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Now, You're Mine

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNING: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Possessive!Rhea, Breeding Kink, Hickeys (R Receiving), Choking (R Receiving), Cum-Filled Strap On (R Receiving), Bulge Kink, Mommy Kink

PREFACE: Rhea and Reader were hooking up on and off, but Rhea wanted her all to herself

A/N: Rhea's P.O.V. in Bold and Colored!

Flashback in Italics!

Texts in Bold and Colored!

Some surprise appearances by other WWE Stars!

THIS HAD ME GRIPPING THE SHEETS FOR REAL

Kinda toxic, but eh

RHEA'S P.O.V.

She was all I've ever wanted. From how beautiful she was, to her kind-hearted nature and quick wits, she was nothing short of perfection. I remember the day we met vividly.

I had just gotten done with my match and was grabbing a bite to eat with my friends.

"I'll take-"

"The chicken tenders", I say in unison with Fin and Priest.

The three of us laugh, as Dom shook his head.

"Typical", Priest mocked,

"Hey, I know what I like, alright?", Dom argued.

Snapping the menu closed and handing it back to the waiter.

"I'll be back", I say,

Dismissing myself and heading to the bathroom, but as I did, somebody walks out.

Time came to a sudden halt, as I took in just how beautiful she was. It was as if everyone else disappeared and we were the only people there.

She gives me a shy smile, before walking past me and heading back to her table. My eyes never leaving her, as she took her seat.

YOUR P.O.V.

I immediately walk back to my friends, trying hard to hide my flushed cheeks.

"You good?", Nikki questioned,

"Yeah", I hesitantly answered,

As my gaze fell upon her once more. I couldn't help it, even if I tried. Besides how breathtaking she was, there was just something about her that intrigued me. Maybe it was the jet black hair or the tattoos that masked her hands, either way, I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

"What's got you all shy?", Brie questioned,

Taking me out of my head.

"What?"

She turns to try and see what I was looking at and immediately caught on.

"Oh, she's so your type"

"Dear God, please shut up", I pleaded,

"Who?"

It was now Naomi's turn to look and she also began teasing me.

"Oooh", she taunted,

Nudging me.

"Guys, come on. Let's not embarrass her", Nat ceased.

During the time of my friends poking fun at me, she looks over and sends another smile my way. If my heart wasn't racing out of my chest already, it surely was now.

Once we were done with our food and paid the bill, her table was also finishing up their dinner.

"Now's your chance, don't be shy", Nikki egged on,

"Nikki!", I warned in a whisper,

"Oh come on, what's the worst that can happen?"

"Um, she could hear me?"

"You're really gonna let her go?", she emphasized,

Pointing, when I smack her hand away.

"Keep your hand down!"

"Sorry", she whispered,

"I think you should go for it", Nat chimed in,

"Oh, not you too"

"(Y/N), you've got nothing to lose. She says no and then what?"

"And then I die of embarrassment"

Causing her eyes to roll.

"Look, nothing's gonna happen, if I don't talk to her"

"Exactly. Nothing's gonna happen if you don't talk to her, which I personally think is worse", she retorted.

I take a deep breath, slouching back against the booth chair, when I notice her table begin to gather their things.

"It's now or never, champ", Brie added on.

Was I terrified? Absolutely...but after battling with the anxious chill in the pit of my stomach, I ultimately got up and carefully made my way towards her.

Every step feeling like boulders strung at my feet.

Once I was less than a foot away, I clear my throat in an attempt to catch her attention. She turns around and somehow, she was even more breathtaking up close.

Her eyes reflecting baby blue skies in them, as her lips curled up into a grin.

"Hi", I greeted,

"Hello", she smiles down at me,

"I hope I'm not being too forward, but, I think you're...really beautiful", I struggled,

I knew my face had turned a bright red by the way she eyes my cheeks.

"Do you, now?", she challenged,

"Yeah", I chuckled nervously,

"Well", she began,

Taking my hand inro hers.

"I said the same thing to my mates earlier. You're quite the sight"

My heart was on the verge of giving out.

"What are you doing after this?"

"Um", I say,

Glancing back at my friends, who immediately turned away.

"It seems we have an audience"

"Don't mind them, they're just nosy", I reassured,

Making her laugh to herself.

"I'm not doing anything"

"Perfect", she said,

Gently leading me outside.

We head back to the hotel she was staying at and after letting my friends know where we went, she started up a movie for us.

Let's just say the movie had simply become background noise.

Since then, we'd been hooking up on and off, but in all honesty, I wanted more. Don't get me wrong, what we had was beyond my wildest imaginations, but I often caught myself daydreaming about being more than just 'friends'.

It didn't help, the fact that she fueled these delusions. Intentionally or not.

In those moments, post-sex, there would be a glimmer of softness that made me melt from the inside out. A contrasting difference from how she would usually treat me in bed.

Little gestures she'd do, like playing with my hair till I fell asleep or tracing mindless shapes onto my back. It all just added to the already burdensome weight in my chest.

The longer this went on, the harder it became to keep my feelings at bay. The harder it got to avoid the questions that plagued my mind.

Would she want that too? What if she didn't? Would she get upset and cut me off entirely? I could have all the time in the world and none of it would be enough to find a single answer.

I was planning to just keep my mouth shut and take this secret to my grave...until I heard about Liv. She was Rhea's tag team partner and at first, I didn't think anything of it, till I saw their backstage interview, where she kissed Rhea's cheek.

Alarms immediately went off in my head.

I knew she'd been sleeping up with other people, but to actually see her flirt with someone else was the wakeup call I needed.

I decided to keep my distance for a while and eventually, she caught on. For the last few weeks, I'd been responding less to her texts and have ignored her late night calls all together.

As much as I hated to admit it, I missed her, but I knew I had to hold my ground.

(SUNDAY)

Rhea: Hey

Seen at 5:06 pm

Rhea: I haven't seen you in a while, how's things been?

Seen at 5:25 pm

(MONDAY)

Me: Good, you?

Seen at 9:03 pm

Rhea: Pretty busy lately, aren't you?

Seen at 10:00 pm

But what I think finally made things click for Rhea was when I run into her at Dom's birthday party.

As it was being thrown at her house, I knew to come prepared, so I put on the dress I knew she liked and paired it with the perfect heels. Between my hair, makeup and outfit, I was undoubtedly sure to make some heads turn.

Not even a minute goes by, before Rhea spots me and makes a beeline toward where I stood.

"Ladies", she greets,

As they all nod, before heading inside. She eyes me up and down, before taking a few steps closer.

"(Y/N)", she grins.

I cross my arms over my chest, avoiding her daunting stare.

"Beautiful, as always"

"Thanks"

She goes in for a hug, when I simply brush past her, leaving Rhea undoubtedly confused. For the rest of the night, I stood by, watching my friends get wasted and have the time of their lives.

I, however, was too distracted by Rhea watching me from across the room. The slicked-back hair, the leather top that perfectly showcased her strong arms. I was intoxicated solely by staring at her.

Somewhere in the night, my friends had completely disappeared and I was left on the couch alone.

That was until Sonya took the vacant spot next to me.

"I don't like parties either", she spoke,

Finally ripping my gaze away from Rhea.

"Hey, Sonya"

"You know my name?", her eyebrows meet,

"Yeah, I saw your match with Nikki and John. They invited me to watch"

"Oh, cool, your Nikki's friend. I'm assuming you came with her and Brie?"

"Yup, but...", I say,

Quickly scanning the room.

"I have no idea where they went"

"Well, Brie's probably throwing up the drinks she chugged and Nikki's probably hooking up with Cena upstairs"

"Probably", I chuckled,

Sipping my cocktail.

"But, hey, at least you got me", she joked,

Playfully nudging me.

"At least", I agreed.

"I hope this isn't me coming on too strong, but would you like to dance?"

"Um..."

I go to look back at Rhea and it was almost as if she was trying to communicate with her eyes.

It was now my turn to have fun.

"I'd love to", I turn back to Sonya,

Grabbing her hand and leading her to the dancefloor.

RHEA'S P.O.V.

What the hell was Deville up to and why was (Y/N) reciprocating it? I knew she'd gone almost radio silent lately, but I didn't think it was this serious.

My blood boiled at the sight of Sonya twirling her around, as her eyes raked up and down (Y/N)'s body. Shamelessly staring at what was mine. I knew I had only myself to blame, but I couldn't help but seethe with anger. It should be me grabbing her hips that way. It should be me making her laugh like that.

Had I messed up by not owning up to how I really felt? Yes, but I wasn't going to lose her over that. She was everything I could ever want and I'd be a fool to just let her go.

Having had enough, I shove my drink into Priest's chest and made my way over to them.

"(Y/N). Deville", I address,

Interrupting their laughter.

"Hey, Ripley", Sonya replied,

As I respond with a sarcastic grin.

"I need to talk to you", I address (Y/N),

"I'm kind of in the middle of something-"

"(Y/N)", I cut off,

Causing her to be taken aback.

YOUR P.O.V.

I couldn't lie, the stern tone in her voice made my core ache and my knees go weak. I had no choice but to comply.

I follow her through the crowd and up the stairs, till we reach her bedroom at the end of the hall.

As we step inside, she closes the door behind her and leans against it.

"What do you want?", I questioned,

"Don't play dumb with me"

"I'm not", I egged on.

She scoffs, leaning off the door and taking a step towards me.

"Are we really going to do this?"

"I don't know...are we?"

I knew me challenging her was a risk, but it was one I was willing to take. I needed to know once and for all if this was something worth fighting for.

With a mischievous grin, she leans down to whisper in my ear.

"Do you really think Sonya, of all people, can treat you better than I can? Hm? Make you feel as good as I do?"

Her hands creep up to the small of my waist and pulled me in closer. I could feel my knees threatening to give out and was fighting so hard to stop it.

"Or was this all just to get my attention?"

She kisses up my neck and chewed on the lobe of my ear.

"You want me? You've got me"

Like I'd weighed nothing, she picks me up by thighs, causing a surprised gasp to escape me.

"All you had to do was say so"

She then carries me to bed and crawled atop me, kissing and licking up my legs.

"This dress. Fuck", she murmured against my thighs,

Before spreading them apart to discover my glistening core.

"I've barely started and you're already making a mess", she teased,

"Rhea", I whined,

"Yes, darling?"

"Please"

"Please what? You know I like to hear you say it"

I take in a deep breath, before finally locking eyes with her.

"Fuck me"

She smirks once more, before pulling away and walking over to her closet. I carefully observe her every move and once she was done digging through her clothes, she turns around, causing my stomach drops.

She's used straps on me before, but this one was...different.

"I've been saving this for something special, but of course you had to be a brat tonight", she says,

Stopping right before the bed.

"Take my clothes off", she ordered.

I crawl over to her, helping her out of her blazer, before unbuttoning her blouse and pulling her pants down.

Unbeknownst to me, she was already completely naked beneath her clothes. The sight of her exquisite body never failing to drive me crazy.

"My turn"

She pulls my dress off over my head, leaving me in just my stockings.

"No underwear? God, you are a slut"

And without wasting another breath, she pulls me in by my waist, whilst wrapping her lips around my hardened buds.

Desperate moans and whines escaping me as she did so.

"You're so much nicer when Mami's got a hold of you, hm?"

She then pushes me onto my back, before spreading my legs and ripping my fishnets down the middle. She must've sensed my concern, by the way her eyes flickered up to me.

"I'll get you new ones", she reassured,

Before pulling back and securing the toy around her hips.

I was practically drooling from how good she looked. From her inked hand rubbing up and down the dildo, to her insatiable eyes eating me alive, I could've cum right then and there.

"I need you, Mami, please", I pleaded,

Tugging her lips up into a smirk.

"I know you do. Why else would you try so hard to get my attention?", she teased,

Licking the shell of my ear and sending a chill up my spine.

In a flash, she throws my legs around her waist, dragging me in closer, whilst rubbing the tip of the strap against my entrance.

"Let's see if you can keep up"

She thrusts into me in one swift motion, filling me up to the brim and causing a cry to escape past my lips.

Her pace was immediate and rough, like the hand she snaked up my body, before settling around my throat. It felt like I was being split apart in the best way possible. The mixture of the pleasure and pain already causing tears to blur my vision.

"You're fucking mine", she grunted against my shoulder,

"Yes, Mami!", I cried out,

Grabbing her wrist.

With each merciless thrust, my orgasm was nearing faster and faster and I knew it was only a matter of time, till I came undone in her grasp.

"Fuck!", I whined under my moans,

"You're doing so good for me", she licked up my throat,

Reaching down to rub vigorous circles on my clit and yanking a final scream out of me.

"Do it. Cum for Mami", she demanded.

The stars in my eyes were all I saw, before being pushed over the edge.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, I feel her hand pull back to squeeze the base of the toy, causing it to spurt out ropes of warm sticky liquid all over my clenching walls.

I let out a surprised gasp, as Rhea chuckled against my neck. She looks back up and smashed her now-smudged lips against my own.

"Now, everyone here knows who you belong to", she teased.

My stomach dropped at the realization.

[ripleyismymami]

Hii! Soo this is my first time writing fanfic in some other language than my own mother language, so bare with me. I'm more than welcome to receiving feedback on this, so if you have comments, don't be afraid of leaving them🙈 anyways, enjoy?

Tags: Slow burn, enemies to lovers, a bit of smut, wlw, a bit of dom/sub dynamic, dom/rhea & sub/reader

Summary: Reader is a promising newbie wrestler, Rhea and reader usually don't get along very well, but a quick sparring session changed the course of the events.

You weren’t born into privilege. Every step you’d taken to get here had been earned through long nights, aching muscles, and the relentless drive that burned inside you. Making it into WWE’s roster was a dream you’d fought for with everything you had, but it also came with a cost. You were constantly under scrutiny—never the strongest, the fastest, or the most experienced, and you’d learned to fight tooth and nail just to prove you belonged.

And then there was Rhea Ripley.

From the moment you met, she had been a storm in your life. Where others praised your determination, she sneered, picking apart your weaknesses with a precision that left you reeling. You told yourself it was jealousy, or maybe insecurity, but deep down, you couldn’t shake the feeling that she saw something in you you didn’t even see in yourself.

That’s what scared you the most.

You tighten the tape around your wrists, pulling the ends taut as the echo of your own movements fills the empty training room. It’s late—intentionally so. You didn’t want to run into anyone tonight, especially her.

Your stomach churns at the thought of her: Rhea Ripley. The smug smile, the biting comments, and the way her eyes seem to pierce right through you every time you’re in the same room. She’s been a thorn in your side since day one, always there to remind you how far you still have to go to measure up to her.

You shake your head, trying to push the thought away, and step into the ring. It’s quiet—just the sound of your sneakers on the mat as you run through drills. The repetition calms you, allowing you to forget the nagging ache of failure that

Rhea always seems to provoke.

“Still working on that weak left hook?”

Her voice cuts through the silence like a blade, and you freeze mid-punch. Turning slowly, you see her leaning casually against the ropes, arms folded, her trademark smirk firmly in place.

“What do you want, Rhea?” you snap, not even trying to hide your irritation.

“Relax, sweetheart,” she purrs, stepping into the ring. “Just here to see what’s got you hiding out so late. Thought maybe you’d finally realized how hopeless you are.”

Her words ignite a fire in your chest, but you clench your fists and refuse to rise to the bait.

“Or maybe,” she continues, her voice dropping to a teasing lilt, “you just like the idea of me showing up to put you in your place.”

Your breath hitches at the suggestion, and her eyes narrow as she catches the flicker of hesitation.

The Fight

“Why are you still here?” you finally ask, unable to take it anymore.

She leans against the ropes, arms crossed over her chest. “You once said I tear people down. Maybe I’m sticking around to prove you wrong.”

You shoot her a skeptical look. “You’re not exactly known for being anyone’s cheerleader.”

She laughs, low and throaty. “Fair point. But maybe you’re worth more than I gave you credit for.”

The admission catches you off guard, and you freeze, trying to decipher the glint in her eyes.

“Show me,” she says suddenly, stepping into the ring.

Your brows furrow. “What?”

“Show me what you’ve got.” Her smirk returns, but there’s something different in it now—something more dangerous.

You hesitate for only a moment before nodding. The idea of going head-to-head with Rhea is intimidating, but there’s no way you’re backing down.

"Fine. Maybe it's good for you to learn not to underestimate me for a change." You say, mostly trying to convince yourself about this being a good idea.

You charge first, testing her defenses with quick jabs and calculated strikes. She blocks you effortlessly, her movements fluid and confident. When she counters, it’s with devastating precision, and you quickly realize just how much of a talent gap there is between you.

Each time she knocks you down, you get back up, gritting your teeth and forcing yourself to push harder. But somewhere in the middle of it, the line between competition and something more blurs.

Her hands linger on you a moment too long when she pins you down. The heat of her breath on your skin sends a jolt through your body.

“You’re holding back,” she growls, her voice low and commanding. “Stop fighting like you’re afraid to lose.”

“I’m not afraid,” you snap, though your voice wavers.

Her smirk widens. “Then prove it.”

The next exchange is explosive. You throw everything you have into each strike, but she ultimately overpowers you, pinning you down once again. Her hand comes to rest against your throat, her grip firm but careful, and you freeze.

“You’re so predictable,” she murmurs, leaning down until her lips are just inches from your ear. “But you’ve got potential.”

Her words send a shiver down your spine. Before you can respond, she shifts her weight, her lips brushing against yours.

It’s tentative at first, but when you don’t pull away, she deepens the kiss. Her mouth moves against yours with a confidence that leaves you breathless, her teeth grazing your bottom lip just hard enough to draw a gasp from you.

Her hand slides from your throat to cup your jaw, her thumb brushing against your cheek as she kisses you harder, more urgently. You can’t suppress the moan that escapes your lips when her fingers slip beneath your shirt, her touch setting your skin ablaze.

“Is this what you’ve been wanting?” she asks, her voice a low growl.

“Yes,” you whisper, your voice barely audible.

Her smirk returns, triumphant and wicked, as she pulls your shirt over your head in one swift motion. Her hands roam your body, exploring every inch of bare skin as her lips find your neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses that send heat pooling low in your stomach.

She takes her time, savoring every reaction she pulls from you until you’re trembling beneath her. When her mouth moves lower, pressing heated kisses along your collarbone and down your stomach, you can’t help but arch into her touch, a choked cry escaping your lips.

“Relax,” she murmurs, her voice soft but commanding. “I’ve got you.”

As she’s kissing her way lower, her hands grip your thighs to hold you in place as she unravels you completely. The world narrows to the feel of her, the tension building until it finally shatters, leaving you breathless and boneless beneath her.

When she climbs back up to hover over you, her eyes dark and filled with satisfaction, you know you’re in trouble.

“You’re not going to let me live this down, are you?” you ask, your voice weak but teasing.

“Not a chance,” she replies, pulling you into another kiss.

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[ashley-jones]

Could you do an au about Rhea and her girlfriend breaking up? Liv, Sonya, and Natalya comfort the both of them and somehow bring them back together?

Yes! Thank you for the request

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"What did I do?!" you yelled towards Rhea. "It's not what you're doing! It's how you're acting Y/N!" Rhea growled. The two of you now stood in the kitchen, both of you still dressed in formal attire. The two of you had just gotten back from Liv's birthday celebration, an argument starting in the car that decided to lead into the house.

Rhea was upset because you supposedly allowed another girl to flirt with you without even attempting to stop it. It's not that you didn't care, it's the fact that you didn't even notice the woman was flirting!! You where heavily naive when it came to flirting and dating in general. Hell it took months before you finally realized the signs Rhea was giving off.

"But I didn't even know she was flirting Demi! And even if she was who cares, I still come home with you every night!" you argued. At this point you didn't even know what to really say because there was no need to defend yourself for being naive. Rhea knows you love her, and she loves you but I guess this was just a breaking point.

Rhea laughed walking past you grabbing her jacket off the coat hanger, you following close behind her. "Where are you going??" you immediately asked. "I'm done. Fuck this okay. Your only excuse for this shit is how you never notice any of this. But I know damn well you notice it! So in fucking done. You wanna whore yourself around, fine. But don't drag me down with you!" she yelled.

Your heart was pounding once you realized she was serious. She was leaving you, breaking up with you.

She just called you a whore.

"Whoring?!!" you yelled. "Fuck you Demi! At least some of these girls pay attention! Despite me not noticing it still feels good to get some kind of attention, but God knows you don't give shit! Yea walk away!!" you yelled at her, before grabbing a hold of the door and slamming it shut. "Fucking ridiculous!!" you growled.

Within a few hours everything came crashing down. The tears began flooding, body curled up on the couch under a red fluffy blanket with only the comfort of your husky and cat that was laying on the floor beside your long forgotten cup of tea. You where shaking, fingers clenched tightly around your phone. Yours and Rhea's chat open with numerous unanswered text messages, that where read but never answered.

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You missed missed training all this week, body unable to move from the couch. Missed calls from Liv, Bianca, and Sonya, hundreds of messages from Natalya and Shayna. But all of them went ignored. You just couldn't bring yourself to answer them, it felt like it too much.

So when Liv and Sonya came bustling through the door, using your spare key that sat inside the plant pot. "Oh honey.." Sonya whispered. The taller lesbian came over towards you kneeling down in front of your tired form, but you just grabbed your blanket pulling it up and covering your head. Liv sat down pulling the blanket away, carefully lifting you so that you where sitting up.

H/L H/C was shriveled and knotted, having not touched it in over a week. Hell the only thing you've done the past week is feed and water Naneuk and Polly. Sonya looked up at you then towards Liv, both of them just coming from Demi's place. You where in a much tougher state than Demi was, which made them wish they came here first.

Demi took her emotions out during training, the more upset she was the more aggressive she got in the ring.

"Okay.. come on honey let's get you cleaned up." Liv softly said. You looked over towards her before nodding, standing up and walking to the bathroom. She walked into the bedroom picking out a pair of ripped skinny jeans and an oversized batman hoodie. She even grabbed one of your Bath and body works perfume, choosing 'Vanilla mocha' which had such a sweet and comforting smell to it.

Liv smile handing you the clothes once she saw you come into the bedroom. She walked out after placing a soft soothing kiss to your cheek, which actually made you smile. Doing your routine after not doing it for a week felt so refreshing. You felt clean, and more cleansed. Hell you even opened your curtains and made your bed after finishing getting dressed. But doing your makeup seemed like such a challenge. The thought of some random woman coming up near you made you feel guilty, like you where causing problems for not paying enough attention.

This thought shattered everything. You put a hand over your mouth falling to the floor as tears began flooding back down your cheeks. Body beginning to shake as you hold back sobs and cries. Liv and Sonya came rushing in, dropping to either side of you. Your head fell forward, your hand pressing into the floor clenching onto the faux carpet. You broke down, unable to keep everything in.

Liv and Sonya hugged you tightly whispering soft comforting words. Their pedicured nails where tracing up and down your back allowing you to cry, allowing you to get everything out.

Despite the small progress you where right back in bed later that night, turned over facing the window. Your eyes where flossed red and cheeks stained with tears, body unable to compose anymore waterworks without causing a pain to jolt through your chest. Naneuk was laying behind you, large body taking up the whole other side of the bed, meaning Polly was stuck to lay on the pillow beside your head.

Liv and Sonya tried their hardest to get you out of the house, but you couldn't do it. But they wanted you to come into training tomorrow. Even attempting to refuse went ignored by both girls, you didn't have much of a choice. Shifting around, wrapping your arm around Naneuk, forehead pressing lightly into Polly's small body who began purring. Her tiny nose pressing into your nose, placing small kitchen licks on the tip.

The moment you stepped foot into the gym, Natalya and Shayna where beside you. Your hair was up in a ponytail, black medical mask sitting over the lower portion of your face. You just put on a pair of black leggings and a black sports bra with your black and white Nikes. Your gym bag sat on your shoulder, water bottle in your other hand.

"Working out will definitely help. Believe me." Shayna spoke. You smiled making your way towards the private area of the gym, scanning your card and opening the door.

The first thing you started with was the treadmill. You ran it for about an hour, forcing your body to take every step. No matter how much pain coursed through your stomach, you took it. This could help you, working out was always a prime for you, especially during hard times.

Your music was leading you on as well. You up the speed keeping a perfect pace, F/S blasting in your ears. Liv was right beside you keeping a walking and more relaxed pace, eyes sitting on you every now and then smiling at your progress.

After the tread you moved onto a leg press. Positioning yourself properly you lifted your legs placing the soles of your feet against the steel plate. Lifting it off the bars, you shifted down a bit and began pushing yourself more. Knees pressing into your stomach then pushing back up. This progress continued for about 15 minutes before you pressed it back onto the bars.

Sweat was gathered along your skin. Pulling your mask down you took a gulp of water. You tried your hardest to ignore a certain Australian accent that wasn't more than 30 feet from you. Fixing your mask you stood up setting your water bottle down. Pulling out the 350lb weights, replacing them on the barbell. You out your black gloves on strapping them, not wanting to rip or strain your hands. Leaning down spreading your legs a bit, pulling up bending your knees at the slightest and lifting the barbell up. Kneeling down lifting it onto your shoulders. You could feel Demi's eyes on you, along with a few others, but they all went ignored.

Lifting your self holding the barbell, teeth digging into your cheek. You moved your grip so you had a better hold of it, kneeling down once more holding the weight against your shoulders. But just as you where about to lift yourself again, a male walked up beside you. You looked at him, shifting your hair showing you had headphones in but he didn't seem to get it. So you dropped the weight shaking your hands, and pulling out one of the airpods.

"Can I help you?" You questioned. You stood up pulling your gloves off your hands and dropping them into your bag. "You look familiar. I was just curious." he joked. You grimaced walking past him only to be grabbed causing you to turn around and pull away. "do not touch me." you growled.

"No need to get angry sweetheart." he harshly replied. "Yea well don't go around grabbing girls at the gym." you spoke up. "Heh probably a whore anyway." he laughed. You wanted to argue but at the same time you couldn't bring yourself to do so. So instead you zipped up your bag and placed it on your shoulder. Shoving past the man you walked out, anger flaring through your veins.

Demi excused herself from Kevin following after you, growling at the man that decided to walk up on you. Before you could go far, she grabbed a hold of your wrist making you turn around ready to snap, but you froze. All that anger and frustration just disappeared as you stared up into her ocean blue eyes.

You wanted to hate her but you couldn't bring yourself to do so. No matter how many arguments the two of you got into, you still found yourself falling even more in love with her.

"Y/N.. look, I wanted to apologize about the night of our break up..." she stumbled. You looked away gripping the strap of your gym bag, pulling it tighter against your shoulder. "You called me a whore Demi.." you spoke up. "I know. And I had no right. I was wrong, and fuck..." Demi stumbled over her words unable to comprehend what she wanted to say despite it all being clear in her mind.

"Demi I love you. But you hurt me. Yes I get distracted and maybe I am heavily naive and unnoticed of certain shit but that doesn't give you the right to blame everything on me. I would've never hurt you or even thought of going off with someone else and the fact you thought that broke me!" you spoke your mind. If she was unable to process her words then you'd put yours down and straightforward.

Demi's eyes down casted staring at the ground, her hand moving from your wrist to the palm of your hand. Her thumb began tracing over your knuckles, E/C just following the small movement, heart slowly beginning to pound out of your chest.

"I love you.." Demi whispered. "And I will do anything to make it up to you, to apologize to you about everything I said.. just please... Please sweetheart give me another chance.." she whispered. She repeated the pleading words, your teeth capturing your lower lip behind the black mask.

"Okay.... But this will take time Demi." you finally spoke up.

"I'm fine with that." Demi replied happily.

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[ OCT 2 ] - Sit and Look Pretty

[ Kinktober prompt ] - Face fucking/sitting

[ Pairing ] - Rhea Ripley x Reader 18+

“I fucking said sit, not hover.”

Her arms pushed you down, wrapping tighter around your thighs the more you struggled. The moans you let out were lewd, somehow unable to keep quiet despite the fact you covered your mouth with your hand.

She was fucking you relentlessly.

Tongue moving in and out of you, her nose bumping your clit. Your eyes were rolling to he back of you head, and somewhere between the absolute nothingness in your mind right now, you didn’t want to suffocate her either. You tried to gently get up, but her grip on you was too strong.

“Baby-” you gasped, trying to form any kind of sentence before she fucking broke you. “Wait-”

You grabbed a handful of her hair, trying to pull her away even the tiniest bit. Could she even breathe? You were basically sitting on her face, and considering you couldn’t breathe, you were scared you were going to suffocate her.

She only hummed, the vibrations going right through you, your climax approaching fast. The knot in your stomach was so fucking close to snapping. You pulled her hair again, tears brimming your eyes as she sucked on your clit once more.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck. Please.” You cried, and within a second, you came all over her face. She worked you through your orgasm, not letting go of your thighs as she kept licking and sucking. The tears now falling down your cheeks, the sounds you were releasing were almost pornographic, pleads and begs for her to slow down so loud you swore the neighbours could hear.

She finally pulled away letting you look down at her, her chin covered in your juices with that cocky smile of hers plastered on her face.

You scoffed playfully, still out of breath as you tried to level your breathing. Getting off slowly, you laid down next to her and she embraced your body into hers, her arms now strong around you as she hugged you close.

“You okay?” She asked, playing with your hair.

You nodded, pulling away so you could look her directly in her eyes. Smiling before leaning down, you connected your lips together in a soft kiss, her hand coming up to cup your face.

“More than okay.”

THE END

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Or What?

Rhea Ripley x Uso Sister!Reader

WARNING: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Enemies To Lovers, Confessions, Semi-Public Sex, Use of Nicknames, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering (R Receiving), Orgasm Denial (R Receiving), Degradation and Praise Kink (R Receiving), Mommy Kink, Choking Kink (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Choking (R Receiving)

PREFACE: Reader has always known Rhea to be arrogant, callous and mean, so it only made sense that she despised the eradicator, especially after what she did to her brother...but what happens when they find themselves in a broom closet alone together?

A/N: Jey and Rhea are feuding in this A/U

Announcer's Dialogue In Bold and Colored!

Texts in Italic, Colored and Bold!

As I waited for Jey to finish up his match, I hear the sound of boot heels clicking from down the hall and when I turn my head to see who it was, I was immediately vexed.

Rhea fucking Ripley.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. She was easily the most smug-faced asshole I'd ever met and not only that, she had the audacity to make my brother look stupid in front of the entire world.

I stuff my phone into my back pocket, before crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, if it isn't little (Y/N) Uso. What's a cute thing like you doing out here by yourself?", she teased.

I simply looked away, ignoring her comment.

"Hm, never took you for the shy type", she said,

Taking a step closer towards me.

"From what I've seen, you're quiet the firecracker", she brushes a hair from my face.

I grab her wrist, staring daggers into her eyes.

"Never...touch me"

She lets out a dark chuckle, using the grip I had on her to yank me closer. Our faces were now merely inches apart.

"Or what, princess?"

"Or...I'll..."

"Mhm, use your words", she whispered,

Leaning down closer to the point her breath brushed against my bottom lip.

What was happening? And why was I not pulling away? I should've...but I just couldn't.

Just as I was desperately trying to regain my composure, the crowd outside goes wild and the speakers go off.

Announcer: And here is your winner...Jey...USOOO!

My brother's theme song began playing and I knew he was just moments away from bursting through the doors.

Shit, if he sees me causing trouble, I'm gonna be in for it. I could already hear him and some guards just around the corner. With seemingly no other option, I push Rhea and myself into the closet directly behind her and close it shut.

"What are you doing?"

"Saving both of our asses", I whispered,

Stepping away from the door. The footsteps were getting closer with each passing second and my heart was pounding so hard, I could barely breathe.

As if getting caught in the hallways wouldn't have been bad enough, I could only imagine what would happen if Jey found us in a literal closet together.

The shadow of his feet stop right in front of the door and I was panicking like I never have before.

"Have y'all seen (Y/N)? She said she'd be waiting right here"

"No, sir, not since before the match started"

"Hm", he hummed dismissively,

Before carrying on towards his dressing room.

Once he was finally gone, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

"Jesus, that was close"

"You're telling me", she replied.

That's when I finally noticed her towering figure hunched over behind me, with an arm around my waist and her hand flat on my stomach.

I turn to face her and there we were again.

Her lips almost meeting mine, as our eyes found one another in a tense exchange. I couldn't comprehend much of anything that was happening, but mostly, I was confused at why I wasn't pulling away again.

She humiliated my brother and betrayed him. I had every right to hate her...right?

"You know", she breaks the silence,

"You're awfully adorable, when you aren't staring daggers into me"

There was that stupid smirk again, only this time it affected me differently.

Instead of becoming agitated, I felt a second heartbeat I didn't feel before. Every inch of my skin was overheating at her touch and she knew it.

"Oh...you like this, don't you?"

"What? No-"

"Such a cliche, falling for your brother's enemy"

"I don't-"

"Then how come you aren't shoving me away and telling me to fuck off like you usually do?", she questioned,

Gently turning my body to fully face her, before pinning me to the wall by my arms.

"I think we both know the answer to that question, darling", she whispered,

Ducking her head down on my shoulder, whilst trailing kisses up my neck.

"Just say it. Say you want me and put a rest to this tiring act of pretending like you don't"

Was she right?

Have I just been in denial about the attraction I felt for her and hid behind anger all this time?

I couldn't quite focus on finding a proper explanation, as she reached the lobe of my ear, nibbling on it and forcing a whine out of me.

"God, even the sounds you make are sweet. Wonder if you'll taste as sweet as you sound", she mumbled against me,

Running her hand up my thigh.

"R-Rhea"

"All you have to do is tell me to stop and I will. Is that what you want?"

I contemplated for a moment. This was wrong. Getting involved with someone like her would only ever end in chaos, especially with the bad blood she had with Jey...but in that moment, any voice of reason was no match for the way she was touching me.

"No", I ultimately answered.

"Good"

Not wanting to waste any more of the limited time we had, she finally presses her lips against mine.

They were soft and gentle, which surprised me the most.

One of her hands let off my waist and trailed up my skirt, brushing against my bundle of nerves through the underwear I had on.

I whined against her mouth, which curled up into an excited grin.

"Sensitive, are you? Let's see how long it takes till I have you cumming on my tongue"

Just then, she drops to her knees, flipping up my skirt to take a good look at the mess she was already making of me.

"God, I barely touched you yet", she mocked,

Before pulling my thong to the side and licking up my slick entrance.

"Mmm, so fucking sweet", she praised,

Throwing my thighs over her strong shoulders, so I was sat on top of her. It didn't take long for her lips to wrap around my bundle of nerves, as the grasp she had on my hips tightened with each passing lick.

I intertwined my fingers in her hair, whilst her name repeatedly spilled out of me like a prayer that would never be answered.

Eventually, I feel the tip of two digits press against my slit, before slipping themselves completely inside me with no resistance to stop them.

Her momentum immediately fast and relentless.

Already, the knot in the pit of my stomach began to tighten and threaten to snap. I could tell by the way she smirked over my clit that she knew it too.

"Not so tough when I have you at my mercy, are you? Maybe I shouldn't let you cum", she teased,

"No! Please, don't stop!", I pleaded,

"Good girl", she says,

Continuing her unletting efforts to bring me over the edge, but before she could, voices on the other side of the door interrupts us.

I immediately let out a gasp, causing Rhea to slap a hand over my mouth.

"Jey's looking for (Y/N)"

"Wasn't she just here earlier?"

"Yeah, but I don't know where she went"

The security guards eventually move past the closet and I let out a sigh of relief.

I get off of her, arranging my skirt and she eyes me up in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"This was a mistake"

She scoffs, getting up and dusting her knees.

"You didn't seem to think this was a 'mistake' when my tongue was wearing you out", she tested,

Pushing my head up with a hooked finger.

"Now...what did you say about me never touching you again?"

I roll my eyes and push her hand away.

"Wait five minutes before I leave", I instructed,

"Whatever you say", she smiled,

Looking down at her feet.

I carefully opened the door, whilst peaking my head out to make sure the coast was clear and once it was, I step out and close it, when I turn back around and was ambushed by my brother.

"Fucking Christ, dude!", I exclaimed,

As my hand went over my chest.

"Aye, language", he warned,

"Sorry"

"Where were you? I've been looking for like twenty minutes"

"The...bathroom"

"For twenty minutes?"

"Yo, what's with the interrogation, dawg? Woman business", I snapped,

"Alright, alright. I was just asking", he throws his hands up in surrender,

"I wanna grab food on the way back, come on", he says,

Putting an arm over my shoulder and walking me out. I quickly glance back at the closet door and prayed it stayed closed till we were out of sight.

Once we got into the car, I was finally left to my thoughts.

The guilt that overwhelmed me was all consuming and burdensome. I had just slept with my brother's nemesis. The person he hated most and here I was, pretending like it didn't happen, as he went on and on about his current win.

In that moment, I get a notification on my phone and I go to see who it was. I didn't recognize the number, but once I saw the text, I knew immediately.

Unknown Number: We should talk about this

Me: There's nothing to talk about

Unknown Number: Oh please, spare me, are you really going back to being in denial?

Me: Denial about what?

Unknown Number: Whatever

Unknown Number: But, when you do come to your senses, you know where to find me, beautiful ;)

I lock my phone and shove it inside my purse with a sigh.

"You good?"

"Yeah, just tired"

"Well, you look tired", he says,

Mimicking the sweat dripping down my face, causing me to hastily swipe it off.

After stopping by at a pizza place for dinner, we head to the hotel and made our way back to the suite.

"That was scrumptious. We needa head back before going home", Jey emphasized,

Opening the door and letting the both of us inside.

"I call the shower first"

"Dude", I go to argue,

"Ah! Winners get special privileges", he mocked.

I roll my eyes and he chuckles at my response, before stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

I lay back against the bed by the window and looked over the entire city.

As breathtaking as the sight was to behold, I was still hung up on Rhea. Why? Why her? Of all the people I could've hooked up with, it had to be fucking Ripley?

As disappointed as I was with myself, I couldn't help but look back at the encounter with a certain sense of reverie.

I'd never been touched like that.

None of the people I'd been with before had ever gotten me that close...I wonder what would've happened if I had just stayed there in that closet with her.

Before I could delve any deeper into my thoughts, I hear my phone go off once again and I already knew who it could be.

Unknown Number: Can't stop thinking about you, precious

God damn it, again with the nicknames.

Me: Rhea, please

Unknown Number: Please what?

Me: We can't do this

Unknown Number: Oh yes, we can

Unknown Number: The only person saying we can't is you

Me: You hurt my brother

Unknown: Hey, he decided to attack Dom, I couldn't just sit idle and let him

Me: Yeah, after the fact he slammed Jimmy with a chair

Unknown: Listen, I have no control over what the boys do

Unknown Number: Nor do I have control over who I want

A frigid chill run up my spine.

Unknown Number: What happened wasn't ideal, I get it

Unknown Number: So allow me make it up to you

Me: How?

Unknown Number: By picking up where we left off of course

Unknown Number: When I had you on the brink of cumming, before we were so rudely interrupted

It was getting harder and harder to resist her tempting.

Me: This is wrong

Unknown Number: Did it feel wrong? When you were begging me to make you unravel on my mouth?

Me: Rhea

Unknown Number: Tell me, when did the regret set in? Was it before or after my fingers found themselves inside you?

The pulsing sensation in my center began to intensify with every text she sent.

Unknown Number: You can lie to yourself all you want, darling

Unknown Number: But we both know that you want me just as much as I want you. I'm just making it easier by admitting it first

Unknown Number: Ball's in your court now, Uso

It took all the strength I had to resist, but it still wasn't enough. I ultimately caved, needing to feel her against me again.

Me: Where are you?

I just knew she was grinning like a wildcat on the other side of the phone.

Unknown Number: Location📍

The hotel she was staying at was only ten minutes away.

Me: Room?

Unknown Number: I'll be in the lobby to let you up. See you, beautiful ;)

I facepalm my forehead.

What was I doing? Once could've been a mistake, but twice? Now, this was betrayal.

Jey steps out of the bathroom, drying off his hair.

"Shower's free"

"Actually, I gotta go. Naomi wants to have a girl's night"

"For real?"

"Mhm", I hesitated,

He contemplates for a moment, before shrugging.

"Aight, just text me when you get there"

I let out a sigh of relief, before grabbing my phone and leaving.

Besides the obvious thoughts going through my head, all I could think about was how conflicted I felt. On one hand, family meant the world to me and out of all of them, Jey was who I was closest with...but on the other hand, there was Rhea. I didn't know what could transpire from this, but I guess I was just gonna have to find out.

Eventually, I got to her hotel and tried my best to avoid any paparazzi by keeping my head down and speed-walking into the lobby. I allow myself a moment to scan the room, before my eyes finally landed on her.

She was sat on one of the couches with elbows resting on her knees and scrolling through her phone.

With one last deep breath, I made my way towards her.

"Hello, there", she grinned,

Looking up at me, as she stood up.

"Hi", I greeted,

Avoiding her piercing gaze.

"I appreciate eye-contact, whilst speaking", she says,

Using my cheek to make me face her. I was already melting into her touch and blushing a bright red hue.

"D'you enjoy the ride?", she questioned,

Causing my eyes to widen.

"The car ride, darling", she teased,

She knew what she was doing.

"How about we get you upstairs?", she suggests.

I nod, as she took my hand and lead me to the elevators.

Once we were inside and the doors close us in, she pushes my hair aside and ducked her head into the crook of my neck, leaving wet kisses lingering on my skin.

"Couldn't stop thinking about earlier. I've never tasted anything better", she murmured,

Gripping my waist.

"R-Rhea", I whined,

Holding onto her shoulders. If the elevator doors hadn't opened just then, we would've had our way with each other right there. We rush towards her room and she uses my body to slam the door shut.

My hands creeping up into her hair, as her teeth tugged on my bottom lip.

I pull my sweater over my head, leaving me exposed to the cool air.

"Goodness", she exhaled,

Cupping the bottom of my breasts and licking my hardening buds. My skin was ablaze and my jaw drops with every moan that fell past my lips.

I go to pull my skirt down, when she stops me by my wrists.

"The skirt stays on"

Fuck, was I dripping.

"But...these need to go"

She reaches up and hooks her fingers around my waistband, yanking my underwear off and helping me out of them.

"I've already gotten a taste, now I need the whole show", she says,

Undoing the buttons of her jeans and revealing the toy already strapped around her waist. My eyes widen and she chuckles at my reaction.

"Like what you see, princess?"

"Y-Yes"

She bites back a smile and carried me to bed, before laying me out against the soft comforter.

"You're such a good girl when you aren't running your mouth", she praised,

Shoving her thumb into it, as I gladly accepted.

She then pulls it away and pressed it against my clit. A gasp rips out of me and my legs clench together, to which she pushes them apart and keeps them in place with her broad shoulders.

"Don't try escaping me now, you wanted this"

As she began rubbing firm circles on my bundle of nerves, my core dripped onto her ready palm.

"You are such an easy brat. All those time of you screaming at me, when you should've been screaming for me. All I had to do was put you in your place", she mocked over my moans.

Eventually, she pulled away and left me whining at the loss of contact.

"Patience"

She trips herself of her pants and tank top and the sight before me was something straight out of my wildest dreams. From her ample breasts, perfect waist and the sweat collecting on her fair skin, I was growing more and more desperate.

"As much as I love seeing you gawk at me, I think we should switch gears"

With one swift motion, she flips me onto my stomach and drags my ass into the air by my hips.

"This ass, babe. God", she mumbles,

Leaning down to place a gentle kiss on one cheek, before biting down hard and smacking the other.

I scream out, gripping the sheets.

Just then, I feel her rubbing the tip of the toy up and down my entrance, furthering the torture.

"How badly do you want this?"

"Please, I need you", I whined,

"Oh...you need this, huh? Think you've earned it?", she challenged,

Yanking me up against her by my throat, squeezing tight.

"Y-Yes, Mami, please!"

With one more wicked grin, she fills me to the hilt. The stretch burning, as I cried out into the air.

Her pace was immediately brutal and relentless, like the grip she had on my neck.

"Such a precious little thing", she praised,

Pounding repeatedly on my g-spot and causing stars to cloud my vision.

She'd been teasing me since the night began, so it should've come as no surprise to me when my walls had already begun pulsing around her.

"So good for me. So fucking good", she growled against my ear.

"I'm gonna cum, Mami, please!"

"Not till I say so"

"Please!"

"Keep whining and I'll make you wait even longer", she threatened.

Not wanting to face those consequences, I bite my tongue and held onto her hips for dear life, digging my nails into her flesh.

By this time, the room was nothing, but the smell of sex, sweat and tear-filled moans. The orgasm that I'd been chasing was now hounding me down and threatening to overwhelm me. It was getting harder to fight it off with each of her harsh thrusts.

I was just surprised we didn't get a noise complaint.

Once she was satisfied with how weak she had me, her hands reaches for my clit once more.

"You look so good this way. Fucked out and drenched in sweat and tears for me. Cum for me, darling. Show mami just how good she makes you feel"

That was the last thing I could make out, when the knot in my stomach finally snapped and pushed me over the edge.

All I could see was a rush of pure white, before falling limp on my stomach, out of breath and gasping for any air my lungs would allow.

She then pulls out of me and discards the toy from her hips. I was then picked up and placed delicately onto her bare chest.

"You did so good, darling", she muttered sweetly,

Wrapping her arms around me and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Maybe...this wasn't such a bad idea.

I snuggled deeper into her embrace and she welcomed me in with a satisfied chuckle.

"Who knew beneath all that cold exterior was a soft little angel?", she jested,

Making me roll my eyes.

"I'm really glad you came. Well, in that sense, yes, but also you making the trip here", I interrupt with a playful smack to her shoulder.

"I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"It was perfect", I reassured,

Craning my head up to meet her lips.

"About your brother-"

"We don't have to talk about that"

"But we do"

She sits up, as I did the same, covering myself with the comforter.

"It’s always so easy to get caught up in messes, but that doesn't excuse what I did or let happen"

"I love my friends and I'd do anything for them...but not at the cost of someone like you. I've admired you since the day we met. Your passion, your drive and not to mention your everlasting beauty, it seems"

I couldn't help, but blush at her confession.

"Though I'm used to your fiery, protective side, I've also caught glimpses of your heart when I see you care for the people you love...I couldn't deny that"

"So I thought the best way to keep myself away from you was to make you hate me", she continued.

"Because I knew letting myself fall for you was betraying The Judgment Day, when lo and behold, you felt the same all along. We were always so consumed with putting other people first, that we forgot that our own happiness mattered too"

The more she spoke, the more it all made sense.

"And at some point, I couldn't hold back anymore...so I just let it happen. You can tell me that I'm wrong and that nothing that I said made sense, but I know, by that look in your eye, that I'm not"

By the end of her speaking, I was in tears, having felt so seen and understood. I gently cup her face in my hands, kissing her once more.

"You're not wrong", I sniffled,

Pulling back.

"I don't think I would've ever had the courage to say those things to your face"

"Of course, you would've. You're braver than you think"

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Mami Owns You

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNING: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Possessive!Rhea, Friends With Benefits, Confessions, Hickeys (R Receiving), Choking (R Receiving), Degradation and Praise Kink(R Receiving), Oral Sex (Both Receiving), Orgasm Denial (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Spanking (R Receiving), Mommy Kink

PREFACE: After catching Reader flirting with a backstage staff member, Rhea takes it upon herself to remind Reader who she belongs to

A/N: It's about time I started writing about my wife

After effortlessly pinning Raquel Rodriguez to the ground and finally winning the brutal match, the bells ring and the crowd goes wild.

Rhea and I have been hooking up on and off for a few months now and to say I was tired of the 'just friends' title would've been an understatement.

It was frustrating. She'd treat me like a girlfriend in every regard, besides actually calling me that. She would go on and on about how much she wanted me all to herself, then turn around and sleep with someone else.

In private, I was treated like a princess, but once we weren't, I was a complete stranger.

Was it fair? No, but...I couldn't really complain. After all, she is amazing in bed. Don't get me wrong, she's an incredible athlete, but she was just as skilled in the bedroom.

It also didn't hurt that she was also the hottest woman I've ever seen. From her beautiful porcelain skin to her brilliantly blue eyes and strong figure, I was foolish for thinking I wouldn't come running back for more.

So to see the champion herself walk out of the arena drenched in sweat and smiling from ear to ear, I was soaked.

She finally makes it backstage and Dom rushes into her ready arms.

"You crushed it!"

"Thank you, darling", she joked,

Before looking over and catching me eyeing her up from the snack table.

"I'll be back", she says,

Letting go off him and making her way over to where I was. She pretended to browse through the snacks, when in reality, she was side-eyeing the little skirt I threw on just for her.

"(Y/N)", she nonchalantly greeted,

"Rhea, didn't anyone ever tell you that staring was rude?", I teased,

"Well, when you look this good", she mumbled,

Staring right into my eyes.

It was just loud enough for me to hear and cause my cheeks to heat up. I hated how easily flustered me.

"Good enough to come over later?"

"Sorry, plans", she dismissed,

Before walking back over to Dom and getting her things packed. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

Just as all hope was lost, one of the new backstage assistants walked in. That's when a delicious little plan presented itself on a silver platter.

"Hi", I greeted with a beaming smile.

I could tell he was shocked by the way his eyes widened.

"Hello, miss (Y/L/N)"

"Oh, please, there's no need for formalities, call me (Y/N)"

"Alright", chuckled nervously.

Poor guy. I knew it was wrong, but I had to do what I had to do.

"Are you one of the new assistants?"

"Yes"

"Oh, darn. Never mind", I baited,

About to walk off, when he stops me.

"Wait"

Before turning around, I notice Rhea occasionally glancing over at us, obviously tuning into the conversation.

"Why do you ask?", he questioned,

"Oh, well...I just thought you were really cute and wanted to ask if you were free tonight"

In that moment, Rhea's head whipped in our direction.

"Oh", he blushed,

"But, I understand it's unprofessional, so-"

"Well, technically, I'm just a temp, so, I don't really work here", he reassures,

"Really?", I faked my enthusiasm.

By this time, Rhea was already marching towards us.

"Well, then, would you like to get drinks with me?"

"I would love to-"

"She's busy", Rhea cuts the conversation short,

Grabbing my arm and hauling me out of the room.

"Not gonna happen", I hear Dom tell the assistant.

I couldn't help but bite back a smile, as she lead me all the way to the parking lot.

"I thought you had plans?"

"They're cancelled. Get in the car", she ordered,

Opening the passenger door for me. Even whilst livid, she was still a courteous. I take the seat and she slams the door shut. I was really in for a long night.

The car ride was silent and tense. Her hands gripped the wheel so hard, her knuckles turned paler than they already were.

Once we arrived at the house she was renting, I unbuckled my seatbelt and she opens my car door, dragging my by my wrist this time. As harsh as the grasp she had on my wrist was, it only added to the excitement.

The moment we reached inside, she pins me to the door by my throat.

"You think you're cute with the little stunt you pulled?"

"I don't know-" I struggled when she cuts me off,

"Do not...bullshit me", she warned,

Leaning in closer. Her breath ghosting against my bottom lip.

"You really think there's a person on earth that can make you feel as good as I do? Make you scream their name the way only I can?"

"No", I mumbled,

"No, what? Don't tell me you've forgotten your manners"

"No...Mami"

A wicked grin tugs her lips, before they crash against mine.

This kiss felt different. Like she had something to prove. It was filled with passion, fire and a desperation I'd never seen before.

Her free hand pulls me in closer, as she shoved a knee between my legs and pressed against my already pulsing core. I let out a soft gasp that causes her to pull away.

"Needy slut, aren't you? I just fucked you stupid earlier this morning and you still want more? You're as greedy as you are pathetic", she teased,

"Please, Mami, I need more!", I whined.

She lets go of my neck and grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head backwards.

"You'll get more when I think you've earned it"

Her words muffled against the skin of my throat.

She then takes me upstairs to her room and throws me against the edge of the bed. She's man-handled me before, but this was something else entirely.

"Stay", she ordered.

I sit myself on the foot of the bed, watching her tower over me.

"Clothes. Off"

I complied and began to strip. Unbeknownst to her, I'd forgone my underwear long before her match even started.

"Good girl, I see you are capable of following instructions"

I couldn't help but blush at her praise.

She then grabs me by the chin, forcing me to look back up at her.

"Keep your eyes on me. I want you take in every second of me destroying you"

I swallowed hard. It was only in that moment when the realization of what I'd done truly hit me. I was in real trouble this time.

She gets down on her knees and spreads my legs apart, just staring at my slick mess. I swore I heard her growl at the sight.

"I haven't even touched you yet and you're already this wet?"

"Y-Yes, Mami. Only for you", I stumbled over my words,

"Now, that's what I like to hear"

Not wanting to waste anymore time torturing me, she dives right in, licking up my wetness and making me cry out at the contact.

"You've always been so sweet"

Her voice vibrates against me.

My hand go to grab at the roots of her raven hair and she immediately pulls away to pin my hands on either side of me.

"Did I give you permission to touch me, whore?"

"I'm sorry-"

"You will be if you keep disobeying me, princess"

That god damn nickname and the things it does to me.

"Are you going to be good for me or not?"

"I will, Mami", I whined.

She smiles once more, before continuing her efforts on my bundle of nerves. Her skilled tongue rubbing firm circles over and over again.

I feel her fingers trace up and down my entrance, making my own grip the sheets beneath me. I was already growing restless and weaker.

Eventually, two digits slip into me with ease and I cry out in relief. As they pumped themselves in and out of me, she made sure to focus pressing on my sweet spot.

I could feel my walls begin to clench around her and she laughs.

"So soon? Pitiful. Good thing you won't cum till I say so"

I whimpered amidst my moans. She was reveling in my misery and I knew it. She began to pick up momentum and her strokes grew faster and harder.

My climax was just mere moments ahead and just as I was about to tumble over the edge, she pulls away, leaving me empty and breathless.

"Mami, please-"

"You're in no position to make any demands, darling. I'm in charge", she reminded,

Getting back on her feet.

She grabs my chin and shoved her fingers into my gapping mouth.

"Suck"

I do as she says, looking up into her mischievous eyes.

"Do you taste yourself?"

I nod.

She replaces her fingers and leans down to press her lips against mine. Her teeth tugging at my bottom lip and releasing it with a pop.

"Stay here"

She walks over to the closet and rummages through the clothes, till she takes out a black velvet box and makes her way back over to me.

"I think my brat's earned a treat"

She pulls the lid back and reveals a strap on. She's used one on me before, but this one was...much bigger.

"T-This won't fit"

"Aw, darling don't worry...I'll make it fit"

A chill ran up my spine in anticipation.

She reaches for the bottom of her shirt and yanks it off the top of her head, revealing her ample breasts. I let out a breathless sigh, desperately trying to hold on to the little bit of my sanity I had left.

"Like what you see?", she questions,

Grabbing my hands and making them squeeze her mounds. Her head falls back, as my thumbs worked on her hardening buds.

She releases my wrists and gets to unbuttoning her jeans, before pulling them down along with her underwear. It was now made apparent to me that she was enjoying this just as much as I was.

"Can I please taste you, Mami?", I pleaded,

"Well, since you asked so nicely"

I chewed at my bottom lip and licked all the way done her chiseled abdomen. My hands finding the small of her waist and holding onto each side, as her fingers intertwined themselves in my locks.

The moment I smelled her sweet scent, I could no longer hold myself back. I wanted to be good for her and I wanted to do it now.

I dip my head down and immediately wrap my lips around her sensitive clit, watching the woman before me slightly buckle at the sensation.

With each passing groan that fought its way out of her, I sped up my ministrations and just savored how good she looked. So lost in pleasure that she was already starting to sweat.

"Fuck!", she moaned out.

Once I notice her legs begin to shake, I slip my fingers into her warm cavern and press down on the spot that had her gripping onto my head for dear life, whilst cursing my name.

Within a few minutes of ramming my digits into her, she came undone, squeezing around them. Crying out like a wolf in heat, she pulls my head back to look down at my moist chin.

"So fucking good for me", she wiped off the glisten and sucked her thumb clean.

"On your hands and knees, love", she sighed,

Watching me get into her favorite position. All I could focus on was the sound of her stepping completely out of her pants and into the harness, before fastening it tight around her hips.

She then shuffles onto the bed, taking a hold of my waist with one hand and using the free one to rub the tip of the toy up and down my ready slit.

"Who owns this cunt?"

"You, Mami"

"That's right. Mami owns you"

And in one swift movement, she finally impales me, ripping a scream from the back of my throat.

The toy filling me to the hilt, as she wrapped the ends of my hair around her tight fist.

"There she is. My cute little fuck toy", she grunted between each hard thrust.

I was already seeing stars from how rough she was being with me. She wasn't exactly the gentle type, but this night was just primal. Pure carnal lust and nothing short of it.

The relentless pace of her hips slamming into me was brutal and quick, like she was chasing a high of her own.

I could only imagine just how much I pissed her off this time.

As her tip repeatedly pounded into my sweet spot, I found myself attempting to pull away, as it was all getting far too much far too soon.

But alas, my efforts fall in vain when she pulled me back up against her damp chest.

"Where do you think you're going, hm? Isn't this what you wanted? For me to fuck your brains out?", she taunted,

"T-Too much, Mami!"

"I don't care. Till I hear that safe word, I'll have my way with you and you're gonna like it", she licks at the shell of my ear,

Biting down on the lobe.

She gripped the flesh of my waist so hard, I was sure to wake with bruises in the shape of crescent moons.

This new angle allowed her to fuck herself up into me and hit new places I never knew existed. I was a wreck and she was enjoying every moment of it.

My orgasm was mere moments away and at the risk of getting denied once more, I begged like my life depended on it.

"M-Mami, please let me cum! Please!"

"Why should I? You've been such a brat today", she challenged,

"Mami, please! I'm sorry, I won't do it again!" I moaned out,

Barely able to speak. I could hear her chuckling at how pathetic I sounded.

"You're all mine, darling. Mami owns you"

She reaches down for my clit and began rubbing vigorously on it.

"Cum for me"

I unraveled with one last scream, as my vision fades to pure white and I fall limp in her arms.

"Oh, don't get too comfortable, sweetness. I'm not done with you yet", she warned,

Flipping me onto my back.

Six rounds and multiple different positions later, we were now well into the early hours of the morning.

She finally pulls out and I whine at the aching emptiness.

"Shhh, baby, it's alright", she soothed,

Pulling me into her arms and laying me down on her chest.

For the first time in the while we've known each other, she didn't rush me out of bed. She simply held me, as I came down from the seemingly never ending euphoria.

"Was it too much?"

"Yes, but, nothing I couldn't handle", I reassured.

The room was now quiet, though it wasn't uncomfortable or awkward.

As a matter of fact, her racing heartbeat being the only thing I could hear, whilst she caressed the expanse of my back was actually quite...comforting.

Though as nice as it was, she eventually did break the silence.

"I love you"

I look up at her wide-eyed.

"What?"

"I love you, (Y/N). I know I should've said it sooner, but I couldn't bring myself to do it"

"Why not?"

She was hesitant, but I needed to hear the reason.

"Rhea", I urged,

Cupping her cheek.

"I was scared you didn't feel the same way"

All this time...

She's loved me all this time. I honestly couldn't tell if I was hallucinating this whole moment and I was almost too scared to find out.

"What made you think I didn't?"

"You're perfect, (Y/N). In every sense of the word and that scared me. I might come off as callous and unafraid, but the thought of ever having to tell you how I truly felt was terrifying"

I was on the verge of tears. I'd never seen her so vulnerable and surrendered.

"Please say something"

I happily sigh through my nose, resting me head against her broad shoulder.

"I love you too, Rhea"

I kissed her again, before laying back down.

"I always have"

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I Don't Wanna Live Forever Pt.2

Rhea Ripley x Fem Prostitute!Reader (Pt.1)

WARNING: ANGST, Depressive Episode, Harassment, Bar Fight, Violence, Confrontation, Confessions, Hurt to Comfort

PREFACE: Reader was Rhea's favorite girl to call on a Saturday night, but little did she know that the wrestler was falling harder and harder with each visit

A/N: Special Appearance by The Judgment Day!

Shed a couple tears over this, but it's cool

The radio silence was unbearable. It had been weeks and with each day that passed, I began to regret what I did more and more. If I'd truly done the right thing, why didn't it feel like it? Why did it feel like I'd just lost a part of myself losing her? I had only myself to blame, so it was unfair of me to be angry at her, but I was.

I was angry at the longing stares and the gentle caresses against my bare skin. I was angry at the inside jokes and little secrets that were shared beneath her sheets. I was angry at all the nights we spent in each others arms. All the things that got me in this mess in the first place, but most of all...I was angry at myself.

Angry that I was too much of a coward to tell her that her feelings were in fact reciprocated.

With where my head was at and how devasting everything was, I decided to completely resign from the service that was using me. In no world could I imagine continuing to be in other peoples beds, when all I wanted was to be in hers. Out of every low point I'd hit before, this was by far the worst one.

I could barely get out of bed without tears immediately streaming down my face. Days felt empty and nights felt suffocating like my body knew something was missing. Even simple tasks like eating and breathing had now become burdensome.

I didn't know whether or not I'd make it out of this one, but by some miracle, I was met with a chance at starting over.

An old friend of mine that used to work with me in the same service recently reached out upon hearing about my departure from one of the other girls. I found out, shortly after leaving, that she got a job at a bar closer to the city and that they were hiring new drink-runners. The pay was decent and I needed something to keep me busy, so of course, I said yes to being interviewed.

I sent in my resume, went in on Monday and the next morning, I got a call saying I was hired, which brings us to right now.

The night started of fine with me just serving the drinks and food, when I heard the bell signaling someone came in. It was a group of obnoxiously loud men that immediately had me and my friend rolling our eyes. I picked up some menus and reluctantly headed over to the table they chose.

"Welcome, what can I get started for you guys?", I say,

Placing down the laminated papers.

"No fucking way!", I heard one of them exclaim,

And when I turn to see who it was, my heart dropped. It was a guy that I previously serviced.

"Yes?", I asked,

Playing clueless.

"Oh, come on, don't tell me you don't recognize me...or the fun little night we had"

I could tell by the way he slurred his words that he was incredibly drunk. His group immediately began snickering and raking their eyes up and down my body.

"I'm sorry, sir. You must be thinking of someone else"

"Nah, I'd recognize those tits anywhere", he declared,

Causing 'oohs' to echo from the table.

I held my composure and took a deep breath through my nose.

"Excuse me, gentlemen", I said,

Walking away and heading back to the bar.

"What's up?", my friend asked,

Seeing the irritated expression on my face.

"Old clients at table 6"

"Ugh, again? Do they not have jobs? They're here every night"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, you haven't been scheduled past 8 yet, so you were lucky enough not to run into them", she explained,

"Well, I guess I'm shit outta luck now", I joked.

And as if the universe couldn't have had worse timing, another group walks in and the sinking feeling in my chest had now become a burning sting.

"Wait, isn't that-"

Before my friend could get her words out, I immediately hid in the kitchen. I hear her calling out to me as I left, but didn't bother turning back to look.

Out of any place on earth and out of any bar, she just had to show up at the one that I work at? This had to have been some sick joke. What was I meant to do now? It's not like I could just leave and risk getting in trouble on my second week.

I stayed still a few minutes to recollect myself and once I was successful, I take in one last deep breath, before heading back out.

"You've got this", my friend reassured,

Handing me four menus.

I made my way towards her table and the closer I got, the harder it became for the both of us to ignore the other's gaze.

"Welcome, what can I get started for you guys?", I say,

Putting on my best customer service voice.

"I'll take chicken tenders", the one with the mullet answered,

"We both want steaks, medium rare", the tallest added on,

As I jotted down their orders.

"Alright and...for you, miss?", I asked,

The hesitance in my voice giving my nerves away.

"Just some gin for now", she answered,

Avoiding eye contact.

As painful as it was, I decided against asking any further questions at the risk of making things any more uncomfortable.

"Those should be right out", I nod my head,

Walking off, but as I was headed towards the serving hatch to put the orders in, I felt a hand grab my wrist.

"What time do you get off?", the asshole from earlier questioned,

Causing me to rip my arm away.

"Excuse you", I scolded,

Going to turn away, when he grabbed me by the arm next. I could feel the panic start to set in and my eyes start to water.

"Get off, seriously", my words trembled,

"Oh, what? Does the slut think she's too good for m-", his sentence was cut short by a tissue holder hitting the back of his head,

Causing him to fall over.

"She said get off", Rhea warned through gritted teeth,

"Handle this, I'm taking her home", she ordered her friends,

They all turn to each other smirking, before sauntering over to the table full of the guy's friends. They all immediately took off, leaving him behind to fend for himself.

"Come on", she urged,

"My shift isn't over", I shakily muttered,

She sighed, taking out her wallet.

"Dom, make sure to let the manager knows what happened and that (Y/N) went home", she instructed,

Pulling out a couple hundreds, before dropping them on the table.

"You got it, mami", he said,

Picking up the guy and dragging him outside with the help of the other two men.

"Wait, what are they-"

"Doesn't matter. Come on", she throws an arm over my shoulder,

Leading me outside and helping me into her car. The last thing I saw before driving off was the three men completely pummeling the guy into a pulp. Not to say he didn't deserve it, but, I still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The car ride wasn't much help either. Besides the quite hum that came from the engine and the passing cars, it was mostly silent. She must've noticed, as her hand gently gripped my knee in an attempt to calm me down.

"Are you hurt?", she finally spoke,

"My arm's sore", I answered hesitantly,

Causing her to let out a shaky exhale through her nose.

He did yank me pretty hard, so I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up to a handprint on me.

"We're almost at mine", she lets me know.

As if I didn't already recognize the street we were on. I mean I'd been down this road too many times not to.

"We're here"

She pulls into her driveway and gets out to open my door for me. She then leads me into the house, urging me to take a seat on the sofa.

"I'll get an icebag. Wait, here"

"It's fine-"

Before I could object, she had already left the living room.

The tension was so apparent, I felt it in my bones. She was cold and guarded, but I had no right to fault her for it. I was the one who ended things and now, I had to lay in the bed I made.

She returns with the ice and lifts my sleeve to press it against the bruise, causing me to wince at the ache.

"Who was that guy, anyways?", she questioned,

"An old client. I don't work there anymore though"

For the first time this whole evening, her eyes finally met mine.

"What?"

"I quit last month. I couldn't do it anymore", I admitted,

As her gaze softened.

"Why?"

"It's not important", I tried to brush off,

"(Y/N)"

"It doesn't matter-"

"(Y/N)", she called sternly,

Causing tears to prick at my eyes.

"Did someone hurt you?"

"No-"

"Then what?"

What was I meant to say? That I was the cause of my own hurting? That I left the only life I'd known because someone showed me that I deserved better than that? That that person was her?

"Then...what?", she pressed further.

With a single tear rolling down my cheek, I finally confessed.

"Because of you", my voice waivered.

Her eyes widened, as she slowly put the icepack down.

"Since the last time we spoke, I've been going through the worst time"

A tear rolled down my cheek and my entire body began to chill. Her brows met in a sadness that was too deep to describe.

“I thought I could get over it, but I couldn’t have been more wrong and it didn’t hit me till I left your house”

“Then why did you?”

“I…”

It was as if all the words were caught in my throat with no way out.

What was I meant to say? What could I say? Anything I thought of wouldn’t excuse the way I’d walked out on her. I would be lucky if she could’ve even look me in the eyes again, much less forgive me.

“I was a coward”

She shakes her head, averting her gaze down to her lap.

“So much so that it made me lose you”

I hear a sigh and I couldn’t decipher whether she was disappointed or annoyed.

“I should’ve stayed. I should’ve given this a fighting chance. It was unfair, cruel and undeserved. You were the first person to show me kindness and it scared me. I didn't know how to receive that kind of care and I know that isn't an excuse, but that was the reason and I can't tell you how sorry I am"

The silence was the most painful part. It sent knives straight through my chest and there was nothing I could do to alleviate that burn.

“I understand if you want me to leave. I deserve that”, I sobbed,

Picking at the lose thread on my uniform, when she takes my hand.

“I don’t want that”, she finally spoke,

"You leaving did hurt me and it was something that I thought I'd be angry for, but...I wasn't. I was sad. Sad because I thought you didn't care for me the way I cared for you. You were my favorite part of every single waking moment. Your laugh, your smile, the way you talk, the heart you have, I've never seen anything like it"

I felt every piece of me break with each word.

"This whole time, that's all I could think about. That you didn't feel the same", she continued,

Gathering her own tears now.

"Rhea", I muttered,

Taking her face into my hands.

"You don't understand how much I love you"

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I Don’t Wanna Live Forever Pt.1

Rhea Ripley x Fem Prostitute!Reader

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+, ANGST, Oral Sex (R Receiving), Fingering (R Receiving), Strap On Sex (R Receiving), Prostitution, Mentions Of Abusive Pimp and Past Trauma, Confessions

PREFACE: Reader was Rhea's favorite girl to call on a Saturday night, but little did she know that the wrestler was falling harder and harder with each visit

A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!

As we stumbled into her bedroom, our hands were all over each other, as our lips met in yet another heated exchange. I pull away briefly to get on my knees, when she stops me.

"Not tonight", she exhaled,

I pout playfully.

"You never let me go down on you"

"Cause that's my job"

My eyebrows furrow at the irony of that sentence.

Rhea had been my main client for the last year. She'd always pay the most, which got her the longest sessions, so I wasn't complaining...except for the fact that I was getting attached.

I couldn't deny it. From the first night we spent together, I knew she wasn't just a regular client. We'd just got done going at it for hours and just when I go to gather my clothes, she stops me.

"You don't have to leave yet", she breathes out,

Leaving me confused.

"I'm sorry?"

"I mean, we could just lay here a while"

This was a first. As obvious as it sounded, I've gotten accustomed to being hastily shoed away right after my sessions, that I was genuinely caught off guard.

"Are you sure?"

"Why not? Do you have any other clients to attend to?"

"Not tonight", I answered,

Suddenly overcome with a new found shyness.

She offered a small smile, before taking me by the hand back to bed. The rest of the evening, I laid in her arms, as she slowly caressed the expanse of my back. We didn't talk or do much of anything past that, besides enjoy the gentle silence and for the first time in what felt like ages, I felt like a person again.

Not just entertainment for someone's pleasure or something to be used. A person.

I know that might not make much sense, but when you've spent so long feeling like you've had to fight for your life everyday, the simple things remind you that it's worth living.

But that in and of itself was a double-edged sword. I couldn't get too used to the comforts I find, cause I knew it was only a matter of time before it gets taken away from me or I end up ruining a good thing for myself. I knew the pains of being used and left behind like trash on the road and I couldn't allow myself to go through that again.

When the morning came, we were still entangled in each other's limbs under the sheets and as much as I wish I could just stay in that moment for longer, I knew my boss would get pissed at me if I missed an appointment.

So with that, I carefully slipped out of her grasp and got dressed, before leaving.

It didn't take long before she booked me again for the following Saturday.

And the one after that and the one after that. With each passing meet, we slowly got to know each other past the physical things like her job, her interests, etc.

"Why'd you get into wrestling?" I asked,

As she lit my cigarette for me.

"Well, I had to do something with this strength...besides carrying pretty girls like you into my room", she teased,

Bringing a blush to my face.

"You say that to all your girls", I challenged,

"No...just my favorite"

Her thumb gently tracing back and forth on my thigh.

Yes, the actual sex was good, but nothing beats what happens afterwards. The talks, the cuddling, the smoking on her balcony. It was all I could want and more.

Which only made it all the more harder to swallow the feelings that were desperately trying to claw their way out of me. I even asked my boss if he could start booking me with other people instead for the sake of not jeopardizing anything, but of course, that wasn't how things worked.

"You're making demands now? You think you're someone special?"

"I didn't mean it like that-"

"You want this job?"

"Yes, but-"

"Tough shit, then. You take what I give you or you walk. You need me more than I need you. I don't care how pretty that face is. You ain't getting special treatment", he said,

Slamming the door in my face.

I was just gonna have to figure it out on my own, whilst pretending like everything was fine, which brings us back to where we were now.

"Plus, you'll ruin the surprise"

She slips my top off over my head, before helping me out my skirt.

"Look at you", she whispered,

Pulling me in by hips, before kissing me once more.

She eventually backed me up against the bed, whilst I unbuttoned her blouse. My eyes wander up and down her inked skin, as my tongue swiped over my top lip in anticipation. I licked a stripe all the way up her abdomen, before eventually meeting her mouth with mine. Her fingers get a grip on my roots, gently pulling my head back to leave wet kisses against my neck.

One thing about Rhea is that she's passionate in the way she touches. She wants me melting before she even truly got started.

She reaches behind me, undoing my bra, as I worked to get my underwear down. I then tug at her sports bra, signaling that I wanted it gone, to which she tugs it off and drops it at our feet. My mouth immediately wraps around one of her stiff buds, causing quiet groans to escape her smeared lips.

"That's it", she praised,

Cradling my head and gently sitting me down. I undo her jeans and pull them down, revealing the surprise in question.

"When did you get this?"

"Came in this morning", she said answered,

Brushing a strand behind my ear.

It was a good length and the thickness was sure to leave me feeling this night well into tomorrow. She's used toys on me before, but nothing quite like this.

"Mind getting it ready for me, darling?"

I chew at my bottom lip, looking up at her with a mischievous grin, before taking the strap into my hand and running my tongue over the tip.

Her eyes stared daggers into my bare skin, taking in every second of the little show I was putting on. Eventually, she pulls away and gets me on my hands and knees. I hear shuffling and just as I go to turn to see what she was doing, I feel her tongue press against my soaked heat. I let out a gasp, feeling the cold metal of her piercing rub against my clit.

Her fingers began rubbing up and down my entrance and with no resistance left in the way, she pushes two digits into me, pressing directly against my sweet spot.

"Oh, God!", I cried,

"He can't hear you", she smiled against me,

Sending chills up my spine.

She spends a good few minutes between my legs bringing me closer and closer to edge and at the very last second, she pulls away with a huff. I whine at the loss of her touch, but she was quick to soothe me.

"Patience, love", she exhales,

Wiping her mouth of my taste and reaching over to shove them in my mouth. I couldn't have accepted faster.

"So good", she says,

Pressing kiss after kiss against my shoulders and back, whilst lining up the toy with my slit. She thrusted into me in one swift motion, shamelessly ripping a scream of her name out of me.

It wasn't long till her momentum picked up and she was repeatedly hitting the spot I needed most. The tight grip she had on my hips would surely leave marks, but did I care? No. I was so engulfed in the pleasure, that all possible consequences ceased to exist.

She then reaches under me and began toying with my already-sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Rhea!", I cried out,

Grabbing behind for one of her hands.

I was at the brink of coming fully undone and it didn't help that her pace only grew more relentless with each pound.

"I'm here, darling", she groaned.

Unbeknownst to me, her own core was rubbing against the harness, meaning she was also chasing a high of her own.

"God, the things you do to me", she praised,

Biting down on my skin, which added even more fuel to the fire that was consuming me whole. The knot in the pit of my stomach was on the verge of snapping apart and I knew she could tell I was close.

"Do it. Fuck, cum!", she moaned,

And with that, I was hurled over the edge along side with her. She kept going, allowing me to ride the orgasm to its last legs, before we both fell against the sheets.

I desperately tried to catch any breath my lungs would allow, as she did the same, holding me in her arms. It took a few moments, but eventually, my vision found its way back to me, despite still seeing stars from how intense it all was.

After allowing me to fully calm, she gently pulls out, making me whine at the sore emptiness.

She soothed my aches with a few quiet hushes, whilst turning me to hold my frame in her arms.

"You did so well", she reassured,

Kissing me softly.

The remainder of the night we had left was spent with her just holding me.

Something about tonight felt different. She was more quiet compared to how she usually was.

"Something on your mind?", I asked,

Looking up into her eyes.

"Nothing. Just you"

There goes my heart again, drumming against the walls of my chest.

"Could I ask you something?"

I nodded against her bicep, not tearing my eyes away from hers.

"Do you ever wish it could just be this?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. Just...you and me?"

My heart went from beating at the speed of light to a sudden pause.

"Rhea"

I sit up, pulling the comforter to cover myself.

"I've just been thinking about it", she continued,

"I like you, (Y/N). It's all I've been able to think about"

"You don't mean that"

"I do", she takes my hand into hers,

"That isn't how this works", I sighed.

I could tell she could sense the reluctancy and indecision in my voice.

"We'll never know if we don't try", she argued,

And at this point, I could feel myself holding back tears threatening to spill.

"You pay for my time and I service you. That's it"

She turns away and that's when I knew it was over. I managed to destroy what could be my last shot at something worth living for.

"I'm sorry", I said,

Stepping out of bed.

Not wanting wallow in the mess I made any longer, I simply just got dressed and left without another word. As painful as it was to go for the very last time, I knew it was for the better.

Or so I thought.

[fanficsformyfaves]

All Too Well

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNING: ANGST, Struggles With Sexuality, Mentions of Underage Drinking (DO NOT DO IT), Jealousy, Alcohol Consumption, Confrontation

PREFACE: Rhea and Reader were childhood friends, but after a kiss they shared during a party, Reader cut contact and never spoke to her again. That was until their high school reunion came up and the two finally see each other years later

A/N: Flashbacks In Italics!

Liv Morgan is also Reader's best friend from a different school in this A/U!

Some surprise appearances by other WWE Stars!

Was feeling a little angsty, don't mind me

"Are you sure it isn't too...showy?", I say,

Looking at Liv's reflection in the full-length mirror.

"Are you kidding? It's literally perfect"

I chuckle at her enthusiasm.

Within a week from now, we were set to attend our ten year high school reunion and to say I had knots in my stomach would be an understatement.

High school was fine, in fact, I often catch myself reminiscing on how simple life once was.

Not having to deal with adult responsibilities like work, bills or rent and just living life as I wanted...but there was one thing that made me wish time moved faster.

Rhea.

We grew up in the same neighborhood and were inseparable. Always sleeping over at each other's houses and hanging out every day after school. Wherever she was, I was. You wouldn't see me without her by my side and vice verse.

"Check this out", she says,

Smacking her wrist and causing the whipped cream she had on the back of her hand to catapult into her mouth.

"What the fuck? How?", I exclaimed.

She lets out a laugh, almost choking on the sweet foam.

"Saw someone do it on YouTube. Try it"

I shrugged, spraying some onto the back of my hand and repeating what she did. Only my attempt resulted in the cream to land on the side of my mouth. She lets out a roaring laugh, falling back against the couch.

"I've got you", she says,

Gently wiping it off my face and sucking it off her thumb. Her eyes never leaving mine, whilst doing so. I couldn't ignore the sudden rush of butterflies that irrupted in my stomach. What the hell was that?

I awkwardly clear my throat and sipped on some water. She eventually noticed my silence and squinted curiously.

"You alright, babe?"

Her nicknames have now become lethal to me. It's not like we haven't jokingly called each other things of that nature, but this time felt different.

"Mhm"

"Okay", she replied unconvinced.

Just then the door bell, rang. Thank god.

"I'll get it. Must be the food", she says,

Gently placing a hand on my thigh, before sprinting off. I felt her touch linger even after she'd already left the room. My heart racing against the confinements of my chest.

As the day turned to night, we got ready for the party Sonya was throwing, when I couldn't get the zipper of my dress up.

"Women's clothing is a complete joke!", I struggled inside the bathroom,

"Need some help?", she asked through the door.

Why was I so nervous for her to see me half dressed? We've changed in front of each other dozens of times before.

Though I must admit, I had to look away as we did. Something about seeing her so intimately made my stomach drop to my feet. Like I would...like what I see.

But nonetheless, I reluctantly agreed.

"Could you?"

She steps inside and carefully tugs my zipper up and once she was done, I turn around, patting myself off. For a moment, she eyes me up and down with a smile she was clearly trying to hide.

"That bad?"

"Not even close. You look amazing", she says,

Taking my hand and playfully spinning me around. God damn it, there go the butterflies again. I pull back, smiling awkwardly.

"Shall we?"

"We shall", she says,

Stepping aside and letting me out of the bathroom.

The entire car ride was silent, except for the ambience of the engine running and the radio softly playing. It gave me more time to fully process what happened and what exactly I was feeling.

It was all so sudden, that my head spun trying to wrap itself around it. I was probably overthinking. Maybe, I'd just imagined the whole thing and was worried over nothing?

"You're awfully quiet", she disrupts the silence,

Pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Hm?"

"Usually, we'd be screaming non-sensical lyrics over songs we put on, but you seem rather distracted", she interrogated behind the wheel,

"Um, probably the shots I took before we left"

"Well, I'm designated driver tonight, so, have all the fun you want, sweetheart"

Again with the nicknames.

We eventually got to Sonya's and made our way inside. The house was crowded with drunken kids from school, dancing terribly and talking way too loud. Tonight was guaranteed to be hectic.

"You made it!", Sonya yells over the music,

Before yanking me into a hug and making me chuckle at her excitement.

"I thought you'd ditch, since you weren't at school today"

"Nope, just decided to skip since it's the last day before spring break", I explained,

Pulling away.

She then pulls Rhea into a hug and plants a kiss on her cheek, making Rhea laugh.

I couldn't help but feel off about it.

But before I could even react, a hand turns me around by the shoulder and it was Liv, my friend from a different school.

"Hey!", I greeted,

As she squealed, jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around my waist, like she usually does.

"Oh my god, I haven't seen you since last semester!"

"I know! I was swamped with extra-curriculars and tests", she said,

Hopping back down.

I look over and was met with Rhea's intense gaze.

"Rhea, this is my friend, Liv. She goes to the school down the road from us"

"It's really nice to meet you!"

"Pleasure", Rhea greeted,

Her tone dry and unwelcoming. I give her a look of confusion, to which she simply ignored me, before walking off.

Besides that slight hiccup, the night went on just as I expected. With me getting wasted and making a fool of myself with Liv in the sea of dancing people.

Every now and then, I'd catch glimpses of Rhea staring daggers into me and for some reason, I didn't really mind. As a matter of fact, I sort of enjoyed the attention more than I was willing to admit.

That was until Liv grabbed my hips from behind and began swaying them, which then caused Rhea to visibly scoff and disappear from view.

Even in my drunken haze, I could tell she was irritated, but I decided to let her cool off, before attempting to ask any questions.

I did eventually feel the drinks working their way down, so I pulled Liv in close.

"I'm going to the bathroom!"

"Kk!", she yelled back.

I began stumbling towards the bathroom and swung the door open, just to find Rhea sitting in the empty bathtub.

"Hey there, stranger. I haven't seen you all night", I slurred.

"Yeah, you noticed? I'm surprised with the spectacular company that's been entertaining you"

My eyes squint curiously.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

She sighs through her nose, looking away.

"Nothing"

It was now my turn to sigh, as I closed the door behind me and sat on the floor, beside the tub.

"Someone's jealous", I teased.

She didn't respond and merely scoffed once again.

"I saaaid someone's jealous-"

"And what if I was?", she interrupts.

In that very moment, any ounce of drunkness violently fled my body.

"What?", I chuckled nervously,

"What if...I was?", she repeated,

Sitting up and gripping the edge of the tub to bring herself closer to my face.

I was at a complete loss for words. Hit with so many emotions at once, that I froze in place, just staring blanky at her.

"What do you-"

Before I could complete my sentence, she cuts me off by crashing her lips onto mine. The strangest part of it all was the fact that I didn't pull away.

It felt...good.

I grab her face and pressed deeper into the kiss, whilst swiping my tongue over her bottom lip, tugging it slightly with my teeth.

Her own hands do the same and before I knew it, she pulls me into the tub, straddling her hips. I felt myself growing needier with each passing second, but before anything else could happen, she made her way down my neck, whispering.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting this"

That's when reality finally hit me. I was in love with my best friend this entire time and couldn't bring myself to admit it. I was in love with a girl. All the pieces of myself that I thought were broken were now starting to make sense and I just wasn't ready.

I hastily pull away, getting out of the tub.

"Where are you going?"

"We can't do this", I say,

Wiping the smudged lipstick off my cheek.

"(Y/N)"

"I'm sorry, Rhea, I can't", I rushed,

As she stood up to follow me.

"(Y/N)-", she steps out of the tub,

"Please", I pleaded with teary eyes,

Catching off guard.

"Just...I can't", I choked back a sob.

I rush out of the bathroom and left the party entirely, but as I ran home with tears streaming down my face, my phone kept blowing up with messages and incoming calls.

Some being from Liv, looking for me and others from Rhea, begging me to come back so she could explain. I simply turned my phone off and finally arrive at the steps of my house.

I was consumed with more emotions than I could handle. Confusion, helplessness, fear, but most of all, grief. I was now meant to grieve the loss of my best friend and possibly the love of my life.

That night was the last time I'd ever spoken to her.

Rhea would continue to try and get a hold of me, but a few weeks go by and she eventually got the hint.

At school, I'd take different routes to try and avoid her and when we did cross paths in the hallway, I'd just speed-walk past her to get to my next class.

Losing someone like her has been and still is one of my biggest regrets.

"Hellooo?"

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Liv's hand waving at me.

"What?"

"I asked if I should do an updo or have my hair down"

"Oh"

"Are you okay? You seem like a bajillion miles away right now", she questioned,

"I'm fine"

"Mhm", she crosses her arms,

"What?"

"Nothing. If you say so", she shrugged,

Turning back to the mirror.

"Liv", I urged warningly,

"It's just, are you sure this isn't about...Rhea?"

"What? No"

She sighs, hopping on top of my vanity.

"What?", I repeated,

"How long have I known you?"

"Well...a while"

"And in that while, do you really think I can't tell when you're lying?"

It was now my turn to sigh, as my arms fold over my chest.

"What happened was...less than ideal, but don't let that ruin your night. You deserve to have fun", she says,

Getting back on her feet and making her way over to the bed, as I shrug, watching her take a seat next to me.

"Who knows, maybe she still feels the same way", she nudges,

"That's not funny"

"I'm being serious! Who you are isn't anyone else's business, but your own and if you do end up telling her the truth, that should be your choice", she emphasized,

"Look, (Y/N), you're a total babe. Anyone would be lucky to have someone as sweet and funny and pretty and smart and-"

"Okay, okay, enough with the flattery", I chuckle,

Nudging her back.

"Hey and if all else fails, we can still get wasted"

"See? This is why you're my friend", I say,

High-fiving her.

The days came and went in what felt like a flash and before we knew, it was the day of the reunion.

With each moment that passed of us being in the cab, my heart grew burdened by anxiety. What was I supposed to do if I saw her? What if she came up to me? Would she tell me off in front of everyone? Was I prepared for that to happen?

Worst of all...what if she brought a date?

"Stop doing that"

"Doing what?"

"I see the hamster wheels spinning"

I sigh, relaxing into the seat. Liv then pulls out a cannister and sneaks it under my purse.

"You're lucky I came prepared"

"You really did", I say,

Twisting off the cap and carefully taking a swig.

"But don't over do it. I actually wanna dance a little before we black out"

We arrive at the high school and I was immediately taken back. The grass, the steps, the doorway. It truly felt like a blast from the past.

"Just as ugly as I remember!", I squealed,

Throwing a hand over my mouth, as Liv snorts, leaning against me.

The gymnasium was packed with many familiar faces, two of which were a set of twins I used to know.

"Yo, no fucking way"

"Hey, Jey", I greeted with a beaming smile,

"If it ain't miss (Y/L/N). Man, you still look good"

I playfully roll my eyes, as he pulls me into a hug.

"I haven't seem your ass in a minute, ma"

"No! I saw you a few years ago, when I came to one of Liv's matches"

"Like I said, a hot minute"

I laugh, pulling away to greet everyone else.

The DJ starts playing a song from way back when and Liv gives a mischievous grin.

"Oh god"

"You know the drill, come on", she drags me onto the dance floor,

And all of our friends followed suit.

As we started to dance, the gym doors open, catching my attention. My face immediately drops upon realizing who it was.

"What?", Liv turns to see and her own eyes widen.

"Shit"

There she was.

Only, I almost didn't recognize her. From the new black hair slicked back, to the expensive three piece suit and tattoos, my heart nearly gave out.

She was nothing short of breathtaking.

Her eyes immediately fall upon mine and it felt like everyone else disappeared. Even with her new entourage behind her, being rowdy, all I could focus on was the dejected look on her face.

I had only myself to blame. Had I not been a coward sooner, none of this would've happened. We wouldn't have cut ties, grown apart and gone our separate ways. We might've even-

"You good, uce?", Jey snaps me back to reality,

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"(Y/N)-"

"I'm fine, Liv. Really", I reassured,

"I'm just gonna go to the bathroom", I let my friends now,

Before walking out of the gymnasium.

I knew this was all my own fault, but I couldn't help but tear up, thinking of all the things I could've done to change what happened. She deserved better than that. She deserved better than me.

I arrive at the bathroom and lock myself in the handicap stall.

With no one around to hear me, I finally let go of all the tears I'd been desperately fighting back. After allowing myself a good few minutes to cry, I grab some tissues to wipe off the makeup that was surely running down my face.

I recollect myself and exit the stall, but as I went to check on myself in the mirror, the door creaks open and it was none other than Rhea walking in.

There couldn't have been a worse possible time than now to run into each other.

"Sorry", she said with her head low,

Stepping back out.

"Wait, Rhea"

She simply ignored me and kept walking, to which I followed behind her.

"Rhea, could we please talk about this?"

"Talk about what?"

"Please", I begged,

She finally stops and turns to face me.

"I'm sorry"

"Alright"

"Rhea, please", I pleaded,

Taking a hold of her wrist and making her eyes pour into mine. Even being this close to her made my heart race against the inside of my chest.

I carefully let her go and she stuffs her hands into her pockets.

It was now or never. I could either just let her walk away and risk never seeing her again or make things right, so... I took a deep breath and began.

"I wanna start off by saying I understand that you're angry. You have every right to be and I don't blame you for it", I reassured.

Her eyes never leaving my face as I spoke.

"But before you go, I just need to tell you how sorry I am", I start to choke up,

"Nothing I say or do can ever make up for how I ended things...but I'm sorry"

Her gaze was still intense, but I could make out her eyes glossing over.

"I'm sorry for leaving you with no explanation. It was childish and stupid, but I promise, it had nothing to do with you. I was scared and I didn't know who I was back then, but I do now. I am a woman who likes other women", I wept,

As she takes a deep breath in.

"I am a woman...who was in love with her best friend", I admit.

The confession causing her face and shoulders to drop.

"She just wasn't ready to say it"

"(Y/N)", she exhales,

"But that doesn't excuse me just leaving you in the dark and for that, I am so so sorry", I cried.

"No one deserves to be treated like that, especially not someone like you. Someone so kind and so beautiful", I softly cup her cheek,

As she melted into my touch.

"I know I don't deserve it, but you'll have me, I promise I will never hurt you again"

She shakes her head with a tearful smile, taking my hands into hers.

"I am so proud of you", she says,

As tear rolls down her cheek and meets the tip of my fingers.

"You are?"

"That's all I've ever wanted to hear"

And for the first time in a long time, I felt...light. The years of shouldering this burden was gone and I could finally breathe again.

I was so caught up in what was going on, that I almost didn't notice the audience of our friends gathered behind me. Guess I just have to lay it all out there now.

"Guys", I start,

When I felt Rhea's hand grab mine to make me face her.

"(Y/N), you don't have to do this"

"I do"

If she was brave enough to come out all those years ago, it was now my turn to have that same courage. I turn back towards the small crowd and see Liv cheering me on with a nod.

"I love Rhea and I'm not hiding it anymore"

A fleeting moment of silence overtakes the hallways, before they all rush in to hug me.

"I'm proud so of you, kid!", Liv squeals,

Causing Rhea and I to laugh amidst the group hug.

"You're a g, (Y/N)", Jey joins in,

"You finally got the girl!", Dominik yells,

Making Priest playfully smack the back of his head.

They all pull away, allowing Rhea and I to face each other once more.

"Let's give them their space, guys", Liv say,

Ushering everyone back into the gymnasium.

Without wasting another precious moment, she pulls me in and kisses me with a newfound passion.

This was how it was meant to be.

[ashley-jones]

OKKKK SO I THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR DOING MY REQUEST❤️❤️❤️I was wondering you could do one about Demi announcing her relationship with her girlfriend on a podcast (wwe podcast). She brings her out and introduces her to the public. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO DO IT *just an idea😊*

Love this, thank you for the request!

Rhea Ripley x reader

Request ✅

Watching Rhea smile brightly while sitting in front of the interviewer talking about the newest Royal Rumble, it all made you happy. She loved her job, and fought so hard to get this far. So seeing her happily talking about her fights and being able to get into the royal Rumble was such an amazing opportunity.

You where Rhea's personal makeup artist, you handled makeup, uniforms, costumes, and helping with the script. A year after being hired, the two of you started dating; but decided to keep it on the down low due to paparazzi and fans. This wasn't necessarily your choice, but hers, you just decided to go along with it.

So when she stood up and walked off to the side where you currently sat, folders sitting on your lap along with her black leather jacket. You looked up at her in confusion, black mask lifting slightly when you quietly asked her what was wrong. She ushered the items off of your lap, pulled you up and moved you into frame. Behind the mask your cheeks turned bright red as you stared up at her.

"I am actually currently not single. For the past 6 months I have been dating my makeup artist Y/N L/N. She's been a very great friend since the breakup with Kevin, so to have her as my girlfriend is such a wonderful ideal." she stumbled. You wanted to laugh softly at her shyness, but your own was getting in the way. You just turned to the camera smiling under the mask, fingers tightly pushing into the sleeves of your black turtleneck.

She placed a kiss on your cheek quietly asking if you where okay. Her voice caught your attention looking up at her before nodding. "Shy.." you whispered. She laughed softly allowing you to step out of frame and continued her interview/podcast.

As you sat in your spot, you couldn't help but just smile. This felt like when you and your highschool crush got put together for a week project, and ended up dating for a month. Well that isn't a good example for this moment, but with your shy tempered mind it was the best you could come up with.

For the rest of the podcast you weren't really listening, actually you where trying to comprehend with your relationship out in the open. Like how are people going to react? You shouldn't care about this stuff, but for some reason you can't help it. Like these are Rhea's fans, so if they hate you, does that mean she'll leave you for their sake? It's very doubtful, but you can't help but overthink.

You where so distracted that you didn't even realize Rhea standing in front of you trying to get your attention. You didn't snap out of it until she gently grabbed your shoulder, which made you jump and quickly look up at her. "You okay baby?" she softly asked. "Huh? Oh.. yes, I'm sorry.. distracted I guess." you quickly replied.

"Hey.. are you okay with us being out in the open?" she finally questioned. "Yes.. I'm just worried about what people would think. And I know I know I shouldn't be worried about this stuff, but I can't help it. Your fans look up to you, and I don't wanna lose you if they don't like me." you spoke your mind. Demi kneeled down in front of you, pushing your H/C out of your face staring into your E/C.

"it doesn't matter what people think. I love you and you love me, and that's all that matters. If they don't like you then they aren't actual fans, the ones that accept you are. And if their are any troubles what so ever, I want you to tell me princess, because no one hurts you." she strictly spoke.

You smiled behind your mask, watching her stand up you following suit. She pulled your mask down and placed a chaste kiss against you soft lips, in which you smiled and kissed back.

[ashley-jones]

Hello, can I ask you to please write Rhea Ripley × reader 🥺. The plot is any of your choice. I really like your work ❤ ❤ ( by the way, in secret, my native language is also Russian)

Love this!

Sorry about the late response/answer, with everything going on I try to stay offline! But I wanna get back into doing my Rhea x reader one shots, so thank you for the request!

Rhea Ripley x reader

Request ✅

Dating Rhea Ripley isn't as easy as people would necessarily believe. Especially when your not part of WWE, but instead an actress. It's no lie that you came out as a lesbian a while ago after shooting the first Suicide Squad.

At the time you where dating Margot Robbie, and after 2 years together the two of you decided to split due to lack of time together.

Which just so happened to be going on between you and Rhea. You understood the both you had very busy schedules, mostly with Covid restrictions coming down and shortening. You where being sent between states with the marvel film crew. While Rhea was going between states for WWE tour. Lack of time together was really taking a toll on you, making you believe the same thing that happened between you and Margot, will happen with you and Rhea.

Currently sitting in your hotel room, leg bouncing up and down as you hold your phone against your lap. You where debating whether to call Rhea or not. On one end of your mind you wanted to talk to her about how you where feeling, but on the other end you didn't wanna bother her. Zendaya sat beside you raising an eyebrow towards you before sighing quietly. "It's stressing you out. Just wait til tomorrow to call her. Let your mind rest for right now sweetie." she encouraged.

You sighed pushing your (H/L) (H/C) back then fell back, letting your phone fall beside you. "You're right.. but I can't help but let my mind roam.. The breakup with Margot killed me.... But with Rhea.. I don't think I'll be able to lose her, much less lose how I feel about her.." you whispered. "I know the feeling (Y/N). Look at how many problems Tom and I have had with this same issue.." Zendaya softly spoke. "But you get to act with him... I can't travel with Rhea." you mumbled.

Zendaya watched the emotions that scattered through your (E/C) eyes, unable to keep track of them. She just hook her head taking your phone and setting it on the nightstand to charge, then grabbing your arm and making you lay against the soft pillows, blankets falling over you. "Rest your mind, and call her in the morning." she ordered. You stared up at her wanting to argue, but instead you smiled at the caring side of your best friend.

"Fine.." your whispered.

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Waking up in the morning you took a hot shower and got dressed in a pair of joggers and a simple sports bra. You had set training today, and you preferred to be in something comfortable while being pushed into different positions. Lifting your phone you unlocked it with the touch of a thumb, taking notice of the missed called from Rhea.

You couldn't help but just smile, as you called her back setting your phone down listening as it rang. You stood filling up your water bottle, listening as the call went straight to voicemail. You ended the call leaning forward against the sink, fingers clenching against the marble, causing your knuckles to turn white. This was just a repeat of Margot, and it was beginning to piss you off.

After training, you continued on with your normal routine. Going from the gym straight to Starbucks getting your (F/D), only you ran into an old friend. Someone you haven't seen in a while.

Margot.

The two of you left together smiling and laughing, catching up with each other. Both of you ignored the flashing lights of paparazzi, no longer bothered by the cameras. She looked incredible, her long blond hair was still tinted a light blue and pink for the new suicide squad movie that just came out. Her big blue eyes shined like glitter in the sunlight, and her glossed lip filler just shimmered in excitement.

Turns out the both of you where staying in the same hotel, and your rooms weren't far from each other. You felt a little bad for sitting in your room casually talking to your ex girlfriend, fearing that this was somehow betraying Rhea. I mean you two where just talking right? Meaning there shouldn't be anything wrong with this situation. All you two where doing was catching up.

She had a boyfriend, and you had a girlfriend. A very strong, scary, brutal Australian girlfriend that you haven't spoken to in over a week.

"You look really good (Y/N), marvels been doing you well." Margot teased. Your cheeks turned a light pink a soft laugh leaving your lips. "But I can read you like a book darling.. What's wrong?" she questioned. Your smile faded, eyes down casting. "Relationship problems.. same thing we went through." You answered.

"Oh honey.. Why out up with it? We did the right thing and still remained friends." Margot softly spoke. "I'm almost scared to. I really love her, and I don't wanna lose her. I don't know how to explain how she makes me feel. But everytime I'm around her I get these butterflies, despite us dating for almost 3 years now.. Everytime I look up at her I fall even more in love. The moment I met her she had me wrapped around her finger.." you spoke.

Margot smiled at the way you explained your feelings towards Rhea. You where truly in love with Rhea Ripley.

"Then you should talk to her, and not over the phone. The both of us know that isn't the best way to do stuff like this. So maybe you should take a flight out to go and see her." Margot encouraged.

You looked down thinking about her words, before smiling and nodding. After a while you waved her goodbye, shutting the door gaze sitting towards your laptop.

"A small break wouldn't hurt.. We really do need to talk.." you whispered.

God you hated flying, and the airport was no better. Crazed fans running after you, paparazzi surrounding you taking pictures of you despite the exhausted look on your face. The ride home wasn't any better, considering your guards don't ever stop talking, and the magic was awful.

So when you walked through that front door greeted by 3 dogs and 2 cats, and the sweet smell of home. You dropped your bag pulling your jacket off and hanging it up on the coat rack. You pet both Buddy and Ryuk, before quietly entering the living room eyeing the tv that was playing Game of Thrones.

You made your way upstairs pushing the bedroom door open listening to the shower water turn off. You sat down on the bed, loving the scent of candles and wax melts that filled the bedroom, creating a homey atmosphere. The moment that bathroom door open you where up and attached to the wrestler, who was wrapped in a black fluffy towel, and water dripping off tattooed skin.

Rhea was surprised by your smaller body hitting against hers, but stood up straight pulling your body tight against hers, lips pressing against the top of her head. "I didn't know you where coming home princess.." she whispered. "You haven't been answering your phone, had me worried.." she mumbled. "I didn't wanna bother you..." You mumbled against her chest."

She didn't seem to like this information, the very thought of you being scared to call or even message her, made her sad. How could you bother her? She loved talking to you, especially before and after matches, because talking to each other about her confidence and winnings was everything she loved to do. And listening to your stories about being on set and talking about training made her happy.

"Why would think your bothering me princess?" she questioned. Gently pushing you back she grabbed a pair of sweats and a sports bra. Sitting back down on the bed, you looked down allowing her to get dressed. "Well... I believe it's more so it's bothering me." you whispered. "What do you mean?" Rhea questioned.

You sighed shutting your (E/C) lifting one of your knees to your chest resting you chin on top of it. "When I was dating Margot we slowly separated due to work, and after some time we couldn't handle the space anymore and had to break up... And lately it's been bothering me because of how much time we've gone from spending time together, to hardly seeing each other and it scares me Demi.. I love you, and I'm fucking terrified of the same thing happening to us that happened to Margot and I.." you spoke up.

Demi kneeled down in front of you, gently pulling your leg from under your chin. "Why didn't come to me sooner about this (Y/N)?" she asked. "I was scared.." you whispered. "I've never actually felt this way about anyone before like I do you Demi.. You've changed my perspective on love, showed me what it was truly like to fall completely and utterly in love. So in love that I fear losing you completely.. so I decided to stay quiet, despite how much I wanted to talk about it." you rambled.

She looked up at you, blue eyes shining in the candle lights. "Fuck (Y/N) I love you. You should never be scared to come to me about any of this. Nothing will ever separate me from you, no matter how far away the two of us are from each other. No matter where I am, who I'm with, you're always on my mind. So when you didn't call me, or answer your phone you had me terrified. So please princess don't be scared to talk to me, or even bring up any issues that you may believe is disturbing our relationship." Demi spoke.

Her eyes and voice was filled with so much sincerity. Your heart was pounding loudly in your ears, hands pulling her up onto the bed. Slowly crawling into her lap you wrapped your arms around her neck, placing a soft and sweet kiss against her lips. Her strong arms wrapped around your waist holding you close, lips pressing firmly back into yours, both smiling softly.

"I love you princess, don't ever forget that." she whispered.

"I love you too Rhea.." you mumbled against her lips.

[fict1onallyobsessed]

[ OCT 25 ] - Pics with Chicks

[ Kinktober prompt ] - Lingerie

[ Pairing ] - Rhea Ripley x Reader 18+

‘How does this fit? :)’

The caption almost mocked her, yet she completely disregarded it as the picture behind it drew her in. Thankfully the gym wasn’t completely packed, and thankfully she just finished her workout and just got out the shower. It was like you had perfect timing, then again she should of known that you’d pull something like this when you tried her to get her to stay in bed a little bit longer that morning.

She quickly turned her phone off and threw the towel that was around her neck into her bag, heading for the door ready to get home in a rush. Sending her a picture of you in a set of lingerie she’s not seen on you before would of probably been the best decision you’ve made this week, because within 20 minutes, she was home pushing you against a wall with you wearing nothing but a white lace matching lingerie set.

“You’re such a brat, you know.” She whispered as she kept her hands on your waist, fingers tracing gentle circles into your skin. Her mouth smashed into yours in a not so soft kiss, biting intro your bottom lip now and then to show you who was in charge. You tried to move her as you’d liked, but she kept you pinned as you tried to push her hands down into your underwear. “Couldn’t wait until I got back?”

“Please.” You tried, whispering into her lips as her hands scratched and ran across your skin. “I’ve been waiting, please. I need you.”

“Yeah? Get on your knees, show me how much you need me.”

You stared at her for a second before smirking, keeping eye contact as you slowly sunk to your knee before her. You did the best you could to give her the biggest pleading eyes, and she cupped your chin, making you look up at her more thoroughly. You craned your neck enough for her liking before her fingers moved over your lips.

“Open.”

Without question, you parted your lips and waited as she looked down at you. All she could think of was how pretty you looked like this, barely dressed yet not showing anything she so desperately wanted to see, mouth open because she told you so and you obeyed. Without warning, she moved her hand and put two of her fingers into your mouth, you immediately closing your lips around them, tongue swirling around her digits until she was satisfied.

“That’s it, baby. So good for me.”

Not long after she guided you into the bedroom, having you straddle her still dressed in the lingerie. If she was going to have fun, she might as well keep the set on you until she was happy to rip it off, and there was no salvaging it after that. She wanted to cherish you on top of her, so pretty all dressed up. Only for her.

You tried to grind down on her as she had you on her lap, but her steadying hands refrained you from moving as you wanted to. Her hand ran from your neck down your stomach and finally to the hem of your underwear, her fingers going beyond but she never reached where you really needed her. She hooked her finger into the band and stretched it, but then let go making a quiet snap sound.

You whined, wanting more from her and with having enough of the teasing, you tried to lean down to kiss her. She let you, smiling at your impatience as your lips met hers. One of your hands grabbed the wrist that was halfway in your underwear, pushing it down in hopes of any kind of friction.

“You made me wait all morning, please.” You whispered about to start begging again, but you were cut off when she pushed two fingers into you. You were wet enough to take it, but it was completely unexpected, and with her thumb working your clit you couldn’t even open your eyes. “Oh- fuck.”

“You look so fucking good in that, you know.” She uttered in your ear, biting at the skin on your neck. “All I could think of is you when I was driving home, so pretty for me, huh? All mine to ruin, all mine to mark.”

“Yours.” You gasped, and for a second Rhea wished she could take a picture of you. Not to tease you with it or frame it, but so she could see it and admire your beauty. She couldn’t get over how beautiful you looked, and to think only she out of 7 billion people in the world got to see that, it was crazy.

“Mine.” She echoed, biting and sucking enough for purple marks to be shown later. She sped up her fingers, her other hand leaving your waist to grip your neck slightly. “You gonna cum for me, pretty girl?”

You nodded your head quickly, mouth open and releasing moans as she curled her fingers, slamming them right into the right spot Every. Single. Fucking. Time.

With a scream of her name you came, collapsing onto her body as you tried to regulate your breathing. The hand that was holding your neck was now scratching your back gently, and she pulled out the other making you whine once again.

“I think you should wear those more often.”

You looked up at her and smirked at her comment, pecking her lips a couple of times before deepening the kiss. No warning was issued as she flipped you over, your back making contact with the mattress before she looked down at you.

“I’m not done with you yet though.”

THE END

[fict1onallyobsessed]

[ OCT 4 ] - Again, Again, Again.

[ Kinktober prompt ] - Edging

[ Pairing ] - Rhea Ripley x Reader 18+

She told you what would happen if you kept being a brat. Taking you to that club was a bad idea, she knew that, but how could she say no to that face? Besides she was kinda the one to invite you anyway. You just agreed to come. And who would you be if you didn’t have a little fun?

“We’re heading out.” She whispered into your ear, her hand wrapping around your shoulders as she pulled your body close. You’d been dancing previously, the music blasting around you as Rhea pushed through dancing crowd to get to the exit. “You’re such a brat.”

You innocently looked up at her as she opened your car door, letting you sit before she turned to walk around into the drivers seat. Her hand was on your thigh before she even got the car to start, squeezing at your skin under the very short skirt you decided to wear.

You knew that would set her off, everything was going as planned so far. After all you blamed her for inviting you. She’s known you long enough to know you’d try something like this, especially when it came to making her jealous.

She said nothing as she drove off, her jaw tensing once in a while when you looked at her. The hand on your thigh only inched closer to your heat, your hips bucked every time she squeezed. You knew she was teasing you just like you were a minute prior in the club. Still, you made it obvious what you wanted, regardless if you deserved it or not.

You looked out the window as her fingers slowly inched towards your heat. It was almost unbearable at that point alone, and you let out a gasp when she started to circle your clothes clit. Your hand was on your mouth now, casually looking out the window as she carried on. Your hips bucked slightly every now and then, stopping occasionally when she heard your get a little more whiny.

“Rhea, please.” You turned your head to face her, watching her face which was completely stone cold still looking ahead towards the road. She was paying no attention other than her hand between your legs, and that just made you want to beg more. “Please, I’m sorry.”

She pressed harder against your clit, but moved her hand to your thigh again when you moaned out. She casually looked at you and shook her head, her famous smirk plastered on her lips like she just won gold.

For the next 15 minutes she teased you relentlessly, almost making you cum but pulling away just in time before you could. It was torture for you, but Rhea seemed to be having so much fun. By the time you got home you were already in tears, begging for her to fuck you until you couldn’t walk.

So she did part of that. You were spread out on her bed, her head between your legs as your hands tangled in her short hair. The amount of times you tried to get her to stay was insane, but Rhea was stronger and pulled away every single time.

Your breathing was all over the place, eyes soaked in tears with streams following down your temples. She’s been going at it for an hour, and one thing you desperately needed was release. It was almost hard to talk when her tongue licked your pussy again, clit sensitive from so much stimulation.

“P-plea-se.” You tried, holding into her hair, pushing her head further down encouraging her not to stop. “Ple-ase. ‘M sorry. Let me cum.”

She hummed into your clit, your aching back only arching more. You clenched around nothing, your climax approaching fast before…she pulled away again.

You let out a frustrated cry, not knowing how much more you could take. You couldn’t even see properly anymore, the pleasure just getting too much every time she started again. Still, you needed that release. And you’d beg for it like nothing else.

“Please, I’ll do anything. Anything you want, just let me cum. Please, please, please.”

She smiled against your thigh, leaving soft kisses on your skin before she inches closer again. You gasped, your fingers digging into Rhea’s arms which were holding your legs down. Within a second, her lips was on your clit again, tongue licking relentlessly as your back arched again.

“Fuck!”

It took you 10 seconds to feel the knot in your lower stomach again, but this time, she didn’t slow down or let go. She kept on going, sucking and licking your clit u til you were basic screaming as your orgasm overcame your senses.

Your legs were shaking so much, one of your hands now back in Rhea’s hair pulling at her roots. Her name and moans were released into the air like a prayer, tears that gathered in your eyes ran down your cheeks as you squeezed harshly at the pleasure. Everything was fucking perfect.

She kissed your inner thighs again, hands gently tracing shapes into your skin. You eventually let go of her too, letting her clean up your body as she left kisses along your torso until she was leaning above you.

She could tell you were exhausted, just by the way your eyes closed as you signed in content.

“You okay?” She whispered, pecking your tears away.

You only nodded, looking up at her with tired eyes.

“Good.” She pecked your lips. “Next time you’ll know how to behave.”

THE END

[fict1onallyobsessed]

[ OCT 1 ] - Help me, Help you.

[ Kinktober prompt ] Mutual Masturbation

[ Pairing ] - Rhea Ripley x Reader 18+

She could hardly believe her eyes, and she most definitely didn’t not mean to intrude, but your door was just open enough for her to accidentally look through it. How could she not? You sounded so pretty moaning, or at first it was a bunch of muffled sounds as you bit into the pillow you were laying against, but once she got closer, she couldn’t look away.

Your looked fucking gorgeous with your hand between your thighs, whimpers and shallow breaths escaping your open mouth. Her eyes remained stuck on you, or rather your lightly sweat covered body, writhing around as you moaned something inaudible. Something that made her freeze when you said it again.

“Rhea.”

It was so delicate, yet Rhea felt like she was just hit by a bus. Not in a bad way of course, she was just shocked, brain turning gears at speed she has never done before. All these thoughts circling her head and all she could clearly think about is giving you head.

“Rhea, please.”

You were so fucking close, mind already gone with the pleasure, ready to let the coil in your stomach go. That was until someone grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand away from your dripping pussy.

Your eyes snapped open, mouth wide as you looked up at who was there. To your horror, Rhea stood above you your wrist in her hand, her other running down your naked thigh.

“Have a problem locking your door, love?”

She slowly climbed onto your bed, and despite the shock, you did not stop her. You didn’t want her to stop. You wanted to to fuck you so hard you’d forget your own name. You just didn’t know how to ask for it before.

Your pussy clenched around nothing, still craving the release she deprived you from seconds ago. She leaned down, just enough so she could whisper in your ear, her hand still clasping your wrist.

“Huh, pretty girl? You wanted me to see you liked this didn’t you? And moaning my name, do you have to be a tease?”

You wined, legs closing in search of any friction possible. She delicately ran her hand on your inner thigh, teasingly running her fingers close but not close enough. Your clit throbbed, basically begging to be touched.

“Please.” You whispered. “Please, please. I need to cum.”

If she wasn’t going to help you, you’d eventually make her break too. Plus she came into your room on her own accord. Let’s just say leaving your door open works better than flirting with a very oblivious Rhea.

Your hands reached up for her belt buckle, immediately taking it off before unzipping her pants.

“What-”

Your thumb didn’t waste time to circle her clit, unlike her, going right into it without the unnecessary teasing. Her mouth fell open, eyes scanning your smirk before she got herself together and her thumb pressed into your clit.

She soon started losing strength, her forehead against yours with your mouths breathing into each other’s. Her fingers didn’t stop though, only getting faster when you got louder.

Your hips bucked, as did hers, mouths letting out moans you’ve been holding in for so long.

“I’m gonna-fuck, Rhea.” You moaned into her mouth, feeling as she nodded as well, hips bucking even more as you sped up. “Cum for me.”

She moaned your name, breathing into your ear as you came right after she did. It was a bit unfair, her being completely dressed with only her zipper undone and you naked underneath her. But it was a price you’d have to pay for a bigger reward.

She smiled against your lips, still trying to contain her own breathing as you took your hand out of her trousers. You did the same, leaning up to see if she’d kiss you. You didn’t have to wait long, because her hands landed on your waist as she leaned down just enough.

“Can I kiss you?”

You chuckled, cupping her cheek and bringing her face closer to your lips. It’s was sweet, your hands roaming her body while she touched every part of yours, close to each other, kissing as if it wasn’t the first time. You’d want yes this for so long and now you have it, you have her.

“You have no idea how long I wanted to do that for.”

She laughed, kissing you against before she fully laid on top of you, enough for the two of you to be cuddling.

“Me too.”

THE END

[ashley-jones]

Quarantine Mornings

Rhea Ripley Short Oneshot

Rhea Ripley x reader

Requested by @mayalopxz

Wantings: None

Pronouns used: They/Them

There wasnt a sight that could ever compare to waking up to than Rhea Ripley's laying on her stomach, head turned towards the window, back rising and falling. Muscles relaxed and allowing the sunlight to poor over her naked skin. You shifted pulling the blanket closer, the Australian heat not yet kicking in over the morning dew.

It's been 2 months since quarantine started, only a few thing have changed. If you were to go out, wear a mask, social distance of 6 feet, and only a minimum amount of people can be in a certain place. It was kinda peaceful, for once paparazzi weren't chasing Rhea around, tackling to take pictures of the you and her to sell for the sake of their own egos.

Of course the whole lockdown was beginning to take a toll of Demi. She couldn't go out and train the way she wanted, she missed her nightly matches and the traveling alongside you. With COVID-19 she couldn't enjoy these things. She loved being at home, the both of you being able to spend time together but she didn't own a personal gym, and couldn't have friends over like you usually could for hiking, or just going for a daily jog.

Demi shifted letting out a light groan as she turned over onto her back pulling the blanket up her naked chest, just as you had done. "Good morning." You whispered. The wrestler turned her head humming softly, fingers curling through your H/C, smoothing through the knots then turned over, wrapping her strong arms around your waist pulling you closer to her chest. "Morning.." she mumbled into your hair.

Both shifting til you were hooked onto the Australian wrestler like a koala. Soft music playing in the background, along with the squeaky toys from Luna and Berry. An orange cat curled up against your waist with Ryuk laying along your girlfriends chest.

"Just a lazy day?" you whispered. "Hm.. always a lazy day.." Demi mumbled tiredly. "You know the house needs cleaned right?" you giggled. "It can wait.." the other growled. Turning you over she crawled into of you laying down, letting her head press into your shoulder, arms wrapping tightly around your waist, your legs hooking over her calves, pulling the blanket over them, the two cats finding their way towards Demi's pillow falling back asleep pretty quickly.

"I love you Y/N.." Demi whispered. Smiling placing a kiss on top of her head humming quietly. "I love you too Rhea.." you whispered softly, lips never leaving the top of her head.