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[draganwhorror]

How was Failure? Obviously we both love Ted, but taking him out of the equation (aka being honest) was it good?

Honestly, Failure wasn't terrible. It had moments where it was kind of silly. There was a somewhat heartfelt moment in the movie, too (at least that's how it came across to me). As for Ted, if we take him out of the equation, I don't think the movie would have been worth seeing. The man is legitimately more talented than he gets credit for, I think, and he truly did carry this movie on his shoulders. If he hadn't been in it, I don't think it would have been worth seeing at all. None of the other actors were on par with him (a couple of others were okay, but most of them were honestly kinda cringey with their performances). Without Ted, this movie would probably remain unseen/unknown.

If anyone is interested in seeing it, I could always try and stream it or share it or something. It's definitely worth a watch just to support Ted and see him at his wit's end 😂

[ange-de-la-mort]

Lmaooooo! I had to delete my reblog on the Erin x Du'met vs Travis x Laura poll because I didn't read the full text and thought the experiment was you asking if I'd read Du'met/Erin if you wrote it and I was down in the tags 🤣🤣

Mainly because I think, in the hands of a good writer, it could be interesting.

OH MY GOD Don't make me get invested here, I already lack the time to write stuff I'm actually invested in lmao

But But just imagine Hector thinking he can see right through her meek and polite attitude because his mother was like that in public as well, and so Hector has learned that all women are abusive witches behind closed doors, and he NEEDS to teach her a lesson and he is just SO ANGRY at her for existing……….. it would be the deadest of doves, don't eat, don't look, don't open the bag.

[apparentlynotreallyfinnish]

If it's not too late: Happy Birthday and if it is too late: Happy Belated Birthday 💐🎂

Thank youuuu ❤️

Here, have a drink! 😁

[bootyshortsjacob]

MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE HACKEARNEY FIC. Definitely need to reread it 😩😩

“Did you want to leave?”

The table goes stunningly silent after he asks and Travis – while having had no wine – looks at the bottle as if it’s responsible for him asking that question. Right after it leaves his lips, he looks as if he wishes he’d never asked. As if it’s…shameful to have asked.

But Laura doesn’t think of it that way. If anything, it makes her see the young Travis still at the heart of him. The sweet, kind one who was always so awkward and shy and wanting, desperately wanting, someone to care about him. It makes her heart ache as she admits the truth, “No, Travis. I didn’t.”

He looks down and she gets the impression that he’s doing his very best not to show any emotion at her confession. But she sees right through it. Sees his relief, his pleasure, his endless hope and she pushes it one step further, “Especially not after what…what you said to me.”

Because I love you.

The words hang in the air between them. An old memory for him, a fresh one for her.

There’s nothing you can say to me that will turn me away, nothing you can do – other than that. Say you don’t love me and I’ll do the right thing. The thing I…I think you want me to do. Tell me you don’t love me and I’ll stop.

“I see. Um. Okay. Good to know.” Travis picks up his wine glass and drains it in one go. Laura licks her lips, wonders if she should say even more.

The Cards We Are Dealt, Chapter 13. From A Full Deck series

[elizabethcrumb]

Here's the colored version of my graphic art 'Past Life' I made sense I've been asked so nicely for it by lots of people ;P Enjoy! BTW I just might make this into a fic :) and my co-writer and I have done just that! Past Lives - Chapter 1 - LizRenKnight, LuluJozeenovak - Beetlejuice (Movies) [Archive of Our Own]

@cellard0ors @afterthefuneral @freshlyjuicedbeetles @rtfics @freakydeakyshoe @bd-z @lanibb @betelgeusing @yaztheangel

[codyswhitebelt]

(18+) daddy?- dbsf!jey uso x fem! reader

seven sentence friday !!

ib: @harmshake (i love you pookie🤭)

pairing(s): jey uso x reader

word count: 79 words😭

summary: your dad’s best friend talks you through your first orgasm.

genre(s): smut!!, dbsf!jey, innocent reader

warning(s): no use of y/n!, cunnilingus, fingering, virgin reader, age gap (reader is 19, jey is 36), petnames !!

you never thought you would have your dad’s bestfriend’s head between your thighs, but here you are.

“c’mon baby, i know you have it in you.”

your breathy moans filled the room, his voice barely a whisper in your ear.

“jey, ‘m so close.”

jey flattened his tongue before diving into you, lapping at your sweet cunt.

your fingers threaded through jey’s hair, pulling tightly as you came on his face, his beard wet.

“you’re such a good girl, my good girl.”

a/n: thank you so much for reading! have a good day, i love you!💌

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[starsarebleeding]

i died when i met you he put us in a car i don't know where we are stains from your kisses on my neck like a blister it's dangerous to go why are you running? i don't give a fuck if your momma says she don't like me you like to complain, i like you anyways know that i'll protect ya, fuck your tarot card blind in the light, did i find what i'm looking for? i want you to knock my lights out, kiss me so hard till we pass out hit me, hit me with another round turn 'round and watch me explode, darling i think i was born to adore you, pretty little thing with a warning with sweat bleedin' down, i found you i can't get enough true love is violent. - TRUE LOVE, VIOLENT a hackearney fanmix - happy birthday @cellard0ors 💖

[anomalisa92]

LA Knight x fem!reader

Summary: reader struggles with nightmares and they've gotten worse while her boyfriend (LA Knight/real name Shaun Ricker) was on the road. But now he's finally back home.

Notes: This is the first thing I wrote in YEARS! Crossed my mind while I couldn't sleep for the exact same reason and then it basically wrote itself. This might be bad, I don't know. Just wanted to put that out there. I used his real name (mainly because I think it's weird when he's called "LA" or "Knight"...like...c'mon 😅) but it's only mentioned like two or three times.

tw: Nightmares but nothing specific. Possibly bad english, since it's not my native language.

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"C'mon baby, time for bed." He said entering the living room after taking a long ass shower. He's finally home again and that's always one of the first things he does.

"Mhm. Just wanna finish watching this movie."

He furrowed his brows, looking at the TV... "Girl that movie isn't even halfway through and you know it word by word..."

"So? I like it. It's one of my favorites."

"Yeah I know it is. And I also know that you always come back to it when you're not feeling good..." he said while he was walking over to the couch, sitting down right next to me.

"That is not tr-"

"Nah nah...stop it. Tell me what's going on baby."

"Look at me...please."

I couldn't...I knew I would start crying...So I just blankly stared to the floor.

He softly grabbed my chin, turning my head in his direction.

The moment my eyes met his I could feel the tears starting to build...

"Baby what's wrong? Why don't you wanna go to -" and with that it dawned on him. He wrapped his arms around me and my tears started falling while I was hiding my face against his shoulder.

He slowly stroked my back with one hand while the other one was at the back of my head.

"Why didn't you tell me that they're back again babe?"

"You would've just been worried and I didn't want that. And there wasn't anything you could've done about it anyway" I half said, half sobbed my answer.

"I would've come home sweetheart, you know that!"

"I do, but I didn't want you to do that just because I have nightmares like a stupid little child..."

"Stop that. We both know that your dreams are nothing like those of children. Hell Stephen King could learn from them..."

I chuckled with my tears still falling.

"You're an idiot."

"Why? I'm serious. You two should meet someday, I'm sure this man could use some ideas. You could earn a shit load of money." I could hear that he was smiling like a dumbass.

I looked up at him and he brushed my hair out of my face. His hand stayed at my cheek where his thumb slowly caressed it.

"I've missed you so much..." he said before he pressed his lips onto mine.

"I've missed you too..." I whispered before the tears slowly started streaming down my face again. He wiped them away and looked into my eyes.

"I'm here now baby. You're not alone. I'll be right beside you, no matter what. Let's go to bed, okay?" I just nodded my head...

He reached behind me to grab the remote and turned off the TV. Then he picked me up like I was weighing nothing and carried me to our bedroom. He sat me down, helped me out of my hoodie and sweatpants and then crawled to his side of the bed, which was painfully empty for the last three weeks. I cuddled right into him and he put the blanket over both of us, securing me with his arms.

As he was stroking my back and playing with my hair I finally felt safe again. Between kisses to my head and forehead he kept quietly talking to me.

"It's gonna be okay baby. I'm right here and I love you so much. I'll make sure you're safe. Nobody's gonna hurt you."

I slowly drifted into sleep, absolutely exhausted from the nights that were laying behind me...

Hours later it started...again...I was terrified and scared to death...there was nowhere to go...no way out of this hell...

Then I heard it...someone was calling my name...but it wasn't them...it was...

"SHAUN!!!" I shot up! I didn't quite realize I was awake yet, still haunted by what I just went through, almost dripping of sweat.

"Hey baby it's okay! It's okay! I'm right here! You're safe! No one's hurting you." There he was, sitting right beside me, trying to completely snap me back to reality...

"Hey hey baby breathe! It's okay. I'm okay. Look at me, I'm fine. Nobody did anything to me, okay?" He held me by my shoulders, trying to convince me that I escaped. I looked at him and started sobbing. He held me to his chest and just let me cry it out, telling me that everything's fine and I'm gonna be okay.

"Shaun! You... He... He was... and then you... but I..."

After a while he asked "You wanna talk about it?" I rapidly shook my head and wrapped my arms around him even tighter. "That's okay, you don't have to. Want something to drink?" Only then I realized how dry my throat was... I nodded "Yes please..." "Okay I'll be right back princess." He kissed my forehead and went to the kitchen only to return with a large cup shortly after. "Thank you" I said and drank half of it in one swing.

"You feel better now?" He asked while he was holding my hand.

"A little...thank you...and sorry..."

"Baby we've been over this...there is nothing to be sorry about! Let's get you cleaned up a little, okay?" With my hand still in his, he guided me to the bathroom and started the shower.

We got back into our bed and immediately cuddled up again, his arms holding me close to make sure I feel safe.

"Wash that sweat off real quick, I'll get you some new clothes." he said with a kiss to my forehead. And so I did. When I stepped out of the shower he was already waiting with a towel. He wrapped it around me and helped drying me off. I put on the clothes he got me and he grabbed my face with both hands, looking straight into my eyes. "I love you so much baby." he said and leaned down to kiss me. Once we finally broke apart he took my hand again, guiding me back to our bedroom. "Let's get back to sleep, okay?"

But this time...I was dreaming of him...and a little mini Shaun running around his legs while he was holding an even smaller mini me...For the first time in a long time I wished for one of my dreams to come true...

"I am so proud of you baby. I promise you I won't let anybody hurt you. I love you so much." "I love you too" I answered as I could already feel myself drifting back to sleep again.

Guys...just let me tell you I was SOBBING!

I hope it's not as bad as it feels to me 😅

Will I write more? I have absolutely no idea...got some tough shit waiting ahead of me...we'll see...

[teamhawkeye]

tagged by @neonshrike and @laindtt, thank you both!

tagging @jamessunderlandgf @scalpelsister @evilvvithin @starsandskies @red-nightskies

@statichvm @spookyscaryscully @cellard0ors @lxmbert @chyrstis and anyone else wanting to play, tag me in yours!

[dimmadoome]

Eyy. This in one of those tag a friend posts. @cellard0ors did a blanket tag and I was like....yesssss.

Post a gif of ten of your favorite shows without saying what they are and tag some folk to go the same

...Sure. I can do that.

@pervywriting @nikageeee @courier-jackalope @cleucas @draganwhorror

None of you actually have to do this. It was just the first tag your friends I actually liked enough to do.

[ange-de-la-mort]

Tbh my main Joxer ship is actually with Ares and Joxer/Jett kinda snuck up on me from behind and tackled me to the ground with full force lmao I had NOT expected to ship them. 

(Also, shhh, please do, I’d love to read them in your interpretation! <3 They deserve all the feels. And all the porn. And all the porn with feels.)

[alikaheroes]

LA Knight

Friday Night SmackDown, December 1, 2023

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@romanthereigns @readysetkissmyass @cellard0ors

[pixie-mask]

Why!!!!!! Why!!!!!``

They get better at kissing.

They get better at a lot of things.

Shifting from best friends to boyfriend and girlfriend is never even discussed - it just happens organically.

Kissing becomes more than a pastime and it's Laura who has to pump the breaks whenever things get a little too heated.

Travis doesn't mind - he'll wait for her. When she's ready, he'll be ready too. He doesn't have to lose his virginity anytime soon - so long as he loses it with her, he's happy.

Neither of them have made the big declaration of feelings, but it's obvious in the way they look at one another and speak to each other, the way in which Laura's fallen asleep on his chest just listening to his heartbeat so many times.

Travis turns nineteen when Laura gives him the best birthday present ever. They're down by the shore side where they first met, bathed in a twilight glow when Laura whispers, "So...my First Embarkment is soon."

He knows this, but they haven't talked about it much. There are so many details about being a Mer that Laura can't reveal. Her people are terribly secretive.

But some things he knows - like how they travel and blend in with humans. How their society works beneath the water. How they can harness and use some magic - although Laura never gets into the specifics of that, because the details of their magic is very private.

But still - he knows things and knows in a year's time, she'll be twenty and of age for her First Embarkment. Which means she has several options laid out before her.

She can spend the next ten years still tethered to this lake or she can move to another body of water and try life there.

Or...

Travis feels breathless even as he asks, "Yeah?"

...as if he doesn't know. As if he hasn't been thinking about it for some time now. Laura nods and looks at him. She takes one of his hands in hers and whispers, "Yeah and I was thinking...I mean, you-you know how I've been putting off us, ah-?"

She doesn't say it, but she doesn't have to, as Travis pushes up his glasses with his free hand, "I know. And like I've told you before, it's okay. We don't have to-!"

Laura stops his words with a kiss. She finds it's the easiest way to stop him once he starts rambling. After the kiss, she smiles softly, "Anyway, I've been putting it off because I-I was thinking we could do that as a celebration, y'know? After my First Embarkment."

Travis feels dizzy. Delirious with excitement as he gasps, "Are you saying-?"

"I...I'm going to choose the land " Laura says, taking his face in both her hands, "I'm going to choose you."

Travis has never felt so light, so wonderful. He has no doubt his face is shining with his happiness as he lets out a pleased whoop and draws her close, as he kisses her, as he lets himself be consumed by a joy he didn't know he could ever even feel.

A joy that bursts like a soap bubble in the next week. According to Ma, Travis has been 'neglecting' his brotherly duties (doing god knows what, god knows where!) and she sternly (and physically) reminds him of it.

Once the sweaty hand prints from her most recent (and vicious) slaps fade, he asks both Chris and Bobby what they'd like to do. Apparently a fair is in town and they're eager to go, so Travis takes them.

He wishes he could invite Laura to join them, but he knows better - having kept the majority of her existence a secret from his family. Chris - however - knows bits and pieces and - having never met her in person - often remarks upon her as Travis's 'imaginary' girlfriend.

Travis has always taken this in stride, because he's never felt the need to prove or validate her existence. In fact, he rather likes keeping her all to himself.

Tonight, however, Chris is particularly annoying about it.

Travis wins a toy for Bobby at the shooting range and Chris talks about how Travis should try and win something for his 'imaginary' girlfriend'.

They ride the ferris wheel. Chris talks about how Travis should come back and ride it with his 'imaginary' girlfriend'.

They go to the petting zoo. Chris asks if Travis's 'imaginary' girlfriend' would like it.

This goes on and on until Travis finally snaps, "ENOUGH, Christopher!"

"Aw, c'mon, I'm just razzing you!" Chris chuckles, clearly thinking that his teasing is merely sibling fun, "I'm sure she's as real as Walter the World's Hairiest Man over there!"

They're within the confines of the fair's freak show and sure enough, there's a man to one side covered from head to toe in long hair. Hair that looks like it's being held in place by cosmetic glue, bringing to light what a fraud it is.

Travis rolls his eyes, "She IS real."

"Sure, sure." Chris's tone is aggravating in it's clear patronizing droll, "Like The Elastic Girl over there?"

He points to a girl who is clearly very bendable, her body practically a pretzel in its current shape. Travis scowls - irritated with Chris and frankly this part of the fair, which he feels was put together in poor taste.

"Just drop it, Chris!"

"Don't be such a spoilsport, T! I just want to meet her, that's all! What, is she really ugly? Is that it?"

"What?!? NO! She's beaut-!"

"Is she really fat? Are you embarrassed to be seen with her because she's huge?"

"I'm NOT-!"

"Is she a gremlin and you can't feed her after mignigh-?"

"SHE'S A MERMAID! OKAY?!" Travis bellows it at the top of his lungs and both Chris and Bobby seem shook by it.

Chris, however, quickly recovers, "Psh! Yeah, right."

Travis is breathing heavily, his face red from his outburst, when suddenly a cool voice speaks up, "A mermaid, you say?"

Travis turns to see a woman with wild brown curls and the coldest blue eyes he's ever seen. She's eyeing him like a hungry vulture eyes a meal as she purrs, "How delightful."

Travis swallows, feeling suddenly cod, "Sh-she's not a real mermaid. Real mermaids don't exist."

"Oh no, no, no," she clicks her tongue, "Of course not."

...but she doesn't sound like she means it. She sounds like she's humoring him. Travis gives her a weak smile and then gestures towards his brothers, who are looking at some other exhibit, "I'm just-?"

Travis wanders off, tries to pay attention to the 'dog boy' display in front of them, but it's hard. Because he still feels like the woman's eyes are on him, freezing him to the bone.

After a few days he forgets all about it. Until he's back with Laura by the shoreline, kissing her and telling her about the fair only to feel as if those eyes are on him again - he feels them and then he hears, "Ah, ha! So here you are!"

Travis and Laura turn to see the same woman Travis saw at the fair. He had no idea how she managed to approach them so quietly, but she looks terribly pleased as she coos, "The spell I cast on you was unspoken, my dear boy. As such, I was worried it had not taken effect. Yet here we all are."

Travis quickly moves to block Laura, knowing a threat when he senses one, but the woman - the witch - appears unimpressed, "And my, my, my! It would appear your little girlfriend is, in fact, an actual mermaid after all! Will wonders never cease!"

"She's not-!"

"Magic recognizes magic, silly boy." The smile she gives him is practically reptilian before she focuses her full attention in Laura, "I've heard of your kind before, but you're notoriously hard to pin down. Luckily for me..."

Laura now pushes Travis to one side. She takes over the role of protector, "What do you want?"

"Oh, not much. Simply a new addition to my collection. I am so hoping to break out on my own. Separate myself from the fair folk and when I overheard your paramour mention you, I just knew you'd make a lovely attraction..."

Laura turns to Travis, the expression on her face heart wrenching, "You told someone about me?"

"No!" He cries, "I didn't-!"

"Now, now - I won't be held responsible for a lover's quarrel, my dear. I was merely eavesdropping on this one and his brother. That's all."

"But you still told someone..." Laura casts her eyes down and Travis feels as if he's being repeatedly stabbed in the gut, "...I told you... I told you to never tell anyone about me. Not ever."

"Laura..." Travis reaches for her, but she pulls away. The witch clicks her tongue again, "Oh, such a shame! But, you need not worry about it for long, my boy. This pain shall soon pass."

She reaches within her voluminous coat and withdraws a gun, pointing it at him, "Of this I can assure you..."

"No!" Laura cries and she holds up a hand, her body blocking Travis's more than ever, "Wait, wait! Let me sing to him!"

The woman eyes her critically and Laura swallows thickly, "I-if you know anything about us at all - you know what the sirens taught us. Let me sing to him."

The woman is still holding the gun, but she hasn't fired. Laura continues to push her luck, "Let me sing...and there won't be any witnesses."

"And you'll come with me," the woman adds, "Willingly."

Laura's lower lip trembles, one tear escaping even as she manages a weak, squeaking, "Yes."

The woman breathes in loudly, then nods, "Very well. But you'd best not try anything funny."

Laura nods and turns to Travis. He looks at her and suddenly he can't stop himself from crying, his voice breaking as he asks, "Laura?"

"Shh, shh." She whispers and kisses him. He tastes her tears and his own. He's started hiccuping, sobs clogging his throat, because he knows something is about to happen, something terrible.

Laura draws away, but presses her forehead to his as she moans, "I love you..."

"I..." Travis's voice is tremulous, threadbare, as he answers, "I love you, too. I love you so much, Laura. Please. Please, please don't do this...please don't leave me, please..."

"Shh," she hushes him again, "It's-it's okay. It's okay. You won't-! You won't even-!"

The last comes out high, stretched with pain, and she kisses him a few more times and he clings to her. Travis holds her to himself so, so tightly. Because if he holds on and doesn't let go, he won't lose her. She won't leave him, she won't-!

...Laura begins to sing.

The song...the words...so beautiful...

Travis is lost in them. In the sound. In the dreamy quality and he's not crying anymore. In fact, he doesn't feel much of anything any more. Just calm. Just ease. Just the sound of a lovely voice and blue eyes and then just... gone.

+

"...ravis? Travis!

Travis groans and opens his eyes. Chris is leaning over him and smirking, "What the heck are you doing all the way out here?"

"What am I-?" Travis sits up slowly. He's down by the shoreline of Lake Septimus. He blinks a few times and then yawns, "I don't know. I musta fallen asleep."

"Asleep, huh?"

"Yeah." Travis stretches and boy does he feel relaxed. He doesn't remember falling asleep, but it was no doubt a good nap. He hasn't felt this well rested in...well, ever.

Chris sighs, "Well, Ma's really mad. You've been gone for hours. I just figured you were out with your imaginary girlfriend."

Travis wrinkles his nose, "My what?"

"You know, that girl you made up? Laura?"

"Laura?" Travis repeats, "I don't know any Laura..."

Chris snorts, "I know. I just said you made her up!"

"Shut up!" Travis says with a laugh as he gets to his feet and stretches again. Imaginary girlfriend... whatever. He follows Chris back to their house and back to his solitary life, the only one he's ever known.

[hackearneyexchange]

Story Reveals #4

Last day of story reveals! Authors will be revealed on August 27 by 5pm EDT. Any additional works will be posted as they come.

A Drink With Death for @burning-peanut

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Laura, An aspiring nurse from the 1920's finds herself at the wrong place at the wrong time. She unwittingly stumbles upon the inner workings of a local mafia group as her life spirals. Stuck between her dreams and the underground life of illicit activities, she must carve her way out or be pulled more towards the depths of the Underworld.

In deathly bloom for @absentheart

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Her own blood fills her open mouth, dribbling down to her chin - but she knows that’s not what she’s craving for. She smells it in the air. Someone else’s blood.

Mangez Bien, Riez Souvent, Aimez Beaucoup for @pixie-mask

Rating: Teen Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Travis and Laura are in love! And they go on vacation! But mostly they support each other and overcome problems together. Living the dream.

Burdened Soul for @cellard0ors

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings

Everyone carries a soulmark but not everyone has a romantic soulmate. Sometimes its platonic, sometimes its a hobby or career that you'll spend the rest of your life in. Travis really thought that the six pointed star tattooed on his ribs meant something. Meant he would be a sheriff until he died. That was a lie. It had been her who had marked him. It had been Laura all along.

[codyswhitebelt]

(18+) for you- roman reigns x fem!reader

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pairing(s): roman reigns x fem!reader

summary: you want to celebrate roman’s wrestlemania win.

word count: 446 words

genre(s): fluffy smut, sweet roman

warning(s): super sweet love making😵‍💫, no use of y/n, cowgirl, missionary (obv), porn with very little plot, praise kink, breeding kink go brrrr, swearing

a/n: hi loves! hope you enjoy this lil blurb abt roman🤭. i saw the gif and HADDD to write smth. i also feel like so many people write roman being so authoritative and demanding, so i made it my mission to make smth cutie! enjoy angels!💌

his thrusts were soft and slow as he whispered to me. “this was all for you, mama. all this was for you.” he points at the championship belt in the corner.

i whimper at his sweet confession. “i love you, ro.” my hands desperately gripped at his broad shoulders, nails dragging down his arms.

he slowed, still inside me, to flip me over to ride him. “i love you so much.” he groaned as his hands gripped my hips, lifting me up and impaling me down onto his cock.

i moaned, his thick cock stretching me so well. “take me so well, baby.” he praises, obscenities are whispered under his breath as he fills me up.

i feel him pulsing inside of me and a hand coming up to lightly wrap around my throat. “i’m so close, ro.” i whine, my legs beginning to shake.

“me too angel..” his eyes are shut tightly, his long curled hair sticking to his sweaty body. “where you want it?” he takes in a sharp breath as his fingers dig into my hips.

“inside me.” the phrase leaves my mouth as my husband’s eyes open, eyebrows slightly raised. “really?” he questions, his eyes shining. i nod and he immediately slams me onto the bed.

rutting into me, he speaks. “gone fuck a baby into you.” his hand finds his way back up to my throat, pushing me further into the soft, cushy mattress. “you want that, huh? wanna have my baby?” whimpers and moans leave me, my orgasm getting closer and closer. i want to speak but my voice is caught in my throat as roman’s tip hits my cervix. i moan loudly. “ro, ro, oh- fuck!” i’m so close and i can feel roman is too.

“c’mon baby, lemme feel you come all on this cock, yeah?” his hand leaves my throat to travel down my body and tease my clit. “‘m so close..” as soon as the statement leaves my mouth, he pinches my clit and it sends me over the edge. roman’s not far behind me and groans, painting my insides with his sticky seed. i hum pleasantly, feeling his warmth inside of me. roman pulls out and leans down to push all the fluids back inside my leaking cunt.

“now you really gone be a mama, huh?” he chuckles as i lay back, laughing. “c’mere.” i open my arms and he lays down next to me as i cuddle into his chest. “mm, i love you so much.” he says, rubbing my bare stomach. “i love you more.” my eyes close and i listen to his heartbeat, drifting off to sleep.

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[anomalisa92]

PLEASE! I can't take this anymore 😩😩😩 @romanthereigns @readysetkissmyass @cellard0ors @theemorose