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wheeler-beretta-harwood · 2 years ago

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Walk Funny (Cash Wheeler x Reader x Dax Harwood)

Warnings: smut, 18+ only, threesome, descriptive sexual acts

A/N: So this is it. My first and probably last threesome. I dedicate this to @springgirlwaiting4fall and @im-just-a-mississippi-girl. You are the best. I apologize, this turned out to be a 4.4k word monster. I hope you will enjoy this at least a little bit. Not proofread.

You watched in awe when your boys beat both Roppongi Vice and United Empire to win the IWGP tag team championship and became 7 Star FTR. They deserved this more than anyone else. Finally, the years of training and all the hard work they put in to be the best tag team in the world paid off. As they made their way to the back, everyone at the Gorilla position clapped and congratulated them. You smiled to yourself when they got the praise they earned and needed, from both their boss as well as their fellow wrestlers. For a brief moment, Cash's eyes met yours, and he smiled brightly at you. You applauded him and then looked over to Dax, who also grinned in your direction. You returned the smile and patted your left shoulder, silently asking him if he was okay. He meekly nodded as a response before their focus was taken away from you. They still had a lot of work to do, so you patiently waited backstage for them. You secretly hoped you would celebrate their win at the hotel once they were finished. So you sat there, scrolling through twitter and instagram to see the reactions of tonight's events, all while you remembered the first time the three of you had your special celebration...or well, the little you could recall of it.

To be honest, the whole night was one big blur to you...and Dax. The only one to know what had happened was Cash, because unlike you, he hadn't been wasted that night. When you woke up in the morning, completely naked in between your two friends, who were just as bare as you, you freaked out, trying to wiggle your way out of their embrace. In doing so, you woke both of them, which resulted in a just as freaked out Dax who tried his hardest to cover him up as fast as possible, and a clearly amused Cash. "You two don't remember a damn thing, do ya?" He chuckled. Dax shook his head while you just stared at the younger man, waiting for an explanation. "Well, Y/N, you and Dax had a little too much to drink last night, and you let it slip that you wanted to have sex with us. Both of us. At the same time. Then Mr. Harwood over here liked the idea so much that he basically dragged the two of us out of the bar, to his hotel room." Cash looked between Dax and you, and after a short pause that seemed like an eternity to you, added. "And then we had sex." Your eyes grew big in shock, and you shivered, finally realizing you sat on the bed with everything on display for the two men in front of you. You hastily grabbed the blanket to cover yourself, and as a result exposed Cash and Dax to your eyes. No matter how hard you tried to avoid staring at their most private parts, you couldn't. Your eyes roamed all over their bodies and before you even realized it, you spoke. "Was...was it any good?" A thunderous laughter left Cash's mouth and bounced off the walls of the hotel room as he stood up from the bed, completely unashamed of his nudity. "It was fucking fantastic", he replied, pressing a sweet kiss on your cheek. "We should do it again sometime."

And you did. Every time there was a cause for celebration, the three of you ended the nights wrapped around each other's bodies. And Cash was right: it was fantastic. Soon, there didn't need to be a reason for you to use as an excuse to make love to these two, you just enjoyed yourselves whenever you felt like it. And tonight would not be any different...

So when the two men finally made their way over to you, bags slung over their shoulders, all the tag team gold in their hands, you grew excited. As they came to a stop next to you, you took both their bags with a determined look in your eyes that told both of them not to argue about it. "You carry the gold, I'll carry the rest." With those words you walked over to your rental car and put the bags in the trunk before sitting in the driver's seat.

The drive to the hotel was silent, the air thick with anticipation. When you entered the elevator, each one leaning against a different wall, none of you said a word. Dax smiled to himself when he noticed the little looks you and Cash exchanged every now and then: both pretending to not look at the other, and when your eyes accidently met, a shy smile graced both your lips. He thought it was funny how your behavior was about to change. It was always the same with you...

Once you were in your hotel room, the door behind you closed, you two were all over each other like teenagers. The bags you carried were thrown into the corner of the room. Your lips crashed on Cash's while he tucked at your shirt. Within seconds, shoes and clothes were carelessly tossed around, hands roaming all over each other. There was a certain urgency to every movement your bodies made, a need and desire that left no room for a proper, slow foreplay. Dax watched intently until both of you wore nothing but your underwear. In the beginning, he had felt left out whenever this happened, like he was just a silent watcher and not part of the fun, but he soon learned to cherish this moment. The way Cash's and your body moved together turned him on so much. He eyed the growing bulge in Cash's briefs before he got distracted by you. Although your lips were still connected to Cash's, tongues fighting for dominance while soft moans left your mouth, your right hand left Cash's half hard cock to blindly reach into the room in an attempt to get ahold of Dax. When he noticed, he took your hand and let himself be pulled towards you. You pecked the younger man's lips one last time before you turned around to face Dax.

The smile you wore took his breath away for a second. He was amazed at how quickly your pace changed. The hurried making out with Cash was replaced by a soft touch to Dax's face. You cupped his cheek with your free hand and tenderly pressed your lips on his. Dax wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you flush against him. Just as he wanted to take his shirt off, you took his hands in yours to stop him. "Wait, let me." There was something beautiful about undressing Dax. While you always seemed to be in a hurry to get Cash naked, Dax was like a christmas present to you. Delicately wrapped, you were mindful to not get any wrinkles in his clothes or toss them around. He'd usually get flustered the less he wore, unable to comprehend why you'd admire his body the way you did. He physically was a beast, broad shoulders and thick thighs being his trademark; yet every movement he made during sex was to bring you the pleasure he thought you deserved. He always put you first, and treated you like a queen. You slowly got rid of his shirt, then got down to untie his shoes and take off his socks. When you got back up and kissed him again, more passionate this time, you felt Cash move closer behind you, unclasping your bra and pressing his lips on your shoulder. While your hands roamed over Dax's chest before palming his hard on, you grinded your ass against Cash. All three of you moaned at the interaction before you took off Dax's jeans and took a step back from both men, who now wore nothing but their briefs. You grinned at them. "It's time to show my champs just how proud I am of them." You merely whispered as you got on your knees in front of them, slowly pulling down the bald man's underwear before Cash's, needy eyes watching both cocks spring free. The way the two men looked at you in anticipation, eyes hungry and excited for what's to come, sent a shiver down your spine. You took each in your hands and slowly, teasingly pumped their cocks. Then, you licked the tip of Cash's cock and started sucking on it, all while jerking off Dax. After you bobbed your head a few times, you switched to Dax and did the same to him. With each switch between them, you took them down a little further until their dicks hit the back of your throat. It turned both men's brains to mush, unable to form a full sentence. They both just looked down at you, eyes never leaving your mouth as you worked both.

The power you had over them once you had their dicks in your mouth, the way you were in control made you moan around them, leaving each of them a groaning mess. At some point, when their moans turned louder and louder, you knew it was time for their special treatment. It didn't take you long to find out what each of them enjoyed the most in bed, and you were more than willing to give them what they craved.

So you turned your body to fully face Dax, taking him all the way down your throat one last time, hallowing your cheeks before you let his dick slide out of your mouth. As you started jerking him off again, you looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back down, because he also knew what was about to come. You licked along his shaft one last time, tracing the vein prominent and then moved down to press light kisses on his balls. He threw his head back when you took one of them in your mouth, massaging it with your tongue. "Shit, Y/N."

He groaned after some time, eyes darting down at you. He loved the way his hard cock dangled right over your face while you sucked his balls. You moaned again when you took in all two at once, sucking hard on both of them. Dax's body shivered at the interaction, before he noticed Cash placing a hand on the back of your head. For a moment, Dax had forgotten he was there too. "I think it's time you pay some attention to Cash...He seems needy." He chuckled a bit, but was honestly glad he found an excuse to make you stop. He knew he was close to his release, and also painfully aware he was too tired to go for another round. So he stepped back, trying to calm himself down so he'd last long enough.

Your hands gently rubbed Cash's thigh as you turned your focus to the younger man. Then they travelled upwards and gripped his hands in yours, guiding them close to your face. You placed a kiss on the inside of each of his hands and brought them to the sides of your head. Then, you smiled up at him and slowly opened your mouth. He ran his thumb over your cheek before pushing his cock in. "You're such a good girl, Y/N. You always know what we want." He said as he slowly started to fuck your face. With each thrust, he went down your throat a little further, being careful not to choke you with his dick. Your eyes were glued to his face, taking in each and every movement of his features: the way he pressed his eyes shut when he was all the way down your throat, the way his mouth hung open each time you moaned around his cock, the way his breath hitched every now and then, and the crooked smile that spread across his face when you brought your hands up to squeeze his ass. Everything about him screamed pure sex. After a few last rough thrusts, he pulled you up by your shoulders and hungrily kissed you.

"I think it's time we return the favor, huh, Dax?" He made it sound like a question, but all three of you knew it wasn't. Then he picked you up bridal style and walked over to the bed where he tossed you on it, eliciting a soft giggle from you. He plopped down next to you and trailed kisses along your neck, hands slowly moving up and down your stomach before pulling down your already soaked panties. His lips travelled along your collarbone, nibbling at the sensitive skin before he moved to pay some attention to your heaving chest. He gently kneaded both your breasts before he peppered them with small kisses until he finally flicked his tongue over your sensitive bud and started sucking. A lustful moan left your mouth when he did, and you were so focused on Cash that you didn't realize Dax moving down between your legs, tenderly spreading them. So you were completely taken by surprise when you felt him licking a stripe through your folds. You gasped, head shooting off the pillows to look down at him. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, eyes never leaving yours as he expertly sucked in your clit. "Fuck, Dax. Just like that." One of your hands moved down to run your fingers over his bald head, the other hand desperately clawed at Cash's back. Dax spread your legs even further, running his tongue up and down your sensitive pearl. You arched your back as he worked you, sending waves of pleasure all through your body. The way his tongue darted out to roll your bundle of nerves around, combined with the way he knew just how hard to suck on it was just heavenly. There was no one on earth that was better at giving head than Dax Harwood. He didn't even need to finger you to make you cum. He just needed his tongue to turn you into a puddle of goo. Cash still sucked and bit down at your nipples, adding to the pleasure Dax brought you. "He's making you feel so good, right?" Cash asked when he moved his lips from your chest up to your neck which earned him a lustful groan of Dax that vibrated against your skin.

God, you loved how talkative Cash was. Despite being the more silent and reserved one of the two, when it came to sex, he liked to make sure you knew how good you made him feel...or how good Dax made you feel. He praised both of you equally, and it turned the two of you on so much. "So - fucking - good." You pressed out between moans, making sure you made eye contact with Dax again when you spoke. The look in his eyes, dark with lust, sent a shiver down your spine. Your breathing became more and more labored, your moans changing from deep growls to high pitched yelps, legs shaking around Dax's head. You felt the heat rise in your lower stomach with each passing second. You were close. So close. The two men noticed too, trying everything to give you your well deserved first release of the night.

"Come on baby, cum for us. Show Dax just how good he's taking care of you." Cash's lips were now right by your ear, ghosting over your earlobe before playfully biting down at it, all while pinching your hard nipples.

Dax moaned again as he sucked on your clit, and combined with Cash's words, you completely let lose, legs trapping the bald man's head while you moaned his name and after a few moments your body went limp. Dax lapped up your juices as if he was afraid of spilling a single drop.

Both men stood up from the bed to look down at the mess they made out of you. While Cash just smiled, Dax licked his lips a few times, still tasting you on them. When you slowly came down from your high, you propped yourself up on your elbows, eyes roaming over both their bodies, focusing on their hard ons.

"I need to feel you." You whispered. "Both of you. Now. Please."

The tag partners shared a look and grinned at each other. "She's really cute when she's needy, don't ya think so, Dax?" Cash stated, and Dax hummed as response. You got up on all fours and crawled along the bed until you were right in front of their cocks. As you lifted yourself up on your knees, your hands interlocked behind Dax's head, pulling him down for a needy kiss, which resulted in him moaning in your mouth. You could still taste yourself on his lips. When you moved to kiss Cash, your tongue licking his lips, he snaked his arms around your back and gently pushed you down on the bed again, laying on top of you. He kissed you back, almost innocently and then rolled around so you were on top of him, his lips never leaving yours. As you straddled his lap, you pressed open mouth kisses along his neck, down to his chest, while you mumbled sweet nothings against his skin. He sighed at your touch and if you were being honest, you wanted to tease him, make him real desperate for you. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't deny the fact that you needed him just as much, so you brought your hand down between your bodies and guided his cock against your entrance, slowly sinking down on him. A low moan escaped your lips: Cash always filled you up so good. He groaned as he grabbed your thighs, trying to urge you to move right away, but you needed a moment to get used to his size. When you started rolling your hips, you threw your head back and got completely lost in the moment. "Fuck, Cash. So good." The words were dripping with lust, you were completely blissed out. A low growl left his lips before he started thrusting his hips up to meet your movements, the sound of skin clashing against skin filling the room. After a few moments your heard a faint click behind you, felt the bed dip and Dax's hand gently rubbing your butt cheeks. Cash paused his movements, his cock buried inside your pussy, letting his friend get you prepared for more fun.

Dax had spread the lube on his fingers as well as his cock and was now pushing one finger inside your ass, slowly pumping in and out. It always felt uncomfortable at first, until he found the angle that made you whimper. When that happened, he added another finger and started scissoring so you were ready for his cock. Cash started moving again too, shallowly thrusting up. "Dax, please. I need more."

He didn't answer verbally, but pulled his fingers out of you, positioning himself at your entrance, while his mouth went to your shoulder gently biting down on it as he slowly entered you.

Your face momentarily distorted from the pain and your upper body collapsed onto Cash's chest. The man underneath you gently stroked your hair and placed a soft kiss on the top of your head. "You're doing so good, babygirl." His voice was soothing and you soon relaxed again, smiling against his skin before you lifted yourself up from Cash, looking behind you at Dax and nodding your head in his direction - your silent permission for him to start moving.

As soon as he thrusted in you, he grunted. "Damn, Y/N, you're so fucking tight."

Waves of pleasure rushed through your whole body as Dax gently fucked your ass. Soon, Cash started moving again as well. In the beginning, you were always surprised how the two of them found the perfect rhythm right away, but then it dawned on you: these two knew each other like the back of their hands. There was a reason why they were considered one of the best tag teams of all time; and it was the fact they they worked together like a well-oiled machine. There was a blind understanding between them others could not comprehend, not even you.

Your moans became more rapid, and as much as you enjoyed the tender treatment, you needed more. "Harder, boys. Don't hold back. Make me walk funny for a week." The two of them shared a look and smiled at each other. They always loved it when you wanted it rough. Without wasting another second, they started pounding like it would be the last chance they ever got. One would slide in while the other would pull out until only the tip remained inside you. You arched your back in pleasure, hands on Cash's chest to keep you up straight. Cash brought his hand up to your face, cupping your cheek, thumb tracing your lips. Your eyes were glossy when you looked down at him while you opened your mouth and started sucking on his thumb which resulted in Cash's mouth hanging slighty open from pleasure. Sometimes he wondered what took you so long to finally have sex. You've been friends for years before it first happened, and he had always been attracted to you. Same with Dax. But for some reason, the thought that the attraction worked both ways never crossed their minds. Or maybe it was just too sinful to even think about it. But that one night, when you had one too many drinks and admitted just how much you wanted them, definitely was the best night of his life.

He groaned once more before he removed his thumb from your mouth and turned his attention to Dax behind you. "I think we should start to really fuck her. What do you think, Dax?"

"Fuck yes!" He growled as his left hand ran along your back up to your neck. It snaked around your throat and stayed there, pulling you backwards against his chest. Cash's hands moved up to your breasts, kneading the soft flesh and roughly pinching your hard nipples. Then, without further warning, both of them thrusted into you at the same time, setting a relentless pace. The way their two cocks filled you up in a way you didn't think was possible was driving you wild. They were stretching you so deliciously it felt like they were rubbing against each other with every thrust.

"Oh my God, Dax, Cash, just like that. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop." You cried out as you felt the burning sensation in your lower stomach rise. You pressed your eyes shut, only focusing on the sounds that filled the room: Cash's soft moans, your desperate whimpers, Dax's low growls, and skin slapping rapidly against skin...it had to be the hottest thing you ever heard.

"Damn, Cash, do you feel that? She's gotta be close; clenching around me like crazy."

"Yeah, I feel it too. She's getting so tight, I barely fit in anymore."

Okay, THAT had to be the hottest thing you ever heard, these two talking about you like you weren't even there. Just as you wanted to reply, Dax brought his free hand between your legs, pressing his index and middle finger against your clit before rubbing rough circles. All words left your body, all you could do was whimper. Your whole body was on fire, their hands caressing your most sensitive parts. Tears streamed down your face as the most intense orgasm you ever had ripped through you, making every nerve tingle with pleasure. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head while Cash and Dax fucked you through your orgasm, clenching uncontrollably around their cocks. Dax could feel your low moans vibrate in your throat.

It didn't take long until Cash felt his climax approach. He wanted to pull out and move away from under you, jerking himself off on your tits, like he usually did. As soon as you felt him move, you grabbed his wrists, making him stop dead in his tracks. "Wait, don't go, baby. Cum in me. I need to feel you. Both of you. Please, I want it so bad. Fill me up."

He paused for a moment, uncertain of what to do. When his eyes met Dax's, who was close himself, the bald man just nodded at his younger partner before he let out one last lustful groan, stopped all movements, and came in your ass. Both of you shuddered at the sensation before Dax rested his forehead against your shoulder, sloppily pressing light kisses on your skin.

Your eyes were glued to Cash's, who thrusted a few more times into you until he too stopped moving, coating your walls with his seed. He lifted his upper body up, snaked his arms around your body and cradled his face against your chest.

The three of you stayed like this, you wrapped up between their bodies, slowly coming down from your highs. After some time, you felt Dax move away from behind you to leave for the bathroom. You wanted to follow him to get cleaned up, but as soon as your feet hit the ground, your knees gave in and you almost collapsed on the floor, only able to steady yourself by leaning against the wall. Cash quickly got up to aid you, but couldn't suppress the laughter leaving his mouth. When he saw you frown, he chuckled a bit. "Well, to be fair, you wanted us to fuck you so you'd walk funny." You snickered as you wrapped your arms around his waist to steady yourself. Just then, Dax returned with a washcloth to clean you up. When he was finished, Cash lifted you up bridal style and layed you down on the bed before snuggling up behind you. Dax joined you, laying in front of you, pressing his forehead against yours. You gently pecked his lips and smiled at him. "I can't wait until you guys become 8 Star FTR." Both men laughed before cuddling as close as possible to you, the three of you slowly dozing off to sleep.

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daddyhausen · 2 years ago

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• kinktober — day twenty six : striptease — dax harwood •

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{ masterlists } | { kinktober 2022 }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, striptease, riding, male + female orgasm, nipple play, biting, praise, rough sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, squirting, internal cumshot, vaginal creampie

{ word count } — 428

{ pairing } — fem!reader x dax harwood

{ genre } — smut

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{ taglist } — @stxrrlightwrites13 @boutmachines @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @baysexuality @legit9thlunaticwarrior @slut4kennyomega @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @damnnhausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @baybay-boom

{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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“you’re home early”

you mentioned to your husband as he stood in the doorway, wide eyed, mouth agape

his eyes scanned your frame for a moment

trying to desperately recount his words

“and you’re…” he stammered over his words

“…in you’re delicates”

he cocked an eyebrow for a moment, mentioning to the blush pink lingerie that adorned your figure

the lace was practically seethrough, decorated with small embroided flowers

it left very little to the imagination

and to that of your husbands that is for sure

“well, i wanted to suprise you”

you mewled seductively, wrapping your arms lightly around his neck

it his not take long for his arms to fall to your hips

slowly reaching down to squeeze your plump ass

“it surely is a suprise”

he leaned down to kiss you rather feverishly before you stepped away

“easy cowboy. you still haven’t received your suprise”

“what could possibly suprise me more than this?” he quipped sarcastically

“you’ll see” you spoke with a wink, taking his hand and leading him to the couch

he sat across from you, still wide eyed as you began to sway your hips to a non existent beat

slowly you unclasped your bra

revealing your beautiful breasts to your husbands gaze

throwing the fabric in his direction

he muttered a string of curses under his breath

feeling himself grow hard in his jeans

you face away from him, bending over as you pried your panties down

your pretty cunt glistening with your sweetness

you made your way towards him

having noticed he had already freed his cock

beginning to stroke himself

you gave him an amused smirk

taking a seat on his lap, sinking down on his cock

“fuck…” you groaned having missed the feeling of his size

his hands gripped your ass, gaining extra leverage as he smaller up into you,

your tight cunt clenched around his thick cock

feeling him stretch you with ease

“babygirl…you feel so fucking good”

his lips wrapped around your perky nipple

taking the sensitive bulb between his teeth, tugging softly

your hips slammed down onto his

feeling the arousal burn in your stomach

“fuckfuck! i’m cumming-“ you released around his size

he adored the way your cunt clenched around him

“me too, babygirl”

he threw his head back as your sweetness gushed around his length

his seed filled your void

dripping out of your cunt as he continued to slam up into you

his movements came to a halt, holding you tight as you collapsed onto his chest

“fuck, babygirl. please welcome me home like that more often”

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#{ my fics : 🤍 }#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #dax harwood #dax harwood x reader #dax harwood imagine #dax harwood smut #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew wrestling #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #aew x reader #aew smut

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heelbucks · 3 years ago

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What do you think would be the specialty of the members of The Pinnacle in the bedroom ??

mjf: degradation

do i need to explain this??? max’s specialty is making you feel like you only exist to please him

cash wheeler: praise

i feel like cash is very into telling you how good you’re making him feel, and making sure you know that you’re so good to him

dax harwood: cunnilingus

now i can’t explain it but i feel like he’s so good at eating pussy and could spend hours just in between your thighs

shawn spears: bondage

another one i can’t explain but tell me he wouldn’t enjoy tying you up or down to the bed, maybe even doing some very pretty ties on you

wardlow: primal

i got an ask about this not too long ago, and i feel like he absolutely would be into primal play. i think it’s the size kink too? who knows

#riki rambles #aew #the pinnacle #cash wheeler imagine #cash wheeler smut #mjf smut #mjf imagine #dax harwood #dax harwood smut #shawn spears #wardlow imagine #wardlow smut

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wardlowsbabydoll · 2 years ago

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Dax Harwood Masterlist

August (fluff)

Victory (smut)

#love this gif of dax btw #dax harwood #dax harwood smut #dax hardwood fluff #dax harwood imagine #dax harwood angst #dax harwood headcanons

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blueberrycane21 · 4 years ago

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Surprise Contact

Relationship: Cash Wheeler/Reader

Type: One-shot

Brief requested by theeligrande: Cash Wheeler/Reader have a crush on each other and have history from working at NXT and when he signs with AEW he decides to act on it.

Warnings: Violence (chair shots), light swearing, terrible Tully behaviour, and some brief smut.

Notes: @theeligrande

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AEW Live Event – Jacksonville, Florida – 8:30pm

It had been a rough couple weeks for Cash Wheeler and it reminded him of his NXT days. His match against Jurassic Express had gone from bad to worse and it was all due to Marko’s interference. His training regimen had been unrelenting with Tully as his coach, and it was this match that seemed to push him over the edge.

“Cash! Get the goddamn chair! We need to win this match, or it is over for you and Harwood. You’ll never get gold again!” Tully shouted.

Cash was seeing red. As ever, following the orders of his trainer - he rushed over to the timekeeper’s area, pushing the tables out of the way and into the ringside area. He grabbed a steel chair from the corner and headed to the ring – sadistic intentions clouded his mind, the voice of Tully ringing in his ears.

He entered the ring, steel chair in hand and smashed it into the back of Marko Stunt. Marko cried out in surprise and pain from the unprovoked shot. Cash could not shake the feeling of control Tully had instilled in him and hit Marko again – uncompromising the strikes. He could hear discordant voices echoing but did not seem to process any of them.

Abruptly, Dax slapped Cash immediately breaking out of his trance.

“What the hell are you doing, Cash?” Dax shouted, confusion and concern apparent on his face.

“I was doing what Tully told me to do, I’m sorry. He said it was already planned!”

“What are you talking about? He didn’t tell you to fucking break Marco – look at what you did?”

Cash’s eyes fell from Dax’s face to Marko’s back – now irritated and bruised from the multiple and persistent chair shots.

An unwavering wave of guilt washed over Cash, as Doc Sampson rushed into the ring with Cody following closely behind.

He could not take it anymore and jumped out the ring heading towards the backstage area. However, before he could reach it – Tully came up behind him and whispered, “I knew you had it in you kid, it’s time you stepped on some toes and moved up in the industry.”

Tully’s voice made him feel sick, he felt he had been conditioned for this perverse moment – all for what?

A few steps further and he was face to face with Tony – a grim expression painted on his face.

“You are suspended until further notice, Cash. Your behaviour was absolutely unacceptable – let alone do an unplanned spot. It looks like Marko is seriously injured and you are lucky I do not fire you on the spot. Go home now.”

“What? This is not what it looks like! I…”

“Get out, now!”

Cash nodded solemnly, understanding that Tony would not listen to him at the present moment. He eyed Tully with an incredulous look but decided he would deal with this situation at a better time – there was no point trying to get his point across. Head down, he made his way to his hotel room – not looking back.

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Hotel – Room 19 – 10pm

Cash collapsed into the hotel room’s armchair, sighing heavily with frustration, guilt, and anger. He was frustrated with Tully’s indifference and ruthlessness, guilty with what he had just done and anger towards himself for letting it happen.

He pulled out his phone, observing the multitude of notifications he received from all social platforms spewing with hate, confusion, criticism, and scrutiny. This was decidedly the lowest point in his wrestling career, let alone his life.

He turned off the notifications on his phone and let the prolonged silence enter the room. He pulled up his contacts, scrolling down to Dax’s number – hoping he would pick up to let him explain his actions fully and offer his apologies. In the moment, he did not understand the gravity or consequence of his actions but can only wish Marko would forgive him. He clicked the contact but went straight to voicemail.

As he was about to try again, he suddenly noticed your name in his contact list.

Cash wondered how your number ended up here. He opened the contact out of curiosity and saw the message within the notes section - smiling as he read:

‘Yes, I know you will probably be confused if you ever find this contact. The answer to your resounding question is yes, I did indeed take your phone and entered my number while you were in the performance centre. I just wanted to let you that you are an incredible wrestler and friend to me during our time here. As ever if you ever want to talk - call me!’

He could not believe he never found this. It had been six years since both of you had been in contact with each other ever since you had started training in NXT back in 2013 – around the same time he began. You hit it off right away and enjoyed each other’s company. He was never able to express his feelings for you and always felt melancholy whenever he thought about you years later.

He thought back to your sparking eyes when you smiled or talked about your interests. Your little mannerisms that you would not realise you would make. Your kindness to others and your unapologetic individuality that he understood you would never compromise. He remembered how fierce, beautiful, intelligent, and tenacious you were in pursuit towards whatever you wished for. He admired you and you admired him. Cash was tired of never striving for what he always wanted, and it was you.

He pressed the call button and waited for the response.

“Hello”

“Hi, it’s me, Cash”

“Cash, is that really you? It has been so long since we have spoken. I’m assuming you found the message then!”

“I did indeed, it was really quite adorable. I miss you”

He heard your breath hitch momentarily after his comment.

“Thank you, I truly meant what I said”, you exclaimed, recovering quickly from Cash’s compliment.

There was a long pause when you both contemplated your next words. There was a resounding yet unexpected comfort in hearing each other’s voices again. It felt as if you spoke yesterday and picked up where you left off – back in the locker room at the performance centre – side by side, knee to knee with your head on his shoulder. You spoke for a few more minutes, catching up on the experiences you had shared and the new ones without each other.

“Where are you now?” Cash asked.

“I’m in Orlando at the moment, we just wrapped up a show here” you said.

“Will you come to me if I asked you too?”

After a seemingly long moment, you responded, “Yes, I would.

“Then come.”

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Hotel – Room 19 – Midnight

A soft knock on the door broke the silence permeating the hotel room. Cash stood and walked over to it, opening the door, and meeting your eyes. He took you in his arms as you cradled your face in his neck. You embraced each other, leaving words unspoken yet mutually understanding the desire you had towards one another.

“Please…” you whispered.

“Say it”

“I…”

“I need to hear you say it”

“I want you”

“Say it again”

“I want you, Cash”

That was all he needed to hear before crashing his lips onto yours, manoeuvring you inside and against the wall. Cash pushed up against you, closing the gap as he kissed your neck heatedly. You moaned from the pressure, wrapped your legs around his waist and gripped his hair earnestly, willing him to continue. He meets your lips again as he turns and pulls you to the ground pinning your hands above your head. He teasingly settles his knee between your thighs as you arch your hips and begin to shift against him.

He grunts with pleasure and presses your foreheads together as you grind yourself against him. You reach up to kiss him again, your lips meeting hungrily. He breaks away briefly to look at your lust-filled eyes. It was at that moment, when everything was in harmony and realised, you needed him as much as he needed you.

#aew #aew fanfic #aew fanfiction #cash wheeler #dax harwood #tully blanchard #cody rhodes #marko stunt #smut #imagine

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lancearcherinrippedjeans · 4 years ago

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Just One Date

Pairing - Cash Wheeler x Reader

Category - Fluffity fluff fluff

Word Count - 847

Summary/Desc - One of Y/N’s friends sets her up with Cash. She wants to object, but it’s just one date.

FOR @kploveswrestling THANK YOU FOR WRITING THAT STORY FOR ME

“Not a chance.” I objected, walking away from my friend, Aerial. “Oh come on, you don’t even know who the guy is yet, just let me set you two up.” I turned to look at her with an annoyed look on my face, “If you even try, I’ll ask TK for L/N vs Swole next week.”

She grabbed my arm, “You’re not staying single forever. So will you please? Just this once?” I groaned, “Just one date?” She nodded, “Just one date. And next week.”

I weighed my options for a second, before rolling my eyes dramatically and agreeing, walking away.

“That is unless you really like each other!”

I turned around and walked backwards to respond, “Fuck off, Aerial!”

I walked down the hallway, thoughts of that date on my mind, when I was stopped by Cash, “Hey Y/N.” I turned, “Oh hey Cash what’s up?”

He turned off his phone and nodded, “Dax is trying to set me up on a date.” I laughed, “No way. Aerial is trying to do the same thing.” “Huh, what a coincidence.” We sat there talking for a few minutes before I headed out for ringside.

I stood by Swole, despite me telling her to fuck off earlier, “So Dax is setting up Cash on a date too, how weird is that?” She laughed, “Uh, yeah. Sounds exciting.” Well that’s odd, she never says something is ‘eXciTiNg’.

Hm, maybe it’s nothing important.

The Next Week

I was in my locker room getting ready for tonight, fresh out a match. I heard a knock on the door and told them to come in, “You almost ready?” I turned and saw Aerial, with a big (swole) grin. I shrugged on my jacket and turned around to her, “Yup, now can I just get this over with?”

“Oh fine.” She dragged me by my arm out the locker room and covered my eyes, telling me not to speak. We walked for a minute before I heard the other person, “Okay, open your eyes on three.”

Oh no, no no no. I recognized that voice. Dax? Him and Swole didn’t plan on setting us up did they?!

“One. Two. Three.” Aerial took her hand off my eyes and my nightmare was a reality. Cash stood across from me, equally as surprised. Aerial leaned over to whisper in my ear, “Remember, it’s just one date.” I sighed and turned back to Cash, putting a smile on my face, “You ready to go?” He just motioned for us to go, and we awkwardly walked to his car, “Have fun!” The two shouted from behind us.

I kept my groan in, not wanting to sound like a horrible person.

We climbed in his car when he turned and asked, “Did you know this was gonna happen?” My jaw dropped, before I closed my mouth and laughed, “I’m pretty sure I would’ve been awkward when I talked to you about it.”

“Fair enough.” He chuckled, starting the car and driving to our destination. “So where exactly going?” He turned to me for a second, “Dax said to go look at stars or something like that. So I guess the park?”

I chuckled, “Sounds fun.”

“Why did they even think of setting us up?” He asked. “Don’t ask me. I was wondering the same thing.”

We had soon arrived, walking towards a park bench, which BY THE WAY, we had to sneak in, cause the park was closed.

The night was filled with conversation, not awkward at one bit, it was clear we were better as friends.

“I don’t understand why they feel we need to date.” I commented. “Right, like, we already know everything about each other.” “And we’ve been friends for way too long.” We both laughed at the idea before we suddenly stopped, would it really be that insane?

We slowly turned towards each other, both knowing what would happen next. Our lips were almost connected, “Hey! Who’s over there?” He suddenly turned and saw a park ranger, shining a light in our direction.

Cash and I started to run, while laughing of course. We quickly ran into the car, catching our breath and laughing. “Well that was, intense.” He quickly said, out of breathe.

We spent the whole way to the hotel for the night laughing at the situation.

Cash walked me up to my room, “Tonight was..” He tried to find the right words, “Fun?” I guessed.

“Yeah, really fun.” We stood there awkwardly before he spoke up, “Well uh, goodnight Y/N.” He started to walk away.

I turned him around and kissed him, without hesitation. I pulled away, “One more date?” He nodded, “Yeah, definitely.”

“I told you it would work out!” We looked behind me to see Dax, yelling from outside his room, “But NOOOOOO, ‘jUsT oNe DaTE’.”

“Shut up, Dax!” We yelled in unison.

“But we were right though.” Aerial claimed, poking her head out her room.

“That’s it,” I put my hands up, “I’m going to bed, goodnight.” Cash looked over at Swole, smiling, “Yeah, definitely taking her out again.”

Ehhhh, this was really short, hope you enjoyed, got it out kinda fast

#cash wheeler #cash wheeler x reader #dax harwood #AEW #aew fanfic #aew x reader #fluff #Smut #angst #aew fanfiction #parker's masterlist

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golden-lovers · 3 years ago

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Masterlist

hello! under the cut here are all my aew fics on ao3 :)

KEY: ☀️: fluff

🔥: smut

💔: angst

🤡: crack/crack taken seriously

✨: personal fav!

Cash Wheeler x Dax Harwood

when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect? ☀️🔥

After their match against the Young Bucks, Cash and Dax find themselves in a flurry of emotions. Luckily, they have just the method to take care of each other. Like they always have.

our dawn is hotter than day ☀️🔥

Before their first match against each other in years, Cash is feeling anxious and inexplicably nervous. As always, Dax is there to lend a hand.

hurt road ☀️💔✨

Cash knew a thing or two about pain. He had never expected it to bloom within his lungs, however.

figure you out ☀️🔥✨

They've just had one of the best matches of their careers—against each other, nonetheless. Dax calls for a celebration.

got me feeling like pop rocks, strawberry, bubblegum 🔥

Cash asks Dax for help on their upcoming psychology test. He has a few ideas on how they can study efficiently, and Dax tests them out. They find positive reinforcement is the best way to learn.

good to me ☀️🔥

"Maybe the real reason you’re so angry right now is that you feel like you just lost ten years of your life telling yourself you couldn’t get in my pants and all of a sudden the opportunity presents itself.”

Dax finds out Cash is an omega after thinking he was a beta for nearly ten years. His recent discovery changes things.

CM Punk x MJF

you broke me first ✨

Maxwell finds that broadcasting his rough childhood on national television is not such a good idea when the one person he is hoping to avoid catches him backstage.

the way you felt ☀️🔥

Following his extremely personal promo, Maxwell needs an emotional outlet. Punk is more than happy to take care of him and help.

now if we’re talking body (you got a perfect one) ✨

Before their dog collar match, Maxwell and Punk made a bet. Now, Maxwell finds himself paying the price for losing.

HOOK x Danhausen

you just want attention 🤡

Everyone saw Danhausen as a joke—that was fine by him, let them think what they wanted.

What he couldn't stand was that enigma, Hook, passing by him without a hitch every week he went out there and attempted to curse him.

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew fanfic #aew fanfiction #ftr #cash wheeler #dax harwood #cm punk #mjf #hook #danhausen #masterlist #my writing

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wheeler-beretta-harwood · 3 years ago

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Meant To Be (Cash Wheeler x Reader)

Chapter Ten

Warning: smut, 18+ only

A/N: so, this is where I need your support, dear readers. Tell me what you think about the smut (anon. if you want)

You had spoiled your birthday boy all day. You made him his favorite breakfast. Peppered his face with kisses which made him giggle, a sound you hadn't previously heard of him. You prepared decorations, drinks, and food for the party. You even cooked for him again, salmon with spinach and gnocchi.

Right now, you had Pawla bring him his birthday present from you.

"Good girl." He said while padding the spot to his right for her to sit next to him. Then, he looked up at you, and padded the spot on his left for you. You laughed and sat down.

"What? I don't get called a good girl?"

He leaned closer to you, his lips ghosting along your neck until they reached your ear. "I can't say it out loud 'cause Pawla will get jealous, but you're my best girl." He whispered before gently biting your earlobe, eliciting a small whimper from you. You shivered at his touch, and pouted when he moved to sit straight again, carefully unwrapping the package in his lap.

When he was done, he looked at the book in front of him.

RUMO by Walter Moers.

He had never heard of it, nor of the author.

"It's one of my favorite books. Thought I'd share it with you. It's not a classic though, sorry."

He smiled down at it, and opened it to find a handwritten note on the first page.

Cash,

my dear, sweet Cash. Happy birthday! 34, you're really kind of old now ;-P

It may seem cheesy, but I thought this book would make a great gift. Books are what brought us together after all. I hold it dear to my heart - it's at its core a love story, but no lovey dovey shit, I swear! There's also a lot of fighting in it, so maybe that evens it out for you?

I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I do.

Again, happy birthday, and thank you for always being there for me.

Love, Y/N

His smile grew bigger with every word he read, and when he finished, he kissed you passionately while running his fingers through your hair. That was when he heard a light thud and moved to look down at his feet. An envelope had fallen out of the book.

"Y/N I swear, if this is another paycheck..."

You laughed at him and shook your head no.

He opened it and jumped a little, feeling his adrenaline rise. "Really? How'd you get these?"

"What do you mean? I've bought the tickets."

"It was sold out in like an hour!"

"Well, believe it or not, I can be fast if I want to be." You retorted. "Emma helped too, we both went online once the tickets went on sale."

"Thank you, you're the best." He kissed you again, roughly this time, smiling against your lips. "You do realize that you're the one I'm going to take with me?"

"What?! No!! I don't want to see Orville Peck live!" You over-dramatically put your hand against your forehead as if you were about to faint.

"Too bad, you're coming with me!" He leaned closer to you, so close that you tumbled back on the couch. You giggled as he pulled you back up and pressed your body against his, pecking your lips over and over again.

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By 7 P.M., all of the guests had arrived and were scattered around Cash's backyard.

Most of the guys had already stripped down to nothing but their swimming trunks while the majority of women wore fancy dresses. You felt utterly underdressed with your oversized FTR shirt and the black shorts as you stood inside, peeking out at the crowded place.

Truth be told, you weren't so sure if you were actually stripping down to your bikini today. You had been rather confident in yourself after Cash complimented your butt, but ever since your meeting with Lindsay, you became more and more self-aware. Your legs were way shorter, and your thighs were so much bigger than hers. Your hair didn't have the same shine, and your skin didn't glow like hers did. Not to mention those boobs...These people outside were expecting someone like that, and you obviously were a downgrade from her.

If you were honest with yourself, you'd prefer to hide in the guest room until they left.

"What's with the frown, darlin?" You hadn't even realized Cash had come up to you. You shook your head at him. "I just don't feel so good. Maybe if I get some rest..."

"You seemed to be fine a few minutes ago. What's wrong, dove? Come on, tell me. If you're worried about my friends, they're all nice people and will like you, trust me."

"I'm underdressed." You sheepishly said, fully aware that you sounded like an idiot.

Cash chuckled. "Darlin, if you're asking me, you're dressed just fine. I love seeing you in one of our shirts. And if anything is wrong with your outfit, it's the fact that you're wearing anything else but the bikini." He wrapped his arm around your waist and lifted your chin up to look at him.

"I'm serious, Cash. These are all trained athletes and gorgeous women. And...and they..."

"And they what?"

"They...probably expect someone at 'Lindsay level'. Not chubby old me."

Cash let go of you and took a step back. His face was serious now, way too serious for your liking. Maybe you hit the nail on the head.

Your heart sank at the thought of it.

"Wait here. I'll be back in a second." You watched him walk outside, putting on a fake smile for his friends before walking over to where Dax and his wife Maria were chatting with John Skyler. Cash said something to them, to which Maria nodded while her husband looked over to you. Shortly after that, Cash was back inside and grabbed your hand.

"Come with me." He said, and when you didn't move, he threw you over his shoulder and moved upstairs. At first, you protested, trying your best to get your feet back on the ground, but soon figured it was no use; Cash was way stronger than you. And he was determined.

He needed to show you how beautiful you were.

When he put you down your eyes wandered around to see where he brought you, but he was blocking your view. Cash closed the door behind you and the moment he did, pinned you against it. His lips were on yours, more ardently than ever before. His tongue licked your lower lip, begging for entrance. You automatically parted your lips and Cash's tongue slided in your mouth, dancing around his twin while his hands glided down on both your sides. It felt so good you couldn't suppress the moan escaping you as a pleasant shiver ran down your back. When his hands reached the hem of your shirt, he swiftly pulled it up, only breaking away from you to take it off of you before carelessly throwing it into the room.

The sensation of his bare skin against yours took your breath away. Yes, you had placed your hands on his chest before, but that was different then, just a small gesture of affection - and it happened only because he was working in nothing but trunks. But this right here, right now was purely sexual. And it was driving you insane.

You hadn't even realized he had pulled down your shorts until he took a few steps back and his dilated pupils roamed all over your body. His gaze suddenly made you nervous, so you lifted your arms to cover your body somewhat.

"Don't, babygirl. It's just - you're beautiful. I knew you'd look amazing in red, but fuck, you're so hot."

He moved back to you, his lips pressing sweetly against yours as he took one of your legs, grabbed your butt and lifted you up. You gasped and wrapped your legs around his waist, arms draped around his neck.

As he carried you through the room, you could feel his growing bulge. A faint sense of pride rushed through your mind: you were the cause of his arousal.

"Cash, I-" you mumbled against his lips in between kisses. You couldn't finish your sentence as he put his index finger on your lips and gently laid you down on the bed - his bed, you assumed, you hadn't seen his bedroom before.

"Shh, darlin. Let me take care of you and show you just how beautiful you are." His lips ghosted along your jaw before they moved down to trail kisses along your neck. When he found your sweet spot, a whimper escaped your lips and he made sure to pay extra attention to it. His touch was so tender, you had a feeling you'd melt into the blanket beneath you.

Cash ran his hand along your thigh, your waist all the way up to lightly squeeze your clothed breast while his other hand untied your top and pulled it down. Once he was finished, his mouth travelled to your now bared breasts. He squeezed one of them again while his mouth captured the other, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub before gently biting down at it. When he did, you moaned out his name, running your fingers through his hair. You were more than comfortable now, lust overtook your body - it was all you could focus on.

He looked up to you and smiled. "You sound so sexy when you moan my name. You have no idea what you do to me, darlin." He said as he trailed open mouth kisses down your stomach, over your hip bone until he reached the inside of your thigh.

"Show me what I do to you, Cash. Please." You almost begged, but couldn't care less. You needed him. All of him. Now.

He looked up to you once more and nodded. Before he got up from the bed, he placed a kiss on the red fabric of your bikini bottom and pulled it down with his index fingers while you lifted your hips up to aid him.

Damn, he really wanted to taste your sweetness, but now was not the time or the place. Not with this many people in the house. Still, he couldn't get the thought out of his mind.

Your eyes roamed all over his body as he stood in front of you, slowly, almost teasingly getting rid of his shorts. He looked like some fine artists had his body carved out of marble. He was flawless, you loved everything about him: his thighs, his arms, his chest, his cock. There wasn't a damn thing about his body you would have changed.

Cash looked at you for a moment before glancing over to his nightstand. "Do we need protec-"

"I'm on birth control and free of STDs. Baby, come here!" You pleaded while making grabby hands. You needed to touch him so badly.

For a second, he thought about teasing you a bit, but he honestly couldn't wait any longer either. So he crawled back on the bed and positioned himself between your legs.

His tip brushed against your entrance before Cash slowly sunk into you, a lustful groan leaving his mouth. Your mind went completely blank when you felt him stretch you oh so deliciously, your head thrown back against the pillows. Once he was fully inside you, he paused. Your hands held onto his back, fingernails digging into his skin.

"Oh my God, Cash. Fuck!" You felt yourself clench around his length. You had never felt so pleasantly full your entire life. He grunted as a response.

After a few moments, he cupped your face and looked down at you, silently asking for your permission to move. You nodded your head, and he began to slowly thrust into you. His pace was steady and gentle. He wanted you to feel that he loved your body. All of it.

It felt amazing to you, but you needed more of him.

"Faster, baby." He gladly fullfilled your wish as he thrusted faster and harder into you, and soon both your moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin were filling the room. He loved the way your breasts bounced with every thrust, it was mezmerizing, almost hypnotic. While pounding into you, he moved one of his hands up to your chest and played with the hard nipple which caused you to arch your back. As a response, your hands moved from his arms to his chest, rubbing his pecs before you pulled him down for a heated kiss. The new angle sent a whole new wave of pleasure through your body and made you moan loudly. When you pulled apart, your eyes locked again, darkened with need. God, he was so incredibly attractive, and he must've thought the same about you. Your legs wrapped around his hips, heels digging into his butt cheeks, pushing him even further into you with every movement.

"Just like that baby, I'm so close." You felt the burning sensation in your stomach, your orgasm slowly approaching. He could feel it too, your walls were getting tighter and tighter around him. He fastened his pace once more, wanting to send you over the edge before he, too, came. His hand travelled down to your clit, rubbing circles into the sensitive bud of nerves with his thumb.

This was too much pleasure for your body and soon your juices coated his length. You closed your eyes and wanted to scream his name as you felt your orgasm rushing through you, but all that left your mouth was a weak whimper. You were completely blissed out of your mind.

Cash kept up the pace, drawing out your orgasm as long as he could before his hips started to stutter and he reached his own peak. He collapsed over you, face buried in the crook of your neck, moaning your name before groaning as his cock started twitching inside you, coating your walls with his seed.

None of you moved for a few moments, until Cash lifted his head up and lovingly pressed his lips against yours before pulling out of you and rolling over to lie next to you. You immediately missed the warmth of his body, so you turned to him and snuggled into his side. Both of you were panting, slowly coming down from your high.

He wrapped his arm around you and kissed the top of your head while your hand drew invisible patterns into his chest, loving the feeling of his chest hair against your fingertips.

"Do you feel better, darlin?"

"Uh-huh. That was......wow."

He smiled up at the ceiling. "Yeah, wow."

After a few more minutes of calming down, he turned his head towards you. "Come on, babygirl, let's get cleaned up so we can go back. People might get suspicious otherwise." He said as he stood up from the bed and held his hand out to you.

Right, the party. You had forgotten about all the guests downstairs. So you both went to the bathroom and then got dressed again. As soon as you had your bikini back on, Cash rested his head on your shoulder before placing soft kisses all over it, his beard tickling your skin. "There is no way the black one would have looked this good. You are so fucking beautiful in red."

You blushed a little and nuzzled against his body. God, he made your knees weak so easily.

"Now where's my shirt?" You scanned the whole room for it, and that's when your eyes landed on his nightstand. A photo leaned against the waterbottle that sat on it. As you moved closer to investigate, you realized it was a picture of him with you at one of your book club meetings. You were both laughing brightly.

When he realized what caught your attention, he explained. "Dax took it from afar. Said I needed to see how happy I was. It's the only photo I got of us." Then he handed you your shirt that he'd found.

"Looks like we need to take some more, baby. And would you send this one to me?" You smiled at him before getting fully dressed. Once you were, you took his hand in yours and you both made your way down to the pool. Before you headed outside, there was one question you needed answered. "Cash...you didn't tell Dax what we were about to do when you went outside...Did you?!"

A breathy laughter left his mouth. "No, darlin, I said you didn't feel that good, and we'd get you some water and Aspirin. Plus maybe you needed to talk."

You nodded your head, glad he hadn't been that straightforward.

And his excuse was actually a blessing in disguise because every now and then, when you were at the party talking to the guests, the thought of what you had done while people were waiting outside, the thought of Cash's naked body and the way he made you feel, made you zone out.

But he had provided you a wonderful excuse for it.

Later in the evening, you had multiple shots of Tequila with Maria and Dax, who was bewildered when you had told him you were a 'tequila virgin', and you were tipsy enough to not care anymore and just get in the goddamn pool already. You had eyed the calm water surface long enough. So you finally stripped down to your red garment, and cannonballed into the water.

Cash saw from his lounger where he had a chat with Nathan Cruz and smiled to himself. Then he stood up and jumped in the pool as well, capturing one of your legs and pulling you towards him. You laughed and once he was within reach, pushed his head under water, but only to be dragged down along with him. Under water, his lips pressed against yours and didn't leave them when you both resurfaced.

Then, you heard multiple splashes around you. Most of the guys and a few ladies had followed your lead.

When you pulled away, you laughed brightly at him.

"Now it's finally a real pool party!"

Cash looked at you. He had never admired a human being as much as you. You had gone through so much hardship, were struggling so much with your inner demons. And yet you were his guiding light. Whenever he doubted himself or was in need for support, your face popped up in his mind, and he knew he could do it, whatever 'it' was. He'd do it for you.

"And now, the fight we've been waiting for for years: who is the better half of FTR?! Will it be Dax Harwood, with his wife Maria? Or will it be newfound lovers Cash Wheeler and Y/N?!" John's voice ripped him out of his thought and he turned around to see Maria on Dax's shoulders triumphantly posing for the crowd.

Cash looked at you, and you answered his unspoken question. "Let's kick their asses, baby!" He dived underneath you and lifted you up on his shoulders. You gripped his head until you found your balance and yelled over to Maria.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make it quick!"

Cash smiled again before moving forward so you could attack.

God, confident you was sexy as hell.

Chapter Eleven

#aew imagine #aew #cash wheeler #all elite wrestling imagine #cash wheeler x reader #cash wheeler imagine #ftr #dax harwood #dash wilder #all elite wrestling #cash wheeler smut

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springgirlwaiting4fall · 2 years ago

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My dear sweet best girl,

I adore you even more after your little rant about how awesome Dax is. Could you write something about him for me? I don't care much for the plot, but make it fluffy please?

We need to spread the Dax Harwood love!

This wasn’t the grand slam I thought this was going to turn out to be. But writing for Dax was a lot of fun. 💜💚💙

@harwood-wheeler-punk I hope it’s okay that I tagged you. Your Dax smut request is the second part.

The First Year Part 1 out of 3

A Dax Harwood Story

September

You grabbed your headphones and book from your backpack, before tucking the bag underneath your seat. The airplane was almost empty. Your not surprised a red eye on Tuesday going to North Carolina is not going to be filled up. North Carolina your stomach turns to knots, you never have even been there before. And now you are moving your whole life there for your dream job. The last two guys board and sit in the row next to you, before the plane doors shut.

As the flight attendant starts to give the safety speech, your eyes start to wonder. Specifically at the guy sitting on your left. He is a couple years older than you, and oh so handsome. And that surprises you, you never been into older dudes who are bald and have mustaches. He looks exhausted and a little beat up you don’t want to bother him. So as the flight attendant wraps her speech, you open your book.

The book is about a forbidden romance and you have to tell yourself you need to stop and take a break. Your start to grab a snack from your bag, when you notice the handsome guy. He is starting off into the distance, sweating, and is breathing heavy. From the terror in his eyes, you can tell that he is having a panic attack. The man that he is sitting next to is fast asleep. You unbuckle your seat beat and take the couple steps so you are besides him. You kneel next to him, this close you can see how big and how strong he must be.

“Hey,” you make your voice soft and hope you don’t startle him to much. “Are you okay?”

He looks at you , surprised but nods his head. “I’m fine.”

He is trying to be a tough guy, you extend your hand slowly so he sees it coming when you start rubbing your hand on his back. “I think your having a panic attack.”

He tenses at your touch, but doesn’t try to stop it. “Some times I just get short of breath and my stomach hurts and my heart races and I can’t stop thinking about negative shit.”

“That’s a panic attack.” You get mad at yourself for thinking how adorable his southern accent sounds. The man needs help. “I get them too. They are nothing to be ashamed of. Maybe talk to your doctor about them when you get home.” You let your fingers spin in a tight circle on his shoulder blade, hoping the feeling will distract him. “Your doing really good. Just keep breathing.”

You stand up. Not wanting to harass or bother the man anymore. Before walking back to you seat. He grabs your wrist and says. “Thanks. I’m

Dax.”

You smile. “Anytime Dax. I’m Y|N.”

The rest of the plane ride is uneventful. The plane lands while others start to pick up their carryons, you have an internal debate with yourself.

Before packing up yourself, you rip a piece of paper out of your notebook and scribble your name and phone number down.

You wait until Dax is out of the gate and run to catch up with him. “Dax.” He and his friend wait for you. “Just in case you need to talk.” You hand him the slip of paper and walk away before he can respond.

October

You were surprised that Dax ended up calling you. He asked to meet for coffee and you were more than happy to agree. Dax had picked a mom and pop shop that was only 20 minutes from your new house. You threw on a casual outfit, but checked your makeup and hair before getting out of the car. Walking into the café you spotted Dax right away. Dax was even more handsome than you remembered him. And you had to tell yourself that you were offering him a friendship and was there to talk and listen. This was not a date. “Hey Dax.” You greeted him with a friendly smile before sitting down at the table.

He smiled back at you and you felt the world move from under your feet. “Thanks for coming Y|N.” He waited for a waitress to come over and ordered two coffees for himself and he pretended to have a heart attack when you ordered a tea and told him you didn’t like coffee.

The two of you sat at that table for an hour. Dax told you that before that plane he hadn’t slept in almost 3 days. And that wasn’t his first panic attack, he just didn’t want to admit that he needed to go to the doctors. “Thank you. I really appreciate what you did for me.” He than explained that he did end up going to the doctors and getting set up with medication and a therapist.

“I’m so proud of your Dax. That is so brave getting help.” Your heart melted when Dax’s face turned red and he rolled his eyes. You had to distract yourself from these unfriendly feelings. So you told him how your suffered from depression and anxiety. That you moved to NC to help start a camp and research center for teens going through mental health.

“God your amazing.” Dax muttered and than quickly took a sip, pretending he didn’t say anything. He asked if you had been to NC before moving here or had any friends family here. You admitted that you were still pretty much on your own. “How about I take you out and show you around? Just as friends of course.”

November

Just friends. He wants to be just friends with you. You had to keep repeating this new mantra over and over in your head. Dax clearly wanted to be just friends with you and you had to accept that. But you just couldn’t stop your heart from pounding when you saw Dax waiting for you outside the movie theater. His normal resting grumpy face changed into a grin when he watched you walk up to him.

You were supposed to go on a hike this morning. Unfortunately the weather didn’t agree and it was down pouring all day. Of course the only movie that had tickets left was for the newest paranormal slasher horror. Dax had grabbed the tickets already and you wanted to pay for snacks, but he refused. Knowing he made good money wrestling (thanks to nonstop texting)That was the reason he paid. IT WAS NOT A DATE.

You were terrified during the whole movie. Every jump scare You would claw to Dax’s side and he would laugh. “It’s okay Dove. I won’t let anyone get you.” When the movie ended Dax insisted on walking you to your car. “I’m guessing no more scary movies…unless you had a boyfriend to watch them with?”

Wait? Was Dax hinting at being your boyfriend? Maybe he was too shy to ask you out and was testing for

a reaction. Giving him a sly grin. “A boyfriend would definitely be nice.”

He opened the car door for you. “I think I know the perfect guy for you.” Yes, Dax was flirting.

“The perfect guy?” You purposely pushed your body against his to get into the car. “Than you have to set us up?”

“It’s a date.” Dax waited for you to start the car and put a seatbelt on before closing the door. On the way home You called your best friend. You two would need to set up a Skype time to discuss wardrobe options for your first date with Dax.

December

You have never been more excited or more nervous for a date in your whole life. Plus Dax had mentioned that he was going to be on the road for the next couple of weeks. Than it would be Christmas and you were flying back home. So since you two wouldn’t see each other after the New Years you were going to give Dax a Christmas gift tonight. Was that a little weird? Maybe but Dax and you were always talking on the phone or texting it would feel weird not to give him a gift.

Dax had texted you that it was a nicer restaurant, so you went out and treated yourself to a new outfit and was just finishing your hair when he knocked on your door. Taking a deep breath, you grabbed your bag and the gift before opening the door. You felt all the air in your body being knocked out of you.

Dax’s tag team partner was standing outside your door dressed in a nice suit. He immediately noticed that you were disappointed. “I told Dax, you would be expecting him.”

You stepped aside and let Cash in. “I’m sorry. I don’t.” You wanted to let cash know you had nothing against him, it’s just that you really thought it would be Dax picking you up. “Why didn’t Dax come?“

Cash shrugged his shoulders. He remembered Dax calling himself an ugly son of a bitch and that Y|N deserved someone more handsome and happy. But he wasn’t going to tell you that. “We don’t have to go out.” You watched as Cash took something out of his inside sport jacket pocket and put it down on your coffee table. “Dax wanted me to give this to you.” It was a small box wrapped in Christmas paper and from the messy folded sides and crumpled tape pieces you could tell right away Dax wrapped it himself.

You walked Cash to the front door, thanking him for understanding. You handed him the gift for Dax. You were able to wait until Cash pulled out of your driveway before falling apart.

Jan

The gift was sitting right where Cash left it. Dax had tried calling you and texting you, but you didn’t pick up or reply. You couldn’t be mad at him, Dax never actually asked you out. You just assumed and you know what happened when you assumed. You were just so embarrassed, every time you thought about the situation you wanted to disappear.

It was New Years Eve. Your family asked if you wanted to stay longer, but you had to work the week after Christmas. Coworkers had invited out to some rooftop bar to count down, but you weren’t in the mood. Instead you were sitting in your most comfortable pajamas and binge watching Netflix. You were just started to nod off, when someone was banging on your door.

You peaked out the window and saw Dax’s car. You looked like an absolute mess, but there was nothing you could do. Opening the door Dax looked like a mess too, he must have gotten off a plane, as he was still wearing his neck support pillow. You couldn’t even get a word out, before Dax was waking in.

“I am so sorry Y|N. I was asking you out at the movies. Than I got into my own head. I thought there was no way you would want to go out with a grumpy son of bitch like me. So I asked Cash to go. And he told me I was even more stupid than I look. As soon as Cash left with your gift I knew I made a huge mistake.” His voice was shaky and you noticed his breathing was off. Dax was in the middle of a panic attack and he just wouldn’t stop talking. “I’m really sorry. I know your mad at me. But I can’t stand not talking to you. What can I do to get your forgiveness?”

Dax was pacing, you needed him to stop and focus on himself and his breathing. You took his hand ignoring the electric feeling you got, you led Dax to your sofa. “Just stop and breathe.” Your hand rubbed up and down his back. “Focus breathe 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8. Hold it in 1 2 3 4. Breath out 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8.”

You sat with him and did the breathing exercises with him until he was calm enough to have a conversation with him. “I was never mad Dax. I was disappointed and embarrassed. Dax I have wanted to go out with you since you invited me out to coffee. I thought you just wanted to be friends and when you asked me out. I was so happy.”

“I don’t know why you want to go out with me. Im.” You couldn’t stand to hear Dax go on about reasons why he didn’t think he was worthy of going out with you. So you did the one thing you knew would silence him.

Cupping his face with your hands, you slowly leaned over and kissed Dax. It was so slow, sweet, and perfect.

February

Dax and you were only casually dating for a couple weeks when red roses and Chocolate hearts started to appear in stores. Dax was going to be home on Valentines Day and he had invited you over for a movie date. He was so sweet, soft, and caring; but you weren’t sure if he was a valentine guy. While you loved all holidays, you weren’t sure if he would think it was a “hallmark” holiday. So you brought him over a joke gift and headed over.

When Dax opens his front door, he had dressed up and it almost knocks you off your feet seeing how handsome he is. Luckily he grabs you by your waist and pulls you into him. He kisses the top of head and then your lips. “Happy Valentines Day.” He grabs your hand and leads you to his dinning room. There are candles everywhere and soft romantic music playing. On the table is two place settings and a huge bouquet of wild flowers. “Sit down. I’m almost done.”

Dax not only cooks you a wonderful dinner, but he picked out a super girly rom com to watch while you two eat dessert. This is the best Valentine’s Day ever and you wish you didn’t get him such a lame gift. You bite your lip and hand him the gift bag. “I’m sorry Dax. I didn’t want to freak you out and get a super cheesy gift.” You watched as Dax takes out the tissue paper and pulls out a Teddy Bear wearing heart boxers and a I love Bret Hart T-shirt you made. You reach out to grab it back from him. “I can take it back and get something better. You took all this time to make such a perfect night and I got you that.”

But Dax pulls the bear out of your reach. “Absolutely not little dove.” He looks it over and he smiles at you. “This is the best gift, I have ever got.” He takes your hand and kisses the inside of your wrist. “You do know I’m packing him in my suitcase and taking him with me where ever you go.” You laugh, rolling your eyes and let Dax pull you up on his lap. “I’m serious. Cash is going to be so jealous.” He kisses you and it’s soft and warm and just perfect. He whispers “I never cared about valentines day. Until you.” Dax than starts to kiss your neck and trails down your collarbone.

#aew #aew fanfiction #aew smut #dax harwood #cash and dax #top girls out

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springgirlwaiting4fall · 2 years ago

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The First Year Part 2 out of 3

A Dax Harwood Love Story

Smut Request from: @harwood-wheeler-punk

@wheeler-beretta-harwood 💙

March

Before Dax you weren’t even sure if you liked sex or if you were even able to orgasm. Your friends would always talk about their mind blowing orgasms and for years you just thought there was something wrong with you. But ever since the first time Dax went down on you, you realized that it was the guys you went out with before who were broken and not you. And now you wanted Dax all the time.

Which is how you ended up in your bathroom wearing a shirt he left over at your place. Posing and taking a picture of your ass. Than another picture of you laying in bed raising his shirt off and taking a picture of your lace covered breast. He was in a different time zone so while it was late at home, you knew Dax would be in a locker room getting ready for his match when he opened those texts. Thinking of that made you even more turned on.

You were surprised that he was calling you minutes after you sent them. He was whispering and it left goosebumps all over your body. “What are you doing to me little dove?” His southern accent was even more noticeable when he was turned on and he was definitely turned on right now. “I’m about to have a match. And you have me hiding in a bathroom stall jerking off like a 15 year old kid.”

Your thighs were shaking, you never have had phone sex before. In fact you never even sent a dirty text before those photos. But you missed Dax so much, you couldn’t help yourself. “Take a picture of yourself please.”

“Why do you want a picture of my ugly old man body?” You hated that Dax didn’t think he was attractive and you were going to make sure he never thought of himself that way again, no matter how long it took.

“Please baby.” You never called Dax any type of pet name before and you hated how whiny you sounded.

Dax must have liked it because you heard him groan out “god damn.” A minute later he had sent you a picture. He had slid his trunks to the side and was gripping his thick cock. The angle of the picture also showed off his stomach muscles and all his hair. “Prove to me how much you like that picture. Take my shirt off and grip it around your fingers. Than I want you to finger-“

A knock from Dax’s side had you both jumping. Than Cash saying “we have to get going. Are you okay in there?”

You heard Dax take a couple deep breaths. “I’m fine. Be right out.” He waited a couple seconds making sure Cash was no longer around before whispering again. “I have to get going. We only have 14 more hours until we can see each other. How about we promise each other no touching until were back together. Can you promise me that little Dove?”

It had been the longest 14 hours of your life, but you were true to your word. And before Dax could even ring your doorbell, you were flinging it open and dragging him into your bedroom. The two of you kissed tongues battling for dominance as you helped each other get undressed. Dax’s hand slide under your butt and lifted you up. Your legs automatically wrapped around his hips as he carried you to the bed. He gently placed you down and started to kiss your neck and all the way down.

Dax always insisted on eating you out, but he never let you go down on you. You tried a couple of times but he always stopped you. That wasn’t going to happen tonight. You slid away from him and off the bed. You than pushed him so he was sitting on your bed, his feet touching the carpet. Licking your lips your pulled your hair into a messy ponytail, before getting on your knees. “Y/N. You do not have to do that.”

You guided his hand to your center. “Feel how wet I am.” Dax spread your lips and dipped his finger into you. Than brought it up to your clit and started to play. “You made me this wet. Your eyes, smile, dick, body, personality all made me this wet.” You pulled his hand away and kissed the inside of his thigh. “But thinking of going down on you, puts me into overdrive. So please let me.”

Dax let out a long breath “okay.”

You started slowly giving him wet kisses on the inside of his thighs and balls, than up his long thick shaft. You traced his long vein with the tip of your tongue before kissing his head. Than you started to make out with his head. You noticed that Dax’s hand were gripping the bedsheet. Opening your mouth you took as much as you could in and slowly worked him in and out of your mouth. Your one hand rested on his balls and the other worked the part of his dick you couldn’t get in. Each time you took a little more in your mouth, until you were able to have the whole thing. You started to gag a little and you felt Dax try to pull out. Your hands held his thighs down signally there was no way you were going to let that happen.

Dax’s hip began to pump in and out. “Fuck y/n.” Dax never swore in front of you. He wanted to treat you like a lady, so hearing him lose control like that only made you go faster and deeper. It wasn’t long until Dax was moaning. “I’m going to cum.” He tried pulling out again. But you moved from kneeling to standing while holding Dax’s thighs put you in more control. “god damn Y/N.” Than he exploded in your mouth. It was salty and warm and if it was anybody but Dax you would have spit it out. It was Dax though so while making eye contact with him your swallowed each drip down until he stopped pumping into your mouth before licking your lips.

Dax pulled you so you were laying on top of him and he was laying on the bed. “Thank you for letting me do that.”

He let out a sharp laugh “I should be thanking you.” He kissed your nose before your neck. “I know just the way to say my thanks.” Dax started to kiss down your collarbone and stopped at your breast.

He palmed each one and pushed them together. He kissed each nipple and than took turns licking and sucking each one. Than he continued down kissing your belly. Until his knees touch the floor, he pulled you down until your hips were off the bed. Dax’s left forearm holding down your stomach. He has done this enough time to know you start to wiggle and he doesn’t want to miss a drop. “You always smell and taste so good.”

Dax jumps right in, two fingers in you. His tongue flicking your clit. Your thighs tighten around his head, but that doesn’t stop him. It only encourages him to go add another finger and blow raspberries on your most sensitive spot. It doesn’t take long for you to squirt all over his face.

When Dax pulls away his eyes are shining brightly and his mustache is soaked. You grab his head and pull him in for a make out session. Dax takes your legs and tosses them on the bed, so you are laying spread eagle. Dax crawls on top and kisses your breast before focusing back on your lips.

He guides himself into you and you are thankful you are on birth control pills and Dax doesn’t need to wear a condom. When he is inside you can feel how thick and full he makes you. And you know Dax can feel how hot and wet you are. He starts angling himself so that each thrust goes deeper and hits your gspot.

You claw his back and moan. When Dax takes your legs and tosses them over your shoulder, it’s an overwhelming feeling. “Oh God Ddddax,”

He holds your shoulders down as he continues to plow into you. “Call me baby when I’m inside you.”

You heart soars and you get enough strength to pull yourself up, despite Dax hands on your shoulder. You grab his back and pull his head down, your ankles and legs still around his shoulder. “I love how deep you get inside me baby.” Than you kiss him tasting yourself on his tongue.

The word baby puts Dax into over drive and he is plowing into you. And soon you both see stars. Dax collapses on top of you, his forearms catching all his weight. The two of you slowly kiss. Eventually the two of you will get up and shower together, but right now you two just enjoy the quiet together.

#aew #aew fanfiction #aew smut #dax harwood #cash and dax

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heelbucks · 2 years ago

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bc im trying to have dreams of chuck taylor (dustin) or cash wheeler (daniel);

could a bestie get smut of either? the kinkiest, dirtiest shite you could think of, then that sweet, tooth decay aftercare?

oh baby - c. wheeler

pairing: daniel (cash) wheeler x fem! reader

warnings: minors dni, heavy smut (breeding kink, public sex, oral [m receiving], road head, [please be careful y’all], ), established relationship, use of real names!! (dax = david, wardlow = michael),

notes: i am an absolute SLUT FOR HIM so ofc i picked cashie bb enjoy ! takes place post trios match at all out! also look at this gif of him he’s such a cute lil shit. do you guys like me writing fully out of kayfabe with their real names? let me know!! maybe i’ll do it more :) also!!! this is easily the longest thing i’ve written in a while so it’s taking me a bit of time!

you sat in guerrilla position with david’s wife and daughter at the edge of your seats. you can see maria slightly cringe every time he lands awkwardly and sells a move perfectly. “i know he’s not seriously hurt, but i’m so proud of him, he’s such a good actor.” she says when she can finally breathe again as michael tags in.

you two get so wrapped up in watching your partners that the tiny harwood almost misses her cue. tony khan gently rushes her outside and you can’t miss the look of awe on her mothers face as the men in the ring let her get her “first win”.

daniel was always so good with his goddaughter, he really would do anything for her

as the boys file backstage, daniel drops his belts and swoops you up into his arms. “there’s my favorite cheerleader. whatcha think of the match babydoll?” he asked you in between kissing you all over your face. “amazing as always, danny.” you giggled as he placed you down.

you both looked over at the family next to you and shared the same thought. “i really do love how sweet you are with kids. i can’t wait to have a baby with you.” you whispered in his ear, placing a quick kiss below it. his adrenaline and testosterone already pumping through his veins, daniel pulled you closer to him via a tight grip on your ass. “is that so doll? why don’t we get a head start on that then? can’t wait to come home and see you being my cute lil housewife.” he was practically growling in your ear when you physically dragged him away. “sorry we’d love to stay for the after party but these cramps are killing me. maria, text me when you guys get in okay? congratulations again david and michael!” nobody had time to register what has happening, but david knew his best friend and he sat there laughing to himself while you two sprinted to the cars, making a quick stop for him to change out of his gear.

barely making it into the large rental car, you two couldn’t keep your hands off each other. daniel’s large hands wrapped tightly around you lifting you up with ease. “tell me why i can’t take you right here again?” his words come out breathlessly as he places kiss after kiss down your neck. before you could answer you heard a few camera clicks and laughed. “that’s why. don’t need other people to witness our first kid getting made.”

daniel opened up your door and ran to the driver side and started the drive to the hotel. the entire time his hand was clenching your thigh and yours was sliding across his lap. as you passed over his cock, you gave it a little squeeze. “babydoll, don’t start something you’re not gonna finish, or i might have to pull over right now.”

looking up at him with a smirk, you unbutton your seatbelt and lean across the center console. “who said i wasn’t gonna finish?”. you pull down the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers in one swift motion. his length bounces slightly against his tummy and you lean down to give a little kiss to the tip. you slowly take little by little into your mouth, your boyfriend above you gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles are white. “fuckin hell baby.” you hear from above you.

as you hollow out your cheeks and get into more of a rhythm, daniel finally starts to relax, one of his hands making it’s way to the back of your head to hold it down. not paying full attention, he drives over a speed bump, sending his cock against the back of your throat. “shit, sorry doll. damn that felt good.”

as you two pulled into the hotel parking lot, you sat up straight, wiping the spit and precum from your mouth. “that, was fun. we’re doing that again when we get home.” you smiled at your boyfriend while he adjusted himself and made it slightly less obvious he got one of the best blowjobs of his life.

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once inside your room, daniel locked the door and dropped everything. “let’s get a baby in you then, future mrs. wheeler.” he pulled you in close, his large hands easily gripping onto your waist and pushed you gently onto the bed. as you landed with a bounce and a giggle, you get up on your knees to kiss him. he pulls away to peal off his shirt and practically rips yours off. you lay back and pull down your leggings and roll over so your ass is in his face.

daniel quickly gets rid off his pants again, and you feel the bed dip as he climbs onto it. “normally, i’d have you ride my face until you’re crying. but tonight, you’re not leaving this bed until you’re knocked up.” his voice is deep and sends a chill down your spine as he pulls your panties to the side and slowly pushes one finger in. “oh you like that don’t you? you just can’t wait for me to fill you up, get you nice and full with my kid?”

to be continued?

#cash wheeler fluff #cash wheeler imagine #cash wheeler smut #cash wheeler x reader #cash wheeler headcanons #daniel “cash wheeler

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daddyhausen · 3 years ago

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｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 WHO I WRITE FOR 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 WRESTLING 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

adam cole

adam copeland

alex reynolds

anna jay

bandido

bray wyatt

britt baker

brody king

bron breakker

buddy matthews

cameron grimes

cash wheeler

christian cage

chuck taylor

claudio castagnoli

cm punk

cody rhodes

damian priest

danhausen

daniel garcia

dante martin

david finlay

dax harwood

dominik mysterio

drew mcintyre

eddie kingston

el phantasmo

ethan page

evil uno

finn balor

hangman adam page

hook

jade cargill

jamie hayter

jay briscoe

jeff hardy

jey uso

jimmy uso

jon moxley

john silver

jungle boy

julia hart

jay white

kenny omega

kevin owens

kris statlander

kyle fletcher

kyle o’reilly

kip sabian

la knight

malakai black

mark davis

mjf

matt jackson

nick jackson

nick wayne [ no smut ]

orange cassidy

ortiz

penelope ford

pete dunne

preston vance

randy orton

roman reigns

rhea ripley

ricky starks

ridge holland

ruby soho

sami zayn

seth rollins

stu grayson

skye blue

santana

swerve strickland

trent beretta

toni storm

tony d’angelo

undertaker

wardlow

wheeler yuta

willow nightingale

will ospreay

zack sabre jr.

｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 BANDS 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

damiano david — måneskin

ethan torchio — måneskin

thomas raggi — måneskin

victoria de angelis — måneskin

chris motionless — motionless in white

ricky horror — motionless in white

vinny mauro — motionless in white

will ramos — lorna shore

vessel — sleep token

ii — sleep token

iii — sleep token

iv — sleep token

oli sykes — bring me the horizon

noah sebastian — bad omens

hozier

｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 MARVEL 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

bucky barnes

loki laufeyson

miguel o’hara

peter parker [ mcu + tasm ]

steve rogers

thor odinson

｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 GAMES/TV 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

joel miller — the last of us [ tv series ]

thomas shelby — peaky blinders

arthur shelby — peaky blinders

alfie solomons — peaky blinders

simon “ghost” riley — cod/mw2

könig — cod/warzone

capitan john prince — cod/mw2

johnny “soap” mctavish — cod/mw2

kyle “gaz” garrick — cod/mw2

keegan p. russ —cod/ghosts

｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡「 KPOP 」｡･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

bang chan — stray kids

leeknow — stray kids

changbin — stray kids

hyunjin — straykids

han — straykids

felix — stray kids

seungmin — stray kids

i.n — stray kids

keep in mind this ain’t the final list !

#who i write for #wrestling fanfic #aew fanfic #njpw fanfic #wwe fanfic #måneskin fanfic #marvel fanfic #mw2 fanfic #the last of us fanfic

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wheeler-beretta-harwood · 2 years ago

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Dax, my beloved.

I just know this will be my new favorite fanfic.

My best girl truly is the best.

My dear sweet best girl,

I adore you even more after your little rant about how awesome Dax is. Could you write something about him for me? I don't care much for the plot, but make it fluffy please?

We need to spread the Dax Harwood love!

This wasn’t the grand slam I thought this was going to turn out to be. But writing for Dax was a lot of fun. 💜💚💙

@harwood-wheeler-punk I hope it’s okay that I tagged you. Your Dax smut request is the second part.

The First Year Part 1 out of 3

A Dax Harwood Story

September

“Hey,” you make your voice soft and hope you don’t startle him to much. “Are you okay?”

He looks at you , surprised but nods his head. “I’m fine.”

He is trying to be a tough guy, you extend your hand slowly so he sees it coming when you start rubbing your hand on his back. “I think your having a panic attack.”

He tenses at your touch, but doesn’t try to stop it. “Some times I just get short of breath and my stomach hurts and my heart races and I can’t stop thinking about negative shit.”

You stand up. Not wanting to harass or bother the man anymore. Before walking back to you seat. He grabs your wrist and says. “Thanks. I’m

Dax.”

You smile. “Anytime Dax. I’m Y|N.”

The rest of the plane ride is uneventful. The plane lands while others start to pick up their carryons, you have an internal debate with yourself.

Before packing up yourself, you rip a piece of paper out of your notebook and scribble your name and phone number down.

October

November

Wait? Was Dax hinting at being your boyfriend? Maybe he was too shy to ask you out and was testing for

a reaction. Giving him a sly grin. “A boyfriend would definitely be nice.”

He opened the car door for you. “I think I know the perfect guy for you.” Yes, Dax was flirting.

“The perfect guy?” You purposely pushed your body against his to get into the car. “Than you have to set us up?”

December

Dax’s tag team partner was standing outside your door dressed in a nice suit. He immediately noticed that you were disappointed. “I told Dax, you would be expecting him.”

You walked Cash to the front door, thanking him for understanding. You handed him the gift for Dax. You were able to wait until Cash pulled out of your driveway before falling apart.

Jan

Cupping his face with your hands, you slowly leaned over and kissed Dax. It was so slow, sweet, and perfect.

February

#i am so in love with this #it feels so real #this should be not only the first year but the first decade #the best girl's writing #aew #aew fanfiction #aew smut #dax harwood #cash and dax #top girls out

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