shot him a glare. “Behave, girly. Or I can walk right out of here and leave you shaking and soaking wet. With no chance of coming.”

You didn’t want your punishment, but you did want you to get your rocks off. You came this far and you still wanted to cum, badly. You felt his fingers slide into you, immediately they pressed up against your g-spot. You jolted and gasped. He smirked and fucked his fingers into you roughly not being gentle with you at all. He wanted to see a different side of you. He wanted to see the control he had over you the power he had over you. You started to shake as your eyes began to disappear behind your eyelids. Your moans came rolling out of you as his fingers worked violently inside you. You knew you weren’t going to last long. Your orgasm once again came creeping up on you.

“I’m gonna cum.” You moaned, concentrating on your pleasure. You felt empty as he pulled his fingers out of you. You looked at him. “What?” You asked. He looked at you. “You actually thought I was going to let you cum? You’ve been sitting here all day playing with that pussy of yours while I’ve been working on my arm. You’ve come more than enough, you can wait. Get up and lay on your back.” You did what you were told and laid down. He pulled you the edge of the bed so he was standing. His hand spread your legs apart. You jolted as you felt his thumb massage your clit. “You doubted me as a man, baby girl. You didn’t believe that I could satisfy you? Is that it?” He growled. You shook your head. “No, I didn’t. I just didn’t want you to hurt your arm, daddy.” You pouted.

He chuckled as a smirk crept on his face. You felt his large hand rest on your neck. He leaned close to you. He leaned down more and more the weight of his body rested on your neck. You whimpered. “My arm’s fine, girly. But you won’t be.” He thrust into you violently making you scream. He wouldn’t let you catch a break as he fucked into you at an alarming rate. You moaned and whined, your hands wrapped around his forearm. You felt like you were melting. It’s been weeks since he’s been inside you. “You want me to stop so you can go back to fucking yourself, hmm?” He hissed. You shook your head. “No? You were the one who ignored me and all my signs for the past month. Where are they at now, huh? Admit it, Y/N, you’ve been aching for me and my cock, haven’t you?” You nodded and moaned, your eyes rolled back into your head. The pleasure was proving to be too much for you.

A month of not taking his dick has made it seem like you were feeling him for the first time. You sat up and kissed him. Indeed, he was shocked but he kissed you back. You reached out and pinched his nipple. You know how sensitive they are to him because of his piercings. He groaned out loud his hips stuttering to a stop. He glared down at you. Your vision was hazy, you’re cheeks hot and flushed. A thin layer of sweat covered your body. He looked down at your body. His eyes came back up to meet yours. “You’re enjoying your punishment too much, little girl.” You moved your hips against him and moaned. “You call this a punishment? This is no better than a casual fuck.” You said trying to rile him up.

He grunted. “I know what you’re trying to do, baby girl and it’s not gonna work. Like I said before you better watch that mouth of yours.” He pinched your clit as he fucked deep into you. You screamed with pleasure. You felt your core tighten you knew your orgasm was coming close. Your pussy tightened around him. “Gonna cum already? Not taking my dick for a while has made you greedy, huh? I’m gonna have to train you all over again.” “I’m gonna cum!” You moaned. “Cum all over my cock, Y/N. Fuck!” You moaned his name as you both came down from your orgasm. You laid there, panting and sweating. He sat at the edge of the bed. You crawled over behind him and wrapped your arms loosely around his neck.

“I really was thinking about your arm. I thought it was for the best to avoid you so I wouldn’t hurt you.” You whispered. “And what does this prove to you, huh?” He groaned. “Still think I’m weak? Still think I can’t hold my own?” You shook your head. “I never thought that.” He moved to stand up. “Then what did you think?! That I can’t handle you without two arms, that I can’t do anything? If you think that then you’re just like everyone else who doubts me. Remember, toots, I bounced back the first time I wrecked my elbow, and I’ll do it again.”

You looked up at him from the bed. “You proved me wrong, baby. All I can do is apologize and acknowledge that you’re no different with two arms let alone one.” He looked down at you and smiled softly. “Thanks.” He whispered. You stood up and kissed him. He tried to grab you as you walked away. You turned to look at him before walking into the bathroom. “Aren’t you gonna get in the shower?”

[adamcoled]

running late | braun strowman

braun strowman x reader

day 6/25:

“you can’t run so it’ll be faster if i just carry you”

Being in WWE meant exhausting schedules and a profound love for any bit of sleep you can get. That being said, it made complete sense that when you heard your alarm go off at 8 o’clock in the morning, you pressed snooze to prolong your rest for a little longer. When you looked over and saw Braun was still fast asleep, it was far too compelling to stay in the comfortable bed with him rather than begin the hectic day.

You and Braun had a 10 A.M. flight to catch, but you figured you’d only sleep for thirty more minutes or so, and everything would work out fine. You trusted both your own body and Braun’s alarm to wake you up; however, you should have known he’s terrible at setting alarms, usually relying on you to make sure he’s up in time. He would certainly crumble without you.

Unfortunately, neither of those things happened, and when you did wake up, you glanced at the clock and saw the time in bright red. 9:25. The airport wasn’t too far away, however neither of you had even gotten dressed and you had no way of knowing what traffic would be like.

“Shit, shit, shit,” you mumbled, tossing the blanket off and springing to your feet, “Braun, wake up.”

“Tired,” he replied, groggy and half-asleep. You walked over to his side of the bed and placed your hands in his, attempting to pull him up despite how useless you knew the tactic would be.

“Come on, babe,” you groaned, still pulling. “We overslept and we’ve got 30 minutes to catch our flight.”

His eyes finally shot open to meet yours and he had to resist the urge to pull you down to the bed and close his eyes once more. If it was up to him, he would have disregarded the flight entirely and persuaded you to stay in the warm hotel bed with him. However, you were excited to return to your home and lay in your own bed, but that would be delayed if you missed this flight.

“We don’t even have enough time to get food,” Braun realized, his only concern with the situation. You weren’t interested in dealing with hangry Braun during the flight, though you knew it was much too risky to try squeezing in time for breakfast.

“Well maybe we would have time if you set alarms,” you pointed, throwing on the first outfit you could find in your messy suitcase. You stepped into the bathroom to brush your teeth and hair, and a few seconds later he joined you as well, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you off the ground.

“I guess I should stop relying on your alarms,” he grinned, earning a look of agreement from you before he set you back down.

From there, it was a race to get ready, clothing being shoved into bags and eyes constantly meeting the clock. Finally, you were all packed up and you and Braun quickly made for the car, the time now 9:34. The airport was only 15 minutes away, luckily, but you were still fearful you wouldn’t make it in time. The only positive thing you could gain from missing your flight was being able to grab some food to satisfy Braun’s monster hunger, but even that wasn’t enough to entice you.

When you reached the airport at 9:48, you were confident you would make your flight – even if you were cutting it extremely close – and your heartrate had calmed down significantly. Once you had gone through the regular airport routine, the two of you were making a mad dash, weaving through people.

“Stop,” Braun randomly said, coming to a stand-still. “You can’t run so it’ll be faster if I just carry you.”

You gave him a perplexed look, utterly confused by his words. “What are you talking about? I can run just fine,” you responded, prepared to resume your trek. You never got the chance to do so because Braun scooped you up into his arms, people staring as he carried you throughout the airport.

“Just let me carry you, ‘lright?”

There weren’t any objections after that; if Braun wanted to carry you, then you would let him. You were, admittedly, a little embarrassed by the amount of looks you were definitely getting, but he seemed to be basking in it. The smile he proudly wore told it all; he was having the time of his life carrying you with so many people watching.

“You’re loving this,” you commented, laughing as he nodded immediately. He put you down as you were boarding, albeit very reluctantly, and once you were seated he pulled the top of your head to his lips.

“You should let me carry you more often,” he suggested, only partly as a joke.

“I have perfectly functional legs,” you giggled, watching him pout like a child who’d just been denied candy, “but I might just have to take you up on that offer anyway.”

And after that, you watched his face light right back up, You weren’t sure how anyone could actually find him intimidating, because to you, he was just a big teddy bear who wanted to carry you – and who were you to turn that down?

[imaginexwwe]

If Anything He’s More Like A Big Teddy Bear (BRAUN STROWMAN)

This request came in from @deanswife010114 for some Braun

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Reader’s new boyfriend Braun meets her parents for the first time and the parents have some concerns: FLUFF

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Warnings: NONE

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Y/N inhaled deeply after hearing the doorbell ring.

“Okay.” She said letting the deep breath she’d just taken, out. “Here we go.”

She slowly unlocked the door, opening it soon after. “Braun?” She said when she was standing face to face with her boyfriend. She pulled him in. “I thought you were my parents.”

“I could tell by the look on your face, babe.”

Braun leaned down for a kiss which Y/N graciously accepted.

Y/N slowly pulled her lips away from Braun’s. “What are you even doing here, though? I didn’t even know you were gonna be in town.”

The last time she’d talked to her boyfriend he was still in whatever city he and the other WWE superstars had to be at for the show.

“I got a little free time and I wanted to fly out to spend it with you.”

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at what he’s just said. “Aww. That’s so sweet Braun but…” She sighed. “I wish you would’ve told me, because my parents are coming over for dinner and–”

“Y/N!” she heard her mom’s voice, and looked over to see them in the doorway.

How did they even get in?

Y/N mentally shook her head.

Must have left the door open she thought.

“Mom! Dad!” Y/N called out to them greeting them with open arms.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Her dad said, giving her a hug followed by a kiss on her head.

She then went to do the same with her mom, but her mom’s focus was elsewhere.

On Braun to be exact.

Y/N bit her lip as she watched her mom go over to Braun.

“Oh, and whose this?” She heard her mom ask, as she looked back at her, then back to Braun.

Y/N bit down harder on her lip. “My um.. he’s my…” Y/N stuttered.

“I’m her boyfriend.” Braun spoke, saving his girlfriend. “It’s nice to finally meet you. I can’t tell you how long I’ve been wanting to do this, but it’s so hard to get back home with my schedule.” He explained with a smile.

Y/N sighed relieved Braun was so quick with his words.

“Thank you.” She mouthed to Braun, receiving a nod in response.

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“So, you’re that wrestler from tv, right?” Her dad asked questioning Braun. “That Man of Monsters?”

Y/N frowned looking down at her plate.

Is her dad serious?

Man of Monsters?

That doesn’t even make sense, she wanted to scream out.

Braun chuckled lightheartedly. “Actually it’s Monster Among Men.”

Her dad nodded, responding with a chuckle of his own. “My mistake.”

It was now her mother’s voice that was heard. “So you’re into wrestlers now, Y/N…” She said staring her daughter down. “Isn’t that a bit scary? Especially their size?”

Y/N almost spit out the sip she’d just taken from her drink, while her dad looked at his with with a hint of shame in his eyes.

“His size?”

Y/N’s mom nodded. “Yes honey, he’s not a normal size man.” She said sounding proud of what she was saying. “What if he hurts you?”

That’s it, Y/N thought.

She was ready to explode.

She put her glass down, and began to make her way up from her seat, but before she was full up, she felt Braun’s hand on her thigh.

She looked over at him as he motioned with his head for her to sit back down.

“Mrs. Y/L/N…” Braun started. “You have nothing to worry about. I’m not gonna do anything to hurt your daughter. In any way. I love her too much to do that.” He assured her politely.

Y/N smiled leaning over placing a kiss in Braun’s cheek.

“He’s right mom. You don’t have to worry.” Y/N giggled calming down. “If anything, he’s like a big teddy bear. That whole monster thing is just a facade.” She told her finally getting her confidence back.

Her mom smiled taking in what her daughter and Braun had just told her. “And for my previous comment, I am sorry.” She raised her glass. “Welcome to the family.”

[writtingrose]

20 day’s of Kinks Master list;

The list

Day 1; Spanking with Jordan Devlin

Day 2; Hair Pulling with Jordan Devlin

Day 3; Bondage with Drew McIntyre

Day 4; Threesome with Drew McIntyre and Aleister Black

Day 5; Lingerie with Elias

Day 6; Roleplay with Elias

Day 7; Orgasm Permission/Denial with Seth

Day 8; Voyeurism with Aleister

Day 9: Exhibition with Finn

Day 10; Dominance with Drew

Day 11; Breeding with Elias

Day 12; Temperature with Elias

Day 13; Food with Finn

Day 14; Knife with Seth - Part 2

Day 15; Blindfold with Undertaker

Day 16; DD/LG with Becky

Day 17; Concentual Non-Con with Undertaker

Day 18; Anal with Finn

Day 19; Biting with Seth

Day 20; Collaring with Drew

[sophiewolfheart-blog]

Christmas Feelings

with Braun Strowman

Braun x Sophie

Angst and sweet fluff

Rose’s Christmas Writing Challenge

Word count: 1075

It was Christmas Eve day, all the homes were lit up with beautiful Christmas lights and decorations. A white truck pulls up to a cute, Ireland style, stone made home. A young woman named Sophie hops out and says goodbye to her family. She goes inside to the vacant home, her cat jumps onto the couch and she pets them. Her eyes seemed distant as she walks from the living room of the house to her bathroom. After a hot shower, she walked to her room and lays in bed.

Sophie curled up looking up at the ceiling. She was all alone since her best friend/roommate left to spend Christmas with her lover and family. She turned on her tv to watch a movie. However she felt even more lonely as an hour passed. Dark thoughts began to dance in her head. A single voice of doubt was playing tricks with her heart. “Seems it’s going to be a rather lonely Christmas for you! Not even the man you like is gonna come around. Too shy to even ask! Why would he want a pathetic thing like you?”

Sophie presses her face into her pillow. Tears roll down her cheeks as she sniffles. She hates when her self hate and doubt kick in like this. She knows others care about her, it just hurts to be alone. Yes one can enjoy their own space, but during such a joyous times such as Christmas, she can’t help feeling lonely and crave another’s presence.

Soon she looked at her phone screen for a moment. Gazing at the smiling face of Braun Stroman, the goofball of a redneck holding up a big bass he caught. She smiles seeing his bright smile that seems to brighten her mood. Thinking on it she pulls up her contacts and calls the “Monster Among Men”. After two rings she heard his deep baritone voice that always sends shivers down her spine. “Sophie? I thought you were with your family tonight.”

“No Adam, they had to leave early and brought me back to my house. Rose is gone as well.” Braun smiles hearing her say his real name, then he frowns a little. “So you are all alone? On Christmas Eve?” She rubs her arm looking away from the phone. “Yea. Pretty much.” She rubs her eyes trying to keep the moistness from spilling from her eyes. “And...well….Adam? Could you….” she started to tear up as she felt the isolation close in. Braun grew concerned and sat up a little more. He heard a soft sniffle and a shudder of a breath. “Sophie?”

“Adam...Please, come over. I don’t want to spend Christmas alone.” Braun could hear the sadness in her voice. “Okay, sweetheart. I will be over there in an hour.” Sophie smiles as she held back a soft whimper of joy. “Thank you.” He hung up and got to packing a few bags and gather the gifts he wanted to give his favorite little woman. He gets in his truck and starts heading toward Sophie’s home.

Sophie got up and was making coffee, she always loved having coffee when she was stressed. She hums softly as she goes to the fridge to grab her creamer. She sat comfortably on the couch watching an old movie she loved still as an adult. Soon she heard a knock and went to answer it. A smile brightens her face as she looked up at Braun. “Hey, thank you for coming.”

Braun smiles as he walks inside with his bags. “Of course! No one should be alone on Christmas.” A smirk plays on his lips as he smelled the coffee. “Already got your comfort drink?” Sophie blushes rubbing her arm. “Yea, it really does help.” He smiles before he kneels and hugged her close. “It’s okay Sophie, I’m here now.” His hand gently strokes her hair, his hug was strong as well as gentle.

Sophie held back tears as she hugged him tight. Soon the two had gotten comfortable on the couch together, watching a Christmas movie. Braun had his arm wrapped around her, keeping her close. She nuzzles his chest gently as her hands relax against his stomach. “How are you so warm?” He laughs gently looking over at her. His eyes look over her with pure adoration, her sweet smile and beautiful eyes seem to stare into his soul.

“I just am sweetheart, gotta be to keep little cuties like you warm.” He cuddles her closer against him, causing her to giggle as he pulled her into his lap. She sits up and blushes lightly, Braun held her hips as he gazed up at her. Sophie felt a drop of courage as she leans closer to him. “Adam? Would you...ever consider d..dating me?”

Braun raised his eyebrow a for a moment before a bright smile appears upon his face. “Well yes! I mean who wouldn’t want a woman with the body of a goddess like you?” Sophie blushed bright pink as she hugs herself. “Even when that body is fat?” She yelps as his hand spanks her ass. He sits up and growls softly. “Don’t you call yourself that anymore! You are the most beautiful young woman I ever met! And your heart adds to that beauty! Your so kind and full of love that it is contagious!”

He cups her face and looked into her eyes. “Which is why I felt you deserved better than me. Someone who could treat you better. However now I see I was wrong. I have fallen hopelessly in love with you.” He pulled her into a deep kiss, his arms wrapping around her tightly. Sophie was shocked and shudders a bit before she pressed into the kiss.

Braun moans softly as he pulls back with a smile. “Sophie, I would love to take you on a date.” Sophie Smiles happily as she cuddles back against him. “I would love that Adam.” They share another kiss before they spend the rest of their Christmas watching movies.

Braun could feel his little love falling asleep, so he picked her up and took her to bed. Stripping naked, the new lover’s cuddle under the many soft blankets. Braun gently strokes her hair as they both fell asleep. The “Monster Among Men” held his darling close during that wonderful Christmas night.

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This is my second entry to @writtingrose Christmas Challenge. And it was proof read by the wonderful @xladyxfatex I hope it is good! Enjoy the reading!

[emaino]

Had forgotten that I started a Dom!Braun x Sub!Roman fic...should really finish it.

[vamp-doll-diva]

The Wrestler and the Rapper - WWE/Eminem fanfiction

Title: The Wrestler and the Rapper Author: vamp_doll/vamp_doll_diva Characters/Pairings: Eminem-Marshall Mathers/OC, Adam “Braun Strowman” Scherr/OC (past), Sasha Banks, Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, Alexa Bliss, Carmella, Shotzi Blackheart, Sonya Deville, Zelina Vega, Nattie Neidheart, Trinity “Naomi” Fatu, etc.

Rating: M Category: Romance/Drama Summary: Alison had been in the WWE for years. She was friends with many. She loved what she did. So, it was completely heartbreaking to her when she was told she would have to hang her boots up. A career ending neck injury. Alison was always so careful. One wrong move, though, and that was it for her. She cried herself to sleep for a week. All her friends felt terrible. So, they banded together to try to cheer her up. A trip to the Superbowl later, and Alison is now suddenly in a relationship with Marshall "Eminem" Mathers. He learns of Alison's hidden talents and vows to help her get her life in order. They have an instant connection from the start. This leads to a serious relationship between the two. And a new life for Alison. Marshall could be the one to change her life forever. 

Chapter 1

[missambrose16]

Oof🥵

[rocknrolleigns]

It’s every man for himself... right?

[empireofwrestlemania]

A Mermaid’s Wish - Chapter 12

While Adrianna was preparing the tea, Braun caught up with Laura. The elf seemed rather unsettled when she opened the door and spotted the huge man on the other end, but after Laura reassured her that he was with her, and that he was here to help, she allowed him to enter.

Laura retold the story once again, with Braun adding in his own details as they sipped their tea. The elven woman seemed most fascinated with all that they had to say, sitting right at the edge of her seat. When they finished telling their story, she set down her teacup and returned to the table that held the large map, placing one hand on either side of the table and gazing down at the map.

“I’ve been tracking a cart,” she said in a soft voice. “Looks like a merchants cart as far as I can tell, except they never seem to stop in towns long enough to sell their goods. Nobody seems to know who they are or what they’re doing, only that they travel all across the Empire.”

“...what does this have to do with Laura’s friend?” asked Braun rather bluntly.

“Well, as I mentioned, I’ve been tracking their movements,” she said, smiling. “I know that they’re headed West in the Wooded Kingdom, at least last I heard - if my hunch is correct, they’ve got something to do with Sasha’s disappearance. The timeline is matching up - they’ve been present for countless disappearances over the last several months.”

“So this cart, you think they’re responsible for the missing people?” asked Laura.

“I do,” said Adrianna, nodding. “The problem is that I don’t have any soldiers to attack them. I thought about hiring some mercenaries to do it, but I just don’t have the money for something like that.”

“Have you thought about appealing to the Emperor?” asked Braun, raising an eyebrow. “Or one of the Kings? That is their job, after all...”

“The Emperor wouldn’t waste resources on a hunch,” Adrianna said with a roll of her eyes. “Not a lot of the Kings would, either - King Rock, perhaps, or one of the Three Kings who rule over the Kingdom of Gold. Probably King John...but none of those Kings would have much jurisdiction unless the cart was actually in their Kingdom, and last I heard, it was heading West. We’d have to wait for it to turn around and make its way back to one of those Kingdoms...”

“That would take too long,” said Laura softly. “Sasha could be in danger.”

“She’s right,” Braun grunted. 

“Well, I’m all out of ideas,” Adrianna replied softly. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t be of more help.”

“No, you were quite helpful!” Laura said quickly. “If we find this cart, we find Sasha. So all we have to do is find the cart-”

“We?” asked Braun in a low voice. “You can barely walk, and I’m almost certain you don’t know how to fight.”

“Well-”

“No, don’t say anything,” he said, shaking his head. “There’s nothing more we can do, Laura. I say you cut your losses, maybe you and Adrianna write letters to the Kings warning them about that cart, and then you go home.”

“No, I can’t!” Laura said, her eyes widening. “I can’t go back without Sasha!”

“Well, you’re on your own,” Braun said, and he moved to stand up. Laura’s eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to protest again, but he turned and left. She stared after him in surprise, slowly turning towards Adrianna.

“I’m sorry,” Adrianna interjected quickly. “You should go after him, if it will help.”

Laura was quiet for a moment, contemplating her options. If she went after Braun, that would be admitting defeat - where would she even go once she’d managed to reconcile things with him? If she stayed, though, Adrianna could help her look for Sasha. They could contact the Kings, see if anyone was able or willing to help her - she couldn’t return to the ocean without Sasha, though, she knew that much.

“I think I’m going to stay,” she said in a low voice. Part of her was hurt at having to let Braun go like this - but then again, she reminded herself, he’d already made it clear that he didn’t trust her. He was only helping her because he felt like he had to... 

“Very well,” Adrianna said. “Where would you like to start, then? We could write to the Kings, or we could travel to the capital and meet with them ourselves - the Kingdom of Gold is where the cart is most likely to go next, they’ve been through here a lot.”

“We should go and see the Kings,” Laura replied with a definitive nod. “We can’t wait for the cart to go there, though - we’ve got to get them to help us hunt it down.” Briefly, she glanced towards the door, but then shook the feeling away. She had to push her thoughts of Braun aside, had to focus on finding Sasha...but it was going to be hard.

Characters included: @hardcorewwetrash @marvelingmissselina

Tagging: @macfizzle @she-reigns-in-this-yard @sonjashuterbugjohnson @sisteradelaide @queenreignsempire @panic-angel3314

[imaginexwwe]

#57 “Is That My Shirt?” (BRAUN STROWMAN)

These prompts are gonna be a bit shorter than my usually writting but hopefully still just as good lol

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#57 from the prompt list for @houndofjustice-imagines (Tasha)

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Warnings: NONE

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“Y/N…?” You heard Braun say your name almost instantly as you came downstairs.

“Hm?”

He narrowed his eyes at you as if he was trying to get a closer look at you. “Is that my shirt?”

You looked down at the shirt you were wearing and shrugged. “Nope.”

Your response got Braun out of his seat as he came over to you.

“That is my shirt, Y/N. Stop playing.”

Y/N scoffed. “I’m not playing.” She said putting air quotes around the word playing. “It’s my shirt, Braun. I’m the one wearing it. Besides…” She smirked. “It’s not like you’re ever getting it back. Cause wherever I go, the shirt goes.”

A loud groan came from Braun.

She’s ridiculous he thought shaking his head.

“Why are you being so difficult? Look just admit it’s my shirt. And I’ll let you keep it.” Braun tried to reason.

“Fine, you big baby.” Y/N spoke with a giggle. “It was your shirt.” She finished.

Braun should’ve known he wasn’t gonna get the answer he wanted.

Not from Y/N at least.

“Fine just take the shirt.” He said throwing his hands up in defeat.

Standing in her tippy toes Y/N leaned over whispering in his ear. “I told you I was gonna take it. You didn’t have to tell me. But thank you.” She finished, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.

[writtingrose]

Proposalmania

SUMMARY; Drew might have won the WWE Championship, but can he win you’re hand?

WARNINGS; fluff

REQUESTED BY; @mondaynightmcintyre @jackbarakatsguitar

BETA’S BY; none

WORD COUNT; 912

Wrestlemania was nothing like she expected it to be. Granted, she had known it would be different than years past for weeks. However, being there and seeing it first hand was still strange.

There was no crowd. No eighty thousand fans cheering for the stars, no glitz, no glamour; just the needed staff, a few extras, and the stars. Hell, when she thought about it, even she was lucky to be there. She wasn’t needed staff, just a girlfriend who wanted to watch her man win the title. And was lucky enough to be allowed to be there.

As the night went on and match after match passed, her nerves heightened more and more. There had been a lot of hype, a lot of talk, about this match and she wanted, just as much as everyone else, for him to pull off the win.

He bounced from foot to foot beside her as they waited for the ring to be cleared from the previous match.

“Nervous, babe?” She looked up at him, trying to keep her own shaking body still.

Drew just smirked down at her and shook his head.

“I’ve told ye lass, I’m not scared of him. He should be scared of me.” He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her back. “Take a deep breath, lass. Everything is going to be okay.”

“I’m nervous for you, babe. This is a big deal and I really want you to win it. I’m just… scared. What if you get hurt? Like, hurt.”

Drew chuckles and kisses her gently just as a crew member tapped his shoulder, telling him it was time.

“There’s always a chance I could get hurt, love. Just trust me it’ll all be okay.”

He caressed her cheek and kissed her again as his music started, leaving her no time to reply.

Truth was, he was nervous; but not for his match. No, he was as confident as he had been at the Rumble. Facing Brock was nothing to him. It was what he had planned for after the match that was almost enough to make his body shake. Yet he didn’t.

With a roll of his shoulders he entered the ring, focusing on the task at hand.

He stared Brock down the entire time the breast made his way to the ring. He couldn’t help but smirk, seeing the fear in Brock's eyes. This was Drew’s moment.

She watches from backstage as the bell rang, hands over her mouth. You could practically see her body shaking from the nerves as the match began.

It seemed Brock had the upper hand at first, easily laying into Drew. But it didn’t last long.

Drew found his opening and took it, making quick, easy work of Brock.

The sound of bagpipes filled the performance center and she thought her heart had stopped.

Drew has done it. He’d won the championship.

Tears filled his eyes as he sat there in the mat, the referee holding the title out to him, dazed and in space.

He’d actually fucking won it.

He snapped back to reality after what felt like a lifetime and thanked the official as he took the title. Holding it above his head he couldn’t help but look up at it, pride filling his heart.

But also nerves. He still had one thing he needed to do.

Bringing the title back down he took a microphone and smirked.

“I’ve been after this title for a long, long time and it’s been long overdue.” He turned to look in the camera. “But I wouldn’t be here without the fans,the staff, the love and support everyone gave me.”

He stopped, emotions filling his voice as he tried to fight them back.

“But there’s… one person, one woman, who has stood beside me no matter what. And I’d like her to come out here.” He turned to the ramp. “Melissa, come on out here love?”

She looked around for a second before she realized he was talking about her. Her eyebrows pushed together as she started down the ramp, a million questions in her head.

Drew smiled and held the ropes apart for her, letting her step inside before standing in the middle of the ring with her. Brock had rolled out and walked back with Heyman. It truly felt like just the two of them in the universe.

“Princess, I know you’re probably confused. But winning that title, becoming WWE Champion, just isn’t enough. I’ve got one more win.” He could feel his heart pounding as he dropped to one knee and the official stepped back into the ring long enough to hand Drew a small black box. “And it’s the big one.”

Her hands flew to cover her mouth, tears already covering her cheeks as she fought full on sobs.

“I couldn’t have done this without ya, sweetheart.” He smiled up at her as he opened the box, fighting back tears of his own. “You’ve been there through it all and there’s no one else I’d want to share this life with. Will you, please, be my wife?”

She nodded without another seconds wait, a choked sob breaking through her lips. Drew beamed, pulling one of her hands down long enough to slide the ring onto her finger then stood and scooped her into his arms.

He kissed her fiercely, a beautiful ring on her finger and the title belt at his feet, and all he could think about…

Was how life was complete.

TAG; @sithstatlander @kittysilver86 @sophiewolfheart-blog @xbreezymeadowsx @xwicker-manx @xxghostnappaxx @new-zealand-chic @baronsbelleevangeline @undiscovereddisneyroyalty @brodieleesclothesline @sjwrites22 @theworldofotps

[monsteramongmen-tamer]

Vacation

This is the first fanfic I have ever written. I have reread it and edited it a bit. 

Summary: You go on your first vacation to Summerslam with your best friend. 

Warnings: Smut. Kinks.

Tagging: @kaitlynwwefan

This was one of the most exciting days of my life. I just graduated from cosmetology school. I did my 2100 hours of hair and makeup and all that. Now I can actually go out into the world and show off my talents. I don’t want to toot my own horn or anything, but I’m pretty good at what I do.. I mean, I didn’t go to school and slave away for that long for nothing.

 I have been planning what my next move is going to be since before I even went to school.  No one would want to stay in small town Nebraska forever. It was probably the most boring place in the world, and I was so ready to move somewhere completely different. Be bold.

 I had different scenarios in my head of what I wanted to do, where you wanted to go. How cool would it be to move to New York? Or California? London?! My options were endless, I just needed to apply myself and more importantly, applications.

 There are different things I have on my dream board, especially as a kid, and one of them I kept to myself because everyone would make fun of me for it. 

Wrestling had been a huge part of my life since I was a little girl. I follow absolutely everyone one on social media, so I have a good feel on what people are like, and the environment for the most part. Or so I think. But how realistic does that sound? Working for WWE? As one of the makeup or hair people nonetheless? Positivity wasn't exactly my specialty, but I needed to figure out what the hell to do with my life. Being a pessimist was NOT going to be useful this time.

It was a normal Sunday night. I was working my life away until I find a job I want. Now, I just work at a special needs home until I find this so called “dream job”  At least there was a PPV on tonight that I could watch when I get off. Only thing that sucked is that it was a few hours away but work would not give me the night off because it was my weekend.

 Thankfully my best friend from school, Liz, was also a wrestling fan and was going to the show. Front row seats. So I am expecting endless snapchats and updates throughout the night. She also had VIP tickets to meet some of the superstars, but doesn't know quite yet which ones she is going to meet. Still, it is exciting and I was beyond jealous.

 During my shift, I felt my phone go off so many times. I kept wondering if my residents have been hearing it. Not like I care if they do, it is such a boring Sunday, which is why I am so pissed they didn't give it to me off. I snuck off to the bathroom multiple times to check my phone. I had about 25 snapchats and about 50 texts of what she was doing. Whether she was standing in line waiting, bitching about the obnoxious people that were there with her, her beginning to freak out, after she met superstars, you name it, but I loved it. I was so glad she was having a good time. She even met her favorite wrestler…. the one and only lunatic, Dean Ambrose.

 A couple hours passed and I was sitting at my computer documenting since my shift was almost over. I wanted time to go faster so I could go home and watch the PPV. 10 o’clock came around and it was time for me to go home. FINALLY!

I went out to my car and checked my phone and I had a rather...surprising yet exciting text from Liz. One of the guys that did the VIP tour, apparently his name is Will, asked Liz out on a date after the show!!!! Like what? That is so awesome! I texted her back faster than I have ever texted anyone in my life to get more details, but apparently her phone died. And the PPV had already ended by the time I got home, which means she is most likely on her date right now. I was dying.

I was scrolling through all my apps before trying to go to bed and out of nowhere I get a text from Liz. It was 2AM.

Sorry, my phone died, I am in Will’s hotel room...I don't know if I should leave or if I should stay

 I hurried up and sat up, OMG I HAVE BEEN WAITING ALL DAMN NIGHT, YOU’RE IN A WWE GUY’S HOTEL ROOM?!

Kinda, he led the VIP tour, then found me before the show started since I was sitting in the front row and asked me if I wanted to go get drinks after the show. So I did. Aaaaand we drank some, ended up in his hotel room….and yeah. You can guess the rest.

I was honestly proud of Liz, because this wasn't normally like her. She is a very shy girl and isn't a “one night stand” kind of girl. Which I think is why we get along so well. I am definitely not shy. I am very outgoing and blunt. It isn't always ideal, but it's me.

I just have to say first, you go girl. Second, I’m so fucking jealous of your perfect day. Third, is this guy just a one night stand? Or do you see it being more than that???

Shut up haha. And I don't know.  He is a super sweet guy, and super great in bed, but I can't see this being anything more than this.  I need to come up with some sort of excuse to get out of here! HELP!!!

 I have never been in this situation before, but I know she needs my help. So now I am trying to think of good excuses to leave that don't make it too obvious that she just wants to get the hell out.

Well, didn't you go up there with your dad? He bought the tickets right? Where does your dad think you are right now lmao??

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OH MOTHERFUCKER I FORGOT ABOUT MY DAD

I think that worked out well for her if I do say so myself. She didn’t respond for awhile. By this time it was 3:30AM. I was in the phase of sleep where I am pretty unaware of everything, but out of nowhere my phone buzzed and scared the hell out of me. I flinched so hard I thought I was going to fall off my bed. It was Liz.

Made it back to my room, I don't think my dad noticed I was gone at all. Thank the lord. That would have been an awkward car ride home…

I waited until later in the day to respond to her because I was damn tired, and I couldn't tell how tipsy she was, so she needed to sleep more than talk to me.

I woke up late, due to being up late. No texts. So I shot Liz a text just to make sure she was alive and no one kidnapped her. She was okay, on her way back home with her dad.

A few weeks had gone by, I kept checking my phone for any job openings in various cities, but no luck. I just kept working my ass off at a job where I was not appreciated. That was my life for months. Work and coming home at night annoying Liz because I could. I had no else to bitch to.

Will had tried to add her on Facebook about a week after their night together. She declined because why would you want to be friends with a guy you had a one night stand with? That was weird? Then a couple weeks later, he added her again. She accepted, to see if he wanted something.

Surprisingly, they hit it off and talked for awhile. They became really good friends. From the things Liz has told me, he seems like a nice, genuine guy. I was still in shock that he was apart of one of my favorite companies. How does that even happen? I don't know, but it was cool.

Liz had actually gone down to where he lives and hung out with him for a weekend and he surprised her and got her tickets to different shows in the summer and a couple meet and greets. Summerslam tickets, RAW, Smackdown, and meet and greets. He gave her 2, and he told her that the other ticket wasn't for him. That she could give them to whoever she wanted.

I got a phone call late Sunday night.

“BITCH WE’RE GOING ON VACATION!”

I didn’t say anything for a second, “What the hell are you talking about?”

Pacing around my apartment, I am listening to what Liz is telling me. She has 2 tickets to each show Summerslam weekend that is taking place in Brooklyn, New York this summer. It was really going to happen. We had tickets, we just had to save up for a hotel, plane, and spending money! I am so fucking excited I can’t even breathe.

Pinching myself to see if this was real, I ran to my closet to see if I had any money saved up. Holy shit, was I surprised. I have never been on a vacation before, so I started a money jar last year and told myself that this year sometime I am taking an actual vacation. Why? Because I deserve one.

I had over $900 saved up. Where did all this money come from? I literally have no idea, but this vacation is paid for already, and it feels so good.

A couple months have gone by again. I kind of stopped looking for different cosmetology jobs lately because of this vacation. It was just a week away. I have everything ready and picked out, all I needed to do was pack. I got more nervous as the days went by because so much was going to be happening. The part I’m  most excited for was the meet and greets. I have so many favorite wrestlers, but I have no idea who I am going to meet. Liz said this will be just like other normal show.

7 days went by very quickly and it was time to go pick Liz up and go to the airport. I picked her up and we could not shut up the whole ride there. It was an hour drive from Liz’s place to the airport. I swear my dad was going to kill us. I kept reminded him that he wouldn't hear from me for a week, so I am just making up for future’s lost time.  

We finally make it to the airport. Find where our luggage needs to go, and find where we board the plane. It really is a blur because I am so focused on getting there and doing all sorts of fun things.

This still doesn't seem real. I am on vacation, with my best friend, doing my favorite thing.

It was Thursday, so we have tonight to do whatever we wanted to do. Tomorrow night was one of our meet and greets. I get real shaky whenever I think about it. Who am I going to meet? I’ve never met a famous person before, how am I going to act? Like a freak? Am I going to cry? I can’t cry. Then no one will take me seriously. Especially if I ever apply to this company down the road.

Liz and I walked around Times Square our first night. It was so beautiful. There were so many things to see. All the different stores, restaurants, just everything. Nebraska did not have this. Omaha is big, but not this big.

My feet were a little sore so Liz and I called an Uber to take us back to our hotel. Our driver was wearing a “Seth FREAKIN Rollins” shirt. I just looked at Liz and I knew this is where we were meant to be right now.

Here we are, Friday. I got up super early so I could get ready and look perfect. I showered and spent a really long (entirely too long) time shaving. I shaved everything preparing for this day. You never know what’s going to happen. When I got out of the shower, all the steam came out, hitting an impatient Liz in the face.

 “Take long enough?”

I just smiled and began getting ready.

Did my hair first, otherwise it would go absolutely crazy. I did my hair, then makeup, got dressed,  and finished hair. While I was putting the last of my bobby pins when Liz turns around and whistles. I just roll my eyes at her and grin.

As I took one last look before leaving our hotel room for the day, I made sure everything was perfect. I hope I chose an okay outfit to meet the wrestlers in. I chose a very revealing black lace top with maroon shorts and my vans. I felt pretty good. Which doesn't happen. It is rare I feel good about myself because of my size. Being plus size isn’t easy, but it’s me.

Liz called our Uber before we left our room. We were so ready for this.

Our ride is about half way over and Liz pulls out a piece of paper and is reading it. I look over her shoulder. It was our pass to get into the event today. She is probably just making sure she didn’t forget them.

“So I haven’t told you everything we are doing on this trip,” Liz says looking over at me with a smirk.

“What do you mean,” I asked. What could she have missed?

 Liz took a deep breath and looked at me again, “These aren’t just normal meet and greet passes. These are all day passes to BOTH DAYS.”

I screamed. Our Uber swerved a little bit. Probably shouldn’t die in the process of what is happening right now.

“What do you mean they are all day passes?! To meet all the wrestlers?! Are you fucking kidding me?!”

Liz laughed so hard. I was heavy breathing. By the time I was done freaking out, we were at our destination. I was about to meet ALL of my favorite wrestlers.

We walk inside and get our passes and the guide comes out and greets and talks for a few minutes. When he takes us to the first table, the first person wasn’t actually there yet and they didn’t say who it was going to be.

After talking to Liz to keep my cool, a very large man walks out and sits down. It was none other than the one and only…. Braun Strowman.

I knew who he was, they call him the Monster Among Men. You can definitely see why. He is a BIG man. I watch him every Monday on RAW and he is always destructive somehow. Braun enjoys grabbing people by the throat and slamming them into the ground. Or throwing them off in ambulances or dumpsters. Either way, he knew how to put on a show, and I really enjoy watching it. You had a very low-key crush on him.

We are towards the back of the line, so I have time to keep my cool. I kept telling myself ahead of time I am not going to be a loser while meeting these people. It just doesn’t help that Braun is one of my favorite superstars, and I am meeting him first. Literally a dream come true.

Unfortunately, Liz and I would be going at separate times, alone. I let her go first because I still feel my heart beating so fast. I am so nervous to meet Braun. I just keep reminding myself to breathe…

Liz just went back. I am next. I am just standing here with my eyes shut waiting for someone to come get me to go back, hoping I don’t pass out.  

The guy was walking over to me, and for some reason I held my breath. I don’t know why I do weird things in situations like this. I am walking towards the big man. He is looking over at me with a smile on his face.

“Well hi there, are you Y/N?” He asked me, in his thick country sounding accent.

That took my by absolute surprise, how did he know my name?!

“Yes I am, how did you know my name?” I asked in wonder, but I had a smile on my face going ear to ear.  

“Your friend Liz was just in here. She told me I was about to meet her best friend, and apparently my biggest fan so I should probably know the name of my biggest fan.” Braun winked at me.

I could have died right there. This is NOT happening.

I just blushed, “Well, I don’t know about being your BIGGEST fan, but you are my favorite wrestler, that is for sure.” At this point I wasn’t looking at him anymore, I was looking straight at the floor out of embarrassment. I could feel my cheeks getting hot. 

“You don’t need to be embarrassed darlin’, I am not the big scary guy you’re used to seeing on TV.” He said. Flashing another smile.

I swear, I could melt.

“I’m sorry, it’s just that you’re the first celebrity I’ve ever met. And I told myself I wouldn’t be weird, but here I am.” a nervous laugh came out of my mouth.

He let out a chuckle, “Well, I wouldn’t necessarily consider myself a celebrity, but I am honored to be your first!” Braun winked again followed by another laugh.

OFFICIALLY DEAD.

“Uuhhhh, yeah. I am glad you are my first too.” Finally I was able to look at him and smile. Suddenly I was feeling super confident.  

My session with Braun was over though. I got my picture with him and his autograph. Before I left, he gave me a giant bear hug. He had to hunch over pretty far to be able to hug me, since I am pretty short. Or is it because he is so tall? Whatever the reason may be, it was the best bear hug, ever.

I met up with Liz and I could wipe this stupid grin off my face. I felt like I was on cloud 9. Braun Strowman was not what everyone thinks he is. He is such a nice guy. I hope I get to meet him again someday.

“How was that for you?” Liz asked, with a raised eyebrow and a smile on her face. I just shook my head, “Remind me to thank you later.”

Our first tour guide went off to go somewhere else, so another one came along. I was spacing off thinking about my experience I just had with Braun. Out of nowhere, Liz starts hitting my arm. “Will is our guide now! Look!” Her face glowed up. I tried to get a good look at him. The only time I have ever seen this guy is creeping on his Facebook and Instagram, and he wasn’t bad looking. I mean he wasn’t my type, but he seemed like he could be good for her. Sophisticated and all that.

To be completely honest, the rest of the tour today was a blur, but I did meet some cool people. That, I will never forget. From Seth Rollins, Charlotte, Mojo Rawley, Dean Ambrose, Becky Lynch,  Roman Reigns, AJ Styles, Baron Corbin, and Bray Wyatt the British Strong Style boys. That wasn’t even all of them.  It was phenomenal. No pun intended. Just kidding. Pun intended, always.

We did not have tickets to the NXT event tonight, so we decided to just go out in the town again. But rather than shopping, we are going to have a few drinks. We found a cool looking bar in Brooklyn near where our hotel was. There was a lot of people here, so we just stood around. It got very overwhelming, so we went back to our hotel for the night.

I could hardly sleep last night. All the excitement of this vacation hit me. But when I woke up, I was in my hotel room alone. Where was Liz? I began to panic. I saw a note on the sink.

“Got up early to have coffee with Will, meet you downstairs at 9. I let you sleep in! Love you!”

That was okay with me. This means I can take a long hot shower and not feel bad about using it all the hot water. I had my music up loud from the moment I got up, to the moment I left. I didn’t tell Liz this, but I listened to a ton of the wrestler’s theme songs to get me pumped up. Not that I needed it. I can’t even imagine what is going to happen today, but there is no way that it could compare to yesterday.

I had a dream about Braun Strowman that was quite...steamy. That will leave me in good hands today, I’m sure.

I went downstairs to meet Liz and she was with Will. “Hey!” Liz said. “You two haven't formally met yet, so Will, this is Y/N, Y/N, this is Will.” Her smile is so huge, it made me pretty happy.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Will. I’ve heard so much about you.” I said.

“Likewise, it is nice to finally put a face to the famous Y/N I hear about all the time.” He said.

“All the time?” I am looking over at Liz at this point with a suspicious look. She just shrugged her shoulders.

Liz immediately changed the subject. “We have big plans for today.”

I asked, “There’s another meet and greet today, right?”

“...not exactly. We will be meeting some people, but not who you’re thinking.” She said, seeming guilty of something.

“What do you mean by that?” I have no idea what she is talking about, she better not have anything up her sleeve. I don’t do surprises well.

“You will just have to find out.” She had a smirk on her face. So did Will. What the hell is going on?

We call an Uber and make our way to the Barclay’s, where things are happening today.

We get out of the car and make our way inside. The suspense was killing me. I like having everything planned out.

We go to the front table and Will shows them his pass and says we are with him, so they give us passes as well. We made our way to the back, where superstars were getting ready for the second day of meet and greets.

We were back to where they do hair and makeup. There was a designated area where everything was, but it was all scattered. This is what I have been imagining since I was a little girl. I could not believe that I was back here, but..why were we back here?

I slowly turned to Liz and whispered, “So what exactly are we waiting for back here?”

Just as I was finished asking her, two people came up and hugged Will. It was not just random two people. It was Leslie and Madeline. WWE’s lead hair and makeup girls. They talked for a minute when suddenly Will turns and says, “This is her.” He was pointing to me.

WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW

The two women turn to me and shake my hand. “Hello Y/N, we have heard so much about you! We hear you graduated from Xenon Academy in Omaha a few months ago. That school is highly talked about.” Leslie said to me.

I really don’t know what to say, but I had to say something, and quick.

“Really? In little Nebraska?! Yeah, I graduated there in May! Top of my class.”

Phew. That sounded alright.

“Yeah, we have visited there a couple times a few years ago when we were in the area for shows. It is a really nice place.” Madeline said.

“It really is. I loved it there!” I said.

“I also heard that you were possibly looking for a job? Is that true?” Leslie asked me. She looked very serious. I was almost afraid I would say the wrong answer.

“I have been, yes. Not much luck though.”  I blurted out.

“Your friend Will over here said that you were pretty good, and we are looking for a little extra help. Willing to try it out here? Say like, an informal interview?” Leslie asked.

“Yes, absolutely!” I said. I probably could have waited a second before jumping the gun, but oh well.

I look over at Liz in disbelief and she is smiling so hard. She knew about this. Little shit. If this goes even a little bit well, I will owe her, big time.

They told me I could do it today, right now. The wrestlers would be coming and going before the meet and greet. This is happening, and it is happening right now. If I blow this, that would probably be the end for me. If they don’t like me, I will hit some sort of depression and work some awful job the rest of my life. I am also a little dramatic.

They took me to one part of the room. Where they do hair. Madeline was still going to be here, so I was not alone. She will guide me through what each person likes and how she does it.

“So I am probably going to give you a lot of the guys, just because it’ll be easier to do than the girls. Don’t get me wrong, it's not always easy, but I will be here for all of it to help you, if you need it.” Madeline said to me. She put her hand on my shoulder for comfort and it surprisingly helped. She was super nice. I can see why everyone around here loves her.

The first person that came in was one of the announcers. I didn't know his name, because I don't see him much on TV at all. Maybe Mike? But he just had a normal guy haircut. Sides of his head shaved and hair on the top of his head.

That went a lot smoother than I was anticipating, but I am so thankful for that. Next walked in Will. I just knew he was going to sit in my chair. He was alone though.

“Where is Liz?” I asked him while I was combing through his hair.

“She is just on the other side of the door talking to some people, no worries.” He smiled through the mirror at me.

“Oh, but I do worry. I am the best friend, let me remind you.” I looked at him through the mirror holding the comb toward him.

He held his hands up in surrender, “I know, I know. I am just trying to impress you so you don’t hate me.” The man almost looked scared. I find it quite comical. 

“Why would I not like you? You got me this amazing, once in a lifetime opportunity. I am beyond grateful.” I said.

Will shrugged and looked at his hair, “Perfect!” He looked over at Madeline, “I think we found a good one.” He winked at me then left.

Just when I thought things were slowing down, Dean Ambrose walked in and sat in my chair.

“Hey darlin’! I don’t believe we have met before. I’m Dean. Are you working here now?”

I shook his hand, “No, I am just kind of….filling in. This is basically like a little interview for me, to see if I can handle doing guy’s hair, like yours.”  

Smooth.

“Okay, cool. Lucky for you I am going for the messy, crazy hairdo. Shouldn’t be too hard to mess up.” He smiled at you.

Dean’s hair really was easy to do. I just got it wet, combed through it, then messed it up with my hands.

“Looks perfect, darlin. Good job.” Dean said. Then he went on his way.

Madeline looked over at you quite impressed, “Nice work. You are doing very well so far.”

“So far?” You gave her a nervous look.

“Ready for a guy with longer hair?” She asked, ready to give me the challenge.

“Absolutely. Who will this lucky man be?” I asked.

Madeline had a look on her face, thinking of who she should pick. She then went out to the hallway to see if anyone was out there.

“Okay, here he comes, good luck.” She said to me, getting back to her job. She was currently working on Natalya’s hair.  

You were in a tote looking for another comb to use, and you could hear giant footsteps behind you and sit down. When you turned around, you could not believe it. It was Braun Strowman. Again.

“Well hey there, Y/N! I wasn’t expecting to see you be the new hair girl around here!” He said to me, with one of those intoxicating smiles.

“To be quite honest with you, I did not know I was going to be here today. I was actually tricked here, but it worked out pretty okay I think.” I cannot help but smile. Just looking at this beautiful man.

“I’d say so too. I remember saying yesterday I hoped to see you again, and here you are,” He said.

“You did? I definitely do not remember hearing that. I would have remembered.” I raised an eyebrow waiting for a response.

“Well shit, I guess I said it in my head. Oops.” At this point, Braun was blushing. It was so cute. But this is not a time to be thinking he is cute. I am being watched for a potential job. My DREAM job.

“That is okay. So, what are we doing today?” You asked him, standing behind him looking at him through the mirror.

“I usually just do a ponytail. Brush all this back then tie it, but can you put it in a bun? I don’t wrestle until later. A surprise match for the fans.” He said. This man knew how he liked his hair.

“Yes, sounds like a challenge, but I think I can handle it.” I winked at him. He knew I was being facetious.

It was just small talk while I was doing his hair. It was nice. He was so down to Earth.

“So can I come back later and you do my hair before my match?” Braun asked me, looking hopeful.

I looked over at Madeline, she nodded.  “Yeah, I will be here!”

“See you then.” said that thick country accent. I can’t get enough of it.

Madeline turned to me with her head cocked sideways, “Did Braun Strowman just ask if he can come back to have you do his hair again before his match?”

“Yeah…” I didn’t know what else to say.

Natalya looked at me through the mirror, “That man does not usually come to hair and makeup, let alone come twice in the same day.”

I am confused, then why was he coming back later? Oh well.

“Wel, we are finished for awhile, until Braun comes back to see you. So you can go wander around for while. I won’t be back here before his match, will you be okay doing it by yourself?” She asked me.

“Oh yeah. It won’t be a problem at all.” You said smiling at her.

“Glad to hear it. I am impressed with what I saw today. So good job!” Madeline said as she was cleaning up.

“Thank you so much!” I said.

I asked her if she wanted any help, she said no, so I went out to attempt to find Liz. Luckily she wasn’t too hard to find.

She ran over to me, “Oh my gosh how did it go?!”

“It went well, Madeline said she was impressed, so that is a good thing right?”  I said.

“Hell yes it is. Do you do any cute guys’ hair?” She asked in suspense.

“Well I did Will’s hair, and Braun Strowman came in and I did his hair.”

“Ooohhhh and how did that go..” She was nudging my side with her elbow.

“Shut up, it was fine, I am doing his hair again before his match this evening” I said laughing.

“This is so cool, my best friend is doing superstar’s hair and Will does the tours. What should I do?!” Liz asked, mostly to herself.

We spent the next couple hours just walking around looking at the different displays they had.

I had no idea what time Braun’s match was, so I headed back to where I was before. He wasn’t there yet. So I just looked at my phone until he showed up.

“You know how unprofessional that looks, right?” said this deep country voice. I know exactly who that is.

You hurried and put your phone in your pocket, “Sorry, I was just passing the time, I wasn’t sure what time you would be coming back here before your match.” I said apologetically.

“I was kidding, I am here a little early, and I realize I never gave a time, so I’m sorry.” Braun said. “How can I make it up to you?”

“You don’t need to make it up to me, I don’t even technically work here. So you have nothing to worry about. I am just offering my services at this point.” I regretted saying that as soon as it left my lips.  

Braun gave you a look, but this was not a confused look. This was an almost determined look, but I don’t know for what. Maybe I did, but my brain is playing dumb.

“So would you like me to do your hair still, before this match?” I asked. I would understand if he wasn’t interested in that anymore.

“Yes, please. I am actually here early. There weren’t as many people to see me here today as there were yesterday, but that is okay, gives me the extra time now.” He said looking at you.

“Yeah, I can imagine preparing for matches can be tough at times.” I said getting out my supplies.

“I was actually talking about giving myself time to see you…” He said. I just stopped in my tracks.

“Oh, your hair shouldn’t take too long, but I appreciate that gesture! I will make sure the Monster Among Men’s hair does not disappoint tonight.” I blurted out. I didn’t know what was actually happening, so I am playing it cool. This has never happened to me before.

“Right... my hair. You know, the only reason people are afraid of me is because of my long hair?” He said.

“Really….you don’t think it has anything to do with your size?” I asked raising an eyebrow. My hands are already in his hair.

“I mean, I think I am a normal sized guy. It’s you people who are small. That is not my fault.” Braun chuckled.

Did Braun just call me small? No one has ever called me small.  I may be on the shorter side, but I am also on the wider side. But hey, I am going to take all the compliments I can get out of this beautiful man.

“Hey now, I might be small, but I am mighty.” I held out my muscles. It was so sad compared to his I just laughed.

“Mighty huh? You Might have to prove that one.” Braun said. Now I know he is flirting with me. I am 100% okay with this.

“Yeah, we’ll see. How’s your hair look?” I asked. Head tilted in the mirror to make sure it looked like it did on TV.

He put his hand on his chin, looking over his hair. “It looks good. Thanks babe.” He came over and hugged me. I was definitely not expecting that, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to complain.

“Not a problem at all. I enjoy doing hair, and you are very easy to talk to , so it helped ease my nerves.” I said. He finally let go of me.

“Well, I am glad I could help. I am going to put in a good word for you. Wouldn’t mind seeing you around here more often. You coming to the match tonight?” He asked.

I wasn’t planning on going, but he seemed like he wanted you to.

“I would love to, but I don’t have tickets to the show..” I said, I pouted a little bit.

“See, the awesome thing about working back here is you get to watch all the shows backstage. For free. So are you in?” He sounded like he was pitching some sort of sale. It was an offer I cannot refuse.

“Sounds like you convinced me! Just let me text who I came with saying I will be here late.” I said, grabbing for my phone.

“No problem. I can even give you a ride back to your hotel after if you’d like. Save some money from a taxi.” He offered.

Braun was being super generous. I love it. I can’t tell him no for some reason.

“Sounds like a plan to me! Thank you so much!” I said.

“No problem. I will see you after the show!” He said walking out the door, waving.

I shot a text to Liz,

Do you care if I stay around and watch this match? You don’t need to wait around for me if you don’t want to. If you and Will want to go out or something, go for it. 

L:   Not at all. Do you have plans? I don’t want to leave you hanging.

Actually, I think I do….

L:   Do tell….

Braun invited me to watch the match then said he can take me back to the hotel. Or maybe we will go out. I honestly have no idea. But it’s okay. Go enjoy yourself!

L:  Oh man, girl good luck. Get it! Love you, be safe! <3

 Will do. Love you too.

I was backstage watching Braun’s match. I didn’t really know anyone back here, but that’s okay. Everyone is being super nice to me. Braun was fighting Finn Balor, so the match didn’t really seem fair, but they were both really good wrestlers. Not even referring to their size. I thought Finn was going to lose fairly quickly, but it actually went on for awhile. Finn ended up winning, somehow.

He came backstage and found me right away.

“Hey you, what did you think?” he asked.

“You put on a really good fight. I am quite impressed.” I said nudging him.

“Well I am glad you enjoyed it. Follow me for a second.”  He said, walking away.

I had to walk fast behind him because he was walking quickly and I do not have long legs. He led us to a dressing room.

When we walked in, Braun locked the door, my eyes got really big. Shit, he wasn’t wasting any time. He saw my expression and laughed.

“Don’t worry, I am just going to change real quick before we leave, if that’s okay?”

“That’s fine. I just haven’t been in one of your guys’ locker rooms before. They aren’t as fancy as I imagined.” I said. I was totally lying. I thought Braun was going to take me right here and now. I mean, I wouldn’t be opposed…

Braun laughed, “Yeah, they don’t always give us the shiny benches with the nice lockers and the gatorade bottles waiting for us. It is kind of a bummer.”

I rolled my eyes, “And you think you’re so deserving of all of that?!”

“I mean, have you met me?” He said, trying to show off.

As I was getting ready to open my mouth to respond, he pulls off his shirt. God damn. What was I going to say?

“Liking what you see?” He said, catching me stare.

I immediately looked away, “I mean, I am not going to lie to you. Yes. You look very good. And I don’t even mean that now just because you took your shirt off.”

“That is okay if you do, I am kind of a lady killer.” He said.

I think I about died of laughter. “A lady killer? Really? That is your go to line? Needs some work.”

Braun stuck out his bottom lip and pouted. He changed his pants real quick. He turned around so he wasn’t facing me. There was a mirror on the wall so it wasn’t completely private. Wouldn't you know that Braun doesn’t wear underwear with his combat pants? He has a really nice butt. I didn’t mean to look in the mirror (totally did, that was a lie) and I got a small glimpse of Braun’s dick. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I needed to calm down. I was a mess, but I don't think he noticed.

He turned around after putting pants on, “I have a weird favor to ask you, if your willing.”

A favor, sure anything. Damn, I need to calm down.

“Sure, what do you need?”

“Can you by chance help me put these back in? I would do it myself, but I am feeling a little shaky and sweaty.”

Braun was holding out two piercings. Two fucking nipple piercings. Am I in heaven? Nope. Just Braun’s dressing room. Basically the same thing, right?

“Sure, you’ll have to guide me a bit, but I can do it for you.” I took the piercing from his hand.

“Okay, so I have a small tube of lube in my bag, it will make it easier to put in.” He said.

I went over and got the lube. I don’t know many people who carry lube around on the daily, but it’s kind of hot.

“You’re just going to put a little bit on the bar and then rub a little bit on my nipple.”

I listened to his instructions. Lube on the bar, and I put some on my finger and rubbed it around one of his nipples. Braun started to hold his breath, but his heart was pounding. I pretended not to notice.

The first one went in smoothly. I repeated the same with the second one. Lube on bar, rub his nipple, then I tried to put it in and a small hiss came from Braun’s mouth.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you!” I asked, beginning to panic.

“No you are doing fine, this one is just a little sensitive, that’s all.”

“Noted.”

I slid it in the rest of the way, ignoring the hissing sounds. Braun gathered the rest of his stuff.

“Ready to go?” He asked me.

“Yep, I will let you lead the way.” I said.

The suspense was killing me inside. Was he just going to drop me off at my hotel? Are we going to get some food? What is happening.

Braun led us back to the back door and he grabbed his rental car keys. We got into a big Cadillac and then he finally asked me, “So what hotel are you staying at?”

 “I am staying at the New York Marriott at the Brooklyn Bridge. It isn’t too far from here.” I said, kind of bummed,

“Hey that is the same place they booked for us! I know exactly where to go.”

“Perfect.” you said. Now I don't even care if we do anything. Maybe I can be bold and and suggest we hang out for awhile?  

It was a pretty quiet car ride. I didn’t mind.

Braun pulled up to the hotel and had the valet park it.

I just needed to get it out. We were in the elevator and no one has said anything yet.

“So do you want to hang out or something or are you pretty beat?” I asked. 

That was good.

“I was just about to ask you if you wanted to do the same thing. My room?” Braun suggested.

“Yeah that’s fine, my friend and her “friend” might be in mine, so that works for me.”

“Perfect. No worries, I have my own room. And I am pretty sure everyone else is going out and partying tonight. So it’ll be pretty quiet.” He said.

We made it to the top floor and Braun pulled out his key card and opened his door.

“Do you care if I take a quick shower?” he asked, already beginning to strip towards the bathroom.

“Go for it, I will just wait here.”  I said. I just sat on the couch.

“Or…..you could join me?” Braun suggested. “I have something here you can wear.”

I didn’t even give it a second thought.

I got up and ran into Braun’s arms and kissed him. I was expecting a rough kind of kiss, but he was actually being quite gentle. Until I started using my tongue to give the message I was trying to be the dominate one. Good one...

He carried me to the sink and ripped off my shirt, lips never separating.

“Are you sure about this?”  He asked, taking a good look in my eye to make sure this is what I wanted.

“I have never been more sure about something before in my life.” Not even two seconds later Braun’s tongue was down my throat. His hands were searching up my thighs. He tried unbuttoning my shorts, but he was having some trouble. Braun took me over to the bed and laid me flat. He pulled my shorts right off.

He stepped back for a second, admiring the choice of lingerie I had on.  I was so glad I had put it on today. I was wearing a black lace push up bra with a gray lacy thong.

“God, you are so beautiful. Look at all these amazing curves. I am going to make all of them feel good tonight baby.” Braun said in a really low, growly voice. That is all it took to make me soaking wet through my panties.

Braun came back over on top of you and started to kiss you again. But this time, all over. He was not kidding when he said he was going to make my curves feel good. No one has ever done that before. He started with your lips, then moved down to your neck. He found your sweet spot and sucked on it for a minute. Just hard enough to leave a slight mark. You found him then moving down towards your chest. He kissed down the valley of your breasts. 

He picked you up so he could unhook your bra. He struggled for a minute with his big hands, but he got it and went right back to work. He started on your right nipple and you kept letting out little moans here and there, but I don't want to keep doing this and ruin all the fun.

Braun moved over to the left nipple and his hand began to trace my stomach and go down to my panties.

He stopped for a second, “Wow, is all of this for me? Already?” I did not want to admit that I was so wet already, but I can’t help it.

Braun and his tongue went back up between my chest, down my stomach and made it all the way to my panty line. If he keeps this up, I am going to get very impatient.

I felt a slight bite on the skin between my thighs, I flinched and realize that it was Braun taking of my thong with his teeth. Never have I ever been so turned on in my life before this moment.

Once my panties were gone, I spread my legs, hinting at what I wanted. Braun took his tongue and licked around my clit one time then stood up.

I whimpered and sat up to see what was going on.

“Come here.” Braun said, very demanding.

I got up and I stood in front of him, he pushed me to my knees.

“You are not in charge right now little lady, I am. Do you understand? I do not want any more begging. And since there are not any people around, I want you to be as loud as you can. Clear? ou scream my name.” Braun said. He was very clear. He has officially taken over, but I am okay with this. I just nodded.

“I said, are we clear?” He repeated in a deep dark voice.

“Yes, sir, you are very clear.”

I know exactly what he wants since he put me on my knees. I can see his dick trying to poke through his shorts. I put my hands at his waistline and looked at him, for permission. He nodded and I pulled them down and I was met with a very large, thick dick in my face. I couldn’t just let it hang there. I licked my hand and started stroking him, very slowly. I saw a wave of intensity go through his body. I then met his balls with my other hand and my mouth on his tip.

Braun grabbed a chunk of my hair and slowly started to go faster and faster. He didn’t care if I was gagging or not. After a few minutes of slowly getting into it, he was full force fucking my throat.

He was letting out many deep groans. All of a sudden, Braun stopped, helped me up, and led me to the bed. He had me sit on the corner and he got on his knees. He threw my legs wide open and held them as wide as they could go.  

Braun’s tongue was teasing my clit, and I was groaning, hoping that he would do more. He then took the whole thing and put it in his mouth and sucked on my clit. I moaned so loud, if there were people in the room next to us, they would most definitely hear us right now.

 I could feel Braun smile and he released my clit and started licking very sloppily around it again. I could feel that I was about to come.

“Bra- I- I thi- I’m gonna come.”  I couldn’t get it out the feeling was so intense and taking over my entire body.

“Come all over my face baby” he said. Not even a second later that was all it took for me to come, but I could tell things were far from over.

Braun made sure to leave no juices behind. He then stood up and kissed me, so I could have a taste as well.

I stood up and pushed Braun on the bed. He had a very confused look on his face.

“I want to ride you.” I told him, already straddling his hips. It was a lot more challenging than I thought it would be, but I know I can do it, and it will be worth it.  Braun just shook his head really fast.

As soon as my entrance was lined up with his dick, his head went straight back against the headboard. I started rocking my hips back and forth to get things going for him again, although by the feel of things, I did not need to do that.

I looked into Braun’s eyes and he nodded, giving me the okay to start actually riding him.

He did that part for me, rather quickly. He lined up his dick to my entrance and as I slid myself onto him, I could feel the way he was stretching me out.  I let out a loud moan as I took him all the way in. Braun also let out a loud grunt.

I started out slow, to enjoy the pleasure. As I picked up the pace, Braun took ahold of my hips and was guiding them. I was moving my hips so fast I had to lean up against Braun’s chest and bury my face in his neck. He got more and more sloppy with the pace.

I sat up and looked at Braun, “I want you to take control. I am all yours.”

I got off of Braun and he told me to lie on my back on the bed. I listened to him.

Braun got off the bed and stood at the foot of it. He got his dick ready at my entrance again, making eye contact, making sure he had permission again to enter my body. When he did, Braun just rammed right into me. I screamed as loud as I could because it was so painful, but the more he did it, the more it turned into pleasure. He went in hard, but it was still going slow.

As he picked up the pace of things, his head was in my neck. I put my hands around his big shoulders, I couldn't help but dig my fingernails into his skin.

“Oh, I like it when you are rough with me. Keep doing that.” Braun said to me, still in my shoulder.

I couldn't even help it, the faster he went, the harder my nails dug, and I think I even made him start bleeding in one spot. There were definitely marks.

I couldn’t help but think of a fantasy of mine, that was also in my steamy dream the other night, that would be perfect for this moment.

“Braun, I want you to choke me.” I could not believe I got it out in one shot. Everything seemed like a blur.

He gave me a dark look. “You want me to choke you? Have you been bad? I think my back is bleeding. That means you are a very bad girl and I need to teach you a little lesson.”

“Y-yes Braun. Te-teach me a- a lesson.” I managed to get out.

Braun pulled out and I made a really loud whimper in protest.

“Flip over and put your ass in the air.” He said.

I was in the doggystyle position for a minute before Braun did anything. Before I had the chance to look back to see what he was doing, I all of a sudden felt a huge SMACK on one of my ass cheek. I screamed in pleasure, “YES Braun.”

He spread my cheeks and placed his dick at my entrance and slowly put it in, then took it out. I began to shake my butt to pick up the pace. Bad idea.

SMACK. Took a hit right to the other cheek.

I learned my lesson and shut my mouth.

Once I did that, Braun began to pick up the pace and all of a sudden I felt a hand around my neck. Braun was leaning on top on me so he could choke me, per my request.

It was such a sensation. I was breathing so fast, but my airway was limited. Braun wasn’t choking me very tight.

Out of nowhere, Braun picked up the pace to maximum speed and things were beginning to get very sloppy and his hips were jamming into your ass. He also tightened his hand on your throat. 

“I need you to come with me, Princess. Can you do that? Can you come with me? I am almost- almost there…”

After a few more hard, sloppy thrusts, I could not wait any longer. “Okay- I- I am comi- coming” barely able to finish my sentence I was coming all over and down Braun’s dick.  I could feel Braun coming inside of me as soon as I started coming. He let go of my throat. We both let out a huge scream as we released. 

Braun plopped down on the bed and I fell down and laid there next to him. He pulled me into his chest.

It was silent for a few minutes, but it was just so we could catch up on our breath. That was the roughest sex I have ever had.

When our breathing finally calmed, Braun turned onto his side and looked right into my eyes then places the sweetest kiss on my lips.  “I am going to put a very good word in for you because I would like to see you around more often. Maybe even take you out to dinner sometime, if you’d like.” Braun said.

“I think I would like that very much.” I kissed Braun again. This would never get old.

My phone started ringing. I jumped out of bed real quick and wrapped myself in a blanket.  It was an unknown number, but I answered anyway.

“Hello?”

“Hello, is this Y/N?”

“Yes it is.”

“Hi Y/N, this is Leslie, we met earlier today. How are you? I hope you are not busy.”

“Nope! Not busy at all! Thank you for calling! What’s up?”

“I just wanted to call and tell you that everyone gave a good word for you today, and one particular stood out that caught my eye, Mr. Braun Strowman said I would be silly not to offer you a job. So I am calling to see if you would be interested in working with us here at WWE with hair!”

 “Oh my gosh. Really? This means more than you know. Yes, I am interested and accept your offer!”

“Perfect I am so glad to her that! Can you start tomorrow?”

“Absolutely. I will see you tomorrow.”

I go back into the room and plop on the bed next to still naked Braun.

“Everything okay?” He asked seeming concerned.

I was so excited to tell him, “You won’t even guess what just happened. That was Leslie on the phone and she just offered me a job! I start tomorrow at SUMMERSLAM!”

He didn’t act as surprised as you were hoping,

“Wanna know a little secret? I already knew they were going to offer you that job.” He said with a huge smile.

I just shook my head at him, wrapped my arms around him, and kissed him.

Then a thought came to my head.

 “You know, we never did take that shower…..” I said with one eyebrow raised.

Braun had the biggest smirk on his face. He sat up and got really close to mine and said, “I know, I was saving it for round two.”

[ironqueendom-blog]

Little Lamb

Despite what everyone thought, working in the WWE wasn't a job...it was more than that. Being a doctor backstage was far more rewarding than working at the Emergency Room you'd started your career in. All the superstars were far easier to deal with than the drunks and occasional meth-head (it was an...interesting part of the city you'd previously worked in)...or at least most of them were. Of course, as there was with everything, there were exceptions. Some were just strange...and some were more than that. They were actually terrifying, if you were being honest.

Not that you ever were. People already questioned why a person with your demeanour was working in a place that had violence as one of it's core principles. Most people thought you were too meek: too quiet and sweet-natured to work here. And you were all of those things...but you wanted to help people.

And that's that what you did in the WWE.

Most people appreciated it. One person a little too much...he was the terrifying exception to the rule that WWE Superstars were good to work with.

Braun Strowman.

Unlike most of the roster, who left medical with a 'thank-you' and a smile, Strowman would always try and pull you into a hug, or put his hands on you. Then it stopped being just when he was injured, and he started deliberately seeking you out. The other doctors said he was just being friendly...but you still didn't like it. You'd certainly given out enough hints that his attention wasn't wanted, but he wasn't taking them. And being too timid to tell him outright to leave you alone, you were stuck with trying to avoid him as much as you possibly could.

One time you couldn't, though, was when you were treating his victims in medical.

Sami Zane was one of the most likable men you'd ever met. And you couldn't allow Strowman to distract you while you were treating him.

 "Look, Braun, I appreciate you...interest...but you need to leave me alone to treat Sami. So, unless you're injured, please leave medical. Now."

 Strowman didn't move.

 "Braun. You heard the lady." murmured a soft voice from the doorway: "Leave."

 Another exception to Superstars being better than drunks and drug addicts...

Bray Wyatt.

It wasn't that I didn't like Bray. To be honest, I didn't treat him much: he very rarely got injured. He was civil enough if he was ever in here with whatever of his enemies or followers he'd Sister Abigail'ed that night, and he kept all of them in line, but he wasn't a talkative guy. Although when he did talk...people paid attention, at least for the most part.

Strowman...he wasn't most guys. And instead of listening to his former...leader, I guessed?

Instead, he squared up to Bray: nostrils flaring with anger, while Bray appeared just as eerily calm as ever. He didn't even seem bothered by the larger man's obvious anger. Then there was a flurry of movement, and Bray had Strowman lined up for the Sister Abigail. He didn't even hesitate to send Strowman sprawling to the ground.

 "Don't worry, lamb. He won't bother you anymore." Bray nodded at you, before turning and walking away...dragging Strowman behind him.

      Over the next month, I started seeing Bray a lot more. Not because he was injured...but because he was just around. And he was a nice guy.

He still didn't talk much, but he always seemed to have whatever you needed whenever you needed it, appearing right my elbow to hand it to you. Be it something as simple as a cup of coffee after a busy shift, or icepacks, or medical tape, Bray was always ready to help. All the other doctors thought it was weird, but he kept Braun Strowman away, so you weren't complaining.

 "So...I notice Wyatt's been hanging around a lot recently." Sami muttered, back in medical after another fight with Strowman.

You  shrugged: "He's a nice guy."

"Only to you." Sami laughed: "I think he likes you, you know."

"Sami, this isn't high school." you laughed back: "I'm sure if Bray liked me then he would tell me."

"So are you going to tell him that you like him, then? Because, no offense, it's pretty obvious."

 You felt your cheeks heat up...because you did kind of like Bray. It hadn't started when he'd Sister Abigail'ed Strowman (honestly, that had scared you a little; unused to violence right in front of your eyes), but when he'd showed up in medical a week later, when you hadn't had time to go to catering, with a plate of food in hand.

After that, it had been coffee. Next it was another case of removing Strowman from medical. And the next time it was just to help you treat the superstars that came through medical. They had been a little suspicious of the man, and you couldn't blame them: but even when they treated with contempt, he returned it with nothing but politeness. That was what had really drawn you in: the fact he was such a gentleman, no matter what. That, and the man was an absolute sweetheart. The few snippets of conversation you'd had with him showed him to be a gentle giant...at least when he wasn't beating the crap out of people for entertainment.

So, yeah, you did like Bray. But you weren't brave enough to say anything. You weren't sure if Sami knew what he was talking about (who could tell with Bray, he was a mysterious man) and if he was wrong, and you risked ruining the fragile friendship you'd built with Bray.

 "Okay...so I guess this is a little like high school." you muttered with embarrassment: "What if I screw things up with him? you don't want to make things weird..."

"Weird? With Bray Wyatt?" Sami mocked, cupping his cheeks dramatically: "Oh, no, things could never be weird."

You slapped his arm - lightly, of course: "Don't be mean!"

 Sami laughed, before slipping off the table and heading towards the door, waving his goodbye. You waved back over your shoulder, having turned around to clear up after myself. You weren't expecting to be alone for long...and Bray didn't disappoint.

One moment you was in an empty room, and the next Bray was sitting on the table, relaxing like he'd been there for hours. Or normally he was.

Tonight he looked a little tense.

 "Are you alright, Bray? He seem a little wound up." you asked, concerned for one of your favourite superstars.

"I heard something interesting today." he responded: "Something I had been hoping to hear for a long time, but never thought I would."

You grinned: "That's amazing! What was it?"

"That you were enamoured as I am with you." he smiled: "I have waited so long to hear that, my lamb. So long."

You smiled: "Oh yeah?"

"Of course. I think I adore you, lamb, and I'm willing to prove it to you."

"You don't need to prove it to me." you shook your head, reaching out to Bray and holding his hands in yours: "I believe you. And I think I adore you too."

 A wide, joyfull smile spread over Bray's face, as he pulled you into his arms, pressing his face against your hair. You hugged him back, nuzzling your cheek against his shoulder. This was good.

Well worth dealing with Braun Strowman for.

    I didn't know how to end this one, so...the end. I'm sorry it's not great, but I hope people enjoyed it anyway.